145 – Afterword_Squeezing Machine
Handing the ring to three people at the same time would be something a human idiot would do. If possible, giving one person at a time would be the right thing to do.
called Lane. As soon as I called my name, it was like looking at a freshly built, working machine when it jerked its head toward me.
“I have something else to say. Can you come over for a minute?”
“Ah.. yes.”
ahh? What is this again? good anyway I went into the inner room first, checking the other two to let Lane go.
Following him, Lane, a little stiff, followed quickly as if he had made up his mind to do something. Just as he was preparing to take the box out of his backpack to hand over the ring, he heard the door lock.
Snap- and with an exceptionally loud sound as if echoing from within, Lane starts chanting.
As soon as the chant, quickly memorized as if familiar, was over, Lane’s unique golden magic unfolded. It was something like a barrier blocking out noise.
“lane?”
“We’re dating right?”
“Huh? Uhh… but this…”
“And in this situation, you called me to see you alone.”
“So what is this…”
“If this happens in a dating situation, there’s something you must do, right?”
“What must be done? It is. So…”
“A must do.”
Lane, who has stopped talking three times, emphasizes the word ‘must’. yes. So I didn’t pack the ring like this.
Is there anything else besides that? Let’s think about it. Arranging titles, preparing my own house, what to do in the future…
“sex.”
“..uh.. what?”
“Sex. Coitus. Intercourse.”
In preparation for a situation I don’t know, it’s kind of saying a lot of words. I feel like crying.
yes! I can understand. If Lane’s words and actions were the foundation, it was not strange that she was reacting like this now.
“Since you seduced me, there’s nothing to say, you know?”
“Did I seduce you?”
I don’t remember being coquettish. I hate imagining myself flirting more than anything else.
“If you seduce me, it’s your duty to accept it. Right? Am I wrong? Do you hate doing things with me?”
Of course good. Where is the person you don’t like? But shouldn’t you give me time to answer first? I think I’m in too much of a hurry right now.
“Still, isn’t a place a place? My first experience was in a place with a good view…”
“Where’s the time for that?”
All we have left is time, right? In any case, if Lane thought so, it would be polite to accept it. Even after confirming each other’s feelings, resolutely rejecting them would be an act of hurting them.
“Ok, fine.”
“..!!!!!”
Rain, who spat out a sound that could not be expressed in words, grabbed me by the shoulder and pushed me down.
“Wait.. I lead.. Ugh..”
Shouldn’t you be born as a man and take the lead in your sex life! Without hesitation to the extent that the thought of this was colorless, Lane overlapped her mouth.
Maybe it’s because I’ve had previous experiences, moving smoothly and flexibly…
“Oooh.. Big.. Huh.. Sleep..”
“Chuuup.. heeup.. yes.. ..haa..”
not. I couldn’t even breathe properly because of the movement of my tongue pushing more aggressively than last time. But unlike before, I had time to think about it.
but so? Having room to think and resisting are two different things. Rain, who was completely consumed by instinct, was eating me as if he wouldn’t even create a gap between his lips.
It’s not a word. What do you do when you are born as a man? dog sound..
“Ron.. I love you.. Seriously, huh.. Chu..”
Ah, thank you for saying I love you.. so I hope you give me some time to breathe…
Saliva is mixed. I see a face without a blemish. The tongue is close. sweep through the teeth
Every now and then, when the angle of her face changes, mixed saliva that she couldn’t swallow runs down her chin. Even before checking where it landed, Lane’s offensive continues.
grabbed the shoulder Try to find some slack by pushing.
But it didn’t push. Perhaps I was thinking of hugging myself, so I put my hands on the nape of my neck and put my tongue into my mouth.
A flood of pleasure. This much with a violent kiss. Am I being rude? Was it pushed by Lane’s momentum? Or is it actually technology?
“It’s okay..!”
Lane, who was kissing her while turning around, suddenly walked away with a moan. It felt like something rubbed against my knee, which was lifted on one side. Focusing on the unraveling shaking, I looked toward my knees. Something wet was buried there.
A fragrance that inflames a person’s lust. Where did you get a lot of…
“At that time, here was… water…”
I mumbled absentmindedly, capturing the memories that had passed by. To be honest, I didn’t even know what I was talking about. After the murmur, I looked in front of my eyes and saw Lane looking at me with a red-hot face.
The expression is expressionless. But those eyes were moist and wet, as if they had been soaked and pulled out deeply in lust.
What made her such a monster?
“Yeah. I couldn’t clean it up.”
what? I didn’t ask. seemed to know what Now that I know what Lane’s confession confused me the most was the truth.
“Take it off.”
“..okay.”
There was power in that voice. The pressure that makes a person act. The power that seemed to have leaked out without even realizing it made her naked without being able to properly resist it.
Lane took off her clothes. While unfastening the buttons that were fastened up to his neck one by one, he tore them off and threw them away as if he was annoyed.
everything has been revealed They carve each other’s naked bodies into each other’s eyes. I didn’t know it would happen so suddenly, but it was a road I had to cross someday.
Even though she has been trained to the point of becoming reverent on her own, the unique softness of a female body can be seen in between.
The nipples attached to the tip of her well-shaped breasts, which were neither excessively large nor small, were firmly erect. Below, I could see the 11-shaped abdominal muscles with no flab, and the belly button nestled between them, and underneath, there was pubic hair the same color as the person’s hair, which seemed to have been well taken care of.
Lane came up to me without a hint of shame and grabbed my wrist and put his hand on his lower abdomen. Perhaps the place where the womb was supposed to be was flaunting its presence while beating like a heart.
Is it normal to run like this? Or is your heart rate beating that high?
Lane didn’t even give him time to answer the question. It was because he was hastening his actions by lowering his clenched wrist.
humid. hot. It was the sensation I felt as soon as the tips of my middle and ring fingers touched the crack.
At the same time, Lane flinched once and leaned slightly against me.
didn’t say I knew what I wanted without having to say it. ‘So what should I do?’ I couldn’t ask.
He skimmed through the cracks as if stroking them. The liquid that seemed to have formed inside her had already begun to come out on her fingertips.
Again, I don’t have the dexterity to satisfy a woman. Even so, Rain was responding to each and every one of my touches. In response to a response that seemed to satisfy a man’s needs, he played with his hands more aggressively.
The first knuckles of the middle and ring fingers were inserted into the crack. As soon as it opened, I felt the pressure at the entrance to my vagina chewing on my fingers. As soon as it penetrated, something with even more warmth began to wrap the finger in a sticky way.
“Ugh… yeah…”
Fortunately, Lane’s body tilted slightly towards me, as if I was feeling it.
skin-to-skin contact. With Lane’s chin resting on his collarbone, the blood flow gathered and my object, which raised my head, was caught in between.
thigh. quadriceps. One of the strongest and most massive muscles in humans. Even so, why can I feel such a soft touch?
Lane flinches as I move my hand. Naturally, the thighs also begin to twist and stimulate.
I felt the pleasure that comes from the stimulation beyond my thoughts. f*cked.
At the slightest stimuli, he flinched dangerously. As if the things he had endured exploded, his cock began to throb like mad at the stimulating flesh.
He moved his hand more urgently to hide it. Taking care not to go too far inside, he dug in to the depth of a fingertip and moved. Occasionally, after pulling it out of the fissure, rub the labia majora and stroke the labia minora. The protruding clitoris… I even touched the clitoris lightly enough to touch only my fingerprints.
I don’t know how much masturbation experience you have, but doing it yourself and having someone else do it for you will feel different. I couldn’t be sure because my face was buried in my collarbone, but the periodic shaking of my body was telling me that I was definitely feeling it.
But I want you to put up with moving your thighs. It’s embarrassing to cum without even masturbating.
When are you going? At least once, you have to let go of all the strength in your body so you can get your posture and mind in order.
“Do you think you’re going?”
I finally asked myself. Rain, who had been breathing heavily with his face buried in his collarbone, slightly raised his head while trembling in the lower half of his body.
“What.. ha.. what.. huh..”
“Tell me if it feels good or not.”
“Good.. so good.. I’m going crazy.. I love you.. really..”
“So you think something different is coming up?”
“Ah.. hehehe..! Ehh..! Ah.. Ah.. Ahhh..”
I can’t get any good information out of it. Even though it is a normal caress with your hands, more than necessary reactions come back. This is the equivalent of a mental alteration.
“lane.”
“Haa.. uhm..”
“How many times have you been there?”
Do you know the meaning of the slang word ‘to go’? First, an explanation…
“All.. five times..”
I tried to dig my ears with my fingers to see if I had heard it wrong, but I couldn’t do anything because the situation was a situation and a finger was also a finger.
what? 5 times? did i hear wrong? How many climaxes can there be in such a short moment?
“One… one more time…”
Once, I moved my hand following her words. After rounding the clitoris with your thumb, insert it up to the second joint of your middle finger and stab it from the inside. With the other two fingers, gently press the area around the labia majora as if pinching it with forceps.
“Heee
With the sound of splashing water, the tide sprayed out by Rain splashed onto the floor.
Rain, who had bitten the lower part of his collarbone with his head buried, raised his head. Were you satisfied with this?
“Is it my… turn?”
not. Lane, eyes glistening with lust, pushed me against the wall while drooling.
It seems that I was pushed like this one day. That’s why, when I completed the labyrinth with Priersil, I was suddenly paralyzed…
“Are you thinking of another woman?”
“..sorry.”
“What were you thinking?”
“When I went to the labyrinth with Priersil and you.”
“..Ah. That’s right. That happened. Yes. I was honestly jealous back then.”
“Thank you for your honest impression. But it’s continued now.”
“Yes. I’m so glad. So…”
Rayne spat out a clear, viscous liquid and grabbed the cock that covered herself. Be as gentle as possible to avoid breaking it.
The hand that was squeezed as if to wrap it moved up and down once. A thin finger that reached the tip of the glans. In the meantime, the traces of holding the sword that feels subtle convey different pleasures.
One up and down round trip. It was so close to the end that I could vomit semen with just that.