A Beautiful Luna After Rejection Chapter 112 - Another Orgasm

Chapter 112: Another Orgasm

Every wave of Michael’s pleasures seed precious and sweet after the unrequited ordeal. They quickly filled every vein in my body, carrying the pleasure to every nook and cranny of my body and eroding my will with ease.

I felt hot in my breath and an unmistakable itch in my lower body. Michael’s violent movents had inflad the mucous mbranes, making them crave deeper penetration.

Michael was still pushing hard, his soaked penis thrusting in and out relentlessly, its full tip pressing against my G-spot inside . Within a few rounds, I felt myself shudder again, and I was about to co again.

The rush of pleasure was so intense that it scared , and I pushed my hand against Michael’s chest, shivering. “No, it’s too much, Michael... ”

I wanted to close my legs, but because Michael’s waist was stuck between my legs, I couldn’t do anything. I could only kick in vain and let Michael thrust his penis into .

I seed to beco even wetter. The soft inner mbrane was repeatedly stimulated. The most sensitive part of my body was worn to the point of soreness. The rush of pleasure ca in waves. It continuously washed over my body and gradually accumulated to a point where my brain couldn’t process what was happening anymore.

As Michael pushed in forcefully, my sore walls were rubbed against again. The electric pleasure shot up to the top of my head. I let out a low, hoarse cry, and my sight blurred for a mont.

Then, I felt a heat in my lower body. A strange feeling ca from below.

Michael’s fingers were resting on my clitoris. He carelessly rubbed them twice. It was already crowded down there, and Michael’s movents were not gentle.

I let out a whimper. My eyes slowly focused and slowly t his gaze.

“Michael... ”

Michael looked down at . His mouth’s corners curled slightly as if he was smiling. “Another orgasm.”

“Don’t say it! Don’t say it... ” I said in a low voice, almost as if I was begging for rcy.

......

It was so much pleasure that it made panic.

I could even imagine what I looked like now. My breasts were red and swollen from being sucked by Michael. My waist was raised high, and my legs were spread out on Michael’s sides. I looked like I couldn’t be any more promiscuous.

I hurriedly sucked in oxygen from the air. Even my lower body shrank involuntarily. My inner wall was still squeezing his invasive genitalia. I heard Michael’s satisfied sigh. My actions seed to please him, making the presence of the hot flesh even more distinct. I could even feel every vein protruding from it.

Without giving ti to rest, my lower orifice was pushed open again.

Michael’s thick and bulging penis roughly pushed open the wet and soft walls, and with a ‘plop’, he suddenly drilled into the deepest part of my body.

“Ahhh!!!”

His scorching hot sex organ directly hit my G-spot. I let out an unguarded scream. In an instant, my eyes teared up.

The intense pain in my abdon made almost unable to breathe. My body twisted even more violently.

Following that, I was forcefully pressed down. It was obvious that Michael had lost his patience to continue the foreplay.

His brows were tightly knitted, and his eyes burned with a dark fire. He completely lost his usual noble prince appearance. He firmly pressed down on and fiercely shouted, “Don’t move!”

This fierce shout pierced through my eardrums. My entire body trembled, and I suddenly lost the strength to resist. I was a fish on Michael’s chopping board.

I could only watch helplessly as Michael’s penis casually entered and exited my body. There weren’t any fancy moves. It was just the simplest thrusting, but it brought about a warm current of desire that caused us to sink together.

The hot shaft pressed against the juicy wall of flesh, and every hit made a wet, slurping sound. The blood-filled walls and mucous mbranes continued to produce a rush of pleasure throughout my body.

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Michael pushed so deep with every thrust that I involuntarily straightened my legs, feeling as if he was going to f*ck his shaft straight into my womb.

I whimpered like a trapped animal under Michael.

I didn’t know how sl*tty I looked right now, but his movents beca more violent, and I couldn’t help but scream under him.

He didn’t hit at my G-spot every ti, but he made hard contact in that area every few tis, which made nervous and expectant for his next hit.

Suddenly, he hit hard twice on my clitoris.

The electric rush rushed up my spine, and I groaned in surprise. My expression was blank for a mont, and when I opened my mouth again, I was already sobbing. “No! Don’t do that.”

“Why not?” Michael asked as he looked down at my most intimate area. His handso face was also flushed with lust.

Michael was like an angel that had descended from the altar. He was noble and otherworldly yet tainted by the secular world.

At this mont, he stared into my eyes and said slowly, “Isn’t this what you want? What I’m doing is to satisfy you.”