SEXY MECH SYSTEM-Chapter 39: Satisfying the MILF (Pt.4)

Syril crouched and knelt before her, grinning as he eyed her thick pound of meat.

’What is he gonna do?’ Sherry thought, puzzled to see the young adult kneeling before her opened thighs.

As if listening to her thoughts, Syril replied, saying: "I know you almost came. I noticed the way you shook beneath me. So instead of just sliding into you now, let me help you release that."

"I want to satisfy you," he smirked and added.

Without further ado, he delved right in.

His face entered her thighs, and before he began eating her, Sherry was already crying from just having her pussy touched with his mouth.

"Aaaaaaah, Syril! Oooooh, fuckkkkk!" She yelped.

He smiled on her pussy and began the mouth job.

He didn’t go straight for her clit. He knew her climax had built and mouth worshipping her there would just release it too soon.

Instead, he started with her outer vulva, lapping her juice and nibbling her thick pussy lips.

"You smell so good, Sherry. You smell like cherry," Syril joked. Of course she smelled good, but using ’cherry’ was just to play with words.

She didn’t even pay attention. She was already locked in on the heat he was coursing on her pussy lips.

When he tasted her, he hummed satisfactorily. She was sweet, tasted like salt and something else, something sweet he couldn’t pinpoint.

Then, he moved to her famished hole.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Sherry cried deliriously, shutting her eyes close as his tongue flicked her tight, pink cave.

He twirled his tongue in whorls, delivering sharp brushes in the hole. He knew she would shut her thighs due to the immense pleasure, so he held her legs, spreading her wide as he kissed and sucked her vagina.

Her legs trembled, forcefully trying to close as she cried in delirium. "Annnnghhh! Ouuuuuu! Yeahhhh... Hmmmmmmm!"

She flung her head back, biting down on her lips and groaning when urged, hair cascaded down the sofa, eyes sealed tightly, cheeks darkly tinged crimson, chest heaving in frenzy patterns, boobs jiggling with every erotic utterance, nails dug into sofa to anchor and keep herself from collapsing.

The air carried the heavy scent of their action, mixed with the musky aroma of sweat and that mundane scent of coital juice, Sherry’s juice to be precise.

You could almost touch or feel it.

And Syril hadn’t even fucked her.

She was super close, basically on the edge of releasing her climax.

But Syril didn’t want it that way.

He found the tiny piece of hardened, pink meat peeking from her folds and owned it with his mouth.

He hadn’t started the job when she declared pleasurably.

"Aaaaahhhh! I’m closeee! It’s gonna... Ngggghhh! It’s gonna come! I’m gonna cum!"

He grinned now.

He pivoted his tongue right on the point, flicking speedily as her legs quavered in his arms.

"It’s... It’s... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" That was all she said before her walls tried to clench around something and poured waves of her climax in strong torrents.

"Aaassshhhhh! Hmph! Aaaawwwwn! It’s muchhh! It’s still coming. More is coming!!" She declared as if warning.

But Syril was there. He held her through everything, grasping her tightly as she spasmed violently.

After stretched minutes, she was done. She had relaxed. Her body was almost limp like she was completely spent.

But Syril knew she wasn’t done. He could see it in her eyes—the way she breathed heavily but never avoided his gaze, the way she tried to hold onto his shoulders despite her failing arms...

For now, she needed that moment to get herself right.

Syril released his grasp, gently placing her legs down. He did that to give her space to rest, and when he stood to move to another sofa, he was surprised to feel something on his neck.

It was... an arm?

"Where do you think you’re going?" Sherry whispered into his ears from behind. Her breathing pattern hadn’t restabilized, evident in the way her voice shook as she spoke.

Syril’s eyes widened.

He was shocked.

Wasn’t that woman he left breathless, panting like she just ran three miles?!

"You thought I was weak? You think you’re the only one who has an ability, hm?" She whispered again, holding his neck as if threatening his life, intermittently kissing his neck after every word.

"Maybe my ability isn’t strong like yours, but my parents did spend quite a fortune to make the most of this pathetic ability. You think Regeneration means I can only recover any severed body part, hm?" She didn’t stop, explaining whilst pecking his neck and back.

"No! My ability evolved through years of practice and fortunes spent on it. Now, I can also regenerate lost or spent stamina and even life force..."

"So, don’t think in that mind that we’re done," she ended with a smile, hugging him from behind as she kept on caressing his back with her lips."

Syril smiled bemusingly, turning to meet her gaze.

"We’re not done, are we?" Sherry stared long into his eyes, softly asking again, almost pleading.

"Well, that’s good to hear," Syril smirked knowingly. "Because we aren’t done. I’m not leaving until you’re satisfied."

She blushed hard and tilted her head in embarrassment. "Gosh, look how my daughter’s agemate is driving me crazy. At this point, I think I’m shameless," she muttered under her breath, staring at the cold floor as if she found something interesting there.

"Don’t tell me you’re regretting this?" Syril pulled her closer surprisingly, earning a rough gasp from her. He started kissing her neck, then her collarbone, and in that manner trailed down to her titties and wet pussy.

He didn’t stop until he covered every part of her body, relishing how she moaned softly despite just releasing her climax whilst worshipping her body.

"Hmmmm. Ahhhh, ughhh. Yeah..."

"Syril... ughhh. I don’t regret anything we did. I... ahhhh... I enjoyed everything. Every... hmmm... single... ahhh... part.... yeahhhh... of... fuck... it!"

She suddenly grabbed his head with both hands, holding his gaze before saying:

"I’ve spent many years in that convenience, constantly molested by perverts who think they’ve got it all. Now... I want you to burn those wrong hands that touched me. I want you to fuck me till I can’t remember all they’ve done to me. Fuck me, please!"

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