245 Vol. 4 pt. 48 Patch 8.0: (1/2)

Fenrir has no choice but to lie back and allow Serra to bite him wherever she wants to. Well, he does have a choice, but there's no real choice when both his body and mind are yelling at him to let her do whatever she wants to him.

And he's really happy that he's letting her do whatever she wants. Especially now that her lips are gently planting light kisses along his bruised abdomen down toward his crotch. Each kiss of her lips is lower than the last one, and it doesn't take long before Serra reaches his pants.

With her teeth only, Serra undoes his pants and gets his cock to pop out from them.

Now, to make things easier for herself, she climbs up onto him and positions herself so that she's sitting down on his chest, her rear facing him, and then she lowers her head toward his cock.

While Fenrir has been enjoying letting her do everything thus far, he's not going to pass up the opportunity now that she's presenting it to him.

He can easily see up her skirt thanks to this position. The sight is practically begging for him to do something, so he slides both his hands up underneath her short skirt to take firm handfuls of her ass. Serra may be the shortest of them all, and she might not have much of a chest, but she's always had the widest hips which also translates to having the nicest ass.

As Fenrir's groping fingers squish down against her, Serra, with a smile on her lips, softly blows on the tip of his length just to tease him. Of course, since she's such a good, caring girlfriend, she only teases him for a few seconds before letting her tongue roll out from her mouth to lick around the tip of his length.

Now she's really teasing him. The tips of her fingers tease his underside by lightly tapping against it, rubbing it for a second before pulling away, and occasionally reaching down to his hanging orbs.

Fenrir wants more. He can't see what she's doing, but he's sure that she's got a smug smile as she's doing it.

And she does.

That smug smile on her lips remains the entire time that she teases his length.

Even when Fenrir tries to rub against her crotch with one of his hands, nonverbally asking for her to do more by trying to give her pleasure, that just makes her tease him even more slowly than before.

At least his girlfriend isn't a real sadist. Otherwise, she wouldn't be burying his cock inside of her mouth – swallowing its tip down into her throat and rubbing her tongue along his shaft.

Fenrir lets out an immediate groan of pleasure and relief once she finally starts sucking on his cock. Though, as soon as he gets distracted and stops touching her, she stops as well.

He sees how it is.

The more he plays with her by groping her rear and rubbing against her crotch over her panties, the more she swallows his length, sucks on it, and licks it. She even leaves one hand around the base of his length to pump and squeeze while her other hand massages his sack.

But, even with Fenrir trying to keep her satisfied enough to continue working his cock with her mouth, she stops after a couple of minutes.

”Why – why'd you stop?” he asks.

Serra scoots up, spins around so that she's sitting on his abdomen and facing him, and smiles.

One of her smaller hands reaches behind herself to grip his cock by its base as her other hand reaches into her skirt, pulling her panties aside to leave her passage exposed and ready for him.

As much as Fenrir might still be tempted to try and take control of this for himself – asserting his dominance and being the ”man” right now… he's not going to stop her if she wants to ride him.

Serra lifts her hips, lines his cock up to her pussy, and lowers herself onto it.

Her smug smiles turns into quivering lips of pleasure, forcing her to bite her lip as she struggles to take in the entire length of his size into her smaller body.

At least she has pain turned off.

With his length fully sheathed within her, she lets her head roll back and her back arch.

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She regrets not taking her clothes off before this since it's so hot now.

Fortunately, she can take off everything except her boots and panties with ease, sliding the rest up and off over her head.

Now Fenrir gets an even better sight to look at as Serra slides up and down his cock, rocking her hips against his. Her petite, handful-sized breasts may not be large, but they still jiggle and serve to make him even more aroused and pleasured as she moves her body.

Then Serra stops, leaving only the tip of his length inside of her.

”Why?” Fenrir asks, biting his lower lip.

”Ask for it,” Serra says.

”Keep doing it.”

”Say please.”

”Please keep doing it?”