Do Not Feed Recklessly - Chapter 4. Part 8

“That’s, ahh, a physiological phenomenon. You idiot.”

“What did you say, Jia? I couldn’t hear you because you were moaning so loudly!”

Having said that, Ethan immediately pulled his c*ck out. Then he thrust it back into her v*gina with great force.

“Ahh, huff, huff… … !”

Jia’s jaw clenched at the unexpected roughness of the movements, but a series of erotic sounds escaped her lips that she couldn’t quite swallow. Her vision flickered as his c*ck thrust deep into her at a rapid pace.

Her body shook as if she was having a seizure, and the hole where his hot p*nis went in and out felt strange as if it was melting from the heat.

Jia’s sensitive v*ginal wall was soaked with love juice, and even the slightest friction made her feel more stimulated than before.

“How about this? Does it seem useful now?” 

“Ugh, ahh, ugh!”

“What do you think, is it good?

“Hmph, hmph, hmph!”

The gl*ns protruding from the tightly wrinkled lining scraped and scraped wildly. It was a sensation she’d never felt before.  The feeling of being filled with something deep inside and rubbing against it was unfamiliar. The rush of pleasure, like an electric shock, made it impossible to form a coherent thought.

It was fine as long as she kept it in… …….

Jia squeezed her eyes shut and gasped at the heavy sensation that felt like it was being pushed down her throat. 

Her cl*t twitched between her parted labia as Ethan’s hand stroked her erect cl*t, squeezing it harder and harder.

“F*ck, huh…… ha, hah, hah, ugh ugh!”

It was hard enough to have what looked like a burning iron pipe between her legs, but when it began to rub against her sensitive area, her breathing became more difficult.

Unable to withstand the intense pleasure, Jia struggled to close her spread legs, but they wouldn’t budge. Instead, Ethan grabbed her inner thighs and spread them even wider. 

“You said it was nothing special, but you seem to like it.”

The sight of his c*ck between her spread legs was vivid. Her reddened p*ssy lips stretched and tightened around the pillar of flesh, coming harder and harder with each rub of her cl*t.

“If I had known you would like this so much, I would have given it to you earlier. Then you wouldn’t have thought about getting a job in Korea, right?”

She had a million things to say in response, but she couldn’t get any words out of her mouth except obscene moans.

“Hard, hard, hard Ahhh”. 

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as the sensation of being spanked got faster and faster.

“Hmph, hmph….ugh!

The first-time pleasure and the humiliation of moaning under him made Jia squirm and whether she wanted to or not, Ethan was so excited that he pulled up her t-shirt. Her bra-less br*asts bounced up and down, jiggling with each thrust of Ethan’s c*ck beneath her.

The fleshy br*asts were more than enough for him to grasp with one hand.

Ethan leaned back and buried his head in the mound, mumbling. 

“I wanted to touch these t*ts so badly.”

Jia was stunned by the words, even amid her frenzy.

‘What the hell is he talking about?’ she thought, but no words came out of her mouth. 

“Ahhh, f*ck…”

The c*ck that was mercilessly thrusting into her wet p*ssy was getting bigger and bigger. Ethan’s lower body didn’t slow down, even as her stretched v*gina trembled under the pressure.

The slightest movement of his full c*ck rubbed the veins of his shaft against her sensitive inner walls.

The quick thrusts of his c*ck against her p*ssy were wild in a way that didn’t match his handsome face, and the friction was soft and tickling, thanks to her moist inner flesh. 

Ethan’s toned abs rippled with every movement of his lower body. Holding Jia’s body in his arms, swaying helplessly like a doll on a broken string, Ethan thrust his c*ck into her tiny hole with increasing frequency, each thrust sending a thick stream of colorless fluid out of the hole.

“Hmph, hmph…….”

Jia could barely breathe through her unfocused eyes when she was not screaming at the top of her lungs. 

She felt her body twist with a shudder of pleasure as the hideous flesh slid over her inner walls. She even had the absurd thought that maybe she’d melted underneath and become one with Ethan. 

Ethan looked at Jia, panting from the mess she’d made, and said almost inaudibly. 

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?”

Sadly, the words rang in Jia’s ears and sent a shiver down her spine. 

“Shut up, huh…” 

Ethan was equally excited, his breath coming in ragged gasps and a mischievous smile hanging from his half-open eyes. 

Jia shuddered and stammered out the words, then he grabbed her body and held her tight, stabbing her relentlessly wherever she responded.

Jia’s body trembled like a convulsion as Ethan plunged, plunged, and plunged his huge c*ck into her.

Her wet, rusty insides spat out more slimy sounds with each thrust of the c*ck’s head. 

Jia’s body twisted and flopped like a fish pierced by a spear, caught in a struggle between resistance and surrender.

Her heaving br*asts were crushed by Ethan’s tightly pressed pecs, her p*ssy gaping to receive the wild c*ck, her juices dripping from her p*ssy. 

The sensation of penetration was palpable in her navel. Panting, Jia instinctively dug her nails into Ethan’s shoulders and moaned. 

Each time the huge p*nis was pushed in and repeatedly banged against the v*ginal wall, she felt a sense of crisis that her body was going to fall apart. Later, she thinks she even swallowed her pride and begged for it not to stop.

The next day, however, all that remained in Jia’s memory was the face of the unfortunate Ethan Taylor, elated with a sense of victory.