The silver-haired man was deeply indulging with her, as his hands explored her body. His right hand slipped under the woman's clothes, grabbing onto her soft mounds.
His grasp wasn't gentle at all, he was quite brutal with his moment, but equally pleasurable for the become her loud moan justifying how desperate she was becoming with each passing second.
The man's whole body was already naked, his manhood stood straight, rubbing against her inner thighs, making their kiss even more lustful.
He stopped playing with boobs and tore open her dress, throwing away all unnecessary hurdles between their bodies.
The woman didn't even show any shocked reaction at her clothes suddenly being torn; she became even more aggressive with kisses. Her teeth digging into the man's lips boldly, the man also replied with equal passion, dying their lips with blood.
The man pushed her to the ground, but she also pulled him with her. Her sharp nails dug into the man's back as she pulled him with her.
The man above the woman, and her nails on his back soaked in fresh blood. He didn't care about the nails at all, moving on to kissing her neck. As his lips touched her neck, a rare kind of current ran down the woman's body. Slowly, her hand let go of his back and wrapped their body in a perfect sync. She moved her legs across his waist as she pressed his head against her neck. While her teeth were also sinking into his muscular shoulders.
The man didn't stop there and continued to move downwards. His lips move inch by giving the subtle pleasure and anticipation. As his lips came on her soft, beautiful, giant melons, he didn't bite them brutally as before; instead lips gave them a few gentle kisses as they continued to move around her nipples.
He took out his tongue, circling around her nipples, teasing her nipples as she twitched for more. After teasing a bit, he opened his mouth wide, taking a huge chunk of meat into his mouth.
While his mouth was tasting her meat, his hands were doing their own exploration. One of his hands was making some unique art pieces with breast while his other hand gently explored her forbidden valley. For his ease, there was a sign of water already there, reaching her depth won't be too hard.
His hand slowly parted her lower lips, pushing his hand deeper into the wet cave. He started to play with her lower lip, gently folding, clutching, pinching and pulling. Every followed by more and more sensual moans.
Finally, he let go of her mounds, leaving them covered in his saliva before continuing to move downwards. The woman was completely losing this battle. The power from her was slipping away with each moment of the boy as lips continued to go down on her body.
His tongue glided through her chest to her belly before reaching its final destination. The woman spread her legs apart, giving his tongue a way to reach the right place.
As his tongue entered the valley, an intoxicating scent entered his nose, making it even harder, yet he still controlled himself and decided to take it step by step to further increase anticipation and reward.
A bitter-sweet taste came into his mouth as he tasted the fluid between her thighs. It may not be super tasty, but the excitement it gave was like a drug. After having a taste of the outer shell, he was ready to move deeper.
He buried his face, his tongue unfolding her clitoris, and teased.
This made the woman almost lose her mind in pleasure as she tightly grabbed his head, pressing his head even deeper. The man complied with her wishes as his tongue stopped her foreplay with her clitoris and started exploring her inner world.
His eyes glowed even brighter with each step forward, her breath becoming lighter, the moans becoming heavier.
After he was done with his foreplay, he started to get to the real work. Positioning his little monster against her moist cave, he was ready to give her the deepest exploration she could ever have.
But he didn't penetrate her instantly; he let her beg, not push in at all, until she couldn't take it and started to move on her own.
Seeing her desperate behaviour, he went to grab her lips, which were soaked in blood, which had turned cold by now. He went, taking her lips into his, renewing the fire within, letting the blood flow. Enjoying the pleasure in pain. As he moved his hips satisfying her wishes, with a single thrust, he didn't hold back, almost pushing his entire rod into her.
She wanted to scream out in pleasure, but her voice was lost within his mouth, as they continued to kiss while his hips started to catch the rhythm.
He continued to pound her, with each pound her moans were becoming louder, her body was becoming weak, like with each drop, pleasure was taking a part of her life force.
As she continued to enjoy rough sex, her body started to loosen, her eyes still glued on the silver man pounding her. But her body was becoming hollow.
Slowly, the mark of age started to appear on her body, wrinkles started to cover her face, her blood started to drain, but she remained unaware of everything except for the pleasure she was having with him.
Just as it seemed she would be sucked dry by this silver-haired man. A strange silver glow appeared on the man's forehead like a crescent moon. As the silver moon on his forehead started to glow. The lust in his eyes started to vanish.
He suddenly raised his hands, digging his sharp nails into his forehead, trying to gouge out the silver moon. But it only amplified the growth as a strange power seemed to suppress the man's thoughts. As he was trying to resist only lost in the end.
After a futile struggle, he gave up and lay on the woman's body, too weak to even lift his hand. His thoughts continued to become hazy as his mind also seemed to be suppressed by the crescent moon.