Read Novel Full Chapter 460: Cock-Hungry Bitches
Chapter 460: Cock-Hungry Bitches
I groaned, my body responding to her touch, my cock twitching with desire. She was doing a good job, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
“That’s it, Ava. You’re such a good little slut. You love pleasing me, don’t you? You love making me feel good, making me cum hard for you,” I growled, my voice filled with dark amusement and need.
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. “Yes, Master… I love pleasing you… I love making you feel good… I love making you cum hard for me…” she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
She continued to lick and suck my balls, her tongue swirling around them, her mouth moving up and down, her eyes never leaving mine. The sensation was incredible, the warmth and the slickness making my cock throb with need.
I could feel her tongue swirling around my balls, her mouth creating a perfect seal, her lips wrapping around them, her mouth moving up and down.
“Fuck, Ava. You’re such a dirty little slut. You love sucking my balls, don’t you? You love the way it feels, the way it makes you wet and desperate,” I growled, my voice filled with dark amusement and need.
Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, her breath hot and heavy. “Yes, Master… I love sucking your balls… I love the way it feels… it’s driving me wild…” she moaned, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness.
The room was filled with an electric tension, the air thick with desire and competition. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock. The game was on, and I was ready to be pleased.
As Ava worked her magic, I could feel the effects of the enchantments heightening my own senses. The scent of lust filled my nostrils, making my body tingle with anticipation. Ava’s touches were electric, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt.
“Master, I want to make you feel so good…” she whispered, her voice filled with need and a hint of honeyed sweetness. “I want to please you so much…”
I groaned, my body responding to her touch, my cock twitching with desire. She was doing a good job, her body moving in a way that was designed to tease and tempt. I was her Master, and she was my eager slut, desperate to please me, desperate to earn my cock.
My cock dripped precum hard on her face as she was licking my balls… and she suddenly pushed me back and sat on my cock and said, “Master… I can’t take it anymore…. I will go crazy if I don’t get this big cock inside my pussy…”
Ava hovered above me, her body trembling with need. Just as she was about to lower herself onto my cock, a sudden, insistent knock echoed through the room, followed by a voice that dripped with impatience. “Master… master… she’s taking too long… her time is up…. master… it’s our turn…” The voice was a sharp contrast to the heavy breathing and soft moans that filled the space.
Without hesitation, I raised my hand and brought it down hard on Ava’s exposed backside. The sound of the slap was sharp and loud, a crack that seemed to reverberate off the walls, and said, “No cheating.”
Ava’s body jerked forward from the impact, a gasp escaping her lips as the sting radiated through her flesh. The slap left a vivid red mark on her skin, a testament to the force of my hand.
“Aaaah… hmmm… hit me harder, master…” Ava moaned, her voice a desperate plea. She looked back at me with eyes filled with a mix of pain and lust, her need for more punishment evident in her trembling body.
Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, knuckles white with the effort. She arched her back, presenting herself even more, her body language screaming for another strike.
The room seemed to pulse with the raw energy between us, every knock at the door only serving to amplify the urgency of our connection.
Ava’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, her body quivering with each passing second. She was a desperate slut, craving the pain as much as the pleasure, her moans filling the room like a symphony of need.
I could see the desperation in her eyes and the way she bit her lip in anticipation of the next slap. Her body was a canvas of desire, each mark on her skin a testament to her submission.
The sound of her moans, the sight of her trembling body, and the feel of her skin under my hand created a sensory overload that heightened the intensity of the moment.
As the knocking continued, Ava’s pleas became more urgent, her need for release growing with each passing second. “Please, master… harder… I need it harder…” she begged, her voice a mix of desperation and lust. The room was filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing, the sharp cracks of my hand against her skin, and her moans of pleasure and pain.
At that moment, Ava was completely at my mercy, a desperate slut craving the punishment and pleasure only I could provide. The intensity of our connection was heightened by the interruptions, making every sensation more acute, every touch more electric. The room was a crucible of raw, unbridled passion, and Ava was the willing vessel of our shared desire.
I looked at Ava, who looked like a hungry slut eager to take my cock, and I looked at the stopwatch. It showed an hour had passed. I put Ava to the side, her body glistening with oil and sweat, her eyes filled with frustration and desire.
I opened the door to see Angela and Jenna knocking. As I opened the door, their eyes were drawn to my hard cock and to Ava’s body and mine, both covered in massage oil. Jenna, with a smirk on her face, asked, “Master… did that little slut succeed in making you cum?”
I said, “Unfortunately not.” I couldn’t help but notice the change in their attire. Both of them had switched to outfits that were even more provocative and alluring than before.
The sight of them in their new ensembles was breathtaking, their bodies on full display, every curve and contour accentuated by the erotic clothing they wore.
Angela’s fishnet lingerie clung to her body, the sheer fabric teasing glimpses of her smooth skin. The lingerie was designed to accentuate her curves, the black fabric contrasting with her pale skin.
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