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Vareck sucked greedily, nibbling and biting the hardened nipple, sending electric shocks through Léana's body, while his hand caressed her other breast, pinching the nipple with exquisite cruelty. He alternated, inflicting the same delicious torture on the other breast — sucking, biting, licking — until Léana was trembling all over. Then he pulled back slightly, laid her down on the bed with an authoritative gesture, and began kneading her breasts with savage hunger. He squeezed them firmly, molding them like warm dough, pinching the reddened nipples between his fingers until she reached another orgasm. Her body convulsed, her empty pussy pulsing and dripping.
Vareck then stood up and removed all his clothes in one fluid motion, revealing his hard, veined cock, standing erect like a spear ready for conquest. Léana watched him with half-lidded eyes full of desire, instinctively spreading her legs, anticipating what was coming, her gaping, wet pussy calling to him.
Yet Vareck did nothing. He simply stroked his swollen shaft, his hand sliding along the hard length, foreskin pulled back, beads of precum glistening at the tip. This frustrated Léana to no end. She writhed on the bed, unable to stay still, her body on fire.
Léana, in a pleading voice: "Vareck, please…"
Vareck, with a devilish smile: "Please what?"
Léana whimpered, desperately pushing her pussy toward him, but Vareck pulled away, torturing her with his absence.
Léana: "Vareck…" she said, frustrated and irritated, her voice rising into a plaintive moan.
Vareck: "That's not how this works. If you want something, say it clearly."
Léana, flushed with shame, murmured in a weak, begging voice: "I want you to make love to me…"
Vareck: "What? I didn't hear you."
Léana, rolling her eyes in exasperation: "I want you to make love to me!"
Vareck: "No… Still not quite there, but you're getting close."
Léana, unable to take it anymore, exploded: "I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME! I WANT YOU TO MAKE ME FORGET EVERYTHING TONIGHT!"
Vareck smiled, satisfied. "There we go. That wasn't so hard." With those words, he slid a finger back inside her, deep, feeling her walls clench around him.
Léana: "Aaah… No… I don't want… your finger, I want… your…" She was cut off as Vareck placed his free hand over her mouth.
Vareck: "Shhh, don't worry. I'm just getting you nice and wet… Then I'll fill you up," he said, speeding up his rhythm, his fingers plunging into her soaked pussy.
Léana: "Aaah… Aaaah… Aaaah…" she moaned, her hips rising to meet his hand.
Vareck added a second finger, then a third, then a fourth, accelerating until she came again, her juices flooding his hand. He withdrew his fingers, watching them glisten with her release, while Léana panted, dazed.
Then Vareck positioned himself between her spread legs and thrust into her brutally, his thick cock stretching her tight walls.
Léana: "AAAAAAAHHHH!" she cried out at the sudden intrusion, a mix of pain and pure pleasure.
Vareck savored every sensation, her hot walls gripping him like a silk glove. He buried himself to the hilt, then pulled out completely, only to slam back in, repeating the deep, powerful strokes at a steady rhythm.
Vareck: "Fuck, I missed how your pussy feels… Still so tight."
Léana: "Mmm… Mmm… Ah…" she moaned under his assault, her body arching.
Vareck sped up, growling with pleasure, until he came deep inside her, triggering Léana's own orgasm. Their fluids mixed in a shared spasm. He pulled out, but Léana, breathless, turned onto her back, breathing raggedly, only to feel his hard cock pressing against her again.
Léana, panicked and panting: "What are you playing at?"
Vareck: "Let's just say I haven't had enough."
Léana: "You've got to be kidding me."