Princess Of The Insurgents - Chapter 60 She Opens Her Small Mouth.

“Oh, my God, your thing is way too big to fit through the gate of my little secret garden.”

Jane divided the car into two parts using separation, however, in addition to forgetting to remove the audio system, she didn’t think to disable the cameras in the back.

At the front of the car, Retiisi and Jack didn’t take their eyes off the screen on the dashboard. The live broadcast inspires them so much that the brave driver doesn’t notice the drool hanging from the corners of his lips.

“This Miss looks really young, but she knows how to manipulate a man to get her way.”

Jack commentary annoys Retiisi. The one who should be in the place of that big idiot in the back seat, is him. Why should he put up with a rival who just won points with the Princess, when he himself has lost some?

“Tsch, the Princess won’t go all the way. She may be a teaser, but she’s a virgin. I’ll bet my salary she’ll push your colleague away the moment he tries to approach her with his huge sex.”

Jack hears the frustrated driver’s vile words, but he doesn’t turn his head away from the show at hand.

“I don’t think so. Look at Miss Ryan’s eyes. They’re full of anticipation and lust. This Miss is looking forward to something and believe me, what she wants is certainly not to eat a pig’s hock. All right, I’ll take the wager and add a condition. Once at Springfield Airport, the loser will have to beg from the people in the boarding hall with a sign that says: Help a fool buy a brain.”

This Jack has a split personality. He seems extremely pleasant, helpful and professional in front of his Princess, yet Retiisi, who has a glimpse of the man’s true nature, is not fooled.

This muscle-bound bundle of muscle is really just a thug who takes pleasure in humiliating others. However, thug or not, does he think that a Hanuman like him will bow to a mere human.

“So prepare to humiliate yourself in public, Jack. Wait, what’s going on out front?”

In the back of the car, Jane bowed down after Ben asked her to suck his sex.
for visiting.

According to him, it would be a perfectly normal preparation between a man and a woman about to perform the sex act.

Jane doesn’t know if what her Professor says is true, but in order not to reveal her ignorance, she complies immediately.

However, in spite of all her good will to prepare herself to be penetrated, when she realizes that her little hand does not cover half the diameter of this inordinate thing, she whitens.

If only her abilities would allow her to reduce the size of this monster…

Carried away by her desire, Jane understands that she has been too greedy. A beginner like her must not aim too high, or else drama will ensue.

It doesn’t matter how big this sex is. Huge or tiny, she will swallow it to hide her ignorance.

Jane caresses Ben’s very long stem stretched to its limit. She brings her face close to this colossus that shouldn’t belong to a human being and when she is about to open her mouth, she changes her mind.

Jane squeezes Ben’s big cock in her hand, points it towards his lips, but she just puts a little kiss on his turgescent glans.

After taking off her mouth from Ben’s glans, Jane runs her little tongue over her lips to remove the clear liquid she took from the muscular man’s sex tip.

While the big hands of the body’s guard titillate her nipples, Jane classifies the liquid in the category: Food with mediocre taste.

To test her mouth capacity, Jane opens her. She tries to simulate oral penetration, but it’s not that easy to take the measurements.

And why does she have to suck this disgusting thing in the first place?

It’s not pretty. It’s not cute. It’s not appetizing.

Jane loves to eat, she loves meat, however, if she inadvertently bites into the sex of her lover of the day, he probably wouldn’t be very happy.

Too bad, she knows that the longer she waits, the greater her chances of revealing her secret.

Jane takes a deep breath through her nose. Courageously, she directs her face again towards the big thing with a small opening on top, then arriving right in front of that monster who seems to be smiling at her, she opens her small mouth.

“Wait for Miss Ryan. I love it when women lick my dick.”

Eh? So vulgar and… She finally gets up the courage to perform oral sex, and this jerk breaks her rhythm. Are there any men so stupid who take pleasure in interrupting women, just for they’re responding to their sudden urges?

“Shut up. You can’t imagine what mental torture I endured to gather enough courage to practice my first fellatio and you, in a few words, you have just dissipated all this preparation. Now, not another word. Just get hard and leave the rest to me.”

“As I suspected, you’re a virgin.”

“Oops! Ah, Virgin, I, no, no, that is to say. Actually, it’s a joke, I just wanted to see your reaction. Huhu, how naive of you to think that a beauty like me has never had a lover before. Me a virgin, pupupu, anything.”

Jane’s bad temper just betrayed her. Ben looks at her with a smirk on his face. That little victorious look from a more experienced man makes Jane grind her teeth.

“Don’t be defensive, Miss Ryan. Know that every man has a deep desire to deflower a virgin, so I thank you for the privilege.”

So men like virgins? This is a good thing for today, however, Jane is well aware that she will not regain her virginity. What a shame, a virginity regained after each sexual encounter would certainly stimulate her partners to come.

“Princess, I think we’re in trouble.”

Trouble? Wait a minute, how can that driver communicate with the back of the car?

Jane’s looking at the control panel. Her eyes round when she sees (audio on) and furious at the perverts who have been spying her deflowering in progress, she screams at them.

“Rettisi, Jack, soulless creatures, does it excite you to listen to me when all I want to do is discover the joys of life?”

Retiisi, who’s feeling a little guilty, doesn’t know how to answer.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Jack smiles nastily. He looks at the driver who is looking at the ground with the corner of his eye, and in an unfortunate tone of voice, he addresses Jane.

“Forgive me Miss Ryan, but I didn’t know how to cut the audio and video feedback. As your lecherous driver had cut off the audio transmission to the back of the car, I was unable to warn you. Miss Ryan, as a professional, I can state that you are the victim of a perverted man.”

The answer soon comes from behind, knocking out the crooked bodyguard.

“Forget it, I like it when men look at me. Next time, tell me so I can get pleasure out of it too.”