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After that, Allen walked toward the bathroom in the place.
"Boss, where are you going?" Michaela asked.
"To take a shower, obviously. Why—do you want to join me?" Allen replied. He really couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to clean himself, especially after having gone through the sewers. As for inviting Michaela to join him, he was only joking.
However, Michaela merely smiled and answered, "Sure, if you don't mind."
Allen honestly didn't expect Michaela to agree so casually.
Meanwhile, Monica, who happened to overhear the exchange, choked on the soda she was drinking from the cooler. It was hard for her to believe that they were even thinking about doing something like that at a time like this. Still, a small part of her grew curious about whether she could join as well—after all, it had been a long time since she'd done anything like that. And Allen, now her boss, was undeniably handsome.
But just as she was about to stand up, Michaela glanced in her direction, her look clearly saying, Don't even think about it, understand?
Monica swallowed hard and quietly sat back down on the sofa in the room.
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Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Allen, who was already naked, had entered and turned on the shower faucet to take a bath, followed by Michaela from behind, who had also removed all her clothes.
The atmosphere there was quite calm, with the water starting to wet both of their bodies.
"Boss, may I ask you something?" said Michaela, who was currently helping to rub Allen's back from behind with her soft hands.
Allen turned around and faced Michaela, who remained relaxed even as Allen stared at her body. "Of course, what do you want to ask?"
"This is about the serum that can make people stay young forever—is that true?" Michaela asked again while starting to touch the muscles on Allen's chest and abs, which looked incredibly perfect, as if sculpted by the gods themselves.
"Yeah, that's true. Why, are you interested in getting that serum too?" said Allen, who also began touching Michaela's body and helping to soap her, especially in the crevices between her breasts.
Michaela moaned, "Of course, who wouldn't be interested in a long life and staying young forever?" said Michaela with a slight smile, especially since she could see Allen's cock starting to harden and stand erect right now.
She then began touching that cock with both her arms slowly. "Wow, this is really big," said Michaela, a bit amazed because this was the biggest and longest cock she had ever seen.
"Well, if you want that serum, the way to get it is pretty easy," said Allen while staring into Michaela's brown eyes.
"Hmm, Hmm, so how can I get that serum? Are there any requirements?" said Michaela, a bit curious if her boss would give her some specific task she wanted to do.
Allen just smiled. "Well, the way is pretty simple—you just have to take it directly from the source. I mean, the serum is inside my body, so the only way to extract it is by... cough... cough..." said Allen, coughing a little as he pointed toward his cock area; he was a bit hesitant to tell her directly.
But this woman's brain seemed to immediately understand what Allen meant—that his semen could be that serum. "Haha Boss, you're really perverted," said Michaela, with a giggle to tease Allen a little.
"So, can I take the serum now?" asked Michaela as she started to squat down and began to open her mouth to swallow Allen's cock right away.
"Of course," said Allen with a slight smile.
And not long after, Michaela began slowly engulfing the thick shaft of Allen's cock, taking it inch by inch into her warm, wet mouth.
Gulp... Glug... Glug...
Michaela swallowed his massive length with expert precision, her throat relaxing completely without a hint of a gag reflex. She worked him deeper, her lips stretching wide around his girth as she bobbed her head forward, pulling him all the way in until her nose pressed against his crotch.
The sight was utterly obscene—her slender neck bulging outward with each deep thrust of his cock sliding down her throat, then contracting as she pulled back just enough to catch her breath before diving in again.
Allen squeezed his eyes shut, his perfect abs tensing as waves of pleasure rippled through him. He could feel the tight, velvety grip of her throat massaging every vein and ridge of his throbbing dick, her tongue swirling along the underside on each upstroke.
Michaela was in heaven, savoring every moment with Allen's enormous cock filling her mouth. She loved the way it pulsed against her tongue, heavy and hot, stretching her jaw to its limits.
But what drove her wild was the taste of his precum—sweet and creamy, like a decadent vanilla-strawberry swirl that coated her palate and left her craving more. It was addictive, making her mouth water even as she slurped greedily, drawing out more of that delicious essence with each suck.
Her own body responded instinctively; unable to ignore the growing ache between her legs, she reached down with one hand, her fingers slipping through the slick folds of her pussy. She teased her swollen clit first, circling it slowly, then plunged two fingers inside her dripping entrance, pumping them in rhythm with her bobs on his cock.
The dual sensations made her moan around his shaft, the vibrations humming through him and heightening his ecstasy. Her pussy clenched around her invading digits, juices mixing with the shower water running down her thighs, her arousal building to a fever pitch as she finger-fucked herself harder, chasing her own building orgasm.
Allen groaned deeply, his hands finding purchase on Michaela's head. He threaded his fingers through her long, wet hair, the strands clinging to her shoulders like dark silk. Gently at first, he guided her movements, encouraging her to take him faster—pushing her down until her throat bulged again, then pulling her back to let her tongue lash at his sensitive tip.
"That's it, just like that," he murmured, his voice husky over the patter of the water. He picked up the pace, fucking her face with controlled thrusts, his hips bucking slightly as her expert suction pulled him closer to the edge.
The lewd, wet sounds of her gulping and slurping echoed in the tiled bathroom, mingling with their shared breaths and the steam rising around them.
Minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity of building tension. Michaela's fingers worked relentlessly inside her sopping cunt, her thumb grinding against her clit as she deepthroated Allen over and over. She could feel her walls fluttering, her body trembling on the brink, but she focused on him, hollowing her cheeks to increase the suction, her free hand cupping and massaging his heavy balls it make Allen's grip tightened in her hair, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. Fifteen minutes of this torturous bliss, and he was done for.
"Ahh, yes, Michaela—I'm gonna cum! Swallow it all!" Allen growled, his voice breaking as his cock swelled impossibly thicker in her mouth. His body went rigid, muscles rippling under the water's flow, and then he erupted.
Thick ropes of hot cum blasted down her throat, pulse after pulse of creamy seed flooding her mouth. It was rich and potent, tasting even more intensely like that vanilla-strawberry nectar she'd grown addicted to, but thicker now, coating her tongue and filling her cheeks before she gulped it down.
Michaela didn't spill a drop. Her eyes watered slightly from the force of his release, but she swallowed eagerly, her throat working overtime to take every spurt of his load. She milked him with her lips and tongue, squeezing his shaft as she pulled back just enough to savor the final jets on her taste buds, then dove forward again to drain him completely.
This was the 'serum' she craved, the key to eternal youth straight from the source. She refused to let even a single bead escape, licking her lips clean afterward as she finally released his softening cock with a satisfied pop.
Her own climax hit her then, crashing over her as her fingers plunged deep one last time, her pussy spasming around them in waves of pleasure that left her knees weak. She rose slowly, leaning against Allen for support, a wicked smile on her face as she licked the last traces from her lips. "Mmm, that was the best serum I've ever tasted, Boss."
But even after that explosive release, Allen's cock stood tall and proud, throbbing with unquenched desire. He wasn't done yet—not until he'd savored every inch of Michaela's trembling body. His eyes roamed over her curves, the water still dripping from her skin, highlighting the flush of arousal on her cheeks.
"Well, Boss, looks like you're still not satisfied," Michaela teased breathlessly, her voice husky from their earlier exertions. "You want to go for round two?"
"Heh... then I assume that you're the one asking for this, and don't blame me later.. Stand up and show me that ass," Allen commanded, his tone low and commanding, a smirk playing on his lips as he stroked his rigid shaft lightly, keeping it primed.
Michaela rose slowly, her legs a bit unsteady from the intensity, turning to face the tiled wall of the shower. She arched her back, presenting her round, firm ass to him, the cheeks parting slightly under the warm spray. With both hands, she reached back, spreading her pussy lips wide, exposing the slick, pink folds that glistened with her arousal. "Boss, I'm ready. Please, slide that cock into my pussy," she begged, her voice dripping with need, wiggling her hips invitingly.
But Allen had other plans. Ignoring her invitation, he gripped his thick cock at the base and pressed the swollen head against her tight, puckered asshole instead. Without warning, he thrust forward, slamming his hips against her with raw power. His entire length buried itself deep into her ass in one brutal stroke, stretching her virgin hole to its limits.
"Ahhh! Boss, fuck—that's the wrong hole!" Michaela cried out, her body jolting from the sudden invasion. The burn was intense, like her ass was being split open by his massive girth, every vein and ridge forcing its way past her resisting ring of muscle.
"Ahh... ahhh... ahh, slow down, Boss! This is the first time that hole's ever been used," she gasped, her voice a mix of pain and surprise. She confessed it like a secret—her ass was untouched territory, a true virgin backdoor just for him.
That confession only fueled Allen's fire. Instead of easing up, he gripped her hips tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, and started pounding faster. His balls slapped against her dripping pussy with each forceful drive.
plop!... plop!... plop! ...
The lewd sound echoing off the bathroom walls, mingling with the steady rush of the shower.
At first, Michaela whimpered, her body tensing against the relentless assault. But soon, the pain melted into a forbidden pleasure, her ass clenching and relaxing around his invading cock as it reshaped her insides to fit him perfectly. The friction built a fire deep in her core, her walls gripping him like a vice, pulling him deeper with every thrust. She pushed back against him now, meeting his rhythm, her moans shifting from protest to pure ecstasy.
"Ughhh... ahh... yes, harder! I'm gonna cum!" Michaela wailed, her voice breaking as the pressure coiled tighter in her belly. Her body shook violently, her full breasts bouncing wildly with each impact, nipples hard and aching.
Allen watched the hypnotic sway of her tits, mesmerized, and reached around to capture them in his strong hands. He squeezed the soft, C-cup mounds roughly, pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, rolling them until she arched into his touch.
"Ahhh... ahh... ough, Boss! Ahh, I'm cumming... augh!" she screamed, her climax crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her ass spasmed wildly around his cock, milking him with rhythmic contractions as she squirted hard, her pussy juices spraying out in forceful arcs, soaking his thighs and the shower floor. Her entire body quivered, legs buckling slightly, but Allen held her up, continuing to hammer into her through her orgasm.
"Ahh... I'm gonna cum again too," Allen grunted, his own release building as her tight ass squeezed him relentlessly.
"Yes, Boss! Cum in my ass!" Michaela urged, her tongue lolling out in blissed-out abandon, her eyes half-lidded with lust.
With a final, deep thrust, Allen exploded inside her, flooding her bowels with thick, hot spurts of cum. He held himself buried to the hilt, grinding against her as he emptied his balls, the warmth spreading through her core and pushing her into aftershocks of pleasure.
Not long after, Allen pulled out with a wet pop, his cock still semi-hard and glistening. He spun Michaela around to face him, crashing his lips against hers in a hungry, possessive kiss. Their tongues tangled fiercely, tasting the remnants of his earlier load on her breath. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist, and hoisted her body against the cool tile wall of the bathroom. The contrast of the cold surface against her heated skin made her gasp into his mouth.
He positioned his cock at the entrance of her pink, soaked pussy—already drenched from her arousal and the earlier fingering—and drove in with a single, powerful stroke. Plop! Her walls welcomed him eagerly, clenching around his thickness as he filled her completely.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
The sounds of their bodies colliding filled the steamy air once more, skin slapping against skin, punctuated by the shower's patter and their guttural moans. Allen fucked her with renewed vigor, pinning her to the wall as he pistoned in and out, her pussy squelching around him with every plunge.
"Ahhh... ough... yes, harder! Fuck me harder!" Michaela begged, her nails raking down his back, urging him deeper.
Meanwhile, in the adjacent room, Monica paced restlessly, her ears attuned to the unmistakable symphony of moans and wet smacks drifting through the walls. She bit her nail hard, a mix of frustration and envy bubbling up.
"They're really doing it in there," she muttered, her voice laced with irritation at being left out. But the sounds—the raw, primal passion—stirred something deep within her. Heat pooled between her legs, her pussy throbbing with neglected need. Unable to resist, she slipped a hand into her panties, her fingers finding her slick clit. She rubbed in slow circles at first, then faster, dipping into her wetness as she imagined herself in Michaela's place. Her underwear grew soaked, the fabric clinging to her folds as her juices flowed freely, her breaths coming in shallow pants. Monica leaned against the door, listening intently, her free hand clutching the frame as she chased her own quiet release.
Three hours slipped by in a haze of unrelenting passion. Allen alternated between Michaela's pussy and ass, switching holes with expert ease—plunging into her sopping cunt until she screamed, then flipping her to ream her stretched asshole again. He bent her over the sink, pressed her against the glass door, even laid her on the bath mat for a moment, his cock never softening, driving her to multiple orgasms that left her voice hoarse and her body limp. Sweat and shower water mingled on their skin, the bathroom a fog of steam and sex-scented air.
"Boss... Boss, enough... ahhh! We've been at this too long... ahhh," Michaela pleaded finally, her words slurring from exhaustion. Her pussy and ass were raw, red and swollen from the marathon fucking, and she feared another round would push her over the edge into unconsciousness.
"Okay, one more round," Allen conceded with a grin, leaning down to capture one of her breasts in his mouth. He sucked hard on the nipple, grazing it with his teeth, making her whimper.
"Aouhh... okay, but hurry—I don't want to pass out in here," Michaela surrendered, too spent to argue, letting him use her body one last time.
Allen chuckled darkly, hooking her legs over his shoulders for deeper access. He thrust rapidly, ravaging her inflamed pussy with short, brutal strokes, his hips a blur as he chased his final climax. Michaela's walls fluttered weakly around him, overstimulated but still responding, until he buried himself deep and came again, pumping fresh ropes of cum into her depths.
Finally sated, Allen withdrew, his cock softening at last. He helped Michaela to her feet, and they rinsed off under the cooling shower, washing away the evidence of their frenzy—though the ache in her muscles would linger.
As they stepped out, Allen dressed quickly in fresh clothes, looking invigorated. Michaela, however, could only manage a shaky walk, her legs wobbling like a newborn foal's, thighs sticky and sore. She leaned on him for support, knowing she'd need few more hours of rest to recover from the thorough claiming. "That serum better be worth it, Boss," she murmured with a tired smile.
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