Chapter 223 – Let’s Do It and Think (3)
He gently hugged Tristia and kissed her on the lips, like a lover making her her first experience her.
“…Ha… Slap… Side… Bor.. Nim… Uhh… Hah… Jk..”
She pressed the tip of her glans gently against her cervix her, simultaneously pushing against her cramped vaginal walls her.
“Ahhhhh”
A small moan escaped her mouth her.
“…Huh…Huh…!
While she was in her relationship like that, a strange feeling of incongruity crossed her head.
‘…What?’
I’m sure Tristia was feeling it, but she didn’t look very happy.
On a star rating, it’s about 4 out of 5.
It’s easy to say that 4 is good, but…
Her pride her as an assistant teacher did not allow anything other than a perfect score.
‘…What’s lacking?’
After thinking about it for a while, I stopped the relationship and stood up.
“Heh… Bocchan… Why… Are you stopping…?”
“Tristia. Can I try this?”
Tristia’s eyes narrowed like a bow as she checked the dildo in my hand.
“Ha ha… Ha ha… Hmm… Why?
“No, it’s not like that, but it’s better to use this… “
“Ah, it’s okay not to make excuses, so do whatever you want.”
Maybe it’s because she enjoys using the tools she made,
“Hehe… Master, your skills have died a lot. I used to do well without tools. Did this happen because you only hung out with other girls?”
Or Tristia, who provokes her a little hard, whether she’s pouring out what she’s accumulated over the years.
“… I allowed it.”
Now that I think about it, when she was in a relationship with Tristia, she always had only rough sex.
At first, she could n’t control herself because it was her first experience her, and then she lost her temper while taking stimulants and having sex.
‘So I tried to be kind…’
It seems that she was not enough for Tristia, whose body had already adapted to the rough sex where she could not even breathe properly.
“Did you see the command before? There are 10 patterns in all…If you want to use them…As much as you like…Heheh…!”
Pooh-!
I shoved a gel-drenched dildo into Tristia’s ass as she lifted her ass.
“Wow!!…Do…Bobster…?
Maybe I didn’t expect to put it in the back hole.
Tristia looked at me with her slightly distorted face, but I ignored her gaze and continued her work.
“Hello, Dildo.”
[Please speak.]
“Execute the masturbation pattern you use often.”
Tristia’s mouth and eyes widen as she sees me commanding the dildo.
“Do…Bobster?…Uh…How…That command…?”
“I do not know. A pure heart that wants to satisfy Tristia?”
Of course, I don’t know the dildo commands.
But I know how to use these similar objects.
Because in my previous life, the first thing I did as soon as I entered the house was to ask Clover to ‘play a song I listen to often’.
“Now… Wait a minute… That pattern doesn’t work… Cancel… Cancel… “
Surprised, Tristia tries to raise her upper body her, but I put her weight on her while holding her arms her, forcing her to lie down.
“Don’t move. Because you might get hurt.”
“Eup…!…Eup…!!…Not…Ugh..!!”
While Tristia, her face buried in the bed, struggles to get away from me.
[Forced-continuation-climax-hellExecute the pattern.]
The dildo executed the pattern.
Pooh-!! Pooh-!! Pooh-!! Pooh-!!
A pattern with a bigger name than I expected.
As the pattern began, the dildo made her presence known by her mercilessly poking Tristia’s back hole.
“…Kkeuugh…!!..Huhhhhh! .Stop it..♥.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Mo..Momola..!.♥..Keep off..♥…This…Weird…Haat..♥Huh…Huh…Dil…Dildo… Heuuuuu. ..♥”
Although Tristia commands the dildo in a voice close to her pleading her.
[Refused to execute. Forced-continuation-climax-hellThe pattern will not stop as long as there is no danger to life.]
A dildo that lightly ignores commands and adds gaps in movement.
“If this is the pattern you use often… It’s only natural that you’re not satisfied with gentle sex.”
I watched Tristia’s masturbation show for a while with her arms crossed.
“Hehe…♥Hehe…♥..Ah…No…This…This…Is…Awesome…♥!..Go..Just…!. .Wow…!♥”
The moment Tristia reached her climax, I whispered as I grabbed her thin white waist of her.
“Then, from now on, I’ll give you rough sex without consideration.”
Rumbling ─
Was this a fatal blow?
Juice gushed out of Tristia’s wet cunt her.
“Huhhhhh. ..Kkeuh…Yes…!!”
“A dildo is a back hole. I can put it in my pussy.”
“Eww…!♥…Ah…Ah…No…!! …!”
“You’re dripping water like you’re asking for it to be put in from your pussy, but what’s dangerous?”
“…!! ♥ Huh … This .. ♥ Two ..
Pooh-!!
Despite Trista’s resistance, I pushed my cock all the way in at once.
“Yeah!!♥♥”
Even though the mouth says no, the body is honest.
Tristia’s pussy, whose body temperature rose, must have been more excited than before.
“It’s tightening like it’s going to melt your cock… It’s a pussy that wants to keep eating.”
“Hehe♥..Turn it off…♥Hehe..Hehe…Now..Come on!!…Turn it off!…♥”
After stabbing him a few times, Tristia’s body sank downward as if her back her had been pulled out.
“Listen to your back.”
“Turn it off. ♥..Hehe…!♥ That…But…! “
Damn ─
“Heeheeeee!♥♥”
“Raise your waist.”
As I commanded her in a low voice while hitting her butt her, Tristia’s waist her slowly rose.
“Hehe…Hehe..♥…De…Revealing.!..Do…Boy…Revealing…♥”
Jjaak-
“You have to be angry to listen.”
“Sorry…Sorry…♥Huh!…Huh! Don’t be angry…Don’t..♥”
Tristia was frightened and said in tears, but I rather forcibly restrained my body her and moved my waist her.
“Huh…!!. Kkeuh…♥♥…More…More…In the eyepatch…!! I’ll apologize!! ..Kind…Huh…!”
“To be nice to a bitch like you? There are many things I wish for.”
Damn—! Damn—!
Every time a red handprint was imprinted on her buttocks of her, Tristia’s body her straightened up at the same time.
As he tortured Tristia for a while, he felt her semen her rise from her balls her.
“…It looks like it’s going to get cold soon.”
“…Hehe..? …Jebaal..!♥…Dildo too…Remove it…Turn it off…!!”
Damn—!
“I haven’t come to my senses yet. All you can say is thank you.”
“Hehe…♥Hehe…♥…This…This…♥Ji…Really…Dangerous…Is…!!…Get…Ahead. .. The front…And the back…Touched…At the same time…My…Head…!!♥It’s going to be weird…It’s like…Turn it off♥♥!!.”
Damn—!
“I would have said all you could say was thank you!”
“Hehe..♥Hehe…♥Eh…Neeeeet…!!!….Go…Thank you..!!…Thank you…! Ugh…!!
Kuduk-! Kuduk—!
Along with the pleasure of turning her hair white, semen exploded from her glans her and filled Tristia’s womb her.
“….Huhhhhh♥
When her long ejaculation was over, Tristia collapsed on her bed, sticking out her tongue, like her hot dog.
“..Heh..Heh..Gya…Gyesha..Ni…Da..♥”
***
“…Huh?… Master?”
Awakening from her slumber her, Tristia looks at me with her dazed face.
“Good morning?”
“…Why is the young master here… Sobbing…!!”
Tristia, who was talking in her drool, dyed her face bright red as if she remembered her.
“Are you satisfied with this?”
“…Ugh!”
When I tease her for not missing the moment, Tristia turns around with her blanket pulled up over her head instead of answering.
“Looking at the lack of answers, it must have been lacking. Use your strength again…”
“I was satisfied! I’m satisfied, so stop!”
With a scream, Tristia kicked the covers off her.
I wrapped my arms around Tristia’s waist and whispered.
“So tell me now.”
“What…”
“If you’re satisfied, they’ll give you advice.”
“Did you bother me so much to find out?”
“No way. It’s just because playing with Tristia is fun.”
“Haa…He’s good at talking…Well, the advice is simple.”
As I waited for her words, Tristia pointed at my cock with her index finger instead of speaking.
“…?”
What does this mean?
As I blinked, Tristia sighed and continued her explanation.
“I mean, think about it.”
I can’t tell if this is a joke or serious.
Then Tristia shook her head lightly and added her explanation.
“Young master. Do you know the difference between a woman’s jealousy and a man’s jealousy?”
“…Difference?”
After thinking for a moment, I shook my head.
“I don’t know.”
“Simple. If a man’s jealousy stems from possessiveness, a woman’s jealousy stems from a desire to be loved.”
Having said that, Tristia brushed her red hair.
“I want to be loved more than others. Only I want to be loved… Like this, the conditions are different, but in the end, the cause of jealousy is wanting to be loved.”
“Therefore…?”
“So, if you love a jealous woman to the point of overflowing, you can control her jealousy quite a bit of her, even if it’s not perfect. And the way to love is, of course, physical sympathy is the best.”
While carefully interpreting Tristia’s words, I muttered in a voice that I realized something.
“…You’re telling me to eat them all after all.”
