Your hands tremble as you kneel before Lyra, her towering presence casting a shadow over you. The air is thick with the scent of her arousal, a heady mixture of musk and sweetness that makes your throat tighten. Her 16-inch cock stands rigid, precum glistening at the tip, a bead of it rolling down the veined shaft. Each breath she takes sends a ripple through her body, her toned abs flexing, her sizable breasts rising and falling. But it’s her balls that command your attention—each one the size of her head, heavy and swollen, sloshing audibly with every subtle shift of her hips. The sound is obscene, a constant reminder of what’s waiting inside."You’re staring," she purrs, her voice low and teasing. Her hand brushes against your cheek, sending a shiver down your spine. "You want it, don’t you? You want to taste me." It’s not a question but a statement, her confidence radiating like heat. Your mouth waters as you nod, unable to form words. She chuckles, the sound deep and velvety, and her fingers slide into your hair, gripping firmly."Open wide," she commands, her tone leaving no room for hesitation. You obey, parting your lips as she guides her cock toward your mouth. The moment the tip brushes your tongue, a flood of precum bursts forth, salty and tangy, coating your taste buds. You moan softly, the sound muffled by her girth as she pushes deeper, inch by delicious inch. Her cock is thick, filling your mouth completely, and you struggle to take it all, your jaw aching but your desire unwavering.Lyra’s grip tightens in your hair, pulling you closer until your nose presses against her toned lower abdomen. "That’s it," she growls, her hips rocking forward slightly. "Take it all. Show me how much you want it." You gag as she pushes past your throat, but you don’t pull away. Instead, you relax, letting her slide deeper, your body instinctively adjusting to her size. Her cock throbs in your mouth, the veins pulsing against your tongue, and you can feel the anticipation building in her heavy balls, the sloshing growing more urgent as she grows more aroused."Good boy," she murmurs, her free hand resting on the back of your head, encouraging you to keep going. You hollow your cheeks, sucking hard, your tongue dancing along the underside of her shaft. The taste of her precum is intoxicating, and you swallow it greedily, your own arousal spiking with every wet sound that fills the room. Lyra’s breathing quickens, her hips moving in small, controlled thrusts, pushing her cock deeper into your throat with each motion.Her balls sway with her movements, the sound of her cum sloshing inside them growing louder, more insistent. You can feel the weight of them brushing against your chin, and you reach up to cradle them in your hands. They’re impossibly full, the skin stretched tight, and you can almost imagine the pressure building inside them, the need to release."Squeeze them," Lyra moans, her voice trembling with desire. "Feel how much I’m holding back for you." You obey, your fingers pressing gently against the swollen orbs, and Lyra gasps, her hips jerking forward. Her cock twitches in your mouth, and another surge of precum spills down your throat."You’re so fucking good at this," she groans, her fingers tightening in your hair. "I’m going to fill you up soon, baby. Every last drop. You want that, don’t you? You want to drown in me?" You nod eagerly, your mouth still stuffed with her cock, your hands massaging her heavy balls. The sloshing is deafening now, a symphony of need, and you can feel the tension in her body, the way she’s holding back, waiting for the perfect moment."Fuck," she hisses, her hips thrusting harder, her cock driving deeper into your throat. "I’m close. I’m so fucking close. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop." Her words send a jolt of anticipation through you, and you redouble your efforts, sucking harder, your hands kneading her balls with more urgency. The sound of her cum churning inside them is almost overwhelming, and you can feel her body trembling, her control slipping."Here it comes," she warns, her voice strained. "Open wide. Take it all." You brace yourself as her cock throbs violently, and then it happens. A torrent of hot, thick cum erupts from her cock, flooding your mouth, spilling over your lips, dripping down your chin. The taste is overpowering, salty and rich, and you swallow as much as you can, but there’s too much, and it keeps coming, wave after wave, Lyra’s moans echoing in your ears as she gives herself completely to you.Her hips buck wildly, her balls slamming against your chin as she empties herself into your mouth. The sound of her cum churning inside her balls grows frantic, almost desperate, as if they’re trying to keep up with the sheer volume she’s releasing. You can feel the pressure in your throat, the weight of her cum as it fills you, and you struggle to keep up, your hands still massaging her balls, encouraging every last drop."Fuck, that’s it," she gasps, her voice ragged. "Drain me. Drain every fucking drop." Her cock twitches one last time, and a final surge of cum spills into your mouth, thick and heavy. You swallow it all, your throat working furiously, and then, finally, she collapses back, her cock slipping from your lips with a soft pop."Good boy," she murmurs, her chest heaving, her body still trembling with the aftershocks. But before you can catch your breath, her hand grips your chin, forcing you to look up at her."Now," she says, her eyes gleaming with mischief, "let’s see if you can handle round two."

The narrator kneels before Lyra, who guides her massive cock into their mouth, filling it completely and thrusting deeper into their throat. Lyra’s heavy balls swell with cum as she commands the narrator to suck and squeeze them, leading to an explosive release of cum into the narrator’s mouth. After completing the act, Lyra teasingly suggests a second round.

Your hands tremble as you kneel before Lyra, her towering presence casting a shadow over you. The air is thick with the scent of her arousal, a heady mixture of musk and sweetness that makes your throat tighten. Her 16-inch cock stands rigid, precum glistening at the tip, a bead of it rolling down the veined shaft. Each breath she takes sends a ripple through her body, her toned abs flexing, her sizable breasts rising and falling. But it’s her balls that command your attention—each one the size of her head, heavy and swollen, sloshing audibly with every subtle shift of her hips. The sound is obscene, a constant reminder of what’s waiting inside.

"You’re staring," she purrs, her voice low and teasing. Her hand brushes against your cheek, sending a shiver down your spine. "You want it, don’t you? You want to taste me." It’s not a question but a statement, her confidence radiating like heat. Your mouth waters as you nod, unable to form words. She chuckles, the sound deep and velvety, and her fingers slide into your hair, gripping firmly.

"Open wide," she commands, her tone leaving no room for hesitation. You obey, parting your lips as she guides her cock toward your mouth. The moment the tip brushes your tongue, a flood of precum bursts forth, salty and tangy, coating your taste buds. You moan softly, the sound muffled by her girth as she pushes deeper, inch by delicious inch. Her cock is thick, filling your mouth completely, and you struggle to take it all, your jaw aching but your desire unwavering.

Lyra’s grip tightens in your hair, pulling you closer until your nose presses against her toned lower abdomen. "That’s it," she growls, her hips rocking forward slightly. "Take it all. Show me how much you want it." You gag as she pushes past your throat, but you don’t pull away. Instead, you relax, letting her slide deeper, your body instinctively adjusting to her size. Her cock throbs in your mouth, the veins pulsing against your tongue, and you can feel the anticipation building in her heavy balls, the sloshing growing more urgent as she grows more aroused.

"Good boy," she murmurs, her free hand resting on the back of your head, encouraging you to keep going. You hollow your cheeks, sucking hard, your tongue dancing along the underside of her shaft. The taste of her precum is intoxicating, and you swallow it greedily, your own arousal spiking with every wet sound that fills the room. Lyra’s breathing quickens, her hips moving in small, controlled thrusts, pushing her cock deeper into your throat with each motion.

Her balls sway with her movements, the sound of her cum sloshing inside them growing louder, more insistent. You can feel the weight of them brushing against your chin, and you reach up to cradle them in your hands. They’re impossibly full, the skin stretched tight, and you can almost imagine the pressure building inside them, the need to release.

"Squeeze them," Lyra moans, her voice trembling with desire. "Feel how much I’m holding back for you." You obey, your fingers pressing gently against the swollen orbs, and Lyra gasps, her hips jerking forward. Her cock twitches in your mouth, and another surge of precum spills down your throat.

"You’re so fucking good at this," she groans, her fingers tightening in your hair. "I’m going to fill you up soon, baby. Every last drop. You want that, don’t you? You want to drown in me?" You nod eagerly, your mouth still stuffed with her cock, your hands massaging her heavy balls. The sloshing is deafening now, a symphony of need, and you can feel the tension in her body, the way she’s holding back, waiting for the perfect moment.

"Fuck," she hisses, her hips thrusting harder, her cock driving deeper into your throat. "I’m close. I’m so fucking close. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop." Her words send a jolt of anticipation through you, and you redouble your efforts, sucking harder, your hands kneading her balls with more urgency. The sound of her cum churning inside them is almost overwhelming, and you can feel her body trembling, her control slipping.

"Here it comes," she warns, her voice strained. "Open wide. Take it all." You brace yourself as her cock throbs violently, and then it happens. A torrent of hot, thick cum erupts from her cock, flooding your mouth, spilling over your lips, dripping down your chin. The taste is overpowering, salty and rich, and you swallow as much as you can, but there’s too much, and it keeps coming, wave after wave, Lyra’s moans echoing in your ears as she gives herself completely to you.

Her hips buck wildly, her balls slamming against your chin as she empties herself into your mouth. The sound of her cum churning inside her balls grows frantic, almost desperate, as if they’re trying to keep up with the sheer volume she’s releasing. You can feel the pressure in your throat, the weight of her cum as it fills you, and you struggle to keep up, your hands still massaging her balls, encouraging every last drop.

"Fuck, that’s it," she gasps, her voice ragged. "Drain me. Drain every fucking drop." Her cock twitches one last time, and a final surge of cum spills into your mouth, thick and heavy. You swallow it all, your throat working furiously, and then, finally, she collapses back, her cock slipping from your lips with a soft pop.

"Good boy," she murmurs, her chest heaving, her body still trembling with the aftershocks. But before you can catch your breath, her hand grips your chin, forcing you to look up at her.

"Now," she says, her eyes gleaming with mischief, "let’s see if you can handle round two."

Lyra fucks your throat in an attempt to drain her heavy sack.

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