Chapter 42 – Scarpy’s Plot to Get Into Orbit – 2
He grabbed Sylvia’s slender legs and pulled her to the bottom of the bed. It was so slippery that her legs, whose thighs were thinner than his forearms, were quickly pulled all the way by the brawn of her man. Sylvia had only her upper body draped over the bed and her lower body was drooping.
“Crane!”
Sylvia let out a shallow moan. She felt uneasy about what was about to happen, but there was no way for her to ascertain her situation as her semen prevented her from even opening her eyes.
Meanwhile, Vito moved without hesitation. He lifted her woman’s slender legs and threw them over his shoulders, standing still, thrusting his penis into the gaping cunt hole.
“Oh!”
With an intense moan, Sylvia threw her back, and her semen flowed between her wide-open lips. Vito continued to squeeze her woman’s thighs tightly, moving her body back and forth with regularity, each time his huge cock whipped around Sylvia’s cunt, spraying her juices in all directions.
At the same time, the woman’s body moved along with her man’s movements. Her naked body, hot as a ball of fire, twisted around, and her breasts and hips rippled like waves. A breathless scream resounded, and her semen flowed ceaselessly into her pretty lips.
Sylvia said that she was very disgusted with herself. Being the crown princess of the Han Dynasty is a noble position, but being raped by a lowly black masseuse is a terrible situation that I don’t want to imagine. Couldn’t She especially hated the semen that flowed into her mouth every time she screamed, opening her mouth wide and leaving her room. She had already received and drank her man’s excrement hundreds of times, but rationally she couldn’t quite confirm it.
But she always had her reason and her bodily instincts tamed by Cesare, especially her innate lascivious nature, and Sylvia, who added the narcotic aura of her Scarf, would take her manly touch. Instinct used to triumph over reason.
Sylvia, whose mind had become white and empty before she knew it, could no longer think of anything and began to move only by her instincts. She excitedly rocked her exquisitely curvy body in time with her man’s movements, and drank deliciously at the pouring semen as she let out a distraught scream. Perhaps because her eyes were closed, the sensation of the cock pushing hard into her body as it rubbed against her own cunt became even more sensitive.
Her love juice gushed out and soaked her bed and floor, and the capillaries in her body were enveloped in the heat as if they were about to burst.
On the other hand, Vito also felt a crushing pleasure from stimulating her own penis as her woman’s cunt chugged like a live fish. After all, her Sylvia’s body was an amazing machine. She was a beauty in that naked body, but her tightness and skillful shaking of that penis as she sucked it would put her man to the pinnacle of her pleasure in an instant. Even though she is the owner of her extraordinary stamina, if she hadn’t taken out her semen once before, she would probably not have escaped her premature ejaculation.
Vito, who was attacking her female body with his own club with such great regularity, dropped one of her slender legs that had been slung over her shoulder, and took her other leg with both of her hands. Caught by She then began to push even harder, using her anti-resilience as she pulled those long legs towards herself, using her long legs as her pillars.
Sylvia almost fell asleep in her shock. Arching her waist, she twisted her whole body, screaming so loud that even a cheap whore would blush. The feel of her penis, literally lodged in her cunt all the way, turned her brain cells into a mush.
“Kkeukkeukkeu, cool, very cool… Kyakyakak…”
Scarpy smiled as if she would die for joy as she watched the reflection in her crystal ball from her own basement room. Saliva flowed from her wide mouth and fell to the floor.
In that crystal ball, the scene of Sylvia and Vito’s naked sex was reflected as it was. The wedding ring he gave back to her Sylvia put her enchantment on her, and the ring played real-time through Scarpy’s crystal ball a video of herself and her surroundings. Because it’s a wedding ring, there’s no way you can’t leave it out when you’re sleeping, when you’re doing errands, or even when you’re cuddling with Vito and rolling lewdly.
And it was supreme pleasure for Scappy, who, being a sex-cripple, became the more perverted and indulged her voyeurism. The scene in which Sylvia, the most beautiful woman of the Pent Empire, whom he longed for and wanted to destroy, was mercilessly raped by Vito, the black masseuse he had chosen, satisfies his sadism to the limit.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s going well. Now, just a little bit more, a little bit more, and my plan will be on track.”
There was a strange heat floating in Scarpy’s eyes as she nodded her head over and over again.
Somehow, two months had passed since Vito became the exclusive masseuse of the crown prince’s palace. In the meantime, Sylvia did all the things she had to do externally as the Crown Princess, such as meeting people, participating in events, and going to balls and picnics. But even so, whenever she had time, she would entangle with Vito and swim in the swamp of her pleasure. She was already in a state where she couldn’t bear to do it five or six times a day. Vito, who boasted of her great body and indefatigable stamina, was able to hold on, and if she were her normal man, she would have already sucked her soul into her.
Also, since Sylvia’s partner was Vito, she was able to satisfy her lust for him while not attacking any man around her, so she was able to protect her face as the crown princess to some extent. Could In that sense, the two could be said to have a good symbiotic relationship.
But that symbiotic relationship soon began to crack. Unlike Sylvia, who had to play the cold and arrogant crown princess while hiding her own lewd sex and her surging lust from others as much as possible, Vito had nothing to hide or hide. The difference eventually led to a master-servant relationship, and her demands on his man’s wife only grew.
When she was alone, she always had to take off all her clothes and be naked herself, and she herself had to caress Vito’s body with great care. She gave her black slave a service that her husband did not as she sat beside him on her knees, stroking her hand and licking her tongue. Not only that, but she also gave oral sex in her moving carriage, in a hallway of the palace, where people came and went, and in the waiting room where no one knew who would come in at any time.
Then one day, a catastrophe came to Sylvia, who gradually lost her pride and became dependent on her pleasure.
