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Charlotte’s eyes, through the lenses of the steampunk glasses on her face, move up to stare at me. I smile, looking directly into her eyes. "You’re such a dirty pig." After saying this, my dick rises in front of Charlotte’s face, who looks away from my dick, which now seems to be staring at her.
I moved my arm again, but still kept my hand on her head and pulled her up, before I moved my left arm and grabbed the body of my dick, then I moved my dick and slapped her lightly across the face.
"Tap~~"
After that I smiled and ordered in an evil tone. "Now start. And if you don’t show me the taste of your deep throat, know that I won’t give you what you want. And I won’t use your pig body anymore either."
"Yes, Tyler. She replied.
"What?" I said, pulling hard on her hair, making her almost scream, but the fear of attracting attention spoke louder. "Ouch. Hey, that hurts."
Feeling the viscous liquid collect under my tongue. My lips close tightly as I move my tongue to gather even more, leaving my mouth full and moist. Then I tilt my head forward slightly.
My spit lands directly on her face. Charlotte, sensing this, becomes angry, but soon swallows her fury as she is already in a situation where her pride has already been destroyed. "Filthy pig, you must call me master from now on."
She shakes her head up and down, confirming that she has understood me. Then Charlotte takes a deep breath, smelling my dick pulsating before her eyes. The salty smell of salt enters her nostrils, but she soon calms down and places her lips on the head of my dick.
Her lips are small compared to the head of my dick. But I feel a shiver run through my whole body, I frown and pull her hair even more and push my dick into her mouth, making her choke.
"Blop~~"
My countenance changes as I feel my dick deep in Charlotte’s throat. "Fuck..." I can’t help myself, and grabbing her hair with both hands, I thrust my dick deeper to the point where her pussy was glued to my groin.
"Holy shit~~" I moaned as I felt his tongue around my dick. Her tongue was desperate, and her eyes looked scared. She stared up at me, begging me to take my dick out of her throat, which was squeezing my dick.
My dick went in and she really ran out of air. Her white face turned purple. In a desperate spasm, she raises one of her hands and pushes my abdomen trying to get her face away from my groin, but I’m stronger and pull her beautiful hair with my hand.
She moans in pain and gives up, then in an act of desperation Charlotte moves her beautiful eyes back up and stares into my eyes. I see an addictive scene, a beautiful woman begging me to remove my dick from her mouth.
"Bloop!"
I take a deep breath and manage to control myself, so I pull my throbbing dick out of her sweet, delicious female mouth. As soon as my dick leaves her throat, she starts breathing hard, trying her best to suck the oxygen out of the room.
"Uff~~"
"Uffff~~"
My dick is full of saliva and a small, almost transparent line of saliva is connecting Charlotte’s lips to my dick.
I extend my arm towards my dick and hold it tightly, then I grab the glasses from her head and rip them off, revealing two beautiful black eyes.
She’s scared of me, I smile and pull her hair and move my big dick closer to her feminine lips. Charlotte feels my tug on her long brown hair and in a humble tone says. "Please, master... have mercy."
I totally ignore her pleas and say. "Open your mouth and swallow everything, and I don’t just want that. I also want to see you swallow my dirty cum to the last drop."
Charlotte is trapped, nobody. There are only two options, the first is to fulfill my unholy desires or suffer the consequences. She moves her beautiful eyes towards my throbbing, veiny dick in front of her beautiful face.
She opens her mouth as wide as she can and swallows my dick slowly.
"Uhhuu~~~~!"
A weak moan escapes my lips again, she sucks vigorously on my glans because it’s big, but it’s not enough, I raise my other hand and with both of mine I grab her silky hair again.
And on a sudden impulse I thrust my dick all the way in. Making her kiss my groin again, hiding my entire dick in her throat.
"Pah! ~~~~"!
Immediately I feel her throat squeeze me like no pussy ever could. It’s very hot and I feel a desperate tongue along with a large amount of saliva around my grotesque penis.
"Shit!" I feel a tightening, but it’s not enough, so still holding Charlotte’s hair I start to move her head up and down.
"Pah!~~~~"!
"Pah!~~~~"!
"Ahaa~~~~!" Moans escape my lips for the simple fact that this woman’s mouth is something out of the ordinary.
Charlotte, you’re suffocating from my blows to your throat. Her two black eyes start to blink and her delicate white color starts to change to red, showing that she’s running out of air again.
I pull my dick out and look at the mess I’ve made. She looks at me begging for mercy, but I don’t respond and thrust once more and this time I feel my dick start to burn, so after a few minutes of pure forced oral sex my dick explodes into a grandiose milk pump.
"Uhhhh~~~~!"
My eyes roll back and a burning sensation starts to rip through my insides, I feel my heart pounding and milk starts to gush out of my dick. I look down and see Charlotte with the head of my dick still in her mouth, and then her mouth is filled and she can’t resist letting my dick spew cum all over her face.
She frowns as it tastes bitter and before she can swallow, I raise my voice and say. "Wait! Open your mouth and show me your tongue." Charlotte promptly opens her lips and shows me her tongue with lots of white cum on it.
"Slut... what does my cum taste like?" I ask with a smile.
Her beautiful face is completely desecrated with my seed, she can’t open her right eye because a few drops of my dick have stuck to her eye sockets.
Seeing this scene, I move my hand quickly towards my dick and masturbate for a few moments and manage to release some more milk onto her face. She tries to respond, but my sperm starts running down her lips. I stop her from saying anything and order her, "Drink it down and swallow it all, don’t let a drop fall on the floor."
"Glub~~" The sound of Charlotte swallowing is satisfying.
Taking a deep breath that felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders, I leaned back on the table and continued eating. After filling my belly and enjoying it, I said goodbye to Charlotte. "When I need you, I’ll come to you."
She gave a little pout, still tasting the cum, but didn’t object.
I left the place and went back to my lab. I collected some instant cure capsules that I had prepared earlier and headed for the tower’s trading area. The place was still bustling, with several tents and stalls set up everywhere. But I didn’t have time to advertise my products there and wait for buyers. The ideal would be to find someone like Marcel, who already had a steady clientele and could buy directly from me.
After a few minutes of searching, my eyes landed on a store that caught my eye. The sign above the entrance had just one word written in strong, imposing calligraphy: BAZAR.
The dark canvas of the tent was made of a sturdy material, and lamps illuminated the entrance discreetly, creating a sophisticated atmosphere. After I entered, I noticed that behind a counter full of items - books, vials of potions of various colors, and even some enchanted jewels - stood a lineage acolyte.
He was imposing. His bat wings were partially folded over his back, giving him a striking presence. His skin was black as night, and his eyes were a deep blue, glowing slightly in the magical light of the store. The moment I entered, he looked up at me, frowned and sighed, as if a beggar had just invaded his space.
I approached the counter calmly and said firmly: "I’m here to sell you some things."
He made a bored expression and gestured vaguely. "I’m not accepting anything at the moment. If you want to sell something, go to the weakest part of the market, where those losers risk their lives on missions to get a few lousy magic crystals."
I could see the contempt in his eyes. To him, I was just another desperate wannabe trying to sell insignificant items.
It was then that I realized a problem: my appearance didn’t reflect my true position. If I wore an engineer’s suit, people would see me differently. A good set of clothes could save me from such situations in the future.
But instead of arguing or trying to make a point, I just smiled. Keeping calm, I reached into my bag for one of the instant cure capsules and placed it on the counter without saying a word.
The acolyte looked at the device and, in an instant, his expression changed. His eyes widened slightly and he frowned, evaluating the item more carefully. After a moment of silence, he raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, looking a little disconcerted.
"Sorry," he said, letting out a sigh. "I thought you were poor, like those who have to risk their lives on missions to get magic crystals.
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