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Push deeper. To the limit!

My stepfather mimicked feline intonations so similarly that our cat stopped licking his balls and looked

at us with his huge green eyes as if he was delighted. Murillo never lowered his raised hind leg which

protruded above his ear.

"Put your fingers in me." Growled Vladislav Ivanovich. “Push deeper. To the limit!”

I began to gently rub my stepfather's anus with my fingertips, preparing it for a decisive jolt. I stretched

its wet walls, spreading my fingers.

The intoxicating smell of my stepfather's aroused crotch filled my nostrils and my tongue diligently

caressed his scrotum, which I didn't let out of my mouth. Pre-ejaculation was oozing profusely from

Vladislav Ivanovich's urethra, flooding my eyes and bubbling down my cheeks. My stepfather purred

like a cat with lust, which surprised our cat more and more. He even dropped his jaw.

Soon, the precum completely flooded my face.

"Stop licking my balls!" My stepfather growled. “Chew, come on! Take a bite out of them! Do not stop! I

need to come! We are almost there!"

But I didn't want to let him come right then. Instead, I kept playing with his balls, rolling them in my

mouth and tickling his anus with my fingers.

My stepfather arched and howled with incredible lust. But I held his scrotum firmly in my mouth, and the

sudden movement caused sweet pain, from which Sergey Ivanovich broke out in profuse sweat. Now it

was all wet and slippery, as if he had stepped out of a bathtub full of pre-ejaculation.

"Wow!" My stepfather howled, no worse than any cat in March. Hearing this powerful mash, Murillo

flinched and retreated under the chair. But, as you know, curiosity killed the cat, so Murillo pulled his

face out of hiding from him and continued to watch our games with caution.

The orgasm hit Vladislav Ivanovich with a powerful wave. He released an incredible amount of cum

and grabbed my hair. I kept devouring his balls, squeezing them, chewing. My nipples were so hard

with pleasure that they almost scraped the skin of my stepfather's thighs, which he was rubbing. His

anus throbbed violently, squeezing and opening. It seemed like my stepdad was dancing under my

fingers, trying to escape the touch of tickling.

The smell of semen was intoxicating. Now that my mouth was blocked by the scrotum, I couldn't taste

this precious liquid with my tongue, but the scent of it was especially strong. I stuck my nose at the very

root of my stepfather's penis, diligently breathing in the scent from his crotch.

His penis began to swell and harden again before my eyes. And there he was, thick and red, already

swaying over my face, threatening to flood everything around me with cascades of cum.

I worked my tongue with all my might, not paying attention to the pain in my eyes (some semen had

gotten in, but I didn't want to stop to rub my eyes). My fingers pushed deeper and deeper into my

stepdad's rectum. He purrs, meows and howls with joy:

"Yes, my kitty, yes! Keep sucking. Faster, faster, deeper. How well! I wish my balls would stay in your

mouth forever! Caress them! Caress them!"

My head rocks vigorously from side to side on my lover's scrotum. I smack my lips and click my tongue,

trying to get as much meat into my mouth as possible. I have multiple, incessant orgasms, and I can

feel a deliciously slippery fluid running down my legs.

“Do you like scrambled eggs?" My stepfather hums. “I will feed you for the next year. Eat all you want, © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

pussy. It's not a shame for you. Fill your belly. You won't get fat on these scrambled eggs! Do not fear

for your figure."

Finally, my fingers plunge into Vladislav Ivanovich's anus so deeply that they feel the tubercle of the

prostate. I press hard on the strategic gland, and my stepfather, with a groan, releases another

powerful load of sperm, flooding my eyes, flowing into my nostrils, creeping into my ears.

There is so much sperm that I myself seem to be a bit of sperm, paddling my little tail with all my might

and dreaming of breaking in front of a multimillion army to be the first to reach the goal and receive the

only prize: life as a reward.

Vladislav Ivanovich collapses on me without strength and presses with his body. From such powerful

orgasms and ejaculations, he is exhausted and dehydrated at the same time.

I climb out from under him, arch my back like a cat, lick the cum from my lips, off my chin, wherever I

can reach with my tongue.

"I'm completely dry, and you, I see, are you fresh as a rose, kitty?" My stepfather whispers with dry lips.

"I am!" I reply, licking my lips. “What wonderful eggs. And so big! And the sauce is beyond praise."

There are stains on the bed, this will need to be removed in the morning. My mother may notice,

suspect that something is wrong. We have to try to keep our relationship a secret so that nothing can

break our romance.

"We played well." My stepfather purrs with pleasure. Your mother can't do that.

“I am so glad to hear that! If you want, I'll lick your balls whenever you want." I smiled.

How lucky my mother was with her husband, I will have such a thing!

Murillo the cat looks at us with interest, finally he realizes that the caresses do not shine on him and

with a strong pounding he rushes out of the bedroom.