Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 725: Jill Gags on Young Master’s Cock

The moment her tongue touched the sensitive head, my hips jerked upward on instinct, trying to push more of my cock into the wet heat of her mouth.

Jill immediately pulled back, both hands pressing firmly against my thighs to pin them down. Her voice was soft but firm, still carrying that tired, faintly scolding tone.

"No... Young Master... you can’t do that... it’s very rude..."

I looked up at her with an innocent, almost sheepish expression, still playing the inexperienced virgin who couldn’t fully control his body.

"I’m sorry... It’s just... it’s just... when your tongue touched... I felt an itch in my whole cock... wanting to push it in... I’ve never... I’ve never felt anything like that before..."

Jill stared down at me for a second, then let out another soft, exhausted little chuckle. The teasing glint returned to her tired eyes. Without another word, she leaned back in, this time far more deliberately.

Her tongue dragged slowly from the base of my cock all the way up to the tip, leaving a shiny trail of saliva. She swirled it around the flushed head in slow, filthy circles, tasting the leftover mix of her own cum and mine.

Then she opened her mouth wider and sank down, taking the first few thick inches between her soft lips with a wet, obscene .

I groaned the moment the tight, hot suction wrapped around me, voice already shaking with fake innocence.

"Aaah... fuck... Jill... your mouth... it’s so soft... so warm... is this... is this what a mouth feels like...? I’ve never... I’ve never had anyone do this before..."

Jill didn’t stop. She bobbed her head in a steady, practiced rhythm, lips stretched tight around my cock, tongue pressing and sliding along the underside.

Every time she went down, a wet, filthy sound filled the room — the soft of her throat accepting more of me, the wet of saliva and leftover cum being pushed around my cock. Strings of spit connected her lips to my cock every time she pulled up.

I kept talking between broken groans, sounding completely overwhelmed.

"It’s so tight... the way your lips are stretched around me... and your tongue... it’s moving... It’s licking me while you suck... aaah... I can feel every little movement... I’ve never felt anything this good... is it supposed to feel this good...?"

I quietly used my mind-reading ability again.

Jill suddenly pushed further down. The thick head of my cock nudged against the entrance of her throat. She relaxed and sank deeper, taking more than half of me in one smooth motion. Her throat fluttered around the tip with a wet, muffled . Spit spilled from the corners of her mouth and ran down my cock in thick strands.

I gasped loudly, hips twitching hard against her hands even though she held me down.

"Aaah... wait... Jill... that’s... that’s so deep... I can feel your throat... it’s squeezing me... I’ve never... I’ve never gone this deep inside anyone’s mouth before... it feels like you’re swallowing me..."

She pulled back with a long, wet , leaving my cock shiny and dripping, then looked up at me through half-lidded eyes while she stroked the slick length with one hand.

"See, Young Master... if you stay still... it feels even better..."

I stared down at her with wide, innocent eyes, still panting.

"I... I’m trying to stay still... but it feels too good... every time you suck it gets harder... I can feel it throbbing against your tongue... I’ve never had a girl put her mouth on me like this... I didn’t know it could feel this wet... this hot..."

She leaned in again and started sucking in earnest — faster, wetter, filthier. Her head bobbed with clear intent, cheeks hollowed, throat working around me every few strokes.

The wet sounds grew louder and more obscene: . Every time she took me deep, her nose nearly touched my stomach. Every time she pulled up, a thick rope of spit stretched between her lips and my cock before breaking.

I kept moaning and talking through it like a complete virgin losing his mind.

"Aaah... Jill... your mouth is so greedy... It’s sucking so hard... I can hear how wet it is... every time you go down it makes that sound... gluck... gluck... I’ve never heard anything so dirty... and it feels even better than it sounds... fuck... I think I’m going to go crazy..."

Her thoughts stayed just as mischievous.

Jill suddenly took me all the way to the root in one filthy motion, burying her nose against my stomach. Her throat convulsed around the full length of my cock with a deep, wet .

She held it there, swallowing repeatedly around me, the tight muscles massaging every inch while spit poured down my balls.

I cried out, voice high and broken with fake innocence.

"Aaah—! Jill... wait... that’s all of it... you’re taking everything... your throat is so tight... it’s squeezing me from every side... I’ve never felt anything like this... I didn’t know a girl’s throat could feel this good... aaah... I can feel you swallowing around me... It’s too much..."

She pulled off with a long, filthy , a thick string of saliva connecting her swollen lips to the tip of my cock. She stroked me slowly, spreading the spit and leftover cum all over the cock, and gave me another tired, teasing smile.

"Still so hard... Young Master really can’t control himself, can he...?"

I looked at her with wide, dazed eyes, still breathing hard.

"I... I can’t help it... every time you put your mouth on me it gets harder... It’s like your tongue and your lips are teaching my cock something new..."

"I’ve never had anyone suck me before... I didn’t know it would feel this wet... this tight... this good... I keep wanting to push deeper even when I try not to..."

Then she sank back down and continued the messy, slutty blowjob without mercy — wet, deep, and full of filthy sounds. Her head bobbed faster, throat taking me deeper with every stroke, spit flying and dripping down my cock and balls. The wet filled the room without pause.