The Forbidden Curriculum, Ch 39

As he gazed into her enchanting eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and reverence. "When I grow up," he whispered, his voice trembling with desire, "I will fuck you even harder and deeper."

Noh Ayla's cheeks flushed with a deep crimson hue as she listened to Evan's words, her expression a delicate balance of shyness and coquettish charm. It was a quality that had captivated him from the start, a quality that seemed to dance just beneath the surface of her being, waiting to be unleashed.

"Damn it," he breathed, his eyes locked onto hers as he spoke, "Your little cunt is truly a marvel, a thing of beauty that can bite and tease with the best of them. I can hardly bear the thought of it right now."

Noh Ayla's face grew even redder as she listened to Evan's words, her eyes dropping to the floor as she struggled to maintain a semblance of dignity.

But Evan could see the truth in her eyes, the truth that she was a woman who had been ravaged by her own desires, a woman who had been left wanting by her husband.

"I don't know," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper, "Every time I reach orgasm, it's like a bottomless pit opens up inside me, a void that can never be filled. No matter how big the cock is, it's always too small, always too shallow."

Evan's eyes widened in understanding as Noh Ayla spoke, his mind racing with the implications of her words.

It was a phenomenon that he had heard of before, a phenomenon that seemed to afflict women who were blessed with a certain… body type and psyche.

A certain quality that made them irresistible to men, but also left them wanting, always wanting more.

"Noh Min's father had said that my desire is a bottomless pit," Noh Ayla continued, her voice laced with a hint of sadness, "A place that can never be filled, no matter how hard you try."

As Evan listened to Noh Ayla's words, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy for her. She was a woman who had been left wanting, a woman who had been ravaged by her own desires.

And yet, despite the pain and the heartache, she was still a woman of great beauty, a woman who seemed to radiate a sense of sensuality and allure.

"It's not just a bottomless pit," Evan whispered, his eyes locked onto hers as he spoke, "It's a bottomless vortex, a void that seems to suck you in and never let you go. No normal man could stand this kind of stimulation, not even for a moment."

Noh Ayla's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise as Evan spoke, her face growing even redder as she listened to his words. But Evan could see the truth in her eyes, the truth that she was a woman who was still very much in love, a woman who was still very much in need of attention and affection.

"Aunty," he whispered, his voice trembling with desire, "who is better, me or your husband?" And as he spoke, he reached out and began to knead Noh Ayla's breasts, his hands moving with a gentle touch that seemed to awaken a sense of longing within her.

Noh Ayla's eyes fluttered closed as Evan's hands touched her breasts, her body seeming to relax into his touch. And as he looked at her, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and reverence.

She was a woman of great beauty, a woman who seemed to radiate a sense of sensuality and allure. "Of course, this little rascal is better," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper, "Noh Min's father is not as good as you. He always rushes around recklessly, without any finesse or skill."

As Evan listened to Noh Ayla's words, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction. He was a man who was skilled in the art of lovemaking, a man who knew how to bring a woman to the heights of pleasure.

"My dear husband, I love you so much," Noh Ayla whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Aunty promises you that I will never have sex with other men again, including Noh Min's father." The words hung in the air, a solemn vow that left me both surprised and touched.

Noh Ayla was forced to agree to call me her husband, and though she was still a little reluctant, I could sense a genuine longing in her eyes.

She yearned for a man who could bring her both physical and psychological satisfaction, and I was determined to be that man. I was not the kind of person who would take her love for granted or betray her trust.

"Really? aunty, do you really think so? Will you really let me fuck you alone?" I asked, my voice laced with a mixture of curiosity and playfulness. I was a little surprised by her seriousness, but I was also intrigued.

Earlier, when I asked her to make a promise I just did so under the flow of our passion.

I wasn't expecting her to take it seriously.

Noh Ayla didn't answer, but instead looked at me with a charming smile, her eyes sparkling with desire. She crawled to the root of my thigh, her cherry mouth open and inviting, as she began to lick the sensitive skin.

The sensation was almost too much to bear, and I felt my cock stir to life, its limpness giving way to a throbbing pulse.

As she drew circles on the top of my cock with her slippery and tender tongue, I felt my most sensitive nerves come alive. I was on the verge of losing control, and I knew I had to hold back, lest I accidentally ejaculate in her mouth.

But Noh Ayla was relentless, her seductive smile a constant reminder of her desire for me. She slowly raised her head, took my cock into her mouth, and began to swallow it, her movements slow and deliberate.

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