Chapter 142 – 67-6 Slave Pussies

“It is clean. It smells good too. Would you like to buy another one next time?”

Allen looked at the clean barrier while fiddling with the anal hole that was wide open enough to easily fit an apple that had ripened red.

“Ha…! Ha…!”

Clos Cerro was breathing heavily, but his expression didn’t look strained at all.

She laughed as if she was in a good mood, and as she watched Allen’s cock gushing with semen, she could only breathe harder.

What to expect

In order for the azure slime, which was made with a lot of aphrodisiac, to go out, she sprayed aphrodisiac everywhere, including her workplace and even her stomach, how could she lose consciousness?

“Pamela. Cleaning.”
‘N, yes… Yes…”

Pamela’s cunt was dripping with her semen, and when Allen said cleaning, he quickly approached and ran over her cock, which was stained with a sticky foam mixed with her juice and semen.

“Lord Chloe. What kind of punishment would you like?”
“Hmm…Give me…”
“I can’t hear you well. Please speak louder.”
“N, my pussy… Ha… In my pussy, where there’s a lot of sticky water coming out here… Ha… Put it in…”

Like Pamela, Clos Cerro, who had reached his climax countless times, lay flat on the bed, staggering.

Then his cock reacted as he saw her lift her legs as he wrapped his arms around them.

A pussy dripping with white pussy water.
An anal that makes the illusion of breathing still wide open.

And… The most important.

The two legs that are beautifully raised in the air without any corners are my heart, and for me with a leg fetish, Clos Sero’s appearance right now is truly my ideal.

It wasn’t enough to shake my sanity, which had been playful until now, so it was so charming that it overflowed.

“Sleep… Drink… Chew… Chump chump yum…”

Pamela sucks on my cock halfway, tasting candy instead of cleaning.

Even though the cleaning has already been completed, Pamela sucks the bottom of the glans and says that the cock is delicious.

“Stop washing when you’re done cleaning, Pamela.”
“Sir… Cock… Lick more and sip… Drink, drink the sperm of the junior owner…”

Pamela, relentlessly sucking on her glans and rolling her tongue, tasting all of Allen’s semen, looked happy and didn’t even think of falling off Allen’s cock.

“If it tastes that good, Pamela, eat a mixture of your cunt juice and mine.”
“Ah!? Don’t touch me..! Nopeeeee… Bo, the pussy is sensitive…!!”

When Pamela’s cunt was slowly dripping with a mixture of different liquids, she poked her finger, and she said that she shouldn’t touch her sensitive pussy.

Allen collects the mixed liquids that stained his fingers and feeds them into Pamela’s mouth.

“Eat this and stay still.”
“Uuuuu…!”

Allen tramples Pamela’s small mouth with a finger stained with mixed liquid.

“Give me more… More, more…”

I fed him to calm down, but it seems to have ignited it.

The liquid clinging to her fingers was stained with Pamela’s saliva.

“Mashi-suh-g-g-ugh!!?”
“If the master speaks, you must listen immediately.”
“Hey, use Jamo…! Go, open your heart, tear it open!!”

She doesn’t listen, so she can’t help but grab Pamela’s small breasts and say she’s wrong, but her expression doesn’t.

As if to squeeze her more, more, more, more, more, tightly, smiling while holding her body, somehow seemed to get caught up in Pamela’s face.

“Ha!! Ha!!”

Pamela rolls over on the bed pushing her chest, letting out her rough breath, but her expression still doesn’t change.

Rather, it’s okay to squeeze her breasts, so I want to touch her more, and her lust-mad eyes were just staring at my eyes.

Thinking about it, I suddenly remembered the shooting at me in the first place, and the incident in the classroom where I said I changed my appearance to suit my taste.

‘…I’ll have to set it to maximum until I do Clos Sero.’

“Heh, hoobae eh eh… More, more, it’s okay if my heart is torn… Touch me… Then I’m okay!!?”

Pamela, who asked to touch her breasts even if they were torn, bent her back to the point where her body felt like a shrimp for a moment.

“Be quiet. I’ll deal with you in a little while, so for now, you’re content with yourself.”

First of all, the sensitivity of the vulva engraved in her uterus was raised to the maximum, so there would be no interference.

Then…

Allen rocked her back and forth little by little, pressing his cock into Clos Cero’s cunt, which was her ideal, her own form.

Her little sweet moans and the slight trembling of her arms supporting her legs made her strange excitement take over her body.

Her cunt dripping with her love juices. The more you rock the cock back and forth on her flesh, the sweeter the more you shake it, the more your teeth will rot.

“N-Put it in… I don’t like bullying… Cock… Put it in here…”

Clos Cero’s warm hands, supporting her legs, caught Allen’s cock as it rubbed her cunt, gently stroking her glans.

The two legs of Clos Cero, which Allen had admired so much, were gently placed on Allen’s shoulders, and her face, seen between her legs, was fucking ugly.

“Aww…”

As I pushed her cock into Clos Cero’s thick vaginal wall, the orifice of her uterus came down and the vaginal wall and other textures sucked her glans.

“Heuuuuu…”

Closero’s legs over her shoulders, holding her ankles and groaning shyly as she shook her waist was somehow unfamiliar.

‘Is it because of the slime? To be obedient like this.’

Of course, there was the sky-blue slime’s credit for devouring Clos Sero’s organs and spraying the aphrodisiac, but the truth was different.

Pamela Silbernas.

A cheeky girl who caught Mirai during the day.

A girl who annoys the principal with all sorts of strange words here and there.

More than anything, my cheeky eyes.

I really didn’t like that expression of him treating the principal’s pupil as if it were his own, and yet having the upper hand.

‘I… I’ll prove that I’m superior to the pink girl…’

Due to the repeated teasing of the waist, Clos Cerro roughly grabbed the blanket and reached the approaching climax.

I could feel the womb coming down, saying it wanted Allen’s seed.

Clos Cero frees himself from Allen’s grip on his ankle, as if he wanted to imprint on Pamela, who laughs with a disgusted smile at her bedside.

And to keep Allen from escaping. She wants to ejaculate while being held in the arms of her master, and her long white legs hug Allen’s waist so that he can’t move.

However, this is not imprinted in the pink girl’s mind.

“Uhhhhh…”

Close Cero tied her waist with her legs so that Allen couldn’t move or escape, and soon caught Allen’s defenseless face, which was pressed against his body, and kissed her as it was.

The two exchange hot breaths with their tongues mixed thickly.

Arlen, buried in his soft belly and chest, didn’t hate Clos Cero’s sudden action, but before he knew it, the two of them cherished each other’s heads, and the sound of a deep kiss like a lover echoed silently.