Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 1103

Chapter 1103: Last Princess (r-18)

My free hand slid between us, fingers spreading her puffy outer lips even wider so her delicate inner folds bloomed fully open for me, exposing every glistening detail while my thumb brushed slow, reverent circles around that small, elegant clit pearl.

Her hips jerked violently, a broken moan spilling from her lips as her cunt winked and clenched visibly around nothing, another fresh trickle of her slick leaking out and coating the head of my cock in warm, glistening invitation.

I gripped my massive shaft and dragged the swollen, flushed head up and down her slick slit, coating myself in her nectar while my thumb kept rolling that perfect little pearl in slow, firm circles.

Her entrance winked and spasmed greedily against the blunt crown, trying desperately to pull me inside.

Then I pushed forward.

The thick, flushed head of my cock parted her puffy lips and stretched her open in one slow, controlled glide.

Her tight, velvety walls fluttered and clenched around the invasion, rippling visibly as they tried to accommodate my massive girth. She was impossibly snug, her pussy stretched thin and shiny around the head of my cock, the delicate inner folds clinging to every ridge and vein as I fed her another slow inch.

A fresh gush of her slick leaked out around my shaft, dripping down my balls while her cunt spasmed and winked helplessly around me.

"Ahhh—Peter—fuck—!"

Her moan broke against my mouth, back arching sharply, heavy tits pressing harder into my chest as her powerful thighs trembled violently around my waist.

Her pussy fluttered wildly, the slick heat gripping the head of my cock like liquid silk wrapped around molten steel, trying to suck me deeper even while her body struggled to take my full size.

I kept going, slow and relentless, watching every obscene inch disappear inside her.

My thick vein along the underside of my shaft dragged against her fluttering entrance as I sank deeper, stretching her wider, filling her completely until nearly half my massive length was buried inside her perfect Russian cunt.

Her walls rippled and clenched around me in rhythmic spasms, milking me with every fractional thrust while I kissed her again — deep, devouring, swallowing every broken moan as my hands worshipped every inch of her.

One hand stayed on her ass, spreading her cheeks wider so I could feel exactly how her body opened for me. The other slid up her spine, tangled in her dark hair, tugging her head back so I could suck and bite the sensitive skin of her throat while my cock continued its slow, devastating invasion.

Only when her pussy had adjusted — when her walls had stopped spasming quite so desperately and started fluttering with greedy welcome — did I pull her down the rest of the way, burying myself to the hilt inside her in one long, controlled glide that made her cry out and clench hard around every thick inch.

She was fully seated on my cock, bodies locked together, her cunt stretched obscenely around my massive length and kissed her like the world could end and I wouldn’t notice.

I held her there for one perfect, suspended heartbeat — fully seated upon my cock, her pussy stretched obscenely around my massive girth, the velvet walls fluttering and rippling like they had been waiting their entire existence for this exact moment of divine conquest.

Then I rolled my hips upward in powerful, controlled thrusts that lifted her slightly before pulling her back down onto my cock, grinding the thick head against that perfect spot inside her on every stroke while my mouth never left her body — kissing, sucking, biting her tits, her throat, her shoulders, worshipping every inch of her as I fucked her like the god I was.

I did so slow at first. Deep. Rolling.

I rolled my hips upward again in long, powerful strokes that dragged the thick, swollen head of my cock along every sensitive inch of her front wall before grinding it hard against that perfect, hidden spot deep inside her.

Each devastating roll lifted her slightly off my lap only to pull her back down, burying myself to the hilt again and again while my hands gripped the plush, generous flesh of her ass like I owned every curve of her body.

Her moans spilled out instantly, low and filthy and perfect — "Ahhh... Peter... so deep—"

I fucked her deeper.

I fucked her harder.