Someone sneaked in?
Klein did not immediately turn over and sit up, but turned his body sideways, stretched his right palm under the pillow, and quietly held the death knives revolver. At the same time, he slowly relaxed his five fingers in his left hand, leaving the wriggling hunger in a state of awaiting arousal.
Knowing that he could not find food for the squirming hunger after returning to Beckland, he sneaked into the prison in Connort, Deesey Bay, found a death row inmate, confirmed his crimes, and fed it to gloves.
The people from the Rose School locked me?
No, it cannot be so fast. Besides, if it were them, they would definitely not come rashly, but would wait for the opportunity to try to succeed when I passed by a remote place, so as not to alarm Beckland's official forces... I donated too much at the Moon Mass and was targeted by criminals?
Well, a rich man from the country who just came to Beckland to make a fortune is indeed easy to become someone else's target... Of course, it may also be a night watcher to do a routine investigation... As one thought goes one by one, Klein heard a small movement coming from the balcony of the semi-open room next door.
Immediately afterwards, the lock core sounded slightly, and the floor-to-ceiling window was opened almost silently.
Klein listened carefully, and noticed footsteps passing through the semi-open room and entering the corridor.
After a moment of pause, the footsteps walked towards the master bedroom, then went over and twisted the door handle of the close-fitting male servant's room.
Going to the wrong place?Or, it's just coming to Richardson?Klein's heart moved, let go of his right palm holding the death knell's revolver, and extended to the iron cigarette box not far away.
After he lifted the wall of spirituality, an illusory figure wearing a dark infrared jacket and an old triangle hat appeared immediately and walked into the full-body mirror.
When Seniore, the secret agent of the resentful soul, jumped to the glass window of Richardson's room, he saw a brown-yellow skin, soft-silhouette, and black-haired figure walking out of the door. Richardson sat silently on the edge of the bed, leaning forward, and his back arched, as if he had merged into the darkness.
His expression was sometimes frightened, sometimes embarrassed, sometimes weak, and finally returned to silence.
It turns out that he came to find Richardson... his image characteristics are close to those of the Southern Continent... he is agile and skilled in his actions, so he should not be an ordinary person... Is this a friend Richardson met when he was in the manor in the Southern Continent, or his mother's relationship?
Richardson is just a personal servant with an annual salary of 35 pounds. If you need any help?
While observing from Seniore's perspective, Crane made guesses in her mind.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why Richardson was good at observing and liked to look at pedestrians on the balcony.
He is afraid of being found by some people!
Hopefully it's not a big problem, and it won't affect my plan... Do a divination later... If Richardson can't solve the problem, he has to find an excuse to fire him... Seeing that his personal servant had lie down again, Klein took back his resentful soul secret puppet.
…………
Meanwhile, Leonard Mitchell, who lives at 7 Pinster Street, once again entered the sleeping Bakerland shrouded in the mist.
He had asked the Daily Observer reporter Mike Joseph in his dream before and concluded that Sherlock Moriarty was not actively involved in the Lanceus incident, but was only hired to participate, which made the other party's suspicion plummet.
If the figure of this detective had not appeared on the edge of the Kaping incident and had a close relationship with Emlin White of Harvest Church, Leonard Mitchell would have wanted to give up the investigation and continue to pursue Incezangewell's whereabouts.
Because Sherlock Moriarty has not made many friends at the Crager Club, one has died in the Prince Edsack incident and the other is a reporter from Mike Joseph, so Leonard has only one goal left: Dr. Alan Kreis.
According to internal information, this doctor has also been involved in an extraordinary incident involving the "monster" path... After being replaced, he no longer has bad luck and nightmares, and his life has returned to normal... Haha, most of the people Sherlock Moriarty knows are involved with the extraordinary Ah, and this detective is definitely not simple... Leonard thought, and sounded the doorbell symbolizing Alan Chris' dream.
Entering the dream, he casually found a sofa and sat down, looked at Dr. Alan opposite him and said:
Please tell me more about the story of your relationship with Sherlock Moriarty.
Allen in the dream did not hide it. Starting from Mrs. Mary's introduction of Sherlock Moriarty to join the Crag Club, she was invited as a recommendation person, and talked until the detective suggested that he tell the bishop of the Night Goddess Church the unusual things he encountered.
As described in the information, Sherlock Moriarty was quite kind to the official forces and was endorsed by Esinger Stanton... Leonard glanced at Sherlock, who was shown by Dr. Allen, and withdrew his gaze and continued to listen.
After Alan finished talking about the relevant matters in detail, he finally said:
He went to the south for vacation and never returned, and I was always worried.
However, he is a wise and caring detective. I think he shouldn't have any problems. I hope he can attend the celebration party after my child is born.
Maybe… Leonard doubts that Sherlock Moriarty will not return to Beckland.
He then politely said goodbye and walked out of Dr. Allen's dream.
After walking a few steps forward, he subconsciously looked back and saw that in the house with a garden, misty light balls representing dreams intertwined, filling the entire space with no problem.
Is it my illusion?I always feel like there is a change in my body... Leonard whispered and turned around and flew towards Pinster Street.
As far as he sees, there is a rich mist below, and the gas street lights are dim and pale.
Suddenly, Leonard stopped flying and turned his eyes to a building.
In the house, five or six hazy balls of light were floating quietly, no different from other surrounding buildings.
However, in Leonard's inspiration, there seemed to be a black ball in the room that could absorb all the light.
And he found that he didn't know this neighborhood.
He felt palpitations and wondered if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze and prepared to leave here and rush to where his body was.
Just then, a joke sound rang out in the ordinary-looking building:
Why not come in and sit and have a cup of tea?
All the thoughts in Leonard's mind exploded instantly and he flew at high speed without thinking.
In his inspiration, the townhouses and garden buildings behind them became bigger one after another, and the doors and windows turned into mouths, and bit them at him!
The nearby iron-black gas street lamp poles grew upwards, turning the surroundings into a steel jungle, as if blocking Leonard.
Leonard did not stop, did not look back, but felt that the coldness in the vest was becoming more and more obvious and richer!
His body gradually became a little stiff, as if he was being grabbed by countless invisible hands.
Just when he thought he could not hold on, the familiar lights of the familiar windows of the house in front of him all came into his eyes.
Leonard hurriedly held his breath, fell suddenly, and fell into his dream!
Huh... He woke up suddenly, sweating all over.
Old man, what did I encounter just now?Leonard asked fearfully, retracting his legs that were placed on the edge of the desk.
The slightly old voice in his mind took a few seconds before responding:
I don't know.
Leonard's eyes suddenly dropped and he didn't ask again.
He immediately turned his eyes out the window and saw the lights of Beckland at night, quiet and peaceful.
…………
160 Berklund Street, inside the Dawn Dances Mansion.
Sir, Ms. Vahana Heisen is here.Richardson entered the room and said to Klein.
Upon hearing this, Klein put down the newspaper, raised his head, looked at his close male servant, and found that he was still taciturn, silent and restrained, timid, without any abnormality.
If it weren't for divination, it would be fine... rashly fired will easily lead to suspicion... Klein muttered silently, stood up as if nothing had happened, and asked Richardson to help him put on his coat.
A quarter of an hour later, he hugged his etiquette teacher, Vahana Heisen, and learned another dance commonly used in social occasions.
I feel like I will be out of work in a few days.After a while, Vahana implicitly praised Dawn Dances' progress and said at the end, but you are still a little restrained. Although you don't need to always stick to the ladies like Intis's man, you don't have to keep a certain distance at all times. Occasional contact is normal, and you look too stiff and rigid now.
Klein pulled the other party a little closer and responded with a smile:
I'm afraid of being rude.
Is this an act of being too close to a lady?It also includes the meaning that I am very charming, and he will make a fool of himself when he is too close to me?This is a subtle compliment...Wahana's thoughts changed and she smiled:
You have learned well.
The dance continued, Klein looked at Vahana Heisen's face and asked gently like casual chatting:
Madam, you seem to be a little worried?
Wahana lowered her head and said with a smile:
It's not a big problem. My husband is a businessman. Recently, he has had some small conflicts with some people, and we can solve them.
Well, your question just now is too direct. Before the two sides have established a friendship, try not to ask others what they have encountered unless she has shown it very clearly.
Compared to having different upper-class families, you know many ladies and ladies. The wealthy businessman who just arrived in Beckland really has no connections... Klein nodded gently and said with a smile:
I thought we were no strangers anymore.
He immediately brought up this topic and talked about his own experience and his neighbors around him. While listening, Wahana responded a few words, allowing Klein to grasp the characteristics and preferences of his neighbors more.
I haven't seen each other for a long time, even if Ms. Vahana didn't make any further statements, Klein herself had to make a statement first, after all, we are not strangers.
At the beginning, Wahana struggled shyly, but under Klein's teasing, she became half-push and half-willed, shouting, "No, no, but her body was very honest."
……
With Klein's output, Wahana shuddered and felt her hair standing up all over her body, and the desire that was about to erupt was bursting out instantly.
Ah… Arrived…
With a whine, a stream of thick and hot vaginal fluid shot out from the depths of the uterus, hitting the glans, reaching the peak orgasm.
Klein was trembling when he was called out, his body trembled. His penis hopped for a few times, and his sperm loosened, and he squirted deep into Vahana's honey path, making her tremble and twisted her delicate body...
Klein pressed heavily on Vahana, holding her cheeks with both hands, lowered his head and kissed her.
Me...Sir...No...We can't...
When Vahana was kissed by Klein, she felt like her body was being shocked. The current was strange, soft and numb, which made her gradually immersed in it and unable to extricate herself.
Klein's vagina, which was still deeply inserted into her lower body, contracting and squirming again, ejaculating slippery vaginal fluid.
Wahana wrapped her snow-white arms around Klein's neck, and her red lips were slightly open, so that Klein's tongue that was wandering outside her teeth could smoothly enter her mouth.
meet……
Vahana's breathing became heavier and heavier, squirting on Klein's face, making his thrust move even wilder, and the pair of seductive breasts on his chest were shaking by the impact of his body.
Klein hugged Vahana's plump body tightly, and his lower body was thrusting quickly. He didn't stop his movements. He grabbed her breasts and rubbed her plump and soft breasts to the fullest and soft breasts, gently kneading them, and squeezed them left and right.
Seeing that Vahana was kissed, Klein turned to her pearl-like earlobes and licked and bit her gently until Vahana's pretty face was red, her eyes were as silk as silk, and her cherry mouth was as breathing as orchid.
Gradually, the penis was thrusting faster and faster. Klein, who was not satisfied, put Wahana's legs on her shoulders, hugged her thighs with both hands and thrust her waist hard, so that the penis could penetrate deeper.
The pleasure of Wahana, who had just had an orgasm, is constantly increasing, especially the thick and hard cock shaves tightly against the delicate flesh wall when moving up and down, and each stroke brings a wonderful touch that is ecstasy and bone-absorbing.
Although he was still closing his red lips tightly, he couldn't help but let out a ummy moan from his nose. His two little hands grabbed Klein's arm tightly, and his whole body felt a sweet spasm as Klein inserted every time.
Klein's thick and hard cock thrust and penetrated Vahana's delicate vagina, spinning constantly, causing the tender vaginal flesh to contract and spasm.
Ah...Mr....No... Pull it out quickly... Even if you fall into this tide, Wahana still lets Klein pull it out quickly.
Klein didn't really pull it out, and started to slowly insert and rub it gently, and turned the thick glans against Wahana's flower core again and again.
Then he grabbed her legs, put them on his shoulders, and fucked them in a more fierce and quicker position.
Ah...Slower...too deep...
Every time Klein penetrated to the end, Wahana's vagina would automatically contract, tightly clamping Klein's cock, as if she was afraid that he would pull it out.
Every time Klein pulls it out, her hot and soft vagina will tightly wrap his thick and hard cock. The electric shock sensation stimulates Klein to fuck him harder.
This thick and hard cock was something that Vahana had never experienced before. The impact made her tremble a little. The sound of Vahana moaning was very mesmerized, the kind of trembling sound that came from her nasal cavity, which was very fascinating.
Vahana's vagina was very deep, and her ordinary cock could not reach the heart of the flower. Klein's thick and long cock was pressed against her uterus, and her body was trembling with sensual trembling.
Seeing Wahana's breathing faster and faster under her crotch, Klein had one hand climbed up to her pair of snow-white and plump peach breasts.
Keep kneading, making the whole breast change in various wave shapes in his hands.
Then he started to thrust faster, and the penis kept spinning in his vagina. The glans hit the deep flower center again and again, making Wahana's whole body tremble as if it was electric shock, thrusting her butt high, cooperating with Klein's thrust.
Ah... slower... can't stand it...Ah...
Vahana was screaming as she couldn't stand it because of the powerful impact of Klein's cock, but her hips were raising them up and thrusting hard, hoping that Klein's cock would penetrate deeper and faster. Her wonderful feeling of forgetting herself made her tremble all over.
The pleasure that Klein brought her had already submerged her rationally and no longer cared about anything else. The vaginal fluid in her vagina was flowing out like a mountain torrent.
Ah…into the end…Ah…
Vahana's vaginal fluid overflowed along the two of them, wet her buttocks, and finally fell on the bed sheet under her.
After dozens of deep penetrations, Wahana's body suddenly stretched straight, her vagina contracted violently, and streams of honey-like vaginal fluid were squeezed out from the seams of the lower bodies of the two.
Ah… Arrived…Ah…Ah…
With this moan, Vahana was sweating all over her body, and she grabbed Klein's arm with both hands. Her two full breasts were trembling and trembling constantly because of the trembling body.
The warm vaginal fluid kept washing on the glans. Klein shivered and thrust a few times, and the semen shot into her uterus...
……
After Wahana left, Klein stood at the door for a long time, turned his head to the butler and said:
Walter, figure out what trouble Ms. Vahana is in and if she can’t solve it, we will help in time.
Klein did not immediately turn over and sit up, but turned his body sideways, stretched his right palm under the pillow, and quietly held the death knives revolver. At the same time, he slowly relaxed his five fingers in his left hand, leaving the wriggling hunger in a state of awaiting arousal.
Knowing that he could not find food for the squirming hunger after returning to Beckland, he sneaked into the prison in Connort, Deesey Bay, found a death row inmate, confirmed his crimes, and fed it to gloves.
The people from the Rose School locked me?
No, it cannot be so fast. Besides, if it were them, they would definitely not come rashly, but would wait for the opportunity to try to succeed when I passed by a remote place, so as not to alarm Beckland's official forces... I donated too much at the Moon Mass and was targeted by criminals?
Well, a rich man from the country who just came to Beckland to make a fortune is indeed easy to become someone else's target... Of course, it may also be a night watcher to do a routine investigation... As one thought goes one by one, Klein heard a small movement coming from the balcony of the semi-open room next door.
Immediately afterwards, the lock core sounded slightly, and the floor-to-ceiling window was opened almost silently.
Klein listened carefully, and noticed footsteps passing through the semi-open room and entering the corridor.
After a moment of pause, the footsteps walked towards the master bedroom, then went over and twisted the door handle of the close-fitting male servant's room.
Going to the wrong place?Or, it's just coming to Richardson?Klein's heart moved, let go of his right palm holding the death knell's revolver, and extended to the iron cigarette box not far away.
After he lifted the wall of spirituality, an illusory figure wearing a dark infrared jacket and an old triangle hat appeared immediately and walked into the full-body mirror.
When Seniore, the secret agent of the resentful soul, jumped to the glass window of Richardson's room, he saw a brown-yellow skin, soft-silhouette, and black-haired figure walking out of the door. Richardson sat silently on the edge of the bed, leaning forward, and his back arched, as if he had merged into the darkness.
His expression was sometimes frightened, sometimes embarrassed, sometimes weak, and finally returned to silence.
It turns out that he came to find Richardson... his image characteristics are close to those of the Southern Continent... he is agile and skilled in his actions, so he should not be an ordinary person... Is this a friend Richardson met when he was in the manor in the Southern Continent, or his mother's relationship?
Richardson is just a personal servant with an annual salary of 35 pounds. If you need any help?
While observing from Seniore's perspective, Crane made guesses in her mind.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why Richardson was good at observing and liked to look at pedestrians on the balcony.
He is afraid of being found by some people!
Hopefully it's not a big problem, and it won't affect my plan... Do a divination later... If Richardson can't solve the problem, he has to find an excuse to fire him... Seeing that his personal servant had lie down again, Klein took back his resentful soul secret puppet.
…………
Meanwhile, Leonard Mitchell, who lives at 7 Pinster Street, once again entered the sleeping Bakerland shrouded in the mist.
He had asked the Daily Observer reporter Mike Joseph in his dream before and concluded that Sherlock Moriarty was not actively involved in the Lanceus incident, but was only hired to participate, which made the other party's suspicion plummet.
If the figure of this detective had not appeared on the edge of the Kaping incident and had a close relationship with Emlin White of Harvest Church, Leonard Mitchell would have wanted to give up the investigation and continue to pursue Incezangewell's whereabouts.
Because Sherlock Moriarty has not made many friends at the Crager Club, one has died in the Prince Edsack incident and the other is a reporter from Mike Joseph, so Leonard has only one goal left: Dr. Alan Kreis.
According to internal information, this doctor has also been involved in an extraordinary incident involving the "monster" path... After being replaced, he no longer has bad luck and nightmares, and his life has returned to normal... Haha, most of the people Sherlock Moriarty knows are involved with the extraordinary Ah, and this detective is definitely not simple... Leonard thought, and sounded the doorbell symbolizing Alan Chris' dream.
Entering the dream, he casually found a sofa and sat down, looked at Dr. Alan opposite him and said:
Please tell me more about the story of your relationship with Sherlock Moriarty.
Allen in the dream did not hide it. Starting from Mrs. Mary's introduction of Sherlock Moriarty to join the Crag Club, she was invited as a recommendation person, and talked until the detective suggested that he tell the bishop of the Night Goddess Church the unusual things he encountered.
As described in the information, Sherlock Moriarty was quite kind to the official forces and was endorsed by Esinger Stanton... Leonard glanced at Sherlock, who was shown by Dr. Allen, and withdrew his gaze and continued to listen.
After Alan finished talking about the relevant matters in detail, he finally said:
He went to the south for vacation and never returned, and I was always worried.
However, he is a wise and caring detective. I think he shouldn't have any problems. I hope he can attend the celebration party after my child is born.
Maybe… Leonard doubts that Sherlock Moriarty will not return to Beckland.
He then politely said goodbye and walked out of Dr. Allen's dream.
After walking a few steps forward, he subconsciously looked back and saw that in the house with a garden, misty light balls representing dreams intertwined, filling the entire space with no problem.
Is it my illusion?I always feel like there is a change in my body... Leonard whispered and turned around and flew towards Pinster Street.
As far as he sees, there is a rich mist below, and the gas street lights are dim and pale.
Suddenly, Leonard stopped flying and turned his eyes to a building.
In the house, five or six hazy balls of light were floating quietly, no different from other surrounding buildings.
However, in Leonard's inspiration, there seemed to be a black ball in the room that could absorb all the light.
And he found that he didn't know this neighborhood.
He felt palpitations and wondered if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze and prepared to leave here and rush to where his body was.
Just then, a joke sound rang out in the ordinary-looking building:
Why not come in and sit and have a cup of tea?
All the thoughts in Leonard's mind exploded instantly and he flew at high speed without thinking.
In his inspiration, the townhouses and garden buildings behind them became bigger one after another, and the doors and windows turned into mouths, and bit them at him!
The nearby iron-black gas street lamp poles grew upwards, turning the surroundings into a steel jungle, as if blocking Leonard.
Leonard did not stop, did not look back, but felt that the coldness in the vest was becoming more and more obvious and richer!
His body gradually became a little stiff, as if he was being grabbed by countless invisible hands.
Just when he thought he could not hold on, the familiar lights of the familiar windows of the house in front of him all came into his eyes.
Leonard hurriedly held his breath, fell suddenly, and fell into his dream!
Huh... He woke up suddenly, sweating all over.
Old man, what did I encounter just now?Leonard asked fearfully, retracting his legs that were placed on the edge of the desk.
The slightly old voice in his mind took a few seconds before responding:
I don't know.
Leonard's eyes suddenly dropped and he didn't ask again.
He immediately turned his eyes out the window and saw the lights of Beckland at night, quiet and peaceful.
…………
160 Berklund Street, inside the Dawn Dances Mansion.
Sir, Ms. Vahana Heisen is here.Richardson entered the room and said to Klein.
Upon hearing this, Klein put down the newspaper, raised his head, looked at his close male servant, and found that he was still taciturn, silent and restrained, timid, without any abnormality.
If it weren't for divination, it would be fine... rashly fired will easily lead to suspicion... Klein muttered silently, stood up as if nothing had happened, and asked Richardson to help him put on his coat.
A quarter of an hour later, he hugged his etiquette teacher, Vahana Heisen, and learned another dance commonly used in social occasions.
I feel like I will be out of work in a few days.After a while, Vahana implicitly praised Dawn Dances' progress and said at the end, but you are still a little restrained. Although you don't need to always stick to the ladies like Intis's man, you don't have to keep a certain distance at all times. Occasional contact is normal, and you look too stiff and rigid now.
Klein pulled the other party a little closer and responded with a smile:
I'm afraid of being rude.
Is this an act of being too close to a lady?It also includes the meaning that I am very charming, and he will make a fool of himself when he is too close to me?This is a subtle compliment...Wahana's thoughts changed and she smiled:
You have learned well.
The dance continued, Klein looked at Vahana Heisen's face and asked gently like casual chatting:
Madam, you seem to be a little worried?
Wahana lowered her head and said with a smile:
It's not a big problem. My husband is a businessman. Recently, he has had some small conflicts with some people, and we can solve them.
Well, your question just now is too direct. Before the two sides have established a friendship, try not to ask others what they have encountered unless she has shown it very clearly.
Compared to having different upper-class families, you know many ladies and ladies. The wealthy businessman who just arrived in Beckland really has no connections... Klein nodded gently and said with a smile:
I thought we were no strangers anymore.
He immediately brought up this topic and talked about his own experience and his neighbors around him. While listening, Wahana responded a few words, allowing Klein to grasp the characteristics and preferences of his neighbors more.
I haven't seen each other for a long time, even if Ms. Vahana didn't make any further statements, Klein herself had to make a statement first, after all, we are not strangers.
At the beginning, Wahana struggled shyly, but under Klein's teasing, she became half-push and half-willed, shouting, "No, no, but her body was very honest."
……
With Klein's output, Wahana shuddered and felt her hair standing up all over her body, and the desire that was about to erupt was bursting out instantly.
Ah… Arrived…
With a whine, a stream of thick and hot vaginal fluid shot out from the depths of the uterus, hitting the glans, reaching the peak orgasm.
Klein was trembling when he was called out, his body trembled. His penis hopped for a few times, and his sperm loosened, and he squirted deep into Vahana's honey path, making her tremble and twisted her delicate body...
Klein pressed heavily on Vahana, holding her cheeks with both hands, lowered his head and kissed her.
Me...Sir...No...We can't...
When Vahana was kissed by Klein, she felt like her body was being shocked. The current was strange, soft and numb, which made her gradually immersed in it and unable to extricate herself.
Klein's vagina, which was still deeply inserted into her lower body, contracting and squirming again, ejaculating slippery vaginal fluid.
Wahana wrapped her snow-white arms around Klein's neck, and her red lips were slightly open, so that Klein's tongue that was wandering outside her teeth could smoothly enter her mouth.
meet……
Vahana's breathing became heavier and heavier, squirting on Klein's face, making his thrust move even wilder, and the pair of seductive breasts on his chest were shaking by the impact of his body.
Klein hugged Vahana's plump body tightly, and his lower body was thrusting quickly. He didn't stop his movements. He grabbed her breasts and rubbed her plump and soft breasts to the fullest and soft breasts, gently kneading them, and squeezed them left and right.
Seeing that Vahana was kissed, Klein turned to her pearl-like earlobes and licked and bit her gently until Vahana's pretty face was red, her eyes were as silk as silk, and her cherry mouth was as breathing as orchid.
Gradually, the penis was thrusting faster and faster. Klein, who was not satisfied, put Wahana's legs on her shoulders, hugged her thighs with both hands and thrust her waist hard, so that the penis could penetrate deeper.
The pleasure of Wahana, who had just had an orgasm, is constantly increasing, especially the thick and hard cock shaves tightly against the delicate flesh wall when moving up and down, and each stroke brings a wonderful touch that is ecstasy and bone-absorbing.
Although he was still closing his red lips tightly, he couldn't help but let out a ummy moan from his nose. His two little hands grabbed Klein's arm tightly, and his whole body felt a sweet spasm as Klein inserted every time.
Klein's thick and hard cock thrust and penetrated Vahana's delicate vagina, spinning constantly, causing the tender vaginal flesh to contract and spasm.
Ah...Mr....No... Pull it out quickly... Even if you fall into this tide, Wahana still lets Klein pull it out quickly.
Klein didn't really pull it out, and started to slowly insert and rub it gently, and turned the thick glans against Wahana's flower core again and again.
Then he grabbed her legs, put them on his shoulders, and fucked them in a more fierce and quicker position.
Ah...Slower...too deep...
Every time Klein penetrated to the end, Wahana's vagina would automatically contract, tightly clamping Klein's cock, as if she was afraid that he would pull it out.
Every time Klein pulls it out, her hot and soft vagina will tightly wrap his thick and hard cock. The electric shock sensation stimulates Klein to fuck him harder.
This thick and hard cock was something that Vahana had never experienced before. The impact made her tremble a little. The sound of Vahana moaning was very mesmerized, the kind of trembling sound that came from her nasal cavity, which was very fascinating.
Vahana's vagina was very deep, and her ordinary cock could not reach the heart of the flower. Klein's thick and long cock was pressed against her uterus, and her body was trembling with sensual trembling.
Seeing Wahana's breathing faster and faster under her crotch, Klein had one hand climbed up to her pair of snow-white and plump peach breasts.
Keep kneading, making the whole breast change in various wave shapes in his hands.
Then he started to thrust faster, and the penis kept spinning in his vagina. The glans hit the deep flower center again and again, making Wahana's whole body tremble as if it was electric shock, thrusting her butt high, cooperating with Klein's thrust.
Ah... slower... can't stand it...Ah...
Vahana was screaming as she couldn't stand it because of the powerful impact of Klein's cock, but her hips were raising them up and thrusting hard, hoping that Klein's cock would penetrate deeper and faster. Her wonderful feeling of forgetting herself made her tremble all over.
The pleasure that Klein brought her had already submerged her rationally and no longer cared about anything else. The vaginal fluid in her vagina was flowing out like a mountain torrent.
Ah…into the end…Ah…
Vahana's vaginal fluid overflowed along the two of them, wet her buttocks, and finally fell on the bed sheet under her.
After dozens of deep penetrations, Wahana's body suddenly stretched straight, her vagina contracted violently, and streams of honey-like vaginal fluid were squeezed out from the seams of the lower bodies of the two.
Ah… Arrived…Ah…Ah…
With this moan, Vahana was sweating all over her body, and she grabbed Klein's arm with both hands. Her two full breasts were trembling and trembling constantly because of the trembling body.
The warm vaginal fluid kept washing on the glans. Klein shivered and thrust a few times, and the semen shot into her uterus...
……
After Wahana left, Klein stood at the door for a long time, turned his head to the butler and said:
Walter, figure out what trouble Ms. Vahana is in and if she can’t solve it, we will help in time.
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