The Heart System Chapter 491

Kayla eased herself backward, her gaze dropping to the mess draped across us—the slick foam, the overflowing fluids, and the state of my exhausted physique. A soft, breathless laugh escaped her lips.

"I warned you... I wouldn't take it easy," she panted. "Oh... wow. Damn... my ass is legitimately sore now."

The chamber hung heavy with the aroma of sex and perspiration, the atmosphere vibrating from the labored breathing of the seven maids. Kayla remained trembling atop my lap, her skin glowing a deep, feverish crimson.

"Bend forward, right there, Kayla," Tessa commanded, her tone cutting through the haze with a sharp, authoritative edge.

Kayla obeyed without hesitation. Realigning her weight, she turned so her heavy, sweat-drenched breasts faced me. She leaned over, planting both palms firmly upon the velvet arms of my chair. The angle offered an absolutely legendary view. Every detail was visible: the elegant curve of her spine, sweat droplets tracing lines down her ribs, and most significantly, the sight of Tessa moving in behind her.

Dropping to her knees on the carpet, Tessa stared at the wreckage of Kayla’s backside with dark, predatory eyes. My semen still overflowed, a viscous white lather coating the puckered entrance and trickling down Kayla’s inner thighs. Without pausing, Tessa leaned forward. She began to feast, her tongue circling in broad, greedy sweeps to capture every lingering drop of my release.

A long, broken moan escaped Kayla as her head tilted back and her eyes fluttered shut, hit by the sensation of Tessa’s tongue against her sensitive nerves. The friction from Tessa’s mouth, combined with the residual heat of our encounter, clearly pushed her to the precipice once more.

"Fuck... Tessa... that’s... oh god," Kayla gasped, her voice reduced to a shattered whisper.

Then, Kayla leaned toward me. Her fingers wrapped around my throbbing, foam-coated length to steady it, guiding the head into her mouth. She began to suck with rhythmic intensity, her cheeks hollowing as she generated a powerful vacuum, her tongue working in perfect synchronization with the pace Tessa established behind her.

The spectacle was utterly insane. I sat at the eye of a tempest of lust. Directly in front, Kayla bobbed her head with desperate, ravenous energy, her breasts swaying with every twitch. Beneath and behind her, Tessa remained buried in Kayla’s rear, the wet, slurping sounds of my essence being consumed filling the room. Tessa let out a deep, muffled groan of her own, clearly relishing the taste of her treat as she cleaned Kayla’s entrance with an untiring, swirling tongue.

"Witness them," Nala murmured, her voice thick with awe as she and the other girls gathered around the chair. "It is like a masterpiece."

"Tessa truly is a glutton for this," Jasmine chimed in, resting a hand upon the chair back to observe the dual assault.

My knuckles turned white as I gripped the armrests, battling the urge to reach my peak again. The sensation was mind-blowing—the wet warmth of Kayla’s mouth on my cock combined with the awareness that Tessa was worshiping my aftermath only inches away. With every deep flick of Tessa’s tongue, I felt Kayla’s throat constrict around me in a sympathetic pulse.

The sequence continued for what felt like an age, a fever dream of lace, fluid, and spent desire. Finally, Tessa withdrew with a heavy, wet pop. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she looked up at me with a triumphant, wicked smirk, her lips glistening.

Smack!

Tessa delivered a stinging slap to Kayla’s backside, the sound ringing out like a gunshot. "Move aside, darling. You've had your share of the fun."

With a reluctant sigh, Kayla pulled away, her eyes dazed as she shifted aside to regain her breath. Tessa rose to her feet, her violet maid uniform slightly disheveled, her gaze locked onto mine with a challenge that set my blood on fire.

"Now it is my turn, Cowboy," Tessa whispered, her voice a sultry, commanding purr. "Lie down on the bed. I intend to ride you until your own name escapes your memory."

No second invitation was needed. I stood on wobbly legs, my cock remaining hard and twitching, ignoring the immense release Kayla had just coaxed from me. I approached the master bed and stretched out upon the silk sheets, my arms thrown wide.

Tessa climbed onto the bed, crawling across me. She hovered briefly, her scent—a blend of expensive perfume—filling my senses. Rather than facing me, she turned, presenting her shapely rear before lowering herself slowly onto my prick.

I slid into her cunt with a heavy, wet squelch. The warmth was immediate and overwhelming. Even after everything, she remained so tight and prepared that a long, ragged moan tore from my chest. I was buried to the hilt, my cock pulsing against her internal walls as she settled her weight onto my lap.

"There he is," Tessa gasped, arching her back as she adapted to the stretch. "Still hard. Still ready for more. You truly are a monster, Evan."

Tessa didn't lose a moment once she felt me fully seated within her. Gripping my knees for leverage, her back arched into a beautiful tension, she began to drive herself upward. The wet slap of her flesh against my thighs echoed throughout the room.

"God, you remain so thick," Tessa breathed, her head tossing from side to side. "How is it possible you stay this hard after what Kayla did?"

"I’m just beginning, Tess," I managed to grit out, my hands sliding up the silk of her ribs to cup her breasts.

She began to jump, her movements both frantic and athletic. Rather than merely sliding, she launched herself upward until I nearly broke contact, only to slam back down with force enough to make the mattress groan. Every time she bottomed out, the breath was knocked from my lungs. Her internal muscles acted like a velvet vice, milking me with every stroke. The friction built into a white-hot blur, the feeling of her slick, tight walls wrapping around me sending my toes curling into the bedding.

"Look at him," Nala whispered from the bedside, her dark eyes tracing the way Tessa bounced. "He handles it as if it were nothing."