The Omnistore System

Keith's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with lust as she stared at the holographic screen. She had started off with her panties on, but they were now tossed aside. Slowly, she massaged her already wet folds, feeling them stick together before spreading apart. As they did, strings of her sticky fluids stretched between them, giving the scene an extra touch of lewd allure.

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Her outer folds, with a light dusting of blonde pubic hair, were shiny with moisture. She kept her movements slow, savoring the sensation. Her fingers moved deliberately, not rushing towards orgasm, but enjoying every moment. Her hips rocked gently as she massaged herself, her breath hitching now and then.

Keith's body was a sight to behold. Her skin, flushed with arousal, glistened with a light sheen of sweat. Her breasts, handful and like mochi not round but plump, rose and fell with each breath, the nipples hard and begging for attention. Her toned stomach tensed slightly with every touch, showing off the subtle definition of her muscles. She looked at the images, her fingers sliding in and out, her thumb occasionally circling her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

The room was quiet except for her soft moans and the wet sounds of her fingers moving in and out of her folds. Her inner thighs were slick with her juices, which added to the sensation as she continued to play with herself. She could feel the pressure building, but she held back, wanting to enjoy every second of this self-inflicted pleasure.

She alternated between her fingers, moving slowly and savoring each sensation, not rushing toward orgasm but letting the pleasure build gradually as she looked at the images.

As she looked at the images on the screen, she couldn't help but let out a low, throaty moan.

Kevin was sending her images every few seconds, almost like an adult comic book come to life. The first image showed their crotches touching, with Viana's pink folds spread open and her mature, sultry look as they pressed against Kevin's penis, giving the appearance of her folds sucking on it like a sponge.

The next image showed Kevin squeezing Viana's breasts, her pinkish nipples shiny with sweat. Another image followed, showing her nipples wet and glistening as Kevin continued to pinch and twist them. He sent the images in rapid succession, documenting each intimate moment.

"Just make a video if you're going to send this many," Keith complained in a moaned tone as she continued to massage her folds. Now lying on her back with her thighs spread wide and raised slightly in the air, she immersed herself in the images, her fingers moving slowly and deliberately.

The next image was of Viana's armpits. Keith's gaze grew more excited as she examined every detail. Viana's armpits were smooth and glistening with a light sheen of sweat. The skin was a creamy white with a delicate pinkish hue at the creases, giving them an almost ethereal glow. "they look so tasty..." Keith's excitement grew as she imagined the softness and the scent, her fingers working faster as she took in the sight.

The image, clicked from the side, showed Viana's lower face, highlighting her blushing red cheeks. The side view of her breasts added an even more arousing element to the already lewd image.

As Keith finished savoring the details, the next image appeared. In this one, Viana's tongue was about to reach her exposed armpit. Intrigued but wanting more, Keith swiped to the next image. She saw Viana's tongue making contact, then a series of images capturing her licking it. The armpit grew progressively wetter, the glistening trail of saliva making Keith's arousal spike further.

Keith's eyes were glued to the screen, her breath hitching with each new image. The slow, deliberate motion of Viana's tongue against her own armpit was mesmerizing. The armpit, already slightly damp with sweat, now glistened with Viana's saliva. Keith's fingers worked more fervently between her own thighs, her arousal building with each swipe. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

The next image showed Kevin's hands gripping Viana's hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he positioned himself behind her. Keith's breath caught at the sight of Kevin's hard length pressing against Viana's entrance, teasing but not yet entering. The anticipation in the photo was palpable, and Keith's own anticipation mirrored it.

"Isn't it bigger than before?" Keith asked herself as she stared at Kevin's length. It was veiny, with the girth almost matching her arm and a length slightly shorter. The next photo showed the large penis head spreading Viana's hairy folds, making its way inside. Keith's moan grew louder as she muttered, "Fuck... why am I more aroused by his dick than her armpits?"

Despite Kevin being her boyfriend, Keith was mostly interested in girls, especially the one near her and of her family. But Kevin was an exception. She always felt aroused whenever he did something intimate with her, even if she didn't fully understand why.

As she continued swiping through the images, Keith watched with a growing sense of fascination and desire. The pictures showed Kevin methodically pushing his penis into Viana, each photo capturing the excruciatingly slow process. Kevin's movements were deliberate and incremental, with each image displaying only a small advance, just the tip of his member entering her at first.

In the photos, Viana's reaction was palpable. Her body was tense, eyes squeezed shut, and her mouth slightly open as she gasped for breath. Her hands were clutching the bed sheets tightly, the fabric bunched in her fists as if it were her only anchor. Each image showcased a different angle of her contorted form, her body arching and twisting as she tried to adjust to the intrusion. Her skin was flushed, a mix of sweat and arousal glistening on her body as she convulsed with every slight movement of Kevin's penis. Keith could only imagine how it felt to be in Viana's position.

"It looks so torturous..." Keith murmured, she meant not in a painful sense but as if the itch she couldn't scratch was spreading, intensifying with each passing moment. "She must want it all in one go..." Keith thought, typing a message: "Are you making her beg for it? If not, make her and show it to me."