Monster Harem In The Tower-Chapter 260: OnlyFun: Lilith’s Face, Hair, and Holes — No Mercy Edition!
Nathan didn’t give Lilith even a heartbeat to breathe. The second he felt Lilith walls clench and suck every drop of cum out of him, he ripped his cock out with a nasty, wet plop. Thick cum immediately poured out of Lilith’s still-spasming hole, dripping onto the dark grass below, pooling into a glossy white mess under the moonlight.
"Not done yet," Nathan snarled, voice raw like he’d gargled rocks. His dick was still half-hard, twitching, and in seconds it was standing proud again like it never got tired.
Lilith could only gasp for air, body limp as a rag, but her eyes were still feral with lust. She let him yank her shoulders so she sat up on the grass. Her legs spread wide by themselves, swollen red pussy gaping open, Nathan’s load slowly leaking out, soaking the grass, her fat lips dragging across the blades.
Lilith bit her lip hard, staring up at Nathan’s horny face.
Nathan grabbed her head with both hands, fingers sinking into that long black hair, squeezing like he was stroking his favorite pet. First he rubbed his private all over her cheeks, her nose, her lips, leaving streaks of precum and leftover cum.
Then he started dragging his rod through her hair, the veiny shaft scraping against those black strands. "AGHHHMMM..." He groaned, every vein on his shaft feeling the tickle of hair roots.
"your’s hair feels so fucking good..." Nathan sighed, voice low and filthy. He grabbed a thick fistful of that jet-black hair, wrapped it tight around his meat like rope, then tugged slow, forcing her head to arch back even higher.
"FUCKKK..." Nathan went full animal, drunk on wrecking the curvy succubus who kept begging for more.
After he’d had his fill playing with that thick black mane,
"Fughhh... open your mouth," he whispered, soft but dripping menace that made Lilith tremble.
She obeyed instantly. Mouth wide, tongue lolling out like a needy whore, eyes locked straight up, drinking in the sight of the underside of the man who turn her to absolute wreck.
Perfect now: Lilith sitting legs splayed obscenely, swollen cunt still drooling thick cum down her thighs and onto the grass. Head cranked back almost 90 degrees, neck stretched long, mouth gaping like a starving baby bird.
"Gluk—!"
One savage thrust and Nathan buried himself to the root. His balls smacked hard against her forehead, hanging heavy right over her watery eyes, her eyelashes brushing the wrinkled skin of his sack. Lilith choked out muffled moans, hands shooting up to hug his hips, trembling fingers digging into his ass.
Nathan leaned forward a bit, left hand diving down to maul her bouncing right tit, thumb and finger twisting the rock-hard nipple. Right hand still fisted in her hair like reins.
"I can see my dih bulging in your throat every time I push it," Nathan grinned like a maniac, slamming faster. And sure enough, every deep thrust made a long bulge slide up and down the middle of Lilith’s smooth neck like a snake under the skin.
Lilith could only gurgle "gluk-gluk-gluk," spit pouring from the corners of her mouth, old cum in her pussy squirting out every time her abs clenched from the the act of throat love.
"Gonna filled down your throat... swallow every drop, yeah?"
Lilith managed a slow, desperate nod, eyes already rolling white, drool running down her neck and tits.
The final three thrusts were pure brutality:
one... two... three...
"ARRGHHH— TAKE IT—!"
Scorching cum blasted straight into her throat. So much she gagged and coughed, but her throat kept gulping greedily like she’d die without it. A little still overflowed from her swollen lips, dripping down her chin onto the tit Nathan was still crushing in his grip.
Nathan pulled out slow. His shaft popped free with a wet plop, still rock-hard, twitching, a long rope of spit and cum stretching from the tip to Lilith’s battered red lips.
Lilith collapsed backward onto the grass, legs still spread wide like a broken doll, her pulsing cunt pushing out a mix of old and fresh loads. Breathing ragged, tits heaving, but wearing the filthiest smile.
"Bitch... you can still take more, right?" Nathan smirked, cock fully hard again, hovering over her soaked face.
Lilith looked up, eyes glassy, tongue lazily licking her busted lips.
"yeahhmm.... please... my ahh... dirty ass-pussy... ughhkk..." She coughed, throat wrecked. "Need some ahhhmm...."
Nathan didn’t say another word. He just followed whatever his sloppy meat demanded.
He grabbed Lilith’s sweat-and-cum-soaked black hair, yanked hard.
"Up."
One brutal pull. Lilith jolted from her sprawled position, body still limp but obedient, forced onto her knees in the grass. Nathan stayed standing, hand never leaving her hair, pulling tight so her head snapped back, neck stretched long, mouth half-open and panting.
His still-raging cock, slick with cum and spit, now perfectly level with Lilith’s already filthy face.
SLAP.....!
One hard meaty-slap across her left cheek. Wet, loud smack. Instant red mark.
SLAP....!
Right cheek this time.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Nathan went feral. He gripped his shaft like a whip and started smacking her face without mercy: cheeks, forehead, nose, chin, sometimes catching her lips until she squirmed. Every hit splattered thick slime, turning Lilith’s face into an even wetter, shinier mess.
Lilith only let out tiny "nnghh... ahh..." whimpers, eyes glassy, but her tongue kept darting out chasing his cock whenever it passed her mouth.
Nathan dragged it roughly all over her: long streaks from left cheek to right, nose to lips, forehead to chin, until her whole face was a dripping canvas of white and clear filth.
"This face is just my personal cum-rag," he growled.
He let go of her hair, then both hands shot under her knees.
One savage yank.
Both of Lilith’s legs flew up high, knees folded until they almost touched her own shoulders.
Her hips tilted straight up, ass perfectly presented, nearly vertical—like an upside-down candle stand.
Only her upper back and shoulders stayed on the grass; the rest of her was suspended in the air.
Her back hole now pointed straight at the sky, wide open, still winking, untouched until now.
Nathan crouched high above her, knees pinning her hips in place so she couldn’t squirm.
His rock-hard private blade aimed straight down at the waiting hole.
He spat once, right onto the already-wet ring.
Then he lowered his hips... slow... slow...
The tip nudged in first, feeling how insanely tight it was.
Lilith arched hard, mouth gaping in a silent scream.
One full thrust.
PLUNG!
