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The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe

Chapter 448: May I Lick and Grope It as well?
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Chapter 448: May I Lick and Grope It as well?

Marina began to grope his chest with both hands, molding the smooth... non-existent breasts beneath her palms.

Her fingers rubbed and played with his pink nipples, using every technique she had just learned from his earlier handling of her own breasts—pinching, rolling, tugging gently, then pressing her palms flat to massage the surrounding area.

Her touch was experimental but earnest, her emerald eyes focused intently on his reactions as the twilight outside finally gave way to full night.

Benjamin’s breath hitched sharply in his throat as he tried to form a coherent protest, his voice emerging in a strained, half-choked whisper.

"I... you idiot!" He attempted to twist away from her grasp, his body shifting restlessly against the soft sheets of her bed, but Marina’s hands were relentless, her fingers exploring his chest with an eager curiosity that bordered on overwhelming enthusiasm. "It does not work that way at all! You need to calm down just for a moment, please—!"

"Ohhh?" Marina’s deep emerald eyes sparkled with a teasing glint that transformed her usual stern, commanding demeanor into something far more playful and mischievous.

She did not relent in the slightest, her palms continuing to knead and caress the smooth planes of his chest with deliberate, experimental strokes.

"I seem to recall quite clearly asking you to stop as well, yet you paid no heed to my request whatsoever. Now it is your turn to remain silent and simply receive the brand of pleasure I have prepared especially for you, Benjamin."

Without another word of warning, she leaned forward, her auburn hair cascading like a silken curtain around her face as she brought her warm lips directly to his right nipple.

The tip of her tongue darted out, tracing slow, deliberate circles around the sensitive bud before flicking across it with surprising precision.

She alternated between the two sides whenever the mood struck her, switching from one to the other with fluid grace, her mouth hot and insistent against his skin.

"Ah, look at this—it is reacting so eagerly!" Marina exclaimed softly, pulling back just enough to observe the way his nipples had stiffened and hardened under her attentive care, a note of delight coloring her voice. "This must mean you are enjoying it far more than you are willing to admit, are you not?"

"I am not enjoying anything! Let me go!" Benjamin protested, his words tumbling out in a mix of embarrassment and reluctant sensation, his hands pushing weakly at her shoulders even as his body betrayed him with subtle shivers.

His cries for escape went entirely unheeded.

Marina continued her ministrations without pause, groping and sucking on his chest with focused determination, treating the area with the same intense curiosity she might have shown toward Elara’s naked body.

The wet sounds of her mouth and the gentle pressure of her fingers filled the quiet room, punctuated only by Benjamin’s increasingly flustered breathing.

Yet fortune, it seemed, chose that precise moment to smile upon him.

Marina’s gaze drifted downward during one of her brief pauses, her attention inevitably captured by the sight of his hot, hard penis pressing insistently against the soft skin of her stomach.

Her eyes widened slightly, a fresh wave of arousal flickering across her flushed features.

"Benjamin," she murmured, her voice dropping into a husky, inquisitive tone, The thin strand of saliva connecting her lips to his nipple stretched and then snapped with the motion. "tell me something... may I lick and grope your penis as well? I find myself quite curious about how it would feel beneath my hands and tongue."

"That was exactly what I wanted you to do from the very beginning, stupid!" Benjamin pouted, reaching to deliver a light tap against the side of her head. "...Eh? G-Groping my penis, you said?"

"Truly? Then you should have simply stated your desire clearly from the start!" Marina replied with an air of earnest surprise, as if the misunderstanding had been entirely avoidable.

She shifted downward without hesitation, her head moving toward his lap.

In one smooth, decisive motion, her mouth enveloped him completely, taking his full cock deep into the welcoming heat of her throat in a single glide.

The tight, rippling muscles of her throat immediately constricted around him with instinctive pressure.

"A deepthroat right away?! Are you some kind of hidden genius at this?!" Benjamin yelled out in shock and overwhelming pleasure, his hands instinctively flying to grasp at her head as powerful spasms overtook him.

Thick, hot ropes of his cum surged forth, spilling directly down her throat in heavy pulses that she accepted without pulling away.

Only when he had finished did she slowly draw back, thick strands of semen dripping from the corners of her mouth and trailing sensually down onto the soft swells of her breasts and along her thighs.

She looked momentarily dazed, her expression heavy with arousal as she examined the pearly fluid with her fingers, tracing its texture before licking her lips in a slow, deliberate manner that sent another jolt through Benjamin’s system.

"So much of it came pouring out..." she observed in a voice thick with lingering pleasure, her fingers still playing with the remnants on her skin. "And this is the very essence you released inside Elara to impregnate her, is it not?"

Without waiting for a full response, Marina scooped up a generous portion of the warm fluid from her body and began to smear it deliberately across her own glistening vagina.

She rubbed it in with focused movements, her fingers sliding through her wet entrance as she worked the mixture deeper inside herself, thrusting them in and out in a rhythm that made her breath catch audibly.

"Say, Benjamin..." Her eyes had taken on a distinctly manic gleam now, fueled by the heightened waves of pleasure coursing through her. "Can we... can we proceed with the actual penetration already? If I am forced to wait even a moment longer... I may very well end up violently raping you. That is your fair warning."

"Y... Yes, I was just about to suggest the very same thing—we really should move on to the main event properly," Benjamin replied, his face twisting into an awkward, slightly nervous expression even as desire burned brightly in his gaze.

[...Rape?] The stray thought echoed briefly in his mind, equal parts alarming and strangely thrilling given the context.

But before he could gather himself enough to initiate any movement of his own, Marina surged forward with decisive energy.

She crashed her lips against his in a heated, demanding kiss, her tongue plunging into his mouth with aggressive exploration.

It danced and twisted against his own in a wild, possessive rhythm, sucking and licking as though she intended to devour every last trace of him.

Her hands roamed freely across his body while she simultaneously positioned herself above him.

She grasped his throbbing hardness firmly in one hand, lifting her hips with clear intent.

Then, with exquisite slowness that bordered on torturous, she began to lower herself onto him.

"It is... it is sliding inside me...!" Marina cried out breathlessly, a fresh trail of saliva escaping from the corner of her mouth and dripping down onto Benjamin’s chest as she sank lower.

The thick length of him penetrated her inch by careful inch, stretching her tight, virgin walls that had only known him once before.

The sensation built steadily until he was fully seated deep within her, the swollen head pressing firmly against the entrance to her cervix.

The moment he bottomed out, Marina’s entire body convulsed violently.

A powerful orgasm ripped through her without warning, her inner muscles clamping down around him in rhythmic spasms as waves of intense pleasure overwhelmed her senses.

She lost her balance momentarily, her toned warrior’s frame trembling uncontrollably atop him.

For Benjamin, the experience was nothing short of exquisite torment—a tightness that was so overwhelming.

She was a battle-hardened Amazon, her body honed by centuries of combat and discipline, and despite losing her virginity only the day prior, her vagina remained almost impossibly snug, gripping him like a velvet vice that threatened to pull him under with every involuntary flutter.

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