Chapter 194 – Side Story – Later Story (Azazel)
“Hyat, haang, ang! Heuuuuu!”
I don’t know whose voice it is, but it’s vulgar.
I feel embarrassed just by listening to the raw breathing sound without dignity or formality.
Actually I know
That this is the sound I make
How can I not know?
The breath exhaled from lungs heated like a furnace.
A vulgar mind that seeks more pleasure.
I was excited and indulged in pleasure.
Sexual pleasure I’ve never felt before in my life.
I lost miserably and completely to Makarov.
Panting whenever he moved, I was like a bitch in heat.
“Hugeuk, ugh!”
I didn’t want to moan.
I wanted to suppress it and endure it.
Because it’s embarrassing
Because it seems like
Still, I have no choice but to spit it out.
This is irresistible.
Hey, it’s so hot and hard, what do you do?
I inhaled again at the feeling of the organs below me being crushed on their own.
“Huh, anh.”
Just once, my body and mind were completely disturbed.
The hair is a mixture of sweat and saliva and sticks to the cheeks, which is unpleasant.
His stomach and thighs ached, and his wrists were tightly gripped by Makarov, leaving marks.
His eyes lost focus and stared blankly into space.
Maybe he didn’t like my gaze?
Makarov’s thick hand gripped my chin and fixed it.
I was drooling incoherently and spit out questionable questions.
“… Hehe?”
“Look at me. Don’t look anywhere else.”
Oh
Is it because I looked elsewhere?
Whoops.
Cute.
I laughed out loud because Makarov was cute.
Did you think I was laughing?
It was a more intense waistline.
Poke, poke, poke!
A moan erupted again from the intense exercise.
“Heh, ugh, ugh, even laughing in the mother’s womb?”
The horse is twisted.
It’s like a child’s vocalization.
It’s good though.
It’s okay to show it to Makarov.
His back is still busy.
I don’t know how much it got stuck.
Squeak squeak.
Now I hear only the familiar sound of water.
The groin is tingling.
Maybe you’ll get bruises after sex.
Arya’s sister also said she had bruises on her stomach, groin, and thighs after she was with Einstein.
Thud!
Makarov moved his hips again and again.
He let out a hot breath helplessly against his huge cock.
“Huh!”
Your face is hot.
The blood, the blood, must all be concentrated on the face.
Short of breath
It was a mess and a mess again.
A heavy meat rod that pierces the belly.
What is this, can’t even continue thinking properly.
I am being trampled on.
I feel bad for myself too.
Even the soft cushion of the bed could not dampen the pleasure.
No matter how hard I struggle, I can’t escape.
I didn’t hate it.
No.
I was ecstatic.
I’m so ecstatic, so ecstatic, I feel like my head and brain are about to melt.
“Sleep, oops, haugh, ugh!”
Makarov doesn’t even give him a break.
Tormented me relentlessly
The back of the neck, the nipples, the clitoris, and the inside of the pussy were all stimulated.
When I tried to get away from pleasure, I held it tightly with both hands and made me howl.
Due to the difference in physique, they could not resist without mana.
They were stabbed like dogs, or with their crotch spread straight.
So, to put it more simply, I changed my position often.
It seemed that all the positions were done.
If you leave a short comment, the junior position was not good because you couldn’t see the face, and the face-to-face position was the least.
It was difficult for me to maintain my posture because my body is stiff, but since Makarov likes it, I liked it too.
After doing it a few times, my body became flexible.
In the aftermath, my thighs and legs trembled.
There were also teeth marks on the chest and nape of the neck.
They say that they mark it as their own or something.
I was ashamed to hear that.
Because I never assumed that I would belong to anyone.
Because I thought it was only my own.
Makarov’s Azazel.
It wasn’t a very unpleasant feeling.
“Let’s try this this time.”
Makarov grabbed my thigh and listened.
Contrary to her corrupt appearance, her strength was a business.
I turned his head and looked at him.
He would have made a face asking what he was going to do.
That must have been the case, but it must have been an annoyed look on his face.
“Don’t look at me.”
“I-I saw you Oh, no… Wow!”
Makarov pinned me down.
The huge cock was driven all the way to the root at once.
“Hey.”
Big.
Too big.
Even if you get used to it, it becomes strange because your stomach is full.
The feeling of lungs being crushed.
I’m out of breath.
Even if you try to push him away, you forcefully squeeze in.
Be forced
I liked that again.
It was so good.
“Huh, Makarov! It’s cool again, hehe!”
“Azazel just cries.”
“Huang, this, cheeky! Hi gig!”
There is no way.
There is no way.
It’s so, so painful and painful.
A cold sweat runs through me.
Of course, that’s not all.
Pleasure and pleasure bloom in pain.
It hurts but it feels good.
Strange.
Have I become weird?
Prick, prick.
Soon, the vagina got wet again.
Makarov lifts, lowers, and repeats.
“Haeup, this, this heukgeuk, this, over, haeg, heek, heeik!”
At first, looking at Makarov who lifted me up, I thought, ‘Isn’t it difficult?’.
It was just a cheeky worry.
I had to worry about my stamina more than his stamina.
His genitals scratched at the oddly itchy feeling.
The inside of her vagina reacted sensitively as if it were adsorbed on his cock.
Inside, shaped to the shape of his penis.
I felt like I knew what it was like to ruin people with pleasure.
“That year! Hehe, ah, ah!”
Tears flowed.
Because it hurts, because it’s fun.
It’s a strange feeling.
I shook my head.
It was an effort to find reason.
But it didn’t mean much.
Puff, puff.
Plump thighs and ass constrict with each stroke of his cock.
I’d be lying if I said the friction didn’t hurt, but it also felt good.
Good to fit
Am I a pervert?
I also wished it was a bit stronger.
How many times have you been stabbed?
A mixture of blood, love juice, and semen created bubbles around her pussy.
Makarov had no mercy.
Over and over again, he fucked my place.
It was beaten until the love juice dried up.
“… Crane!”
The moaning stopped.
Something that had been slowly escalating from before gradually grew bigger.
Thump, thump, thump!
The pleasure that makes your head, stomach, and whole body resonate like a wave.
It blew like a broken dam.
Is this what your sister was talking about?
“Heukgeuk, yes, ang, Joa, too, Joaa!”
The body and head are being uplifted.
That said, it could still feel better.
Even though it was a process that made me feel better, I felt like I was going to become an idiot.
My head couldn’t stand the pleasure any longer.
The nerve substances in the brain responsible for pleasure were already hypersecreted.
My head thumped like a bomb about to explode.
I realized that the word crazy is not an exaggeration.
It felt good, but it was rather scary.
I don’t know how weird it can get.
It scared me so much that I opened my arms and embraced Makarov.
Then she scratched his back with her nails and cried.
As I hugged Makarov like that, I felt a little more at ease.
“It’s strange, it’s hot, it’s hazy, it’s like, it’s getting weird!”
He didn’t even know what he was talking about.
After all, I might die of shame.
So, before that, I should die in a good mood.
But I’m worried.
Will Makarov be the same as me?
Would you like to die like me?
“I think I’ll be cold too, Azazel.”
Makarov seems to have lost his composure as well, and his voice is disorganized.
Aha.
You are good too
Thank god.
I laughed hysterically.
“So I’ll wrap it inside.”
It was a bold statement.
When his voice reached my ears, I weakly climaxed.
But the excitement did not subside.
On the contrary, it became even more painful.
“Do it inside, yours, inside… Ha ha!”
As if refusing to listen to me anymore, Makarov kissed him.
I turned his head and kissed him.
I got goosebumps.
Crazy.
Good good.
Really good.
I love makarov
I wanted to shout out loud, but unfortunately Makarov blocked my mouth.
I let out a silent clamor.
Squeak, squeak, squeak!
Twice quickly.
Once slowly.
And one last time.
Lightning flashed in my head.
I feel a sense of pleasure that the tightness in my chest has completely disappeared.
It was the peak.
It wasn’t my peak.
“It’s great.”
Makarov’s suppressed groan.
Does that mean I screwed it up well?
Rumble.
A lukewarm semen rushed into my vagina.
Makarov and I opened our mouths.
The sticky saliva flowed like a string.
“Ha, uh, uh.”
The words didn’t flow properly.
It seemed that his tongue was paralyzed.
I was out of breath
How long have you been immersed in the afterglow?
Makarov said after catching his breath.
“… I think I will be addicted to this.”
I was able to say the right words after rolling my tongue several times.
“… Like a corrupted priest.”
“It was Azazel who seduced you first.”
“Who is beyond long? When are you going to drop it off?”
“Put it out first.”
I didn’t ask what to pick.
Even now, I must be saying this that fills my stomach.
“Oh no.”
As Makarov removed the penis from my groin, a large amount of semen dripped out.
Makarov, who had just finished ejaculating, twitched, as if that appearance seemed erotic.
This is a joke
“Hey, hey, did you run the server again? To Makarov pervert.”
He put me down on the bed without saying a word.
The cushions were so soft that I felt like I would fall asleep.
No.
I should wash before that.
Looking at my appearance, it didn’t make sense.
Body was soaked
It’s not just wet with sweat.
It was also covered in semen that he had conjured up.
In addition, the belly is already full of babies.
He ran his index and middle fingers over his groin, and a sticky, pre-cum came out.
If you don’t want to get pregnant, you’ll have to scrape out all the semen inside.
‘What if I do something trivial, pregnancy.’
Makarov’s Ira.
For some reason, the corners of her lips naturally rose.
Of course, I didn’t show it outwardly.
‘Cause I’m an arrogant wizard
… Is it arrogant?
“… You fought a lot.”
Instead of answering, Makarov kissed him.
I closed my eyes and conformed.
Lips at first.
Next chest.
His head slowly lowered, and he kissed the belly button of his abs.
I wish he had stopped there, but he didn’t.
Further down, down from the navel.
I was horrified.
“Wait a minute! Mi, are you crazy? Oh, that’s where you just fought…”
He went on without a word.
Because it’s a dirty place.
He started licking the clitoris, which was stained with blood, juice, and semen.
Like a puppy
I flinched at his tongue and pulled my thighs together.
Makarov, however, held his leg in place.
“Ha, don’t!”
He didn’t listen
I climaxed a few more times.
