The Only Son Amongst The Daughters Of Eros - Chapter 206 - 206: Reduced to a Cock-sleeve

Edna pulled back and went in again, this time, she carefully re-wrapped her plump, soft lips around the head slowly at first, stretching them wide to accommodate his girth.

“Mhmm!” she moaned out loud when her mouth rested on his cock-flesh, pulling her wet lips backwards through his throbbing shaft like a whore’s greedy maw devouring its prize.

Her long hunger showed in every deliberate motion. First, the way her cheeks hollowed as she sucked with vacuum-like force, drawing him in inch by inch, then, the way her saliva bubbled at the corners of her mouth, dribbling down her chin in sloppy strings.

It had been so long since she had tasted this regal cock meat and the scent of it was almost rewiring her brain. It was a nostalgic feeling.

Aeric groaned. ‘She’s actually really good at that, isn’t she?’

Maybe he had forgotten, but Edna was truly skilled in the act of cock sucking, and as she gobbled down his shaft, Aeric started recalling her impeccable skills from their first encounter.

That expert swirl of her tongue along the underside, tracing every ridge and vein as if mapping a holy relic. The glurping of her throat as she bopped her head to and fro on his fat, throbbing cock.

“Ngh!” he groaned as she took him whole, then pulled her head out, spit falling out of her mouth.

‘His cock! His thick, wonderful cock! I can feel it plunging into my aged mouth tunnel each time I go in. The Son’s cock is the greatest thing I’ve ever tasted. It’s… “mhmmm!!”… the only thing I want to taste!’

She was a relentless sucking machine. Her throat relaxed easily each time she pushed forward to suck him, and she used her tongue to lap his under cock, massaging the shaft with wet friction that caused Aeric to groan each time.

‘I can feel his veins!’

Edna bobbed her head with ravenous enthusiasm, taking him deeper each time, her eyes watering.

“Don’t you know you should look up at me when you’re sucking my cock?” Aeric muttered, his breath cold and dominant.

Edna immediately looked up at him. She had been so engrossed in the taste and girth of this cock, that she had dared forgotten to regard the man who owned it.

She whimpered an apology as she continued to suck furiously, never breaking contact with his eyes and pleading silently for approval.

“Good girl,” Aeric growled, tangling his fingers in her hair and guiding her rhythm. “Deeper, slut. Choke on it like the cock-hungry midwife you are. Remember how you tried to curse me as a baby? Now you’re sucking the Son of Eros’s dick like it’s your lifeline.”

She pulled back briefly, gasping, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. “Y-Yes, Master! I was wrong… so wrong. Punish me with your cock. Use my throat!”

She dove back in, deepthroating him until her nose pressed against his pelvis, her throat bulging visibly.

Glurp! Glurp!! Glurppp!!

She gagged loudly, the wet and obscene sound turning the healing into a breeding barn; her mouth sucking, her face squirming, and her throat bulging like a bitch in heat choking on her master’s bone.

‘It fills my mouth completely!’ she moaned from her cockpumped throat. ‘It’s leaving no space for me to breathe. For me to think.’

‘I’m becoming a mere throat for the Son’s cock!’

She hummed around his cock, vibrations sending jolts up his spine, her hands cupping his heavy balls and kneading them gently at first, then roughly, milking them as if to coax out every drop of cum she’d been denied.

When she pulled back for air, strings of spit connected her lips to his glistening shaft.

“More…” she said with a gasp. “I need more of your royal meat.”

Then she plunged forward again, her nose burying into his pubic hair, inhaling his musky scent like it was a life-giving elixir.

She twisted her head side to side, corkscrewing her mouth around him, her tongue flicking wildly against the sensitive frenulum.

‘For so long, I’ve been using instruments to satisfy myself. But I finally have this cock again. I can finally be used as much as he wants!’ she choked, but instead of pulling away, she took it all, pushing further to the base, her body stiffening, her fat ass bubbling behind her.

‘I truly am a mere throat for the Son’s use.’

Aeric smirked. “Damn right you are.”

Her eyes widened. ‘Did he just respond to my thoug— mhmm!!!’

Aeric immediately grabbed a fistful of her chestnut hair and pushed her further into the skin of his abdomen, making her ingest the scent of his sweat while his cock was all the way down her throat.

“Yes I did, you filthy slut! Now open the throat wider so I can fuck your face!”

He yanked her head back roughly to admire the slick, throbbing mess of his cock coated in her drool.

“Yess-m, master-m” Edna tried to say.

Aeric forced her back in again, his cock plunging so deep that she started to feel the burning sensation in her chest.

“That’s it, Lady Edna! Keep taking it all,” he growled, and then he began thrusting forward with depraved force, fucking her throat like a disposable hole.

Her gullet bulged visibly with each savage plunge, the outline of his cockhead stretching her neck as he rammed deeper, her esophagus convulsing around him in wet, spasming grips.

Gluck! Gluck! Gluck! The sounds were nasty and unrelenting, a symphony of degradation as tears streamed down her cheeks, mixing with the slobber foaming at her lips.

She grabbed on his legs, digging her nails into the expensive fabric of his regal pants, but Renji didn’t show her any mercy.

He kept fucking her throat, spit flying all over until eld her there, balls-deep, her nose smashed against his pelvis, cutting off her air until she tapped his thigh in desperate submission, only to pull back and slam in again, using her face like a fleshlight.

“Choke on it, you needy whore! You can feel it, right?! You can feel how I own your throat,” Aeric snarled, his hips pistoning with merciless rhythm, each thrust sending ripples through her body, her small tits jiggling pathetically, her fat ass clenching in involuntary response.

Edna’s long-denied lust fueled her endurance; she didn’t fight, instead hollowing her cheeks harder, swallowing around his length to massage it with her throat muscles, gagging and retching but pushing forward for more, her hands clawing at his thighs as if to pull him deeper into her depraved depths.

Spit flew with every withdrawal, splattering her chin and dripping onto her heaving breasts, turning the scene into a filthy, hentai-worthy display of submission.

Aeric gave her an almost irritated gaze, then he slapped her tear-streaked face lightly between thrusts. “Pathetic, isn’t it? A respected healer, now reduced to a cock-sleeve”