The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 570 - 91 - Nineteenth Year (4)

A wicked grin spread across my face. I was about to approach her, but before I could take a step, something warm and soft latched onto me. A slender body clung to me tightly, arms and legs wrapped around me with surprising strength, like a cicada stubbornly gripping a tree.

I looked to my side and found Yr pressed against me, her delicate frame trembling. Her sleepy eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue. "Don't leave me alone, Leon. Please, do it to me as well..." Her voice was soft, pleading, laced with desperation and longing.

Faced with such an irresistible plea, I could only smile wryly. Torn between the two, I wondered who to choose first. But then, Trill's voice cut through the haze of my desire.

"How about..."

In the next moment, Yr was on top of Trill, their bare bodies intertwined. Their pussies were aligned before me, glistening with anticipation. However, due to their difference in height—Yr being petite—their positions were slightly mismatched. Yr's pussy hovered just above Trill's lower stomach, but this only added to the allure, accentuating the contrast between their bodies.

"In this position, you can take us both at once, right?" Trill's voice was playful, a teasing lilt dancing on her tongue.

My eyes traced the lines of their curves, from Yr's slender waist to Trill's fuller hips. With their pussies aligned like this, I could easily switch between them, thrusting into one before moving to the other.

"So, Leon?"

Their voices overlapped, a harmonious temptation that sent a jolt through my cock.

"Who are you going to pick first?"

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Their question hung in the air, taunting me. My gaze flicked between them before finally settling on Yr. I placed my hands on her delicate, narrow hips, feeling her softness under my fingers. With a firm grip, I positioned my cock at her tight, petite entrance. Her pussy quivered in anticipation, already dripping with arousal.

Without hesitation, I pushed forward, my thick rod parting her tight folds.

"Funyaaaa~!!!"

Yr's voice, usually soft and sleepy, transformed into an erotic cry. Her body jolted, trembling violently as my cock stretched her. Her small frame shuddered, her tight pussy clamping down around me like a vice, trying to resist the intrusion.

Her entrance was impossibly tight, gripping my cockhead so fiercely that I could barely move. Her insides pulsed, hot and searing, enveloping me in maddening heat. I grit my teeth, resisting the overwhelming urge to cum then and there.

"Hnng, ngghhh, aaaah!"

I tightened my hold on her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh. With a steady pressure, I forced my cock deeper, prying her open inch by inch. Her pussy spasmed around me, struggling to accommodate my girth, but I didn't relent. I pushed further, until I finally reached her depths, my cock buried to the hilt inside her.

The sensation was mind-numbing—her tightness, her heat, the way her pussy clung to me desperately. I could feel her walls fluttering, squeezing me rhythmically, milking me mercilessly. It took every ounce of self-control to maintain my composure.

"Wow... Yr's face... looks very different from usual..." Trill's voice broke through the haze of pleasure. Her gaze was fixed on Yr's expression, a mixture of awe and fascination.

Yr's face was a masterpiece of ecstasy. Her eyes were half-lidded, pupils dilated and unfocused. Her mouth hung open, tongue peeking out as soft, breathless moans escaped her lips. Her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, and her body trembled uncontrollably, writhing beneath me.

The sight of her like this only spurred me on. My cock throbbed violently inside her, her tightness and heat driving me to the brink of madness.

I gripped her hips harder, feeling her softness yield under my fingers. Then, with a primal growl, I began to move, pounding into her relentlessly. Each thrust was powerful, merciless, driving my cock deeper into her tight, quivering pussy.

"Aaahn, unyaaa~, hnnn, fuaaaa~!"

Trill's eyes were locked onto Yr, her gaze lingering on the stark contrast between their bodies. Yr's petite, delicate frame was pressed firmly against Trill's curvier form, their naked breasts squashed together. Yr's small, perky mounds were almost swallowed by Trill's voluptuous softness, their nipples brushing and rubbing against each other with each subtle movement. The way their skin melded together, slick with sweat, sent a surge of arousal through me.

Watching them like this, it was hard to believe they were the same age. Yr's slender figure, her tiny waist, and her youthful, doll-like face made her look so much younger compared to Trill, whose mature curves and fuller hips radiated a sensual femininity. Yet here they were, tangled together, their bodies trembling with anticipation.

Lost in the captivating sight, I almost forgot myself. But the tight grip of Yr's pussy brought me back. Her insides squeezed my cock so fiercely that it felt like she didn't want to let go. Her entrance was impossibly tight, clinging to me with a vice-like hold, making every inch I pulled out a struggle. Her walls resisted, dragging against my length, until finally, my cock popped free with a lewd, wet sound that echoed through the room. A thin, sticky string of her juices connected us, glistening under the dim light before it snapped.

Without a word, I shifted my hips and aimed my still-throbbing cock at Trill's entrance. Her folds were slick and inviting, already dripping with arousal from watching Yr get ravaged. I didn't give her any warning. With a powerful thrust, I buried myself deep inside her.

"Uhiiiiiiiiiii!?"

Her voice cracked into a high-pitched shriek, her entire body jolting beneath Yr. Her back arched sharply, her ample breasts pressing even harder against Yr's smaller chest. Her eyes flew wide open, pupils dilating before rolling back, her eyelids fluttering as the sudden intrusion overwhelmed her senses.

"A-Ah... Entering suddenly is no fair, Leon..." she gasped, her voice trembling, a mixture of pleasure and protest. Her insides clenched around me, squeezing rhythmically, as if punishing me for the surprise attack.

But I wasn't about to let her recover. Before she could catch her breath, I tightened my grip on Yr's waist, my fingers digging into her soft, narrow hips. Using her body as leverage, I began to thrust into Trill mercilessly, my cock plunging deep into her wet, quivering depths.

Each thrust sent ripples through their intertwined bodies, causing Yr to bounce atop Trill, her petite form trembling with each impact. Their breasts rubbed together with every movement, nipples brushing, sliding, and pressing, sending electric shivers through them both. Yr's voice grew breathy, soft moans escaping her lips as she was rocked back and forth by my relentless pounding.

Trill's pussy was hot and velvety, enveloping me in maddening warmth. Her inner walls pulsed around my cock, contracting and releasing in rhythm with my thrusts, as if trying to milk me dry. She wrapped her arms around Yr's slender back, her nails digging into Yr's delicate skin as she clung to her for support. Her face was twisted in ecstasy, cheeks flushed a deep crimson, eyes half-lidded and hazy with desire.

"Aaaah! S-So deep...! It's hitting... It's hitting my womb...!" Trill's voice was broken, her words slurred as I pounded into her mercilessly. Her legs quivered, wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her. Her pussy tightened with every thrust, hugging my cock with a wet, desperate grip that made my head spin.