Liz rubbed her hard on a meat stick dripping clear juice from the tip as she jumped in her hand.
I happen to be washing my body with soap bubbles on my hands, but I am fortunate that it is misleading this foul odor.
Thick blood vessels run. Thick organs just touch them. They tell us how vicious it is.
There was the worst that reminded me of some of the pleasures I had when I put this inside, such as the stiffness, tension, and the shape and thickness of the geese neck.
Liz's body shows a woman's reaction when this part of her who wants to give it back chooses the vaginal wall and pokes around where her core tortoise head gets damaged on the soft couch at the tip.
Besides, the circumference of this rod still pushes the narrow, tiny vagina, but when you get used to it, it just seems to wander to the tip of your head.
Liz rubbing such a really worst meat stick had a hard time suppressing her desire to avenge the meat stick that forced her to dye herself into pleasure.
If I can, I want to do this ugly meat chunk of erection back and forth right now.
But I don't want to be able to do that. I have to work hard to make Keith feel better.
(Ugh, that's disgusting... hot, hard... no more)
Even so, if I stop here, I will only be served extra thick with sex later.
That alone had to be stopped at all costs, and Liz worked hard to stimulate her penis.
However, no matter how many medical magicians understand internal structures and mechanisms, they don't even understand how it makes them feel better if they blame them.
Because it's all just a rule of thumb. Therefore, Liz's technology, which she had little experience with, was terribly awkward and insane about Keith.
No matter how much I said I was ejaculating, Keith's penis isn't as gentle as ejaculating with such a hand.
Liz, who grabbed the rod part and handled it up to the tip of the tortoise head from the root, became annoyed that no semen came out until any time after that.
I can't help it because I do things that I just don't want to do, but the results don't come out forever.
Liz glared at Keith as she tied her mouth to the letter to.
"Hey, why aren't you answering!! It's not broken!!
It's not a faucet.
Keith showed Liz his bitterly smiling face by suppressing the feelings that made him want to penetrate.
"'Cause you get cluttered up by all that rambling... you told me when you mouthed me, didn't you? I need to be gentle and polite and focus on where I feel good."
Liz distorted her face when she remembered when she was forced to do three consecutive rounds without a fera.
Ferratio, who was made to say what his first time with his mouth was, couldn't break his contract with the first shot being tongue shot, the second shot being sophisticated, couldn't break his contract with the third shot being facial shot, and still couldn't break his contract.
Liz scolded Keith as she cried as she was perfectly fooled and filled with her face and oral semen.
But I do remember being taught a lot about my penis at that time. Liz's stunt is not to forget what she learned once.
But the impatience of having to ejaculate had dispelled that stunt.
to Liz, who remembers what she was taught and wonders if she has to reproduce it,
"Nothing's fine. Don't push me. It's just... it's Liz who's been telling me."
Liz turned bright red when she told me about her hand job application.
At that time I couldn't think of anything else to say besides that, but when I think of it, I think of something from me. But it's also true that no matter what you think, you can't think of any other way to thin Keith's salmon solution.
"I'll do it... I'll do it, ah, you just make an effort to get it out too!!
Keith snorted "Yes, yes," while laughing and about to put out an effort.
Then, to ease his posture, Keith sat in the bath chair, and Liz restarted her hand between her spread legs.
I gently caress Keith as he remembers sitting on the floor with a girl and being taught a meat stick.
Place your finger on the back muscle from the root to the bell mouth and back and forth in a straight line many times to apply the first run that came out to the back muscle.
When my penis gets used to that stimulus to some extent, I now make a ring with my fingers, so I grab it around my geese neck and handle it up and down at high speeds.
See how Keith reacts as he sees his breath leaking into his comfort, and treat the whole turtle head wrapped in his hand and rubbed.
It's all Ferra's application, but Liz was relieved that the information seemed to be working.
I don't know why Keith has to be relieved because he feels better, but now I can't help it.
From there, gently rub the side of the bell mouth behind the geese neck with one hand and again with your fingertips, the other hand touching and stroking the scrotum.
I tickled my fingers to the perineum as I rubbed some of the dust inside with some painless force.
"Whoo!!... Ah, oh."
Liz was glad to see Keith raise her voice and that her blame was going well.
This makes me ejaculate. Makes Keith feel good.
(... hold on! Why should I be happy that this guy feels better!! Ahhh!!
I put a self in my thoughts, and still Liz kept doing her hand job.
The soap bubbles that had covered her body in it flow off, and Liz's bare breasts and groins are clearly visible.
Thin, luxurious, yet beautiful body. It was an immature body packed with girly beauty.
The little breasts and hips that make you wonder what to add and subtract when you grow up are endlessly erotic to make you imagine what's to come.
The nipples on the chest are slightly cherry blossom coloured and are still pointy with just a few stimulus aftertastes and a slight excitement to handle the meat stick.
Liz felt the gaze of being able to stare at her nipples, but she couldn't even hide it, so she bit her lips in embarrassment and moved her hand.
Then suddenly Keith turned Liz's face up and snatched her lips.
"Hmm? Chu, chu pu...... hu, hu, chu, chu"
Repeat the kiss to cover your face facing upwards with your hands on the back of your head gently supporting you.
Liz complained to Keith as she grabbed her penis as it became painful and finally allowed her to breathe.
"What are you doing!! Hey, just... I told you I'd be mad!
"Yeah, but it's also Mr. Liz who told you to make an effort to get it out, too, right? I like kissing. As soon as I kiss you, I'll be right out."
Keith let down another kiss to Liz, who would puff her mouth and be unable to say anything to something that would take her frying feet off.
"Ah! Kofu, yafu... Nju, cha... cha, raju"
After meditating on his eyes and feeling the feel of his tongue, Liz turns over to Keith and concentrates on her hands.
She was licked around the oral mucosa and felt the back of her body get hot as she was being stimulated in various parts of her tongue.
I couldn't breathe it and told my painful body and myself, and Liz sandwiched it around the tortoise head with both hands and rubbed it like it was going to start a fire.
Cowper paints his turtle head in Liz's palm and foams it white.
Keith's tongue rumbled around in Liz's furtherance at the stimulus of a strong meat stick, tainting her still young mouth with an inferior taste and feel.
Liz's head was pounding when she was kissed while stimulating her male organs.
I wonder how long this kiss will last. I wonder how long this unpleasant act should last. Can we go on, please?
Liz was moving her tongue from herself without realizing that she was looking to continue.
As the saliva zeroed out of the gap in each other's mouths, Keith began gently picking Liz's pointed nipples and rubbing them.
"Hiccup! Ah... what? Huh? Oh, uh-oh."
I turned my face bright red, and while I was tongueless with a long kiss, I still stared at Liz,
"So it's an effort to get it out. Because it's easier to get out when you're touching Liz's body like this. It's an effort, isn't it?
With a nagging excuse, not being at all aware that at some point he was being called aside, Liz wondered for a moment if she could help.
But soon, when he reconsidered, Keith's fingers gently twisted his nipples and planted pleasure in his easily felt body.
"Oh, stop... Huh! Stop it, okay? No! Mm-hmm, ahh, chu, huh? Mahu, Kishi...... Nju, Nju, Chu, Lei, Pei, Pei"
The kiss resumes and the inner circle is swallowed again. They lick my mouth and gums and I become conscious that somehow the movement is more caressing than kissing.
When she thought so, she felt stronger, caressed her nipples and her inner body at the same time, and Liz freaked out her body with tears.
No. You can't feel it. We have to do something about them.
Concentrating his consciousness, he desperately suppresses the pleasure of attacking his entire body, causing Liz to resume the movement of his hand, which was getting awkward.
He gripped the tortoise head and meat rod with one hand at a time, the tortoise head rubbed off and the meat rod handled intensely.
Sikosikosikosikosikosiko! and Keith's tongue movement stops in such a fierce hand movement that his face is distorted and his breath is intense.
I like this. I thought this was a good way to do it. Liz repeated the same motion by adding and subtracting so much force that she felt no pain.
Keith's meat stick freaks out at the fierce handjob, and there are many cowpers leaking out of the tip.
Besides, above all, his face was distorted by the spiciness of enduring ejaculation.
"Hey, what are you patient with! Hurry up and get it out!... this, this!!
Keith grinned bitterly and hugged the girl's body as Liz said that, desperately continuing to handle her laziness.
Liz's hair up confused by her gentle embrace, kissing her ear again and again.
"You want me to ejaculate that fast... Liz is such a jerk and a nasty girl"
I'd like to argue, but I can't say it's to reduce the amount of semen, so I had to shut up and endure humiliation.
But the next word that arrived in his ear, Liz solidified for a moment.
"But I can't stand Liz like that and she's cute... enough to like me"
"... Huh?
Looking up, Keith looked stuffy with pleasure as ever.
I misheard you. It's an illusion. That's how Liz decides to concentrate on her hands.
I bet this guy only thinks about himself as much as he's sexually disposed of. They say I like you first and you're cute and you say what it is.
Sure, I've never heard anyone say that before, but there's no way I'm happy that the other guy is such a scumbag.
Liz, scattering evil in her mind, makes a mistake in adding and subtracting force.
My penis reacted freaking out to the grip that was too strong, and Keith said, "Whoa!" He raised his voice.
Keith continued to give Liz a gentle hug with a bitter smile as she accidentally apologized "I'm sorry".
"Never mind. Liz is getting this from herself, so I'm fine as much as I'm in pain right now. Thanks Liz...... I love it"
I said it again. And again after a weirdly gentle dialogue. I'm kidding. I'm cheating. I'm messing with you.
Or you're mistaken because you're the one who had a sexual relationship. I can't believe you like Liz...
(So that's why he likes me!? It doesn't matter!!
Liz's hand grew gentle on the back with the voice of her heart.
Apparently it's the first time I've been turned on for love by a heterosexual as I thought and I'm totally up. Besides, if it's from someone in a physical relationship, it's a respite.
This is how Keith, who has a bad idea, succeeded in gradually planting the planting seeds.
It's important to plant it this way until one day you start asking for Keith regardless of the contract.
But it was time for patience to come to its limit, so Keith decided not to dare put it out.
Keith gives Liz more power to cuddle when he cuts his voice as loud as he deliberately does.
"Ri, Liz... so... already, so... duh!
"Huh!? Ah... oh, that's okay. Yeah, yeah, why don't you? I mean, come on..."
"Oh, but... Ugh! Phew... Phew!
"Why are you being patient! You can let it out!! Look, already!! Why!!
I didn't like all the things anymore, and I wanted the raven to finish the corner quickly.
Liz moved her hand patiently with embarrassment and everything because she hated it the least when she put it out now and still couldn't be next if she didn't.
Then Keith let go of his body a little and stared at Liz with a troubled face.
"Kiss... I wanted to get it out while..."
"Nah!... ooh, again..."
I didn't like the kiss. Because even though I'm with this guy, my body gets hot and I feel good about it.
But if he didn't, Liz looked up in a bitter decision because Keith seemed willing to put up with it. Yet after hours, my lips don't get covered.
When I see it, Keith stares at Liz with a kiss-waiting face.
(Wow, it's from me!? Yeah, yeah, yeah!?
I've been kissed several times, but Liz, who has no experience from herself, got in trouble. Why did you tell Keith from yourself?
Keith continued to wait for a kiss as he indulged in ejaculation to Liz with a mixed face of remorse and embarrassment.
Eventually you gave up. Liz stretched her back a little and lay her lips on Keith's lips.
As soon as you do the hand job, the meat stick dogs as you let your tongue touch and lick Keith's tongue with a snack from you inside! and reacted.
Liz, who understood it was the first wave of ejaculation from her senses when she was put inside, felt the semen squirting on her body.
Dobby in my hand! Dobby! Dobby! Dobibu!! Bibi! Bibi!! and semen pulsating forever and spitting from inside.
Too strong of a karki smell. My face was distorted by disgust when that polluted my stomach and chest.
(Hey, what's this, it's not over at all! Are you sure it's broken? Yeah?)
When I looked at my chest in surprise at the semen that still kept coming out even after I stopped kissing, there was a massive creeping of semen there that turned yellow and cloudy enough to be picked.
I feel chilly considering they were putting this in my womb.
Keith, on the other hand, had goosebumps and trembled all over his body at the pleasure of firing semen that came out like peeing, as he said himself.
I even started tinnitus for ejaculation that I think all the contents of the golden balls came out, and I thought I felt too good to lose my hips.
I was relieved for a while after I left, but when Liz's hand went away and I heard her roar, "Ugh," she returned to me.
I think it would have been better if I had put this out in my vagina to Liz, who is about to cry with a tremendous amount of semen in her body.
But I can still make that opportunity, and most importantly, the meat stick starts to re-erect without thinking about Liz's obscene cuteness. They only have boulder buildup and there is still a residual amount even if all that is out.
Liz, who was wiping semen with her fingers, screamed lightly when she saw the erect meat stick again.
I'm starting to wonder if this guy is really human enough to get all this out and still have an erection.
Keith realized he was being turned to that gaze.
"It felt so good. Thank you. And you got a lot out there."
Liz resented Keith for flushing the finished semen down the drain.
Naturally because he was defiled, Keith returned such out-of-target words.
"Oh no, you don't have to look like that. I still have enough semen left. It will be less than it is now, but we can get more out than usual, so don't worry."
More than usual? I can just get this out and get more out than usual!?
I think it's a monster, but more importantly, I couldn't let that come out in my vagina first.
In fact, it seems to me that the amount and intensity of semen I have seen is even more so when I am told it is less than this.
We need to reduce it more. We have to make it thinner.
Shy and disgusted by the crisis, Liz decided to give her another hand job.
"Oh, um... well, let's get it over with"
I declare that I will give it to you from myself. I don't think it's possible, but I can't even say so. It would be a hundred times more embarrassing to receive such a horrible amount of semen.
But Keith said no to the invitation.
"I don't mind the hand job anymore. Ejaculate in Liz while it's thicker than that."
"No, no! Definitely not!! Oh, please, a little more... eh"
I don't know what to say in front of you telling me to get it out so fast until just now. Then Keith, as if waiting for it,
"... you should be asked to do so much. Oh, but my hands are already... right. I like your mouth. Liz's mouth is warm and small and it feels so good, you can give it another shot if you want."
Chip. I mean, Ferratio. It makes me sick to think that I have to feel that flavor inside again.
But the slight smell of semen left over makes me decide I can't take this in my vagina.
"... wow, that was great... damn, so... I will"
"Ooh! That's it!! Liz is amazing today. Is that a shame, after all, my penis? Then we'll continue to have a relationship even after the contract expires?
Liz stared silently at Keith as she thought I'd magically burn him to death for a joke.
Wash Liz's body and her own again like that. Now wash it properly, and Keith takes her to bed.
After all, I think Fella should be on the bed.
Placing a pillow on his hips, Liz pinched a meat stick with her fingers that smelled like soap, resting herself on Keith's groin as she knocked her upper body down a little and spread her legs.
I just gave it out but it's already stiff. I treated it lightly and told myself not to let that one out and consolidated my resolve again.
And before Keith stared happily, he opened his little mouth full, and stuck his turtle head in it.