Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 18

Irene's jaw didn't know how to open anymore because she was still sore from yesterday. If she overdid it with such a big thing and push it, she thought her jaw would be separated from her head.

'Please be satisfied with this.'

With an earnest heart, Irene licked Lisa's tip to her roots. Every time her tongue slipped, a heavy club slid down her face. Contrary to appearances, every time the soft chunk of flesh brushed Irene's cheek, a creepy and obscene breathing was heard softly.

Determined, Irene rubbed her face on Lisa's cock. Her convex forehead, round nose touched the hard pillar and Lisa's struggling breath intensified every time Irene's soft lips brushed against her erection.

'Is it okay if I do this?'

The red-hot spear began to flinch as if it was on the verge of an explosion. The sour liquid Irene tasted yesterday began to form droplets at the end of the shaking hole.

Irene carefully put the soft weapon in her mouth. When she opened her mouth just a little so that her jaw didn't hurt and rolled her tongue over the tip inside her mouth, a suppressed moan burst out.

"Haa. Master."

Irene's buttocks, which had been trembling slowly as her entrance opened and closed, suddenly plunged on to Lisa's face. Lisa began rubbing her face impatiently under Irene like a cute puppy. Irene could feel Lisa's straight nose between her wet, squishy, thin fabric.

"Ha... Oh... Ha...."

All her nerves were focused on what Lisa was doing to her beneath and made her shiver. Lisa grabbed Irene's asscheeks strongly and pulled her down when trying to escape from her strange mood. The part against Lisa's nose grew wetter, liquid flowing vigorously as if it were ripe.

Irene diligently moved her head, forgetting that her jaw hurt. Her hair shook up and down. As she moved diligently with her hands holding the blanket on her solid thighs, Lisa's low growling groan grew louder.

"Haa, haaa....... Master."

Perhaps because of the enclosed space under the blanket, Irene was covered in Lisa's masculine scent. The smell of Lisa's sweat was overlaid on the grass's aroma. The mix of musky and fresh scent slacken Irene's eyes. Irene blamed the wine she drank earlier while enjoying this bizarre intoxication that made her pour down below.

"It smells delicious here."

Lisa brought out her cheeky tongue and licked Irene's thigh. Lisa clenched Irene's butt when she jumped in surprise, holding her down while under her.

When Lisa kneaded her round asscheeks with both of her hands and pushed up against her flesh covered in white fabric, Irene's clit naturally sat on Lisa's lips. Lisa gently put the wet material in her mouth and rolled her tongue over its taste, speaking in a ravenous tone,

"I want to devour it. Please let me eat, master."

Irene nodded as if she were possessed by her earnest pleading. Her ruined underwear was ripped off instantly and Lisa's heated breathing submerged Irene's secret place.

Lisa's hot tongue made a squeaky noise and moved along Irene's vertical line. Lisa clasped Irene and used her thumbs to spread Irene's exposed areas apart and stuck her tongue up and brushed it against her. She put Irene's most sensitive part in her mouth and smacked it with her tongue. When Irene poured out her erotic liquid, Lisa drank it sweetly as if it were her life's water.

"Hgn, Ahh, huuu."

"Give me more, master. I still don't have enough."

If Irene's spring slowed down even a little, Lisa's harsh reproach was to caress Irene's vagina relentlessly with her thick and long fingers. Irene couldn't think of anything because her mind was so soft and blank as if it had melted. She was drunk with lust, her eyes hazy as she continued to suck on what she put in her mouth. Even then, she had been pulled up on Lisa's face so she could barely lick Lisa's cock.

"Uhnn... Annn....."

Lisa sucked Irene even more intensely. Irene's whole body felt like it was going to be sucked in, but a strong quake pierced through her.

"Aahhhh..."

The sensation of pain or pleasure promptly led Irene to ruin. Amongst the peak that seemed to never end, Irene quivered. Her vaginal mouth kept trembling without ceasing.

Irene drooped and lay leaning against Lisa's thigh. She didn't even have the strength to squat down no matter who saw it or not. The tingling of her fingertips, toes, spread and seemed to soften her body.

Irene closed her eyes slowly and opened them. Her heart was desperate to sleep like this.

"Lisa... I don't have any strength in my body."

At the sound of her fragile voice Lisa jumped up and sat up to look at Irene. Irene rolled up the blanket that hid her face, put it beneath her head and lay flat on her back.

"So, you put it in."

Irene closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Even when she closed her eyes, the back of her eyelids looked red under the sun that she felt acutely. The scent of grass floating like a cloud passed pleasantly. A rustling breeze gently swept down Irene's wet hair. Oddly for her, this moment tickled her heart, and she could only describe it as peaceful.

"Gag!"

Gently squeezing in between her open lips and Lisa's organ filled in instantly. Irene was suffocating by her movements to covet deeper places while piercing her throat.

As she grew in size, she slapped Irene's throat relentlessly.

"Master... I think I'm going to die."

At her growl, Irene struggled. It was Irene who was about to die. Lisa did not budge even if she pushed her hand against her thigh full of strength. As it was, Irene was locked up in Lisa's body. In an instant, shadows fell, the sky and earth wobbled, and no sound was heard.

"Ha... Master."

Lisa's thigh muscles, which was so tight Irene could not pinch off any flesh no matter how hard she grabbed, twitched violently. It looked like Lisa was about to burst at any moment.

Fastened to Irene, Lisa's body shook as if she were convulsing. At the same time, her lumpy semen poured into Irene's mouth.

Even though it was no longer painful, Lisa did not stop. She continued moving, slowly raising, and lowering her twitching ass, exhaling a rough, deep breath.