Evelina’s eyes watered, but she didn’t care — all that mattered was the taste of him, the way his hot seed coated her throat and filled her belly.

    Her body shuddered around his c*ck, her pussy throbbing and wet with desire.

    That’s when she felt his grip on her hair loosen, and he pulled his throbbing manhood out of her mouth with a wet ’plop’ sound, his glistening member proudly throbbing before her — slick with her saliva and his own juices.

    Evelina tipped back her head, her gaze locking onto his with pleading eyes as she licked her lips, tasting him on her tongue.

    The taste was different from anything she’d ever experienced before — salty and musky with a hint of masculinity that was intoxicating. She wanted more.

    Lucian smirked down at her, his eyes dark and predatory, watching as she greedily lapped at her lips, trying to capture every last drop of his essence.

    The sight sent a shiver of excitement down his spine. He stepped back, pulling away from her and admiring the hungry look in her eyes.

    "That was amazing, Duchess," he purred, his voice thick with satisfaction as he watched her greedily licking her lips, "I didn’t expect you to be such a naughty woman! Do you have any other ’surprises’ planned for me?"

    Evelina’s heart raced, her cheeks burning with both embarrassment and arousal. Her body gave her away, the heat between her thighs growing unbearable, and the taste of him still lingering on her tongue.

    "Y-Your Highness, I..." she breathed, unable to finish, her voice shaky as she fought to keep her composure, though the fire within her was far from under control.

    Before she could say another word, Lucian’s hand snapped up, grabbing her chin with a roughness that sent a jolt through her.

    His lips collided with hers, sudden and fierce, swallowing her gasp. His tongue forced its way into her mouth without hesitation, a wet, greedy swirl that overwhelmed her senses in an instant.

    Her breath hitched. The world around her blurred.

    slurp~ lick~~

    All she could feel was the raw intensity of his kiss — the slick sound of their lips crashing together, the hot pressure of his tongue as it explored her, claiming every inch of her mouth.

    His fingers dug into her waist, pulling her body against his with a force that left no room for resistance.

    Nhmm~~

    Her muffled moan escaped, sharp and unbidden, as his hands moved with a sudden urgency, sliding down her body, gripping her harder.

    The wet slip of their tongues clashed, fast, desperate, leaving her gasping for air.

    Without warning, he pulled back for a split second, their lips just inches apart, her breath heavy, her body trembling — then he dove back in, even rougher this time.

    Her mind spun as the intensity surged, his movements abrupt, uncontrollable, using her body like an object, yanking her hard against him.

    His hands slid down her body with deliberate intent, tugging at her gown until it fell away, unveiling her perfectly rounded breasts and her thick, voluptuous ass.

    Her skin was a creamy canvas, soft and smooth, every inch of her flesh radiating an irresistible allure that begged to be touched and explored.

    Ahhhh~

    Evelina let out a low growl as he pressed his mouth to her neck, tasting her sweet, salty skin, savoring the intoxicating flavor that was uniquely hers.

    He could feel her heart racing beneath her soft flesh, the rapid thump echoing in his ears as he pulled her closer, his fingers tracing every sultry curve of her motherly body.

    His c*ck, still throbbing from their earlier encounter, pressed hard against her soft belly, as the lust between them intensified.

    Evelina’s hands slid up to Lucian’s head, fingers threading through his hair as she pushed him closer, her body trembling with need.

    She pressed his face against her skin, silently begging him to explore every inch, her soft whimpers urging him on.

    The desperation in her touch was undeniable, her desire burning through any restraint as she guided him deeper into her big breasts.

    Lucian pulled back slightly, his eyes locking onto hers, dark and full of lust.

    "So quick to spread your c*nt open the moment your husband’s gone? Acting like a cheap wh*re already," he sneered, his voice low and taunting.

    Evelina’s face flushed with a mix of shame and desire.

    "No... I’m not like that," she insisted, her voice trembling as she struggled to hold back the storm of emotions swirling within her.

    "He... just can’t satisfy me," she admitted in a whisper, her eyes locked on his, filled with both shame and hunger, "His thing is so... small!"

    Lucian’s eyes glinted with cruel amusement as he leaned in, his voice a low, mocking growl, "So, did you f*ck around to get what you needed? Is that how desperate you were?"

    "No... how could I?" she breathed, a flicker of panic flashing across her face, "I’m a Duchess. If rumors spread, my reputation would be ruined!"

    "But, right now I can’t keep pretending... My c*nt wants to be f*cked by your fat d!ck," she confessed, her resolve wavering.

    She gasped softly as he teased her, hovering just before entering.

    Then with a sudden and single thrust, he plunged his massive shaft deep into her wet c*nt, his red-flesh disappearing completely into her tight hole.

    "Ahhhhhh~"

    Evelina’s voice rang out, sharp and clear, as she felt his thickness stretching her open.

    She arched her back, her body trembling with pleasure as she struggled to adjust to his girth.

    "Y-Your Highness... you’re so big," she gasped, her voice soft and breathy, "Le.. let me adjust..."

    Lucian leaned in, his lips brushing her earlobe.

    "And, you’re so tight, Duchess," he growled, his voice low and husky, "Duke’s thing really is small, isn’t it?"

    His words sent a rush of heat through her core, her body responding instinctively to his dominance.

    She couldn’t speak, her voice caught in her throat as she struggled to breathe, overwhelmed by the intensity of his thrusts.

    Lucian hips bucked against her, his dick filling her with each deep thrust, his movements rough and aggressive.

    Her thighs gripped him tight, her nails digging into his back, as she gasped for breath.

    Pah~ pah~ pah~

    His each thrust was followed by a loud slap of flesh, his cock pulsing with every movement, his manhood buried deep inside her birthhole.

    The sounds of their f*cking filled the air, the room filled with the sweet scent of their arousal and juices.

    His fat mushroom head kissing her womb, his hands caressing her motherly breasts, his tongue exploring every inch of her skin — it was all too much.

    Evelina’s body shook, her c*nt clenching tight around his shaft as she orgasmed hard, her juices spilling out around his cock.

    "Y-Your Highness... you’re too much!" she moaned, her voice hoarse and raw, as she rode the waves of pleasure that coursed through her body, "How could you f*ck an old woman like me so hard!?"

    Lucian smiled, his face flushed with exertion, as he continued to plow into her c*nt.

    Slap~ ahh~~

    Lucian slapped her slightly saggy t!ts roughly, relishing the way they jiggled and bounced with every thrust. Of course, he controlled his physical strength, otherwise Lucian was afraid he might kill her accidentally.

    Her c*nt was slick with her juices, her p*ssy clenching tight around his c0ck as he drove into her.

    "Come, now ride me like a sl*t" Lucian abruptly pulled out and slapped her ass hard.

    Evelina whimpered and climbed on top of him, positioning her dripping c*nt over his fat c0ck.

    Spreading both legs wide open, using her fingers to spread open her p*ssy folds, she slowly lowered herself onto his shaft.

    Inch by inch, she felt herself stretch around his girth, his massive c*ck filling her c*nt completely, reaching places she never knew existed.

    Her body trembled at the intense sensation of his throbbing manhood hitting her deepest spots, her c*nt clamping down around him.

    Lucian’s fingers dug into her soft flesh, gripping her hips tight, as he held her in place.

    He was in control, setting the pace, his movements slow and deliberate.

    As she began to ride up and down, he too began to thrust into her from below.

    Pah~ pah~~ thrust~ slap~

    Ah~ ahh~

    Their movements grew more intense, their bodies coming together with a force that left them breathless.

    Lucian leaned in, his teeth grazing her neck, his voice low and husky as he whispered in her ear.

    "You’re such a sl*t, Duchess. Look at you, riding my c*ck like a wh*re... what would your husband think if he saw you right now?"

    His words sent a rush of heat through her core, her body responding instinctively to his dominance.

    Her fingers dug into his back, her nails biting into his skin, as she struggled to breathe, overwhelmed by the intensity of his thrusts.

    He pulled her even closer, his grip on her hips tightening, as he plunged deeper into her c*nt, his penis hitting her deepest spots.