blueteamnovel Chapter 463 Open Your Mouth
Chapter 463 Open Your Mouth
Kafka chuckled at Camila's proposal, finding it both amusing and endearing.
"You know, cleaning my soiled member with your own hands is quite a dirty task, Camila...Are you really okay with doing that for me?"
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Camila gulped nervously, her slender fingers still wrapped tightly around Kafka's thick shaft.
"I-I know it may seem dirty, Kafka...But after denying you for so long, this is the least I can do to appease your-...u-urgent needs."
Kafka smirked at Camila's flustered response, amused by her determination despite her obvious nervousness.
"Well, since you're so insistent on tasting your daughter's essence, who am I to refuse such a generous offer?" He chuckled, his member throbbing slightly in her grip.
Camila's face turned a shade redder at Kafka's words, her heart pounding in her chest. She timidly looked up at him, her blue eyes meeting his, and then cast her gaze downwards towards the monster in her hand.
"K-Kafka...It's just that it's so big and thick..." She whispered, her blush deepening as she struggled to wrap her mind around the sheer size of his member. She gently stroked it with her fingers, marvelling at the way it pulsed and throbbed in her grasp. "...How am I supposed to clean this properly?" She finished in a small voice, her mind already wandering to the task at hand.
Her heart raced as she imagined taking such a massive object into her mouth, let alone cleaning it thoroughly. Her body trembled slightly, her thighs clenching together as a warmth spread between her legs.
Kafka simply smirked at her flustered state, enjoying the effect he had on her.
"Well, I'm sure a clever girl like you will figure something out."
He teased, his voice low and husky. He then continued saying,
"For now, why don't you start by getting down on your knees first, my dear Camila?"
Camila swallowed hard, her elegant features twisting into a nervous expression as she slowly got down on her knees.
She looked up at Kafka, her blue eyes wide and uncertain, as she positioned herself in front of his massive member.
Stroke!~ Stroke!~ Stroke!~
She struggled to maintain the pressure, her small hand feeling overwhelmed by his size. She kept her gaze locked onto his, her eyes wide and nervous as she followed his instructions.
"K-Kafka...A-Am I doing it correctly?"
Kafka's expression remained stoic, his eyes burning into hers as he watched her work. He could feel her small hand struggling to accommodate his size, and it only served to heighten his arousal.
"Keep going, Camila...Pump my cock with your hand. Show me how well you can follow instructions."
Stroke!~ Stroke!~ Stroke!~
As Camila moved her hand up and down Kafka's shaft, she noticed that her hand was growing wetter and slicker with each passing second. Her daughter's fluids were spreading all over hand by the second, which made her blush profusely.
"Oh...Oh, it's...It's getting bigger."
She suddenly stammered, her eyes darting downwards briefly before returning to meet Kafka's gaze.
Pulsating~
She could feel the thick veins along his length throbbing and pulsating against her palm as he swelled in her hand.
"It's natural, Camila...A man's body responds to pleasure." Kafka explained gruffly, his voice strained as he fought to maintain his composure. "The better you are at pleasing me, the larger and harder I'll become."
Camila gulped nervously, her heart pounding wildly as Kafka's penis continued to grow and throb in her grasp. The sheer size of it daunted her but also ignited an inexplicable curiosity within her.
"I-I see...So my hand motions are pleasing you, Kafka?"
"Very much so." Kafka confirmed through gritted teeth, his eyes glinting with unspoken desires. "Keep going like that, and you might even make me spill over, Camila."
"But that's not your goal today, is it?...Your aim is to clean my cock." Kafka reminded Camila of her purpose. He then gently guided Camila's hand away from his cock, his breath hitching as he watched her small fingers release their grip. "Now, it's time for your next lesson," He said, his voice low and husky.
"Open your mouth, Camila, and stick out your tongue."