[Quest Complete]

Chapter 80 - [Quest Complete]

Nancy’s hand stayed locked around the thick base of Mike’s cock like she never planned to let go. Her fingers dug in hard, the skin of her palm hot and damp against him. She squeezed until the heavy shaft felt even fuller in her grip.

Her tongue hung out past her open lips, wet and shiny, while she panted in short, rough breaths. Every exhale made the tip of her tongue bounce a little. The long hard cock in her fist kept swelling. Dark veins rose under the tight skin, standing out clear and thick against the pressure of her fingers. She could feel every slow pulse pushing against her palm.

Mike’s chest rose and fell faster. A low moan dragged out of his throat, rough and deep. “I can’t wait any longer.”

Nancy started to stroke him. Steady up-and-down pulls, slow enough that her fist dragged the skin with it. She moved from the very base all the way up until her thumb brushed the ridge under the head, then slid back down again.

The motion was even and firm. Her wrist stayed loose, but her fingers never eased their hold. Each stroke made the cock twitch harder in her hand. She leaned in close, and her breath hit the swollen head first, warm and wet. Then she gave one long slow lick right across the top. Her tongue flattened wide and dragged from one side to the other, leaving a thick trail of spit. The wet contact made Mike’s hips jerk up off the mattress. The sudden move almost pulled the cock free of her fist, but she held on tighter.

A clear bead of pre-cum welled up at the tip, shiny and thick. It sat there for a second before Nancy’s tongue flicked out and licked it clean away. The salty taste spread across her mouth. She swallowed once and then settled in for real. One hand stayed clamped hard around the shaft, holding it steady and pointing straight up.

Her other hand rested on his hip for balance. Her tongue went to work over the sensitive head. She drew tight little circles right over the most sensitive spot, pressing firm enough that the skin shifted under her tongue. Then she switched to long flat strokes that ran from the underside all the way over the top and down the other side. Every pass left the head wetter and hotter. Spit dripped down the shaft and over her knuckles. She kept the rhythm steady, never rushing, just working the head over and over while her fist stayed locked at the base.

The pressure felt so good it hit Mike like a sudden shock through his whole body. A sharp cramp locked deep in his hamstring. The muscle seized hard and tight as his leg jerked sideways against the mattress, the foot kicking once before the pain locked it in place.

Painful moans mixed with the deeper sounds of pure pleasure left his mouth in rough, broken bursts. His teeth clenched, fingers dug into the sheets and leg kept twitching under the cramp, trying to pull away.

Nancy paid no attention to the movement. She never even looked up, simply shifted her body lower between his thighs. Both hands left the cock for a second and wrapped around the thick muscle of his legs. She pinned the jerking thighs flat to the bed, pressing down hard with her full weight.

The cramping leg stopped moving under her hold. Then she opened her mouth wide and took the whole cock in one smooth motion. Her lips stretched tight around the thick base. The head pushed past her tongue and deeper until it filled her throat. She held there for a long second, lips sealed tight, spit running down his balls, the entire length buried inside her mouth.

She began to suck in earnest. Her lips sealed tight around the thick base and dragged all the way up to the tip in one long wet stroke. Then she pushed back down again, taking him deep, her tongue pressed hard against the underside the whole time, sliding and rubbing as her mouth moved.

Every pass coated him in more spit. The wet heat wrapped around Mike’s cock from root to head and stayed there. His whole focus locked onto that single feeling—the tight seal of her lips, the soft wet push of her tongue, the way her throat opened a little more each time she went down.

The sharp cramp in his leg faded into the background. All he could hear now were the loud wet sounds of her mouth working him over. Thick sucking noises filled the quiet hospital room—sloppy, wet, and steady sucking. He lay back against the thin mattress and let every second sink in. His eyes closed; his breath came slow and deep.

Nancy did not slow down and moved faster and faster. Wet sucking noises grew louder, the kind of sound that echoed off the bare walls. Saliva poured down the shaft in shiny trails as it coated every inch of him and dripped off the base onto her fingers. Thick strands of spit stretched between her lips and his cock every time she pulled up.

Her cheeks hollowed with each strong suck, but still she kept the rhythm going without pause.

After about two minutes, the ache in her jaw started to build. The muscle along the side of her face burned and her pace eased a little. She began to lift her head, trying to ease the strain.

Mike’s hand shot out fast. The IV line in his arm stretched tight against the tape on his skin, but he ignored the sharp pull. Both hands locked around her head and his fingers dug into her hair to hold her firmly in place.

Then he thrust upward hard into her mouth. The thick head of his cock slammed against the back of her throat. The soft skin of her neck bulged slightly outward with every upward drive. He kept pumping, short, rough thrusts that forced her down onto him again and again.

A full minute passed like that.

The wet sounds turned deeper and wetter. Spit ran down her chin and onto his balls. Mike’s body finally locked tight from head to toe. Every muscle went rigid. He came hard, shooting deep into her mouth in thick, heavy pulses. Nancy could not pull away or spit. He held her there with both hands, the head of his cock pushed past the point where she could do anything except swallow.

She worked her throat in steady gulps and took every pulse of cum. Hot thick ropes kept flooding her mouth. She swallowed them one after another until the last twitch faded.

A bright blue screen flashed hard in front of Mike’s eyes.

[DING!]

[Quest Complete]

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