Chapter 783 - 121 - Isiliraiellyn And Zeruel (5)
"Mmmng...~ Nnn... nnn...~"
Zeruel’s moans slipped out, soft and shaky, each one trembling in the air as my cock kept pressing and grinding against her soaked pussy through the wet fabric of her panties.
The heat of it was unreal. It was like my dick was wrapped in molten silk, the pleasure biting so deep it blurred the edges of my focus.
My hands tightened around her hips, lifting and steadying her, thumbs digging into the softness until the flesh spilled around them.
Every slow thrust forward pushed my cock through the narrow, slick gap between her thighs, the wet warmth of her skin wrapping around me and making my breath catch.
"Hngghh...~ mmm... hhhnghh, hnnn...~"
Her voice was low, broken, almost like she was embarrassed to let the sounds out—but she couldn’t help it. The grinding of my cock against her panties made the fabric cling tighter, darkened by the wetness that kept leaking out of her pussy. The more she dripped, the slicker the slide of my length became, and the less friction there was. It was turning each thrust into something that felt unbearably good.
The room itself felt thick with lust, heavy enough that every breath tasted like it. The sticky heat pooled in my gut, and my cock trembled, pulsing at the sensation of her softness and heat wrapped around it.
"Ah... ahhhnnghhh~! Ah...!"
The lewd, wet sounds echoed around us, bouncing off the walls, louder than they had any right to be. It felt as if every stroke sank deeper into the haze of heat and need building between us.
My fingers dug deeper into the curve of her hips, feeling her tremble each time I pushed in. The flesh of her ass yielded under my grip, warm and impossibly soft.
"Ahhhnghhh~ Ahh... S-Something is... Something...~!"