Chapter 126 – Voting Hosted by a Theme Park. 3 to 3 (Below Dahong)
“Ah, good, good. After all, it is right to clean the cock with the female’s mouth. Wouldn’t it be too wasteful to use tissues or something like that? I don’t feel good.”
While chatting calmly, the man vomited cum into Dahong’s throat again. Dahong twitched and twitched, but instinctively swallowed the dick and moved it to his stomach.
When I say instinct here, I mean survival instinct.
If it seems like there is even a slight delay in taking action, Pig Boy will resume strangling and stroking his cock without any hesitation.
If I don’t catch my breath now, I might really die. My body started moving on its own with that sense of crisis.
“Ah, it’s still a little short, so let’s buy one more.”
While talking comfortably, the man started shaking Dahong’s waist again, using the nape of her neck as a handle.
According to common sense, it is a very dangerous posture that poses a risk of injuring the woman’s cervical spine, but it does not matter within this theme park.
Because it is a paradise of pleasure, free from such realistic dangers.
“Hugok! Ok, goooook!”
A groaning sound that comes out every time a dick enters the throat.
That’s not what I intended. It is simply a physical reaction to unfamiliar pain.
The effect is to promote a man’s pleasure by having his cock hair tickled by the accompanying snort, right?
The man once again vomited thick cum into Dahongi’s throat. And after that long ejaculation, he stopped using his long throat and barely moved to the air.
“Hey, it’s cool. I ended up overdoing it a bit because I resembled Iljin from my school days. Hey, are you alive?”
“Kkkk.”
Although Dahong was barely conscious, it was not surprising if she fainted right away.
If it had been outside the theme park, it would have been such a blow that it would have been impossible to live a normal life ever again, and it might have left serious aftereffects.
But not in this theme park.
Hehe, ah, I got screwed again when I saw this. After all, a girl shines the brightest when she’s in tatters like trash, right? “Even more so if you’re a bitch who lives in the best of times.”
The pig ejaculated five times in a row, and as if it wasn’t enough, he stiffly raised the ugly meat stick.
Well, it would be a bad idea to bow down at a theme park without even watching the main story.
“Your pussy is prepared just right. Hehe. After all, treating pussies just like this is good for them, right?”
When the man took off the pants Dahong was wearing, a female-like smell spread out and hit the man in the face.
Of course, the smell of urine was strong, but more than that, the sour smell coming from the pussy juice that was continuously leaking was also excellent.
No matter how proud she is and how strong she acts, a pussy bitch is still a pussy bitch.
People who give in to the overwhelming appearance of men and live by converting all the pain and humiliation into pleasure.
This pussy bitch in particular seems to be a winner. It’s not easy to find a bitch with her clitoris erect like this, even though she hasn’t been given any special training yet.
“Then, I will eat it deliciously.”
The man inserted his dick, which was covered in cum and Dahongi’s saliva, into her pussy.
And stab it all at once!
“Ugh, gaaaaa! Guuuuuk!”
Wow! I could hear the sound of the semen filling my stomach flowing back.
He may have been able to hold it in before, when his cock was acting as a kind of lock, but it seems he couldn’t hold it in now that the shock was coming again from below.
Because of her posture, all the regurgitated semen poured onto Dahong and stained her face.
Seeing that mess, the man laughed and laughed at her idiotic behavior.
“Fuck you. Funny, what is that? I only ejaculated down her throat, so she wouldn’t be so dirty, but then she spits it out and puts it on her face? Do you have a fetish for cum, you idiot?”
Whose fault is it, but the same cannot be said. It’s because I don’t have the brains to do it.
Dahong suffered doubly from the pain pouring out from above and below.
And this was the fact that definitely embarrassed Da-hong. At this moment, Da-hong thought that she was in pain, but she did not think that she was in pain.
‘Boy, pussy. You have to tighten it properly.’
Dahong was afraid that her man might regard her vagina as a herbal vagina or a tasteless vagina, so she did her best to tighten her vagina even in the midst of her pain.
The reason he put forward because he didn’t know the reason was,
‘No matter what, you can’t be treated like an idiot like a herbal pussy, right?’
It was.
And surprisingly, the thought itself matched Dahong’s true psychology.
Being treated like an asshole by a man is good in itself. Rather, it will be an ingredient that excites men.
However, I don’t like the criticism that criticizes Dahong’s ability as a sexual toilet like a herbal pussy.
In other words, it’s like proof that Dahong wasn’t able to satisfy the man properly.
At this point, Dahong was already considering making the man feel good as a kind of mission.
Not realizing that that sense of duty is my first priority as a pussy slave.
“Oh my, really. Is semen continuing to flow back from earlier? Nastily. “Because you’re pitiful, I’ll help you stop throwing up.”
Saying that, the man closed Dahongi’s esophagus. As a minor side effect, even her airways became blocked.
“Off… Ugh.”
Lack of oxygen comes as I wonder if the vomiting will stop.
The human body, which had not been supplied with sufficient oxygen earlier, reacted faster than usual to strangulation and appealed for oxygen supply.
As one of its functions, the body presented more sensitive sensations and pleasure than usual.
In addition, the brain, which was the first to react to the lack of oxygen and whose function was slowed down, could hardly function rationally and was drowned in pleasure that was even violent.
‘Ah. Steering the mood.’
The feeling of a thick and wonderful cock penetrating into the vagina.
The feeling of your palm sticking to your neck, as if it could really kill you.
The feeling of the lower body of a man slapping his butt.
Everything turned into pleasure, causing Dahong to fall off the cliff of pleasure.
He thought he wanted to fall off that cliff.
However, in every fall there is always a point where it falls.
Dahong felt as if he had really fallen off a cliff and felt as if his whole body was being torn apart.
It was an orgasm I had never felt again in my life.
“■■■■■■!”
It’s too dizzying to describe in words. To be fair, Dahong climaxed while making a sound similar to that of a chimpanzee. With that, Shiohuki hit the man’s stomach with the force of a fountain, or rather, a hydraulic cutter.
Hehe, that’s good. I think we get along really well. “You instinctively recognized it from the moment you first saw your face?”
You can tell at a glance that she is a female worthy of being considered pussy slave number 7.
The man freed Da-hong’s neck, which seemed like he was going to go to the other side at any moment, and at the same time released the man’s feelings that he had been holding back inside Da-hong.
Due to the double shock, Dahong screamed and convulsed for a while, almost as if he was in the throes of death.
“It looks like it will appear in The Exorcist.”
Picking up the now worn-out metaphor, the man took his dick out of the used vagina and took a rest.
I still have plenty of energy left, but I was still a little mentally exhausted.
I need to take a breather.
“Let me see, cigarette, cigarette.”
After good sex, if you don’t smoke a cigarette, the sex won’t go away.
The man took out a cigarette from his coat pocket and lit it.
When you suck on a cigarette, enjoy the taste, and spit out the smoke, there is nothing to compare to the blissful feeling except the moment when you cum into a well-trained pussy slave.
“Ugh… Haha…”
Dahong’s groaning sound was heard from somewhere below the back of his head.
‘I woke up earlier than expected.’
Usually, when you first roll it this much, you lose consciousness for a while.
As a man, I was planning to throw it away in moderation until the six of us got together again, but was this enough to do it one more time? I thought.
However, that man’s perception was also quite soft.
“Just… Barely this much?”
“Huh?”
Did I hear it wrong? Looking back at Da-hong while tilting his head, Da-hong said while glaring at the man with a face full of challenging spirit, but with a face that still showed no sign of exhaustion.
“Well, is it just this much? Well, that’s not a thing. You’re fucking premature ejaculator. Are you trying to make me your pussy slave like this? I guess the bitches who serve people like you as their masters are quite a bunch of assholes.”
“…”
This is a bluff. The man recognized Dahong’s condition at a glance.
There is no way a sane pussy bitch can exist after being treated this far. At best, I’m just barely pretending to be fine on the outside.
But what intrigued the man more than that was Dahong’s motivation.
This bitch isn’t just arguing with her stupid head and stiff pride.
This can be seen in masochistic bitches who try to get more by inciting men.
Even so, this year is still not enough.
“…”
The man burned Dahong’s thigh with an unlit cigarette.
“Hiyaaaaa!!!!!”
A painful scream tearing through the air.
I feel no sympathy. In the first place, he was a weak human being with such emotions, and it was not a situation that required sympathy.
“This is the girl who encourages my spirit of challenge.”
If you want it that much, I’ll give it to you. Because that is the responsibility of the human being who will become the master.
Quite unusually for a man, he erected his dick while feeling some kind of responsibility.
One hour might not be enough.
