Daniel’s eyes traced slowly, sensually, from Shirley’s delicate toes upward along her legs. He imagined what it would feel like to lick her from bottom to top with his broad, wet tongue — how sweet and warm her skin would taste, how her natural feminine scent would fill his lungs, how she would shiver and moan under his worship. The tent in his pants throbbed harder, his thick cock straining painfully against the fabric as filthy thoughts flooded his mind.
Shirley looked back at him over her shoulder with lust-filled eyes. The sudden pause in his movements made her turn her head further.
She saw the way he was staring at her ass — gulping his saliva, eyes dark with hunger. A nympho smile spread across her lips, sensual and wicked. She wiggled her fat, juicy ass teasingly, pushing it out toward his face as if daring him to bury himself between her soft cheeks.
Daniel’s gaze was locked on the hypnotic motion of her wiggling flesh — that creamy, pale skin, the plump, round cheeks that jiggled so invitingly. A thin string of saliva dripped down his chin. He quickly swept it back into his mouth with his wet, pink tongue, his eyes never leaving her ass.
He reached out slowly. His hand trembled with barely contained need. Though he wanted to grab her fat ass immediately, he controlled himself. His fingers brushed against her ankle first, making her shiver as a soft, needy moan escaped her lips.
Then he traced upward, his fingertips gliding sensually along her smooth, creamy leg.
The skin was flawless — pale, soft, and incredibly touchable. His fingers reached the back of her knee, tracing a slow, teasing circle there. Shirley’s knee buckled for a second as goosebumps erupted all over her body.
He continued higher, reaching the back of her thick thighs. God, they were so thick. He grabbed a handful of her supple flesh, squeezing and enjoying the way it yielded so deliciously under his grip. The skin was creamy white, warm, and incredibly soft.
Shirley moaned again and again, her voice breathy and erotic. "Ahngh~! Mmmh~!"
His fingers felt like cool water against her burning skin. White vapor seemed to rise in the air as the atmosphere grew thick and heavy with lust. Both of them were breathing heavily, especially Shirley — she was a dripping, heavy-breathing mess. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her eyes closed in pleasure as her flushed cheek pressed against the cool door.
A slick trail of her arousal dripped down her inner thigh. Daniel’s finger caught it, bringing the thick, creamy, translucent fluid to his tongue. It tasted sweet and heavenly — pure feminine nectar.
He traced the path of her juices upward, following the wet trail until his fingers reached just below her crotch. He rubbed the sensitive area firmly, making her moan loudly.
"Ahhgg~! Mnghh~!"
Daniel leaned forward slightly, watching closely as more and more of her arousal leaked from her soaked folds. The patch on her white panties grew more transparent, clearly outlining her swollen pussy lips. He stared at it with microscopic intensity, his hot breath fanning across her wet, cold panties, making her tremble violently in lust.
"Ahhnghhh~!"
Feeling his hot, heavy breaths fanning directly across her soaked, swollen folds and seeing him stare at her dripping pussy with such intense, hungry closeness, Shirley’s cunt clenched hard in response.
PSHHHH~
She came instantly. A powerful gush of hot, thick milf cum flooded out of her spasming pussy, completely soaking her white panties.
The wet patch grew rapidly, forming tiny bubbles of her creamy arousal as the thick, translucent fluid dripped sensually down her inner thighs in shiny, glistening rivulets.
Daniel gulped audibly, his eyes locked on the obscene, beautiful sight. He leaned forward and extended his tongue, licking the dripping cum from her creamy thighs in slow, sensual strokes. His broad, wet tongue glided upward, lapping up every single drop of her sweet nectar, savoring the warm, slightly tangy, and utterly addictive taste of her pussy juices.
When he reached the source, he grazed his tongue along her soaked panties, feeling the outline of her swollen, trembling folds through the drenched fabric. Shirley shivered violently, her pussy clenching and leaking even more as his hot breath and tongue worshipped her most private area.
Once he had traced every single drop back to its origin, he pulled back slightly, his face now mere inches from her plump, juicy ass cheeks. With a soft, lust-filled voice, he spoke, "I can see some red handprints on your cheeks. It seems like what you are saying is true."
Shirley had her eyes closed, her tongue hanging out lewdly as she enjoyed the heavenly sensation of his care on her thighs and the worship of his hot breath. Oh damn... it feels so fucking good...
Hearing his words, she came back to her senses, but her lust didn’t diminish one bit.
[Touch of Lust] had pushed her arousal to the ceiling and was still climbing higher.
"Ye~ah! I told~ you so! I don’t know what to do~! I’m scared~!" Her fat, juicy ass wiggled involuntarily as she spoke, her folds clenching and loosening visibly with every breath. The sight was so erotic that Daniel’s pants strained painfully against his throbbing cock. His bulge looked ready to tear through the fabric at any moment.
"I have an idea~!" Daniel said, looking up at her with dark, commanding eyes.
Shirley glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes meeting his. They were filled with raw lust and authority.
"What do you suggest?"
"Maybe it’s some harmful ghost? I have researched about them. If you don’t mind, I know some exorcism rituals. Though they may be... uncomfortable?"
"Ghost?!" She shrieked, her body trembling as another thick gush of cum flooded out of her folds and dripped down her thighs.
Daniel eyed the divine nectar hungrily, his tongue sweeping across his lips as he fought the overwhelming urge to drink directly from the source. But bound by his calculations and control, he held back.
"Please, do whatever you can! I don’t care if it’s uncomfortable or not!" She begged desperately, her voice dripping with both lust and fear.
Daniel nodded seriously and got to work.
Lowering himself slightly, he folded his hands in a prayer position and spoke in a deep, solemn voice, "Oh, Holy Lord! Bless this pitiful lamb with your divine grace! This child has suffered from evil claws. Bless her—"
The way Daniel spoke, he truly looked like a devoted priest. For a moment, Shirley even believed he was performing a real exorcism.
Her eyes turned glassy with lust as she drowned in his commanding rhythm.
"Bless her with your graceful hands...!"
Saying so, he smacked her fat ass hard.
SMACK!
Her plump cheek jiggled like soft jelly from the powerful impact, the sound echoing lewdly in the small booth. The sting mixed with pleasure made her moan shamelessly.
"Ahnghh~!!"
Her thick ass rippled beautifully from the force, a faint red handprint already forming on her pale skin. More of her creamy arousal leaked from her soaked pussy, dripping down her thighs as her body trembled with need.
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