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Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere-Chapter 506: I Missed You Too I Guess (Part 2) (R-18)
Summer's tongue dragged up his shaft, from base to tip in one slow, sloppy stroke, her lips leaving a glistening trail behind.
Her movements were clumsy, unpracticed, but eager, her breath huffing hot against his skin as she lapped at him like something starved.
Drool dripped from her chin and onto his balls as she leaned in again, nose bumping against his throbbing cock.
"Mn~—" Her tongue swirled around the swollen head, catching another thick string of pre-cum—slrrk~—before she pressed messy, open-mouthed kisses along the underside.
Don's fingers tangled deeper into Summer's hair, gripping tight as she worked her tongue along his cock—slrrk~—his hips twitching forward with a low groan. "Fuck, yeah… just like that," he gritted out, thumb rubbing circles against her scalp.
Summer's lashes fluttered up, meeting his darkened gaze for a breathless second before her lips sealed around his tip, sucking hard while her fingers tightened around his shaft. A little too tight, her grip clumsy but eager, her nails digging just enough to make his skin prickle.
After a few seconds, Summer's lips sealed tighter around his tip, sucking harder as her tongue swirled in messy circles, her cheeks hollowing with each pull.
Drool dripped down his shaft, mixing with the pre-cum smearing her chin as she took him deeper, her throat fluttering around the thick head.
Her tits jiggled with every bob of her head, sweat-slick skin glistening as her nipples brushed his thighs.
A thick strand of saliva—glrk~—stretched between her lips and his cock when she pulled back slightly, her tongue dragging along the underside in one slow, sloppy lick.
Summer's lashes fluttered up, meeting Don's darkened gaze again as her fingers tightened around his cock in a slow, wet stroke—pre-cum smearing thick over her knuckles.
Her lips parted, breath huffing hot against his shaft.
"You can… try pushing it deeper if you like," she whispered, voice trembling, her tongue darting out to wet her bottom lip.
Don's grin was came quick, fingers tightening in her hair without a word. His other hand cupped her cheek, thumb pressing into the corner of her mouth—sticky with spit—before he guided his cock forward, the swollen head nudging past her lips with a wet noise.
Don's grip in her hair tightened, guiding her down with slow, careful pressure. Summer's lips stretched wider, her throat fluttering as the thick head pressed deeper—mmfph~—her fingers digging into his thigh, nails leaving faint crescents in his skin.
Her breath hitched, eyes rolling slightly as the stretch burned, tears pricking at the corners.
Drool spilled down his shaft, her tongue flattening helplessly against the underside—glrk~—as she fought the urge to gag.
Her tits swayed wildly with each shallow bob, sweat-slick skin glistening as her nipples kept brushing his thighs.
Don's free hand slid down from her cheek, fingers curling around the base of her throat, his thumb pressing just under her jaw.
His grip in her hair tightened, guiding her down further—mmfph~—as his cock pushed deeper, the thick shaft stretching her lips wider, her throat fluttering helplessly around him.
Her eyes rolled back slightly more, tears welling as the heat of him filled her mouth, her body shuddering when the head nudged against the tight ring of her throat—glrk~—her drool spilling in thick strands down his length.
Don pulled his cock free with a wet schlrp~ in the next moment, glistening strands of spit stretching between her lips and his swollen tip.
Summer gasped, coughing as drool spilled down her chin, her chest heaving, sticky strands clinging to her skin.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, smearing spit across her wrist before huffing, arms crossing under her messy tits.
"You okay?" Don murmured.
Summer avoided his gaze, shifting her thighs together, her soaked panties still clinging to her folds.
Don's cock twitched against her cheek, still glistening with spit as she coughed—glrk~—another thick strand of drool dripping between her tits.
"Just let me make you cum already so you leave me alone to work..."
Her voice trembled, a bit of her usual brattiness slipping through.
Don smirked, cock twitching against her flushed cheek as he dragged itthrough the mess on her chin. "Wow, and here I thought we were 'bonding' so well," he teased, voice rough with amusement.
Summer's frown deepened, wiping her sticky hand down his thigh before gripping hard enough to try and make him feel pain.
"If you say another bad joke, I'll bite your stupid dick," she muttered, nails digging more crescent moons into his skin.
Her other hand shoved at his hip impatiently, lips already parting—ah~—tongue peeking out to swipe at the swollen head glistening with spit and pre-cum.
Don's grip tightened in her hair, a rough exhale escaping him as he watched her tongue dart out to lick at him again. ' Is it just me, or is she way more into it this time?' The thought flickered and died as his fingers curled harder, yanking her forward without warning—mmfph~—his cock shoving deep past her lips in one slick, brutal push.
Summer's eyes flew wide, her throat convulsing as the thick head jammed against the tight ring of muscle, her lips mashed flush against his base.
Don held her there for a breathless moment, his cock buried to the hilt in her throat. Summer's fingers clawed at his thighs, her throat convulsing wildly around him as drool spilled in thick, glistening strands down his balls.
Then he yanked her back—schlrp~—letting her gasp, her chest heaving as spit and pre-cum dripped from her swollen lips. Tears streaked her flushed cheeks, her throat working in shaky swallows.
"H-hey!" she coughed, wiping her mouth with the back of her trembling hand.
Before she could add more, Don's fingers twisted tighter in her hair, yanking her back forward, his cock stuffing her mouth again without warning.
His tip hit the back of her throat, her lips stretched obscenely around his girth as more drool spilled down his shaft.
"Sorry," Don groaned, hips twitching as he looked down at her, sweat beading along his brow. "Just can't get enough of your amazing mouth sis."
Summer's muffled whimper vibrated around him—mn~—her tongue flattening helplessly against his underside as he pushed deeper, her throat fluttering in wet, uneven spasms.
Don kept her there as the minutes ticked on, his cock buried deep in her throat, his fingers tangled in her hair like a leash.
Summer's breath hitched wetly around him each time he slammed his cock back into her mouth, her lashes fluttering as drool pooled under her chin, tits jiggling with each shallow, desperate gasp she managed around his girth.
Finally though, he let her pull back, just enough to suck in a ragged breath before shoving her down again, his hips jerking up to meet her lips—glrk~—her throat bulging obscenely around him.
After that, he pulled out with a wet noise, his cock glistening with spit as he stepped back. "Stand up," he ordered, voice rough but casual.
Summer swayed on her knees for a second before pushing up, legs trembling. Her lips were swollen, chin slick with drool and pre-cum, her tits sticky where they'd rubbed against her own mess.
She panted, her chest rising fast, her eyes hazy and unfocused as she blinked up at him.
Don moved closer to the table, the wood creaking faintly as he settled on the edge, thighs spreading just enough to make his intentions obvious.
Summer's gaze flickered down, catching the way his cock twitched against his stomach, still glistening with her spit.
She swallowed nervously, throat working around the phantom stretch of him, before shuffling forward on unsteady legs.
Her fingers curled against her thighs as she stopped in front of him, refusing to meet his eyes—instead staring at the flushed, leaking head bobbing slightly with each of his breaths.
The musky scent of him clung to her tongue, thick and familiar.
Summer leaned forward, her ass slightly elevated, the curve of her back arching just enough to make her tits sway as she settled between his thighs.
The wood of the table creaked under Don's weight as he shifted, his free hand coming to rest on the back of her head, fingers threading through her damp strands.
His grip wasn't rough—not yet—just firm, possessive.
"Start when you're ready, you look like you could use a break" he murmured, voice low, the words barely more than a breath.
Her lips parted with a soft, shaky exhale—ah~—before she ducked her head, tongue flicking out to lap at the slick bead of pre-cum glistening at his tip.
Summer's lips curled in defiance, "i don't need a break" she huffed, before she swallowed him back down in one slick, sloppy slide, her throat fluttering open around his tip without needing his hand to force her.
Don's fingers twitched in surprise, his hips jerking up as her nose pressed against his pelvis again, her tongue working wet, desperate circles under his shaft.
He smiled and worked his other hand down her sweat-slick back, fingers digging into the curve of her ass before landing a sharp spank—pa!—the sound cracking through the room.
Summer let out a muffled moan—mngh~—around Don's cock, her throat fluttering in wet, uneven spasms as she swallowed him deeper, refusing to pull back even as the sharp sting of his spank throbbed across her ass.
Her fingers dug into his thighs as she worked her mouth in sloppy, eager strokes—schlrp~ glrk~—drool and pre-cum smearing messily down her chin.
Unbeknownst to her, the sharp pa! of Don's palm against her ass had jolted Trixie awake.
Trixie's little head jerked up, ears twitching at the sound that had ripped through the room.
Her nose scrunched, whiskers trembling as she blinked sleep from wide, round eyes—mrrp?—a confused noise slipping out before her gaze landed on the scene in front of her.
Summer's ass was still jiggling from the slap, the red imprint of Don's hand blooming across her skin as she bobbed her head with wet, sloppy urgency—glrk~ glrgk~—her throat bulging obscenely around his cock.
Trixie's little mouth hung open—mrrow?—her wide, unblinking eyes fixed on the way Don's fingers knotted in Summer's hair, holding her head in place as his hips jerked up in rough, uneven thrusts.
His cock pulsed thick and heavy against her tongue, veins bulging as his breath hitched—ahh~ ngh~—his voice ragged. "Fuck, I'm—ahh—coming—!"
Summer's throat fluttered—glrk~—as she kept working her tongue in desperate, sloppy swirls, her lips sealed tight around him.
Don's cock twitched violently—glrk~—before his cum surged hot and thick down Summer's throat in heavy, pulsing ropes.
She moaned around him—mnh~—her tongue flattening against his shaft as she swallowed greedily, throat working in wet, desperate gulps.
His fingers tightened in her hair, hips jerking as he fucked her mouth through each spurt, his breath coming in ragged gasps—hah~ hah~—his release flooding her in sticky waves.
Summer felt Don's cock twitch one last time before it softened slightly in her mouth, the thick pulse of his release finally tapering off.
She kept her lips sealed tight around him for another second, swallowing the last sticky remnants before slowly pulling back, his slick length sliding free with a wet pop~.
Her tongue flicked out immediately, lapping up the stray beads of cum still glistening at his tip, her lips pursing around him to suck gently, cleaning him with slow swirls.
Once done, Summer pulled back, her lips glistening with a final string of saliva before she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"There," she muttered, avoiding his gaze as she swiped at the sticky mess on her chin. "All done." Her fingers trembled slightly, still slick with sweat and spit, as she pushed herself up from between his thighs.
Don let out a low chuckle, his cock still glistening from her tongue, twitching lazily against his stomach. "Damn, you really went for it this time," he muttered.
Summer shot him a glare, cheeks flushed and damp with exertion. "Yeah, whatever," she muttered, her voice rough from the abuse her throat had taken. "Now get lost. I need to shower again because of you."







