Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 457 The Temptress

Rufus’ POV:

Sylvia put her hand in my hair and tugged, forcing me to sit right in front of her plump bre@sts. Her smooth, pink nipple brushed past the tip of my nose and then brushed against my cheek. I couldn’t stand it anymore and opened my mouth and put the whole nipple inside, biting at its tip gently.

“This side, too…” Sylvia shifted slightly to feed the other nipple into my mouth, and I obed*iently licked and s*cked at the two of them evenly.

Sylvia let out a small gasp and began to thrust her @ssout subconsciously. My huge manhood that pressed against her belly quickly grew bigger and bigger. I couldn’t wait to break through the cage and put my c*ck inside her b*ody.

The slight friction could not bring me enough ple@sure. I couldn’t help but grab her @ssand bark, “Take your jeans off.”

Sylvia blushed. Although she was holding the reins just now, she obed*iently raised her b*ttocks, pressing her bre@sts into my face even more. “Do you want to help me take a bath?”

“Okay, I’ll help you.” I reached up and cupped her plump bre@sts in my hand, rubbing her nipples hard. When I was about to explore her most intimate area, she suddenly stopped me.

She sat up and moved backward, with her hands behind her back. The pink nipples like two little cherries stood straight up. She stuck out her lower lip and shook her head. “No. I’ll help you get clean first.”

Her soft fingertips swept over me

ple@sure and felt my desire reaching its peak.

with every movement. She didn’t stop what she was doing. She splashed water on me, “cleaned” me, and her fingertips would

was such a

Blue veins stood out on my forehead. “Honey, give

gently touched the corner of my mouth, and she moved her head slightly for her warm

I immediately turned over and pressed her under my b*ody. Very soon, I pulled

touched the entrance of her p*ssy and found it was

urgency, her fingernails digging into my skin.

tongue hard. Then I inserted my index finger into her p*ssy, thrusting it in and out slowly. The squishy sounds of her liquid told me that she was

said breathlessly. She brought her legs together, rubbing the tip of my swollen p*nis

dotingly and happily obliged. I pulled out my finger, parted her legs, and rubbed my p*nis against the entrance of her p*ssy. Before she could react, I suddenly thrust my

shoulders, as if she was grasping at the last plank

p*nis desperately. I gasped and

arching her back to receive me

“Okay.”