Hollywood Delight 37 Vampiric Power

Instead, you came. All over her face and hair right after you pound her p.u.s.s.y without any reservation.

Celine pants heavily, lying there against the backseat with both of her legs hanging out of the backdoor of the car, which parks some distance from the road.

Overwhelming l.u.s.t wrecks her mind due to your machination.

No one can resist your G.o.dlike power, and it didn't feel like **** because she is very willing.

As you straddle her chest, juices gush out of her soaking c.u.n.t while her body s.h.i.+vers in delight.

You stroke your c.o.c.k a couple of time, forcing out a string of s.p.u.n.k and letting it pools into her opened mouth.

Her tongue swirls the milky batter before she swallows and inhales your c.o.c.k.

The feeling is wonderful as she takes you deep into her hot mouth and throat.

You groan in pleasure and grip her head tightly with both hands. Your hips buckle violently, plunging your steel shaft deep down her throat to her stomach.

Your c.o.c.k buries deep into her face, attempting to suffocate her.

Despite that, Celine maintains her breathing expertly.

Her throat constricts around your c.o.c.k whenever she swallows, making you seeing stars for minutes on end.

Celine is very good at sucking c.o.c.k, bringing you to o.r.g.a.s.m quickly.

Letting out a vicious roar, your b.a.l.l.s contract tightly and pump another doze of hot batter up the meat shaft and right into her throat and stomach.

Celine gags at the insane flooding.

Her eyes roll upwards, blissfully.

Her legs squirm, energetically.

Celine soon chokes, forcing you to pull completely back and unload the remaining c.u.m onto her face for the second time, giving her a nice glossy finish.

Celine looks much better covered with your s.p.u.n.k.

You exhale deeply and slap her c.u.m-coated face a few times with your c.o.c.k.

It is simply paybacks since she did stalk and annoy you based solely on a hunch. She isn't wrong in her suspicion of you, but that didn't mean you will allow her to do whatever she please.

Furthermore, it isn't like you haven't thought about f.u.c.king her back in the motel.

She is very s.e.xy, very intelligent and extremely daring. The combination isn't bad at all. Having her as your woman or in your pocket is a good idea.

You press your c.o.c.k against her glossy lips and back into her mouth for a good cleaning.

Despite the climax, your c.o.c.k is still rock hard. In fact, you learn that after integrating with the System, you are not easily satisfied s.e.xually.

You can c.u.m gallons several times and probably more.

If only you get some rewards for having s.e.x with beautiful women. An idea form in your mind, but you couldn't wager with the System without being unconscious afterwards.

Putting that idea away for now, you get off her chest and give the two soft globes a couple of squeezes and twists.

Due to her rigorous exercise and constant workout, they are not as soft and tender as you prefer them.

Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s are still very nice in your hand though.

You turn her around and slap her a.s.s a few times to imprint your mark.

She yelps cutely in responses, making your d.i.c.k jolts excitedly. It definitely wants to be buried inside her again.

However, her p.u.s.s.y needs time to recover.

Celine gasps as your c.o.c.k probes the entrance into her r.e.c.t.u.m.

"What are you…? Wait! That's not…!"

She calls out before her body instinctively arcs backwards at the forceful intrusion.

Ignoring her pleads, you push deeper into her a.s.s before f.u.c.king her a.n.a.lly.

"Oh G.o.d! I can't breathe… I can't breathe…!"

Celine heaves her chest and gasps for air when you bottom out completely inside of her r.e.c.t.u.m. Both of your hands wrap themselves around her waist before your hips pull back and slam forwards, hard.

You begin pounding her a.s.s, feeling the pleasure building from the tip to the base of your shaft. Your c.o.c.k grows thicker and longer.

Celine holds onto the seat tightly for balance. Her bubbly a.s.s ripples as you hammer away from behind without pause.

"Oh f.u.c.k! Ugh! So deep! Ah!"

You soon pick up speed and feel the tingling sensation in your b.a.l.l.s.

Celine moans loudly with her tongue hanging out of her mouth.

Her hands push against the backseat, slamming her a.s.s against your hips and matching your forward thrusts.

Warm liquid streams down her legs as her r.e.c.t.u.m spread itself to accommodate you.

Your c.o.c.k jerks violently whenever it sheaths itself deep within her a.s.s.

And when you feel you cannot hold on any longer, your hips hug her a.s.s tightly and your grips tighten around her waist.

"f.u.c.k! Uh! Uh! Mmmmmmph! Mnnnphh! Ah! f.u.c.k! So hot!"

Celine screams when you flood her inside. Steaming hot c.u.m fills her r.e.c.t.u.m to the absolutely brim before oozing out around your c.o.c.k and running down her thighs.

You pull back slightly and slam forth, causing the c.u.m erupts around your shaft. You repeat the action until your b.a.l.l.s let out everything into her a.s.s and thighs.

Despite that, your c.o.c.k remains rock hard. You are not fully satisfied yet.

You pull your c.o.c.k out of her a.s.s, leaving a gaping hole filled with c.u.m behind. You then press its head against her soaking p.u.s.s.y, readying to penetrate.

Celine widens her eyes as her c.u.n.t gets filled once more.

With both hands around her hips, you pound away, forcing her to scream in both pains and pleasures.

Your hands soon grab hold of her wrists, pulling her hands back and her body upwards. Green ethereal mists swirl around her body, coming from you and entering her body.

"Oh G.o.d, f.u.c.k me! f.u.c.k me! f.u.c.k me!"

Celine calls out as her mind fills with l.u.s.t and only l.u.s.t. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounce happily. She didn't think of anything else as you continue f.u.c.king her from behind and unload buckets of c.u.m into her c.u.n.t.

You didn't concern yourself with what happen if she got pregnant. You didn't even notice the strange number appearing on her head, decreasing rapidly until reaching zero.

In this moment, your only concern is satisfying your overwhelming l.u.s.t.

It is finally fulfilled in about half an hour or so.

Your b.a.l.l.s are utterly drained, and your d.i.c.k is completely satisfied. It has gone soft at last.

Celine is sleeping rather peacefully in the backseat. c.u.m continues to spill out of her well-used c.u.n.t and a.s.s.

While still naked, you stare into the distance from the front pa.s.senger seat and wonder what was that all about.

You recall the number you saw. It didn't feel important at the time.

"System. What was that number?"

[Invalid query. Try again.]

You let out a sigh and rephrase your question, making sure to include as much details as possible.

You wish the System is smarter, but it is smart whenever it wants to be.

[The number is an indicator of lifeforce available. User can drain lifeforce from others through s.e.xual interactions. The amount of lifeforce can be drained is determined by several conditions.]

You are surprised. This is new to you.

You have a.s.sumed that the amount of lifeforce you have is finite and you should use them sparingly in your rise to prominent, but this isn't the case as according to the System.

As for what conditions the System is talking about, you learn that it has to do with how the person is genuinely feeling about you at the time.

The more they are against you, the more lifeforce you can steal from them and add to your own.

This is because the amount available is weighted by the difficulty of conquest.

As for Celine, she is still suspicious of you even though she is attracted to you at the time due to the romantic song and the reminiscence of her past.

The amount you drain from her is several months.

While it is not really a great amount, it can still be put to good use, considering all your G.o.dlike abilities consume your lifeforce to activate.

After having a long and tedious chat with the System on this hidden vampiric power, you learn that you can effectively become immortal if you f.u.c.k around with different women regularly.

That sounds like a dream.

You request the System to show that number on everyone all the time.

This is because you don't want to spend every waking moment in bed, f.u.c.king someone just to live a bit longer. You rather go for the people who have huge amount of lifeforce available to drain.

Since you are not into guys, you can only increase your lifeforce through using women.

You found that a bit unfair.

You wonder if there is another way to drain lifeforce.

[Killing another person will allow the User to stake their claim on the remaining lifeforces. Claims must be made during the moment of death. Certain conditions must be met for the claim to be valid.]

Blood nearly drains from your face from hearing that.

You get all the years that they would have lived from the people you killed?

That sounds insane, utterly insane!

"What are you? Some kind of Death G.o.d System!?"

[Invalid query. Try again.]

"G.o.dd.a.m.n it!"