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Queens Blade: A Witches Trap	By : MoonLobster Category: +M to R > Queen's Blade: Rurou no Senshi Views: 12292 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A pair of travellers crested the last rocky outcrop that marked the border between lush, verdant forests and the steam and lava filled wasteland behind them. The pair took one last look behind them at the realm of the Swamp Witch before pressing on into neutral lands. The smaller figure was 13 year old Rana, son of two of the greatest heroes in the land. He was small and unassuming, but had an inner core of determination, all focused on the woman travelling with him. Unlike his plain tunic and headband, her outfit stood out a mile. Elaborate and frilled, the exquisite maid outfit clung tightly to her chest while the skirt had enough poof to lightly dance, showing thighs and hints of lewder things. She was unmistakable. Spirit maid Airi, formerly under the employ of the powerful Swamp Witch.

A couple of years ago, the Swamp Witch had intervened in the Queens Blade tournament which decided the ruler of the land. She sent her minions to do battle, including Airi, but her plans didn't pan out. Since then, she had withdrawn back to her territory. During that tournament Airi had met Rana, formed a sibling-like friendship, and tried to start a new life with him in his home town. Unfortunately the Swamp Witch's hold on her was powerful and she had been forced to return to her service. That was until a few days ago. Rana had shown up at the Swamp Witches tower, determined to rescue Airi and bring her back home. Airi sensed the boy amused the powerful Witch, who could have snuffed his life out in an instant. Instead they had bargained together. Airi was released from her contract, but the Swamp Witch now had powers to call on Rana whenever she chose, hoping that with his parentage he would grow up to be a powerful ally.

For now though, she had no use for the child so sent them both away. The boy had hugged her tight, dark curly head buried in her welcoming bosom. “Airi-neechan, you get to come back to live with me again” he was crying with happiness. Airi had smiled down and patted his head. “I'm so glad, master”
The words had slipped out without her realising. Rana didn't seem to care but she felt the change. The contract breaking had made her 'ownership' transfer to her rescuer. All her sense of duty as a maid and protector was moved over to the young teen in front of her.

In the 2 days since, they had been on the road, making their way through broken and barren trails and between the deep lava crevices of the ruined landscape. Rana was surviving on provisions he had packed, but as a ghost she needed life force. This could be obtained a few different ways, but the easiest would be to exchange the precious energy through a kiss. The last time they saw each other, they had kissed and shared that bond. But it had felt wrong to Airi, to have a deep bond like that with such a young boy. Her stomach grumbled and Rana turned around, wide eyed and curious. Even grown a few years he was still so young.
“Are you ok Airi-neechan?” he asked sweetly
She tried to laugh the noise off “I-I'm fine Rana, let's keep going”
When he turned back she bit her lip as thoughts of kissing him and feeding crept into her mind.

It was lucky that the boy was leading, she thought as they broke through the treeline into the cooler shady forests during the afternoon. Her hunger was leaving her weak and occasionally her maid outfit flashed out of existence for a second, leaving her pure white underwear on show, before she concentrated and summoned it back. If the little shota had looked back he would have been treated to a magnificent sight. The redheads midriff was flat and tight and the perfect bridge between her bouncy and perky breasts and the delicate and refined rear always being teased beneath her many frills and layers. When her elaborate choker was invisible, her well defined collar bones could be seen, marking the beginning of her slender neck, rising to her eternally youthful face decorated with light touches of elegant makeup. The effect drew a persons gaze from her eyes directly to her eager mouth, inviting in it's charms to suck all your life-force away.

As the afternoon rolled into evening, the couple started to set up camp for the night. This was the last day they would be sleeping rough before being able to hit the first border-town and find proper lodgings. As their bedding went down, Airi's stomach betrayed her again and let out another loud grumble. There was no hiding it not as Rana gasped in shock as she struggled to maintain form.
“Onee-chan you need to eat...” he paused and rocked on his feet, staring at the floor “You should use me, like last time” He looked up at her, now blushing slightly.
“Sorry little one, that was a one off thing, we shouldn't have done it”
His child's eyes had grown soft and wet, he was almost crying. “I just saved you onee-chan, I won't let you disappear like before” he referred to how last time she refused to eat because of him she had ended up fading to the underworld.

The boy stepped forward and took her hand in his small ones. Standing on tiptoes, he leaned in and planted his lips right across hers. Her eyes went wide before closing, the first tendrils of lifeforce coming naturally to her. Their kiss before had been a parting gift to build her strength. But now there was something different about him, this one excited her in similar ways to how it did in battle. Similar yet, somehow different.

It was only then she noticed some of the changes he had gone through. Before his head only came to eyeline with her cleavage. Now he only needed the slightest lean up to go mouth to mouth with the hungry maid. He pushed forward to make sure she was fed and their bodied rubbed. Even through his tunic and her dresses, she felt something solid poke into her. 'Aaah~ So he is that age already'. Then she mentally berated herself for those thoughts. Even though he had matured he was still far too young. It wasn’t her fault that a kiss with a beautiful woman would give him this reaction. Yes this was only natural.

They broke the kiss after a minute or two, her sated and him cheerful and sleepy. Airi dutifully took over camp duties as Rana lay tired from giving his energy. After a quick meal they both bedded down. Airi sashaying over to plant a goodnight kiss on the boys forehead.
“Good night master”
“'night Airi-neechan”

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In the morning they packed up camp without talking about the night before. Rana seemed hesitant to stand up first thing though and only got out of his sleeping bad after Airi had gone to pick him some berries for breakfast. He seemed a lot shyer in general around her, and she caught him looking at her from the corner of his eyes, though when she turned he quickly looked somewhere else embarrassed. 'Oh dear' she thought silently. 'I hope he isn't scared of me now after I sucked his lifeforce'.
Her thoughts were misplaced though. His reluctance to rise was caused by the embarrassing morning wood he had gotten through a rather risqué dream involving the spirit maid. And his glances and blushes were awoken feelings, but not of fear. He was seeing his cute, reliable 'onee-chan' in a whole new light now, and he didn't know quite what to do about it.

In the end he settled for walking a few paces back from her on the morning journey. He stared at her swaying gait, hips rotating in a mesmerising dance. He willed the breeze to lift the skirt just that little bit higher. As they began climbing a hill his prayers were answered. Being a couple of steps behind let him capture glimpses of the curve of the magical maid's butt, white panties clinging tightly to her rear. His face grew red and his crotch warmer. The boy was too innocent to know why, but her body was making him feel really good.

Soon though the ground levelled out again and he was forced to use his imagination. Walking behind let him stare freely and glimpse her pale, slender thighs. But walking alongside let him watch the jiggle of her prestigious rack. The day seemed to drag on and on before they could get to the closest town, seek lodgings and he could try and get her to feed again.

They reached the small town built into a forest clearing as the sun set and the inn had plenty of room. Their packs were dropped off and Airi was just returning from the showers when Rana stood up and with a slight stutter asked.
“Airi-neechan you should eat again” and he puckered his lips.
The woman was conflicted, she needed to eat but now they were in a town she could seek out other prey. Rana would disapprove though, and was what they were doing really hurting anyone? She decided to take the kids offer and leant in.

Their lips mashed together much more naturally tonight than before, warmth spreading between them. The bond of lifeforce was a steady pulse through their bodies, joined through his soft cherub lips and her full dramatic ones. Tiny hands pushed forwards, resting on Airi's hips and she felt a part of her submit. If this was what master wanted~
She could have stopped feeding anytime, and she slowed the flow of lifeforce but neither of them made a move to break the kiss. If anything the boy was spurred on, rubbing up against the proper maid and her cushy assets. Airi's eyes went wide as he grabbed her close, his height putting his hands dangerously close to her pert ass. Her naughty thoughts blossomed when the hard and hot crotch of her charge made contact with her. Rubbing on the special bare area between skirt-hem and thighhighs, even through his tunic was the unmistakable feel of a throbbing erection. Not even the small effort of a boy just entering puberty, but a thick and girthy length of girl-taming meat. Knowingly or not, Rana was grinding on her thighs as the kissed, as if to show off his feelings in a clear and obvious way. Her mind snapped back. He was just a child. A child that though of her as an older sister more likely. She quickly broke the kiss, ashamed and blushing as much as he was.

“Everything ok onee-chan?” Rana looked confused and little worried at the quick ending.
Trying to hide her slightly heavy breathing, the maid stepped back from him “All fine little one. I'm all full now”
He looked a little disappointed, before bouncing back to looking happy. They finished up their checks for tomorrow before retiring to bed.

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The next day's march was across a wide open plain and today Rana was really feeling the effects of his travelling companion. When he knew her before, he thought her maid outfit was strange. Now every white ruffled hem hid naughty treasures, the small collar, cuffs and headcovering giving her that submissive look that promised to take her master to heaven and back. And the black silk tie across her well rounded breasts framed her cleave as if inviting little boys to dive inside. While Rana was going crazy over these new feelings, Airi was going through some changes too.

Last night's shame over the kiss was gone, replaced by a feeling of anticipation for tonight's meal. This was more than just regular hunger now. They barely made it through the doors of the inn, up the stairs and into their room before they were pawing at each other like needy animals. Airi sucked from the boy, rolling his taste around in her mouth. They swapped energy across their lips, mouth wide open and tongues fighting for dominance. The maid-girl was taken aback at his sudden forcefulness, not realising the unintentional teasing she dealt out that day. She was forced back onto the small single bed in the corner of the room and Rana was already clambering onto her, reluctant to give up his prize.
“H-hey, steady now” she whispered between sucks on his cute little tongue. He pressed her down flat to the bed, black skirt riding up when he pushed his knees towards her crotch. One of his hands played with one of her twintails while his other hand was making a grab for her succulent breasts, barely contained by the tight-fit fabric and heaving from her heavy breaths. Too teased to pay any notice of her warning, Rana began mindlessly humping the girl beneath him. Airi's jaw dropped as she felt that same girth as before, this time somehow even bigger. She could feel his huge hung boypenis starting close to her hips and the tip brushing her underboob. The kid was a stallion, a force of nature bundled into a cute little package. Too shocked to move, she let the underage kid hump at her tight body, close to titfucking her through both layers of their clothes.

His trusts got braver and more erratic, and Airi began using his raised knees to rub against her panties, soaking them in her sinful arousal. The humping, grinding, makeout session continued as both were approaching their peak. Suddenly Airi felt a spike of shame again. This was the boy she once protected, whose mother had trusted her so much and let her live with their family. What would she think if she saw her now, sating her perverse lust on this sweet boy. With a needy whine, so close to release she pushed Rana off suddenly. The boy had been just as close to letting his huge pent up load out and messing the inside of his briefs. Now his throbbing denied erection was tenting out his tunic as he stared at the horny panting maid in front of him.
“Airi-neechan... please, I need to feed you”
She stared at the godly bulge of his cock and knew what she really wanted to feed on. But instead she suppressed those feelings and looked into his eyes.
“Sorry little one, I think I went a bit too far with you ok? Let's just go to sleep”
The pouting boy did as he was told, unable to relieve his growing lust, as the girl sleeping nearby was in exactly the same pent up scenario.

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A strictly awkward tone had settled over the travelling pair the next morning. Airi was going on of her mind, thoughts wandering to Rana and sucking from him, taking everything he had to offer. Thoughts that felt evil yet got her so wet. Her pure white panties were slick with a devlilish fluid that refused to stop flowing from her red and puffy pussy. Were she alone she would have change to plunge her delicate fingers in and schlick, schlick, schlick until her desires were sated. But she couldn’t afford to look so lewd on front of her charge and neither could she put any naughty ideas in the boy's head. He was no different, overcome with urges to touch his privates that always seemed on the edge of an erection. He hoped to wake up before Airi and explore his body in peace, but she was always so quick on caretaker duties and he was a very deep sleeper.

So instead of rutting like horny beasts the two trudged on through hills and fields in silence. Where before Rana tried to look at the girls body and up her fancy maid skirt, now he couldn't bear the though of more teasing. His balls felt heavy, doubled in size to apples, slapping as he walked sending little shivers up his body as all that nasty spunk wanted to fly out and into the redhead ghost.

They didn't manage to reach any new settlements that day so had to make do with camping out in a small wood instead. Airi cooked Rana a meal but refused to feed herself. She felt a twinge of guilt at the sad expression on his face. Eventually both went to sleep, listening to the leaves rustling through the trees.

Airi woke with a start, not realising she had even drifted to sleep yet. It was the dead of night, silent aside from the winds noises. She couldn't sense what would have woken her, until she felt a burning heat on her hand. She turned to look and her eyes grew like saucers. Tossing and turning in the night had placed her right next to Rana, and her hand right over his crotch. The heat and presence of 9 thick inches of boymeat pulsed in her pale hand. Automatically she squeezed on the heavy tool to size it up and the boy let a soft moan escape from his lips. Airi let go briefly, before noting he breathy was still steady. He was asleep, rocking his huge bulge and unknowingly tempting the horny maid. She couldn't hold back now, all she had to do was keep him from waking and she could play a little and nobody would ever find out. She rationalized it in her head, saying how she was doing him a favor by releasing her stress. How could she be a good onee-chan if she was always thinking about dick!

Carefully she slid his tunic up his body and drew down his simple shorts. His godlike shota-prick was standing straight up, sizzling and steaming, hot flesh against night air. Airi touched at it again and he moaned harder in his sleep. The skin on skin touch made the spiritual servant almost gush then and there, panties soaking themselves again with her fertile juice. She put her hand to her face, breathing his scent. It was youthful but virile, a combination of innocence and nastiness that drove her on. Putting her face close to the pillar of desires, she played with the skin covered tip, before taking both hands and sliding the foreskin down. The layer moved slowly down the fat head, giving a slimy peeling sound as inch after inch of cockhead was revealed. It was not smooth and clean like should be expected of a young growing boy, but packed in with thick yellow sheets of smegma and cockwaste, all evidence of nights of blueballs and denial. A thick musky smell hit her face from it and she bit her lip at the sheer power of this bitchbreaker of a penis.

“Poor little Rana, all this dickcheese is because of me, let me clean you” she hissed out in a sultry whisper. She worked her tongue into the pile, scooping up his filth and rolling it her mouth like it was heavenly cream. The smell fucked through her head and ingrained into her brain, she felt like she could go crazy. All for a little brats cockstink. She cleaned because it was her maidly duty, but also out of lust. When she swallowed each ball of smegma her quim clenched, so forceful that her girlcum was squirting straight through her panties. Somehow this act was also sating her hunger for lifeforce. She could gorge on this nasty yellow crud all night and sate herself. The cocks size meant there was always more to lick at and worship, always another corner to work into.

Rana lay through his cleaning service peacefully. He moaned when her tongue worked the back of his glans or when Airi gave a kiss, suck and pop off the tip, but he didn't notice when she gagged down his solid curds of off-white dickpuke nor when the sheer depravity caused the maid to give a mind-shattering orgasm just feet from him, squirting off into her panties for a solid minute while savoring the last of her taboo treat. When the perverse girl had recovered, she looked at the still hard cock in front of her. While she wanted to give him the amazing release she had, she was afraid an orgasm might finally wake him. So with an apologetic smile she slid his huge dong back into his underwear and went back to her sleep.

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Rana didn't show any sign of knowing what had happened during the night at breakfast that morning. Airi on the other hand was satisfied and much friendlier and they made conversation during the meal and on the road. Airi didn't know it yet, but she was buzzing with lifeforce and giving off orgasmic waves of pheromones which Rana could certainly pick up on.

So while Airi was quietly satisfied, Rana had another day of blueballed torture at her pantyshots and cleavage. When they reached the next tavern, she jumped on him as soon as the room door closed, and sliding her tongue into his mouth. He was at full size in seconds as they swapped spit like honeymooner lovers but the maid girl was careful to not let him peak. He got to grind on her delicious thighs and his grabby hands pawed the bare sections of her back where the dress didn't cover, but it was all for naught when she pulled away to unpack dinner and their bedclothes.

Airi lay patiently after the lights were out, waiting for the steady breathing that let her know the boy was asleep. Coast clear she snuck from out of her covers, summoned her maid uniform back to her body and crawled to Rana's bed. Precisely picking apart his covers she uncovered the impressive cock, somehow hard already from whatever lewd dream he was engaged in. She touched his steamy cock once again, and he mumbled a sleepy “Nee-chan” in his sleep. Smiling down Airi slid back the foreskin once more to eat away all his daily stress. While the thick nasty smell hit her just as hard, there was much less smegma tonight. Last time had days of build up while now was only one. Not one to turn away any offering, she still sucked and kissed at the head and glans, cleaning away his boyfilth. But all too soon she was finished and had resorted to idly sucking on his big cockhead. The width was still astounding and she had to stretch to just fit the head inside her mouth. Bobbing up and down on the young rod a flash of intense flavor hit her tongue. A single bead of precum, a pearl of arousal. It was brimming with lifeforce and it hit her like a drug. Her body temperature shot up, heart beating like crazy. If she were an animal, this was her heat and her body was screaming out for cock. All from just one drop of precum from this stallion of a child?

She looked at his sleeping face again and bit her lip. If she couldn't risk making him cum, this was allowed right? A wicked thought hooked into her mind and she scrambled through her pack for a water canteen. Back at the boys side she began a slow steady handjob, right from the base to the tip. On each pull up the mighty shaft a delicious spurt of precum gushed forth. The first few pulls were allowed to drip down, lubing up his prick. Her hand and the shaft were soon slick and a sinful scent filled the room. To keep the fertile fountain flowing, Airi inhaled at the thick musk before lowering her lips to his swollen orbs, almost the size of grapefruits. Like a good maid she submitted to her master, worshipping each spermfactory with suckling kisses and lavishing tongue work. To get just one her mouth she needed to almost deepthroat the smooth, hairless nuts. She could almost feel the days of pent up loads inside each one, all the while still stroking that cock. Slowly, tantalizingly working the flesh over and over but keeping it at the edge. The thick precum shots were spurting out of the wide slit and straight into the held out canteen. If she couldn't make him cum a proper load of thick shota-sauce, she would tease out enough watery ejaculate to sip on through the day. Maybe then she could get over this perverse lust and obsession she had gained.

Noble intentions aside, she still lay there gagging on the fat balls of a thirteen year old boy, milking his thick musky juices into her drinking supplies and creaming herself like a wanton whore the whole way through. If her panties had been normal material and not spiritual projections they would have been ruined forever, sodden through with orgasm countless times. As the canteen reached full capacity the little boy was almost ahegaoing in his sleep, so close to that heavenly orgasm, yet purposefully kept away. Placing her precious cargo to one side the loose bitch maid kept up her assault on the young masters body. She should have been done abusing his tool for one night but needed that extra step of pure indulgence. Taking his pricks hefty weight she slapped hit across her face. Keeping her tongue extended and flat she battered herself with his manhood, feeling the sheer weight of it, marking herself with it's stink. Airi's overworked pussy twitched again and she came while coating herself in his scent. The precum was slick on it and each hit would send strings and ropes of it into her hair and across her clothes, dirtying them with seed while at the same time purifying it with her lusty devotion. She shuddered to one last quim-clenching orgasm before laying still, filthy and shaking.

She didn't remember getting his pulsing cock away the next morning, nor using her spirit powers to fix her clothes and hair to not raise Rana's suspicions. But by morning all seemed normal, aside from Rana's unimaginable tension over his naughty travelling companion. His fat seed pods lay heavy under his clothes, smacking against his thigh with every step, jostling the seemingly gallons of thick gunk that his uncontrollable cock wanted to spurt, spurt spurt direct into a hot wet hole. Airi could almost hear the thick flesh slapping as he walked ahead of her and her throat tingled with desire. Licking her lips, she grabbed the precum flask from under her skirt, undid the lid and inhaled deeply from the reeking stench. Lifeforce and cockstink mixed together in a heady rush and she couldn't resist a sneaky sip, even with the boy she milked for it just steps ahead of her. Airi had hoped supping from her supply would quench her thirst and stop her from preying on Rana that night. But little sips weren't enough and whenever she got the chance she took a whorish gulp from the thick syrup, letting it run down her slutty throat and getting her panties slick with heat.

Rana could smell her arousal clearly now, his senses had to be heightened. He didn't understand why but something about his onee-chan was making him crazy. His dick was half-mast all day and it was all he could do to keep from walking around with a huge boner. Once or twice he tried to sneak away to touch it, which felt like a good idea for some reason. Every time though, Airi was there, giving him a strange look and asking what he was doing. It was infuriating but she didn't know what she was doing. Airi in fact did know, and worked hard to stop him getting any alone time. Her flask was already empty and if he jacked off, there would be no delicious boyseed for her.

It was already night and stars were out by the time they arrived at the last town before Rana's home. They booked into an inn on the outskirts and ate the last of their supplies. Once again Rana launched himself onto the beautiful maid, trying to give kisses and rub into her body, more desperate than the days before. Airi rebuked him again though, but not before grabbing a sly handful of his crotch, sizing up her treat for later. She couldn't let Rana know her thoughts though and kept up the act of treating him like a little brother.
“That's enough little one, anyone would think you're the one starving for lifeforce.”
“But you didn't eat for the last few days, you must need it right?”
Airi simply laughed and pulled the boy in, nestling his head against her cushy breasts. He breathed deep and rubbed his face against them and she felt his semi-hardness solidify into the throat-destroyer she knew it could be. Pretending not to notice she patted his head and winded her black thigh-highed legs between his, embracing him with her legs as well and grinding their crotches together. He almost gave their little game away with a whine and a moan being smothered top and bottom by the infernal temptress. Sighing a little she let go. “Time to sleep ok Rana?”

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In the dead of night Airi once again snuck out her covers, dress lightly rustling in the silence. More rushed than previous nights she pulled down his bedclothes and marvelled at the dominating pole. Delivering a light kiss on the shaft she began stroking to harvest pre-cum again, the tip already wet with arousal. Engrossed in her task she froze still on feeling a small hand on the back of her head. Had she been too loud? Did she miscalculate Rana being asleep? She couldn't even breathe as she looked towards his face. Eyes closed, breathing heavy but restfully. Still asleep. She managed to breathe out in relief. Thinking she had been caught was an arousing rush, but also scared her and she decided to not risk any more tonight. Pulling away she realised the tiny hand still had a bunch of her hair in and was gripped tight.
“Nee-chan, I need it” Sleepy mumbles came from the top of the bed.

With a grip she dare not break, he guided her head up his shaft and planted her soft rosey lips right at the tip. His strength was far greater than he appeared and his pent up lust had driven him to sleep fucking the naughty teasing maid that had caused it. Airi stopped resisting when his whole head was in her mouth and the taste was filling her completely. Her service was making him into a precum fountain and she obediently chugged the treat down. There was no way the dreaming child would be satisfied with just this though and his hand travelled further down, pushing the redhead deeper onto his giant throat-tamer.

Airi's defences completely broke down and she let this boy dominate her face. She wanted her lips at the base to kiss that musky swollen ballsack, she wanted to suck every inch down and service it all with her deepthroat technique. Pussy soaked with arousal she gave herself over as an obedient suck-bitch, not caring her current master was simply a child barely old enough to understand his bodies desires. His budding hormones did though and they took his sleeping body on autopilot, cramming his teased cock into the warmest, wettest hole it could find. Airi's lips touched the base, her nose buried into his body and breathing in crotch sweat and ball musk. One long stroke into the maid's clutching and massaging throat was enough after a week of teasing. The thick pipe began blowing it's wad into Airi. This was not the syrupy and fragrant precum treat she had before. This was thick and ropey jizz milked straight from Rana's sinfully young balls. This was her lifeforce nectar and her eyes rolled back in her head at the waves of pleasure each gush of spunk delivered.

Rana was asleep still, panting as his tensions were relieved. He didn't wake as Airi had feared and the grip slacked enough for Airi to gag and choke the monstrous cock out of her oesophagus and take the chance to breathe. Her perfect flat belly had the look of a big meal in it, and her breathes heaved her tits and sloshed the hot nasty meal inside her. She was barely recovered before the insistent little hand dragged her back down. The little motherfucker was still hard as a rock, his balls barely reduced and he wanted his favorite toy to play with him some more.

This time Airi was more active, using her tongue to worship around the head first, cleaning up excess cum and throat-slime. Just as soon as her cleaning was done though she started on making another filthy mess of Rana's tool. Spit and cum dripped from her work onto her clothes and ran into her hair. The jawbreaker of a penis ruined her make-up, eye-liner running down her face. Her mouth made obscene gluk noises when usually she was proper and reserved. She cared for none of this, all her effort going into being the perfect cock-sheathe for her little charge. His innocent little face scrunched slightly and she knew he was close. This time she pulled half out and worked the shaft with her pale hands. Her lips were making out with the tip when the next thick, creamy load was shot out. The flavour was even more incredible on her tongue and she shuddered in pleasure chugging down his 2^nd load.

Rana's insistent little hand and bitch-breaking prick were not satisfied after 2 loads, or 3 or 4. Airi was put to work sucking, kissing, licking and worshipping all night. Her face and hair were a mess, while her outfit had been pulled askew, messed up and made to look like it would be more in place at a maid themed brothel. She took all the boys punishment and lust with obedient and loving care. His nasty loads made her feel sated like nothing else had. The morning light shone through the curtains as the sleepy boy finally woke up. He already felt so much better than last night but didn't really know why. That was until he glanced down to see a cum dripping maid working her sopping pussy with delicate arched fingers.
“Good morning master, how can I service you today?”
While the boy didn't know how to react at first, his body still did and his girthy cock was already beginning to get hard again...
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