It Seems Like The Infamous Trash Can is Right Here! - Chapter 205
The sensation of becoming completely one with Lionel brought an indescribably immense rush of pleasure.
Only after swallowing his glans the size of a child’s fist and taking in more than half of the thick s***t, its veins bulging hard, did I brace my hands against Lionel’s chest and lift my upper body.
I felt my thighs, strained and holding me up, trembling all over.
It was absolutely not because I was already exhausted.
It was just that unlike before, when I only had to let Lionel’s strong arms hold me and move me however he pleased, I now had to feel him filling me tight, pushing up inside me, with my own upright body.
I had always thought he was overwhelmingly big, but today it felt even more so.
Keeping strength in my thighs so my body would not be strained, I slowly took him in, and still I could not understand why it seemed endless. It felt like my insides were already full.
“Hhh, ugh…”
After groaning through lifting my hips slightly then lowering them again, over and over, I somehow managed to take him all the way to the base.
How incredibly strong must Lionel be, to push something this huge all the way inside me with just a few thrusts?
Just from fully taking him in, sweat soaked my skin and my chemise clung annoyingly to my body.
Proud of myself for accomplishing it, I lifted my head. And when my eyes met Lionel’s, a sudden sensation seized me, as if someone had clamped a fist tight around my heart.
His gaze, fixed on me with the back of his hand covering his mouth, was as wild and relentless as that of a beast whose arousal had reached its limit.
Lionel had not laid a single finger on me. Even so, with how he stared as if not wanting to waste even the blink of an eye, it felt like he was licking and stroking every inch of my body.
Just that made my inner flesh clench tight and a rush of arousal spilled out from deep inside.
Meeting his gaze, I moved my hands.
Because even a thin layer of cloth offered some semblance of modesty, I had left the chemise on until now, but I undid its buttons one by one. After loosening the ribbon at my waist as well, I tore the garment off in a single motion.
Now there was not a scrap of fabric left on his body or mine.
Then, lifting and lowering my knees until his length came partially into view, I slowly rolled my hips and waist.
“Ah, nn…”
Even though my movements were nothing compared to the strength and pace with which Lionel usually devoured me, I could tell he was deeply aroused.
The same was true for me.
Lionel’s furrowed brow, his rough breaths, the rise and fall of his chest as it swelled and sank, the way his s***t twitched inside me while dripping precum as if he had already climaxed, all of it wrapped me in a scorching heat.
“So good…”
In the midst of movements far from skilled, whenever the rounded tip of his s***t struck exactly where I felt it most, my vision blanched in a dizzying flash.
Each time I swayed, he flinched as if wanting to catch me, yet forced himself not to. Instead, he stroked my trembling thighs gently. It must have meant to keep going just a bit more.
“Hhhngh, ugh… nghh…”
As my movements grew more natural and my excitement mounted, the pace of my hips grew faster.
A thin trickle of wetness seeped out again and again, and the place where we were joined was already dripping. Each time I lifted my hips, our skin met and parted with a wet smack.
My sensitive insides were mercilessly pressed and crushed by the hard s***t. My inner flesh clenched tight again and again on its own, sucking eagerly around Lionel.
At some point, thigh training or anything else ceased to matter as I moved my hips wildly and rubbed down against him. Even that alone pushed the pleasure far past its limit.
It built up and built up until before long it burst huge inside me.
“Hhii…!”
This time my body truly reeled, and Lionel sat up and quickly wrapped his arm around my waist to steady me.
“You did well. This is enough for today.”
