Dallas followed her all the way to the underground parking lot, and neither of them spoke.
Averi found Eli's luxurious car, raised her hand, and threw the key to him, saying, "You drive." She only took Eli's car key, returned everything else intact to Roderick, and asked him to tell Eli to come find her when he woke up.
Dallas clenched the key and pulled the door open to get in the car. Leaving the parking lot, the woman in the passenger seat propped her head up with one hand and looked sideways at the window, still showing no intention of speaking. He had to ask, 'Where are we going?'
I didn't expect her to say, 'J Mountain.' The place where Eli test drove, she also wants to test drive tonight.
J Mountain is located in the outskirts of the city, and it takes at least an hour to drive there. She is wearing high heels, so it is obvious that she is not going hiking. Or rather, this is her new game.
Dallas clenched the steering wheel tightly and pressed the accelerator pedal hard when the green light turned on.
The faster you drive, the more you deviate, speeding along the deserted mountain road until a warning sign prohibiting entry appears ahead. The car stalled, and there was no sound around except for the silent noise of moonlight.
In the darkness, she suddenly flipped over and rode onto his thigh, her plump buttocks tightly pressed against his crotch, as if tailor-made for him, tightly fitting together.
Dallas wanted to push the person away, but as soon as his hand touched her waist, his legs tightened even harder, tightly gripping his thighs.
Averi caressed the man's face and whispered, "Don't move."
After speaking, raise your buttocks and lift your skirt to your waist, then take off your underwear with both hands. Fingers hooked a small piece of black lace fabric, shook it in front of him twice, wrapped it around his wrist, and tied his two hands together.
His voice came out through gritted teeth. "How long are you planning to keep this up?"
Just now, at the nightclub, he saw it.
She rubbed her ears and temples with young men, whispering to each other. She giggled at the man and hooked him up like a dog, following behind.
At that moment, Dallas finally understood why she treated herself that way.
She didn't treat him like a person, it's just that simple. He is just one of the toys she uses to satisfy her bad taste.
In the eyes of others, he is no different from a dog, a male dog in heat.
Whenever he thought his self-esteem had been trampled to the extreme, she always had a way to make him feel more anger.
Averi ignored his cold and hard gaze, moistened his lips with his tongue, and spoke in a softer voice than before, "Play until I've had enough, don't move."
Tighten her underwear, she sat back on top of him and bent down to lick the corner of his lowered lips.
Dallas immediately turned his head and avoided her lips. Averi didn't care, his lips went all the way down, holding onto his Adam's apple and licking and sucking. Her breathing and swallowing sounds were infinitely amplified by the darkness, while teasing the nerves of the two people.
The steering wheel was pressed against Averi's lower back, making her uncomfortable. She twisted her body, trying to find a more relaxed position. Her little hole moved between the man's crotch and soon began to contract and flow water. The crystal clear liquid soaked Dallas pants, awakening the genitals beneath the fabric.
Dallas closed his eyes, pushing down the pain and struggle. "Get off me."
Averi bit down on his throat, then lifted her head to meet his gaze, a spark of mischievous amusement in her eyes. "You're giving me orders?" she teased, squeezing her legs around him even tighter.
Dallas clenched his fists and his chest trembled, "I'll let you go down."
Averi raised her eyebrows, touched his lips with her fingertips, and whispered provocatively, "Otherwise, what can you do with me?" It was never her underwear that tied him up, it was his own morality and principles, so he could never escape.
She trapped herself in a cocoon, extremely foolish. She looked down on him, but also envied him.
But she won't admit it, because it's too ridiculous. What does he have to be jealous of?
Averi opened the hem of his pants and released the thick, congested strand. The meat stick that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly popped out and slapped between her legs.
Ah... "Averi deliberately moaned, moving her buttocks back and forth, rubbing the meat stick up and down with her moist orifice. The clam meat was forced to separate, and the tender flesh inside was tightly attached like a small mouth.
Dallas closed his eyes, trying to hold his breath to resist the growing heat pooling in his lower abdomen.
However, Averi swasn't finished. She traced her tongue along the curve of his ear, her breath trembling as she whispered, "You know, my favorite thing is watching you on the edge, about to lose control."
She pressed a kiss to his cheek, a teasing reward. "That's a good boy."
This sentence sounded full of irony to Dallas, whose restraint and patience were actually the pleasure she played with.
His self-control shattered completely.
Averi didn't even know that the game was getting out of control. Her red lips covered the man's lips, and her tongue poked him repeatedly, probing into his mouth.
She seemed to be the only one left in the world, her voice, gasps, moans, and the faint sound of water as they rubbed against each other in his head.
Does he still have to endure.
How much longer did he have to hold back?
The man's tightly closed lips suddenly opened, holding her probing tongue and forcefully sucking as if trying to swallow her tongue completely.
"Mmm... "Averi snorted softly, his tongue hurting from his sucking, and he wriggled his body to dodge.
But she underestimated the power gap between the two, no matter how she twisted, she couldn't escape the grip of his arm. He didn't even know when he broke free from his restraints, holding the back of her head with one hand and her waist with the other, leaving her with no way out.
At the moment when she was on the brink of suffocation, he finally let go of her.
The two of them gasped and gasped as they looked at each other, pulling erotic saliva threads between their lips. His pupils were tinged with crimson by lust, like a beast about to eat humans.
Averi lowered her eyelashes and approached her again. This time, before her lips touched his, he had already parted his lips.
This small gesture inexplicably ignited her. My lower abdomen is excited and twitching, almost aching.
Averi hooked his tongue and made a sound of water. After taking a heavy bite of his saliva, his tongue stirred in his mouth and said, "Ah... ah... you're so wet... ah..."
Who said only women can get wet, he's not the same. His mouth is wet, his meat stick is wet, and even his breathing is wet, like the air in the rainy season, making it hard to breathe.
Dallas furrowed his brow and glanced at her.
Averi chuckled and got angry again?
It should be said that he is tough.
She was about to speak when Dallas directly touched her leg with one hand, and the lustful fluid flowed all over her hand. Her rough fingers mercilessly plunged into her small hole, and the damp and hot little hole welcomed his wriggling visit, sucking his fingers tightly.
Averi tried hard to catch his breath, and the man's second finger had already penetrated the small hole. The long and thick finger twitched cruelly, crushing the soft flesh of the wall.
She threw her head back, her face flushed as she moaned and gasped, clinging tightly to his shoulders. "Gentler… ah—"
Her neck was slender and white, emitting a tempting scent of blood. Dallas bit on, his canine teeth rubbing against her skin, his fingers playing with the wet and soft pussy, fiercely invading her body.
Averi tightened his grip on his hand, swaying his buttocks and wriggling his flesh walls to bring his fingers deeper. The hole rubbed against Dallas' shirt sleeve, and the lewd water made his cuffs wet and mottled.
