Red Riding Hood - Chapter 35
Ylfus called her name like a man possessed.
“Cinq. Cinq…!”
Little one, Cinq. Do you know that every time you drown in sweet pleasure, a tear falls from your eyes?
Your skin is as delicate as a flower petal, and even the smallest tears leave your tender eyes flushed red.
Careless as you are, you always rub them dry, making your eyes puff up like a child who’s been crying.
Sometimes, I press my dry lips to your tear-stained eyes to steal your tears. Other times, I leave them be.
“Huu, ah… what do I do? Huu, haa, ah, this feels so good. Ahhh…!”
With tears streaming down from the pleasure above and sweet nectar flowing so much below that it soaks my hair, you’re breathtakingly beautiful.
“Cinq…!”
With a voice thick with longing, Ylfus called her name and reached out to support her trembling nape.
He gathered her swaying hair in one hand and draped it over her pretty shoulders.
Then, he gripped her slender waist tightly with both hands, holding her rounded hips, and thrust upward.
The broad tip struck her cervix in a single blow, filling her vestibule completely.
Cinq trembled all over and cried out sharply like a cat in heat.
“Aaaah…!”
Their union was soaked with warm fluids.
Cinq, overwhelmed, wrapped her arms tightly around her own shoulders, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Her insides clenched around him as if to squeeze him out. Truly, it felt like his member would be pulled free.
Even so, Ylfus held her hips firmly and continued to thrust upward forcefully.
At the end of it, he buried himself deep inside her writhing, convulsing body and released his seed.
“Huu.”
Cinq clung to him, gasping for breath.
Her slender thighs tightened, and her delicate knees pressed against his firm abdomen.
The woman, still steeped in the afterglow of her climax, resembled a primrose folding its petals.
After blooming fully, her petals slowly closed, becoming secretive once more.
But Ylfus couldn’t restrain himself.
He gently held her and laid her down on the bed.
Cinq, intoxicated by her rapture, smiled blissfully and cupped his cheeks with both hands.
Her slender, lovely fingers stroked his rugged cheeks tenderly as her flushed lips parted to call his name.
“Ylfus.”
He immediately leaned in.
He sucked on her lips, soft as peeled grapefruit segments, sweeping her mouth thoroughly to savor her honey-like saliva.
As his tongue entwined deeply with hers and caressed the inside of her throat, Cinq wrapped her delicate arms around his neck.
Her soft weight, clinging gently to him, was unbearably endearing.
Cinq. Cinq.
He pulled her closer by the shoulders and gently kneaded her soft, creamy b*****s.
Her n*****s, plump and sensitive from stimulation, felt so tender that they seemed moist despite being bare.
As his rough fingertips teased and rubbed them, hot breaths escaped from Cinq’s throat, and her lower walls clenched rhythmically.
Cinq. Do you like it when I touch these cute little peaks?
Instead of asking aloud, Ylfus flicked her hardened tips with his fingers.
Her n*****s were so tiny that even a brief pause left them soft, requiring focused attention to stimulate properly.
As he kneaded her ample b*****s and pressed her n*****s firmly between his thumb and forefinger, the soft buds perked up instantly.
Rubbing and pinching them with his rough fingertips, he felt a tingling sensation through his own fingers.
She seemed to enjoy his touch as well.
Cinq licked his tongue with her small, soft one, just as her lower half suckled hungrily on him.
His member, fully e***t and menacingly swollen, was now ready for release.
Ylfus ended the deep kiss and sat up.
He lifted her legs, holding her delicate ankles, and spread them wide.
A magnificent view unfolded before him.
The woman in full bloom from pleasure looked infinitely tender and lewd.
Her soft b*****s bounced gently with each of his movements, the swollen, rosy n*****s standing proudly, enticing him.
Her reddened womanhood, flushed from the friction, was equally alluring.
Her pretty mound was coated in a mix of her fluids and his seed, clinging like whipped cream as it wrapped around him invitingly.
Ylfus licked his lips at the sight of her debauched appearance.
Despite arousing him so much, Cinq merely smiled drowsily, her eyes hazy.
She seemed utterly unaware of how she looked in that moment, lost in the afterglow of their blissful kiss.
But Ylfus, who was keenly aware, had no intention of letting her drift off to sleep.
Fixing his gaze on their joined bodies, he began to move his hips again, slowly.
As he pushed in, milky seed gushed out in thick spurts.
When he pulled back, her pink inner walls clung to his s***t, slightly pulling with him.
The sight alone made his eyes burn with excitement.
