The Rise Of The White Lotus - Chapter 623

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. NOT RECOMMENDED FOR 17 YEARS OLD AND BELOW. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

Morris slurped her sweet nectar. As he did so, she could not help but gasp for her breath, holding his head as she closed her eyes. With every motion of his tongue, Churu gritted her teeth as her legs wrapped around his head.

“Ahh…” Another m.o.a.n escaped her lips, her back arched back as she unconsciously pushed him deeper when his tongue penetrated her. However, the level of ecstasy that would blow her mind made her gasp for more.

His tongue moved in a circular motion, stimulating her enlarged c.l.i.t. While he did, he instinctively thought of putting his middle finger inside her. Thus, he did. As soon as he did, Churu m.o.a.n.e.d loudly.

Churu covered her lips, her cheeks fl.u.s.tered by the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of his tongue and finger playing around her private part. The corner of her eyes teared up as all the heat she was releasing on her lower region built up to her face.

She could feel her insides clench his finger as it moved inside and out. Slowly, while his hands were busy, Morris drew away. His thumb c.a.r.e.s.sed her c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s gently, multitasking as he watched her expression.

Her expression sent millions of emotions in his heart down to his hard manhood. Although she laid there *ss n.a.k.e.d, reacting to his stimulation l.e.w.dly, his heart felt content that he could satisfy her. When their eyes met, Morris instantly read the pool of emotions in her eyes.Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click <a href=”#%E2%80%99ve-starved-me-enough.-**_49491682688819637″>#%E2%80%99ve-starved-me-enough.-**_49491682688819637</a> for visiting.

She wanted him. She was reaching her limits and wanted to eat. Should he give it to her? However, he wanted to watch her more closely, see that pair of ardent eyes long for him. Perhaps, he was truly a bad person for having such a kink, but he enjoyed the sight of her being desperate for him.

Slowly, Morris leaned down — continuing to extract her love nectars that gradually heated up — while kissing her left b.r.e.a.s.t. ‘I also want you now.’ He whispered internally, knowing she would understand his thoughts through his kisses. ‘However, I haven’t had enough.’ He added, l.i.c.k.i.n.g the side of her bosom that had a mixed of sweat: some hers, some his..

“Ahh…!” Soon, Churu squealed as she reached her climax. “No..!” She tried to stop it, but her lady friend down there began to contract. Her body instinctively twitched as her legs suddenly closed in. She suddenly placed her hand over his that was trapped between her legs.

“It’s okay, it’s okay…” He whispered, showering her sweaty neck with some more kisses. Her heavy breaths touched his shoulders, her c.h.e.s.t moving in an upward and downward motion as she panted for air.

Carefully, when her built up tension was releasing, her legs wobbled as they spread ever so slowly. That granted him to pull out his finger from her. “Gosh…” Out of breath, Churu muttered as Morris stopped nibbling on her n.i.p.p.l.e and stood up.

He gazed down at her finger and, without a second thought, s.u.c.k.e.d them one by one as her love nectars were his nutrition too. Perhaps, that was what he wanted to believe, but he felt that it gave him more energy.

He could last longer with an overflowing man’s tears to fill her. Moreover, not that her liquid white golds weren’t tasty. It actually tastes sweet, sweeter than honey syrup. So, he wasn’t l.i.c.k.i.n.g her v.a.g.i.n.a.l juices just to arouse her, but he liked the taste.

When Churu recovered, Morris stroked her t.h.i.g.hs, smiling playfully. “Feels good?” He asked, beaming her a knowing look.

Churu didn’t deny her feelings as she nodded her head. “Yes,” She had stabilized her breathing as her body cooled down to her relief. However, the next second, Morris grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down to the edge of the table.

“But, Al, we’re not done yet.” He teased, leaning down until his nose brushed against hers.

That instant, Churu snapped from her daze as she felt his manhood rub against her. “Wait!” She pressed her fist against his c.h.e.s.t, staring at him in the eye, She pursed her lips, gulping as she pushed him lightly.

Morris, although puzzled, let her push him until he stood straight while she sat upright. He watched her clear her throat. Her cheeks were still a little pinkish, but obviously returning to their normal color as she released her body heat which he lapped up.

“Hmm?” While he waited for her words, Morris tilted his head to the side.

Shortly after, Churu raised her head, her eyes glinted with firm resolve which surprised him a little. “I’ve reached my limit!” She announced, suddenly pushing him by the shoulder.

Although she didn’t use force, Morris found himself falling down as if he lost all his strength and gravity. He saw her snap her finger, causing the chair to move on its own as it caught him. In a split second, Morris found himself sitting with his back against the backrest of the chair.

That same time, his remaining strength returned. “Huh?” He blinked his eyes. Yet, as soon as he opened his eyes, Churu pounced on him.

She sat on his l.a.p, her legs resting on both sides, leaving a space for his phallus underneath his pants. “You’ve starved me long enough.” Her voice, although the same, now bore danger as the glint of her silver eyes threatened him.

“Mhmm,” Still, Morris managed to stay calm as he had lost the power at this moment. She’s the one in control of the situation now. So, it was up to her what she wanted next. Either way, he knew he would enjoy it.

“You can…” The rest of his words were lost even before he could utter them as she leaned in for a kiss. “Mhmm!” He grunted, as she forced her tongue inside his mouth. His hand held her arched back while her soft pair of front buns pressed against his firm c.h.e.s.t.

This time, Churu was the one who parted from his lips first as she nibbled on his earlobe. “Hope you’ll last.” She whispered in his ear, the side of her lips curled into smirk. She then began lining kisses on his neck down to his c.h.e.s.t.

She tiptoed, crawling back from his l.a.p. Morris couldn’t help but tilt his head back, feeling her mouth’s journey on his body… going further down to his rod that she suddenly c.a.r.e.s.sed. “Al…” He m.o.a.n.e.d out her name along with his deep breaths, stroking her head as she slowly removed his pants.