The Training Record Of A Married Woman - Mrs. President Who Drowned In The Pleasure Of Cruelty - LightNovelsOnl.com
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Matsuda did not directly touch it, but just stroked her soft black bush of hair
“Slave, even your hair is drenched, are you that h.o.r.n.y?”
“It’s a lie, there’s no such thing”
“It is you who is lying, slave”
“Oh, kuu”
No longer able to suppress herself moans leak out of her mouth
“You are so wet b.i.t.c.h, have you ever felt like that with your husband”
“Well, I …”
“Hahahahaha, you s.l.u.t!”
His finger slowly traced her p.u.s.s.y’s lips
She desperately resists from moaning
Still Matsuda’s fingertip is glistening from her liquid
“It is good that you are wet”
“Lie, it’s a lie”
“Stop with the act. You feel good don’t you?”
“No, it i….”
Matsuda presses his fingertip onto her c.l.i.toris
Sayuri’s c.l.i.toris is hard to see with the naked eye, but his fingers trace it out
He tightly pinches it
“Hauuuuunn”
Sayuri opened her mouth at which instant Matsuda quickly overlapped his lips and slid his tongue inside
Sayuri strongly sucked onto his tongue as if she was waiting for it, and drank all his saliva
It was at that moment when a virtuous married woman fell into a l.u.s.tful meat toilet
In addition, his tongue moved all inside her mouth. Even licked all her teeth and gums
As someone who never experienced such a thing, she could no longer suppress the pleasure
“How do you feel b.i.t.c.h?”
“……..”
“If you don’t speak I can’t understand you”
He once again kneads her c.l.i.toris
“Ah, uhh”
“How is it s.l.u.t, does it feel good?”
Matsuda stopped moving, Sayuri shook her head and looked at him
“If you don’t say it, I will stop moving”
Matsuda coldly says and withdrew his hand
“Nooooo, please don’t stop. It feels good”
Satisfied with her answer he resumes again
“Ahh, it feels good. Please, dooon’t stoopp”
“Is this pleasant?’
“Oh yeah, touch me there, touch me, don’t stop”
Matsuda raises his finger and rubs her c.l.i.toris
“No, it’s a bad idea; I’m feeling weird, Mr.Matsuda… Mr.Matsuda…. Aaahnnnn”
While many feelings come gus.h.i.+ng out of her tied up body, Sayuri loses her virtue while falling into temptation and l.u.s.t
