Chapter 52 – End of the Date
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Oops, laugh, black, ugh
I don’t know if it’s crying or groaning, but the stage is repeatedly echoed. Sophia’s body shakes. Regardless of Sophia’s arms and legs struggling, Sophia’s body only swayed up and down whenever Carl’s hand that gripped Sophia’s waist swayed up and down.
The sound of slaps and creaks resonated resoundingly.
Aha, aha, haha, uhh
Sophia’s quick breathing was obscene. Carl Leben grabbed Sophia and shook her. His glans dug into Sofia’s vagina, and his cock, like a hot pillar of fire, filled Sofia’s insides. Sophia was slammed from top to bottom, and was thrown horizontally in the air without a backrest and moved back and forth.
At such times, Sophia strained her stomach for a while at first, then trembled and limp at the pleasant sensation.
Carl, who had been using Sophia’s cunt, sat Sofia back in the chair. He wet her chair with the juices dripping from Sophia’s cunt. Sophia looked up at her sword with her frantic face in her panting breath. “Why, ah, uh… “
Sophia tried to cover her face in her shame. But since she had no hands, she had to raise her arms to cover her face, and Sophia pushed her breasts out. Her Sofia’s heart thumped. Carl touched Sophia’s breasts as she tried to hide her face. “What were you trying to say?” Carl’s laughing voice pierced Sofia’s ears. “Why stop, did you mean to say that?” Carl said he knew everything.
“Sophia. The leash hanging around your neck.”
“Yes… “
“I will take it home. I want to play another game later.”
“… “
“Good?”
Carl got down on one knee in front of Sophia. Sophia sat naked in the chair in front of Carl, so Sophia’s cunt was in full view. Carl grabbed Sofia’s thigh with his hand. Embarrassed, Sophia tried to push away her knife. Carl placed his hand on Sofia’s cunt. He opened the cunt mound with his hand, revealing the wet entrance. It was pink.
It’s funny how it swells right after it’s been inserted.
“I love you, Sophia.”
“Why, why are you saying that at a time like this?”
“Because I Love You?”
“Don’t lie! Just now!”
“It’s not a lie.”
Sophia’s tears fell on Carl’s head. As Sophia’s body disintegrated, the knife fell upon her. Carl laughed as if in trouble.
Sophia couldn’t understand at all. I could tell that Carl’s heart was real. It was because he had counted on his hand the number of times Carl had ever put the words he loved on his lips. He hadn’t even once said that he loved anyone other than Sophia. At least in terms of Sophia’s knowledge.
That’s why Carl couldn’t understand more. He said he loved me, liked me, loved me, but I couldn’t understand why he was tormenting me so harshly. Do you really have this kind of sexual orientation? – If that’s really the case, what should I do?
Hurb.
As Sophia was thinking about those wild thoughts, she felt an unfamiliar tickling sensation on Sophia’s cunt. “Knife?” Carl’s head came between Sophia’s crotch. Carl’s tongue touched her pussy. Sophia’s cheeks turned red. “Oh, uh, don’t do that, Carl. Wait for a sec! Dirty there… “
“It’s exciting.”
“Ugh… ”
“It smells a little bit like a must.”
“… Carl did too, right?”
“I like Sophia.”
“… “
Carl’s tongue licked Sofia’s entrance. I could feel Sophia’s body tremble. Carl’s hand ran across Sophia’s thigh. He held Sophia’s waist with one hand. Carl buried his face in Sophia’s cunt and took a deep breath. Sophia’s fluffy pubic hairs landed on her face. She didn’t grow much.
“Don’t smell it!”
Sophia said with tears in her eyes. She seemed to have forgotten everything she’d been through so far, as she twisted her body to and fro, simply feeling the movement of her tongue tickling her cunt. “Sofia feels like a mess even if she sucks a little bit.” Carl’s tongue slowly climbed up Sophia’s body. From her pussy to her stomach, from her belly to her stomach, from her stomach to her breasts.
The tongue caressing her cunt licked her body, turning into a deep kiss when her lips touched her breasts. Carl’s mouth bit into his chest. He scratched her nipples with his teeth and licked them with his tongue to cool them down. Sophia, over and over again, couldn’t control her burning body, and let out her swearing with Carl’s gestures and tongue movements. “Ah-! Hehe-! Whoa, whoa, whoa!”
Sophia looked at her sword with her anxious eyes. “Please, do what you did earlier.” It was a story about begging. “Carl, please, Carl.” The knife slowly moved away. Sophia’s body heated up. Sophia was on the verge of going mad by now. Sophia, unable to control the heat that filled her body, approached Carl, as if she had drunk her aphrodisiac or was in heat.
Carl took a step back, so Sophia, who was approaching Carl, rolled off her chair. Carl could have accepted it, but he didn’t. The knife took one more step back. Sofia ran after her knife. She wrapped Carl’s leg around her, trying to block her path.
“Knife, knife, don’t go. Me, me, me Ah really!”
An anxious cry. Whining voice. Tears in the eyes. Carl smiled broadly at Sofia’s appearance. It was funny. She said that this woman had closed her eyes in the cathedral and sang her hymns and preached in a clear voice. She lectured on abstaining from sexual desire and forgiving her offenders.
“Sophia. Will you forgive me?”
“Anything, anything, I will forgive you. I will, so please!”
Carl had an impulsive side from before. Carl grabbed Sophia’s armpit and lifted her up. He spread kisses all over Sophia’s face. Sophia smiled, feeling good even as her face was covered in knife spittle. “So Carl, tell me… Whoops.” Her knife fingers rose, tickling Sophia’s back.
“What have you done to me, Carl?”
“Well? Could it be the power of love?”
“I love you Carl.”
Sophia is cradled in her sword’s arms. She supports her waist with one hand and leans Sophia’s torso back behind her. Sophia stared at her sword with her back bent. Carl was looking down at Sophia. “Take it.” Carl salivated. Sophia opened her mouth and stung her sword.
“Chew and swallow.”
Sophia silently followed her knife’s instructions. She felt like her head was blank for some time. I mean, since she was raped by Carl. I mean, when was that? When did you get raped by Carl? Was he raped? I don’t know. I just wanted to eat Carl’s cock. I wanted to get stuck in Carl’s cock.
“You are a naughty bitch. Right?”
“Knife, knife, put it in. Yes. This quickly Because I’m a lewd year. Therefore. Please.”
“A lewd bitch must be punished. Right?”
“Tremble… “
A bucket full of pig blood. Carl walked beside him.
“It’s time to wake up, Sophia.”
“Yes? Ah?”
Carl dipped Sophia in a bucket. Pig’s blood clung to Sophia’s body. ‘Just right.’ I thought I could hear the snapping of my fingers. I hear people talking With the body soaked in pig blood, the seats in the theater were full. Sophia stood naked in front of them.
“No no! Knife! Knife! Where is the knife!”
“Here it is.”
“Those people, what are those people!”
“Can you see the people?”
“I am naked. Why… ! Knife. Take me out, please!”
“Why? I’m embarrassed?”
“Yes? Of course Carl. Weird. Why don’t you notice such an obvious fact?”
“But Sofia.”
Carl threw Sophia to the ground. Sophia, who was frowning in pain, pushed his cock right in front of her eyes.
“I’ll give it to you only when those people are watching.”
The magic of Maya. There’s no way Sophia could have noticed that right away. The pig blood on Sophia’s body was affected by Maya’s spell. Sophia’s body quickly heated up and became more open to her pleasures as a result.
However, if you drag it out for a long time, Sophia will eventually notice that something is wrong.
“Ah… “
Sophia looks at her sword’s cock. She swallowed her saliva. Open her mouth slightly Her saliva dripped into a skein of thread. “That’s it,” Sophia hesitated. She looks around. It is a space with no one, but in Sophia’s eyes, it must be a space full of people. “Me… Like this, in a crowded place.” Sophia looked at her knife.
“I don’t know if you don’t tell me, Sophia.”
“Fuck me, fuck me.”
Sophia’s tears run down her cheeks.
“Instead, hug her tight so you don’t see people’s expressions.”
“Sophia. Aren’t you in a position to meet conditions?”
“Then do you just throw it away? If you say you love me, can’t you even do that much?”
“Haha.”
Carl kindly laid the cloak on the floor and placed the bloody Sophia on it. Normal sex followed. The sex continued for a long time, with Carl’s cock digging slowly into Sophia’s cunt, and Sophia screaming and twisting her body around as her waist moved.
Sophia looked at her cum all over her tummy, her darling. Her cunt was dripping with her cum as she gurgled.
“I love you, Sophia.”
“Me too, Carl.”
It was after enjoying the absurdly strange play, but the words whispered in each other’s ears were sweet. “I like you more than anything in the world, Carl.” “Really?” “Yes.” Sophia said dreamily.
That was all I had to do. Sofia couldn’t exist if she didn’t like Carl. Tears flowed from Sophia’s eyes. Maybe it’s the tears that flow from happiness. However, Sophia.
As Carl lay down, he placed Sophia’s head on his prick. Sophia, with her slight hesitation, began to clean up with her ponytails. Carl didn’t clean the semen from her belly, so even while she was trying to do some fellatio while rubbing her face against Carl’s cock, the semen on Sophia’s body slowly flowed down to her floor. Fell.
Sophia smells the smell that stings the tip of her nose and she thinks:
The person I raped the other day also seemed to like it while having semen on his belly.
Okay. Must be an illusion
*
The date with Sophia is over.
But when she returned to her house, she found Arya lying on her face naked and begging for her life. I’m sorry, forgive me, I beg you to let me live just once – she repeats these words.
Sophia’s cold, salty eyes somehow hurt.
