Ethan didn’t stop his pursuit of her luscious, red lips until the chestnut-haired beauty’s breathing became ragged. He let his lips trail down Marion’s soft, silky cheek, moving toward her swan-like neck and the delicate line of her collarbone. Every inch of her pale, smooth shoulders was a delight to explore.

Finally, his gaze settled on the low-cut neckline of her provocative maid outfit. Between the thin strips of fabric, a deep, snowy valley was on full display. The small patches of cloth did little to hide the tempting, heaving mounds of her breasts.

Her uniform was already in tatters, falling away under Ethan’s touch. A sudden, tingling sensation—like the light nip of ants—erupted across her chest as Ethan began to tease her. Marion’s mouth drifted open, and she couldn’t stop the soft, melodic moans from escaping her throat.

While Ethan buried his face between her soft, upright “rabbits,” suckling and licking at the sensitive flesh, his hand began to wander down her thigh, heading toward the apex of her legs.

“Ngh…”

Marion bit her lip hard, but as his fingers began to stroke and toy with her sensitive, damp entrance, waves of dizzying pleasure washed over her. Her resolve crumbled, and her gasps became louder.

Ethan held her mature, voluptuous body close, feeling her skin turn hot and soft. He peppered her blushing face with kisses while his hand squeezed and kneaded her large, milky breasts. Meanwhile, his “little Ethan” was restless, grinding against her inner thighs, pushing up against the delicate lace of her garter straps and toward the mysterious flat of her lower belly.

The sensitive head of his cock rubbed against her black lace panties, providing a brief, agonizing relief for his mounting lust. Ethan looked up, finally ripping away the remnants of the maid outfit. Her sexy bra offered no protection; with a gentle tug, it fell away, revealing her two perfect, swaying globes.

He leaned down and took one of her rosy, tender nipples into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it and gave it a playful nip with his teeth.

Since she was still a virgin, the sensation hit Marion like a bolt of lightning. She groaned, her eyebrows knitting together in a mix of shock and ecstasy as her body arched toward him. Her beautiful red lips parted, letting out a series of involuntary cries.

The “heavenly music” of her moans acted as the perfect catalyst. Ethan continued to suckle her breasts while shifting his lower body. He moved slightly to the side, letting his hand slide down her silky, pale stomach toward the heat between her legs.

The stimulation sent Marion’s heart into a frantic throb. Every sensitive zone on her body was being ignited. Having her pristine body handled so boldly made her shy, yet it stoked a fire in her blood. Drowning in lust, Marion suddenly felt his large, warm hand push aside the damp fabric of her panties. His long fingers slid into the slick, wet folds of her entrance.

Marion instinctively clamped her legs shut—those long, slender legs clad in black garter stockings. Her cheeks burned like fire, and her eyes were squeezed shut, looking as though she might cry from the sheer intensity of the shame and pleasure.

Ethan wasn’t in a hurry. He used his fingers to tease the outer edges of her slit. Gradually, her rigid, tense body began to melt, turning soft and pliable. The gentle, chestnut-haired beauty was slowly opening herself up to him, both body and soul.

As her defense softened, Ethan didn’t hesitate. He thrust his fingers deep into the moist, tender junction of her thighs.

“Ah…!” Marion let out another uncontrollable cry, her body stiffening for a moment. The sudden invasion of her “sacred garden” by a foreign object sent her mind into a panic. She tried to twist her hips to escape the “demon hand,” but Ethan pinned her down, pressing his weight into her until she was immobile against the bed.

The incredible warmth and wetness he felt made Ethan’s throat go dry. Knowing his fingers were currently deep inside her pristine core, he gave a gentle hook with his knuckle.

“Ahhh…!”

The sharp jolt of pleasure forced another moan from her. Ethan continued to massage and stroke her, taking his time until her secret place was a literal swamp of nectar. The chestnut-haired girl was twitching, her legs curling inward. She wanted to flee the sensation, yet her body was pinned under him.

Finally, she gripped his shoulder with one hand and his moving wrist with the other. Her breathing was incredibly fast. “Ethan-sama… I want it… give it to me… I can’t take any more…”

Ethan gave a small smile but didn’t speak. He slowly withdrew his fingers and began to move his body down. His hot lips and tongue traveled from her swaying breasts down her torso. He licked and kissed her slender waist, teased her cute belly button, and skimmed over her flat, tight stomach. Finally, he came to a stop before the overflowing peach blossom cave.

He licked her “petals” for a long moment, watching her body tremble. Then, seeing her pink, pearl-like clitoris, he took it directly into his mouth and began to suck.

“Oh… no, please… Ethan-sama… not there…”

Marion spoke with a sob in her voice. Having her most sensitive spot suckled and flicked by his tongue was driving her to the brink of madness.

Ethan rose to his knees. He grabbed her spread, stocking-clad legs and aimed the head of his cock at her pulsing entrance. He rubbed the tip against her labia, coating it in her thick, sweet honey. He gave a quick, shallow poke into the opening, then immediately pulled back.

This “teasing” method almost made the girl cry from frustration. Marion reached out and wrapped her arms tightly around Ethan’s neck, her lips brushing against his ear. She no longer cared about dignity or pride; whether it was for the “healing” or pure lust, she was begging for him.

“Ah… please… thrust inside… I beg you… take me… Ethan-sama…!”

Ethan couldn’t hold back any longer. He dropped his hips. With a wet shluck sound, the massive head of his cock forced its way into Marion’s tender valley.

Thanks to the extensive foreplay with his mouth and fingers, her body was fully prepared. After he rotated his hips for a moment, the initial pain faded. Instead, a profound sense of fullness took over, though the emptiness deep in her womb still ached for more.

Ethan felt her desire. He cupped her snowy, plump buttocks and gave a powerful, downward thrust. The entire 20cm+ length of his “Great Dragon” buried itself into her body in one go.

“AHHHH!”

Marion’s cry was one of pure satisfaction. She felt her lower body being stretched and filled by the scorching-hot, thick shaft. Though it felt tight and heavy, it was incredibly fulfilling. The unprecedented pleasure made her voluptuous body shake, and a fresh geyser of nectar erupted from her core.

If Marion hadn’t been so well-lubricated, it would have been impossible for Ethan to enter so easily given his size. Now, having been teased to her limit, she wrapped her long, black-stockinged legs around Ethan’s back, meeting his heavy thrusts and grinding rotations with everything she had.

Their two lust-filled bodies were finally joined. Ethan gripped her soft, rounded ass and began to pump rhythmically.

Plap! Plap! Plap!

Marion’s legs were spread wide as Ethan hammered into her. Every thrust slammed into her core, making her cervix tremble. The electrical shocks of pleasure were so intense that she felt paralyzed, able only to cling to him and moan as he rearranged her insides.

Ethan was like a tireless bull, plowing into the field. The gentle, beautiful girl cried out, her chestnut hair swaying wildly as she begged for mercy while simultaneously asking for more.

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Ethan spread her legs even wider, giving him a clear path to bottom out with every strike. His thick member stretched her open, and the sound of flesh slapping together echoed through the room like a steady drumbeat. Her pussy was gripped tight around him, and every time he slammed into her, her rounded, pale butt shook with “meat waves,” vibrating under the force of the impact.

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