Part 2
"Tsk tsk tsk! A natural slut!"
"I really want to fuck him too, like that dog, suck his tits and drink his milk."
Ah, the saying really did apply - he was worse off than a dog.
The man had satisfied himself, feeling his money was very well spent. The slut lactated - an unexpected surprise, not mentioned in Wen Han's profile at all, so he'd really hit the jackpot!
The man caught his breath, not caring if Wen Han had regained consciousness, withdrawing his cocks and quickly letting his dog have a turn.
The huge dog mounted Wen Han, its dual cocks ruthlessly fucking his holes, mouth also latching onto Wen Han's nipples. The man felt a flare of envy, joining the dog, sucking hungrily on the other breast.
Wen Han's milk was the sweetest liquid the man had ever tasted in his life! Deliciously fragrant and creamy, making him unable to stop, increasing the suction intensity, the wet sounds of his lips on the sensitive nipple.
In his haze, Wen Han felt the hot waves in his pussy, instinctively arching his back to meet the thrusts, legs splayed wide, ass clenching and trembling, mouth babbling wanton moans.
These were subconscious reactions - Wen Han was unaware of what was happening in his unconscious state, he only knew he wanted to be fucked! Fucked hard! If someone wanted to fuck him, he'd unhesitatingly spread his legs, grab his ass, let his gushing holes cling, grip, and milk them!
The dog's stamina was exceptional, pounding Wen Han's waist for nearly an hour before suddenly accelerating, cocks swelling, the knot locking Wen Han's pussy, the dual shafts trembling as they simultaneously erupted.
Torrents of seed poured into Wen Han's holes, flooding his very core, the scalding heat making Wen Han's legs clamp tightly around the dog's waist, wailing, his upper body abruptly arching off the floor.
"Ah... Ah... Ah..." Wen Han's voice was hoarse from the screaming, eyes hazy with the tears flowing from the intense orgasm, upper body shuddering in midair, mouth gaping senselessly up.
He was in pure bliss, wanting to die.
The dog kept pumping load after load into Wen Han's belly, swelling it to resemble a pregnancy.
When the dog's cocks finally withdrew, a torrent of seed mixed with pussy juices gushed out, splashing and drenching the surroundings.
Everyone seemed to have completed their tryst, lying around in a satiated daze.
The grand hall was silent save for the quiet panting, and the slurping sounds of the man and dog sucking Wen Han's nipples.
"Your slutty tits are so delicious! I'm going to suck them every day from now on!" The man's tongue curled around the nipple, teeth grazing, the strange pleasure immediately radiating from the sensitive bud, his body heating up again.
Wen Han pushed the man, reaching down to stroke his two cocks, the man's cock already hard, Wen Han's touch making it throb harder.
Seeing the cock was now rigid enough, Wen Han didn't hesitate, lifting his hips to align the two cocks with his holes, then slamming down.
"Ah... Ah... So good... The pussy still wants... Daddy... Quick... Fuck the pussy hard!" Wen Han straddled the man, lifting and dropping his hips, moaning wantonly once more.
The man wasted no time, thrusting up, fucking him! He would fuck this slut to pieces!
The lewd sounds of their coupling echoed through the hall again.
The others watched, dumbfounded. Hadn't Wen Han just been fucked unconscious? How was he so wanton again after just having his nipples licked? The others who had coupled earlier clearly lacked the energy, lying around lazily observing the two.
The filming was supposed to end after the dog's climax, there wasn't meant to be this extra scene. Who would have thought Wen Han, that shameless slut, would cling to the client so, determined to milk him dry?
Wen Han thought so too - encountering another powerful, virile man with two massive cocks was rare, he couldn't let the opportunity slip by, no matter if they were filming or not, his own pleasure was the priority!
After this film shoot, Wen Han was bedridden for a full three days. But during that time, his reputation spread through the entire porn industry - known as the ultimate slutty, lactating bisexual bottom, with a sopping wet pussy, ultra-sensitive body, and a willingness to try anything. Most alluring of all was the fact that his slutty tits could lactate!
While his lower half rested, his upper half didn't - several milking and sucking scenes were filmed, leaving him burning with desire, but his boss cruelly confiscated all his sex toys and refused to let anyone fuck him, personally keeping him confined.
"Do you have to be so harsh?" Wen Han rolled his eyes, then brazenly straddled his boss's lap.
The boss glanced at him indulgently, then picked up the newspaper, ignoring him.
"I'm already so itchy, look, the pussy juices are flowing again, touch it, touch them." Wen Han's bare ass rubbed insistently on a certain area between the boss's legs, pulling the boss's hand to his needy holes.
It was already a sopping mess, the boss could feel Wen Han's ravenous holes the moment he touched them, Wen Han shrewdly clamping the hand, grinding his pussy against it.
"Ohh... So comfortable... Boss's hand on the slutty cunt... So good... The slut still wants... Big cock..."
"Mm... Not enough... Not enough... The slut wants... Big cock..."
Wen Han moaned lewdly, clenching his ass to rub the boss's hand, but the boss remained unaffected! Didn't even finger his pussy, couldn't he stick it in and relieve the itch? Just calmly reading the newspaper while Wen Han's trapped hand was free to be rubbed, but what use was that?
How could he be so stingy with him!
Wen Han pouted in dissatisfaction, opening the boss's pants and impaling himself on the soft cock, grinding his wet ass against it, trying to make the lukewarm lump heat up and harden.
But the soft cock just lay there, no matter how Wen Han rubbed, it remained as cold as its owner. And the boss's expression didn't change, absorbed in the newspaper, letting Wen Han squirm on him.
Wen Han gave up, it seemed his boss really was asexual!!
But he was quite adept at finding his own fun, straddling the boss's lap, fondling his own nipples, hips undulating as he moaned as realistically as if he were truly being fucked.
"Ah ah ah... Boss's cock is so big... Fucking the pussy to death!"
"Mm... Ah... Hitting the spot! Big cock... Hitting the slutty core!"
"Mmm... So amazing... The slut is going to be fucked to death by Boss's cock!"
The noise was loud, the boss's brow creasing slightly as he glanced at the self-performing man, shaking his head resignedly, letting him be. It seemed right to supervise him personally, otherwise who knew what antics he'd get up to with someone else.
The boss didn't care if his pants were stripped or his legs were soaked in the musky juices, his face icily impassive as he set down the newspaper and got to work.
But no one noticed the faint smile that briefly flickered across his face, nor the slight thrill that surged in his heart, there and gone in an instant, easily missed.
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