Chapter 808 – Chapter 808 the War of the Heavenly Demon-26
“Ah…”
Sherrell, whose lips touched, got up in surprise and stepped back.
But her basement did not stop and drove her.
Hood gain.
Items on the desk spill out in a dizzying manner.
Having seated Cheryl on top of her desk, Jiha grabbed her by the leg and held her up.
“Sir, I don’t like…”
Cheryl made a weak noise and shrank. She doesn’t push underground, but drops her head and appeals.
Underground said plainly.
“It’s not that I don’t like it. What do you hate?”
“… I hate it now. Do not be like this.”
Sherrell ejaculated.
“I do when I want to… You might say, though.”
Jiha said calmly, but she did not let go of Syrel.
She holds her with one hand and caresses the thigh of the woman she is holding with her other hand.
“Hmm…”
Sherrel said awkwardly as the underground smelled her hair.
“… Me, I can smell a lot of sweat right now. Huh?”
“It doesn’t matter if you got wet to treat me.”
“I’ll wash up soon.”
When her basement wouldn’t let go, Syrel struggled to brighten her voice.
When a wild animal she has always been friendly with exposes her teeth, she realizes that it is a beast and rolls it as usual even though she is frightened.
Then I wondered if things would get better.
The basement spoke calmly.
“I don’t just want your body. Of course, it’s true that I wanted to do it, but…”
“…”
“If that’s all you know, you don’t have to do this.”
As Jiha said so, she slipped her hand into Cherelle’s skirt.
Flinch.
“Black…”
When the man’s hand touched a secret place, Shirel trembled and let out a tense breath.
The basement made her lift her legs higher and immediately pulled her panties down.
“Ah…”
Sherrel sighed as her underwear was removed in an instant. More than her underground was determined to do, she couldn’t resist.
She couldn’t put into words the feelings of anxiety, fear, and the future that were rising inside her.
Jiha lifted one of her legs again.
To put in easily.
“Aren’t you going to ask me why I’m being so violent all of a sudden?”
“…”
If Underground was going to take her Sirelle this way, she could.
She’d already spent the night with her with her consent, and made her stay by her side.
But tonight’s basement is rough.
Cheryl asked abruptly.
“… Are you anxious?”
“Any.”
It was a really honest inside, a part that underground would never show to others.
At that moment, Cheryl, without realizing it, hugged her underground.
A man who suddenly attacked recklessly like an angry beast, a gun that everyone feared but worshiped, but in Syrel’s eyes, he was just a blunt and tactless man.
For some reason, a man whose eyes keep going and I can’t leave him alone.
Iron gruck.
Ji-ha took her things out of her pants without hesitation. From the moment she made up her mind to take Sirell, she had some of her strength in it.
Insertion without foreplay.
“… Eww. Keugh. I’m sorry.”
Sherrel struggled as she let out a painful moan at the hard sensation pushing inside of her.
Her nights in her basement and before her were her first experiences, her heart pounding at the suddenness, but her body not reacting properly.
“Ah, haaaaa…”
Even so, he didn’t say that he was in pain, and he hugged the basement and breathed heavily.
“Whoa…”
The basement was also put in and did not move immediately.
He wanted to taste more of the pleasure as his penis tickled, but he hugged Cheryl tightly.
“Ha, ha, ha… “
Cirrel, impaled by objects in the basement, gasped and caught her breath.
The therapist’s breath sweetens little by little as she sits on her desk, wearing her robe, and accepts the man with only her panties down.
Then she gently stroked the head of the man who was burying his head in her own shoulder.
“… Are you okay.”
The moment those words came out, she pulled her waist out of the basement as she held her body tighter. As the woman’s skin rubs, intense pleasure rushes into her penis,
Above all, her mental satisfaction was greatly enhanced.
“Ugh, ugh…”
This female is hers, a feeling of conquest that she is a woman she can embrace at any time, and a sense of fulfillment as a man who understands her.
Considering that the woman’s skin was getting wet little by little, the basement shook slowly and deeply.
“Ahhh… Ah.”
She let out a gasp as she sighed with each deep thrust of hers. Underground whispered in her ear as she hugged her.
“As soon as it hits, it heats up right away.”
“Yes. Ha, uh…”
She didn’t know what to say, so Cheryl was embarrassed. Then the basement bit her ear with her lips.
“Oh, oh. Oh!”
Surprised, Cheryl twisted her head, but her subterranean lips that bit her ear didn’t come off.
She holds her waist with one arm and holds her thigh with the other, lifting her as she shakes her waist while sucking her ear vigorously with her lips.
Woo Woo Woo.
Every time Jiha pushes and pulls the waist, the tightening force grows stronger. Attempting to flee, Sirell eventually shrugged her shoulders and let out only her moans.
“Ah, ah…”
“Aren’t you going to answer me?”
The basement parted her lips and asked softly.
Sherrell just nodded her head while she didn’t know what to do.
Confirmation of her desire to dominate, her subterranean asked repeatedly as he hugged her contentedly.
“If you like it, say it like it.”
“…”
Sherrel said, her face flushed, and she couldn’t help it.
She is open-minded towards her underground, but that is because she always feels the distance as her friend, and as a man and woman of hers, she gets flustered.
“Ah, ha. Huh…”
A woman who always smiles brightly and behaves without hesitation becomes excited to see the sweet expression on her moaning face.
“I will not?”
“Yes. Hehe…”
Cheryl hesitated, then she gave her a slight nod. Then Jiha smiled contentedly and she pressed her lips against her forehead.
She comes down from her forehead to her nose and then to her lips.
Kissing, Cheryl hugged her subterranean neck tighter and thrust his tongue into her first. She started out forcefully at first, but now Sherrell was aggressively running.
It was to vaguely guess her inner thoughts and comfort her.
Now Jiha wasn’t anxious about the last fight.
I’m trying to get her mind right in front of the upcoming battle, the battle that will determine the direction of the world.
As part of her mind-set, she was checking back and checking inside her own territory.
So to brand her Sirelle, who was her somewhat ambiguous relationship, as her wholly her own.
“Whoa…”
She knew that Sirell knew him, but she didn’t care about the basement.
It started because she thought she would know, and she was satisfied that she knew.
“Ah, ha ha. Yes…”
Jiha moved her waist and slipped her hand into Sherrel’s suit.
Inside her tightly hidden top, her beautiful breasts wrapped in a bra come into her hand.
Fillet.
Her basement snapped the bra out of her clothes with her force and grabbed Sherrel’s breasts tightly.
“Ah, haha, haha…”
I could just take off my clothes, but I couldn’t afford to do that, so I was pushing her at random because of my desire.
Cheryl looked down at her upper body with a trembling gaze.
Every time the hem of her clothes crumpled violently, her breasts were squeezed with great force.
“Yeah, yeah…”
It hurts, but it’s sweet. When Syrel winced and shook her head, she kissed her on the forehead as if her subterranean had waited.
For some reason, it made me happy, and my heart melted.
When a woman raises her head and stares vaguely.
They kissed again and intertwined their tongues.
Iron, iron, iron.
All the while, the phallus was pushing violently between her wide open legs.
“Huh, huh…”
“Whoa…”
Her moans flowed between the lips of the man and woman and her tongues mingled. I want to feel each other a little more, so I close my eyes tightly and focus only on each other’s body.
Haha… Clothes, crumpled… Lose. Huh…”
Sherrell said in an afterthought tone, but she didn’t listen to the basement.
Suwook. Slam!
Shout out and push harder and faster.
A male who violently attacks a woman saying that it is okay to worry about her, and that she will not even open her mouth.
Syrel whispered in her subterranean ear, perplexed.
“Yeah, yeah, don’t run away. I’m not going…”
“…”
The moment the words fell, her basement grabbed her by the waist and made her serverless.
Jiha supported her hamstrings with one arm and inserted and pulled them out as she stood facing each other.
“Ah, haha. Ah…”
She was sitting and then suddenly standing on one leg, Sherrell was startled by the sensation that her entire body was floating as the soles of her feet trembled.
She pushed in at a more vertical angle now facing up if so far it had been coming up diagonally.
First of all, her posture is unstable, so she clings to the man without knowing what to do.
“Yeah, ugh…”
She massaged the ass of such a female, made her lift one of her legs, and throbbed and shook the basement at will.
Her deep pleasure continued to rise up her thighs as she scanned and tasted her tight, soft holes.
“Ha, ah. Ah…”
She struggled as Sherrell, standing on her one leg and in an unstable position, was at a loss for what to do.
Her body and brain melted into a muddy mess at her unstable posture, her violent rush of pleasure.
Every time her penis throbbed and slipped out, thick honey flowed down her thighs to the point where she could feel it herself.
“Ha. Huh… It’s okay, it’s okay.”
“…”
With the expression that something was fine, no, everything was fine, Syrel leaned against her basement and gasped.
That was the signal, and her underground movements, which silently cleared her flesh, became more intense.
“Ah, ha. Ah. It’s okay, it’s okay…”
Knowing that those words make a man feel comfortable and ease his mind, the woman said anxiously.
The more she did, the more her phallus swelled and became harder.
“AA AA AA. Yes… Great…”
Sherrel let out a choking sound as her more intense pleasure chugged up and down her back.
She would go crazy going up and down near the peak and repeating it.
Her entire body itches, making her hold the man even tighter.
“More, more. Yes… Ha, G, Underground… Ha ha… Ahhh. Aaaaa!”
“Mmm.”
Her basement shuddered just as the sweet panting heat deepened.
Beaurrrr
The white sperm pouring out of her standing position, Shirel shuddered at her hardened body from her pleasure.
Without her basement, she seemed to be about to collapse in front of her, and her basement hugged her more forcefully and ejaculated repeatedly.
Pew view view view!
Haha. Ah… Ah…”
Sherrel, her face flushed, was at a loss as she let out a frantic noise every time her basement ejaculated.
Jiha hugged her frail, struggling woman and repeated her breathing.
“It’s okay.”
“… Yes, ugh.”
Cheryl looked at her as she nodded.
She sensed with her body that this was a kind of confirmation that she was now, that it was a male confirmation that Syrel was his woman.
That’s why she was suddenly and rather forcefully pressed.
She is a male who wants to fight a very important fight, and she draws a line in case Syrel doesn’t worry about her future.
Jiha and Sirel had a somewhat ambiguous relationship that only her aides knew about, but it wasn’t anymore.
Underground informed Syrel about it.
“… Are you okay?”
Sirel asked as she stood facing her, accepting her underground.
When the underground asked with her eyes, she said with hesitation.
“… No, I was wondering if it would be okay to do it just once.”
“You want more?”
“…”
Cheryl nodded her head slightly.
“Until you feel better… You can do whatever you want.”
“…”
She is a woman who naturally makes sounds that excite men.
The basement granted her wish.
