Chapter 53 – Secretly Outdoors With the Saint of the Sun (2)

Secretly outdoors with the saint of the sun (2)

Looking through the hole, the atmosphere is ripening to the fullest with all kinds of positions.
Jessie is holding on to the poles of the tent and sticking her butt out as she stands.

“Ah, baby… So, go for it! Deep!”

“Jesse, stick out your butt and give it strength.
Alas, yes. Wow, Joey!”

Chew-gap-chew-chew-chew-chew!

Val stands up and drives Jesse, who sticks out his butt all the way, into his back.
Marianne, now bent down to peep, had the same posture as Jesse.

Bang bang bang bang!

The black-haired nun’s slim ass keeps hitting the waist and balls of her brown-haired priest.

“Because it’s backwards, so her bones don’t touch it, which is good.”

“Me too, because it’s deep, and the contact part is different, so I like it.”

A conversation in which we share our feelings with each other as if it were really pleasant.
Marianne is staring at her with her mouth closed as if possessed again.

“Wow… Camuniim, they…
Really… You look good…”

My hand grabs Marianne’s hips over her clothes before I know it.
Layering her body over hers, she cups her voluptuous breasts with the rest of her hand.

“Hey…”

Marianne glances at me resentfully, then she continues peeping again.
Her permission was dropped.
I massaged her ass and breasts like rice cakes.

Castings castings.

Alas, neither the breasts nor the ass.
I can’t quite hold it in one hand.
This richness.
This soft touch.
I have to hold it with both hands to catch one.
My cock feels like it’s going to burst with blood.

The atmosphere inside the tent must have heated up as well, and her hips quickened.
Now, the doctrine leaks out slightly through the tent.

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

“Ah! Ah! Baby, so, so good!”

“Jesse, I think I’ll be cheap.”

“No, honey. Just a little bit more!”

I can’t stand it any longer.
I pull Marianne’s dress up over her waist and pull down her apricot-colored panties.
Her butt like a moon sticks out all the way back.
Grab her hips with both hands and spread them apart.
I can’t wait to see that secret place.

“Hee! Suck…”

Marianne struggled to cover her mouth.
Instinctively, her hand moved despite her soundproofing.
I quickly bury my face in Marianne’s buttock.
Ah, this dreamy touch!
So soft.
Because of her hip muscles, it’s a different kind of fun than her chest.
This feeling of hardness hidden in softness.

Churup Churup.

“!!!”

Marianne squeezes her ass while covering her mouth.
She savors her petals in her mouth.
Slightly salty and fishy taste.
From today’s speech to the banquet, I went all the way.
Even so, the smell of young women’s flesh is stronger than the smell of sweat.
Fresh and lively, just like a ripe fruit.
The body of an autumn lady that gently touches my tongue.
It is fragrant and strange like a ripe apple.

Churrup. I’m sorry.

She presses her lips against Marianne’s plump cunt flesh, savors it, then sucks it up with her tongue.
Honey was leaking from Marianne’s cracks before my tongue even touched them.
Marianne must have felt that scene as well.
When my caress was added to that, a lot of strange honey water flowed out of her pussy.

“Huh… Camus… Great… More, more.”

Marianne gently turns her head to plead.
In her drunkenness, she gently shakes her hot ass.
Ah.
The saintess who was so neat and pure now lifts up her skirt in front of me, waving her moon-like white hips and pleading.
I taste and enjoy the petal-like flesh of the pussy with my mouth full.

Churup Churup.

Caress her mouth and find her clitoris with her saliva-soaked fingers.

“Huh! Camus, there.
Nice there, more… Please touch me more gently…!”

The soundproof curtain sways as if it were shaking in the wind.
I stiffened my tongue and poked her pussy, then gently licked it.
Of course, gently stroking the cute clitoris with your hand, like a grain of rice.

“Ha, good. I love it…
Kamyu-nim’s tongue came into me… !”

Now everything is ready.
When I lowered my pants and panties all at once, my cock, which was suppressed, jumped out.

My cock standing tall and salivating at the end.
Rub it against Marianne’s cunt.

A place where honey water leaks out and shines with my saliva.
Right there.
The cock slowly invades.

“Flaw… Town! I-I can’t stand it anymore…”

As my cock went in, the soundproof curtain spread like a soap bubble and vibrated nervously.
Marianne is too absorbed in her pleasure and can no longer concentrate.

“Now, don’t make any noise. Understand?”

She covers her mouth with her left hand and barely nods her head.
Still don’t refuse
She supports her tent pole with her trembling right arm.
Then she spreads her legs a little more and sticks out her butt.
My cock, which had already reached her glans, penetrated her narrow flesh and went deeper.

“Ah, darling, I, go!”

“Cold… !”

Byubyu byu!

Bill sprayed his semen coolly down Jesse’s ass.
Jessie turns around with a coquettish expression, wiping the semen from her ass with her finger.
Then, he knelt down in front of Bill and started the grooming fellatio.

“… !!!”

In between.
I stuffed my cock inside Marianne’s vagina and touched the opening of her swollen womb.
Marianne lowered her head and shuddered at her lower back.
The bubble-shaped soundproofing curtain that surrounded us was gone.
Whoa.
From now on, you have to do it quietly, without making a sound.

Chewbrup… Chew. Chew.

“!!!”

“!!!!”

I’m just getting her cock out of her deep hole, and her head feels like it’s going to burst with pleasure… !!
There is someone I know outdoors, and beyond the tent!
A situation where you shouldn’t make a sound.
The thrill of this situation intensifies the tension.
Even so, her hot, soggy cunt wrapped around my cock like hot rice cakes.
I’m clinging tight… !!
When I put my nerves on edge for fear of being caught, I can feel every single wrinkle.

Tsubong…

I put the cock that I pulled out almost all the way back in.
It is very slippery because the juice overflows, so fortunately there is less sound.
It’s as if you’re slicing through hot rice cakes coated with sesame oil.
Whoops!
I only put it in and take it out twice, but it seems cheap.
Marianne also gave up peeking at some point, lowered her head, and listened.

Looking inside with anxiety, Bill and Jessie are inserting their towering cocks again after their clean-up fellatio.
Bill punches Jesse from behind as he stands with one leg raised like a puppy.

Whoa, that’s a good example.

Chop chop chop chop.

I’m afraid I’ll hear the balls pounding in my pussy, so I fuck my cock fast, only half way.

“!!!”

Marianne suddenly brings her legs together and thumps her ass.
It must feel like lightning flashes in her head.
But if you put her legs together, they’ll feel tighter and tighter?

Tzuzuzuzugeut… !

I quickly go back and forth halfway through, stop halfway through and slowly push it all the way in.

“!!!
… !!!!”

Then move the cock up and down from the tip, rubbing it against the vaginal wall.

After repeating this several times, Marianne’s legs trembled.
I feel it so much that I see her legs loosen up?

Chuck.

Like Bill and her Jesse, I lift Marianne’s left leg up.
A saintess who revealed her own private parts, like a puppy marking her territory.
Her apricot-colored panties are hanging from her left ankle in my hand.

Fufufu, I turned the saint of the sun into a woman.
And I trained a lot!
It makes your body and mind more and more erotic!

Marianne was startled and covered her bottom with her hand, which had been covering her mouth.

“~~~~!!!!”

Bewildered eyes.
Regardless, I move my waist again.

Quickly quickly.
Weak, weak, weak, weak, weak, weak, weak, weak.

“!!!!!!!”

Marianne again covers her mouth with one of her hands and shakes her head.
I think I’ll go now too.
I have to raise the number of wins.
Moving her hips restlessly, she stretches her saliva-soaked fingers to Marianne’s wide-spread crotch.

Steamed.

Her erogenous zone with her head up as stiff as a grain of rice.
Just lightly touch it.
Since her waist is shaking as she moves back and forth, it naturally brushes against my hand.

Squeak.

“!!!!!”

Now Marianne frantically shakes her head.
I also shuttled and rubbed my cock in an irregular rhythm.
It gets faster.

Aww… !

Squeeze Marianne’s ass once to give her a cue.
I guess you noticed.
Her warm ass squeezes tight, and her narrow, hot inside squeezes out my semen.

“!!!”

“~~~!!!”

Barely holding back her pleasure, I pull out her cock, grab Marianne’s head, and slide it into her mouth.
It seems to have leaked a little at the end from taking it out on the edge.

View brush! Byuret! Out of habit! View!

Pressing the inside of her cheek, he squirts semen.

“… ~~!”

“… ! ~~!!”

Is it because of the tension of not being caught?
Is it because of the freshness of the outdoors provided by the cool breeze?
In the cool night of early spring, the hot body heats up even more.

“Um…”

Marianne is tortured by the spurted semen.
She even spilled a bit on her lips as it continued to come out when she gulpted it down.
Marianne biting her cock without focus with her blank eyes.
She is quite different from the way she used to touch her balls and neatly clean up the remaining semen in her urethra.
She was drunk, hot, and shivering with pleasure, so that she was completely out of her mind.
Pretty.

She peeks inside the tent and sees that Bill and Jessie are also frantically engaged in a second battle.

“…”

“…”

Neither I nor Marianne can ever be satisfied with just one.
Marianne moves her head with her blank eyes.
And she raises her eyes and stares at me.
Two hands clasped together.
Her breasts gathered over the dress between her arms.
Burning eyes.
My cock standing tall and immortal.

Tup.

I hug her Marianne again and lift her up.
And, just like Bill and Jesse did, she lifts Marianne up in her arms.
Given her height and volume, she weighs quite a bit.

But it’s okay.
I trained for two hundred years for this day.

Good.

When I lift it up, Marianne actively hugs my neck and wraps her legs around my waist.
I hold Marianne tightly around her waist and brace her hips.
And move her waist up and down her.

Squeak squeak squeak.

“!!!!”

Marianne presses her body against me.
The shivering of her body can be felt through the dress.

I tuck her Marianne panties into her pocket.
Then, prop up Marianne’s ass and fuck her cock.
Fortunately, the sound of flesh bumping is less because it is driven up and down.

Tsubub tsubu tsubu tsubu tsubu.

Marianne’s insides are crinkling.
Fucking her from behind, lifting her leg up, and lifting her butt while supporting her have different angles, tightness, and feel.
The freshness of her makes me want to taste her even more.
Even if you taste and taste, it’s a body that comes out with a new taste.
Now I want to make this body completely mine.
I want to set it up for my body.
I’ll dye it my color
My only woman who only knows me.
My own virgin.

Back.

Marianne’s thighs squeeze my side.
Her warm relief clung to my cock like it would melt it.
Her hot breath blows as if it would melt my ears.

“Good…”

“… !”

Her sighs whispered in my ear.
The saintess’s sigh, wet and sticky with her pleasure.
That coquetry seems to melt my brain.
I’d rather be controlled by her coquetry.

… I am the one who overcame the explosive body of Master.
Calm down!

However, a saintess dressed in plain clothes hot and drunk with a neat light pink dress.
Obscene words coming from an innocent face.
The charm that comes from that gap attracts his instincts as a man.

Like a wild horse by the reins, my overflowing libido is drawn to her charm.

Tsubub tsubu tsubu tsubu tsubu.

I can’t stand it any longer.
Give her a cue by squeezing her butt once more.

Nodding!!

Marianne also nodded her head as she hugged me.
Its appearance is like a sika deer, and it is insanely lovely.

I rolled up the hem of her dress and barely got my cock out of her.
And excretes semen into the air.

View. View. View.

My semen is sprayed over the tent and over the blades of grass.
Ah…
I feel like my head is burning.
And suddenly my head goes blank.
If this was on the bed, he would have hugged Marianne and stretched out.
This uplift.
I love it.

“Whoa… Whoa…”

“Ha… Ha…”

She buries her face on my shoulder and breathes heavily.
I buried my face in Marianne’s hair and let out a hot breath.

Hug like that for a while and enjoy the cool spring night.

Squeak.

Marianne comes down from me.
And again, a soundproofing film like soap bubbles wrapped around us.

“Whoa…”

Marianne staggered and hugged me.
She buried her face in my neck.
I also hugged her.

“… Wasn’t it heavy?”

“At all.”

“… Lie.”

“Really. It was like cotton candy.”

“Phi. Don’t say anything you don’t like.”

Marianne quietly patted my chest.

A quiet night, filled with only the sound of crickets.

“Camyu-sama… I… “

“Huh.”

“… No.”

“Say it. I will listen.”

“Just. If, what if.”

“Huh. If the?”

“… If I wasn’t a saint, and she was an ordinary farmer’s daughter…
If Kamyu wasn’t a demon…
No, if there hadn’t been a war…
How was it?”

“… Couldn’t we have met?”

“No. She must have met.”

“… What is the meaning of the sun god?”

“Whether it was fate or fate, we would have met.”

“I see.”

“Just… I just feel that way.”

The chirping of crickets.
The sound of Marianne’s heart beating.
The sound of Marianne’s hot breath on my throat.
The sound of my heart beating.

“Camyu-sama… “

Marianne is still holding me and burying her face in my neck.

“Yes, Marie.”

I stroked her hair
She is the one who holds me tighter.

“We just… You can’t leave alone with no one… ?”

Marianne’s whispers flew into my ears.