"Master."

"Yes?"

"Don’t insult my nose" Zilu said as she leaned toward him and kissed him.

But this kiss was nothing like the one the previous night.

This one was deep and decisive, Zilu’s lips pressing against his with a firmness Mark hadn’t expected from her, while one of her hands closed around the fabric of his clothes at chest height.

Mark responded to the kiss immediately, bringing one hand to the back of Zilu’s neck as their tongues rubbed against each other with force.

The heat of her mouth and the eager way she kissed him took him by surprise.

Suddenly, Zilu pulled away from the kiss, breathing heavily. Without saying a word, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and quickly pulled it off over her head in one swift motion.

When the garment fell to the side, her breasts were completely exposed in front of him. They were medium-sized, firm, and had the same tanned skin as the rest of her body.

But what caught Mark’s attention the most were the scars. Several thin, whitish lines crossed her chest, some longer than others, clear marks from old wounds.

"Zilu..." he whispered, looking at her.

Then he carefully raised his hand and gently ran the pads of his fingers over one of the longest scars, tracing it from bottom to top with delicacy. Zilu shivered at his touch.

His fingers continued moving upward until they reached one of her nipples. He began to brush it softly, drawing slow circles around the brown areola.

And as she felt Mark’s fingers, the nipple began to harden quickly.

"Master..." Zilu moaned softly, tilting her head back from the pleasure.

As soon as the moan left her mouth, she quickly covered it with both hands, clearly embarrassed.

Mark couldn’t help but smile slightly at her reaction.

Meanwhile, his fingers continued moving slowly over her breasts, caressing her hardened nipples and tracing the scars that felt slightly rougher under his fingertips.

Zilu breathed heavily against her own hands, looking down at him with flushed cheeks, until she slowly lowered her hands from her mouth.

"I... I didn’t want to make noise..." she murmured in a trembling voice. "The others might hear us..."

He continued caressing Zilu’s nipples between his fingers, squeezing them gently.

"Then you’re going to have to control yourself a little," he said in a low voice, with a slightly teasing tone.

Zilu closed her eyes for a moment and let out a shaky sigh, trying to hold back the sounds that wanted to escape her throat as she clearly felt Mark’s massive erection pressing against her crotch through the fabric of his pants.

The heat coming from Mark made Zilu’s entire body tense up. With a voice full of need, she leaned toward his ear.

"Master... I need you inside me... please..." Zilu begged in a whisper.

Mark ran a hand along her bare back, feeling the curve of her spine, and replied in a calm but firm voice.

"Don’t worry... let me take care of you."

Hearing his words, Zilu didn’t wait a second longer. She sat up slightly and quickly removed her shorts with eager movements.

She pulled them down her legs and tossed them to the side of the tent, leaving herself completely naked on top of him.

Mark could clearly see Zilu’s pussy, glistening wet, with a transparent strand of her juices already running down the inside of her thighs and dripping slowly onto the fabric of his pants.

Zilu didn’t waste any time. She began unbuttoning Mark’s pants with trembling but determined fingers.

She moved back a little and pulled his pants down to his thighs, causing his thick, throbbing cock to spring upward, the head already wet with precum.

"Master..." Zilu moaned softly.

Then she positioned herself on top of him again, straddling him so that her hot, soaked pussy was directly above his erect cock.

Mark felt a couple of drops of her arousal fall directly onto his cock, slowly sliding down its entire length.

She placed one hand around the base of his cock, holding it firmly, and used her other hand to support herself on Mark’s chest for balance. Then she began to lower herself slowly, guiding the thick head toward her entrance.

"Mmmh..." she moaned quietly as the tip brushed against her wet vaginal lips.

Zilu pushed down a little more, causing the head of Mark’s cock to start parting her hot, slippery folds.

She breathed with her mouth slightly open, feeling how her pussy slowly stretched to accommodate his thickness. Inch by inch, she lowered herself, letting his cock fill her slowly.

"Ahh... it’s... so big..." she whispered in a trembling voice, closing her eyes for a moment.

When she had lowered more than halfway, Zilu let out a longer moan and pressed her fingers harder against Mark’s chest.

Her pussy was extremely hot and wet, squeezing tightly around the cock invading her.

She continued lowering until she finally sat completely on him, burying his entire length inside her. For a few seconds she stayed still, breathing heavily, adjusting to the feeling of being completely full.

Mark could feel Zilu’s inner walls throbbing and contracting around his cock, as if her body didn’t want to let him go.

"Master... I have all of you inside me now..." she murmured in a broken voice while her pussy dripped around the base of his cock.

Zilu leaned forward a little, placing her hands on his chest, and began to slowly move her hips in circles, feeling how Mark’s cock rubbed against every wall inside her.

Then, in a reflexive act, Zilu’s hands sought his, intertwining their fingers tightly and squeezing them as she began to bounce on his cock.

Little by little her movements became more intense. She rose almost to the tip and then slammed down hard, making her pussy swallow Mark’s entire cock again and again.

The wet sound of their bodies colliding began to fill the space around them.

"Master..." Zilu moaned softly, biting her lip.

Mark began thrusting up from below, syncing with her bounces. Every time Zilu came down, he pushed upward with force, burying himself deep inside her.

"Ahh... please... harder..." she begged between muffled moans, squeezing his hands even tighter.

Mark continued fucking her with firm, deep thrusts, making her breasts bounce with every impact, while Zilu occasionally threw her head back, trying to control her voice.

"Master... how does it feel...?" she asked in a trembling voice, looking at him with her golden eyes glazed over. "Do you like being inside me...?"

"Yes..." he replied with noticeable effort.

With that, Mark continued thrusting into her while increasing the pace. Their hips slammed together forcefully, making the pleasure grow rapidly for both of them.

And after several minutes, Mark clenched his teeth.

"Zilu... I’m about to cum..."

She squeezed his hands tighter and responded with a desperate voice.

"Yes... please... deposit your seed inside me... just like you did with Sarah... Fill me, Master..."

Mark looked her in the eyes for a second and replied with heavy breathing.

"If that’s what you want... then I’ll grant it to you."

And at the moment he felt he couldn’t hold back any longer, Mark lifted his back and hugged Zilu tightly against his body.

His arms wrapped around her with force, pressing her breasts against his chest while he continued thrusting into her from below.

His cock throbbed powerfully inside her and began to ejaculate violently. Thick, hot jets of cum shot straight against the bottom of her uterus, filling her to the brim with his seed.

But right at that instant, a short but audible moan escaped from Zilu’s throat. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Ahh...!"

Luckily, Mark reacted quickly and captured her lips in a deep kiss to silence her, shoving his tongue into her mouth while he continued cumming inside her.

Zilu moaned against his lips, trembling in his arms as she felt Mark filling her with his hot semen. Her inner walls contracted around his cock, as if trying to milk out every last drop.

He kept hugging her tightly, thrusting slowly with his hips as he finished emptying himself completely inside her pussy.

The kiss remained intense until both of them started running out of air.

When they finally separated their lips, a thin strand of saliva connected them for a second. Zilu rested her forehead against Mark’s, breathing heavily, her body still trembling from the orgasm.

They hugged each other tightly while Zilu buried her face in Mark’s neck. Her pussy continued contracting softly around his cock, milking him.

After a few seconds, Zilu slowly lifted herself with her hands on his chest and carefully raised her hips, pulling Mark’s cock out of her pussy.

As soon as the thick head came out of her, a thick stream of white semen began to leak from her vagina, dripping directly onto Mark’s still semi-hard cock.

Zilu looked down, seeing how her own arousal mixed with Mark’s cum stained everything.

"Master... I love you so much..." Zilu said with a broken, trembling voice.

Mark ran a hand along her bare back and hugged her tighter against his body.

"I know, Zilu," he replied in a tired voice.

They stayed like that for a few seconds, embraced in silence. Zilu’s chest rose and fell against his with her still heavy breathing.

Her bunny ears gently brushed against his cheek, and the heat of their naked bodies kept them pressed together.

Mark slowly stroked Zilu’s back while she buried her face further into his neck, as if she wanted to stay there forever.

But the silence inside the tent didn’t last long, as faint footsteps were heard.

"Huh?"