Chapter 394 – Chapter 394: Mouse 1
Kwu-wook, I can’t be big enough, so my huge butt weighs me down.
A mass of flesh that was violent enough to make even a fairly luxurious bed creak. The fallen constellation that I inserted right away, as if not allowing me to pack semen in my unpregnant hand, moves slowly as if to scare me, then secretly starts to spurt.
“Huh, how is it? The feeling of being brutally violated in real life.”
“…”
In the meantime, I can’t say that it’s so good because the big butt takes a picture like if the cock is a little small, it can’t be inserted properly.
While feeling a sense of happiness from the heavy pounding on his thighs, he secretly bit his lower lip and pretended to be indignant. It’s an awkward performance that a veteran like Svetlana would notice right away… It seems to work well for the Fallen Constellations who only know about religion and promiscuity.
My head was filled with the mission to purify the apostates, and I pounded down the rice cake without caring that my heavy chest was rocking like a boat in a storm.
The dagger left his body because of his half-naked pants his, but it was nice to see him so engrossed in the mochi mill that he did n’t even notice the dagger hanging from the waist of his pants his.
“Huh, yes. A man should have such a quiet and discreet taste.”
I wonder if I liked the way I enjoyed the high-quality rice cake with my mouth tightly closed. I can feel the breath of the fallen constellation that was pounding the rice cake mill on top of me getting rougher little by little.
At the same time, teasing the waist that softens little by little. Maybe I knew I was going to rebel by crying and screaming, but I hit my butt down roughly to suppress the steamer, and when I accepted it calmly, it seemed that I had bent the line in the direction I enjoyed.
Instead of focusing on having children, do you think sex itself is a fun and sacred thing?
‘Well, if having a child is important, it’s not sex, but something like a pregnancy factory through witchcraft.’
Instead of squeezing it intensely like the petite Soso, her wet pussy wraps around the cock stickyly and slowly extracts semen. It was hard to think of anything else when the skillful waist teasing of a mature woman who had eaten several men was added to it.
Still, I tried to roll my head to get a little bit of information that might be helpful, but soon I was distracted again by the large breasts that were dangling in front of her eyes. Squeeze from below and squirm above, but if you can get rid of your anguish in the middle of this, that’s a Buddha.
Sex itself with a fallen constellation was not special. That’s because she’s just pounding the rice cake in a woman’s top position and trying to squeeze out the semen quickly and efficiently.
What’s special is her body.
It was the power of a sex-worshiping high priest or something, and he was holding his cock like a living creature.
“…You say you’re the high priest, so you’re pregnant yourself?”
However, if you just enjoy sex and then leave, the man’s pride will be destroyed.
Being kidnapped in the middle of the academy without being able to scream, it’s hard to say that I just came back after squeezing out all my semen, so my masculinity, which has not been worn down by the winds and waves of the world, would strangle me.
Aside from pointing out that the academy has been breached again, it’s not to my taste to be swayed like this.
“If you’re pregnant, you’ll have trouble moving.”
“Is it because I’m a dreamer? I don’t know what stupid things you’re talking about.”
“…Well?”
“Haa…Is this why the Dreammaran tribe can’t stand even that brief moment of discomfort? They can’t even bear the discomfort of a few days at most, so they reject her mother’s kindness to her and run away.”
She sighed at my question, and as she frowned, she lifted her heavy hips once again.
As if he was going to punish a disobedient child, he clearly looked down on this side. That big ass starts banging on my thighs as if it were a cane.
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The Fallen Constellation was the first strong enemy I encountered after coming to this world.
Although it was not a battle of life and death, it was a battle of semen and pleasure.
The reason she was her formidable enemy her was simple. It’s the same with how many days of pregnancy are expressed, and only the outer skin is the same as that of humans, but the inside seems to be of a different species. Heck, there are magicians who have mana in their hearts, and Murim people who have danteon, but people in other worlds can’t be the same as people in our world.
A powerful enemy whose pheromone does n’t work, whether it’s because of his race his or because he’s in Advent. A demonic woman who does not collapse after struggling after several orgasms, but she extorts semen tirelessly.
“Huh, for a dreamer, you have quite a bit of guts… “
“Are you tired already?”
“The thing… The room shakes.”
If that’s the case, maybe even the pleasure from the dream demon’s cock disappears, and she was clearly proving with her body that she was burning with a sense of excitement.
Every time the rice cake wheel is pounded, the sound of flesh grinding becomes more and more watery and filthy, and whenever the large breasts shake, drops of sweat that roll like dew scatter under the lights. He doesn’t flirt with the pheromones, but he seems to melt little by little in the pleasure.
Little by little, she melted her into pleasure as she felt as if she was sending her maximum magical power to her cock her and building a tower she had worked so hard for.
While squeezing semen several times.
“Aren’t you tired? It looks like you’ve become a little softer than before.”
We both knew instinctively that neither pheromone nor witchcraft worked well for each other.
What remained was a desperate battle of pride between male and female.
Naturally, the one with the advantage is me as a dreamer. It goes without saying that women from a race specialized in pregnancy and childbirth and men from a race specialized in sex have an advantage in eating together. As if to prove this, the rice cake maker, which had been making a lot of noise, has now changed to a movement that flexibly rotates the hips and conserves stamina.
Her big ass her gets soaked and thuds and tumbles and presses it round and round on her thighs like her millstone. Perhaps because of the tattoos drawn with dye, the semen does not convert into magic and makes the slender belly bulge.
Even though the lower belly her was bulging, the semen that could not be contained was mixed with the love juice and soaked not only the joints but also the big butt, so the scene was lewd to the point of being obscene.
“Huh, I can’t believe I’ve wasted this precious thing all this time…”
Her voice was noticeably softer than before, probably because she had filled her uterus with plenty of semen. The high-handed tone and attitude of her are still there, but the sharp voice of her has obviously softened.
It was a deep regret that he took the place instead of hatred and anger toward the dreamer.
Instead of turning her hips around her, I gently touched her voluptuous ass her with my hand, and her elongated fingers her became sticky with the foamy liquid mixed with her semen and love juice.
“…I like it.”
“What?”
“Your gentle demeanor. Much better than the other dreamers. I’ll keep you by my side and continue to squeeze for the cause.”
She smiles at her and plays with her hands by attaching and releasing her index and middle fingers. I don’t know why she likes the cocktail of her semen and love juice so much.
Of course, it was undeniable that when a beautiful woman with a violent body was naked, she was more sensational than the intro of any pornography.
Anyway, I’m in the mood to finish sex soon… Shall I shove it like this?
“Whoops, it’s not like a dreamer, it grasps the subject, and it’s cute like a man because you’re standing still.”
The dagger under the troservants spread is a corrupted constellation that has not yet been noticed.
Of course, there is a high possibility that it will only end with point damage if you stab it with a dagger, but I did not want to end the story without being ignored.
I liked the lithe gesture of relentlessly extorting semen, but the emotional remnants accumulated in my chest didn’t disappear from the condescending tone and disgusting glances.
“It’s dangerous.”
“…Well?”
‘Did you catch this?’
Just as she wiggles her fingers and reaches for her pants, the hypnotized avatar who has been standing at the cabin door all this time opens her mouth.
At the same time, she spurns her seat and rushes at her. Thinking she was running towards me, she hurriedly grabbed her dagger with her pants, but I wasn’t the target of her incarnation of her.
She set her target on a fallen constellation that began scratching my chest with her claws from above me.
“Is it big…?”
“Huh, what, what?!”
The brainwashed incarnation jumps in and forcibly grabs and leads the fallen constellation that gently turned its hips on top of me like lifting a doll.
The moment the fallen constellation, which had unexpectedly scratched the inside of the vagina on the glans, groaned and glared at the hypnotized incarnation—
“Whoa, I found you, rat.”
――The cabin is frozen.
Women who are wearing pants break the doors and windows of the cabin to enter.
A black uniform, white shirt and black tie with large sunglasses covering the face. When women of similar build entered the cabin surrounded by unified movements and unified clothes, they looked like cloned human agents from The Matrix.
Broken windows and scattered pieces of glass freeze and are fixed like works of art, and women who completely block the escape route by building a wall with their bodies in uniform.
In front of the Corrupted Constellation, surrounded by a wall of crowds and looking around, someone enters through the shattered cabin door.
A white-haired woman wearing the same outfit as the people who had already entered, but without sunglasses.
“I was stuck for 100 years, right? Until I grow old. You fucking bitch.
It was the first time I saw her face her, but I knew it instinctively.
That’s a young Svetlana.
