Infinite Game - Star Chapter 132: Monica (2)

Chapter 132: Monica (2)

Rover swore that his question was only ant to heighten the stimulation for the upcoming pleasure.

"Wait! You said that..." Rover asked in confusion once again.

Monica nodded lightly, her cheeks flushed red as she stamred, "Occasionally... it still leaks a little. I also feel a bit strange about it. After all, I... have never been pregnant."

Rover: "..."

Although he had been living with Monica for quite a while, this was the first ti he had heard about it.

Previously, when he was with her, Selina or soone else was almost always present, so the opportunities to enjoy those large breasts were not many.

Now that it was just the two of them, perhaps... he should explore this highly biological aspect of her body.

Rover lowered his head, bringing his face close to Monica’s breast. He felt the faint scent emanating from it, along with her alluring body fragrance rushing into his nose.

Monica pursed her lips. She felt Rover’s face was now less than 2 centiters from her nipple. Each hot breath blowing onto her breast made her tremble, her heart racing like a startled deer.

Although she had experienced many crazy tis with him, every ti they did this, she did not understand why her body felt so brand new, as if it were the first ti.

Rover parted his lips. His mouth closed around her nipple, making Monica moan softly. Then she arched her chest forward so he could easily take the entire nipple into his mouth.

Feeling her nipple bitten lightly by his teeth, a wave of stimulation spread through her, bringing pleasure that made her tilt her head back slightly.

One breast was being sucked into Rover’s mouth while the other was pinched between his two fingers. He twisted it wildly in one direction, then the other, and pulled it outward.

Although her breasts were very large, they were also her most sensitive spot.

Monica’s body trembled violently, accompanied by heavy panting and lewd moans.

As expected of a foreign language teacher—even her moans sounded sowhat special to Rover, making him feel as if he were listening to a certain lody.

Rover sucked hard on Monica’s nipple. His tongue continuously teased it, making it harder and harder.

"Agh! Master... it feels so good... I... I’m about to..."

Monica gritted her teeth, feeling sothing about to gush out.

Rover imdiately bit down on her nipple while his other hand pulled the opposite nipple outward. The movents were quite rough, but they made Monica unable to hold back and she scread.

Her body shook violently. She felt sothing squirting from below. After a mont, her body turned into jelly and she leaned limply against him.

Rover did not let go. He continued sucking hard on her nipple, his tongue playing with it.

Monica gritted her teeth, feeling waves of pleasure flooding her mind. Her hand gently reached behind her and grasped his at rod, stroking it.

Right at that mont, a stream of sweet, faintly fragrant liquid flowed into his mouth.

"Agh! That is... that is..." Monica also sensed it and stamred, "It really ca out?"

She never thought that just because of Rover her breasts could produce milk.

Rover also did not know whether her body had beco more perfect thanks to the body refinent technique, but that milk was incredibly sweet. The sweetness felt like a spring breeze blowing through him, with a fragrance like orchid flowers filling his entire mouth.

The other nipple also leaked milk. Streams of milk shot out, but the fragrant drops flowing from her nipple rolled across Rover’s fingertips before dripping into the warm bathwater.

Monica panted heavily. Her body trembled while her breasts rose and fell with each deep breath.

She felt her mind gradually growing hazy. In her head there was only this intoxicating, stimulating sensation.

Rover felt that this breast no longer had milk. He released it and smiled. "We cannot waste it."

Monica panted as she spoke, "Master... suck them... drink all my milk..."

Rover imdiately lowered his head and took the other nipple into his mouth. Once again he began sucking hard. The feeling of Monica’s rock-hard nipple continuously spurting warm milk made him feel sowhat intoxicated.

Monica also felt her body heating up, unbearably itchy, especially her lower body.

The narrow slit there trembled slightly, as if longing for sothing while also shyly clenching the gap between.

Rover’s finger suddenly reached down and gently stroked the two shy pink petals that were covering the hidden bud inside.

"Agh! Master... Master..." Monica moaned. Her hands could only hug him tightly, feeling the extre pleasure Rover brought her.

Looking at her expression, Rover suddenly realized that the higher the Lust, the greater the sensitivity ratio.

Previously she had not been so sensitive that just a single touch would produce such a strong reaction.

Rover felt this was even better. It made the ga much more enjoyable.

His index and ring fingers spread those pink petals apart, revealing the hardened bud. Below it was a small slit that parted slightly, as if joyfully welcoming his finger.

Rover used his middle finger to gently rub the bud.

"Ugh! Ugh! Don’t... Master... it... it..." Monica grabbed his hand, but the sensation was too pleasurable. She both wanted him to stop and wanted him to be even rougher.

He raised his head and kissed her lips.

Monica slled the scent of milk on his mouth. She greedily extended her tongue, licking the remaining drops of milk on his lips and the corners of his mouth.

Rover also extended his tongue. The two tongues entwined. Monica seed stimulated by the scent of her own milk. She took his tongue into her mouth and sucked hard, as if trying to draw every bit of flavor from his mouth into hers.

Every ti Rover’s middle finger rubbed Monica’s bud, she sucked his tongue even harder.

Rover grasped her bud and twisted it lightly.

"UHM!!!" Monica trembled. Her arms wrapped around his neck, hugging him so tightly it was as if she wanted their two bodies to rge into one.

A mont later, Monica trembled violently. She opened her mouth and released his tongue.

Monica leaned against his chest, panting. Her breasts shook violently with each breath.

Rover did not want to stop. He stood up and brought the veined and enlarged monster right in front of Monica.

She was slightly startled. Looking at his large but not vulgar at rod, on the contrary, it gave her the feeling that it was a work of art of lust.

Monica brought her face closer. The tip of her nose was only 2 centiters from the glossy head of the at rod. She slled the hormonal scent coming from it.

The scent was very appealing to her. Her red lips pursed and she placed a light kiss on the head of the at rod.

"Moah~"

"Do you like it that much?" Rover smiled and asked.

Monica pursed her lips. She moved closer, letting the at rod rest against her face. Then she raised her head to look at him. Her face showed infatuation, and the unrestrained desire in her eyes was about to overflow.

"Yes, Master. I... I really like Master’s at rod."

Rover reached out and stroked her head, smiling. "Then... serve it."

Monica pursed her lips. She felt the scorching heat from the at rod resting on her face. An idea gradually ford in her mind. She smiled and asked, "Master, do you want

to serve it with my breasts?"

Rover sat on the edge of the bathtub and smiled. "Then let’s see what you can do."

Monica knelt between his legs. She slowly pushed the at rod into the deep valley between her two soft snowy mountains.

She used both hands to press her soft breasts tightly together. Feeling the scorching at rod enveloped by her two breasts, her own body also heated up.

Rover exhaled. This was the first ti he had done sothing like this, and it felt both interesting and pleasurable. Feeling his at rod wrapped by two warm masses of flesh, although it was not as pleasurable as pushing it into the narrow slit below, it still brought a very special sensation.

Softer... gentler...

"Master, do you like it like this?" Monica asked with a blushing face.

"I like it very much. Continue..."

Monica began using her breasts to rub his at rod. Each ti she pushed forward, the head of the at rod poked out from the deep valley between her breasts as if teasing her.

The motion continued. The glossy head of the at rod, as if coated in oil, kept sliding back into the deep valley between her breasts and then poking out again, both attacking and teasing.

Monica’s eyes grew more dazed. Her movents also beca rougher.

Rover gritted his teeth. He suddenly stood up, startling Monica into a cry. "Kya~ Master, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Rover grabbed her shoulders and said urgently, "Lower your head!"

Monica seed to understand what he intended to do. She imdiately lowered her head, opened her mouth, and extended her pink, moist tongue.

He kept thrusting his hips. Each powerful forward thrust made the head of the at rod poke out and touch Monica’s tongue.

That stimulating sensation overwheld both of their minds. Imdiately afterward, a sticky stream of white liquid shot out, covering her entire breasts and splashing across her face.

Feeling the hot, milky-white liquid, Monica licked her lips. She accidentally licked a streak of the liquid from the corner of her mouth into her mouth.

She did not swallow it imdiately but held it in her mouth, savoring the taste before slowly swallowing.

Monica used her fingertip to scoop so of the remaining sticky white fluid on her breasts and brought it to her mouth.

"Hm... so delicious... Master, let

clean it for you."

Without waiting for Rover’s reply, Monica lowered her head. Seeing the at rod also covered in that sticky fluid, her eyes seed to sparkle.

Her pink tongue extended and licked the fluid still clinging to the shaft of the at rod, savoring it like a top-grade delicacy.