Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 651 Strong

Luis seized her ample, juicy breasts with both hands, eagerly licking and sucking her pink nipples while panting with excitement. "Damn, still comparing at a time like this? Watch how I fuck you to death in a little while."

"How can it be so thick... so long..."

"We're not even at the bottom yet!!"

As he reached about seventy percent depth, the tip of his cock pressed firmly against her cervix.

Chloe shivered, pressing both hands onto Luis's shoulders, and whined in a soft, coquettish tone, "So annoying... my boyfriend has never gone that deep before."

Then, clenching her silver-white teeth, she sank down with a lewd, enticing motion. Luis and she cried out hysterically together.

The head of his cock pierced through her cervix's barrier, invading her untouched womb for the first time. It buried fully to the hilt inside her, sending her lustful, wanton body into uncontrollable shudders.

With her legs wrapped around him like old tree roots, she twisted her seductive body fiercely and achieved her first orgasm.

Chloe's face showed utter satisfaction, wearing the ecstatic expression of a complete slut. Bedding such a fierce, uninhibited woman proved incredibly thrilling.

Luis licked his lips and drew her out of the car. Broad daylight in the wilderness heightened the excitement of the scene.

Though not as tall as Nancy, her flight attendant training kept her figure stunning as long as she maintained it.

He spread her pale, long, slim legs and bent her over the engine hood. Gripping her waist, Luis pounded from behind while she moaned blissfully, relishing her body's captivating charm once more.

The intense rear-entry pounding drove Chloe wild, her cries ringing through the woods and making even Luis tense up a bit.

After thrusting for some time and watching her climax again, he dragged her back inside the car, leaving the rear door flung wide.

She knelt on the seat, her pert little ass raised high outside. Her T-back's thin strap was drenched in her juices.

He nudged it aside gently, then plunged into her again, savoring the exquisite feel of this novel, gorgeous body.

The car shook violently in place for more than half an hour. When the fierce rocking ceased, the window lowered, releasing the aroma of their passionate union into the air.

Post-sex, Luis lit a cigarette and gazed smugly down at the utterly spent Chloe.

She'd lost track of her orgasms—five or six at least. The relentless peaks had almost broken her mind.

Sex had never felt this ferocious to her; she'd never met a man so powerful. This impulsive encounter shattered all her prior beliefs.

Reduced to a submissive female animal, she'd been brutally dominated and fully subdued.

Toward the finish, to avoid mishaps, Luis hauled her upright and forced her head to his groin, thrusting straight into her small mouth.

"No..."

With no prior experience of swallowing cum, she whimpered faintly. She didn't fight back but clearly lacked skill in pleasing him.

This thrilled Luis greatly—it was typical of women like her.

They boasted smooth skin and hot figures, strutting proud and arrogant like peacocks. Even seeking a sugar daddy, they teased and made him pursue.

In romance, they always reveled passively, and in bed, it was no different. Playing coy was their specialty.

For oral or a mouthful of cum, you first shelled out for jewelry, bags, and gifts to delight them.

No perks, no perks in return. It was practically their shared weakness.

Luis refused to indulge such games. He clutched her head and rammed her mouth relentlessly, unhesitating despite her inexperience with facials.

"Swallow it!"

She visibly recoiled at the semen's taste, yet after his rough command, she gulped it down obediently.

"Now lick it clean for me."

Luis rasped, puffing his after-sex cigarette. Chloe dutifully took his slick cock—fresh from her depths—into her mouth and sucked it spotless.

After cleaning up, Luis drove down the mountain. She lounged in the back, adjusting her outfit and fixing her disheveled hair.

Her eyes gleamed with seductive silkiness as she cleared her throat and murmured, "You bastard. You seem so gentle, but you fuck like a savage beast."

"But it felt pretty good, hehe. To be your wife, you'd need a really strong body..."

Gazing upon this slut, satisfaction gleamed from every contour of her face, betraying a subtle masochistic flair. She truly relished his roughness, which struck him as utterly preposterous.

After that bout of friendship sex, Luis felt immensely gratified as well. He ferried her back to the Store, where she planted a parting kiss on him. Naturally, Luis remembered to wire her two thousand dollars.

Chloe accepted it with delight and quipped, "Come find me anytime you want from now on. You don't have to pay me anymore, just as long as you don't ask me to pay you for the hard work."

Luis couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry. He had to concede that this untamed woman was surprisingly charming.

He made it back to Bathek City near five o'clock, pulling up at Blanche's neighborhood entrance to collect his darling little sister-in-law.

Amid the blistering summer heat, her school uniform lent her an innocent, enchanting allure. That voluptuous, heaving bust remained her most captivating asset.

Her gorgeous locks were gathered into a petite ponytail, lending her a cheeky, endearing charm. Her dainty, jade-like feet slipped into purple sandals, irresistible from any perspective.

No sooner had she climbed into the car than her petite nose wrinkled, her pinkish brows creasing in puzzlement.

Luis fondled her silky thigh while flashing a lustful smirk, "Sweetheart, how did you convince Avery to stay home today?"

Leah's face turned crimson as she responded, "What do you mean, convince? Her mom said they were having dinner with relatives tonight."

The instant she learned her little cousin was visiting, an urge to bolt home surged within her. This reaction plainly validated the System's precise evaluation.

Deep down, the one his little sister-in-law craved to approach most was her gentle, delicate, haughty, and spirited little cousin.

In fact, since Ariana's clash with that Ojhaka, her true nature shone through—she wasn't nearly as prim as her facade suggested. She embodied the vibe of a feisty village ruffian.

Her aunt Eloise had often recounted how she scrapped endlessly as a child, and even now in middle school, she still thrashes boys using a broom.

Given his little cousin's diminutive, slender frame and her meek, pristine demeanor, Luis had dismissed the tales at first. Yet now, it was evident one shouldn't judge by outward appearances.

For one, his little sister-in-law's behavior indicated she'd likely been subdued and wouldn't dare cross her.

With today being Saturday, Ariana surely wouldn't linger at home meekly. Word was, school dismissal sent her scampering all over, seldom returning home.

She'd only lately grown out her hair to length. Back with her short bob, peers mocked her as a tomboy—a savage monkey fiercer than any boy.

Last week, staff shortages forced her to the Teahouse for help. These days, the shifts flowed without a hitch.

Fearing she'd wander off, though, aunt Eloise summoned her regardless. Luis had messaged earlier to inquire, finding her miserably pouring tea and water at the Teahouse.

Chiefly, her mom offered no pay, while both aunt and mom enforced strict orders in tandem. Friendless in the city with no destinations in mind, her frustration boiled over.

"Alright, alright. Then today, your brother-in-law will take you girls out for some fun, okay?"

As he navigated the car, Luis's hand shamelessly glided over her supple, ivory thigh.