Chapter 79: Alice's Open Mouth

'It's intoxicating.'

He pressed his lips to her armpit in a soft kiss.

"Ah..."

She gasped, her eyes remaining closed, lost in the moment.

He grabbed her waist and pulled her close to his chest, her hands still in the air even after he released her.

With both hands free, he began to massage her sides, her waist, and her belly, his fingers pressing firmly into her soft skin.

"Mhmm~"

She didn't seem to notice as he gradually pulled her tunic down, inch by inch, until it gathered at her hips.

His fingers roamed over her bare belly, dipping into her belly button like a pebble into a pond.

"Ah..."

She moaned softly.

His eyes were glued to her bare breasts, watching them jiggle with each movement.

Leaning to the side again, he took a deep whiff of her scent, like refueling a bike with high-octane gasoline.

'Fuck! Never knew an armpit can smell so good.'

He squeezed and kneaded her stomach, his hands inching closer to her breasts.

'Just a bit more.'

The back of his fingers grazed the soft skin beneath her breasts, igniting a fierce longing.

He yearned to touch them, his desire throbbing like a drumbeat in his chest.

"Ah..."

He spread his fingers, ready to cup her breasts, just a breath away from his goal.

But before he could make contact, she suddenly grabbed his hands.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

She asked, panting, her eyes wide with surprise.

'Fuck!'

"Your body is all tense. You need a good massage, especially in areas like your chest. It's crucial for better blood circulation and breathing. You can't go on with your day-to-day life without a proper massage."

He said confidently, his eyes locked onto hers with unwavering intensity.

Do not appear desperate, appear dominant.

"B-but..."

"Were you feeling something while I massaged? Anything?"

He then teased her nipples, pinching and rolling them between his fingers like he was kneading dough, eliciting a chorus of gasps and moans from her lips.

With another forceful tug, he drew her closer once more, this time guiding her onto his bulging cock.

He positioned her so her ass cheeks pressed against his groin, the heat of her body meeting the hardness of his arousal, igniting a raw and primal desire between them.

"Ah, you're..."

She gasped as she felt his hardness pressing against her.

"This is the perfect position for the massage. Now just lean back and enjoy. Relax your body and let my magic hands work their wonders."

With that, he reached around from behind and grabbed her breasts again, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

She nestled against his chest, her head finding a comfortable spot on his shoulder while he played with her tits.

Her tunic offered little protection as she could feel the heat of his big cock pressing against her wet pussy.

"Ah..."

He grabbed her breasts firmly, squeezing them towards her nipples like he was milking a cow.

The pleasure was so intense that when she shuddered, her wet pussy rubbed against his cock, eliciting a moan from both of them.

He leaned in, sinking his teeth into her neck, leaving a passionate mark, before soothing it with a lick.

"Ah..."

He smacked her tits, each slap making her yelp in surprise.

Over and over, his hand landed on her breasts, sending a mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her.

With each slap, he began to grind his hips, his hard dick pressing against her wet pussy like a relentless wave crashing against the shore.

The sensations overwhelmed her until she shuddered one last time, her body convulsing wildly as she released onto his pants.

Limp and panting heavily, she lay there, eyes closed, as she rode out the aftershocks of pleasure that washed over her like a tidal wave.

"There you go. All finished."

He said with a smile, planting a kiss on her cheeks.

"Ara, ara, Kaisen-kun. Your massage works wonders. I feel amazing."

She giggled.

"Of course. I've got magic hands. Just ask Alice. She can vouch for me."

He replied confidently.

Sable glanced to her side and noticed Alice, fast asleep with her mouth gaping wide.

A mischievous idea popped into Sable's head, and a sly smile spread across her lips.

She leaned in closer, positioning one of her breasts directly above Alice's open mouth.

What must be she thinking?