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Chapter 19 by Ylad Ylad

Does he like what he feels?

He loves every inch of it

Ash marveled at the feel of the massive cock in his hands, the thick pulsing veins, the hefty weight of it, the sheer virility of the monster he was handling was readily apparent and he loved it. Eagerly running his hands up and down it, savoring the radiating heat and the way it twitched in response to each of his movements. The fact that he could barely make his dainty fingers touch when wrapped around it seemed actually absurd, causing him once again to question just how huge this thing was? Was there a way that he would even be able to take this inside him?

"Ohhh... I knew you'd like it." Ana moaned at the sensation of his hands wrapped around her cock.

"I love it..." Ash had responded before he even knew what he was saying, the words spilling instinctively from his mouth.

"You've never had a cock like this before have you?"

Ash could only shake his head in response, too dumbstruck to say anything more.

"I'm a big girl, you may want to get it nice and lubed up."

"Ummm, I have some..." Ash choked up midway in his sentence, his face flushing bright red, the idea that he would offer up lubrication seeming all the more shameful.

"What's that darling?" Ana chuckled, clearly noticing his embarrassment. "If you want something you're going to have to speak up."

"Lube..." Ash finally managed to say the words, his cheeks burning red hot with self-consciousness. "I have some, in my room."

"Well what are you waiting for then?"

Sad to have to take his hands off of the cock in front of him, Ash stands up and heads to his room, Ana giving his plump ass a parting slap the surprise of which almost sends him tumbling back to the floor. Closing the door behind him and finally able to catch his breath, his heart felt like it was beating out of his chest, he wanted to stand here and recover before heading back out but far more pressing than that was the need to get his hands back around the cock waiting for him. He finds the bottle of lube he had used earlier, trying his best not to notice the dildo sat on his desk, still soaked with lube from earlier and definitely trying not to notice just how much smaller it was in comparison to the example awaiting him outside.

"I was worried you weren't coming back." Ana said as he walked back into the room, his hands clutched around the bottle of lube as if they were a lifeline. "Now, get back to it."

The commanding tone to her voice left no room for him to disobey, not that he wanted to anyway. He quickly got back onto his knees, hefting up the bottle and pouring the slick clear liquid onto the tip of her cock, before getting to work rubbing it up and down the length. Ash's mouth had fallen open, his lips parted in absent concentration as his slender fingers worked to massage the slippery liquid over the sizable cock, spreading it as much as possible, his hands pushing and pulling the skin with each kneading movement.

"Mmmmm, you're a natural baby." Ana let out a satisfied groan as he worked away at her cock, her words spurring him on. Ash loved the effect he was having on her, each dragging movement of his fingers eliciting a soft moan or the way when he twisted them just right it would result in a breathless exhalation, the idea that he was the reason for such strong reactions gave him a heady sense of satisfaction.

Ana's cock was amazing, any time he looked down from her face masked in pleasure back to the mighty bitch breaker his brain blanked out. Each time he saw the impressive mast he could barely think about anything besides what it would feel like stuffed inside him, what that throbbing heat would feel like buried deep in his insides. Or perhaps what it would feel like crammed down his throat, cutting off his oxygen supply as Ana used his throat as little more than a sheath for extracting an orgasm.

"Your hands feel great, but what I really wanna feel is that ass of yours." Ana's words snapped him out of his reverie, one powerful hand of hers coming down to cup his face and stop his worshipful movements. "How about I get you nice and ready to take me?"

How does she get him ready?

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