Hero Defeated by Evil 647

Chapter 647 – #5.5-2 Irresistible, Humiliating, Playful Sex (Spade – Submission, Disciplined Sex) (2)

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A lot of spades were gone.

But no matter how far away her third-rate pussy was, No. 13’s relentless discipline continued.

I’m going to have to…

“Ah… Hmm… ♡ Don’t… Lick, lick, ear hole… Stop it… ♡”

“Ahi Iik ♡♡ Okay, Clido… Don’t bother me… Please don’t bother me… If you do that… Me… ♡♡”

Now Spade is being held back by No. 13 and is still being pounded on his waist.

At the same time, No. 13 is licking Spade’s ear hole with her tongue and teasing her clit with one of her hands.

I love the way her tight waist twitches and trembles every time I gently caress the sensitive peas with my hands.

Moreover, it feels good to have my pussy squirming and tightening, perhaps because I’m nervous from the pleasure…

Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak… !!

Yes… Oh… Stop… Stop… Ah… ♡♡

As No. 13’s piston vagina surged upward from underneath her, Spade supported her body with her tiptoes and trembled from the pleasure of that throbbing hole.
It goes away. She goes away again.
Every time the dick is thrust in and out, it feels like something is blooming in my head, and I can’t stand the strangeness and creepiness.

She feels herself changing more and more, and she finds it scary…

“Spade, spade. Spade’s pussy feels perfect.”

“This posture is okay. Spade’s lovely ass. I can see her entire back hole…”

“You can see the dick going in and out of the pussy, and the spade’s love juice foaming up and coming out, very clearly.”

Number 13 lay down on her back, this time holding Spade’s buttocks with her hands and making him move up and down her waist.
A spade that is handled in the hand like an onahole and swallows No. 13’s dick and then spits it out.

The best feeling is that every time the cock is pulled out, her pussy is pulled out as well.

‘Ah, ah… ♡♡ Me, completely… Like this man’s Onahole… ♡♡’

‘Huh… But my body moves as it pleases… What No. 13 wants to do is conveyed beyond his hands holding his hips… ♡’

‘I don’t like this, but my body moves on its own… My breathing has become difficult… ♡’

In this way, Spade, who was being eaten with his butt exposed for a while, soon disappeared again.

No. 13, who was enjoying that onahole pussy a few more times while grabbing her ass as she left, this time laid the spade on its side again and started pistoning.

Yes… Like… Hehe… Ahhh…

Spade sighs at the pleasure of being stabbed differently than before, and being pressed harder than before when her legs were spread.
No. 13: I also feel satisfied in many ways with Spade’s pussy tightening by pressing the cock more thoroughly.

I’m crying… I’m crying… I’m crying… Byul… !

Before long, No. 13 was inside Spade’s pussy, which was going up and down to its heart’s content… It started to ejaculate deep inside.

“Ugh… ♡♡ Lee, child number 13… ♡♡ Hehe… ♡♡”

Spade mutters indignantly, clutching the sheets of the mattress with her hands.
However, contrary to that statement, her face was completely melted with joy.

13 knows very well how much she loves her sex and how much she loves her own cock.
Even if you try not to admit it out of stubbornness, you end up making an expression like this… There is no use in showing such a dismissive attitude…

‘Ah, ah… Inside, I feel it… Baby No. 13… Pavilion No. 13… ♡♡’

‘With such beastly semen… I feel happy… My pussy was happy… ♡♡’

‘I don’t have an answer… Filled with semen, give in… ♡♡’

“Spade, you still have a long way to go? Anyway, Spade, you don’t have any plans after this, right? I also think it will take a while for Apple to finish their work, so let’s have fun in the meantime, shall we?”

Ugh… Ugh…

Number 13 says that while touching Spade’s sensitive nipples with his hands.

Spade was still unable to refute or resist, and offered his body and hole as No. 13 desired…

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Spade has a deep connection with Villain No. 13.

I already mentioned the details about it a little while ago, so I will skip it for now.

Anyway.

As a result, Spade inevitably became entangled with No. 13.

The motive was clearly for the 7th Division.

But at the same time, it was also because he felt an instinctive sense of duty to kill No. 13, whom he considered his rival, with his own hands.

I know that my current situation is inferior in many ways.

Honestly, no matter how I look at it, I don’t think I can win.

I’m confident when it comes to using my body (I don’t mean in a sexual sense… Not that I’m not at all), but when it comes to making plans and using my brain, I’m only slightly better than average (in my opinion).

On the other hand, No. 13’s side is staffed by highly resourceful people such as his staff and Apple, and in addition, Dorothy with outstanding technology and Boss Violet, a charismatic leader, are also on his side.

Even if I wanted to consult about this, there is no one to talk to now that everyone in the 7th division except her has fallen into the hands of No. 13.

Of course, there are people who can help or lend wisdom…

‘I’ve known for a long time that I’m outnumbered.’

‘… ‘Is it better to mentally prepare?’

Although he is trying hard to come.

However, Spade is not a fool who just runs the desired circuit without any countermeasures.

Even if you try to convince yourself that if you don’t give up, an opportunity will come someday, the realm of reason in your head tries to appeal to you, saying that it’s realistically difficult.

… Really, it’s not easy.

―At least one more person.

―If only one more person regained their senses…

Although that is truly a baseless wish.

Still, as expected, I end up wishing for something like that.

… Done… There would be no meaning or use to such a meaningless assumption…

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“Ugh… That child… Today too, I did it my way…”

Spade is staggering down the hallway, trying to get back to his room.

A little while ago, Spade was raped by No. 13 in the lounge area at the end of the hallway.

By the time I had been ejaculated into a hole like that, my face and other parts of my body were completely stained with the white turbid fluid or body fluids of No. 13.

No. 13 received a call from someone and left, saying he was sufficiently satisfied.

Next time, he said something that seemed like a mockery, telling him to be more fawning and gentle.

He was truly an unlucky man to the end.

I feel so angry and heated by the dislike that I want to beat myself up a lot for occasionally giving a heart-throb to such a man.

I don’t know when, but it’s to the point where I regret having feelings for that man, even for a moment, like ■■ or favor.

“Eww… Really, I just ran out of tissues…”

Spade stumbles forward, holding his clothes in his arms and leaning against the wall due to the heat of his body that has not yet subsided.

Between her legs, a mixture of No. 13’s semen and her own bodily fluids is dripping down.

It’s embarrassing and uncomfortable to see traces of those bodily fluids leaving more and more traces on the floor of the hallway.

Occasionally, I would reach out to my groin and try to catch the fluid, but even then I couldn’t stop it all, and it didn’t seem to be of much use.

Let’s quickly go back to the room, wash his body quickly, get dressed, and then clean up… Thinking like that, I quicken my unsteady steps.

Suddenly, at the end of the hallway, someone appeared.

“… Club?”

“Senior Spade, I was waiting. Thank you for your hard work.”

Unlike when we left the lounge a little while ago, the club member was now dressed in his usual light t-shirt and dolphin pants.

She should have gone back to her room first, why are you here… ?

The club came closer to her puzzled spade, and she took her clothes and supported her body.

“Uh, uh… ? Club, I’m asking a lot of questions right now… If this happens, the club becomes dirty…”

“Are you okay. “I have more to say than that, so let’s go in, senior.”

Club went into her room with Spade, not caring about getting his own body and clothes dirty.

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Shootaaaaa—

Inside the shower booth.

After returning to her room, Spade went straight into the bathroom and washed her body with the club’s suggestion.
The club seemed to want to talk about something, but it was a happy thing for Spade because they were reluctant to talk as they felt uncomfortable.

So, I went into the booth and took a shower.

Outside the booth with the spade inside, Club, who also entered the bathroom, is sitting with his back against the booth.

“Here, you don’t have to worry about wiretapping. “There are cameras and wiretaps installed here and there in the room.”

“This is really too much, man. Have we given up on the ethical notion of protecting the privacy of a virgin in her prime? A man like that should put a firecracker up his ass and set it off.”

“It’s fucking SHIT. Really.”

A club where people lean against the shower booth and speak as if they are lamenting.

It sounded like he was talking to himself, but it also sounded like he was trying to comfort Spade, and more than anything, it sounded like he wanted to convey a different message.

Spade was both puzzled and shocked.

Of course, the club’s words and actions… Like…

“… Club, can I ask you something?”

“Please ask me anything, senior.”

Spade cautiously asks the club still leaning against the booth.

“Club–that guy to you… “What kind of person does No. 13 look like?”

Spade asked carefully.

Club looked back at Spade and answered with her sarcastic smile.

“A trashy villain.”

“The enemy of women.”

“And
 As heroes, the opponent we must defeat… It is.
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