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Chapter 168 Three Hours Max: A Unique Skill Set (R-18)

She nodded with a smile, using a milder description, and observed his expression as he transitioned from confusion to what appeared to be anger.

However, her amusement quickly turned to surprise when Kevin's face lit up with excitement. He eagerly exclaimed, "Why didn't you mention this earlier? How many times you want!"

Samira was taken aback by his unexpected enthusiasm, as she had never anticipated he would readily agree to such a seemingly unpleasant request.

"Three, four... five... Don't tell me you want me to go down on you all day. It's not that I can't do it, but my tongue will get worn out after about 3 to 4 hours straight. Don't think anyone can handle more than that. I'm quite the specialist," Kevin boasted with a proud tone as he strolled toward the bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt.

Unbeknownst to him, Samira was left shocked as she watched his back. She remembered what she had been doing just minutes before and hadn't even had a chance to clean up. Panicking, she urgently called out, "Stop!"

Kevin halted and turned back to look at her, a puzzled expression on his face. He asked, "Why? You don't want me to go down on you anymore?" His expression seemed to change to one of disappointment, as if he had been eagerly looking forward to it.

"No, I want to, but first let me clean up," she said and positioned herself in front of her room's door as if guarding it.

"I don't mind a tasting little sweat," Kevin replied as he approached her.

"But I do. Now, don't come inside without my permission," Samira insisted. She hurriedly entered her room and closed the door, preventing Kevin from seeing what was inside.

Kevin was left standing there, wondering, "What is she hiding in there?"

Inside her room, Samira gazed at her still-wet bed, the slimy dildo resting on it, and the second one on the table nearby. She hurriedly picked them up and stashed them in her space ring.

While Kevin patiently waited outside, Samira emerged after a couple of minutes, still in her bathroom gown. Kevin's eyes roamed over her, taking in her wet hair, clear white skin, and her mature, round face with big eyes and soft cheekbones. Her lips had a luscious red hue.

She approached him and, noticing that he was wearing just shorts, she asked, "Why are you in shorts? You're only going to lick my vagina, not have sex."

Kevin chuckled as he settled down near her and replied, "Just to get in the mood."

"Is that so?" Samira asked with a smirk and continued, "Then go down on your knees to get me in the mood."

Kevin chuckled, recalling that he had also made her give him a blowjob on her knees. He got up from the couch and positioned himself between her legs, saying, "With pleasure, my lady."

Samira, seeing Kevin seated between her legs and looking down at him, felt the satisfaction she had been longing for all week. But as she felt his hands on her thighs, she blushed and slowly leaned back. "Lick me good," she said with a blushed face, trying to keep her tone normal and dominating, though it wasn't easy.

Kevin, observing her act, chuckled inwardly. He grabbed her by the waist and suddenly made her sit, placing her buttocks at the edge of the couch. This unexpected shift surprised her, and she made a sound, "Ahh."

"Don't worry, I'll do more than just good," Kevin said with a smirk, seeing her surprised and blushing face.

"You better should be to get that cultivation technique," Samira tried to act tough and threatened.

Kevin didn't say anything. Instead, he just smiled and untied her bathrobe, exposing her still slightly wet vagina. Earlier, she had a bit of hair down there, and what's more, it was the same color as her purple hair, which looked lewd against her white skin, covering her pinkish vagina.

Because of being wet, it looked so enticing to Kevin's tongue, but he didn't go down just yet. He looked at her scared face and thought, 'It must be her first time.'

Samira could feel her heartbeat increasing with every passing second. Her breasts, though not large, were about a 36C, a perfect shape for breasts, complemented by her hard, pink nipples, rose and fell with her breaths which could fell being near her.

Kevin's hand moved from her knees toward her inner thighs, exerting a gentle pressure as he reached her inner thighs. With a firm but gentle motion, he spread them apart to gain better access to her vagina.

This made Samira feel more embarrassed, but she tried to maintain a tough fa?ade. Kevin shifted his gaze from her face to her exposed vagina, examining her slightly spread folds and the hint of redness around them. He chuckled and said, "You seem to be having a lot of fun with her."

"No, I don't," Samira replied, her blush deepening as she maintained a slightly irritated look.

Kevin chuckled, amused by her flustered state. Gently caressing her thighs, he said, "Don't be embarrassed. It's not a bad thing to rely on yourself sometimes."

"I'm telling you, I don't masturbate," she insisted, still not willing to admit it. Kevin decided not to press the matter any further and, with a smile, began his task.

His lips gently brushed against her thighs, especially the inner thighs near her vagina, and a rosy, soapy scent wafted into his nostrils.

Samira shivered as she felt the warmth of his lips on her thighs, and her hands instinctively grabbed her robe to cope with the sensations from Kevin's soft lips.