Chapter 27: Her Taste
Christo, who had managed to get Patricia to agree by mixing truth and lies, pointed to the chains attached to the walls and ceilings of the ruins and said.
"When you have finished drinking the elixir, take off the hard metal of your military boots. After that, bind your limbs with these chains. At the end of the chains are shackles, as you can see. The shackles can be opened and closed like this.
The red-haired girl, who had taken the elixir and was rinsing her mouth out with water, gave him a quizzical look.
"Why would I put on some shackles?"
"When I'm fucking you, you might strangle me when I'm defenseless, you know?"
"You really are a cowardly man."
"You should say I'm a prudent man. Don't take off all your clothes, just the metals that might get in the way. If you catch a cold, you won't be able to go through with your reincarnation."
Patricia silently removes the metal from her gauntlet and boots.
When she removed the metal from the breastplate, a leather breastplate emerged from underneath.
Underneath the breastplate was a shirt, the fabric stretched out by her large breasts. The entire front side of her chest was covered with leather, so that the flesh of her breasts, which had nowhere else to go, was sticking out whimsically from the sides. When she took off her black hair band and untied the ribbon that bound her hair, her ample and obscene breasts were thrust forward and swayed clearly. She had recently had modest breasts, so she was indeed taken aback by the sight of her big breasts boldly moving with the leather breastplate.
"Nh..."
Her red hair is released without hesitation.
Her hair was slightly soiled with grease and mud, and her armor had been half-removed.
The black waist armor covers about half of her thighs, and the fabric underneath is removed, so it looks as if she is wearing a short skirt.
The black boots, which reach above the knees, accentuate the fresh skin color that can be seen between the boots.
Patricia, who now looks like a defeated knight in captivity, grabs the chain Christo shows her and narrowed her eyes.
“The chains are new. The fittings on the ceiling and walls also show signs of having been recently installed."
"I have prepared these chains to tie you up."
"Pierre", he added in his mind.
He paid Christo eight thousand gold coins for the time being.
The details of the reward would be discussed later, after waiting for an official announcement from the kingdom, but he said he wanted to give Christo what he wanted as much as possible.
The money, the confidential information held by the newspaper firm―― the movements of the Hero family and the Royal Family―― and other necessary items.
It was on his advice that he found this ruin where he trains Patricia.
Christo is satisfied with Pierre's work.
He doesn't interfere with him until he's done, and he seems like a man with whom he can have a long relationship as a business partner.
But until Patricia is corrupted, they will go with the setting that the white knight and Christo are enemies, so they don't want Patricia to realize it.
"Well, all right."
“The fluid needed to turn you into the same race as me will be secreted when I become aroused. It works in a similar way to how vampires and dragons mutate from humanoid to monstrous. The components of the blood, for example, mutate. I will make your body absorb the mutating semen.”
"Do you get aroused when you see a woman in chains?"
“I don't get excited about women who can't do anything. And I can fuck you one way or another safely."
"You are not only petty, you are also a lowlife."
Patricia showed a mocking smile that was unimaginable from her usual self.
Her eyes were filled with contempt.
"Here, I put on the shackle. Now you can touch me without worry."
"I'll put the shackles on your left hand...."
"Go ahead. Get on with it."
"There's nothing emotional about this."
"I am only embraced by you in order to become a demon. I have no intention of seducing you by flirting with you. If your male functionality is perfect, then looking at my body will excite you, won't it? I have seen many soldiers raping women on the battlefield. They had a great erection even if the woman didn't seduce them. If you are inferior to those men, I would be happy to treat you with contempt for your disgusting cock, wouldn't you?"
"Okay, okay. I'm proud of myself as a man. I'll do the rest. I'll use your body to get you sexually excited."
"Anything is fine, so hurry up."
Christo nodded and decided to start by observing the red-haired girl in chains.
"Fumu……"
Patricia weaves her hair together with a hair band and ribbon when she fights, but when she unties it, it is quite long. Her red hair, stained with mud and grease, reached her back. The ends of her hair, which were rolled vertically at the academy and other places, are now gently wavy.
Her upper body consisted of only white innerwear and a leather breastplate, and her white shoulders were exposed through the innerwear. They are firm shoulders that do not give the impression of being frail, due to the fact that she has been working out. However, she also had plenty of fat as a woman, which seemed to be soft to the touch.
Her hair, thick and hardened in places with grease and oil, was draped over her bare shoulders like a winter coat. The atmosphere of a defeated woman knight had been wafting from the moment she undid her hair, but seeing her restrained like this, she seemed more and more like a woman knight on the verge of being violated in prison, and that excited Christo.
Underneath the leather breastplate area, there was a waistband that could be seen even through the innerwear.
There was an open space between the white innerwear and the waist armor that looked like a skirt, exposing her navel and the area around the border between her waist and buttocks. Her arms are chained. Faint vertical lines are floating on her abdominal muscles, revealing well-trained muscles hidden beneath the fatty flesh.
The fatty flesh of her abdomen and hips is pressed into the belt of her waist armor and bulges out, perhaps because it is being pushed out by the muscles underneath. She seems to be very healthy to continue fighting in the [Frozen Plains]. She may have her own frame, but her body as a whole is a mass of sex appeal, with parts that show and parts that don't. Her buttocks are voluminous, as are her hips. The volume of her buttocks is also unimaginable from her Academy uniform and ceremonial dress. It's the kind of ass that's fit to give birth to a child.
He approached her from behind.
He thought Melvina was quite frightened, cowered, and overreacted when Christo touched her for the first time, but Patricia is calm. She did not move at all when approached from behind, but simply stared blankly ahead.
Christo put a tuft of her greasy red hair in the palm of his hand and rubbed his nose against it to smell it.
The smell of a young woman's sebum.
It was supposed to be a smell that was repulsive to the nose, but to the opposite sex, it was a sweet, seductive smell.
He crawled his tongue over the surface of the hair and tasted it, but there was no particular taste.
He sniffs the hair, starting from the ends, and gradually moves his face to the bare shoulders and then to the armpits, which are spread out because she is chained.
Her armpits smell like the fruit of a plant called "plum" that he had seen in a shopping street in the royal capital. Christo could sense that the smell was similar to that of jasmine.
"......"
Licking her armpit, Patricia distorted her eyes in genuine disgust.
It has a strong salty taste.
And on the tip of his tongue, he could feel the hairs of her unshaven armpits.
The smell of the hair was also abundant, and his body and soul felt as if Patricia was holding him close.
"I feel sick."
As he licked and sucked her armpits, Patricia's green eyes became cold as if they were looking at garbage.
"Nhh... you haven't been with a woman for a long time?"
"Yeah, I haven't had sex in about ten years. It's been a long time since I've had such a good one."
"I'm sure you haven't had any experience in the first place. The way you touch me is very uncomfortable, and it looks like you have never touched a woman properly."
"Yeah, to tell you the truth, I'm a virgin."
"The Night Empire doesn't even have a brothel, huh."
"Yeah."
He nodded appropriately and took his face away from her armpit.
He licked it with his tongue before he let go, but she just shook her shoulders and didn't show any further reaction.
Again, he is facing her backside.
Then he finally touched her shoulder.
He could feel the slickness of grease on her shoulder.
With the palm of his hand, Christo slowly rubbed from her shoulder to her arm and from her arm to her wrist where the shackles were attached. Patricia's shoulders were as soft as a woman's as he expected, but when he applied pressure, he could feel the elasticity of the muscles firmly. The temperature of her skin was about the same as Melvina's and warmer than Gwendolyn's. The amount of hair follicles on the skin was greater than Melvina and Gwendolyn's. It seems to be about average for a mature woman. However, due to her age and her own personality, her body hair was neatly trimmed. When he traced the area around the hump with his finger, he did not feel any body hair, but when he traced the skin behind the hump, he felt the hair. When he moved his fingertip to the armpit, he felt a strong, wet sebum sensation and what seemed to be poorly processed body hair. From the one who had just licked and sucked, there is also the feeling of his own saliva.
He fixates on her shoulders and arms.
He buries his face in her hair and licks and cleanses her body, which has been soiled over the past two days.
He crawls his palms around the warm woman's skin, while he brings the tip of his tongue from her neck to her shoulder muscles and armpits.
The woman's skin is warm and soft.
The strong salty taste and the sweet, rich scent of the woman's sebum remained on his tongue.
"Wai, wait."
"What?"
"Stop it."
He looked up to see Patricia with a puzzled expression on her face.
She had looked nonchalant when he was licking her hair earlier, but she suddenly changed her reaction.
"I'm not doing this for fun. In addition to releasing it into the mouth, vagina, and rectum, you can also mutate by applying the liquid directly to the skin."
"You're applying saliva with mutating liquid."
"Yes. Semen doesn't come out right away. Saliva, though less, helps."
"But."
He doesn't think he's doing anything crazy, so he ignores it and keeps on doing what he's doing.
"Wait! Ah!?"
He sucks on the armpit of the one he is not licking.
He covers the armpit with his whole mouth, and his tongue swirls around. This one also had a strong salty taste and the feel of unshaven armpit hair. He gouged the center of the hollow of the armpit with his tongue. He licked and cleaned the base of her armpit hairs and even her pores with her saliva, overriding all sources of her odor. Her mouth was filled with the taste and smell of Patricia Lou, and it traveled down the back of his throat and out into his nose.
He squeezed his mouth over her armpit and repeated the kiss in detail. When he moved the tip of his tongue from the armpit to the side of her breast, the texture of the skin changed distinctly, returning a feeling that was not elastic and solely fatty.
While licking and cleansing from the armpit to the side breast, he does not stop moving his hands.
He stroked his shoulders to wrap around her arms, rubbing the protruding elbows and the skin of her forearms to enjoy the girl's skin, which was not even slightly shaved. He fantasized about all the old tissue covering her body being scraped away in his palms or his tongue, and a new her being born from underneath.
"Uu... Kuh... You pervert..."
Patricia cursed with a bright red face as he moved his mouth from the side of her breast to her armpit and then to her shoulder muscles, licking and sucking the muscle with his tongue.
Christo chuckles and kisses her neck. Then she contorted her eyes and clenched her teeth in humiliation.
“Such humiliation…! Kuh......"
"Don't get cocky. If I tickle your armpit, will you be able to laugh a little?"
"Stop, you bastard! ”
The red-haired girl clearly expressed her anger.
He stroked her armpit without regard and played with her side softly with his fingertips.
Patricia was furious, but wriggled to escape the tickle. In tandem, her fleshy buttocks swayed, grazing or bumping against Christo's crotch.
"Ukuh, hauuah!? Haa, nhh... as... as expected, you're having fun with me, huh...!?"
"No. I'm applying saliva to it. It helps with the mutation. Be patient."
"......At least..."
He rubs his crotch on her buttocks.
Patricia turned her head back and stared wide-eyed at the rise of Christo's slacks.
"Hoh, it's really big."
"!?"
"Your breasts are."
Whispering in her ear, he rips off the breastplate that protects her chest.
Bounce*――――.
The bulge of her breast shook as he ripped off the breastplate.
“…………Kuh”
Patricia's breasts were plump.
The white innerwear is greatly raised.
Christo's hands are on the large side, but even if he grabbed them with his hands, it was not going to be able to cover everything at all. The flesh of her breasts would surely rise up between his fingers, and if he grabbed the bottom of her breasts, he would not even be able to reach the top of her breasts with his fingers. They are not in the realm of big or odd breasts like his homeroom teacher, Laranoa, but they are on the larger end of the big-breasted spectrum.
The leather breastplate, which was stripped off, was worn not for protection but rather to hold down the swelling of her breasts. As it is, it seems to be an obstacle to wielding a spear.
The innerwear covering the chest is thin.
Perhaps because she didn't want the fabric to rub against her chest more than necessary.
"You're as beautiful as a heavenly goddess."
"Stop it! It's disgusting!"
"I'm sorry. You're just too beautiful."
"Now you're flattering me?"
"No, no, I mean it."
In fact, Patricia's breasts are too big and not quite in statuesque balance.
Her body is too lean and toned, and in Yggdrasil, a plump person with more fatty flesh is considered the ideal body type, which cannot be said to be supreme.
However, the unbalanced bosom of her toned body is full of a vulgarity that arouses men.
Lust lies dormant in the perfect places.
Christo puts his hand on Patricia's tight abdomen.
He held her from behind and checks the shape of her navel and abdominal muscles.
Tracing the feeling of the belly meat covered with the underwear and gradually moving his hands upwards.
Patricia grits her teeth and tries to look nonchalant, but her shoulders twitch at the movement of his fingertips.
The stroking and licking of her body had increased the circulation in her skin, making it more sensitive to the touch.
He traced the vertical lines of her abdominal muscles and carefully traced each of her raised ribs one by one with the tips of his four fingers. All the while, he buries his face in her hair, filling his lungs with the smell of the girl's sweet sebum.
From her ribs to her breast's lower part.
At first, he touches them with the back of his hand.
When he lifts the back of his hand up, the fatty flesh shook.
Perhaps because Patricia is generally muscular and usually has good posture, her breasts do not appear to be sagging, even though she has had a child and is past the lactation period.
Her breasts are beautifully rounded.
He crawls his hand up to the large twin hills that make her underwear rise, as if to wrap them up from below.
"......"
Patricia gasps.
The look of disgust was already on her face from the licking play.
First of all, he doesn't grab the entire thing, just the lower half of her breast.
The texture of the white underwear.
The fabric was thin, and he could feel the raw texture of her bare skin beneath it.
Compared to the warmth of her skin, the temperature of her milk flesh is quite low.
It was cool, or more specifically, cold.
Her breasts are beautifully shaped, and unbroken, as he knew they would be from the top of her underwear. When he shook his hand slightly, the fatty flesh vibrated finely.
Slowly, he let his fingers dig in.
There was little elasticity, and it sank down as if it were being sucked in.
It is much softer than Melvina's.
It was as if he was grabbing a slime.
He feels a bulge of plump skin around his middle finger.
This must be a nipple.
Perhaps because she has experienced breastfeeding, the nipple is even softer than the areola.
Between his middle and ring fingers, there was a nipple that had grown larger after breastfeeding.
It was also soft and easily crushed when pinched between fingers.
Her nipples were big that it could still show its face between his middle and ring fingers.
Patricia did not show any significant reaction when he pinched them between his fingers and tilted them to the left and right. However, perhaps in order to endure the humiliation, she was breathing deeply and repeatedly, and her chest was swelling and then squeezing.
"Your breasts are really big."
“…………”
“I wonder if the boys at Holy Sword Academy are having obscene fantasies about you.”
“…………”
"I'm sure the boys are having vile and degrading fantasies when they see the bulges in your uniform. They want to be sandwiched between these big twin hills. They want their face between them."
"Is it necessary to agitate me like that? It's a waste of time, so please get on with it, and thrust it inside and end it."
"It's to wet your crotch. It will not be pleasant for either of us to put my cock in your crotch."
"Once you've entered, it'll get lubricated. Just stop that uncomfortable groping. It's disgusting...... nhh."
He digs his middle finger into the areola, intending to silence Patricia.
The human body is usually sensitive with senses concentrated at the tip.
When he rubbed the nipples with his fingertips as if scratching them, she distorted her eyes and shuddered.
N-no, stop it— Ignoring her cries, he scratched her areola on top of her underwear and pinched her nipple between his fingers, tilting them from side to side. Occasionally he would nip the nipple with the tip of his middle finger, applying pressure so that the nipple was buried in the areola. Then, after making her think he had pushed them in, he would do the opposite. He pinches the nipple between the joints of his thumb and forefinger and pulls it forward. At this, Patricia let out a small scream as she felt a sharp, almost painful sensation.
Momentary violence was inflicted on her nipples.
Patricia turns her eyes toward him, which could kill a person just by looking.
But when he gently strokes and rubs her nipples, which must have been in pain, and caress her areola, her eyebrows change from a form of anger to one that seems to endure.
"Haa... kuh, fuu... uu... ――――! Ah!"
Caught off guard, he pinches the nipple again and pulls it.
This time, while pinching them, he moves them up and down and side to side making the nipples stretch.
The twin hills wrapped in white underwear danced obscenely regardless of her intention.
Patricia, red to the ears, stared at her own breasts being played with by a lowly man. Through her clenched white teeth, a small voice said, "Damn you, ......just kill me". She had to live for the sake of her child, but shame seemed to overtake her reason for a moment.
"Kuh, uu, r-really, stop it...! There's no need, to play with me! Don't do anything useless, ah, hii... hurry up, and stick your thing inside!"
"Thing?"
He rubs his crotch against her ample buttocks.
Even with the equipment, he could still clearly feel the sensation between her buttocks.
The fact that he was able to feel Patricia's buttocks meant that the same was true on her side. The red-haired girl shook her shoulders and looked back. The next moment, however, she screamed as her nipples were pinched harder.
"Haaaahhh!"
"Don't call it a thing. This is cock-sama."
"......,Who would."
"Cock-sama."
The nipples that were being pulled are released.
He then gently strokes and rubs Patricia's pain-stricken nipples, giving her gentle pleasure. Patricia winces in humiliation and embarrassment, her hips wobbling from side to side. He held her hips close and let her ass memorize the feel of his meaty penis. Patricia was resistant, saying, "Who would say that?".
"Say, Cock-sama."
"...... ――――!?
He pulled on her breasts.
Crushing her nipples and shaking her breasts wildly up and down, side to side.
Patricia screamed with her mouth wide open at the rampaging milk meat
He immediately stops the rough action and comforts her.
Rubbing with his fingertips, he traces the areola and scratches the nipple with his fingertips, giving pleasure to the swollen nipple.
"...... Uu... kuh... hau, ah..."
"Cock-sama."
"I-if that...... turns you on, I'll say it."
"Say it."
"Cock-sama."
Patricia squeezed her eyes shut and shouted in a nonchalant voice. "Cock-sama! With this, nhh, are you satisfied!?"
"Good girl."
"Making fun of me..."
Good children who follow orders properly must be rewarded.
He pulls hard and gently strokes the tips of her breasts, which are probably red and swollen.
"Kuh... fuu... uu... ah, ahh..."
Patricia's voice gradually began to blend in with faint sighs.
He cupped her breasts in his hands, lifted them up, and gently kneaded the tips with his index fingers and thumbs.
The warm sensation of skin contact on the lower breasts, and the pleasure similar to that of being played with and kneaded on the nipples, continue to be given. All the while, he presses his penis against her ass, reminding her that she is the female who is about to be fucked.
“Fu…… uu…… ah…… fuu……”
He lifts the kneaded tips.
Patricia's jeweled green eyes stare feverishly into her own as she is being teased. She seemed to have freed herself from the fear of having her breasts tortured, and was letting his fingers do the work for her.
"It's time for me to touch them directly."
"......"
"Let see."
"Uu, ah......"
He inserted his hand under her armpit and directly touched her soft big breasts. His fingers wriggle as if there are countless tentacles moving around under her white underwear.
Patricia's shoulders shuddered at the sight of her own twin hills being touched.
"......, ......Fuu, fuu, fuu."
Eyes closed, red eyebrows furrowed, she wiggled her hips in her black waist armor.
The breasts, which had been rubbed and squeezed, began to perspire and seemed to be more sensitive.
In addition, the information that her breasts were being visually raped had been drilled into her brain.
Patricia, who had resisted so much at first, now seemed to be at the mercy of the mysterious sensation that was surging through her.
Perhaps she had never felt it in her breasts.
In fact, she had never climaxed from being touched on the skin.
Perhaps she had never even climaxed from her vagina in the first place.
A woman's body is different from a man's body.
If one is highly aroused and teased, one may reach climax without being touched at one's clitoris or being stirred in the vagina. Perhaps she is probably gradually getting into a kind of trance-like state of mind.
"......U-ugly, stop doing, that, haaa."
He pinches her nipples hard.
Making her remember that she was being scolded because she was rude.
As a reward for her quietness, he gently touches her areola and rolls the nipple to give her a nice, but uncomfortable sensation.
"Haaaaahh."
He kisses her neck.
A strong salty taste.
Patricia's smell.
Rubbing the penis against her buttocks, tracing the areolas, tickling the nipples, caressing the neck with his tongue.
"Fuー, fuー, fu, fu, fu, fuー......, ......"
A twitch.
Patricia's shoulders jumped, as if she finally felt the sexual sensation of having her skin rubbed.
"Nuu......, ......fuー, fuu, fuー."
Her nose was breathing hard.
Her hips swayed as if she wanted the source of the woman's desire to touch her directly.
She is humiliated, her brow furrowed in shame, but her body shrinks under his persistent caresses. When he rolled her nipples, she let out a small "ah" sound.
"...... ......, Nhh... fuー, fuuu, fu, fu, fu."
He bit her ear.
Also, he runs the tip of his tongue down her neck again.
Her ass, which he pressed his penis against, shuddered and trembled loudly.
Seeing that her thighs are tightly pressed together, he squeezes her nipples hard.
"Nhh――――, ...... kuh......, ......, ......ah... ah!"
Twitch*.
Shudder*, shudder*...
Climax―― it is not a flattering word.
But Patricia seemed to have experienced a deep mental pleasure.
Watery perspiration was slowly oozing from her neck, behind her ears, and armpits, and as for the one that oozed behind her ear, after a while, it became a line of sweat that ran down her neck.
He scoops it up with the tip of his tongue and swallows it.
"........., Haa, haa......, haa......"
Patricia had given up breathing through her nose and seemed to be breathing through her mouth. He stretches his neck and inhales her breath. Her breath is less smelly. The stinkier it is, the more excited he gets, but that's Patricia, so there's nothing he can do about it. She's a noblewoman with sophisticated ways of preventing odors.
"You look like you want something, you know?"
“……, .……Hurry up and put your thing in.”
"What?"
“…...! Kuh...... cock-sama. Are you now satisfied?"
"Yeah. You said it so well. I'll stir your vagina as a reward."
"Ha? Nhh――――"
Waist armor―― He puts his hands into the short black skirt.
At the same time, the other hand gently stimulates her chest.
Fingertips of his hand were inserted from the front.
On his finger, he could feel a dense thicket of pubic hair.
As he already knew when he inserted the catheter into her urethra, Patricia had thick pubic hair.
A thick growth of red pubic hair around her large labia covered her slit. The pubic hair not only surrounded her genitalia, but also extended down to the valley of her buttocks, and there was also a thin layer of hair around her anus.
Had she not been fucking her husband recently?
Or maybe she was one of those people who did not take care of their vagina.
He didn't know which it was, but her pubic hair was quite thick.
He buried his finger in the bush.
"Aaahh."
Her pussy had already passed the stage of being wet and was flooded.
The young woman's animalistic desire was stimulated, and her healthy body reacted.
A thick, sticky fluid entangled his fingers.
As he pushed his finger further, he came across a ripe and blossoming secret fissure in her pubic hair.
Under the clitoris, the urethra expanded by the catheter was touched, and the girl's body trembles.
The fabric of her skirt flutters and a muffled odor rises.
Under her short waist armor, she wears no underwear.
Or rather, he took it off when he put the tube in her urethra.
So there was nothing to shield her female odor.
Patricia's lewd odor had a humid, sweet smell.
Compared to Melvina and Gwendolyn, the odor was thicker.
There was also a slight urine odor mixed in.
It was indescribable, an obscene smell that stimulated a man's instincts.
He kneaded her labia, and when she wiggled her hips hungrily, he put his fingers on top of hers and was bitten slightly by her slutty cleft at once. Patricia let out a loud and charming cry and stiffened up.
Could it be that she almost climaxed just by touching it?
He crushed the clitoris, stroked the urethral opening, and finally inserted his finger into the softly spread female hole.
Without any resistance, the finger was swallowed up to the base.
The entrance squeezed his finger, but the rest of the meat was soft and tender. The whole finger was wrapped around, and as if it was soaked in warm water, it was tightly pressed against her, and it was moving so softly that it was doubtful whether it was tightening or not.
"Nghhhh, ahー, aaahh."
Patricia is howling as she allows his fingers to invade.
She was in a state of disorder that was unimaginable from her usual neat and tidy appearance.
He bent his finger and stirred inside.
At the same time, he grabbed her breasts with his other hand and played with them roughly, then traced the nipples with his fingertips and applied pressure. Intermittent vaginal pleasure and anomalous breast pleasure.
Patricia's beautiful thighs, which reminded him of wild beasts, were tightly closed and swayed from side to side.
He holds her by the arm that is squeezing her breast and secures her waist so that she cannot escape.
Patricia shakes her hair, looks upward, and thrusts her hips back.
Posed like a strange female sculpture, she was rubbed hard on her clitoris with his thumb and finally climaxed.
"Ah......!"
Her muffled, charming voice echoed in the ruins.
Perhaps because a catheter had been inserted into her urethra, the tide of liquid leaked out for a moment and then abruptly stopped. But then the clear liquid spurted out with a sound.
"Ah...... ah......, ......."
Without a sound, Patricia opened her mouth wide and devoured the air.
While she was squirting, his fingers caressed her slit, and her hips shook with a pleasant shudder.
Eventually, the squirting stopped, and the red-haired girl in chains hung limp and looking down...
Tftc
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