Picked Up a Mask That Converts Any Woman Into a Brainwashed Creature. 169

Chapter 169 – I Tried Making Coffee

A fascinating body that rises immediately when you place yourself on the bed and pillow.
As expected, Er, with a fierce look on his face, is holding his cock and adjusting the angle with his waist.
Beyond her annoyance, she opened her mouth, rubbing her pussy with her glans without any emotion.

“I was worried that it would be awkward because it was my first time touching a dick.
“If you just follow the knowledge that has been drilled into your head through sainthood and brainwashing, there won’t be any problems.”

“Okay, then…”

We reached the end of the narrow hole, which was fully prepared and muddy.
Just as I was about to signal the start by tasting the firm and soft texture.

“Yes, let’s start the sex process.”

Er started moving long before her.

The ability to act directly to achieve your newly given life goals.
The tentacles that came out of her pussy tightly bound my cock,
With the force of pulling the tentacle, he immediately lowered her waist.

Pop! A woman’s purity torn apart with a tremendous sound.

Error tore off the hard meat that had been pushing away even her fingers.
The blood flowing from the joint between me and Er can be seen at a glance.

Even though she is in great pain, Er is quietly stroking her lower abdomen without frowning even once.

“…Is it because it hurts?”

“It’s amazing that this body, even though it hurts a little, feels more pleasure than pain.
Her body is so happy to be penetrated by her master’s cock that her body doesn’t listen.
“I can’t feel anything, but my uterus and vagina seem to be trying to run wild…”

“Running wild, what do you mean… Ugh?!”

It was a brief moment of questioning Er’s meaningful words.

As soon as her eyes caught Er’s lower abdomen, which was twitching briefly and irregularly,
Her tentacles wrapped around his cock wriggled grotesquely and she began to spin.
Before I knew it, the protruding protrusions inside my vagina were rubbing my dick mercilessly,
The uterine bulb bites the dick and sucks it, as if drinking milk, urging semen.

A saintly woman’s cum hole pouring all kinds of stimulation into me in a short period of 3 seconds.
Despite her name as a lustless saint and a flawed being, Er’s pussy was the best.

“… The feeling of sparkling and bouncing before her eyes, this is the climax… It’s the feeling that tells you it’s gone.
It was an incredible pleasure that other saints would fall for. I didn’t feel it, but…”

“Sssss though though…!!”

“…It looks like the master is enjoying it too. So, like this…”

Er slowly and gently pulled out the dick that was deeply embedded in her womb.

The cool air outside touches the cock that is hot from the heat inside.
The tickling pleasure of slowly passing through the entrance and slippery pussy lips.
She clenches her fists, moaning from the pleasure that melts her brain like ice cream.

I clenched my teeth and resisted the feeling as if I was being forcefully sucked out semen.
But when Er, who was just quietly looking down at me, lifted her waist completely,
When only her glans was barely hanging inside her pussy, she lowered her waist.

Tzu-geo-eok!!

With a speed that was incomparable to when she pulled it out, she swallowed her dick in one go.

In an instant, the tentacle wrapped around her cock fiercely,
The semen that was forcefully pulled up came out of the urethra without my knowledge.

“Oh, you ejaculated.”

“Khaaaaat?! Ugh…!!”

“The feeling of semen welling up under my belly button definitely feels good.
This is the reason for the lives of saints… Ah, the vagina is going wild again.”

Er’s pussy is running wild like an angry bull as it sucks out the semen.
The vaginal wall, which is full of bumpy brush-like protrusions, is brought into close contact with the dick.
I repeat tightening and loosening appropriately while rubbing thoroughly.

This is so fucking good that semen is flowing out like urine.

Er’s uterus continued to drink the semen as it swelled to the point of making her plump.
The heat from the surging sperm just keeps squeezing and squeezing the climax without stopping.
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“Now, stop…!”

“Are you stopping? I understand.”

The cycle of climax that was endlessly repeated between Er and me.
With a barely uttered command while suppressing her moans, he cut off the endless bondage.

Unlike her body fluttering violently, Er’s expression appears calm.

The lustless saint moved to carry out the command overlaid on top of the command to dispose of sex.
Er, expressionless, puts both hands on my chest and grabs her waist as she shakes.
The cock that protruded out was covered in mucus, emitting the sound of air and mucus passing by.

The cold air touching her heated cock made her sigh in relief.
What happened to this hole? She thought she was going to die as a result of being plucked out without a move.

When she first came into contact with her being as a saint, she experienced a shock similar to the first time she had sex with older sister Hye-mi.

If I had to compare it, she felt just as good as when I did it with my sister Hye-mi, who is a great saint.

“…I never thought you would pour this much, but it looks like my pussy was put to good use.
“The master’s sperm is also very thick and thick, so it remains inside.”

It’s a cross between the sage time I’ve experienced for the first time in a very long time and the pleasure left in my body.
Er approached me as I was taking deep breaths while cooling down my overheated body.

She spread her legs and lifted her waist, showing me her wide open pussy.

The jade-colored mucous membrane that was so tightly closed until just now that it was invisible,
The entrance, which was violently prodded and bulging with all kinds of mucus,
It showed a pussy filled with semen so thick that its shape was visible.

If you show me something like this…

“You’re erect again. Are you going to continue using me?”

A body covered in sweat and mucus, trembling with pleasure,
On the contrary, his face is cold and expressionless from before.

The jade-colored and purple eyes that quietly capture me are fascinating.

“…”

Without saying a word, he gets up, snatches Er’s small body, and places it on the bed.
This time I look down at her and insert it into her cum-filled pussy.

As expected, the pussy that goes away easily as soon as it is put in and the quiet er.

I think it’s okay because I take the initiative and control the pace at my own pace.
It’s still a pleasant hole that feels like you’ll cum the moment you let your guard down.
Anyway, I managed to catch my breath between the relaxation and excitement I had managed to find.

And then he begins the second round by gently pushing her back.

“…”

Crunch, flinch… Clunk!

Is it because of the training that Erga did while she was in the mask? Her body trembles at the slightest movement.
He became sensitive as if he had been pickled by her saintly scent, and when he fucked her two or three times, she quickly went away.

Although her body enjoys the highest glory and pleasure that can be achieved as a saint,
In fact, she grabs Er’s chin and grabs him, who doesn’t seem to be feeling anything.

“…Open your mouth, stick out your tongue, I’m going to kiss you.”

“Yes, do whatever you want. Bye…”

Er opens her mouth without resistance with a helpless answer.

She begins the exchange of her saliva by first accepting her tongue as it meets her.
The tentacle mucosa becomes more sticky as you kiss.

As expected, I feel like my body is feeling well.
Er, entwining her tongue with mine, is still unresponsive.

Er, who can speak and move clearly, is different from Hana, who had her soul incinerated.
But it seems like I just incinerated my desires, so why did Er become like this?
Since this was something that even her party, Er, didn’t know, all I could do was guess.

Is it because the desires that all humans have are greater to Er?
Since she can’t hope for anything, she can’t express her will, and because of that, her emotions are ruined.

I think we can guess like this.

She didn’t mean to get this far.

For her, Er’s burning away her desires was a punishment that went beyond the incineration of her soul.

I wonder if I would have ended up like this if I had accepted her as a vessel of her desires.
Her will and emotions disappear and she laughs as she looks at Er, who has completely become my doll.

“…Why are you doing this all of a sudden? If you feel like you’re going to ejaculate, feel free…”

“No, that’s not it. I was wondering how you’re feeling right now.”

“… She’s going away every time my master’s cock presses against her womb.
It feels so good, it’s natural for your pussy to go crazy with pleasure.”

“But your expression hasn’t changed at all since a while ago. Do you know that?”

“Huh? Oh, I see. I wonder if something went wrong with her desire being incinerated…
Well, it’s okay because there’s no problem with serving the master.
“I’m sorry if you wanted me to react by crying awkwardly, but I don’t know what to do.”

“It’s okay, your reaction right now is refreshing enough.”

“Okay.”

Perhaps thanks to his naturally good brain, he immediately understood the ‘exhilaration’ I was talking about.
She nods and rolls her eyes down, looking at me and her union.

Then she raised her head again and lifted both her legs up to make it comfortable for me to fuck her.

“I am a cum toilet bitch who dared to rebel against your world.
The ugly desire that took away and used the precious things of the master is no more,
The remaining body became a pussy exclusively for the Master. Now, please feel free to use it.”

“…”

Er, a saintess born at the same time as Erdanis’ death.
Her er, introducing her rewritten existence to her own master.
For robbing me of my friends and family, for putting everyone in danger,
Her Er, trying to pay for her own sins with her body and ugliness in exchange for her missing emotions.

When she came to her senses, I saw that I was already slamming everything inside her.
Desire and anger, resentment and sadness, joy and happiness that have increased to the point of overflowing.
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She quickly thrusts into her waist and pinches her Er’s nipples.

Breast milk gushing out as her waist curves along her pulled nipples.
As she continues to pump her milk, she bites her other nipple and drinks her saint’s milk.

If you suck on a hard nipple and chew it with your teeth,
The vagina that was crushing on the dick started to bounce up.
Er’s body is reaching climax while vigorously squeezing his balls.

The ejaculation movement inside the vagina that is tightening, the semen rising.
I gave a mouthful of breast milk to Er with a kiss and ejaculated.

“Nungchueup…Gulp, gulp…”

Er drinks quietly even though she knows that what I gave her is her breast milk.

The body must have been excited by that feeling of immorality, so it stiffens its muscles and spreads its legs.
I was reaching the most intense and exhilarating climax I had ever experienced.

“Puhaaa… My breast milk and my master’s semen are sweet and delicious…
“It felt so good I almost lost consciousness, yoot—”

I grabbed Er’s clitoris while she was speaking and pulled it hard.
As soon as the cock is pulled out of the tight and stretched pussy, a tide spurts out.

Sigh, hot and obscene water splashing down and reaching my stomach.

Er, who raised his voice for the first time with a disheveled expression, was blinking like a broken machine.

“What was it? Pleasure wasn’t something I couldn’t reach…”

“Even if you lost your emotions and desires, your body still went away, right?
If your body feels pleasure, it can somehow break you down.
What do you think? “If your brain burns with pleasure without you even realizing it, you die.”

“Yes, if that’s what the master wants, then I’m fine with it.”

Is it okay if I die because my brain is damaged by pleasure?

When I smiled and twisted the clit I was holding with my fingers, I asked,
Er responded with a sigh, her lips quivering slightly.

There is a possibility because she is a saint who will faint if you fuck her a lot.

Of course, I plan to play with Er’s body for the rest of her life.
She’s not really trying to kill you, but if you’re just going to harass her to the point where Boss Bok is…

I think it would be fun.

“Okay, then───”

She fucked Er crazy.

She fucked her pussy until her cum-filled belly was swollen like her pregnant body.
Drink the breast milk that gushes out like an inexhaustible spring until you are full,
She remodeled her tightly closed anus into a shape that would fit my cock and made it all alone.
She took the cock, covered in cum and cum, into her mouth and filled her stomach with it.

For hours or days on end, she continued to pour out all her desires on the woman before her.

“Huh oh oh oh oh oh?!───♡♡♡♡”

As a result of continuously fucking her day and night, Er’s face was disfigured and disfigured.
The sight of her moaning from the pleasure that exceeded the total amount that a saintly woman’s body could contain.

A pussy with tentacles that have slowed down due to exhaustion and are melting.
She said she couldn’t take any more and ejaculated once more into her womb, which was spitting out her semen.
Then she finally dropped her waist and fell down on the bed, a lustless saint.

A loose face covered in semen, tears, snot, and saliva.
Er collapsed, her sweat covering her matted hair.

Semen was pouring out from the wide open pussy and anus that had completely changed into my shape.

“Haha…”

I also collapsed and collapsed.

Because of the fatigue and the feeling that everything is really over.
I didn’t know if it was sweat or tears that were flowing, so I just smiled.
She sat down on the bed and laughed, leaving the empty Ona Scepter aside.

She cried and laughed all the time, so now she just blankly faced the lingering feeling of the end.

​”…Oh, that’s right.”

Then, one thing caught my eye.

The storybook that blocked Erdanis’ blow was placed on the desk.
As I entered the bedroom, I suddenly saw the book that was open on the desk.

The words you see when you get up from your seat and flip through the old paper.

‘Judgment to her saintly liar, may my another play for her last forever.’

An artist’s writing containing hatred toward Erdanis, I don’t know when it was written.
I pick up a pen on the desk, mark the bright red letters, and leave a reply.

‘I did it, I finished it.’

…Even if I write it in Korean, an artist will recognize it, right?

I put down the pen, quietly close the book, and smile quietly to myself.

Now I have to take Er with me and go out to reality.
Because there are many problems out there that need to be solved…

That time when she wiped her sweat-soaked hair and let out a deep sigh.

A strange yet fragrant smell wafted to the tip of her nose.
The door was already open, and the scent wafting from under the stairs.

It smelled like coffee.

I heard that there was someone else in the cabin besides me and Er, but strangely I wasn’t alert.
I felt familiar with someone brewing coffee in the kitchen below these stairs.

But this familiarity is not my feeling.

The emotions felt by the artist who lived in this cabin.
A coffee scent that exudes longing, affection, and love.

“…Smells good.”

I put on my pants and go down the stairs like the artist in the book I was reading did.

​As you come down to the first floor, the scent of coffee gets stronger and you can hear the sound of boiling water in the kettle.
When she turns her head toward the kitchen, she sees the back of a woman with jade-colored hair.

The woman the artist had a crush on, a witch.

No, in the true world, he is a pharmacist who was wrongfully killed by Erdanis while trying to save everyone.
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She also sensed my presence and looked behind her.
She smiled brightly and welcomed me, not the artist.

“Hello, I tried making coffee.”

A beauty that seems to have copied the appearance of the witch in the artist’s memory.
The burn that should have been covering the left side of her face has disappeared, making her beauty shine even more.
A young woman with attractive jade-colored and purple eyes.

“Moon, star.”

She was definitely a woman I knew.

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