CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 134 [R18]

Emily caught Jack’s hint and thought about the effect of his actions on other parts of her body. A flush crept back into her cheeks. She quietly stuck out her pink tongue, licking her lips which had grown even more rosy and plump from excitement. By this time, Jack’s cock was already hard and swollen, so he took off his shorts and began stroking it.

However, after stroking for a while, it showed no signs of ejaculation. Jack thought for a moment then grabbed Emily’s feet and gently pressed his cock against them.

The cold sensation made Jack shiver all over.

Jack couldn’t believe that just using Emily’s feet could feel so good. If he were to get a blowjob from her, wouldn’t it be even more pleasurable?

Emily felt a curious friction against her sole, soon realizing Jack was pleasuring himself with her feet.

Emily felt a bit embarrassed. But Jack was getting more and more adventurous. Last time he wasn’t satisfied with using her breasts, and now he was using her feet.

’He’s... he’s using my feet to jerk off. What should I do? O-okay, it’s just a handjob. I’m not really betraying Aurora’s trust, right? As long as he doesn’t actually sleep with me, it’s no big deal!’ As Emily thought this, she gradually became aroused. The strange itchiness from the sole of her foot quickly spread throughout her body, reaching her vagina, causing waves of pleasure to hit her nerves, making her breathing quicken.

Emily’s arousal, briefly subdued, was reignited by Jack’s actions, causing her to once again release vaginal discharge.

"Emily, you are so sexy. I really want to fuck you!" Jack whispered to himself as he rubbed Emily’s sole with his cock, fantasizing about thrusting his cock into her vagina.

Meanwhile, Emily moaned involuntarily, her body covered in sweat.

After a while, perhaps unsatisfied with this, Jack gently rolled the blanket off Emily’s body.

He saw that her panties were already soaked, her two thick labia slightly open like petals, emitting a deadly allure, with vaginal discharge on them, giving off a shiny luster.

Realizing Emily was awake and responsive, perhaps never asleep, he teased. "You slut!" Emily murmured in response.

Jack repressed his desire with good efforts and leaned in closer.

The small labia still reflected the light, the plump large labia near the slit showing a congested pink color, and looking inside from the vaginal opening, it was all a watery bright red.

Jack was fascinated, feeling hot all over, his scalp tingling, blood burning. As he gently kneaded the two labia, they made a wet sound. When he pushed his fingers downward, the two labia opened, revealing the red, wet flesh.

As his fingers turned back up, the small labia once again folded together, enclosing a narrow vaginal opening.

Mesmerized by the alluring view between Emily’s legs, Jack buried his face in her thighs, cradling her with his hands as he slid down to her hips, gently massaging them. His active tongue then began to explore, sweeping over her labia and clits, continuously stimulating her fully exposed pussy.

Jack’s tongue seemed to be constantly swirling in one place, relentlessly stimulating every nerve in her body.

Emily was almost losing control of her desires. Every time Jack’s tongue touched her pussy, she couldn’t help but let out a faint moan.

His slow, methodical movements stretched out time, her nerves buzzing with excitement as her body writhed in anticipation.

Yet, his tongue teasingly swirled around her labia, tantalizingly close to her entrance but deliberately avoiding it, heightening Emily’s arousal with each frustratingly close pass.

At this point, Emily felt an intense itch at her vaginal opening, but her hands were firmly held by Jack, preventing her from soothing the urge in her pussy.

With no other choice, Emily began to gently twist her slender waist, moving her hips up and down, hoping that Jack could reach her itchy spot.

Finally, Jack’s tongue reached the mysterious source as Emily wished. When the tip of his tongue touched Emily’s vagina, her body instantly froze.

Not out of tension, but because she was worried that her movements might cause the tongue, which had just arrived, to slip to another place.

Her round buttocks hung slightly in the air, her thighs spread wide, providing enough space for Jack’s invasion. Her whole body quivered softly, and her labia, freshly teased, released a trail of arousal that dampened the sheets with each tremble.

Jack used his tongue to lick around Emily’s vagina edge, collecting most of the vaginal discharge in his mouth.

Emily’s vagina was indeed extraordinary; it even contracted on its own!

Seeing the slightly contracting vaginal opening, Jack was excited.

Emily’s cheeks were already flushed as she weakly turned her head aside, trying to resist his teasing. Yet inside, she was craving more, yearning for another touch, just one more touch!

The contact of the tongue with her vagina made her feel that pleasant sensation again.

After Jack’s tongue circled around Emily’s vaginal opening a few times, it gradually entered the coveted vagina.

As soon as it entered, it was enveloped by the tender flesh on the vaginal walls, the intensity of which made Jack’s tongue feel uncomfortable.

Surrounded by this tender embrace, his tongue moved with renewed vigor, stirring the continuous flow of her arousal, swirling and probing in an all-out assault.

And every time the tongue wanted to retract, Emily’s vaginal opening would suddenly tighten, gripping it tightly, desperate to keep it inside.

Jack lifted his head, took a few breaths, and then stretched his tongue further in. He opened his mouth wide, almost as if he was biting Emily’s labia with his tongue.

Though the sensation was intensely pleasurable, his nose was buried in Emily’s pubic hair, becoming repeatedly dampened by her arousal and sweat, releasing a potent scent. This indulged Jack’s more primal desires, even as it made him gasp for air.

His mischievous tongue stirred crazily in the vagina for a while and then left on its own, leaving Emily dissatisfied.

Before her mind could react, her body instinctively pursued its own desires. A mix of her arousal and Jack’s saliva trailed down, dripping eagerly towards his waiting mouth.

Jack naturally accepted it, lowered his head again, and forcefully inserted his tongue into Emily’s vagina, thrusting back and forth.

Releasing Emily’s hands, spreading her legs, and forming a large upward-facing M-shape, Jack began to lick with care and force. "So exciting, isn’t it much better than masturbating?" Jack panted, his voice husky as he thrust into Emily repeatedly, swallowing a mix of saliva and her arousal.

"You, don’t... don’t say it!" Emily gasped heavily, lying weakly on the bed, "You, this..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Jack’s mouth had already landed on Emily’s clits; the already erect and firm bud was instantly rolled into his tongue, and he began to lick it vigorously.

The stimulation was too intense and sudden. Emily’s legs involuntarily clamped around Jack’s head, her hands grabbing his hair, not to push his head away, but with a hidden desire to press him down, as if wanting to stuff Jack’s tongue, even his whole head, into her lower body.

"So, so stimulating, gentle, faster!" Emily didn’t know what she wanted to say, only grabbing her breasts with both hands, squeezing them forcefully in rhythm with Jack’s licking.

The uncontrollable moans, unstoppable vaginal discharge, and relentless twisting movements left Emily completely satisfied.

In over half an hour, Emily’s clits, labia, vagina, and vaginal opening were all played meticulously several times by that annoying tongue.

Undoubtedly, Jack was more likely to know Emily’s body even better than her husband. "Baby, butt up! I can’t reach!" Jack turned Emily over, pulled off the last piece of her nightgown, caressing her sweaty back as he slowly moved his fingers up and down her pussy.

In order to prolong the sensation of this caress on her body, Emily involuntarily lifted her butt higher and higher, until she was kneeling on the bed.

Despite her position, Jack still had to bend slightly to reach her. Instead of the soft yet forceful tongue she anticipated, Emily felt two firm fingers part her slightly open labia.

Jack’s index and middle fingers had already penetrated her vagina, gliding slowly in and out.

Emily arched her butt upwards, her face pressed tightly against the bed.

Emily’s whole body rocked back and forth in response to Jack’s rhythmic fingers, her lips parted slightly, a trail of glistening saliva escaping from the corner of her mouth to the bed.

Standing beside Emily, Jack caressed her breasts, his fingers inside her vagina moving with a varying rhythm, eliciting a copious flow of arousal from her depths.

"Feel good, baby?" Jack snickered.

"Don... don’t ask!" Emily managed, trying to hold onto a shred of composure. But Jack was relentless. Without her response, he paused, his fingers motionless within her, compelling her attention.

"Why... why do you..." Emily wanted to turn her head to look at Jack, but she had no strength left in her body.

Twisting her slender waist, Emily tried to rub against the fingers inside her vagina, but Jack’s hand always followed the movement of her butt, not giving her any chance.

"Like this?" Jack asked again.

"Yeah... it... it feels good." Emily finally uttered the answer Jack wanted to hear.

With her admission, Jack’s fingers resumed their deliberate movements, sending waves of pleasure through her, leaving her breathless and overwhelmed.

"Want it faster?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, faster, faster!" Emily moaned coquettishly.