Looking at the girl sitting on the sink counter, waiting for him in a mix of panic and anticipation, Faen didn't eagerly rip off his pants and charge forward like a horny monkey.
Although Seraphine seemed to have made up her mind now, her heart was actually full of nervousness and constraint. Including her current decision, there was a corresponding impulse behind it. Even though this was Seraphine's own choice, Faen didn't intend to leave any hidden dangers for the future. And, even if it was her first time, Faen pursued a good experience.
Thinking this, Faen walked slowly towards Seraphine. And watching Faen getting closer and closer, Seraphine's breathing became increasingly rapid. In just a few trance-like moments, Faen had already arrived in front of the girl. Slowly, the scorching hot rod rose from below. This time without any obstruction, Seraphine could clearly see the bulging, even constantly throbbing veins on it. And accompanied by the swelling blood vitality, a brutal masculine scent also entered the girl's nasal cavity.
This kind of scent should have made people feel uncomfortable, but when Seraphine smelled it, there wasn't the slightest rejection. Even completely the opposite, her whole person's breathing became more rapid during this process, and then she couldn't help but swallow, feeling a burst of fiery heat in her body.
No, that's not right. It wasn't simple fiery heat. Seraphine could clearly feel that as Faen approached, the mark on her lower abdomen gradually began to react. While emitting a slight warmth, it was also constantly stimulating the organs in her lower abdomen. Her womb descended, the soft flesh squirmed, and while her whole body felt unbearably hot and dry, the red beans of her two nipples also became increasingly alluring, pushing up the semi-transparent nightgown. One could even clearly see the spreading pink smudge.
And looking down, without even needing to thrust her waist and hips out extra, Seraphine could clearly see her own alluring bud was also engorged and erect. But unlike the nipple red beans, this valley bud was stiff. Even though it had been soaked wet by nectar, she could still feel that swelling after engorgement.
Am I that kind of very bad girl? Seraphine involuntarily stuck out half of her fragrant tongue, her gaze towards Faen full of haziness. And after Faen also started to lock eyes with her, the girl couldn't help but blush and look away, somewhat afraid that her image in Faen's heart would worsen.
But the girl had just turned her head when Faen's strong hand landed on her jaw. Grabbing the girl whose gaze carried slight confusion, Faen said in a peaceful yet irresistible voice: "Look at me."
Hearing this, Seraphine's heart trembled slightly, then she forced down her inner nervousness to look at Faen. Just a simple eye contact, but Seraphine felt her spirit was highly tense, even more constrained and uneasy than when she sang loudly on stage for the first time. And Faen, after looking at her for a moment, went a step further, grabbing the back of Seraphine's head and starting a passionate French kiss.
Using his tongue to roughly pry open the gap between the girl's teeth, the aggressive behavior made Seraphine feel a dizzying suffocation. But soon, Seraphine remembered Faen's command, and then hurriedly opened her eyes wide to look at Faen. And what welcomed the girl was peaceful and warm love. Feeling the warmth within, Seraphine couldn't help but hug the lover in front of her tighter. And that suffocating feeling from just a moment ago was instantly replaced by a strong sense of happiness.
In just a moment's time, Seraphine actively reached out her hands, grabbing Faen's palms and climbing onto her own chest. The delicate doves were roughly kneaded into various shapes under those slightly rough palms. The slight pain didn't make Seraphine feel agony. Instead, when Faen pinched the red beans tight and tugged slightly to the sides, she couldn't help but roll her eyes up accompanied by the passionate kiss, her lower limbs spreading and trembling slightly as she leaked a stream of water.
In the past, Seraphine would often feel intense shame because of this. But this time, accompanied by a slight tremor, Seraphine instead hugged Faen tightly. Waiting until her body recovered a bit of strength, she also raised her head looking at Faen with eyes full of love, and then even reached out, picking up Faen's rod and stroking it back and forth. Immediately after, she bit her lip lightly and forcefully spread her petals, pressing closely against her soft and juicy flower bud.
"Just like Miss Zeri." Seraphine bit her lip and said: "Pew pew pew, fill me up completely too... Mmph!"
Before Seraphine could finish speaking, meeting Seraphine's gaze, Faen also knew the time was ripe. Without any nonsense, with a thrust of his body, he submerged into it.
Accompanied by the thick rod going deep into the flower bud, Seraphine involuntarily arched her neck back, the insteps of her feet arching backwards. A slight pain came from below. Looking down, Seraphine could clearly see a huge bulge appearing on her flat lower abdomen. That huge bulge went all the way deep; the bulging flesh crown parted the overlapping petals inside, bulging veins scraping against the soft and tender meat walls, and a strange pain surged wildly accompanied by an intense feeling of happiness in her heart.
The tender flower house was firmly pinned to the deepest part of the flower bud by the rod, and bright red blood overflowed from the edge gaps stretched to the limit. This made Seraphine realize that she was no longer a young girl, but had stepped into a brand-new stage of life in the union with the lover in front of her.
Thinking this, the corners of Seraphine's mouth instinctively curved upwards, but then she realized the reason Faen remained motionless was out of fear of making her feel uncomfortable. While feeling secretly delighted in her heart, she also panted lightly and said:
"N-No need to worry about me... it's still my first time, just do it according to Faen's way, I'll listen to everything Faen says..."
While speaking, afraid Faen would think she was trying to be brave—well, she indeed was trying to be brave. But Seraphine still gathered courage, clumsily swaying her lower body, letting her flower bud tightly wrap the rod in her lower body to bring him more pleasure.
Unfortunately, just as Seraphine moved slightly, a strong sensation came from her lower body. This feeling was like a lightning strike; partly coming from the connection between the rod and the petals, and partly originating from the mark on her lower abdomen becoming increasingly fiery hot.
It was like overlapping little tongues wrapping around the rod. Although she was on the side of the little tongues, the intense feeling coming from thousands of little tongues had already made the girl experiencing this for the first time feel a burst of trembling.
Seeing this, Faen also reached out a hand to gently support the two halves of the girl's perky buttocks, while his other hand hugged the girl's waist to make her press tightly against him. Rocking his lower body slightly, that coarse meat crown tugged at the softness of the flower bud pulling out a few millimeters of pink tenderness from the petals. Such profound skill immediately stimulated the girl to tremble lightly all over, unable to control herself.