MILF Hunting in Underworld

Up until now, her first priority had always been relieving the overwhelming lust that the Golden Flame constantly built inside her. But now that she could actually control her desires, she had shifted her entire focus to making him climax first.

The determination in every movement of her tongue and the way she hollowed her cheeks told him exactly that.

'Hehe, it seems I have no choice but to play dirty,' he thought. A devious smile spread across his lips as his gaze dropped to her wiggling tail.

Yang Chen reached out, grabbed the sensitive length of her tail near the base, and at the same time gently pinched her throbbing clit between his thumb and forefinger.

"Haaaaa~! Masterrrr, you are… cheatinggg~" Those were the last coherent words Sun Linhua managed to get out before her climax crashed over her like a tidal wave.

Her whole body convulsed. She arched her back hard and showered his face with a hot gush of her love juices, thighs clamping around his head as she trembled uncontrollably.

'But… I won't go down without a fight!' Even through the blinding pleasure, she bit down hard on her lip to keep from losing herself completely.

With a burst of willpower, she quickly shifted her hips and pressed her soft, plump buttocks right down onto his face, smothering him completely.

Yang Chen's eyes widened in genuine surprise, and a flicker of horror, as his entire field of vision vanished into warm, yielding flesh.

He tried to resist for half a second, hands pushing lightly at her hips, but then he felt her weight settle fully, her ass cheeks sinking around his cheeks and nose. The sweet, musky scent of her surrounded him completely.

'It's not bad to lose like this,' he thought with a resigned, almost amused surrender. He let go of the last threads of control and simply embraced the defeat.

At the exact same moment, Sun Linhua dove back down on his cock. She swallowed him all the way to the root, throat relaxing to take every inch.

She bobbed her head frantically now, cheeks sunken in, lips sealed tight, until finally his length throbbed violently against her tongue.

Hot, thick ropes of semen erupted from his tip with each powerful pulse.

Sun Linhua didn't miss a single drop. She swallowed greedily, throat working in rhythmic gulps, milking him dry until the last shudder left his body and he went still beneath her.

She slowly lifted her head, a satisfied, victorious smile spreading across her flushed face as she licked her lips clean. Her tail gave one last lazy twitch around his softening cock before uncoiling.

Yang Chen finally came up for air when she lifted her hips.

He wiped his glistening face with the back of his hand, breathing heavily, then looked up at her with a mix of mock indignation and genuine amusement.

"You… little cheat," he said, voice rough from everything that had just happened.

Sun Linhua only giggled, collapsing forward onto his chest with a happy, exhausted sigh. "Hehe… told you I could win~"

Shortly after, Yang Chen leaned back against the headboard of the bed, pillows propped comfortably behind him.

His breathing was still a little uneven from before. Sun Linhua knelt between his legs, her small pink tongue working carefully along the length of his cock.

She licked him clean with slow, thorough strokes, starting from the base and dragging upward, making sure not to miss a single drop of their combined fluids.

Every now and then she swirled her tongue around the sensitive head, humming softly in satisfaction.

Yang Chen tilted his head slightly, watching her with half-lidded eyes. His throat suddenly felt dry. His gaze drifted over her alluring body, the way her full breasts swayed gently with each movement, the curve of her hips, the faint sheen of sweat that still clung to her skin.

His dick, far from softening, stayed rock hard and throbbed insistently against her tongue, veins pulsing under her careful attention.

'No, I am not a beast!' he told himself firmly, shaking his head once to clear the rising heat in his mind. 'Let's wait… until she finishes cleaning me up properly.'

But his resolve cracked the instant his eyes landed on her fluffy cat-like ears, twitching cutely every few seconds, and the way her tail wiggled back and forth in slow, almost hypnotic arcs. It looked like it was practically begging for his hand to reach out and stroke it.

'F*ck it,' he cursed inwardly.

All traces of rationality vanished in a heartbeat. Without another second of hesitation, he reached down, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her up into his lap in one smooth motion.

"Ahh! Master~" Sun Linhua gasped in surprise. Her voice came out high and trembling as she instinctively clung to his shoulders, legs spreading automatically to straddle him. Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red.

"Can't you wait for a while?" she pleaded, her tone caught somewhere between shy embarrassment and playful protest.

She squirmed a little in his hold, clearly still sensitive from her earlier climax.

"No can do," Yang Chen whispered softly against her ear.

His warm breath brushed over the sensitive shell, making her shiver hard from head to toe. He leaned in closer and pressed a slow, lingering kiss to the back of her neck, right where her pulse fluttered wildly under the skin.

He guided her body gently until she faced him fully. Their eyes met for a brief second before he tilted his head and planted a tender kiss on her flushed cheek.

"Try putting it in on your own," he said with a warm, encouraging smile. He pointed one finger downward at his pulsating cock, still slick and standing proudly between them.

"But Maaterr, this position is a bit…" Sun Linhua trailed off, looking visibly hesitant.

In this face-to-face, straddling position, she could feel everything far too vividly, the heat of him, the thickness, the way the head already nudged insistently against her soaked entrance. It felt dangerously intimate, almost overwhelming.

"Come on, you can do it," Yang Chen said gently. Almost without thinking, he reached up and patted her head in that soothing, instinctive way he knew she secretly loved. His voice left no real room for refusal, only encouragement wrapped in quiet command.

The last traces of hesitation melted from her expression at his words. Sun Linhua bit her lower lip, nodded once, and reached down between them.

Her small hand wrapped around his thick shaft. She guided the swollen tip to her entrance, rubbing it back and forth a few times to coat him in her wetness before slowly starting to push down.

"Haaa~" A long, shaky moan slipped from her lips the moment the head breached her tight walls. In this position, with her sitting upright on his lap, she could feel every ridge and vein of his cock stretching her open inch by inch.

The sensation was so clear, so intense, that her thighs trembled violently around his hips. Seeing the way her brows furrowed in concentration and pleasure, a sadistic little smile curled slowly across Yang Chen's lips.

'How could I possibly resist teasing her when she's this cute?' he thought, mischief sparkling in his eyes.

The moment the thought finished forming, he placed both hands gently but firmly on her slender waist. His fingers splayed wide, thumbs brushing the sensitive skin just above her hip bones.

"Let me help you with it," he said, voice low and playful.

Before she could protest, he pressed her hips downward with deliberate, controlled strength, sinking the entire thick length of his cock inside her in one smooth, unrelenting motion.

"Kyaaa~!" Sun Linhua screamed out loud. Her whole body arched sharply as he bottomed out inside her. The sudden fullness made stars burst behind her closed eyelids. Her inner walls clenched hard around him in frantic spasms.

"Haaa… Masterrr, why?" she managed to gasp out. She planted both hands flat on his chest to steady herself, fingers digging into his skin.

Her tongue lolled slightly outside her parted lips as she panted heavily, trying to adjust to the overwhelming stretch.

"I could have taken it… slowly," she added in a resentful whine. Her teary eyes glared up at him, but the look was ruined by how flushed and dazed her face had become.

Pleasure was already flooding every nerve, threatening to short-circuit her thoughts all over again.

Yang Chen only chuckled softly, the sound rumbling low in his chest. He leaned forward just enough to brush his lips against hers in a teasing, feather-light kiss.

"Because watching you struggle like that is too much fun," he murmured against her mouth, voice thick with both affection and wicked amusement.

His hands stayed locked on her waist, holding her firmly in place so she couldn't escape the deep, throbbing fullness inside her. "Now… move for me, Linhua. Show Master how much you want it."