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Chapter 371 by MrLarsBar MrLarsBar

Aaron didn't like the attention that came with being rich. He found it unnecessary. Arms behind his head, legs spread on the bed, and giant cock pointing to the ceiling, he waited. Due to his gifts, it was hard not to be horny twenty-four-seven. His balls were always, always full and the size of grapefruits, ripe to be unleashed.

One of the promises he made to Cassandra was to vacation around the world. Right now, the children were too young to be taken so it was just the two of them in Montego Bay, Jamaica.

Aaron and Cassandra, like always.

The warm Jamaican breeze rustled through the open balcony doors of their luxurious suite, but Aaron Reigner was oblivious to the tropical surroundings.

He cared only for that door. Cassandra said she had a surprise prepared for him. He was ready for it.

Belt of condoms around her waist. Nude. Boobs jiggling from each step.

“Hi.”

Cassandra Cain entered.

Aaron Reigner lay on a nice, big bed with a throbbing cock

“Hi.”

They were gifted the entirety of the top floor. Why not use it to the fullest?

“Blowjob delivery service,” Cassandra joked. “Are you ready to last?”

That was the goal today: last more than a minute. Cassandra claimed to have a new ace up her sleeve.

“Each condom is a chance.” Cassandra crawled onto the bed, all seductive and smiley. “Think you can do it?”

“Ten condoms, hm? Let’s give it a go.”

With that , she engulfed the head of his cock with her lips. Aaron’s back arched involuntarily, his hips thrusting upwards in an attempt to bury himself deeper. Cassandra held him and his cock there by grippin the base. Her mouth was warm and wet, sucking lightly as she worked magic with her tongue.

Then the real magic began. She deepthroated. She went all the way down—schliiick—and her nose was pressed to his pelvis. Her eyes still on him. Always him. Only him.

His balls. While deepthroating, she lapped at his balls.

This wasn’t new. Lady Shiva once did this. But Cassandra…

“F-fuck! You’re doing it better!”

Cassandra didn’t know he was talking about her mother. He thought this was compared to her previous performance. She got excited. Her tongue lapped at his balls faster.

Then she went back to the tip and slobbered all over it. Saliva was dripping in heaps, travelling to his balls and the base.

Aaron groaned, his hands clenching the sheets as he fought to maintain composure. Every flick of her tongue, every twist of her head sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him. He could feel the pressure building, his orgasm looming closer with each passing second.

‘I-is it a coincidence that both mother and daughter slobber over my balls? Or is it a genetically shared kink?’

Cassandra heard her man moaning and grunting, and then went into attack mode on his hypersensitive glans without letting up. That was how you use vocal cues to give a man the most intense release possible.

That was how Aaron came for the first time.

Smirking, she lifted herself off of his cock and entrapped it in a condom. Juts of cum spurted out. The condom shifted with every massive burst of cum. But it handled his climax. It did not break.

Toyman’s condoms were no joke. A giant balloon of his cum hung at the tip. Aaron stared at the condom, only for Cassandra to take it off, tie it up, and place it beside her.

“One.”

He failed to last a minute. He hardly lasted twenty.

Attempt number two:

“F-fuuuuck!”

Deepthroat and balls-lapping. The combo was too OP.

Aaron steeled himself, focusing all his willpower on delaying the inevitable. But Cassandra was relentless. She took him deep again, her throat muscles contracting rhythmically around his shaft. Aaron’s vision blurred, his resistance crumbling under the onslaught of sensations. Her nose pressed into his pubic bone, her lips kissing his balls, her tongue flicking and probing relentlessly.

There…

There just wasn't a second to relax.

He couldn’t fucking last thirty seconds!

He came inside and she took it all down with a condom.

Only for her to go hop back onto his dick and keep sucking and kissing to make him climax again.

“C-cumming!”

She busted both of the brother's nuts. Both balls were churning and spewing out. It wasn’t over either. Ten. He had ten chances and Cassandra Cain did not stop. She wanted another immediately. A third.

Time seemed to stretch and distort. Aaron’s mind filled with white noise, a cacophony of moans and gasps echoing in his ears. He lost track of how long he lasted, if it was seconds or minutes. All he knew was the exquisite torture of Cassandra’s mouth, the undeniable power she held over him.

Suddenly, with a strangled cry, Aaron’s control shattered. He exploded into her mouth, his cock pulsing violently as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over him. Cassandra’s throat worked tirelessly, swallowing every drop with practiced ease. Her muffled groans of approval only amplified his pleasure, driving him to the brink and beyond.

As the last tremors of his orgasm subsided, Cassandra released him with a satisfied sigh. She sat back on her heels, a triumphant glint in her eyes. "Ten seconds," she said, her voice thick with satisfaction. "Fifth time.”

Aaron lay panting, sweat glistening on his brow. He tried to speak, to protest, but no words came. All he could do was stare at her, dazed and defeated. Cassandra traced a finger along his softening cock, her touch both tender and mocking.

"Think you can last longer next time?" she teased.

Cassandra leaned forward and she took the head of his cock into her mouth. Aaron groaned, the sensation immediate and electric. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive tip, coating it with saliva that glistened in the low light. She worked her way down, inch by torturous inch, until his entire length was buried in her throat.

"Fuck..." Aaron muttered, his voice strained. "You're... incredible."

Cassandra hummed in response, the vibrations adding another layer of sensation to the already overwhelming experience. She pulled back slightly, just enough to free his cock from her throat, but not enough to let him catch his breath. Her tongue flicked out, licking the underside of his shaft from base to tip, before she dove back down, taking him fully into her throat once more.

Aaron's mind raced, trying to distract himself from the relentless pleasure. But even those thoughts were quickly overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through his body. Every movement of her tongue, every pulse of her throat, drove him closer and closer to a premature ejaculation.

He felt her hand slide down to cup his balls, gently massaging them as she continued her assault on his dick. Her fingers traced lazy circles around the sensitive sack, adding yet another layer to the sensory overload.

‘A-almost forty seconds…I'm... so close.’

Cassandra's eyes gleamed with triumph. She increased the tempo, her throat working in perfect sync with her hand. She could feel the tension building in his body, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed with each thrust of her mouth. She knew he was close, and she intended to push him over the edge.

With one final, powerful motion, she took him as deep as she could, her throat muscles spasming around him as she milked him for all he was worth. Aaron's world exploded in a burst of white-hot pleasure, his cock twitching violently as he came with an animalistic growl.

"Fuuuuck!" Aaron roared, his body convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over him. He could feel his cum shooting down Cassandra's throat, the sensation so intense it bordered on painful. His vision blurred, his mind a haze of raw, untamed lust.

Only when he finally began to come down did Cassandra release him, her lips sliding off his softening cock with a wet pop. She looked up at him, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Forty-seven seconds," she purred.

Cassandra had surpassed her mother.

Aaron failed to last a minute six times in a row. Aaron failed miserably.

“If you like it sloppy and deep…” Cassandra smiled cutely. “I'm your girl.”

So what? This was his girl.

Aaron laughed. Without shame, he admitted, “I admit it. With you I'm a quickshot. I'm a premature ejaculator. For you, I just…! Nnngh!”

Climax number seven cumming right up!

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