In the morning, Averi lazily didn't want to open her eyes.
Indulgence is like drawing a bow—there's no turning back. What started as a simple release of dark humor turned into hands-on involvement, and now, here she was, refusing to even get out of bed.
Her senses gradually revived, and she felt something behind her pressing against her buttocks.
A tough thing.
The eyes are still tightly closed, but the corners of the mouth are curled up.
Averi pretended not to know and fell asleep motionless, while the arm lying across her lower abdomen also remained motionless.
I can really endure it.
It's clearly bigger again.
Finally, she turned around and placed one hand on Dallas' lower abdomen, murmuring, "It's hard now." Her delicate curves curved downwards, gently gripping her thick and long penis, rubbing against it one by one.
The two embraced each other naked, covered under the same thin blanket. Although it was the most erotic moment, it exuded a hint of warmth due to the hazy morning light.
Dallas closed his eyes, unsure of how to react.
What else is right about him.
Her touch gradually faded, her fingers tightened and rubbed harder and harder. The sweat on her palms turned into lubricant, making it easier for her to manipulate it up and down.
Don't move, "Dallas said in a hoarse voice.
Not to say it's okay, but with this, she moved even more vigorously, using both hands. One hand rubbed the shaft and the other held the balloon to tease, "Are you feeling comfortable?"
Frustrated, he rolled over and pinned her down, grabbing her restless hands and holding them firmly above her head.
Averi has already witnessed his power and has no intention of struggling.
To be honest, he refreshed her understanding of the gender power gap. If he wants to, it's easy to strangle her.
How do people with absolute power control themselves from ravaging the weak?
Will he one day be so angry that he can't help but strangle her?
Averi raised his eyebrows lightly and stepped on him instead.
Dallas froze, then bounced back like an electric shock, his big palm tightly gripping her ankle.
The soft light coated her skin with a faint layer of gold, making her look softer and the red mark on her instep even more glaring.
Averi frowned and snorted softly, "It must have been yesterday when you pushed me that you scratched me."
She's talking nonsense.
She doesn't even remember where this scratch came from, most likely she got it while wandering around the residential area. A shallow mark, almost skin wrenching, if I hadn't seen it today, I wouldn't have felt any pain.
Seeing his deep lip line, it seemed like he had taken it seriously. Averi took a step forward and lifted her foot to his mouth, saying, "Can you help me lick it?" Her voice was a bit hoarse because she had just woken up. "Didn't you say saliva can disinfect and kill bacteria
Her naked body was covered in red marks, especially on her chest and thighs, with faint fingerprints discernible. The two nipples are still swollen, not to mention below. In the moment he lifted his leg, the spring light suddenly burst out, allowing him to catch a glimpse of the abnormally red flesh seam and the outward turning flesh around the hole.
He did it all.
Dallas closed his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and gently kissed him.
Averi never knew that being kissed on the feet by a man could be so comfortable, so comfortable that she wanted to moan. She did indeed moan, "Mmm... so comfortable..."
The sky outside the window was already bright, and the sunlight penetrated through the cotton curtains, illuminating every small reaction of hers: the furrowed eyebrows, the involuntarily arched waist, the tightened areola, and the moist, delicate, and narrow passage he had entered countless times last night.
A tickle stirred in his throat, and Dallas lowered his gaze, masking it with practiced composure.
However, the one underneath cannot be controlled just by wanting to. The glans swelled purple and trembled frequently as if praying.
This scene is so unbearable for Averi. After all, she deceived him and took on this unfounded charge.
She reached to the side of the bed, found an unopened condom, and handed it to him. Then, with a "helpful" smile, she parted her legs and murmured softly, "Go slow, okay?"
Dallas couldn't tell which word drove him crazier—slow or okay.
He placed her legs on his shoulders, supported the upturned meat stick, and aimed his glans at the opening of the hole, slowly and slowly spreading her apart.
"Ah... "Averi bit her lip and moaned, her strong sense of swelling successfully awakening her memory of last night. She remembered how she was pressed under him and fucked to death.
Dallas moved slowly, and soon a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He tried his best to restrain his desire to thrust, but there were still a few moments when he couldn't control himself. His glans pounded heavily on the soft flesh, causing a packet of juice to burst out and also causing her to moan.
"Ah, ah... be gentle."
Unable to enjoy himself, he vented his desire on her feet, licking and turning into bites, leaving a row of fine teeth marks on the white and tender soles of her feet.
Averi felt both refreshing and itchy, her toes curled up and her body constantly trembled.
It was the slowest, most torturous, yet most seductive climax she'd ever experienced—not the rush of a storm, but a bone-deep ache, a tingling itch that left her feeling like she might die from it.
"Ah... Dallas... mm, ah..."
Feeling the uncontrollable strangulation of the small hole and knowing that she had reached orgasm, Dallas no longer endured and bit her foot to ejaculate.
*
I took off my clothes early this time and didn't get too much strange liquid on them, but I definitely can't wear my underwear anymore.
Just as he was about to go into the vacuum again, Dallas handed over a stacked black fabric.
Averi took it and unfolded it, looking at it for a while before remembering that it was her underwear.
No wonder I couldn't find it in the car, it turned out to be with him.
Did you steal my underwear? "She asked with a smile." You washed it so clean, did you masturbate with it?"
She ignored his cold expression and asked more and more vigorously, "Do you like me more, or do you like it more?" She didn't expect him to answer. After finishing, she stuffed the underwear back into his hand and picked up the wrinkled, water stained bare underwear on the ground. Her two fingers stretched open the elasticity of her waist and bounced it onto his chest like playing with a slingshot. With a smile, she said, "I'll give you this one too."
Dallas instinctively raised his hand to catch it, feeling a bit of dampness on his fingers. His lips pressed tighter as he paused, then said, "I'll walk you out."
Still asking?
It's really not memorable.
Averi turned his head to look at him and said with a smile, "Okay."
When the two of them were going out, they happened to run into the neighbor coming out to deliver garbage. The middle-aged man was wearing pajamas when he saw Dallas. He was first stunned, but then his gaze drifted towards Averi who followed behind. His gaze gradually changed, as if he was looking up and down with deep meaning.
Averi understands, it must be this person who knocked on the wall last night.
Dallas suddenly stood between the two, his tall figure blocking the middle-aged man's line of sight. He grabbed her arm and said, 'Let's go.' There was an obvious displeasure in his voice.
Averi paused for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled lightly.
She certainly wouldn't think that Dallas had fallen in love with her. She knew very well that it was a man's nature: wherever she left a mark, no one else was allowed to covet, just like a dog.
