Chapter 322: 322. Breeding A Bitch On Top Of Another Bitch Has Another Feeling To It**
The air in the studio was a thick, suffocating fog of pheromones and sweat, vibrating with the sheer, unbridled energy of the three of them. Mike didn’t need a second invitation. He saw the way Ellie was presenting herself, her legs hiked high, her fingers pulling her slick, swollen folds wide, offering him a direct, unhindered path to her core.
He lunged forward, his massive, dark shaft hovering for a split second over her gaping entrance before he drove himself home with a single, devastating, earth-shattering lunge.
THWACK SQUELCH!
The impact was so violent that Ellie’s entire body jolted upward, her spine arching so sharply it looked like she might snap. Because she was positioned directly on top of Haruka, the force of Mike’s thrust sent a shockwave through both women.
Haruka, who was still struggling to regain her breath and find her bearings after her near blackout, let out a muffled, startled shriek as Ellie’s weight and Mike’s power slammed her back into the mattress.
"AHHHHHHHH! OH GOD, MIKE! YES! RIGHT THERE! FUCK!" Ellie screamed, her head tossing wildly, her eyes rolling back as the massive head of his cock slammed into her cervix with the force of a piston.
Mike was a man possessed. He wasn’t just fucking Ellie; he was using her as a bridge to continue his assault on both of them.
He gripped Ellie’s thighs, his thick fingers digging deep into her tan skin, and began a rhythmic, punishing cadence that was even more ferocious than before.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The sound was deafening: the wet, heavy slapping of his pelvis against Ellie’s ass, punctuated by the frantic, squelching noises of his cock sliding in and out of her overfilled, dripping pussy.
"Mmmpphh! Hah... hah... Mike... you’re so... so big! AHHHH!" Ellie’s voice was a frantic, broken melody of ecstasy.
She leaned forward, her chest pressing against Mike’s as he worked her, her hands clawing at his muscular back, her nails leaving red streaks in his sweat-slicked skin.
Beneath them, Haruka was a mess of sensory overload. Every time Mike’s hips slammed into Ellie, the impact vibrated through Haruka’s body, making her feel as if she were being part of the friction itself.
She was pinned, breathless, her face pressed into the pillow, her muffled moans mixing with Ellie’s high-pitched screams.
"Hnnnngh... ahhh... so much... too much..." Haruka whimpered, her body trembling uncontrollably.
The sensation of the semen he had just pumped into her was still warm and heavy inside her, and the added pressure of Mike’s weight and Ellie’s body made her feel like she was being crushed in the most delicious way possible.
Mike was a machine of pure, unadulterated lust. He was grinning, a dark, predatory expression of absolute dominance. He leaned down, his mouth finding the sensitive curve of Ellie’s neck, biting and sucking as he continued to hammer into her with a relentless, terrifying speed.
SCHLICK... SLAP... SCHLICK... SLAP!
"YOU LIKE THAT, ELLIE?!" Mike roared, his voice a deep, guttural rumble that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room. "YOU LIKE BEING FUCKED WHILE SHE WATCHES?!"
"YOU LIKE FEELING HOW DEEP I CAN GO?!"
"YES! YES! YES! AHHHHH! BREAK ME! MIKE, PLEASE! DON’T STOP! DON’T YOU EVER STOP!" Ellie was practically hysterical now, her screams becoming a continuous, melodic wail of pure, unbridled need.
Her pussy was clenching and unclenching around him with a desperate, rhythmic ferocity, her internal muscles milking him with every single thrust.
The studio was a cacophony of carnal madness. The rhythmic, wet "SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!" of their bodies, the heavy, labored breathing of the three lovers, the frantic, high-pitched screams of Ellie, and the low, desperate whimpers of Haruka created a symphony of pure, uninhibited lust.
Mike was driving them both toward a precipice, a mountain of tension that seemed to grow higher with every single, punishing lunge. He was a force of nature, a titan of flesh, and he was determined to keep them both on the edge, teetering in that exquisite, agonizing space between survival and total, soul-shattering annihilation.
The air in the studio was a thick, suffocating fog of pheromones and sweat, vibrating with the sheer, unbridled energy of the three of them. Mike didn’t need a second invitation. He saw the way Ellie was presenting herself, her legs hiked high, her fingers pulling her slick, swollen folds wide, offering him a direct, unhindered path to her core.
He lunged forward, his massive, dark shaft hovering for a split second over her gaping entrance before he drove himself home with a single, devastating, earth-shattering lunge.
THWACK SQUELCH!
The impact was so violent that Ellie’s entire body jolted upward, her spine arching so sharply it looked like she might snap. Because she was positioned directly on top of Haruka, the force of Mike’s thrust sent a shockwave through both women.
Haruka, who was still struggling to regain her breath and find her bearings after her near blackout, let out a muffled, startled shriek as Ellie’s weight and Mike’s power slammed her back into the mattress.
"AHHHHHHHH! OH GOD, MIKE! YES! RIGHT THERE! FUCK!" Ellie screamed, her head tossing wildly, her eyes rolling back as the massive head of his cock slammed into her cervix with the force of a piston.
Mike was a man possessed. He wasn’t just fucking Ellie; he was using her as a bridge to continue his assault on both of them.
He gripped Ellie’s thighs, his thick fingers digging deep into her tan skin, and began a rhythmic, punishing cadence that was even more ferocious than before.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The sound was deafening: the wet, heavy slapping of his pelvis against Ellie’s ass, punctuated by the frantic, squelching noises of his cock sliding in and out of her overfilled, dripping pussy.
"Mmmpphh! Hah... hah... Mike... you’re so... so big! AHHHH!" Ellie’s voice was a frantic, broken melody of ecstasy.
She leaned forward, her chest pressing against Mike’s as he worked her, her hands clawing at his muscular back, her nails leaving red streaks in his sweat-slicked skin.
Beneath them, Haruka was a mess of sensory overload. Every time Mike’s hips slammed into Ellie, the impact vibrated through Haruka’s body, making her feel as if she were being part of the friction itself.
She was pinned, breathless, her face pressed into the pillow, her muffled moans mixing with Ellie’s high-pitched screams.
"Hnnnngh... ahhh... so much... too much..." Haruka whimpered, her body trembling uncontrollably.
The sensation of the semen he had just pumped into her was still warm and heavy inside her, and the added pressure of Mike’s weight and Ellie’s body made her feel like she was being crushed in the most delicious way possible.
Mike was a machine of pure, unadulterated lust. He was grinning, a dark, predatory expression of absolute dominance. He leaned down, his mouth finding the sensitive curve of Ellie’s neck, biting and sucking as he continued to hammer into her with a relentless, terrifying speed.
SCHLICK... SLAP... SCHLICK... SLAP!
"YOU LIKE THAT, ELLIE?!" Mike roared, his voice a deep, guttural rumble that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room. "YOU LIKE BEING FUCKED WHILE SHE WATCHES?!"
"YOU LIKE FEELING HOW DEEP I CAN GO?!"
"YES! YES! YES! AHHHHH! BREAK ME! MIKE, PLEASE! DON’T STOP! DON’T YOU EVER STOP!" Ellie was practically hysterical now, her screams becoming a continuous, melodic wail of pure, unbridled need.
Her pussy was clenching and unclenching around him with a desperate, rhythmic ferocity, her internal muscles milking him with every single thrust.
The studio was a cacophony of carnal madness. The rhythmic, wet "SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!" of their bodies, the heavy, labored breathing of the three lovers, the frantic, high-pitched screams of Ellie, and the low, desperate whimpers of Haruka created a symphony of pure, uninhibited lust.
Mike was driving them both toward a precipice, a mountain of tension that seemed to grow higher with every single, punishing lunge. He was a force of nature, a titan of flesh, and he was determined to keep them both on the edge, teetering in that exquisite, agonizing space between survival and total, soul-shattering annihilation.
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