Transmigrated Daddy of the Hentai World

Daniel’s fingers twisted deep into Angela’s silky hair and yanked her head back with brutal force, forcing her neck into a sharp, painful arch that made her spine bow. Without any warning he lunged down and sank his teeth hard into the soft, warm flesh of her neck, biting down like he wanted to tear a piece off.

"Ahhh—! Darling... that... HURTS!" Angela cried out, her voice cracking between real pain and the thick, forced pleasure that Touch of Lust kept flooding through her nerves.

Daniel was already lost in it. He didn’t ease up for even a second. He gave her neck one deep, possessive bite after another, teeth sinking in hard enough to leave dark, purpling bruises that would last for days. Each time he pulled his mouth away he dragged his broad, wet tongue slowly over the fresh wound, licking the sting in a filthy, soothing motion... only to clamp down again a second later on a new patch of unmarked skin.

"Ahh~! Darling... I’m... not ready~! Ahhngg—!!"

Her skin tasted sweet, salty, and warm under his tongue. The more he tasted her, the darker and more feral the hunger in his eyes became. He wanted to cover every inch of that pretty neck in his marks until anyone who looked at her would know she had been owned and used.

He switched the hand buried in her hair, yanked her head roughly the other way, and attacked the opposite side of her throat with the same savage rhythm — bite, suck, lick, bite. The wet, filthy sounds of his mouth working on her skin mixed with her broken, slutty moans and the soft, helpless whimpers she couldn’t hold back. Thick saliva smeared across her neck and glistened under the bedroom light.

Angela’s fingers clawed at the sheets. Her thick, fat ass kept clenching and unclenching hard around the heavy cock trapped between her cheeks, smearing her own leaking juices up and down his shaft. Every fresh bite sent another jolt of pain-laced pleasure straight down to her already soaked cunt, forcing more clear cream to drip out of her and soak the tiny red thong.

"Ahhh... darling... please... my neck... it’s too much... you’re marking me too hard...!" she sobbed, voice high, shaky, and dripping with reluctant arousal.

Daniel only growled like an animal against her skin and bit down even harder, sucking strongly so the dark bruise would stay visible for a long time. He pulled back just enough to admire the growing collection of love bites, then licked a long, wet stripe up the side of her throat before clamping his teeth onto a fresh spot right under her ear.

Daniel refused to stop until Angela’s neck was completely ruined with dark, overlapping love bites and angry red marks. There were so many that not even heavy makeup would be able to hide them. Anyone who saw her would know instantly that this woman had been claimed, marked, and owned. Her cunt had already been seeded earlier that day, and now her neck carried the visible proof of who she belonged to.

Only when he was fully satisfied did he finally pull his mouth away from her throat.

He breathed heavily against her ear, mouth hanging open, eyes half-lidded and glazed with raw, animal hunger.

"My wife is so fucking hot... I want to drink every drop of you."

Without giving her even a second to catch her breath, he yanked her hair again with brutal force and twisted her head around so that her open, panting mouth was right in front of his. Their lips hovered only an inch apart. Hot, uneven, spit-slicked breaths crashed between them.

Her soft, pink, plump lips looked obscenely delectable. Daniel’s throat went completely dry. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He lunged forward and latched onto her mouth like a starving man, crushing her lips under his and cutting off her breathing. Her eyes flew wide in shock, but the surprise melted almost immediately into heavy, half-lidded lust.

Daniel didn’t kiss her gently. He sucked her entire upper lip into his mouth first, then the lower one, pulling both plump lips deep inside and bathing them in thick saliva. He locked his hand on the back of her head and forced her harder against him, tongue dragging slowly over the sweet lip-gloss coating while he sucked and chewed on her mouth like he was trying to devour her whole. His thick, rock-hard cock throbbed violently between her fat ass cheeks, leaking more precum as he fed on her lips.

Angela moaned helplessly into his mouth, the slutty sound vibrating straight onto his tongue.

When he finally released her with a wet, filthy schlick, a thick string of mixed saliva connected their lips for a second before breaking. Both of them were breathing hard and ragged. Hot breaths slammed against each other’s faces. His long, veined shaft stayed trapped deep in the sweaty cleft of her ass, slowly grinding back and forth and getting thoroughly coated in the slippery mix of her leaking cunt juices and his own precum. Her tiny red thong had been pushed completely aside and was now nothing more than a soaked, useless string.

Their eyes locked — both pairs dark, glassy, and full of pure, dirty desire — as if they were already fucking each other with just a look.

Then they attacked at the same time.

Their mouths crashed together again with zero hesitation. Angela darted her tongue out first, but Daniel met it aggressively, overpowering her. Their tongues coiled, twisted, and fought like a pair of mating snakes, producing loud, wet, obscene sounds that filled the bedroom.

SMOOOCH~ SHLIICK~ SQUELCH~ LICK~ SLURP~

Daniel dominated the kiss completely. He sucked both of her plump, spit-shined lips back into his mouth and attacked them with another brutal series of deep, hungry sucks and filthy licks, refusing to let her escape. Thick ropes of their mixed saliva overflowed from the corners of their joined mouths, dripping down their chins in shiny strands and falling onto the sheets below, creating dark, wet patches.

Angela clenched her fat, jiggling ass cheeks as hard as she could around his throbbing cock, squeezing and milking the thick shaft between them. Every small roll of her hips smeared more of her creamy precum all over his length. Her red thong was completely ruined — soaked through, pushed aside, and forgotten — while her bare, dripping pussy lips kept kissing and sliding along the underside of his cock with every movement.