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Chapter 89: Venelana's Apology
🕑 Added 2023-07-16 10:38:51 +0000 UTCHer gaze was soon directed to my lower body.
Rivel unzipped the pants and took out my manhood. It had been suppressed inside, but now it sprang to life and stood erect. Shaking happily in Rivel's left hand, it grew even bigger.
"Really big..."
Venelana's expression heated up, and her breathing became slightly uneven.
"Mm, ah... slurp, squish, squelch, gulp, squelch, squish!"
Rivel continued to kiss while handling my manhood, arousing it to produce pre-cum. From the tip to the base, she tenderly caressed my manhood with her hand.
"Squelch, squish, squelch, gulp, gulp!"
Covered in secretions, my glistening red-black genitalia glistened. Venelana could only watch, slipping her hand between her thighs. Her fingers seemed to trace the center of her lower body, but she didn't fully engage in self-pleasure.
As I observed her, our eyes met.
Her face looked wistful, as if wanting to say something but closing her mouth instead. She seemed to hold back her emotions as she lowered her head, but her gaze returned to my crotch. Her expression now oozed deeper desire, and she could no longer hide her ecstatic feelings; her mouth was slightly agape.
Rivel's handjob sped up.
"Slurp, gulp, squelch, gulp, squish, slurp, gulp!"
The kissing became more intense as she attacked me.
I relaxed my muscles, surrendering to the amplified desire to ejaculate.
"Byururru, dobyu, bubyu, dobyu, bubyu-byu, byururru!"
My pulsating manhood, stimulated by Rivel, released semen from my urethra. It shot straight, hitting Venelana's body from her face to her chest, abdomen, and thighs, covering her with milky fluids. The viscous substance slowly dripped down her skin as if licking it.
"This... this is, Lord Riser's semen..."
Venelana wiped the semen off her face with her palm and then gazed at it, using her tongue to wipe off the semen that flowed down her mouth. Her face blushed deeply, and her eyes, fixed on the semen, were filled with desire as she licked her palm with a modestly extended tongue.
Meanwhile, the pursuit continued to assail Venelana. It was truly irresistible to defile such a beautiful woman with one's own desires. Bathed in successive ejaculations, she kept receiving the semen with her mouth, her lips still moist with the fluids.
"Ahh..."
Euphoria. Venelana shuddered with rapture.
The ejaculation subsides, and Rivel's hand squeezes the pole lightly. I was so excited that I could not stop myself from doing it. She licks it off with her tongue in front of me, chews it as if savoring it well, and drinks it down.
There is no semen in her open mouth, and it seems to have been poured into her stomach.
She says, "Mmm, thank you for the delicious semen. Our child is happy too. ......"
She was very eager to refer to the child, but I wondered if the child was really demanding semen. No, I don't think so, no matter how much it's my child, it's not possible for it to desire my semen from the time when it has no ego.
No way.
I took one look at the belly where my daughter is sleeping, a baby due to be born in the near future, would be placed, and then turned my attention to Venelana. Even though it was the result of Rivel's outburst, it was a tribute that had been prepared for me. I would take her and add it to my collection.
I sat up with Rivel in my arms and thrust my rod in front of Venelana's eyes.
"Lick it clean.
'Yes, Master Riser,'
Venelana looked at the meat stick at the tip of her nose, then looked up at me and brought her lips to the urethral opening.
'Chooch .......'
A kiss as a greeting from a married woman released on my cock. Without using a hand wet with semen, the glans is swallowed directly into Venelana's mouth with a slurp. She pushes it into her throat with her cheeks narrowed from the glans to the meat pole, and sucks it down to the root.
Venelana's mouth is filled with anguish as she wonders if it will be too hard for her to go all the way in. However, despite the pain, a smile spread across her face and she began to lick and suck the rod, making a watery sound.
"You came here today to apologize, right? I haven't gotten an apology yet, have I?"
