Devil Teacher

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What he wants is for me to act like a child and feel humiliated by his actions.

It's all the same context for a lady like me to make a short tongue, to use a baby fish like momma.

C. Environment

It is clear that the ideal position for me is to act to please him.

I had no choice but to be objectionable even though I knew it.

If it doesn't work out, you'll have to recite one of my words.

Do you know how pathetic and miserable you feel?

But now was not the time to cover the water fire.

It was a mission given to me.

If I don't pull out a line that will satisfy him, my genitals will suffer in a way I can't even imagine.

.

“Don't... put a big one in Maria's... eye shadow...”

“Why not? ”

He forced me to answer endlessly like a kindergarten teacher who constantly asks curious questions.

Of course, my Pride was misled in the process.

“Maria... I haven't put anything in my bedroom yet...”

“What do you think of your fingers in the hole of Mary's child? If we get this far, Joe.

I think we can put the rest in the gold. ”

“An eye... an eye...”

He shook his head and continued his desperate defense because even his little finger hit my vagina.

Honestly, I think it would be possible to put your little finger in it.

It may hurt a lot, but that's what my senses tell me.

But put it up to your thumb? The thumb has a heavy metacarpal bone that is so large that it can't be compared to other hands.

If you hold your fist inside the vagina, the burden on your genitals will double.

As he said, I may live with a lifetime of quality.

Fear preceded my body's irreversible destruction.

Both the course and prognosis are scarce.

“Maria, don't go to sleep... and squeeze... your fist... you have to know...”

“Well, I see. But you want to get rid of the big girl's virginity inside today. That's good.

Isn't there a silver way? ”

I could barely breathe as soon as his arm came out, which seemed to be reaching the abdomen.

Until now, I felt frustrated as if I was only breathing upwards from my chest. I think I'll live a little.

It's lamentable to give this man his first experience, but it's a set one anyway.

It was better for him to make a solemn offer than to make the first insertion with a pisting and get the fault.

“I love Maria's skewers. Don't lock your cock. Please put it inside. ”

I almost stopped talking because I was a little preoccupied.

My mirrored face was already running over tomatoes like an active volcano.

I can't believe I have to beg that guy for an insertion. That's my first experience. Shame on you.

“Huh? Can I put my cock in? If you put your cock in, of course I'll sprinkle it in Maria's baby room. It's gonna be okay.

Huh? ”

“Yes, Maria... on a safe day today. ”

In my humiliating aggression, he looked gratified.

I lived.

At least the catastrophe I was most worried about became avoidable.

"Judgment was my stubbornness that I did not fully understand his human image.

In an instant, he made a hand in the form of a finger, including a pinky finger, and shoved it into my genitals.

“Ugh... Ugh... Ugh...”

The stop was intense enough to hit the uterus.

In the intense pain of stabbing the vote, I screamed aloud and looked at him with the eyes of half grumpy and half frightened.

“Why, why... Maria... I told you... you did what you told me...!! Ugh...!”

“Yes, I was satisfied. But you don't deserve to think of me as an equal. ”

“I did everything you wanted, but what's the problem...! ”

“It would be wrong to think that negotiation and persuasion would be possible between us. You're nothing here.

It's just my semen. ”

“Ugh... Ugh...!! ”

When you use all of your fingers to plunge your vagina, flip your first smile upside down.

It was small.

A naughty sound of gel stretching and pricking comes from the belly, and every time he pushes his hand in, he vomits his gut.

I felt a feeling of pressure.

“Today, Miss Mary's narrow vagina will expand to the point where my fist will enter. I don't know if I should be a little" awkward, "but can you hold on? ”

“Hey, you... dog... Hiiq...!! ”

“Pull out your strength. ”

I felt the slogan that caught me to the end of my neck.

It's because you start to bend your fingers round with your hands immersed in the vagina.

The vaginal wall widened and I felt a gap in the petals that were tightly closed.

“It feels good to flinch. You can wear gloves during the winter months. ”

“Ugh... Ugh...”

The nonsense he's talking about doesn't even come into his ear.

It was making me unable to take my eyes off the mirror due to a tightened sense of crisis and the fear that my body was deforming.

“Ah... It hurts... It really hurts... Ugh...”

“It's gonna hurt at first. You have to learn from pain. You've been so gentle so far. ”

Thumbs squeeze into the gaps made with your hands wide open.

My rough breathing adds to the screaming collabo of obscene sounds created by love gel and lament.

“I don't really like women screaming. If it gets too loud from now on, I'll put my fist in your back.

That would be a big deal. ”

The genitals designed to give birth to a child are so painful that they do the same thing to the anus?

It's not strict, it really dies.

I was forced to swallow it with malice and desperate screams.

“I don't think it's very flexible, even if it's hard. Surprisingly, it's stretching. I'll compliment you. I'm ash on this.

Talent.You might as well write "genius Kim Maria" on the uniform label. ”

“Ugh... Ugh...”

The pain disappeared when the insertion, which was as painful as tearing, entered the root part of the thumb like a lie.

He was sweating all over his scalp like he gave birth, and his genitals swallowed his hands up to his wrists.

I was.

The stomach seems to be filling with gaps.

His fingers, entangled in him, were rubbing his temper all over his vagina.

“Haaah.. Haaah.. Ah..”

The body stretched as if exhausted. His cheeks were engraved with tear marks that he did not even know when he had shed.

“If I came all the way here, I would have done it. I think all the virgins are torn... and the pervert who lost the virgins with the pisting...

You're the only one who can search the country. You've become a special child as you wish. ”

“..... ”

I don't support his feelings, his stamina, or his heart, even if I want to shoot him right away.

I wanted to rest for a while now.

But he didn't die.

How you're alive. That's what matters.

“Dear Mary, should I say thank you to the decent child? ”

“Argh...”

He turned around in the vagina as if he wanted to see the hand he had inserted with his back.

A strange sound that could not be heard by the touch alone came out of the vocal cords.

“Thank you for putting your fist in Maria's sleep...”

“That's right. That's right. ”

A euphemism for the humiliated.

Then it was to squeeze its fingertips like a loop, scratching the G-spot up with a grip.

“Here, no, here. It feels good, doesn't it?

Danda. ”

Who knows how to do what you want?

I desperately resist repressing my body with reason.

But his technique was much more proficient than I expected.

“Ah.. Ahhh.. Ha..! ”

“You don't have to take it. Cry with a bigger voice. ”

If the fingertips in the vagina scratch off the G-spot, the vaginal muscle contracts with a conditioned reflex.

The problem is that his hand is in me so that it can no longer be narrowed.

Full pressure is distilled by the stunning pleasure of tightening vaginal muscles and rubbing the clitoris on the horseback.

I couldn't stand the moist barrel any longer.

“Argh... Argh... Argh... Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

The flashlight seemed to explode in front of my eyes. The field of vision is blurred and a bright light descends into my head.

Rounded pleasure spreads in my belly like a bomb, and I can barely move my butt and respond to it.

C. Environment

It was a truly miserable orgasm.

“Miss Maria, who told you to go with your tears on your wrist? ”

“Foster... I'm sorry...”

I was distracted. In his solemn tone, I only replied reflectively like a broken recording device.

“Ugh... Phew... Teacher... wait a minute, Maria... just take a break... I'm sensitive right now. Hehe...”

“No, it's a bee punch for a bad kid. ”

Uterus... punch?

Soon I could see the identity of the horse that was not connected.

His hand twitched and felt the shape of his fist.

He is holding his fist with his hand in the woman's genitals.

“Argh... Now... I did it wrong... Maria did it wrong... just look at me once... please...”

I was ridiculously underestimating his cruelty even when it came to this.

I was forgetting that I was just a prey to feed.

“Hard.”

“Th-this is... Maria dying... really dying... Argh...”

“You're being rude. If you leave the kids alone, they'll be ugly adults like me. Teacher Dory

How can you ignore such a sad thing at. ”

His opposite hand was in front of my clitoris.

And I blew the night to the clitoris with all my might.

“Argh!!! ”

“A bad child beats a child. ”

Violent pain where reason flies away for a while.

Speaking of which, I assure you, his grip will break the dizzy glass window.

It's ridiculous.

This happens to me, and until a few days ago, I was stubborn with boredom reading books at the academy, and it was like a class B nocturnal prize.

I can't believe I fell into the sulfur.

“Do you want another one? Or I'm gonna listen to you and finish it fine. ”

“Ugh, look... look... I'll listen to Maria... I won't be complacent...”

“That's an answer that's not in the options. ”

“Argh!!! ”

Again, his finger hits the clitoris.

After being beaten, the heat, including pain, did not dissipate.

I felt beaten in the middle of a groin with a large whirlpool.

But if this fist moves in your stomach... what will happen? I think I'm going to die.

He's probably gonna die.

The pain inflicted on the clitoris is also unbearable.

But rather than die...

“Make up your mind. If you don't want to get caught until the sweet sprouts of Mary are doubled. ”

He will continue to torture my clitoris until I want to piste myself.

If you're going to do it anyway, it's only reasonable to go through a pisting.

But if a wolf is chased from a cliff, how many people can throw themselves into the river under a ravine cliff?

What do you think?

I cried out in haste when he struck Clintoris with the tip of his finger three times.

“Give me... a fist in Maria's crib, give me a fist...!! Argh...!”

Even this urgent shout is a short tongue.

It meant that unconsciousness was accommodating his demands.

There was no bird to feel self-inflicted.

His fist once crossed my vaginal wall and touched my uterus.

“Ahhh...!! ”

What I felt was not surprisingly painful.

I heard the feeling of a hole in my body that had never been widened, but it wasn't as painful as dying.

I got it.

I've never felt it before when I pressed a little cervix with a fist surrounded by a thin latex.

I felt a great pleasure.

It was a pleasure for the body that was bound to unbind and float up to the sky.

“Ahhhhh...”

And the voice that came out of my mouth was more cheerful than a scream.

There was no room for despair in my head.

“Argh... Argh... Studying... Hiiq...”

A gentle stroke far from the word punch.

His hand, which periodically hiccups the uterus while stimulating the whole vagina with modest movements.

I saw the mirror.

It was me who was slamming twin-tails with my mouth open and having a hot conversation.

My stomach was inflated by a fist inserted deep into my chest as I was breathing heavily.

Pushing his hand to the end of his wrist, he slowly wrinkled my face like a saw.

“Studying... Argh... Enough... Enough...”

I was awake.

We have to stop now.

It was the first time that my body was so grumpy that I felt pleasant in this situation.

I crave him with all my heart to be filled with pleasure and tranquillity.

If his arm was free, it was so desperate that I asked him to hang his arm.

Yuan, who was moving his hand like a machine, shrugged and looked at my face.

“Don't be so harsh already. It's still worth it.”

No matter how smart you are with your head and tongue, there are certain things you can say right now in the same extreme situation.

C. Environment

“No, please... stop...”

It appeals to emotions and only demands that they cease to act with compassion.

It does not contain any logical suggestions or persuasions.

If there's anything you haven't considered,

For him, compassion is a concept that is more incomprehensible than a trajectory that puts forward absurd logic.

“Let's just go to the top five times. Mary needs to lie down comfortably and be served. These opportunities don't come so rarely.

Enjoy it. ”

“Like that... Hee hee hee hee hee hee...”

I lay the cord of consciousness with the 5th peak, repeating my lamenting and crying until my neck was rested.

I hit him.

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