Chapter 19 – Lumia (7)

“Stop! Stop… ! Let it go! God must have you… !”

The devil didn’t seem to like Rumia’s desperate defiance. As she kept trying to kick me, her black stems came out and tied Rumia’s legs. Unable to resist the tight grip of her tentacles, Lumia’s legs opened wide.

“Eww… ! Ugh… !”

White socks over black shoes. Her knee-length socks were spotless, reflecting her neat personality. I caressed her thighs and teased her knees.

“Bye, a guy like Pervert… ! Trash… !”

Every time I touched her, she cursed and made my cock erect. I kissed her on the knee, showing off her stiff, stiff cock.

The devil asked me

“Oh, don’t you take off your socks and shoes?”

“This is the point.”

The demon nodded her head at that and laughed.

“You are very talented.”

“Yes?”

Hearing her praise brought a sense of pride to her heart. While we giggled, Rumia took another deep breath and cast her spell. The demon laughed and raised her finger, and she touched Rumia’s temple.

“Kyaaaaah!”

Rumia’s legs trembled and she slumped. I pulled up her skirt and saw her shapely thighs against her tight-fitting underpants. Seeing her skirt lifted up without hesitation, Rumia moved her body as if she was somehow trying to stop me, even as her legs trembled.

“That, stop… ! I mean quit! Oh, do you think you’ll give your body to the devil? Kill them all right now! I mean kill!”

She ignored her words and brought her face close to her underpants. Her skinny underpants were held tight, revealing the thick outline of her cunt. I put my fingers on her mound and blew lightly on her.

“After… !”

“Huh… ! Black… !”

Are you surprised by the unfamiliar sensation? Rumia tried to close her gaping thighs and turned her head to and fro, gritted teeth. As I breathed in her once more, she raised her chin in disgust.

“Ah… ! Hey, you’re doing something weird… !”

“Are you a virgin?”

“Everyone, shut up…! Ah… !”

When she didn’t answer, she ran her finger through the crack this time. Every time I ran my finger over the crack, she shook like she was electrocuted, making a strange noise.

“Ah… ! Ah… ! Stop… !”

Fondling a crack over your clothes was one of the most exciting things about sex. Rather than directly facing the secret secret of an unfamiliar woman. People’s hearts were moved by the shy figure rubbing his legs as the white cloth turned gray.

Is there anything different about being a devil? The hills that my fingers had brushed over and over turned a dark gray, sweat dripping from my outstretched legs. I kissed her on her thigh and pulled her underpants down.

“That, stop…”

The smooth cracks that had been shaved cleanly and no hair was visible were looking at me like a woman with pursed lips. The tightly closed crack was dripping water little by little like a spring, and Lumia turned her head while gritting her teeth.

Even her earlobes were stained red, and her face was full of shame. I stuck out my tongue and ran my way up from her thighs to her petals.

“Huh…! Ah… !”

Rumia was turning her head around and rejecting the pleasure I was giving her. The demon looked at Rumia’s rapport with interest, exhaling her excited breath.

“Ah… ! Hehe… ! Whew… !”

She wasn’t used to pleasure. I slipped my tongue through her cracks, pushed and loosened her tight vaginal walls, and lightly rubbed her tight clitoris.

“Ah… ! Ah… ! Ah… !”

“Have you ever masturbated?”

“All… Bad…! Joy… !”

She tried to resist me. But within this coercive relationship, her clumsy resistance, like hers, served as seasoning for her. Because her body was stiff, and in the end, there was nothing to squeeze out of a woman who didn’t know how to enjoy sex properly, except tears and shame.

“Oops… ! Whew… !”

She tried to hold back her soaring moans once again. I pushed her tongue deep into her and then licked it softly like a kiss. Every time my tongue twitched, she tried to endure the foreign body sensation and chilling pleasure that spread throughout her body.

I covered her crack with my lips, sucked lightly on her clitoris, and continued to stimulate.

“Eww… ! Hehe… ! Ah… !”

He inserted her finger into the slightly loosened spot and continued to suck on the clitoris, gently rubbing it up and down. If you find her weakness by stimulating her several times with moderate intensity that is not too strong,

“Ahhhhh… ! Ah… ! Aww… !”

There was obviously a place where they reacted violently while bouncing their backs like now. A place where exceptionally a lot of water comes out and the size of the voice changes.

“Ha… ! Ahhh… ! That stop… ! Um, stop… ! Ah… ! This is weird… !”

Only her voice echoed in the silence. I turned my head to the second floor and saw Elena and Isabel staring at me with glowing faces.

“Ah… ! Ahhh… ! Ugh… ! Ah, well, something… ! Hehe… ! Stop that… ! Devil… ! Me, me… A strange curse… ! Ah… ! Ah… ! This, this… !”

Isabel and Elena were twitching her shoulders and swallowing her saliva as she let out her groans and the gooey water splashed between her legs. My personal ambition is that I want to call two people right now and make a rice cake with four people.

But the devil was shaking his head. She seemed to know what I was thinking just by looking at her eyes. Rumia was bouncing on her back, spreading her legs wide. She somehow tried to pull her legs together, and her tentacles, which had been pulled tight, loosened.

Lifting her ass up, she rubbed my fingers against the crack herself. That wasn’t what she meant. It was an unconscious and natural movement. Her instinct as a female, seeking pleasure, continued to lead her body in an obscene direction.

“This is… ! Oh no… ! Ah… ! Something… ! Head… ! Ugh… ! Ah… !”

“You should be comfortable. Huh?”

The demon was whispering in Rumia’s ear. Rumia shook her head and tried to deny her pleasure.

She lifted her back again and again, and her moans grew louder and louder as her water trickled down and sprang from her mouth.

“Ah… ! Ah… ! Extreme… !ぅ… !”

He lifted her chin, slightly opening her eyes. Her arched waist prevented her from seeing her expression. But it was clear that her mouth was open, that she was drooling, and that her hair was disheveled on the floor.

“No… ! No… ! Ah… ! Ah… !”

Twisting her limbs to and fro, denying her pleasure, she finally stretched out her whole body with her bestial howl.

“Aaaaa!”

Her tentacles that bound her and her outstretched limbs trembled as if they had been electrocuted, and her gaze lost focus and she lost her way for a moment. Her body, limp on the floor, couldn’t resist the slightest bit, as if it wouldn’t stop me from doing anything.

“Ha… ! Ha… ! Poetry, my God… ! This, to the lamb… ! Salvation… !”

But Rumia’s mind was still intact. She narrowed her shoulders as if trying to put her hands together and uttered her prayers. It is to reflect on her own actions and ask her God to save her.

But just as it is not manners to talk dirty at mealtime, it is also not manners to talk about God in front of the devil. I was obliged to educate her, who still hadn’t realized what was polite in her in this position.

Who is the owner, who is the strongest in this position.

Who should I serve in the future?

“Now, wait… Stop… !”

I pressed and squeezed her cock in front of her vaginal opening. Rumia struggled with her bewildered face and she tried to get out somehow. But her tentacles were pulled tight, her legs apart, and her arms unable to be pulled down.

“That, stop… ! No… ! I hate it… ! To the devil… I don’t want to give you the first… !”

Rumia started to cry. Despair and sadness were revealed for the first time on her face, which seemed unlikely to collapse. Twisted lips and weeping tears. I licked the tears that rolled down my cheeks once more, and I smiled.

“Please… ! Please stop… !”

“You shouldn’t have let us live quietly.”

“No… ! Stop… !”

I put my weight on her and slowly pierced her center.

“No… ! Please… No… ! No… ! Stop… ! Ah… Ugh, ugh… !”

Every time I pushed her body, she shook her head and expressed her disapproval. It was worth watching her expression change as the crack opened and my penis moved towards the core.

When I pushed it all the way, Rumia let out a moan close to her sigh and wept. Her vaginal walls pressed against me, and drops of blood leaked out through the gaping cracks.

“Eww… Wow…! Ugh… !”

“Don’t cry. It’s a good day.”

Red.

A drop of her virgin blood ran down the pulsating cock.