Chapter 89 Sweaty live seed press copulation with thugs

Rukiru's evil coc. Which reminds me of a sharp knif. Touches her 　hairless (paipan) princess pussy just after her squirting orgasm.

“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha……….. Stop… Stop……….. Please… Stop……….. Please… Please……….. O. My Go. Please!

The most important thing to keep in mind is that you need to be able to get the most out of your body. The actual “I'm not a fan of the way you do i. But I'm not a fan of the way you do i. And I'm not a fan of the way you do it.

To avoid getting burne. Or to protect the vital part (pussy) from the deadly weapo. The slippery feminine love juice is secreted sloppily and unceasingly.

The killer's cock was now smoothly inserted into the princess's pussy. The killer's cock would be inserted smoothly into the princess's secret place (pussy).

I've had dozens of people beg me for their lives like tha. But I've never listened to them~……!　Heh heh he. It's been a long time since I've had a woman……!　I'm going to enjoy your raw puss. Girl!

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Ow! O. My God!

Gyujyu♥ Nuburyu♥ Gyujyu Nururyuuuuu～～～～～～～♥♥♥♥♥

'Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. ♥♥♥♥♥'

The shock and pleasure was so great that for a moment I couldn't determine that it was a male organ that had been inserted.

I felt that the 　vagin. The most delicate part for a woma. Would be burned – but it was Machina's reason that was actually being burned.

The most important thing to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and how to do it.

What was left behind was an overwhelmingly good feeling that could not be compared to the training and caresses from the Deputy Jailer (Seraphy) and the Jailer (Gardov).

The meat rod invades through the plump vaginal mea. And the back muscles of her pussy tighten up as she arches her back. The only thing you can feel is the sensation of Rukil's erect cock and the obscene stimulation that his hot cock is giving you.

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh.”

I said I'm gonna kill you……!　I'm gonna make you cum just by putting my dick in you. I'm gonna shake your hips until your brain is stupid……!”

The threat to kill again sends a chill down Makina's spine. At the same tim. Her lewd crests glow with anticipatio. And her womb happily lights up.

The beast of prey (Rukiru) seems to still have plenty of time to spar. Even though he climaxed to the point of squirming and squirting just by inserting himself into her. The real lusty mating (sex) starts from here.

Makina herself knows that. Howeve. When she once again recognized the confirmed futur. A strong sense of crisis surged through her.

“Wai. Wai. Wai. Wai. I'm comin. I'm comin. I'm still comin. I'm still comin. I'm still comin. Let me take a break……! I'm still coming.

“Oh?”

'Are you incapable of learning?' Immediately after Rukiru's expression came to his face.

The murderer's pupils widened and the corners of his mouth hung up in a frightening expressio. And he turned his hips backwards like a drawn bow – again with a vigorou. “Dooooo. Slamming his erect cock into the very back of her wet pussy with all his might.

“H. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh.”

I'm not going to say anything. Shut up and follow the male dic. You sex processing (masturbation) cunt!

Such an obscene sound echoing in the narrow prison cell of the Arca Trust basement was the tone of a deadly stabbing (piston) that would kill the dignity of the princess (Machina) and reduce her to a single sow.

“Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhhhh.”

Makina is fucked in the normal position on a simple bed for prisoner. And she continues to make high-pitched screams of despair (ahee-tee).

The long pole reaches to the deepest part of the princess's noble pussy. The neck of the cock is gouging the folds of the vagina. The long penis which became too hot and stiff and can be called a meat spear.

She is stirred up by such a fine thin. And even her brain is shaken up at the same time.

The only thing emanating from her prodigal brain is a charming voice that is not even a word.

“O. My Go. I love it!　I've never had such a good pussy!　Is this what happens to all of us when we have the same pattern?　Or maybe you're just a special kind of dirty!Haha!

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh.”

There is no room at all to answer Lukir's questions and inquiries.

The actual “I'm not a fan of the way you do i. But I'm not a fan of the way you do i. And I'm not a fan of the way you do i. But I'm not a fan of the way you do it.

The 　crest (Gerwes) shining in the center of his forehead. The crest and the crest on his abdomen reacte. Resonated and interacted with each othe. And an immense amount of pleasure beyond normal assaulted both Rukiru and Makina.

The evidence of this was Makina's glistening skin and the flood of her pussy juices from her cunt. She was writhing in humiliatio. But her hole was clamping down on hi. Trying not to let his cock escape.

'Heh he. It's just like we were meant to meet!　I'm going to fuck you every day and use you until you break!”

“Ohhhhh.”

Rukil slammed his lower body into Makina's waist with ferocious forc. And every time he did s. Makina's body was splattered with large drops of sweat.

The big tits werebouncing and swaying with a heavy sensatio. And both of the cherry-red prongs had become erect.

The bed is made of coarse material and creaks with a weak sound similar to a screa. But Rukiru still does not care and continues to push his evil cock in at a furious speed with a serious piston as he desires.

Makina's vision finally blurred as she was bombarded by the killer's intense sexual desire. The only reason she was worried about herself was that she might actually die from the sweaty sex and excessive pleasur. And even if she miraculously survive. She might become a cripple.

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh.”

It makes me want to beg for my lif. Even when I know it's futil. To stop moving my hip. Even if it's only for a second. Or slow down more.

But – with his broken voic. He can't properly beg for his life or ask for help. In the dungeon surrounded by thick wall. Neither his voice nor his thoughts reach Tetteh.

There's nothing more 　Makina can do but throw her arms out over her hea. Her legs spread in an M-shap. And her big thigh. Big as. And bi. Eye-catching tits shaking as she comes.

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh.”

Even if you want to put just a little bit of effort into i. Your arms and legs will not listen to you as if it were not your own bod. Only your vagina will “Muuuuu” And forcefully.

It was too trivial and feeble a resistance to the meat stic. And instead only ended up making her cunt tighter and pleasuring Lukir.

“Hee hee hee!　You say you don't like i. But your dirty little cunt seems to think my cock is maste. Doesn't it?　You're a bitch to flirt with a murdere. You know that?

“O. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. No.”

Just as I was about to deny i. Rukiru grabbed my big tits with her big hands and pinched my nipple. Which were now as hard as my erect cock.

Then the protests turn into a sweet charming voice of asshattery.

（N. N. N. N. I don't want to do thi. I want to get ou. I want to get ou. I want to get out of her. I don't want to feel good anymore.)

As a princess of the Kingdom of Grande. As an adventurer who makes her living helping other. And before tha. As a good human being. I have no respect for those who commit grave crimes in accordance with their own desires.

Despite the fact that. The abominable whore's crest is rutted indiscriminately even if it is a criminal partne. And the frustrated pussy which has not been for a long time accepts even a murderer's cock – rathe. Because it is the unrelenting sexual desire of the partner whom the limiter was removed – happily and tightens it and serves sexually (douchey). It accepts and tightens i. And it serves sexually (dirty).

The two of them are not only the two of 　the. But also the two of them are the two of the. And they are the two of the. And they are the two of them.

“How's it goin. Ora?　I'm going to give you a big cock fuck. If you can say it honestl. I'll give you a hard fucking seed piston……!”

“Gghhhhh……..♥♥♥”

A moment's hesitation. Reason collapse. But the soul refuses.

But the moment the 　re. Flaccid glans of my cock pressed against my cervi. I was so excited.

Unconsciousl.Makina almost jumped the line–

“Not……”

Huh?

“…… It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the bes. It's not the best. No matter how much he pokes m. I won't fall in love with you. Aaahh!

The option of 'refusal. Squeezed out of my soul.

The answer was a response that barely maintained its willpower and pride – but the way it was delivered with a prodigal female face staring at yo. Vaginally clamped and yoga-obsesse. No matter how anyone looked at it or heard it or thought about i. It could only be taken as a 'onee-deri'.

It could be called the technique of “Luring masochist. Which is to be strong on purpose for the sake of wanting coc. And to fuel the male's sexual desire with a provocative smile.

Haha!!!　Then I'll fuck you as many times as I can so you'll love my dick!　O. O. O. O. O. Oh!”

“Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee…”

From the normal positio. You will be covered even more vulgarl. And become a seed press position.

Gatchiri gripped both of Makina's small shoulders for suppor. While Rukiru got serious and began to pound her hip. Exposing the true nature of the beast.

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh. Wai. I'm dyin. I'm dyin. I'm dyin. I'm dying.”

It was a dangerous gamble to not honestly ask for a stick of flesh against Lukir and throw out a word of refusal. If he offended the murdere. He could have broken his neck and died even if the other party was barehanded.

As it turns ou. It didn't kill me – but I'm still in a state of being almost killed by pleasure.

Rukir. Stripped of his lust for domination and lecher. Sweats all over his bod. And his trained muscles are fully engaged in slamming his erect cock into me shielded and unshielded.

Pressed by the strong man's bod. Makina's plump marshmallow body is obscenely crushed and distorted.

How's that? I'm not going to let you get away with this.　You're a cocky little bitch!

And then a thick deep kiss in a situation where you can't escape being seed-pressed.

The lon. Thick tongue is twisted into her mout. And unable to resis. Makina stretches out her own soft tongue.

Tongues and tongues intertwine obscenely slim. Saliva spills from the edges of their mouths as they repeat their vile tongue kisses hungrily.

“Nnnnggggghhhhh…”

The pleasure flows in with the saliv. As if the kiss alone would cause her to climax. It is a typical phenomenon when a lewd crest holder makes contact.

On top of tha. She was now being seed-pressed and roughly extracted with a meat stick. The sweaty kissing and humping had made the lewd crests glow the brightest they ever ha. And the crest on Rukil's forehead was also suspiciously luminescent.

While being surrounded by such ligh. Makina's vision is truly tinged with pink. She can no longer see anything. I can't think about anything.

Only to have her limbs violated by the man in front of he. Her tongue tips touching each other as she felt the taste of the male spreading inside her mout. And her maiden's secret place being stirred by the killer cock. That was all I was clearly aware of.

I'm going to cum again… I'm going to cum again… I'm going to cum again… I'm going to cum again… I'm going to cum again… I'm going to cum again… I'm going to cum again… I'm going to cum again… I'm going to cum again…

I'll make you a stupid bitch who can't think about anything but her dick. I'll make you a stupid bitch who can only think about cock……!”

There are no metaphors or exaggerations in Rukil's words. He is not interested in life or death once he has done his job of driving his opponents mad with pleasure.

It's a very unusual thought process. But in the first plac. Unless you are falsely accuse. No one with a sane judgment would set foot in this prison.

The persona is not defined and Gerwes is on his forehea. Lukyr repeats the piston like an anima. Using his hips without a shred of hesitatio. Mercy or concern for Makina.

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh.”

And Rukiru and Makina's first meeting seed press mating is heading towards the climax.

The lewd crests were resonating and she was climaxing with just one piston – if a large amount of semen was poured into the depths of her womb. Makina guessed that it would really be the end of the world.

Even s. The current Makina has neither the strength to escape nor the reason to refuse. All she can do is surrender herself to Rukiru's wil. To the flow of things.

When the long meat stick is pushed i. It rubs the cervi. And when she pulls her hips bac. The sharp neck of her cock scratches the folds of her flesh.

“Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhh. Ohhhhh…”

“Come o. I'm gonna cu. You stupid cunt……!　I'm gonna cum in your head!”

He has a bizarre smile on his fac. But Lukir also feels strong pleasur. Just like Makina.

The pistons are getting faster and faste. The tongues of the deep kisses are getting more and more intens. And the meat hook is twitching and tingling inside her vagina as if to tell her that she is about to climax.

But as for Makin. She couldn't accept vaginal ejaculation. In the academ. The suspicion that 'you might get new magic through pregnancy. And in the first plac. There is no way that a murderer's seed would be poured into the vagina of the princess.

Just the situation of being in prison while being a Grandel royalty is not enough to make me face my ancestors.

Furthermore – I've had sexual intercourse with men I've never met before in my travels – but I've never had intercourse with someone who had a hand in murde. So it was even better.

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh.”

Howeve. Lukir has no knowledge of such circumstances or feelings of Makina.

The most important thing is that Makina herself had put both of her free legs around Rukil's waist and held him close in the form of a big hold.

“O. My Go. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so ho. I'm so hot…”

And the. With the passion of a new wife working on her baby-making mate with her beloved husban. She presses her own sof. Lush little lips against Lukille's mouth and stretches out her pin. Slippery tongue to twirl her saliva around it.

Her figur. Her expressio. Her voic. Everything about her didn't make me think she was a princess or an adventurer. She was the very essence of a female in hea. Flirting with males and lusting for their offspring. She had turned into a vil. Dirty bitch that Tet would not have been able to identify as Machina for a moment.

And then–

“Ooooohhh. Let's get it out……..!”

“Nnooooo….”

“O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. O. Oh.”

She squirts and cum while bending over and gulping hot cum into her womb.

As for Luki. He hadn't been able to hold a woman for a long time since he was put in a large prison cel. And he hadn't had a vaginal ejaculation in a long time since he was put in a punishment cell and hadn't been able to handle his sexual desires.

And when it was a beautiful blonde big tits pussy called Makin. I ejaculated all the cum and sexual desire that had built up with the momentum and quantity of cum that slammed into my womb.

“Nnnnghhhhh……♥”

Makin. Who was breathing heavily and basking in the afterglo. Looked at 'him' as the glowing crest on Rukiru's forehead lost its light and became a calm expression on his face like a different person.

Immediately afterward. She too became unconscious – and Makina's vision was assimilated into the darkness of the great prison.