Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 33

Lisa, who kissed Irene's sex-sobbing voice, teased Irene's waist even more harshly. Rough like the ferocious movement of a racehorse made Irene forget how to breathe.

In the midst of the intense love affair, Irene was pushed all the way to the end of her bed. Lisa was firmly supporting Irene's bent waist as she was falling back, but the fear that she was about to fall at any moment surged, and her tangled hands and thighs tightened.

Irene desperately clung on to Lisa and buried her face in the nape of Lisa's neck.

"Ha- I think I'm going to fall."

"Then hold on tighter."

Having said that, Lisa pressed down on Irene's ass and raise her pelvis to meet Irene at the same time. Irene's eyesight became dizzy so she closed her eyes until they opened in surprise from a feeling of pressure that had come from deeper than ever before.

"I wish master would always hang on to me like this. Wanting and looking only at me."

Because Lisa didn't want to drop the body she was firmly attached to, Lisa moved only the pelvis slowly and showing her obsession and possessiveness, engraved herself inside. Irene watched with admiration as Lisa skillfully dug into her.

As Irene looked into Lisa's mad yellow eyes, she could clearly see it. Until now, Irene had been quietly holding unto the leash that Lisa had given her, but it was all initiated by Lisa. This docile, obedient beast has never been under her control.

"If I could, I would do anything."

'Anything?'

As soon as she heard Lisa's dark voice, something flashed through Irene's head. If she now lifted her head and whispered to this bright yellow beast ear, it was clear that Lisa would gladly place her stepmother's neck into Irene's hand. Perhaps the task would be arduous, but oddly enough, she didn't think it would be impossible for Lisa.

"Tell me anything. Master, okay?"

As if Lisa had noticed Irene's thoughts, her seductive voice rang low, thick with temptation. As Lisa waited for her answer, Lisa had stopped beating her back. Lisa's eyes glowed eerily. Irene's mouth went dry.

'Did Lisa know? No, there's no way Lisa didn't know.'

It was because Lisa had always silently comforted her when Irene felt the day was too hard to bear and had often talked about her stepmother, which she couldn't tell anyone. She liked Lisa, who is stained with the same emotions as her, and Irene feeling so comfortable would even bring her old memories of her that she had previously forgotten, and vent about the tiniest grievances she had with her. Of course with a bit of exaggeration.

Irene licked her lips a few times without a sound. Lisa's gaze went up and down steeply. Irene bit her lower lip and said:

"Then. Now move properly. Fuck me deeply."

The bright yellow eyes that gleamed with a ferocious light fluttered uncontrollably and loosened, helpless against her. At the end of Lisa's sweet smile, her jaw started to tense up again.

"Anytime."

Lisa's back moved beastly, teasing Irene as she hugged her tightly. Grabbing Irene's asscheeks, Lisa lifted the vaginal mouth until it reached the tip of her penis and slammed down on it. Naturally tears welled up and Irene moaned.

"Deep... ... . Ugnnh. Too deep."

"Hold on a little, just a little bit more. Be patient."

Irene hugged Lisa even more tightly at the unstoppable momentum. The faster the sound of her screaming, the stronger the provocation. As Irene slammed down, hitting exactly where she feels the most in her depths, she reached a climax, and the sound of the water flowing grew louder and louder.

"Un, Ha. Enough, now uhhnn, enough."

"Haa... ... . I'm cumming......"

In the end, Irene, driven to her limit, bit Lisa's shoulder hard. Just before Irene's begging and moaning body collapsed, Lisa halted and her hard body briefly convulsed as Lisa hugged her tightly. Burying herself in the deepest part of Irene's womb and pouring out thick semen, Lisa kept kissing her all over.

"Haa... ... . master... ... ."

Even after shaking her buttocks and squeezing herself all the way to the end, Lisa did not pull herself out. Lisa buried her face in Irene's chest and called out to Irene with a growl. Even though Irene is full of the smell of sweat, Lisa took a deep breath of it, buried in Irene's body and closed her eyes as if she was savoring a pleasant scent.

Irene didn't even have the strength to lift her hand. Her inner walls were still trembling, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her eyelids. She could feel who-knows-whom's liquid dripping through their loosened connection, but Irene didn't care. It wouldn't be surprising if she fainted like this right now.

Lisa, who had been holding Irene for a while, gently laid her down and laid facing her while maintaining their interlocking union, smiled lowly as she arranged Irene's messy hair. Irene gasped and pushed Lisa's thick chest away.

"I can't do it anymore. Take this out."

"Sleep. I won't do more. I want to stay like this a little longer."

Irene closed her eyes, trying to ignore Lisa, who was dug deeper. She had no strength left to argue.