The Heart System Chapter 489

The other girls were far from idle. Nala and Jasmine flanked the chair, their hands beginning to explore my chest and shoulders. Nala leaned in close, her heavy breasts grazing my face, while the intoxicating fragrance of her skin made me dizzy. Seizing my hand, she pressed it against her inner thigh, steering my fingers toward her own intimate warmth.

Mendy remained on the bedside, her eyes wide as she observed the intensity of the scene. Tessa glanced at her, a mischievous glint shining in her eyes.

"Mendy! Stop being so shy," Tessa ordered, gesturing toward my lap. "Move down there and show him you belong to this team. Suck his balls while he's preoccupied with Minne. Come on, girl."

Mendy paused for only a split second before sliding off the mattress to land on her knees between my legs. Her hands trembled as she reached out, her fingertips brushing the base of my cock where it was buried deep within Minne. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick my balls with a frantic, bashful energy.

"That’s it, Mendy... just like that," I groaned, my head falling back against the chair as the dual sensation of Minne’s tight embrace and Mendy’s warm mouth pushed me to the brink.

The room filled with a symphony of wet, rhythmic sounds—the slapping of skin against Minne’s body, the squelching of Mendy’s tongue, and the heavy, synchronized breathing of seven women. Minne began to lose control, her head tossing back and forth as I drove into her. Her hands gripped my forearms, her nails biting into my skin as she reached her limit.

"Master... oh god... UGH...!" she cried out, her voice high and splintered.

I didn't slow my pace. Instead, I pressed her further, my thrusts becoming shorter and more powerful. I could sense the internal tension in her body reaching an explosive peak. Her pussy began to spasm, the walls clenching around me with a strength that felt almost agonizing.

"Take it, Minne! Cum for me!" I growled.

She shattered. Her body went completely rigid in my hold, her back arching so forcefully that her chest pushed forward. A long, trembling scream erupted from her throat as she descended into a full-body convulsion, her release flooding my cock and soaking into the upholstery. She rode that wave for a long, grueling minute, her moans dissolving into ragged, breathless sobs as she abandoned herself to the pleasure.

I maintained my pace through her climax, savoring how her body clung to mine. Even after her tremors began to wane, I kept up the high-intensity rhythm, my cock remaining rigid and pulsing within her.

Kayla continued to shake her hips before me, her movements even more frenzied now that she realized how close we were. Tessa continued massaging her cheeks, her face flushed with a dark, vicarious thrill.

"Look at her," Tessa whispered, her gaze fixed on Minne’s undone expression. "You really did it, Evan. You've broken the head maid."

I surveyed the room—a sea of lace, stockings, and beautiful, hungry women. The night had only just begun, and I possessed plenty of strength left for the others.

I observed Kayla’s performance with predatory desire, my pulse echoing in my ears. The way her muscles flexed beneath that skimpy apron was a display of pure, unadulterated friction.

"With a dance like that," I rasped, my voice thick with desire, "Kayla has certainly earned her spot. Come here."

Minne was still trembling, her legs turned to jelly. She slid from my lap with a wet, heavy sound, her knees landing softly on the carpet. She remained there, slumped against the chair, her chest heaving as she fought to regain her breath. Mendy didn't skip a beat; she stayed right where she was between my legs, her tongue continuing its relentless, swirling dance against my balls, her eyes looking up at me with newfound craving.

Kayla stepped forward, her confident stride causing her hips to sway with lethal grace. She stopped inches from my knees, peering down at my throbbing length with a wicked smirk.

"I won’t make this easy for you, Evan," she promised, her voice dropping into a sultry, challenging purr. "I hope there is still some stamina left in you."

"Try me," I challenged, leaning back and gripping the armrests.

Kayla didn't hesitate. She turned her back to me, her sculpted, massive rear mere inches from my face. Reaching behind her, she wrapped her fingers around my shaft to guide me. Instead of aiming for her pussy, she dragged the head of my cock upward, rubbing it slowly against the tight, puckered entrance of her asshole.

I wasn't inside yet, but the friction against that forbidden heat made my vision swim. Kayla let out a sharp, jagged hiss, reaching down to spit into her palm. She rubbed the moisture over herself, attempting to prepare the gate, but it clearly wasn't enough.

Tessa noticed the struggle and stepped in with a devious grin. Leaning down, her hair falling over Kayla’s lower back, she began to lick her asshole with wide, wet strokes. The sight of Tessa’s tongue working to open Kayla up was enough to make my cock twitch violently.

While Tessa worked, she glanced down and realized Mendy was playing with herself while simultaneously sucking me, her fingers lost in her own dripping folds. Tessa’s smirk widened. She reached down, grabbing Mendy by the legs and pulling them apart. Mendy stopped sucking, letting out a startled moan as Tessa used two fingers to scoop up a heavy handful of the juices overflowing from Mendy’s pussy.

Tessa stood up and smeared the slick, warm nectar all over Kayla’s rear, coating the entrance until it glistened under the lights.

"There," Tessa whispered, her voice heavy with malice. "She is properly lubricated with Mendy’s desperation. It’s ready for you now, Master. Drive it home."