The Virgin
Author's POV
“Ah Samantha, your naked appearance is so charming. Let me kiss your whole body, let me fill you... "Brent said passionately.
He eagerly kissed Samantha, a naturally beautiful girl with big watery eyes, long hair draped over her shoulders, and a slender figure.
Brent kissed Samantha's neck from the mouth, her half moon shaped birthmark adding a touch of charm and mystery to her. Brent sucked heavily, licking back and forth, God, he desperately wanted to mark her, wanting every inch of her to belong to him.
“Brent, dear, give me more, "Samantha called out softly. Her slender and pure white hands caressed Brent's back up and down, constantly teasing Brent like magic. The desire swelled to the limit, and Brent's mouth came to Samantha's chest.
“Dear, don't hurry, let me taste your little cherry. "Brent licked Samantha's left n****e and grabbed her right breast with his other hand. Every touch made Samantha even wetter.
“Dear, let me greet all your friends. "Samantha's hands swam from Brent's chest to his crotch, feeling his massive and hard p***s. She just wanted to forcefully thrust it into her small hole, allowing the big bird to feel the endless warmth of the bird's nest.
“Come on baby, big d**k wants your regards, "Brent lifted his body, grabbed her head, and fiercely thrust his p***s into Samantha's mouth.
“Oh damn it! Baby, your mouth is the best c**k container in the world. Come on, b***h, use your flexible tongue and beautiful throat to make me climax. ”Samantha's hands were pulling her p***s up and down, her mouth shouting Brent's glans, her tongue sucking and licking the c**k up and down, left and right.
“Oh my god, my goodness! Sweetheart, you're so great, do this way. Hold my c**k, little brat, hurry up a little bit, ah ah ah. " Brent grabbed Samantha's hair, making the big c**k penetrate the woman's throat every time.
Samantha's hands began to caress herself, imagining this giant creature sliding into her little hole, imagining every rampage, her v****a contracting and secreting more love fluid, Mouth kept moaning.
Brent pulled out his big guy, “Come on baby, open your legs and let my c**k enter your wet valley, little b***h. Are you ready to welcome Dad's love? "Brent said, inserting his incredibly hard p***s into Samantha's already wet v****a.
“Oh Brent! f**k me! Please f**k me! Fill my little hole with your hot semen, ah ah ah! Hurry up! Hurry up”
“Call me Master! Little b***h! "Brent straightened up and lifted one of the woman's legs onto his shoulder, allowing him to penetrate Samantha's body deeper.
“Ohh Master! It's too deep! Ah! I can't take it anymore, you've hit my uterus! Ah! I can't take it anymore, " Samantha exclaimed passionately, her fair face turning red with the accumulation of pleasure, making her even more charming and delicious under the moonlight.
“Sweetheart, c*m with me, "Brent growled hoarsely in the woman's ear, launching the final sprint.
“Ah ah ah! Master, I have a feeling, that's it! Hurry up! Faster!!! "Brent accelerated his sprint, and the bed made a loud creaking sound under their rhythm. Finally," Ah " both sighed with satisfaction. Brent's hot semen filled the woman's semen and kept flowing out of her body with the woman's movements.
Samantha slowly dipped her finger into the white liquid flowing out of her v****a, placed her finger on her mouth, and looked at Brent while sticking out her tongue to lick it off.
“Baby! You're so coquettish, I'm tough again, let's continue fighting! "He was about to return to the woman when Samantha turned around and picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground,
“Don't forget Brent, I said this is the last time. If you can't kick the habit of cheating, then touch your p***s in your fantasy" the woman said and pushed the door out.
Brent narrowed his narrow eyes in thought, as the only son of Alpha Wilhelmina, the Blood Moon pack, Brent has been enjoying a life of being surrounded by stars and moon. He has enjoyed all the constantly approaching buttocks of the pack, treating all women as playthings and only put an eye on Samantha.
She is the youngest daughter of Alpha Lance, the leader of the pack. Lance has three sons, but he always wanted a daughter. Finally, with persistent begging, the Moon Goddess brought them a beautiful daughter. It can be imagined that Samantha is very favored, and the Blood Moon Clan also has a saying, The man who gets Samantha can inherit the position of alpha as the main steward, which undoubtedly attracts all Beta to be tempted.
The sexy Brent undoubtedly caught Samantha's attention. At the Blood Moon Clan meeting, Brent's protruding Adam's apple, narrow and seductive eyes, wide chest, and faintly large c**k all made Samantha extremely hungry. Finally, the two of them met in a cup at the Blood Moon Club and logically got what they wanted from each other.
After she was gone, Samantha called for her maid to come here and take away her dirty clothes, when in came a woman with her head down, who even in her baggy, obviously ill-fitting clothes, couldn't hide her perfect curves and snow-white skin, and as she bent down to pick up Samantha's clothes, she revealed her nice, firm ass, and Brent felt his big, soft c**k rise up again! ,
"What is your name? "
“My master, my name is Grace." the woman said in a thin soft voice that trembled, as she turned around Brent got a good look at her proper face, it was a very pretty woman, the lines of her face were soft and delicate, her delicate skin seemed to be clean as if it was snow white jade. Her cheeks were slightly pink, as if they were cherry blossoms in their first bloom, adding a delicate touch to her.
Brent remembered her. He had met Grace, at that time she was released from Samantha's long confinement, and when she was released she was filthy because she hadn't bathed for a long time. A slender maid who always lowered her head and had long hair draped over her face, making it difficult for people to see her face clearly.
She seemed to have been dirty for a long time, and her hands were always covered with wounds. As soon as people approached, she would tremble.
Last time this poor dirty thing accidentally hit his corner while turning, he wanted to get angry, but when he saw her knocking to the ground and trembling all over, he didn't know why that he planned to bypass her once and just asked her name,
My master, I am, I am Grace, please forgive me.” which is the same answer and tone as now.
Looking at her pitifully, he suddenly thought:
“I wonder what it feels like for this poor little thing to tremble under me.”