Rey De-Heavens (English)

2.5

For the maid it was wonderful to feel how the little head stopped at what was her clitoris to suck on it. At that moment Silvia tensed her body, felt her skin crawl and could not contain herself from letting an almost choked dry moan escape from between her throat. Behind the pillow she opened her mouth, arched her eyebrows and kept her eyes closed so much she was enjoying the moment. The new sensation between pleasurable and forbidden was so intense that she felt as if something in her chest was going to explode. When Rey started sucking a little lower, she set the pillow aside and clung with her arms to the little guy so he wouldn't go down and stay in the place that made her enjoy it the most.

Rey was not at all uncomfortable with her hands on his head, on the contrary, he even noticed that Silvia seemed to be guiding him in some way. He went down again with his tongue in circles to introduce it slowly and continue doing his job.

Busy just feeling pleasure, Silvia managed to duplicate what she felt by changing her position and getting on all fours on the bed. She used her hands to spread her vagina as wide as she could. That way, Rey could penetrate her with his tongue even deeper.

He would lick up and down her, with better command, to penetrate her again with his tongue and then down her slit to her clitoris, where he would stop to caress, suck and gently squeeze with his lips.

Rey noticed that Silvia was no longer squealing like before and had almost stopped breathing, but he moved closer to her and with one of his hands rubbed the tip of her slit in an almost frantic manner. When Silvia arched her back and tucked her tail further, Rey pulled her closer to him, causing the beautiful redhead to press her face against the back of the bed.

The maid's body tensed. Accompanied by orgasmic spasms, she let out a prolonged moo that was heard throughout the room. With no more strength to hold herself up on all fours, Silvia collapsed on the bed. Shaken, sweaty and tired, she rolled over on her back with unusual happiness plastered on her face.

Rey withdrew his wet face and kept silent. He didn't know whether to continue, but as soon as he tried to approach, she stopped him and said:

"All right. That's enough for now...show me the book whose language you wish to learn....."

...

As soon as Silvia collapsed on the bed, Rey finally prepared to leave the residence with his new knowledge, but not before taking as much food as he could carry with him for the road.

After passing through the kitchen, Rey slipped through the secret exit and reached the inside of the passageway he had used as an entrance. Still underneath the large residence, just before leaving the narrow tunnel, he stopped and with wide eyes observed the unusual event.

It was no longer snowing as before. The temperature was not low, nor did the ground feel damp, but thousands of glowing dots floated suspended over the place. The atmosphere was warm. Perhaps a product of the floating glowing ashes that were extinguished before reaching the ground. The ground was covered in gray, black, red and yellow.

Rey stretched out his hand, caught one of the floating sparks and thus felt, for the first time, the respective pain of a burn. The problem was not his body. His body could withstand such pain, but the book he carried under his arm might not. Among the general knowledge he had, he remembered reading that paper and fire didn't get along very well, and water didn't help either.

"The environment is very problematic. It's divided into six states. Three and three. Under life are light, fire, and water. Under death are drought, cold, and darkness. Life on one side, death on the other. But I can't wait any longer..."

Suddenly, amidst the rain of embers, a creature floated through the sky as if swimming along the bottom of the sea. Burning blankets spread all over the place. In none of the books he had read was there any information on how to deal with those carpets of smoke and flames.