The Heart System Chapter 748

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Previously on The Heart System...
After purchasing a sword with his Dungeon Coins, the protagonist leaves the shop and finds himself back in his car. He heads to Luna's apartment, where he is greeted by Carrie, who is provocatively dressed. Luna is apparently preparing for anal sex with an enema, and Carrie joins the protagonist on the couch, showing off her body.

My hand slid down to one of her slightly saggy but incredibly soft tits. I grabbed it roughly, my fingers sinking deep into the heavy, warm flesh. Her large, dark areola felt perfect under my palm as I squeezed and kneaded the heavy breast. I yanked it upward hard, watching it stretch and bounce back.

"So fucking good," I groaned.

"Ah..." Carrie moaned softly, her breath catching.

"Talked to Tom again?" I asked, still playing with her tit.

She shook her head.

"Well, don’t talk to him before asking me, okay? I don’t want that good-for-nothing bothering you."

"But..."

"But what?"

Carrie kept her neutral expression for a moment, then simply shook her head. "Nothing."

"Good girl."

I continued playing with her tits, groping and squeezing them possessively, occasionally pinching her stiff nipples. Then I gave her left tit a firm smack, watching it jiggle.

"Get up. Stand in front of me."

Carrie stood up immediately. I leaned back on the couch, looking her over.

"Bend over."

She turned around and bent forward at the waist, presenting herself to me. The babydoll rode up completely, giving me an amazing view. I leaned in and grabbed her fat, juicy ass with both hands, squeezing the soft, heavy cheeks hard. I spread them wide, staring at her tight little asshole and her already-wet pussy lips peeking out from beneath the lingerie.

"I don’t wanna wait for that whore to finish her business," I said, voice thick with lust. "Get naked. I’ll fuck you until she’s done."

"Okay," Carrie replied softly.

She straightened up and slowly peeled the babydoll off her body. The sheer fabric slid down her curves, revealing her full, heavy tits with those big, dark areolas, her soft tummy, wide hips, and that massive, jiggly ass. She stepped out of the garter belt last, leaving herself completely naked for me... thick, soft, and incredibly fuckable.

I removed my pants quickly, spreading my legs wide on the couch. My cock was rock-hard and throbbing, already leaking precum as I looked at her.

I gave her fat ass a hard, loud slap, watching the heavy cheek ripple and jiggle beautifully. "Make it jiggle for me like a good bitch."

Carrie immediately started shaking her ass, bouncing and twerking it for me. The soft, heavy flesh clapped and wobbled hypnotically, the movement sending waves through her thick cheeks.

"There it is," I groaned, leaning back on the couch to enjoy the view. "Look at that fat ass."

I watched intently as she kept shaking it, the way her asscheeks moved and clapped together was mesmerizing.

"You should be embarrassed," I said, voice low and teasing, "twerking like a whore for the man who put your stupid stepson in jail."

Carrie didn’t answer. She just kept twerking, lowering herself more, her massive ass getting closer and closer until her soft, warm cheeks started brushing and slapping against my throbbing cock.

She began grinding back against me, sliding her fat ass up and down along my shaft, smothering it between her cheeks. The feeling was incredible, soft, warm, heavy flesh rubbing and pressing against my dick, her wetness starting to coat me as she moved.

I smacked her ass a couple more times, watching it bounce and ripple with each impact, leaving faint red handprints on her pale skin.

"Enough," I finally said, breathing heavier. "Now suck my dick."

Carrie turned around obediently and knelt between my spread legs. She leaned in, her warm breath ghosting over my cock before she took me into her mouth. She started slowly, sucking just the head at first, her tongue swirling around it.

I moaned deeply and leaned my head back against the couch. "Feels so fucking good..."

Fuck she was good.

"You’re such an experienced slut," I groaned. "You give your husband blowjobs like this?"

She pulled off my cock for a moment, shaking her head silently, then dove back down, taking me deeper. I rested my hand on the back of her head, guiding her gently as she sucked me properly, bobbing her head, licking along the base, and even sucking on my balls with wet, obscene sounds.

"Fuck, that’s it... just like that," I praised, my fingers tightening in her hair. "You’re such a good little cocksucker. Look at you, on your knees worshipping the dick that owns you now. Your husband could never get head like this, could he? That’s why you’re here, dripping wet while sucking me off behind his back."

Carrie moaned around my cock, sucking harder, her tongue working every inch as saliva dripped down my shaft.

Carrie kept sucking eagerly, her head bobbing faster as she took more of my cock into her warm, wet mouth. The wet, slurping sounds filled the luxurious living room.

"Fuck yes, keep sucking it just like that," I groaned. "You’re such a pathetic little cocksucker. Getting off on serving the man who ruined your family."

I suddenly pushed her head down hard, forcing my cock all the way to the hilt. Her throat convulsed around me as she gagged.

I lifted her head up briefly, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my cock, and spat directly onto her face. The thick glob landed on her cheek. Then I shoved her head back down, burying myself deep again.

"Just like that, yeah. Get it all in, you dirty whore."

The obscene, gagging, slurping sounds grew louder as she struggled to take me.

Then I heard a door opening from the corridor.

Luna stepped out, still wet from the bath, droplets of water glistening on her skin. She was wearing only a loose tank top that barely covered her tits, her bottom completely naked, shaved pussy on full display.

"You’re finally here," I said, still holding Carrie’s head down on my cock as she gagged. "I got bored, so I started without you."

Luna didn’t say a word. She disappeared back into the corridor for a second, then returned with her phone. She hit record and started filming Carrie choking on my dick.

"Recording, huh?" I smirked.

"So I can masturbate to it later," Luna replied casually.

"Right. You only get off on fucked up shit."

She nodded without hesitation. "Yes."

I went harder, pushing Carrie’s head all the way down again until her nose pressed against my pelvis. Luna stepped closer, getting a tight close-up shot of Carrie’s throat bulging around my cock.

"Go deeper," Luna urged, voice low and excited. "Go until she passes out."