Byu jolts awake to an unfamiliar ceiling.
Before he can form any questions, intense waves of pleasure flood his mind, sweeping away any coherent thoughts. His toes curl involuntarily as a long, breathless moan slips from his lips. Something heavenly is happening beneath the blankets, centred around his crotch.
In a surge of curiosity and panic, Byu yanks the duvet away, revealing a shocking scene.
Two HOT women are sucking his HUGE cock, a veiny, drool-slicked beast that gleams in the dim light.
The raven-haired beauty focuses on his shaft, her soft, full lips wrapped tightly around him. Byu shudders, overwhelmed by the intense suction as she moves rhythmically, her every motion designed for his pleasure.
Before Byu can catch his breath, the vixen plunges down, taking him so deep that his tip RAMS against the back of her throat. Her warm, velvety meat walls envelop, squeeze, and massage every inch of his pulsating shaft, while her nimble tongue slithers and sloshes relentlessly along his sensitive underside. The pleasure has transcended mere waves. Now, bursts of vibrant, electric ecstasy detonate in Byu's mind like colourful fireworks, each one igniting pure bliss within him.
As she blows him with unwavering devotion, Byu locks his gaze onto her emerald eyes. They burn with unrestrained ecstasy, savouring every moment of his fullness.
This is a girl lost in the thrill of submission.
Noticing his awe, she intensifies her rhythm, sucking even harder and faster, devouring him like a starved prisoner given a long-awaited meal.
Meanwhile, her blond accomplice is on the lower playing field, licking and polishing the jewels. She works quietly yet diligently, as if she were handling the most precious gems in the world. A moment later, she gives him a jealous little nibble, hinting that she too wants a turn with the real treasure.
"Don't be a hog, Vesla!"
POP! Vesla finally separates from her prize. Globs of saliva roll down her face, creating wet pools on the bed. After taking a moment to catch her breath, Vesla teases, "Does our little Zaeya want a turn too?"
"Y-yes…" Zaeya replies, her voice barely above a whisper.
Vesla pulls back with a smirk, her lips glistening as she watches Zaeya timidly approach Byu's throbbing cock. The blond beauty hesitates, her hands trembling slightly as she wraps her fingers around his thick shaft. Her wide eyes glance up at Byu, unsure, her breath shallow as she takes in the sheer size of him.
"Nervous, are we?" Vesla teases, her voice dripping with amusement as she watches Zaeya's hesitation. "Don't worry, sweetheart. Just open wide... you'll learn."
Zaeya swallows hard, her lips parting as she lowers her mouth over the tip of Byu's cock. She struggles to take him in, her small mouth barely able to stretch wide enough to accommodate his girth. Her lips press against his shaft, but she can only manage to take a fraction of him inside before she pulls back, gasping for air, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Vesla chuckles softly, her hand sliding around the back of Zaeya's head, fingers tangling in her golden hair. "You can do better than that," she whispers in a sultry tone, guiding her closer to Byu's cock. "Let me help you."
With a firm grip, Vesla pushes Zaeya's head forward, forcing her lips back down over Byu's thick shaft. Zaeya's eyes widen in surprise as her mouth stretches further, his cock sliding deeper into her throat. She gags, her throat tightening around him, but Vesla doesn't let up. Her hand keeps Zaeya in place, pushing her head down slowly, inch by inch.
"Take it... deeper," Vesla urges, her voice both commanding and reassuring as she controls Zaeya's movements. "You'll get used to it."
Zaeya's eyes water, her throat struggling to accommodate Byu's size. The pressure against her lips and jaw is intense, and every breath is shallow and desperate, but she obeys, trying her best to keep him inside. Vesla's grip remains firm, her hand guiding Zaeya's head up and down with a steady, relentless rhythm, forcing her to take him deeper with each motion.
Byu groans, his body trembling as Zaeya's tight throat begins to adjust to him, her lips stretching further as Vesla controls her pace. Each time she tries to pull back for air, Vesla gently but firmly pushes her forward again, making sure she doesn't shy away from the task.
"Good girl," Vesla coos, her fingers tightening in Zaeya's hair as she pushes her down once more. "You're doing so well... just a little more."
Zaeya moans softly around Byu's cock, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through his body as she finally manages to take him deeper. Her lips are stretched impossibly wide, her throat bulging slightly as she struggles to keep him inside, but she's learning—her movements becoming smoother, more fluid, even with Vesla's firm guidance.
"See? You're getting the hang of it," Vesla praises, her hand relaxing slightly as Zaeya begins to bob her head on her own, her lips slick with saliva, her cheeks flushed. "Now show him how much you want it."
Encouraged by Vesla's words, Zaeya picks up the pace, her moans growing louder as she works to please him, her mouth now eager despite the challenge. She may have been nervous at first, but the thrill of submission and Vesla's firm hand have awakened something inside her—something hungry.