Episode 67

The lips that had already touched dozens of times fell apart with a wet squelch. She was already naked and in a disheveled position. Her upper half touched the smooth bedding while her legs dangled outside the perimeters and entangled with the man’s lower body. Marcus’s hands were mercilessly kneading her chest. The sensation of her nipples perking between his thick fingers gave her an ecstatic thrill, but the man didn’t allow her to flinch. As her hair fell from her forehead to her face, Marcus raised his hand and swept it back. But he didn’t forget to gently peck her lips.

“Your hair keeps covering your pretty face. I want to see your expression….”

“Lies….”

“What? The fact that you're pretty?”

Marcus chuckled. She tried to hide her face with an embarrassed expression by pulling the pillow, but Marcus was faster.

“Don’t cover yourself.”

He lightly pressed her arm, whispered to Elouise, and went straight down. The nameless dress had already fallen to her feet, crumpled without mercy. She didn’t even know where her underwear had gone. Marcus spread her thighs and settled inside. Her vagina was already floading with juices. He held her thighs tightly to prevent her from moving, and then immediately stuck his tongue into her opening. Elouise moaned at the hot, wet feeling.

“Hng…”

Marcus’s tongue gently explored her insides. He lifted her meaty folds and sucked her insides so greedily that greedy wasn't enough to describe it. Elouise’s waist jerked at once. As her holy water flowed incessantly, Marcus gulped it down as if it were sweet alcohol. After licking her vagina until not a single drop was left, he teased her clitoris with the tip of his tongue.

“Oh, Marcus. There….”

“It's your favorite place.”

Marcus chuckled, twirling her clitoris about her bush with his right thumb. She lifted her sweaty forehead and looked at him in panic. Marcus raised his eyebrows and continued.

“You don’t know how much I’ve ruminated on the one night we spent together.”

“That… hmph.”

“So don’t run away.”

As he said that, Marcus pressed her clitoris. Elouise gasped at the pleasure that was continuously delivered. Doing something like this on a train? It was something she had never imagined. But now, all she felt was a secret pleasure. The rattling sound and the occasional footsteps indicating another's presence. She felt like the sl*t of the century, holding her breath while not shrinking her spread legs between those sounds.

But that was something any woman could do in front of the man she loved. And the man who was gently stirring her with his fingers inside her was the man Elouise loved the most. She moaned as Marcus began to poke her soaking wet mucous membrane.

“Ah, no, no. Ah. Ah. Huh!”

Now, without any more intentional pressing, Marcus used both hands to stimulate her vagina between her already wide open thighs. It felt like fire was emanating before her eyes thanks to the pleasure. As her reddened clitoris swelled, Marcus sucked it once more. “Huh!” Elouise moaned, clutching at the bed sheets. Her love juice was now flowing down to the bottom of her buttocks.

Marcus climbed on top of Elouise only after he judged that she was wet enough. Unlike her naked body, Marcus was still wearing a shirt. Elouise looked up at him with resentful eyes. The corners of his eyes were already bright red.

“This is unfair…”

“What are you talking about?”

“You're the only one who's still composed….”

“How could that be?”

As he retorted, Marcus unbuckled his pants. Despite the fact that he hadn’t fully unbuckled his belt, his swollen penis instantly sprang up. He used his thumb to wipe Elouise’s love juice that was on his lips and applied it to his glans. Elouise’s face turned beet red as she watched him moan at the soft, wet sensation. It felt like she was seeing something she shouldn’t be witnessing.

Nonetheless, her lower abdomen also grew hotter at the sight. She wanted him to plunge his member into her already dripping area. She too had been recalling the memories from a few years ago over and over again. She reached out and grabbed his d*ck, and demanded, no longer embarrassed by Marcus's surprised gaze.

“Put it in.”

“…It’s going to explode. Where did you learn that?”

Marcus sighed at the words that came out of her mouth. Then he laid his body on top of her. Her round chest and Marcus’ solid muscles touched. The feeling of their bare skin touching through a shirt couldn’t have been more stimulating. He glanced at her breasts that had been pressed and changed shape, then lowered his gaze further. He placed his member at the opening of her v*gina, adjusting it to her flat stomach and the bush between her spread legs.

“Even if you didn't say it, I wasn't planning on holding back any longer.”

As his member rubbed her entrance, she could tell that Marcus wasn’t lying. The tip of his shaft, where veins were visible, was already dripping with clear fluid. He measured her entrance for a long time before sliding in smoothly.

“Hwaang…”

The feeling of her lower chest being blocked and the lower part tickling. Marcus’s thing was pushing inside her without mercy. Even in the midst of all this, Elouise was looking at Marcus’s forehead, which was also soaked with sweat. She felt like she was going to cry.

When the man came all the way in, Elouise threw her head back and moaned. She felt like all the sensations in her body were focused on her scrotum, and it felt like her buttocks and the back of her neck were going to cramp. Marcus whispered as he kissed her deeply.

“Relax, don’t tighten too much…”

She gasped and tried to relax her body as Marcus said, but it didn’t work well. Marcus, worried, carefully pulled his shaft back and slowly went back in. How many times did he repeat this? Elouise felt more comfortable than before. When her insides, which had stretched to the limit, were wet enough and she thought she could comfortably accept Marcus, the man suddenly pulled back.

Elouise was surprised by the feeling of her vagina being filled and falling out, and tried to raise her upper body, but the man penetrated her without warning.

“Ah-hak!”

She let out a short scream. It was because the sensation of the thick penis quickly digging into her was sharp. Marcus stopped in surprise.

“I’m sorry. Did it hurt?”

“No, no. No, Marcus…”

Elouise caught her breath and pulled him in.

“Just a little more…”

Marcus immediately understood what she meant and slammed into her again. “Ah-hak!” Thud, thud, thud. It was a blatant and sticky sound. The crimson thing moved quickly and strongly inside her vagina, and Elouise gasped at the pleasure that suddenly rose to the top of her head. She could do nothing else but breathe. The climax was overtaking her entire body.

He thrust into her as if he was crushing her, and Elouise could only moan at the pleasure that was tormenting her unbearably. The flesh collided and made a thud sound. Marcus was now also focusing on her lower part, breathing roughly and deeply.

Eventually, she couldn't bear it anymore and hugged Marcus's nape. The fluid poured out and transparent bubbles wrapped around their genitals. The dizzying and sharp sensations washed over Elouise every time Marcus moved, and she just let her body fall apart like sand being swept away by the waves. Stars flashed in her head and disappeared. The thud sound became shorter and shorter, and Marcus's moans became louder.

The train shook with a bang. The sudden shock caused Marcus’s thing to slam deep into her.

“Ahh!”

She finally burst into tears. Marcus became even more excited at her sob-like moans, and he continued to rub, thrust, and thrust inside her. Unlike her who had reached orgasm several times, his shaft that had yet to be satisfied was still stirring inside Elouise.

“Stop, stop…”

“No.”

“Please. Marcus. Please… I can’t stand it anymore. Aah, ah!”

“So you come into my room unprepared for this?”

“Hwaah, ahh…”

Elouise buried her face in her pillow and cried. Marcus laughed grumpily at her, who couldn’t stand the pleasure and was shedding tears.

“After testing my patience like that,”

Contrary to her words, his touch was gentle. He gently stroked Elouise’s milky breasts, pulled her face away from the pillow, and kissed her.

“You’re so cute, how can I stop?”

“Please. I can’t do this anymore…”

“I can’t help it. If I do this anymore, it’ll be no different from me tormenting you.”

Marcus grumbled and lightly bit the back of her neck. Then he whispered softly.

“But you shouldn’t think about leaving just because it’s over.”

“Huh… I said I’m not running away…”

“That’s not it.”

The man pulled his thing out again and began to thrust gently. Elouise cried out. She had already reached orgasm several times, so even such a small pleasure felt too great.

“Do you think I’ll be satisfied with just one?”

Only then did Elouise read the desire that had been building up for a long time in his eyes. Ah. She groaned inwardly. It seemed like she would have to pay for two days of slacking off on Marcus Hanger’s patience.

Regardless, Marcus started moving his hips again. His thrusts gained momentum, and her moans became louder again. Their legs and lips were tangled together, and his hands gripped her body tightly. Elouise was so wet with pleasure that she couldn't think anymore.

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