Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 1053: Chapter 1053 Reserve

"Hmmmm..." Miku licked the cock head, her tongue tentatively exploring the sensitive flesh, tasting the salty pre-cum that beaded at the tip.

Her movements were hesitant at first, a mix of curiosity and trepidation coursing through her veins.

But as she felt Ross’s body respond, his breath hitching and his hips lifting slightly, she realized that she needed to up her game.

She needed to make this good, to ensure that Ross came quickly, hoping that this would be the end of her cheating with him.

She spit onto the body of Ross’s cock, the warm, wet saliva pooling on his thick, veined shaft.

Her hands moved up and down, spreading the spit, her grip firm yet gentle, her touch intended to pleasure and arouse.

It was then that she realized something unbelievable.

As she tried to wrap her hand around his cock, her fingers didn’t meet, leaving a significant gap.

"Oh... my... g... I can’t even wrap my hand around it!" Miku screamed in her mind, her eyes widening in a mix of awe and disbelief.

But despite her shock, her hands continued to move, determined to make Ross feel good, to draw out his pleasure and bring him to the brink of ecstasy.

She went at it with a triple attack, her body moving with a newfound urgency and skill.

Her tongue flicked out, licking the cock head with long, slow strokes, tasting every inch of him, exploring every ridge and vein.

One hand moved up and down the shaft, her grip tight, her movements steady and rhythmic, intended to drive him wild.

Her other hand cradled and massaged Ross’s heavy, big balls, her touch gentle yet firm, rolling them in her palm, teasing and tantalizing, eliciting groans of pleasure from him.

Miku could feel the tension building in Ross’s body, his muscles coiling tight, his breath coming in quick, ragged gasps.

She redoubled her efforts, her hands and mouth working in tandem, her body moving with a rhythm that left them both breathless.

She could taste the change in his pre-cum, the slight shift in flavor that signaled his impending release.

She knew she was close, that she was pushing him to the edge, and she was determined to see it through, to bring him to the brink and over, to satisfy him completely and utterly.

Almost five minutes had passed, and yet Miku’s mouth and hands were already growing tired.

The relentless effort of pleasing Ross was taking its toll, her jaw aching and her wrist cramping with the intensity of her movements.

"Why isn’t he coming yet?!" Miku panicked, her mind racing with a mix of confusion and frustration.

She couldn’t help but compare how her husband, Ace, would have reacted to Ross.

With this amount of foreplay, her husband would have come mere seconds after she started, his body responding eagerly to her touch.

But to Ross, it seemed that her efforts were ineffective, his control and stamina unyielding.

Miku decided that she needed to do more, to push herself further to satisfy him.

She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come.

She opened her mouth wide, stretching her jaws to their limits, and tried to suck Ross’s big, fat cock into her mouth.

"Hmmmmm..." The sensation was overwhelming, her mouth feeling like it was going to break as Ross’s dick was simply too big for her to take in.

She gagged slightly, her eyes watering, her body responding instinctively to the intrusion.

But she refused to give up, determined to please him, to draw out his pleasure and bring him to the brink of ecstasy.

She worked her mouth and tongue with a fervor, her head bobbing up and down, her lips creating a tight seal around his shaft.

Her hands moved in sync with her mouth, one gripping the base of his cock, the other cupping and massaging his heavy balls.

She could feel the tension in his body, his muscles coiling tight, his breath coming in quick, ragged gasps.

But still, he showed no signs of reaching his climax, his control impressive and infuriating.

In the end, Miku returned to her techniques, doing the best she could with what she had.

She licked and jacked off Ross, her movements desperate and urgent, hoping that he would come soon.

Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, tasting every inch of him, her saliva coating his shaft, making it slick and glistening.

Her hand moved up and down with a steady, rhythmic motion, her grip firm, her touch intended to pleasure and arouse.

The desperation in her actions was obvious, her body language a clear indication of her eagerness to satisfy him.

Her brow was furrowed in concentration, her eyes focused intently on her task, her body moving with a single-minded purpose.

Ross took pleasure in what he was seeing, his eyes roaming over her form, taking in every detail of her struggle and determination.

There were few scenes in the world that could compare to a woman trying her very hardest to make him come, her body and mind focused solely on his pleasure, her own needs secondary to his satisfaction.

He could see the strain in her face, the tiredness in her movements, and yet she persisted, her dedication to his pleasure admirable and arousing.

Tears of frustration welled up in Miku’s eyes, spilling over and streaming down her cheeks, leaving trails of dampness on her skin.

The sight of her desperation and exhaustion was too much for Ross to ignore.

He had seen enough, and he knew that it was time to give her what she so desperately sought.

Without ado, his cock erupted with thick ropes of come, the force of his release unexpected and overwhelming.

Pew.

Pew.

Pew.

The cock made a shower, spraying his seed across Miku’s face, her chest, her legs, leaving no part of her untouched.

The warm, sticky liquid coated her skin, dripping down her body in rivulets, pooling in the valleys and crevices of her form.