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He grabbed her waist, flipped her over and grabbed her boobs in a harsh grip while staying over her body and straddling her,

“Vishous!” Ava instantly gasped.

Vishous did not care about her surprise and moan. He palmed the milky boobs in a firm grip and squeezed them while his mouth descended down to attack them.

 He was not gentle. He did not want to be gentle. His finger and thumb pinched her nipple and his mouth found its way to bite and chew on the pink softness of each breast one after the other.

 "Stop, Vishious." Ava screamed in agony and pleasure.

Although she wanted him to continue devouring her, her body could not seem to decide if she liked the torcher that Vishous was doing to her breasts or if she wanted to throw him off.

Her hands uselessly tried to push him away from over her body, but her attempts were futile because Vishous knew what he wanted from her.

Vishous did not care about the words that came out of Ava’s mouth. His whole attention was on the task that was in his hands.

His tongue came out from between his teeth and started licking the areola around her nipple. The pain mixed with pleasure was driving Ava insane.

Vishous was mesmerized by the way Ava’s body responded to him. Ava’s back arched up every time his tongue touched her pink nipple but her hands uselessly pushed on his shoulders in an attempt to throw him off herself.

It was so fucking hot that he could feel the wetness of every drop of cum that had started gathering on the crown of his cock.

After biting and licking on her milky cushions to his heart's content he crawled up to her neck, keeping all his weight on his knees beside her head, he stuffed his cock harshly in her mouth. His one hand went behind him as he cupped her pussy in his hand.

He saw Ava’s tongue come out to lick the top of his cock and trying to suck it. But she was not able to move even a little. Vishous’ fingers started rubbing her clit fervently.

He had not stuffed his cock between her pink lips so as to let her suck his engorged rod. He had done it to prevent her mouth from screaming for the things that he was going to do to her body now.

He felt tingling sensations on his cock from the moans and screams that were trying to escape her lips. His cock was as hard as a rock. He could feel the precum coming out of the tip of his cock.

He increased the pace of rubbing when he felt her thrashing on the bed to push his hand from her pussy away. He knew she was dying from uncontrollable pleasure. His attack on her pink, soft clit was getting too much for her to bear.

He knew every part of her body. He knew every sound that she made. Her every moan was a sensation that aroused him more than anything in this world ever existed.