Constellation of the Reverse World 327

Chapter 327 – Chapter 327: Continent of Witchcraft 4

A beautiful naked woman looking down at me with her back to the light.
She has a healthy complexion, but maybe it’s because of the magic of the dreamer.
She gradually whitened and became like a real marble statue.

Her throbbing abs and wobbly chest Her every time she turned her hips.
Involuntarily, I stretched out my hand and touched her.
Rubbing it gently with the palm of her hand her, I can see why she insists on doing laundry on her abs her.

Yena Song also smiles and she gently rubs my stomach.
A typical riding position with palms on her chest and stomach on her.
As they rub each other’s belly, she smiles and opens her mouth.

“How is it, are you different from men?”

“Well, it’s a little different.”

She does n’t hide her pride in her body in her, like the embodiment of the body wave.
She’s probably expecting a reaction saying she’s cool, but could it be?
In this situation, it is inevitable that the impression that you are ugly will take precedence over the impression that you are cool.

The more she moved her waist her, the more sweaty her skin her accepted her pleasure.
The skin without a single blemish becomes moist and wet.
Thanks to that, you could hear a thump every time her chest her swayed up and down.
The beautiful scene made me feel my blood rushing even more downward.

Song Yena straightened her shoulders as if she was showing off.
Her hips her turns like a millstone while her shoulders and chest her play separately. You’re really good at using your body.
Admiring her in the wrong place, she opens her mouth in her elation.

“The other kids seem to be a bit soft these days. Should I send them to the beating Lion Heart’s gym… “

“Don’t do it.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t ever do that, okay? Don’t you build more muscles too.”

“I’m a sword-wielding body, so there’s no reason to bulk up here.”

I’d rather have a soft body like a marshmallow without any muscle.
It is unacceptable to wear a deck that does not know whether it is the chest or the pectoralis major.
She smiled bashfully as if my reaction was funny and lifted her hips slightly.

Is it because of the intense reaction I showed during the last special lecture on the muscles of the heart of a beating lion?
The incarnations already know that I hate women with excessive muscles.
You’re probably thinking something like, ‘Your taste is so solid, so you’re solid—’.

The heavy lump of flesh that had been pressing down on her pubic bone her crumbled away with a twitching sound.
Seeing him drenched in sweat and juice made me want to give it a shot.
Of course, I can’t tap her as much as I want because I’m lying down and laid on her by Song Yena.

“I’m sorry, but why do you hate it so much?”

“… Then your body is no different from a man’s.”

“Ah? Ah, ahahaha—!”

Upon hearing my answer to her, she laughs out loud instead of starting to piss her off.
She laughs out loud as if she heard an answer she hadn’t even thought of.
Her chest her shakes in different directions as she laughs so hard that she can’t even breathe.

Actually, I’m fucking serious.

If it’s not a real pig, it’s good to have a little bit of flab and a slim body
It’s good to have a slim body without a single piece of fat that was built up through exercise
I also like muscular, solid bodies like Song Ye-na and Sasha.
After all, aren’t men just animals who like everything when they get tired?

However, the level where the chest becomes the pectoral major muscle and the body becomes a weapon has crossed the line.
Wouldn’t it be a bit peculiar to like a body that fits a breastplate instead of a bra?

Of course, I know that I had a distorted sexual desire for strong women in my previous life.
Since this is a world where men and women are reversed, it is important to like reliable women
Whether or not to apply such reversal tastes to me is a completely different story.

“You hate it because you look like a man’s body? But all men’s muscles must be different.”

“It’s so hard that you don’t feel like hugging it. When did you see me sleeping on a stone bed?”

“Stone, stone bed, ahaha!”

Yena Song, who forgot to move her hips, couldn’t stop laughing.
Even though her skin and her bouncing breasts keep her erection strong,
It was a bit disappointing that her heavy buttocks stopped pressing her pubis and thighs.
I don’t care about my regrets, I laugh and adjust my breathing.

By the way, is it so funny to say that I don’t like it because I’m like a man?
You guys also have seizures saying you don’t like it when women touch each other’s breasts.
After laughing for a long time, she looked at my grumpy face and started her explanation of her.
Along with the story, the man’s soul is drained away with the substance that started at the same time.

“But don’t men get along very well with each other?”

“What?”

“Why, they hold hands or cross their arms around each other. If girls do that, everyone will curse at lesbians and run away.”

“…Uh?”

No matter how reversal the world may be, is that part reversal in detail?
Like men going to the bathroom together and standing side by side at the urinals?
Become a dream horse and your rich imagination assembles unwanted scenes in your mind.

Then, her fingers her gently rubbed my brow her furrowed strangely.
As if ironing, he gently rubs my face, trying to smooth out the wrinkles.

Maybe it’s because I’m mixing my flesh, but I’m very quick to notice.
No, is it correct to say that there is no notice in this case?
He probably thinks he offended me by swearing at me.

“The words came out a bit harsh, but aren’t men less repulsive anyway?”

“Not me.”

“Yeah, well… Everyone’s taste is different.”

A small face slowly descending, brushing back her hair.
As if grooming a baby, the small tongue gently licks the collarbone of her.
The flowing hair and sticky tongue tickled the shoulder area of ​​her.
I can feel my cock jerking along with the feeling of goosebumps.

She smiled again as if she felt my cock wriggling inside me.
The sweaty skin rubbing against each other makes the body a bit sticky, but it’s not unpleasant.
Instead, he hugged her her upper body her tightly as he kissed her chest her, burying her face her in her shoulder her just like hers.
As if I roughly pushed her hair that was tickling me with my nose and then left a mark on her immaculate skin on her.

“Like you?”

“Yes, like me.”

Was it aroused by my voice running down her collarbone her?
With those words, the teasing of her waist her gradually accelerates.
Her ass her, spinning leisurely on her pubic bone her,
It makes a violent sound and turns upside down and sideways.

The intense feeling of ejaculation that comes naturally from the intense urinary tract.
I do not resist the pleasure, and I relax and relax from the body.
Her inner flesh continued to extract her semen as if it were being extorted.

After suffering for a while in the afterglow of her pleasure, she gets up to change her posture.
At the same time, a clear white liquid trickled down her thighs.
As if to show it off to me, she sneaks her legs apart and she opens her mouth.

“Like this, right now I want to boast that I’ve been chosen, so I want to boast about this too, but it’s very unusual.”

… Oh screwed up

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Humans are animals of adaptation.
A friend of mine who studied there told me that.
After all, it is true that it has adapted to the nuclear apocalypse.
Apart from starving because of the lack of resources, everyone has adapted well.

The same goes for the strange gaze of the Southern Continent.
I’m not a mutant who will attack you if you walk while making noise.
I just smile and look at it, but I have no choice but to adapt.

Once you get used to their gaze and can ignore them
Things that were previously invisible to the naked eye come into view.

“The city is really, beautifully made.”

“I guess that’s also a shamanic urban shaping technique.”

“Isn’t that right? That part over there, doesn’t that look like a letter rather than a pattern?”

“Where are you talking?”

“Oh, that part over there. A few meters below the roof of a high-rise building, yes.”

One of them is the shaping of the entire city.
I’m always looking at the trinkets for witchcraft
When I look at the overall picture, I have a different impression.

Should I say that it was a situation where I was unable to see the forest because I was only looking at the trees and the patterns on the bark?
Even if there are so many shamanistic items, if you look at it broadly, there is nothing that bothers you.

From well-organized sidewalk blocks and benches and streetlights
High and low, various buildings are not obtrusive, etc.
No matter which side you look at in the city, it looks like a well-decorated landscape.
It looks like a publicity photo everywhere you look, with no dirty or worn parts.

After looking around the city like that, guests came to visit.
A burly black woman with black skin rather than brown skin.
As expected, she is a shaman, and the tattoos on her face with dye are impressive.

“So, who are you?”

“…”

What’s unusual is that he appears in front of me and just greets me and doesn’t open his mouth.
After tying together something like a rosary made of crystal in both hands, they put their palms together and disappear.
If that’s the case, I can’t even guess why they came to me and said hello.
Even if you are used to the strange gaze, you are not used to the eccentricity.

Han Ye-ji and Song Ye-na look at each other and whisper, perhaps the same is true of the incarnations.
There’s no way to know if it’s because Lee Ha-rin and Kim Ha-eun aren’t at the dorm.

“Is that a shamanic ritual too? If you ask Kim Ha-eun or Lee Ha-rin, will they know?”

“First of all, since we’re here and the meeting has taken place, why don’t we ask the manager?”

“Well, I don’t think I came here with bad intentions… That shaman is strong.”