When That Door Opens - Chapter 67
His well-defined nose buried itself between her folds. As he licked her length, his nose and the area around his lips glistened with her juices. The sight was so intensely e****c that her lower abdomen tightened sharply.
“I’m going to curl my tongue.”
With that, he rolled his long tongue and inserted it into her entrance. Her loosened entrance eagerly accepted his tongue.
“Hah, ah, ha, Verne…”
As if her entrance were a delicious candy, he swirled his tongue inside, sucking and licking, causing Julieta to tug desperately at his hair. When he briefly pulled away, her hips lifted off the bed. Unconsciously, she pushed her entrance towards his lips, grinding against him. A satisfied chuckle escaped through his teeth. It was a spectacle. The mixture of saliva and her juices made the sheets glisten in the light. Verne’s e******n stood even more rigid.
While her but**cks tensed, her arms went limp, and she fell back.
“Please, please.”
She didn’t know to whom she was pleading or what she wanted, but she kept calling out to Verne.
“Ahhh.”
As Verne watched her with a lazy gaze, he sucked her juices strongly, making her back arch like a bow. Liquids gushed from her entrance, and Verne lapped them all up.
“That was delicious. Now it’s your turn to eat, Julieta.”
He rose, wiping his glistening lips with his forearm, and grabbed his e***t member. Exhausted, Julieta turned her eyes to look at his impressive length.
Despite having climaxed twice in the carriage, his e******n was still stiff.
“If you fall for this, there’s no hope. Stop staring.”
He chuckled and made a joke.
“Spread your legs.”
“What?”
“You need to spread them for me to enter, don’t you?”
Julieta didn’t hesitate and spread her legs wide. She had already exposed everything to him. She had reached climax from his oral ministrations and craved that pleasure again.
“You’re enthusiastic. I like that.”
Even though she spread her legs as far as she could, Verne grabbed her ankles and spread them even wider. Once in position, he immediately pushed the tip of his member into her entrance. The sudden penetration made Julieta shudder.
“Ahh.”
Despite the thorough preparation with his fingers and tongue, taking in his large and thick member all at once was too much. The pain, as if her flesh was tearing, made her slap his shoulders, but Verne ignored her, relentlessly pushing his blunt member deeper without withdrawing.
“Relax.”
He muttered, his voice scraping his throat. His thick member forcefully stretched her tight walls, invading her mercilessly. He pushed so hard that her head bumped against the headboard. Julieta tried to retreat upwards, away from the pressure.
“Where do you think you’re running off to?”
Verne firmly gripped her waist and yanked her back down. The tip of his member hit the deepest part of her.
“Aaahh.”
A high-pitched moan escaped Julieta’s lips. Verne moved his large member inside her, thrusting in and out. He plunged in with such force that it seemed his balls might follow, then he pulled out leisurely, only to repeat the cycle.
At some point, Verne stopped speaking.
Julieta, half out of her mind, kept calling out desperately, “Verne, Verne.” He lowered his upper body and placed Julieta’s hands around his neck.
He explored Julieta greedily. The fluids her aroused entrance produced with each thrust pleased him. He was satisfied with how her limp body and slack arms and legs contrasted with the tight grip of her inner walls around his member. The grip was so strong that it almost hurt when he pulled out.
It started as a playful s*x. When did s*x, which started out of irritation, become so serious?
He tried to think for a moment, but seeing her br**sts bounce as she screamed made his mind go blank.
Verne thrust his hot, needy member into her entrance. No matter how much he inserted, it wasn’t enough. It had been a long time since he felt such a thirst during s*x.
He grabbed one of Julieta’s legs and slung it over his shoulder. He had intended to be as gentle as possible, knowing it was her first time, but damn, at this rate, it would be the death of him.
His thrusts grew fiercer. Fast and deep, he filled her completely with his length, rocking her relentlessly.
“Ahhh, uhng.”
Julieta’s voluptuous br**sts bounced. Her dilated pupils indicated she was nearing her second climax.
Climaxing together wouldn’t be bad.
Verne bit her lips and thrust harder. His member twitched inside her, releasing his s*m*n. Julieta clung to his neck as if it were her lifeline, her body twitching in rhythm with his climax.
His climax was prolonged.
“It’s over.”
Though Verne said it was over, he held Julieta tightly, not letting go.
