NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 205: Old Friends 2 *R18

"Your insides feel so warm and delicious," John’s lips ran along her sensitive nipples, his tongue licking and sucking her tender breasts.

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"Ooohhh..." her inner walls fluttered and tightened around John’s manhood, her legs trembling and her spine stiffening as her lower lips swallowed John’s penis into the hilt.

"Do it," she whispered in his ears, "Fuck me!"

His lips curved into a grin. John slowly drew his dick in and out, pumping her tight channel, rubbing her inner walls sensually, her warmth, moisture and flesh stimulating his shaft as his meat stick slid back and forth through her narrow snug tunnel, its thickness spreading her soaked vaginal entrance.

John looked at the entranced woman and smirked. He cupped her face and gripped her ass cheek tight as he pulled out and thrust forward with violence, slamming his hardness into her in a sudden powerful stroke that buried the entirety of his long shaft into her heated womanhood.

Dalia gasped and arched her back, "O-ohh...," and her voice trembled with need. Her drenched snatch’s silky insides closed in on him, but his manhood easily stretched her folds, his meat stick’s girth filling her channel completely.

He kept on shoving and ploughing forward mercilessly, her delicate passage swallowing his hard length again and again, its texture delighting him.

His pelvis smacked into her and his hips thundered against her flesh as he plunged forward relentlessly, and the lustful sound of their joining echoed throughout their chamber as he bashed her pussy again and again until her juices came gushing out in a torrent.

John increased his tempo and slammed into her faster and deeper, and soon Dalia was buckling beneath him, her pelvic muscles spasming. Her walls clamped down and contracted around him, spasming violently. She grabbed at him, her body jerking and squirming with pleasure.

Dalia’s lower mouth gushed out streams of love honey as her entire body shook with ecstasy and she turned limp into his arms.

"Ah... ahh.... that was amazing, John," she breathed and inhaled slowly.

"We’re not done, yet," John’s lips curved into a confident smirk as he held her waist and flipped her around and pushed her against the wall, her thick ass cheeks sticking out.

His penis left her sex briefly and it dripped with her juices that clung to his veins, "Look at this," he slapped his rock-hard organ across her thick butt.

"Have you missed this? Hmm?" he prodded her fluttering entrance and gently poked at the entrance, and Dalia gave a weak cry, her voice husky, her eyes glazed and unfocused.

"John... fuck me."

His chest growled, and as John remained silent, his manhood pressed forward, his hot thickness taking a harsh swipe at her moist cleft.

"Ahhh!"

A hoarse shriek rang out, followed by heavy moans as she collapsed her hips backwards, welcoming him and he kept thrusting in and out of her until Dalia could barely keep herself upright on her knees as she squirmed with each mighty stroke that rocked her frame and her body shuddered and her toes curled as she spasmed in his arms as she came.

Dalia’s lower half quivered and trembled as her womb filled with his fluids and his sticky, milky seed and sperm leaked out of her entrance.

"Ah," John grunted and his thick, white sperm shot out into Dalia and she fell forward, her hands gripping the mattress, her chest pressed against the bed, her limbs spread out weakly, her breasts heaving as she struggled for breath, her ass high up in the air.

The air was filled with the strong pheromones of sex and sweat, and Dalia could only whimper in pleasure and exhaustion, but John wasn’t done, yet.

’Echo, make the walls thinner again. I want Julian to hear everything,’ John communicated with Echo telepathically.

He could see Dalia was exhausted and spent, but he couldn’t pass the opportunity to mess with her ex-boyfriend, Julian.

He grabbed her waist and flipped her over, her breasts shaking and he pulled her body close and sucked and chewed her large, hard nipples and pinched her nipples and kneaded her breasts roughly, her body shaking with delight as her back arched.

"Oh, God. Yes," Dalia moaned and her hands trailed along his arms, and her nails dug into his flesh.

He rested his still erect cock on top of her folds and smirked as he gently slid his glans over her vulva, its tip poking her clit, teasing it gently, making her moan loudly, "Oh, yes! Oh, yes, John..." her voice trembled and her chest heaved, her bosom rising and falling in the rhythm of her breathing.

"Mmm, feels good, huh? Good thing you saved yourself for me, Dalia. I can’t believe that useless ex boyfriend of yours never touched you," John raised his voice slightly, hoping Julian would hear them.

"I want to show you how a real man should fuck a beautiful woman, Dalia."

"Oh, yes! Show me, John. Please! I need you," she cried out, her eyes glazed with lust.

"You’ll have to beg nicely for it, Dalia."

"Please, John," Dalia pleaded, "I want to feel your huge dick inside my tight pussy."

John’s smirk widened into a grin and he gave a low laugh, "Alright, here it comes," his voice was rough and gravelly.

He penetrated her soaking wet womanhood, his meat stick pushing forward and entering her, splitting her inner passage, and her lips swallowed his long hardness.

He placed a palm on her flat stomach and pushed himself deeper and deeper inside her.

Dalia’s eyes glazed as she took all of him inside her. The stimulation from his cock and his dirty words had her on the brink of her third orgasm.

"Ah," she moaned, "your huge dick is going to break me apart!"

John’s grip tightened on her breasts and he squeezed with violence, her flesh filling his palms, her breasts heavy and soft.

Dalia arched her back, pushing her breasts deeper into his palms, his fingers digging into the sides of her breasts, his nails pressing down on her nipples.

Dalia screamed and her toes curled and she spasmed as another orgasm ripped through her frame, her sex gushing out her warm juices.

"Haha, such a sensitive woman," John laughed and thrust forward, burying his member into her womb, her muscles convulsing and spasming. Ripples travelled across her entire body, her spine arching and her muscles taut.

Dalia could not help but scream again as her insides were stimulated by John’s rock-hard dick.

John leaned and playfully placed her hardened bud between his teeth. He looked up at her from between the valley of her bosom. Her large bosom jiggled and moved around and her body quivered, her skin glistening and moist.

"Ohh!" a sharp shriek escaped her lips when he bit her sensitive nipple and a stream of juices gushed out of her.

As John saw the system’s notification of his increased Strength and Agility, he smirked and thrust into her with force and ferocity, his manhood breaking through her tight and narrow tunnel.

Her toes curled and her spine arched as ripples travelled across her body.

John felt a surge of strength flowing through his body and his hips began to move, pounding her sensitive insides with power, and her womb welcomed his hard shaft as its walls spasmed with every powerful stroke.

John’s breathing grew ragged as his climax approached and Dalia’s inner walls convulsed around him and she cried out in ecstasy, "Don’t stop, John."

"Fuck!" John groaned as his manhood pulsated and throbbed, sending hot jets of thick white sperm into her womb, filling her entirely.

"O-oh! Y-your s-sperm," Dalia moaned in satisfaction. Her body grew limp as he pulled out of her and he collapsed on his back and wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand.

"T-that was... wow..." he managed to say and a tired, content smile crossed his face, his expression filled with satisfaction, "that was amazing."

"It was..." she said between breaths, "can we do it again?"