"Haaa... haaa..." Samira's breaths ca out heavily as Kevin pulled away from the kiss, leaving her lips slightly parted and glistening.
"You seem ready now," Kevin remarked, his voice carrying a husky tone as he noticed the wetness of her lips and the openness of her mouth. He gently took her face in his hands, tilting her chin upward a bit and inserting his thumb into her mouth, causing her lips to part slightly.
Observing her closely, he continued, his words laced with a mix of desire and instruction, "You've got a really soft tongue. Let's see how it feels on my dick." With a playful grin, he traced his thumb along her tongue, exploring its contours and eliciting a shiver from Samira.
Samira remained silent, her attention solely focused on Kevin's words. Her eyes were fixed on his erect penis in her hand, now pulsating with an undeniable intensity, almost as if it had a life of its own.
The uncertainty in her mind was evident. 'How am I supposed to take sothing this big into my mouth?' she questioned herself, a hint of apprehension mingling with her curiosity. The sheer size of his mber seed like a daunting challenge, and doubts danced at the edge of her thoughts.
"Oh, I almost forgot. You're new to this," Kevin remarked, his tone suggesting an air of experience in guiding won through such situations. He seed to be well-versed in these matters, much to Samira's mixed feelings.
"It's really not that complicated. Just start with a kiss on the head," he explained, his voice carrying a hint of assurance.
'Why?' she questioned herself, a mixture of hesitation and reluctance clouding her thoughts. Despite her inner conflict, she leaned forward, her plump, wet lips pursing as her eyes closed. Her lips touched the firm skin of Kevin's penis head, and almost instantly, she pulled away, not wanting her softness to be in contact with his roughness.
"Good. Now, kiss it again and look at my face," Kevin instructed, his grip on her face gentle but firm as he guided her closer to his shaft.
'But it looks so... repulsive,' she thought, her reaction not uncommon for a woman who hadn't encountered such intimate exposure before. Nevertheless, she chose to follow his instructions, a mix of curiosity and the agreent they'd made driving her actions.
This ti, she kept her eyes open, fixating on Kevin's smirking face as he guided her towards his erect penis. Once again, her lips touched his mber, and she produced a faint kissing sound, a mixture of reluctance and compliance evident in her actions. Before she could retreat, Kevin held her head in place, her soft lips inadvertently pressed against the hardness of his penis.
With a mixture of anger and determination in her eyes, she stared at Kevin, who seed to be deriving amusent from her discomfort. "Why are you pulling back? You don't want to honor our deal?" Kevin's tone was teasing, but his words clearly hinted at his expectations.
And that's precisely what Kevin wanted – to push her boundaries, to manipulate her, to make her comply against her will. The thrill of exerting control excited him, a dark satisfaction fueling his desires.
Samira didn't want to be doing this, but she felt cornered by the situation she had willingly walked into. As much as she wanted to withdraw, she couldn't ignore the path she had embarked upon.
Frustration and anger surged within her as she shook her head, Kevin's penis brushing against her lips once again.
"Then what's with that disgust in your eyes? Don't tell you're repulsed by my cock?" Kevin's feigned astonishnt and innocent expression were hardly convincing.
Though she wanted to admit her disgust, her words betrayed her will, and she shook her head once more.
"Don't lie. I know you're disgusted. But the very thing you're repulsed by is responsible for providing you with the Qi potions," Kevin asserted, his words coercive. He persisted, pushing his penis into her mouth. She tried to resist, clamping her lips tightly, but Kevin's determination overca her resistance, and his mber pushed past her lips, grazing against her teeth.
"If not for this dick, I wouldn't even have considered offering you more potions. Yet, you show disgust towards the very thing that can grant you benefits," he continued, exerting more pressure. He aid to make her see his perspective, to bend her to his will. He forced his penis further, attempting to make her open her mouth, but she kept her teeth locked, turning her head slightly to the side, allowing his penis to slide along her cheek.
"This cock holds the power to fulfill your desires. Shouldn't you, at the very least, express gratitude without disdain?" Kevin posed the question, his penis resting against her lips. This ti, he refrained from forcing it in, allowing her to decide her response.
Amid her turmoil of emotions – anger, disgust, a sense of helplessness – she montarily forgot her own strength and agency. She could have stopped this charade, she could have resisted him, but her emotions and the complex web of her desires held her captive.
With glaring eyes, she nodded.
'Why am I even nodding? It's just so Qi potion. I can figure out another way to get them, right? No need to resort to this gross stuff.' Samira's mind raced as she shot a glare at Kevin's penis. Then, almost begrudgingly, she let her mouth open a bit more, allowing his mber to slip inside. With a hesitant breath, she gave it a slow and careful suck.
Kevin's grin only got wider as he saw the mix of irritation and defiance in her eyes, along with the sensation of his penis in her mouth.
"Yeah, that's the spirit. Show your gratitude by working your magic with your lips and tongue," Kevin teased, his tone playful. He gently guided her head, encouraging her to take more of him in, the resistance starting to give way to reluctant compliance.
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