Chapter 139 – 67-3 Slave Pussies
“Lie back. Show your ass.”
“Uh… That, isn’t that… Embarrassing…?”
“Are you doing that on purpose?”
“M-, what did you mean…?”
“I don’t know how I’ll come out if you keep replying, or if I’m replying like that because I’m expecting what kind of punishment I’ll receive.”
At Closero’s quivering defiance, Allen laughs quietly.
“Oh no! Bo, I’m like that…!”
Sensing danger from Allen’s laughter, Clos Cerro’s fleshy butt trembles at the urgent excuse.
Thought Allen.
Her memory of the day she first met Clos Sero suddenly came to her mind.
She rested her chin on the golden throne, crossed her legs, and could not forget the golden eyes staring at her like an ant.
She’s completely different from the women I’ve known so far.
Clos Cerro, who reigned at the top of the ecological pyramid, is now showing his butt on the bed and dripping pussy juice.
Swoop.
“How are you?”
Clos Cerro let out a dazed moan at Allen’s unexpectedly soft touch.
If it was usual, I would have started copulation by hitting the butt…
No, don’t let your guard down, because he might change his mind and plan to spank him after reassuring him.
How many seconds had it passed?
As he continued to stroke his voluptuous ass, Closero’s itchy yet chilling sensation made his body heat up even more painfully.
And Pamela, who looked at her with envy, was also seduced by shaking her pure white hips to attract Allen’s attention.
Pamela’s naughty movements.
However, Allen doesn’t even look at her and touches Clos Cero’s buttocks with her hands as much as she wants, and Pamela slightly inflates her cheeks at the sound of her flesh and moaning as if a balloon is bursting.
Back.
“Why are you like that?”
Pamela gently grabs Allen’s sleeve and shakes it as he was massaging Clos Cerro’s both buttocks, which were softer than marshmallows.
Allen saw Pamela pouting her lips with an upset look in her eyes that she would never have.
If she had seen Pamela now, if anyone she knew had seen it, she would have felt this way.
She denied herself, saying that a vicious, cruel, gambler who decides people’s lives by gambling could not be cute, and the anxiety that it was a dream or that she might show herself hell in a new way must have overtaken her body.
“…Junior. Why are you only touching her auntie…”
When I didn’t respond, Allen was quite surprised by her complaint, “Why didn’t you touch me?”, Pulling her sleeves slightly and sticking her lips out and sitting on her knees.
Pamela’s mischievous face changed to one that now demanded my touch, and she was a bit perverted.
‘Is this the fall of that female? Seeing a crazy bitch beg me like this makes me feel mysterious.’
Just a few tens of minutes ago, I resonated with my mana on the vulva engraved in her womb, and raised her sensitivity to the maximum so that she could go even with a light touch or weak stimulation.
And a normal person would probably go back and forth between three or four climaxes.
As mentioned earlier, Pamela, who had been wriggling like a maggot on the floor of her room as she cried out and howled an animal, came back to her senses and begged for help.
“Because she did a lot… Let’s do it with me. I am younger and fresher than that lady.”
Pamela doing self-promotion, wildly waving her sleeves at my touch that doesn’t reach her.
“Touch here… It’s very sticky…”
Does falling into sexual desire make you stronger?
The hand that had been touching Clos Cerro’s ass was forced to feel the heat of Pamela’s wet cunt.
“Isn’t it very sticky…?”
Pamela grabbed my forearm and at the same time tightened her thighs to keep her from running away.
“Here… It’s very itchy… Put it in…”
Then, her lips, which had been pouting just before, approached my ear before I knew it and asked with a hot and sweet breath, and now my ear was sucking.
‘Wow… I’m getting sucked in…’
The pleasure of being sucked for the first time is indescribable.
It was something different.
The feeling of thick lips and tongue.
The feeling that the neckline gets chilly and the penis grows bigger by itself.
In addition, the warm love juice that instinctively squirms and touches and the flesh wrapped around the pussy.
The current appearance of Pamela, a female depravity, seemed to seduce even my body and mind.
“Today, I like it very much.”
Before I knew it, I heard her sigh mixed with a sigh of regret that Allen’s hand on Clos Cero’s hip had fallen off.
However, it was not her touch towards her Pamela.
“Huh…!”
The lamentation of regret soon turned into a strange moan.
Pamela, who was also licking my ear at the same time, as I rubbed her clitoris, which was covered in sticky juice, with two of her fingers, she let out a very rough breath as she let out a moan, just like Closcer.
“Haaa…!”
The clitoris, which had been erected very tightly, was pressed with her two fingers insistently, her thighs tightening even more, her forearms tightening as if they were about to break.
Also…
“Aww…! Hehe…!!”
Closero’s pussy pouring love juice carefully with your fingers.
As soon as the juice came out of his fingers, Allen skillfully opened Clos Cerro’s wide ass and opened the anal hole hidden between his ass.
Her legs and buttocks trembled at the same time as she carefully rubbed the wrinkles around her anal hole with her love juice-soaked thumb.
Also, moving the wrinkles at the entrance of the anal clockwise and touching them softly enough to make me a little impatient, I asked him to put it in quickly.
Repeating contraction and expansion, the anal hole twitched cutely, as if asking to be fucked quickly.
Different moans and reactions.
“Junior… Put it in… My, my, my… Pussy… It’s already soggy and I can’t do it anymore… I think it’s going to melt… Hehe…!”
I was surprised that I could talk even if I rubbed my finger all over the clitoris, but that didn’t matter.
“Hey. As I said before, I put in when I want to. So just shut up and masturbate, I know you’re grateful.”
“Poetry… Shimsooooo!
“What?”
I grabbed Pamela’s clitoris, which I was about to say was mean, and squeezed it hard enough to squeeze my forearms apart, my thighs popping open like a rubber band, and at the same time, the penetrating fountain soared so high that it reached the ceiling of the bed. .
“Yeah. Cumshot bitch. It’s the first time I’ve ever touched the ceiling this high.”
Allen marvels at the assistant reaching the ceiling.
And when she let go of Pamela’s clitoris, which had been pulled to the point where it snapped, her torso drooped forward as if she was drunk, and then she trembled and heard the sound of water coming out and wet cloth.
“Where would a slave bitch urinate on the bed where her master sleeps?”
“Huuuuu…!!”
Even though she lost her mind, did she still remember Allen’s voice?
Pamela slowly regains her senses and tries to move her body…
Shoot aaaaa!
Can we call it the sound of a cool stream of water?
Or is it just a figurative expression?
No longer an assistant, but pouring urine. With her legs wide open and supporting her body with her toes and arms, Pamela’s waist trembled violently from the pleasure she couldn’t handle because she was addicted to the climax. It was scattered as if it were a mark.
“Heuuuuu…!”
Pamela urinating with a strange moan.
And Allen, seeing this, in her feigned anger, spread her fingers neatly together, which had just touched her Pamela’s clitoris.
And then…
“Such a dirty bitch…!”
Aww!!
“Huh!!”
Her breath was choking and she was in pain.
Pamela, who was peeing openly with her cunt exposed, was even more startled by Allen’s pussy-squirting, and her peeing started to stop.
Instead, Pamela’s cunt had been slapped so hard that it left marks on her palms, and her dainty tongue was quivering as Pamela was completely out of her mind, now exposing her whites.
“Hug ah… A hug ah ah…”
“But she hasn’t lost her mind.”
She exposed her whites and her tongue twitched out of her mouth, but seeing that she would not lose her mind despite all this pain, she wanted to pet Pamela even more, who had not lost her mind.
“The more you look, the more you see. The more I touch it, the more I like it, Pamela.”
“Huhhhhh!?”
Allen stretched out her hand and pressed it against Pamela’s bladder, and the urine that flowed like a stream instantly came out of the pot! And poured
“Hey… I really like it. It suits her so well that she wants to show it to others with her belly upside down like a frog.”
Allen laughed at Pamela, who lay on her stomach like a dead man, still teasing Closcer’s anal hole incessantly.
Then, a thought came to me out of nowhere.
Releasing her thumb from closero’s anus, Arlen puts a serous thumb into the half-fascinated closero’s mouth, telling her to lick it clean, she says leisurely.
“Come to think of it, there is an item I bought on the black market and never used. I don’t know if you’ll like it.”
As she recalls an item she had bought on the black market, Allen laughs sinisterly.
And Closcer trembled with fear as her trembling tongue carefully licked her Allen’s thumb that had entered her asshole.
