Chapter 190 – #40 Mother-Daughter Rape, Daughter and Mother and the Warrior’s Pussy Sandwich (9)
Tzuyuuuuu… !
Tsubu tsubu tsubu tsubu tsubu
Twib Twib Twib Twib Twib Twib Twib…
Ah, ah… Yes, I’m sorry…
Whoa… Ah, ah, ha ha!
Earl Meln standing, and Emilia facing him in his arms.
With his arms draped over him, his lustful buttocks were exposed between his spread legs.
From Emilia’s cunt, which was being eaten and pierced by him in a so-called field sex position, obscene love juices splattered over and over again, soiling her floor.
Charlotte and Thearesia watching this scene are watching this scene while masturbating with their hands.
Sexually and lewdly, He looked with anticipation at Emilia, who, like them, would soon fall into Count Meln’s slave and tool.
Soon she too will become her colleague.
Even she, who is of noble status as a warrior and of her lineage who has received the divination of the sky, is likewise pickled in her pleasure and falls down the toilet.
That fact seemed to make them both happy more than anything else.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ugh… Big hog… Ah, ah… !
“Look, look, I think I’m going crazy… Sleep, sleep, I like it… ♥”
“Wrap it up, wrap it up, wrap it up, wrap it up… ♥”
Emilia sheds tears at her overflowing pleasure, and she pleads with the Count.
With her confession from a while ago, her reasoning was completely blown away, and after a while she might not even remember what she was saying herself.
Twit twit twit twit twit twit twit tumble tumble
Pang Pang Pang Pang Pang Pang!
While holding Emilia lightly with her unhuman strength, the count continued to move her waist and violate her cunt.
The sound of her vulgar flesh resounded as her waist moved back and forth and each time her cock was thrust into it.
Similarly, Emilia’s lascivious sexuality, which she found difficult to bear, vomited out loudly.
The count’s cock was heavy and long, and despite her awkward posture, it easily reached deep inside Emilia and stabbed her.
Occasionally, she watched Emilia’s reaction and changed her rhythm in a way she liked, constantly pushing her Emilia to her limits.
“Ahhhhh~~~~♥♥♥”
Emilia, who had become a very poor pussy, reached her climax right away on the count’s cock.
From the junction with her cock, her juices dripped like a flood, but the Count’s cock piston did not stop.
As her extremely sensitive and hot climax pussy was roughly poked, Emilia clenched her teeth, not knowing what to do.
She can’t stop the movement of the count, who has already caught fire…
‘Ah… This posture… Strange… !’
‘The shock of the cock… There are also things that are handed down as is…’
‘Above all, to the Count… I feel completely dominated…’
Since a posture is a posture, there are many aspects that inevitably depend on the power and body of the count than the previous posture.
Perhaps because of this, she feels that she is being controlled by the Count even more vividly than before.
Falling in love with her own body being soft and girly.
You realize more clearly that the count’s body is hard, strong and manly.
It’s a fact she already knows.
But now she feels it so clearly that it is bizarre.
Is it because of this position?
Or is it because of the announcement a while ago?
… I don’t know.
Chew-up Chu-oop Chu-oop Chew-woop♥
Chung chung chung chung chung chung chung chung chung chung chung chung Chureup Um… ♥♥
Still thrusting into the Count’s cock, Emilia stepped forward and begged him to kiss her.
The intense kiss, in which each other’s saliva is intertwined, increases the pleasure of sex more and more.
Breasts pressed against the count’s body. The erect nipples pressed against his body give birth to a sweet pleasure.
Pleasure.
Full of pleasure
『You can leave everything to me, Emilia.』
“Do not think about anything. You don’t have to think about anything else.”
『Do whatever you want.』
『Think about what the path to happiness is for you.』
These were the words that the Count had conveyed to Emilia several times as if persuading her during their sex.
You don’t have to think about anything.
You just have to indulge in pleasure.
Then everything will be comfortable.
He whispered to Emilia as if persuading him over and over again.
And right now, Emilia was in just such a state.
Give up everything, give up everything
A state in which she entrusts everything to him and does not refuse the pleasure that comes to her.
The pleasure was greater, more intolerable, more ecstatic than anything he had ever felt.
The vulva on her lower abdomen was still continuously shining, constantly letting her know how Emilia was feeling, how happy she was, and how she was feeling.
Pleasure.
Full of pleasure.
Pleasure abounds.
Pleasure reaches saturation.
… I want to entrust everything to this pleasure.
Forgetting the hero’s mission and the parents’ enemies, all of that.
Just make up your mind to indulge in this pleasure.
“Ah, Ahhhhh.
Loud groans of pleasure abound.
The body that was gone a while ago has already reached its limit and is predicting its climax.
Emilia’s body was manipulated by her Count through the vulva engraved on her, and she was forced to climax.
Her final climax to be presented to her should be given with a fitting finale.
And forcibly banned from climax, Emilia struggled and groaned helplessly at the pleasure of her growing out of control.
Her eyes seemed to flicker in the overflowing pleasure.
Twit twit twit twit twit twit twit twit tumble tumble tumble
Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang!!
“Emilia, Emilia… !!”
“Hahiah ♥ Nkahiah ♥♥ Gan ♥ Ganda ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥♥ ♥♥♥
“Be patient, Emilia… Now, soon… Ini… !!”
“Aaaaa♥♥♥”
The count’s cock stabbed Emilia at an incredible speed.
Emilia let out a roaring moan at the sensation of the weighty cock that felt too heavy knocking on her deep inside several times.
Yet she can’t go
Her ‘climax restraining order’ has not yet been lifted… !
“Ah, ah, ah, aaaaa♥♥♥”
Tzuyuuuuuk!!
Whoops! Woo-wook… !
Crying… Crying… Crying… Crying… Crying… !!!!
Woo rr uh uh… ! Bureuk… Beaureuk… !!!!
The Count’s cock hit the deepest part of Emilia’s inside, squeezing her.
He rubbed the thick glans against the door of her womb and began to squirt out the semen she had been holding back.
“Huh, uh, ♥♥♥ Ugh ♥♥ Ugh ♥♥ Ah, aaaaa… ♥♥♥ Whoaaaaa ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥”
As the count’s semen spewed out, the control of the vulva that was blocking Emilia’s climax was also released.
Thanks to this, Emilia could feel the thick and strong spurt of her semen as if it was hitting her cervix, deep inside herself.
With him, she reached the highest peak she could experience, convulsing her body with her orgasmic pleasure.
Her upturned chin, her face looking up at her are full of her tears, seasoned with her pleasure.
As she exposed her teeth, saliva dripped from her closed mouth.
“Ahhh… Aaaaa… ♥♥♥”
Yet.
Neither the lingering lingering climax nor the chain of her pleasures has yet to end.
Her climax, which she had been forced to endure and endured, hit like a wave and continued to torment Emilia, who was unable to move in the arms of her countess.
It melts the core of her body, and her brain becomes sizzling and unbearable for an orgasm that seems to be sticking.
Pleasure.
Pleasure… Full in here.
“Yes… Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ♥♥♥ heuuuuu000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 a inveon ♥♥♥
Magnificent vaginal climax.
However, following that, another stimulus attacked Emilia’s whole body, and Emilia screamed like crazy.
Her left hand.
The ‘engraving of a slave’ floating on the back of that hand, The current one has completely drawn the shape.
The imprint that has become a perfect form.
That means that the count’s magical power that was transforming Emilia’s body completely eroded her body and soul.
It also meant that now Emilia could not disobey the Count no matter what she did, and that she had become his slave soul-by-soul.
Under… Ha… Ha… Ha…
Haaa… Ha… Whoa… After…
Hot breath spewed out of Emilia’s mouth.
The afterglow of the last climax, and most of all, the traces left by the count’s magic that had changed and eroded everything in her had not yet disappeared.
Her head is blank, her thoughts hardened.
She is unable to do anything but bewildered by the pleasures that run amok within her.
To Emilia, the count lightly kissed her on the face and complimented her.
“Nice job, Emilia. With this, you are completely mine.”
“To live in joy for the rest of my life… I will do that for you.”
“So, you can rest assured. Even more happy… Good.”
At the Count’s words, kissing her own face.
With Emilia not yet having a proper accident, she just gave a bashful smile as if she was happy…
The hero was defeated.
The hero’s revenge could never be fulfilled with this.
Emilia was defeated by evil.
