Transmigrated As An SSS Ranked MILF Overlord
Chapter 65: Gag On My....!(R18+)

Chapter 65: Gag On My....!(R18+)

Tonya had taken just a little more than she could comfortably handle, her firm breasts still heavy and aching from the intensity.

She shifted slightly, trying to steady herself, cupping her heavy breasts with gentle hands as she gave herself a gentle squeeze.

But Steve, stirred by the sensation—and desperate not to lose it—grew more possessive, his body trembling with need.

His hand reached out, fingers wrapping softly around her head, pulling her closer, pulling her forward toward his hard, swollen cock.

He didn’t plunge in fully—just a measured length, enough to feel the wet heat of her mouth swallow him.

She parted her lips wider, offering herself freely as he slid deeper into the warm, slick embrace.

Tonya’s hands moved instinctively, pulling his grip from her head and settling on his powerful thighs, steadying herself.

With slow, teasing strokes, she resumed her gentle, wet movements along his thick length.

But the urge overwhelmed her again.

Without hesitation, she pushed forward, taking in more of him, deeper and deeper, until a sudden, loud gag escaped her lips.

Yet this time, she refused to pull back. No—she leaned in, swallowing hard and pushing herself further, until at last, she had truly taken every inch of his throbbing cock, fully enveloped in the tight, wet sanctuary of her mouth.

Oh.

Gag

Gag

Tonya’s throat tightened as the overwhelming fullness of his length stretched her mouth to its limit.

Every inch of his thick cock was buried deep, sliding down her throat as if she were swallowing him whole.

Her hands gripped his hips possessively, anchoring herself as her eyes fluttered closed, overwhelmed by the heat pulsing inside her mouth.

The slick, wet friction of her tongue rubbing against his throbbing shaft sent shivers through both of them.

A guttural moan rumbled deep in Steve’s chest as he melted into the exquisite sensation of being so completely claimed by her mouth.

She held him tight with a slow, sensual rhythm that made his cock pulse and throb, the tight, wet heat engulfing him like a vice.

The sensation was intoxicating—unbelievable even—that his massive length could fill her so fully, yet she took him without hesitation, and it drove him wild.

They stayed locked in that heated moment for several heartbeats until she finally pulled back, lips swollen and glistening with saliva.

Her hands slid down to wrap around his cock, fingers curling possessively as she caught her breath.

Then, with a hungry glint in her eyes, she picked up the pace—her hands jerking him with urgent, swift strokes, slick and fast.

Her mouth still tasted of him, warm and intoxicating, the remnants of her eager sucking coating his shaft with a thick layer of saliva.

Her jaw flexed with every stroke, lips slightly parted, breathing uneven as she looked up at him with a fierce hunger.

Her hands worked him expertly—loving, demanding, relentless—jerking him in quick, pulsing motions that promised nothing but wild pleasure for them both.

She brushed her lips softly, savoring the slick heat left behind, then parted them just enough to engulf the tip of his thick cock.

Her tongue flicked out like a slow, teasing flame, tracing delicate circles around his swollen head, licking and swirling with wet, deliberate strokes that made him shudder.

The slick heat of her mouth wrapped his pulsating cock in a tight, burning kiss that sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

Encouraged, she slid deeper, swallowing more of his rigid length with hungry greed.

Her lips stretched wide, slick and warm, molding perfectly around the thick shaft as she sucked with mounting urgency—soft, wet suction that gradually built into a powerful, rhythmic hunger.

The slow, teasing flicks of her tongue transformed into feverish licks, dragging up and down his sensitive shaft, slickening him with her saliva.

Her mouth worked him like a lover possessed, slurping and sliding with desperate need.

Back and forth, she bobbed faster now, swallowing inch after inch of his heavy cock, the wet sounds of her lips smacking and sucking filling the air.

Each deep, eager gulp made her throat ache and her body tremble with need, but she didn’t stop—she took him fully, swallowing his thick length as if she were born to hold him.

Her hand gripped the hem of his shirt, fingers trembling with desire, while the other slid lower to cradle his heavy cock.

She stroked him gently, matching the frantic rhythm of her mouth with soft, teasing caresses that made him grow even harder, slick and pulsing in her palm.

His hand crashed to the back of her head, guiding her deeper, pushing her further down his shaft, forcing her to take all of him.

She gagged softly, a wet, desperate sound that only fueled his lust more.

His hips thrust slowly, possessively, driving his thick cock deeper into her mouth with each powerful movement.

Her throat stretched, swallowing him down as if she belonged only to him, every wet, slick inch of him sliding against the soft, burning heat of her tongue and lips.

The taste of her, the sounds of her gagging and sucking, the feel of her lips clenching around him—it all sent him spiraling toward a madness of pleasure.

The moment wrapped around them like heat.

Tonya’s legs trembled as the wet warmth between her thighs grew unbearable, each pulse of need rising like a wave she couldn’t ride fast enough.

Her back arched, lips parted, breath catching as pleasure coiled tighter inside her.

Steve groaned, deep and low, as his hips flexed forward. Tunja’s mouth was wrapped around him, hot and perfect, her tongue swirling with deliberate rhythm. Every glide of her lips pulled a shiver from his spine, every slow suck making it harder to hold back.

He felt himself slipping—his control unraveling—as she took him deeper, letting him throb against her throat with a hunger that matched his own.

And then—

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

A bell echoed softly through the night. Not harsh or jarring, but faint and deliberate—three chimes, evenly spaced, lingering in the air like an unwanted whisper.

Lights out.

The signal. A curfew bell, meant to send every student back to their rooms, back into silence, into order, into sleep.

But Steve didn’t move. Couldn’t....he didn’t care.

His body was already there—lost in the heat of his full length stuffed in her mouth, and in the scent of Tonya’s aroused pussy in the air.