Chapter 330 – Feeding the White Pigs
Growling, the stomach signals that you need calories, and at the same time, your body signals that you are starving.
In my heart, I just grabbed my stomach and said, ‘Something to eat…’ It’s not bad to imitate a zombie-like stagger.
If Ur was found out by her sister that she did such a thing after eating the breakfast she prepared with all her heart, she would probably think, ‘Myself too? Me too, but mainly the uterus!
Growl-!
While I was thinking useless thoughts for a while, the alarm from my belly button ringed in my ears again.
“Eh, uh, uh, uh… !!”
Moreover, as I walked a few more steps from there, this time I heard someone’s voice that I hadn’t heard when I first opened the door and came in.
Someone’s voice, swallowing salivatingly while uttering a voice that sounded like it was going to explode, flowed into my ears and tickled my eardrums as if to confirm it.
“Oh, sorry, I was late because I had something to do.”
“Doc… Hit it, Churup… Ha… If there’s time to talk, I’ll give that cock to me right now… Big… !”
And sure enough
At the far end of the hallway, right next to the pig shed that accommodates gilts and sows not yet in heat, the silver-haired paladin Christia, locked in a stall, looked at me and hugged her hungry stomach.
“Only 10 minutes? 20 minutes? It’s that late, why are you staring at me like you’re going to die?”
“Ha… I have no reason to tell you, no, no… !!”
I wanted to laugh at the subject who couldn’t take his eyes off my dick that was just a chrysalis while he was talking, but I wanted to laugh at him like this, but no matter what reason he gave
It is an undeniable fact that I missed the time to feed my livestock.
As if feeling sorry for Christia, I drew the parameters of her cock, which I had reduced earlier, in the opposite direction to her earlier.
The cock in the screen window, where all the figures, from pole to pole, like 3D modeling, including thickness, length, and amount of semen, began to swell as if the chrysalis was a balloon blown in by a pump.
“What?!”
“Oh, it seems like you got bigger today because you saw the obscenely well-cooked pig? Is not it?”
And Towoong, is he overwhelmed by the phenomenon of a pupa becoming a log in front of his eyes? It is unreasonable to see it as a normal male erection.
Even though she is openly calling herself obscene even at this moment, Christia is constantly gurgling the saliva in her mouth over her throat as if expressing her desire to taste it.
She was slapping like her dog, her own tender, red flesh ungainly sticking out.
“That, yes… It’s more appetizing than usual, chewy, big, even uglier, ugly, and dirty. Me, the semen squeezed out of that big cock… ?!”
“Why? Would you like to die just thinking about it?”
“Who did that! I, I am disgusted with your viciousness of thrusting such a vicious cock at the saintess! So Churup… ! I ate every single drop of semen in that mouthwatering cock, so that the saintess wouldn’t even get an erection! Would!”
As if she couldn’t stand it any longer, Christia, as befits a sow in a stall, propped on the floor on all fours and quietly turned her eyes in this direction.
She was Christia, who looked at me with her knees on the floor as always, but she looked especially rich today, her hips, her slim waist, and most of all, her resting posture toward me, as if she couldn’t stand this either. Even the pussy that sucks without it.
Whoever saw it, she was a sow asking her to feed her semen or urine, whatever she liked.
“You mean the master was so sick? Hey look at me, I can’t keep my mouth shut. Flood, flood”
“Who made me so chubby and lewd, and said that, haaa… Are you doing… ! Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and feed your dirty desires to my pussy. !”
After her words, Christia approached the feeder placed in her stall as if it were natural, and waited for me with her head sticking out.
“Ha… This, this smell… This nasty smell that makes you salivate and drives your pussy crazy just by smelling it… ! Joe, come more, come sooner… !”
“Uh huh, how dare you tell the master”
“Oh… ?!”
Even though I hadn’t arrived yet, Cristia, who had been fanning her nose like crazy and spitting up and down at the same time, suddenly stopped at my footsteps, and her face flicked her tongue. Stiffened
“Where is the sow, go to the owner? Uh, are you pissed off?”
“Swine… Are you trying to annoy me like that again… Those who tried are useless. But, do you think Christia doesn’t know your ulterior motives… !”
Now the firearms are somewhat blurry, and (?) Christia staring at me into the hazy gold of her lustful budding.
However, as I subtly adjusted the parameters of her cock again, the stall in which Christia was confined began to rattle.
“No, no! It’s because I want to have it! I’ll apologize for being pretty! I’ll apologize so please, please feed me your cum! I will serve you as a mouthpiece, so please don’t go back!”
“… It’s a little embarrassing that it’s not an honorific, but well, it’s okay. You gave me a lot of concessions, so I have to accept them too, right?”
“… “
They’re playing, Christia’s expression seemed to say just that.
I thought about taking a turn here again, but unlike other females, the only food I had was my semen and urine, and even that, I had no choice but to taste my semen and cock in an extremely limited time.
-Ac, it’s petty, so don’t eat it!
Just like me who rebelled against her mother who teased me at her dinner table in her adolescence, Christia was also sure that instead of her gratitude towards me, only her irritation would appear, so I still looked at me as if I was going to die with a tantrum. Told ah
“How about a thank you note?”
“Ah, thank you, thank you… I’ll repay you for my favor with this mouthpiece… Yo, forgive me… “
Happy
“So, don’t you think I’ll have the taste of raising our cute pig?”
“It’s great… Rain, mean bastard… Even if it wasn’t just us… !”
What if it wasn’t just us? Do you want to kill me or do you want to indulge my cock to your heart’s content?
Feeling his mouth watering at the female pheromone that stimulates the man’s fertility desire, he walked away, shaking his cock gracefully like a cat or dog belonging to a wealthy family.
Of course, the more this happened, the stronger Christia’s contemptuous gaze was, but I also met Eleonora every night, and the body that was suitable for the wall
It would not be an exaggeration to say that my shame as a human being was minimized and my shamelessness had grown to a post-human level.
“Clap… !”
At first, contempt, then halfway to anticipation, and finally, when she came right up to her, she forgot what to say and started sniffing frantically, pushing her nose into my cock as if possessed by something in her.
“Haaa… This is it. This is the smell… The ugly smell that made me like this, the smell of dirty dick and semen that the saintess should never let her get close to… It’s the first time I’ve smelled it, but haaa… How could you say that this smell is filthy and stimulates the salivary glands… ♥”
Still, it’s because he poked Violet’s butthole (?) It’s not cheap, but I wiped it clean just in case, but the smell still lingers.
Christia blushed in rapture, sometimes shaking her head gently as if she were a sommelier, sometimes sniffing at her frantically like a mutt in horns.
Cristia lifted her head up for a long time and she said whoaaaaa, letting out the deepest sigh she had ever endured.
“Geuheung eugheu… Ha… Ha… Her nostrils are filled with the smell of cocks, but I can’t stand it. Even though the whole area is pig excrement, even that is easily pierced by the lustful smell that violates my sense of smell… !”
She crouched down like a dog with her ass pressed to the ground, one hand poking at her own cunt while the other held her ring around her own nipple. Cristiano Pulling Away.
“Write it, ha ha… Cock, comforting her pussy while smelling cock, pulling her breasts on my own, doing this dirty masturbation and comforting myself. !!”
Even though she is clearly aware of what she is doing and what she is doing, is it just her acting that continues these lewd acts?
To get her attention on me, she seduces me like she said she won’t even glance at Violet?
However, Christia, who had been flicking her tongue as if to clear my doubts, looked up at me with difficulty and said,
“Ah, ah… Go, go… Go away… As she pricks herself… And that too, with the delicious-looking cock in front of her eyes and the appetizing smell, she left half of it… Shi, even though she hates it, it’s because her body wants to open her own pussy in front of this ugly man. ♥”
Eunggiyiit-!
Shoot aaaaa!
As Christia removed her hands from her own cunt, a streak of bright yellow urine began to spurt from the back of her ass, as Christia again got down on all fours like a pig.
“It’s really naughty”
“Ha… Ha… Everyone, shut up ah… !”
Christia looked up at me with her hazy eyes and began sticking her tongue out at her cock.