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She lacked one criterion that had made her mother so popular. Yet, she wasn’t willing to give up. She extended her tongue and licked the shaft.
'It tastes terrible.' Even if the smell was enticing, the taste was revolting. It was so disgusting that it almost brought tears to her eyes.
‘I don’t want to do it.’ She knew she couldn't stop even though she didn't want to.
Just as she was debating whether to take another lick, she felt the prince place a hand on her head.
Hilda was smiling at her when she looked up. Hilda had already noticed the slight redness and tears caused by her refusal. However, contrary to her intention, she couldn’t help but feel excited about it.
Maysa felt the lazy dick in her hand throbbed slightly, but before she could look at it, Hilda said, "You want to give me a good time, right?"
Maysa hid her displeasure with a stiff smile as she looked at Hilda. As a result, Hilda simply responded, "Then open your mouth wide and don't use your teeth."
Maysa felt a push from the hand that was grabbing the back of her head and pushing it downwards before she could understand what Hilda was saying. Naturally, the shaft's pointy pink head rubbed against her lips, coating them in nasty liquid.
"Do you not want to?" Hilda couldn't help but tease her little when she sensed her hesitation. "I already knew you wouldn't be able to satisfy..." she said, relaxing her grip.
Hilda was about to finish her sentence when she felt Maysa open her lips and take the tip in her mouth. Maysa put the head of Hilda’s penis in her mouth, but she didn't let it touch her tongue or the inside of her mouth.
Even Fiona, a seasoned eater, had difficulty swallowing the entire thing. Hilda, of course, had no intention of forcing her.
"Think of it as a stick candy and suck," Hilda said, putting her hand on Maysa's head. "Utilize your tongue."
Maysa understood what Hilda was saying but was hesitant to say anything. She tried to look at Hilda again, but the hand on her head prevented her from doing so.
"Are you sure you know what to do? Or do you prefer not to?" And the teasing worked perfectly. Maysa's flexible tongue was poking against Hilda's sensitive tip inside her (M) mouth.
"Do you enjoy the flavor?" Hilda's hand didn't relax even when she asked. "You should suck harder if you like it."
Maysa realized she couldn't stop now, so she rubbed her tongue against the meat shaft inside her mouth. Hilda’s penis was soon poked against the inside of her mouth as Hilda's hand forced her down the sloppy dick.
Hilda had an unusually thick dick. Because of the lack of free space inside her mouth, her small tongue quickly tasted Hilda's dick. It was pushed so hard that she could even feel the warm meat shaft throbbing rhythmically.
Although her mouth was stuffed, she had no problem breathing. However, every time she tried, the addicting smell of Hilda's shaft overwhelmed her mind.
Maysa tried to take out the meat shaft of her mouth, which was now ladled with her spit, just as she felt the hand behind the head relax a little. However, the hand pushed her down on it with great force.
The sudden push stretched her lips to their widest point while the pointy tip pressed against the back of her throat.
Her small hand, which had tightened its grip on the meat shaft's root, could feel the uncontrollable throbbing.
She, on the other hand, was not in a position to feel it. She felt the urge to cough as the pointy tip rubbed against the back of her throat.
Before she could succeed, the thick meat shaft took up every available space in her mouth. In that position, Maysa couldn't even breathe, let alone cough.
The next time she felt the force relax on the back of her head, she tried to flee. Even before the shaft came out of her mouth, she took a deep breath. She made an attempt, at the very least. She soon started coughing violently.
The hand behind her head, on the other hand, was unforgiving. Her lips weren't stretched at the thickest part of Hilda's dick, so she wasn't sure if Hilda was being considerate or if the thick shaft was too long for her mouth.
She soon realized Hilda wasn't being considerate enough. Even though she had stated that she wasn't particularly fond of Maysa, she couldn't help but be aroused by the little things Maysa did.
Hilda had no idea what had sparked her passion. It may be Myasa’s small hand that was unintentionally squeezing her pink shaft or the unintentional sniffing of her penis.
The heat in her nether began to spread as the small tongue futilely wrestled with her penis.
When Hilda felt the tight mouth around her penis, she had no intention of stopping. She clutched her small head while pumping into her mouth.
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The deer-like eyes pleading with her to stop were like oil to the fire, enamoring Hilda even more. And it only served to fuel Hilda's desire to squirt her seed into her tiny mouth.
Maysa did not object, no matter how rough Hilda's actions had become. She wished she could breathe, but she let Hilda do her thing. She never pushed Hilda away or bit into her soft but hard member.
Perhaps this is why Hilda didn't go all out and try to shove the entire member inside Maysa's tiny mouth. And, given Maysa's mouth capacity, it would have been excruciatingly painful.
It didn't take long for Hilda to reach the climax, massaged by the softness of the muscle inside her mouth.
Hilda gently pushed Maysa's head against her penis as the sensation built up at the root of her penis.
Hilda's gentleness almost made Maysa gag. Nonetheless, she tried to keep her irritation at bay as the tip of Hilda's penis protruded almost to the mouth of the food pipe.
Before she could scream, the meat shaft inside her mouth began to throb violently.
Even if she had known what was going to happen, she was unprepared. Hilda's penis continued to pour warm, sticky seed down her throat.
It quickly filled all the empty crevices inside her mouth, and the liquid had nowhere else to go. And before Maysa knew it, she was being forced to swallow the seed that was supposed to fill her loved canal.
She wasn't sure if it was because of the wasted seed or because it was too much for her mouth, but tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes. Nonetheless, she sucked out Hilda's seed juice for who knows how long.
Hilda's head was tilted back in ecstasy as she poured enough of her load into Myasa's tiny mouth.
It took her a few moments to regain control of her breathing. Hilda had been pushing Maysa's head against her knotted penis until then.
The first thing she noticed when she looked was Maysa's teary deer eyes. Even if the entire thing didn’t enter her mouth, she still had half of it inside her mouth.
The tear and sperm milk that had leaked from her nostril had smudged her face. Her spit, mixed with Hilda's milk, was dripping from the corners of her mouth and rolling down her pink shaft. Nonetheless, the small hand never let go.
In any case, she didn't appear to be in a comfortable position. Hilda let go of her hand, and she spat out Hilda's penis quickly.
Hilda's milk was about to spill without the cork that had plugged her mouth. But before she could vomit, Hilda said, "Sallow it."
She quickly covered her mouth with both of her hands, like a terrified hamster. And it resulted in coughing.
Some of the juice dripped through the spaces between her fingers. However, she obediently swallowed everything she could.
Maysa began to cough violently, and it took her a few moments to calm down. Hilda couldn't help but smile as Maysa opened her mouth to show she had done as she was told.
But it wasn't reflected on her face. Hilda gave a solemn look and pointed to the ground. Maysa was perplexed when she found herself kneeling in a pool of water.
A terrified expression appeared on her face as soon as she realized it wasn't water. With a flushed face, she jumped away from the puddle.
“Are you a child?” Hilda couldn't help but laugh at Maysa's embarrassment, saying, "How could a grown woman piss herself in front of me?"
Maysa no longer dared to look at Hilda. She stood there, her fist clenched, staring at the floor. "I didn't," she replied, almost inaudibly.
They would have missed it if it had been anyone else. Hilda, on the other hand, would not miss it with her enhanced hearing.
But, Hilda chose to ignore it. "Clean yourself before climbing the bed," she said.
Maysa moved quickly towards the small bathroom-like area inside the room, not even looking at Hilda. Hilda smiled as she walked into the bedroom.
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