Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties
Chapter 465: Ripped Denim: Cock to Crevice

Chapter 465: Ripped Denim: Cock to Crevice

I could see the way her muscles flexed beneath the skin, the tantalizing glimpse of her glistening pussy becoming visible through the widening tear. “Ohhh… Master likes what he sees…” she purred, her voice thick with satisfaction as she watched my reaction, the rough denim framing her exposed flesh.

The final shreds of fabric gave way with a loud tear, the thick denim now completely split to expose her perfect ass and dripping pussy.

The scent of her arousal filled the air, thick and intoxicating as she turned to face Ava, giving her rival a perfect view of her exposed body, the rough denim still clinging to her thighs.

The thick denim groaned as Jenna’s fingers worked at the fabric, her movements deliberate and teasing. “Mmm, Ava,” Jenna purred, her voice dripping with false sweetness as she glanced at her rival, “Watch closely how a real woman pleases Master.” Her fingers hooked into the frayed edges, the rough fabric resisting slightly before giving way with a satisfying tear.

“Ugh, you’re pathetic,” Ava spat, her arms tightening across her chest, pushing her breasts together. [This leather whore thinks she can impress Master with her cheap tricks,] Ava’s thoughts seethed with jealousy. [But I know exactly what Master really wants…]

Jenna’s voice was thick with confidence as she continued, “You might learn something useful for once in your life.” The denim parted further with each deliberate tug, revealing more of her perfect ass.

“Ohhh Master,” she moaned, her voice thick with satisfaction as she felt my cock pressing against her asscheeks through the torn denim. “Feel how perfect I am for you…”

[Look at her showing off like some common whore,] Ava’s mental voice dripped with scorn, her fingers twitching at her sides. [As if Master would ever be truly satisfied by her clumsy attempts…]

“Fuck, Jenna…” I groaned as my cock peeked between her asscheeks, the pressure already exquisite. The rough denim framed her exposed flesh, the contrast between the dark blue material and her pale skin intoxicating.

“Mmm, that’s it Master,” Jenna cooed, grinding her ass against me. “You like how my ass feels around your cock?”

[I could do so much better if I were in her place,] Ava’s thoughts grew more explicit, her breath hitching as she imagined herself pleasing me. [My ass would feel so much tighter around his cock… My muscles would flex just right to make him groan…]

Jenna’s movements were deliberate and skilled, her asscheeks pressing together to create a perfect channel for my cock. “Aaaah, Master…” she gasped as I slid deeper between her cheeks, the denim abrading her sensitive skin. “You feel so amazing between my cheeks…”

“Fuck yes!” I groaned, my fingers digging into Jenna’s hips as she controlled the pressure, the denim still clinging to her thighs. The sensation was exquisite – the tight grip of her asscheeks creating an intense pressure around my cock that made me groan with pleasure. The rough fabric abraded her sensitive skin as she moved, adding an extra layer of sensation that made my cock throb violently.

I held Jenna’s waist tightly, pulling her up and down as I slid my cock between her asscheeks, rubbing hard against the soft flesh. The denim still clung to her thighs, the rough fabric contrasting with her smooth skin as I worked her body against me.

“Aaaah, just like that, Master…” Jenna moaned, her voice thick with satisfaction. “Just like that… cum for me… shower your cum on my ass….”

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in the room as I slapped Jenna’s ass hard, leaving a red mark on her pale skin. She jumped with a gasp, her body trembling as the sharp sensation mixed with the pleasure. “Aaah! Hmmm…” she moaned, her asscheeks pressing tighter around my cock as she absorbed the impact.

[This leather slut thinks she’s in control,] Ava’s mental voice dripped with scornful arousal, her fingers twitching at her sides as she watched. [But I know exactly how to make Master truly lose control…]

I couldn’t help but think this bitch was teasing me too much, her expert movements driving me wild with pleasure. The way her asscheeks squeezed around my cock was intoxicating, the pressure and movement making me groan with need. I decided to just forget about the game and give this bitch a surprise, my mind racing with the possibilities.

But before I could make a move, Jenna stood up suddenly, spreading her asscheeks apart to reveal her puckered hole. The sight was intoxicating, her exposed flesh glistening with arousal as she touched the tip of my cock to her asshole.

“Master….” she purred, her voice thick with challenge. “Don’t wait any longer… look at this pitiful hole… begging for Master’s cock…”

I groaned hard at the sight, my cock throbbing violently as she teased me. Jenna didn’t put my cock in her asshole but just let it slide against her puckered hole, the creases hitting the tip of my cock with exquisite precision. The sensation was maddening, the tight ring of muscle brushing against my sensitive skin in a way that made me groan with need.

The scent of Jenna’s arousal filled the air, mixing with the musky perfume of the rough denim still clinging to her thighs. The stopwatch ticked louder in the background, the sound filling the space as Jenna’s expert technique drove me wild with pleasure. The rough fabric abraded her sensitive skin, adding an extra layer of sensation that made the experience even more intense.

[I could do so much better if I were in her place,] Ava’s thoughts grew more explicit, her fingers twitching at her sides as she imagined herself pleasing me. [My ass would feel so much tighter around his cock… My muscles would flex just right to make him groan…]

Jenna’s voice was thick with confidence as she continued to tease me, her asshole brushing against the tip of my cock. “You like that, Master?” she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “You like how my tight little hole feels against your cock?”

“Fuck yes, Jenna!” I groaned, my hips bucking slightly as she worked her asshole against me. The pressure was exquisite, the tight ring of muscle creating an intense sensation around my cock that made me groan with pleasure.

[God, look at master’s face,] Ava’s mental voice dripped with scornful arousal, her fingers digging into her palms as she watched Jenna work my cock between her asscheeks.

[Does Master really like this leather slut’s asscheeks that much?] Her thoughts seethed with jealousy as she watched Jenna’s expert movements. [This bitch… she’s actually seducing him…]

Ava’s mind raced with desperate thoughts as she watched Jenna’s asscheeks squeeze around my cock. [No… I can’t let this happen…] Her mental voice was thick with determination. [What if… what if this bitch really makes Master cum? I have to do something… I have to stop her…]

The sight of Jenna’s exposed asshole and the way her body moved was intoxicating, the scent of her arousal filling the air as she controlled the sensations. The stopwatch continued ticking as she worked her asshole against my cock, her expert technique driving me wild with pleasure.

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