Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

In a narrow room, a dirty water noise echoes with a jiffy.

It's an unusual size if you think that's inside the motorhome, but if you think of it as a bedroom, it's still narrow.

"Ugh... what do you say? Looks like it's coming out... ahhh!

Jessica, sleeping on her back, hits Yangichi as she rocks her big breasts.

Yaichi was covered in such jessica and eagerly moving his hips.

Due to the effects of vibration abatement, the inside of the car is not very shaky, and from the outside, you will not know that something intense is being done.

"Not yet, it could take a little longer..."

"Oh no...... hey again, Yikes......!!

Mucus clumped to meat bars entering and leaving the vagina was foamed by repeated friction and clumped to pubic hair around the junction.

"Mr. Yoichi, hurry up, please don't..."

"I'm sorry...... then, can we tighten it?

"Huh... Huh! What do you say?

Gyu...... my vaginal pressure increased all the time and until earlier it felt like I was being stroked when I was soaking wet, which makes me feel gory and rubbed hard.

"Ooh......!

That strong stimulus gives me an unexpected voice.

Though he nearly stopped moving to much of a sensation, Yaichi intensified his lower back movements to resist strong comfort and for further pleasure.

"Mm-hmm!

"Are you okay? It's not hard, is it?

"So well, so sooo... so hayaku...!

Yaichi reached his limit once and for all by increasing the speed of the extraction (Chiu Yu) while being tightened up with high vaginal pressure.

"Gu... it's time to get it out...?

"Ahhh! Come on, let it out...... the ingredients of good health, full of it!!

- Dopurrrrrrrrr! Brrrrrrrr! Brrrrrr!

Jessica's vagina is pumped with semen.

The dock and pulse continued, each time the semen had been squeezed out, but soon Jessica's body had lost its strength and her vagina loosened.

Yaichi pulled back after the meat stick repeated a weak pulse while wrapped in soft vaginal meat, then calmed down slightly.

"Yan... overflowing, chai ma su..."

After his penis was pulled out, when Kopokopo and semen flooded out, Jessica held the secret by hand to stop it.

From the gap between Jessica's fingers, which wakes her body up a little and sees her own groin with a worrying look, the translucent mucus floods into her.

"I'm sorry, Jessica"

To Yangichi's words, Jessica smiled faintly and shook her head as she sifted.

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's your fault..."

"Hehe, worried, thank you. But now again, for a while, it's okay."

That said Jessica smiled, but her eyes were somewhere sad.

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After leaving the town of Mailgrad for a little while and getting into the motorhome, the car left with Yangichi driving.

Thanks to magical effects such as vibration abatement and inertia control, the car was able to speed up considerably, while being an evil road called the Rock Desert.

It was just impossible to get a speed without a rally car, but there were times when it still depended on the condition of the ground whether it would reach 100 km/h.

On average, would the speed have been 60 to 70 km/h?

The view flowing faster than a regular carriage also had the peculiar environment of a space the size of which was unlikely to be a car, the tension between the four strangely rose, and the first night from departure, the four of us had sex all the time.

I wonder if the excitement subsided not so much though, and the three red flashes stopped feeling as the relay point approached further?

Either that or Yaichi, who is used to automobiles, settled down first, and on the second night, the three of us had sex with him without much choice, but he was no longer invited the next day.

During the fourth day, when the third night dawned peacefully and safely, and the wilderness of death passed most of it.

"Ugh... I feel... bad"

Jessica complained of ill-health in a well-traveled motorhome.

"Maybe you're not a wagon drunk?

"Speaking of which, Jessica, you were drunk."

"Oh, really?

Yaichi was a little surprised at Meena and Greta's point.

Motorhomes that drive quite comfortably thanks to all sorts of magical effects, but it's harder to stop the shaking completely than running in the wilderness.

A good carriage would be like a car sickness, and depending on your physique, it's not strange to be drunk.

But you've been perfectly fine so far.

"That's true too...... But on second thought, it might be stranger."

"Sure, I'm drunk with less shaking than usual."

A number of paved paths are also made in the wilderness, sandwiched by Mailgrad and Jana woods.

The carriages that run there shake less than the motorhomes that run the evil roads.

Despite this, Jessica says she always gets carriage sickness.

Until now, however, Jessica has shown no symptoms.

"So what's causing this?

Motorhomes were nevertheless running in the wilderness.

But the wilderness is also progressing to the point where it can be pulled out tomorrow, and the condition of the ground is rather better than at first.

In other words, the shake is getting smaller.

Nevertheless, Jessica showed symptoms of motion sickness.

"Maybe he was distracted by sex."

"Uh, you mean..."

She frowned because Yaichi was convinced by what Meena said in half the joke.

"You really think so?

"No, the... sex, the fluid transfer, the..."

So Yaichi explained that, with some blurring about [healthy body alpha], he is a specific body mass that can alleviate the state anomalies of others by transferring fluids.

"I'm asking you to keep this a secret, okay?

"Damn, it's called the Demon Man, when I get involved with you, I can't help but have more secrets..."

"Sorry."

"But, well, I figured out a solution, and I shouldn't have shot you in the head."

I've explained that I don't stick to semen... but in the end, the most efficient transfer of fluids by sex brings the story together.

"No, you can always tell me, okay? It may be hard, but I'm not dying of motion sickness."

"No, it's not, from... that, please"

Once you ejaculate vaginally, the effect seems to last for a day, so you're going to manage until you get through the wilderness.

And the line broke through the wilderness of death, which was said to take more than a month to cross, even if it went well, in five days.