Chapter 151 Conquer the "Atlantis" fleet

, to bring all the ship girls into the "Royal" chapter of the harem (17)

Is it comfortable... Humph... Is it... I stepped on... Super... Comfortable... Hum?

From the perspective of sexual stimulation, I feel so comfortable now that my penis is wrapped in the stockings of hatred, caressing back and forth. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac semen, the entire footwork process is silky as smooth as Dove, which melts in the mouth. The foreskin attached to the sponge body is rubbed with a sizzling sound under the combined and clamped foot of the woman's stockings. The sticky feeling makes the hatred a little disgusted while making me so excited.

If I close my eyes and don’t look at the surrounding conditions, just by comparing the touch of the penis, my enjoyment is not much different from inserting my hole.

Speaking of the meat condom I am enjoying now, the graceful bow-shaped curved soles of Ms. Killer, it is no exaggeration to say that the pair of jade feet is really the most suitable for men to play with. The wonderful toys for being masturbated by men: the bitch's feet are not as mature as their personality and conversation to the extent of tenderness. Although the soles of the feet are not as petite and delicate as girls, they are obviously not big compared to my cock. Moreover, the tenderness and elasticity of the flesh also make the footjob a little more buffering, which is not easy to control. Even if she occasionally steps too hard, it will not make me feel uncomfortable.

Especially the shape of the slits that were pieced together when the feet of Gengqiu closed were extremely wonderful. The vaguely transparent small gap was as tight as a virgin as my cock was in and out. Every time I rubbed the combined buckles, Gengqiu's tender flesh would tremble slightly with my waist and twisted hips. Maybe this "line of the sky" was softer and more compatible than the female vagina in the real world, which was really unpleasant.

Very cool!Very happy!Keep going…continue!I'm about to shoot!!

I have to admit that the routine of pressing on the bed and licking hard when I met women was really a bit rustic. The little cuties at home were so obedient to my wolves-like desires that I missed a lot of interesting ways of playing and resentment. The just-in-one difficulty for me made me taste a completely different sex experience than before.

Since at the beginning, I looked like a boar in front of my hatred and hatred, even if my happy face was distorted and salivating, there was no greater impact on the picture.

After all, I used the trick to catch women by placing them. So what if it really turns into a pool of mud and let the other party tramples on it?

But the grudges are different. Her beautiful feet massaged for me absorbed more and more demonic juice. Her feet, which were stirred by the root of evil, were infected with a virus that could make women rationally evaporate when the master was not sure about it. Unless she immediately broke her legs, the blood circulation of grudges would only pant harder and become hotter and hotter in front of me. With her only theoretical experience but not experienced any man's body, just footwork for me may come from behind to reach orgasm first. But she has not yet been alert to the abnormal changes in her body.

This is how the masters fight, and they lose Ah in the whole game after one move.

Want to cum?Please ask me... say "I will be the slave of the queen of hatred in the future"... so I will let you ejaculate... What do you think?

Resentment is unforgivable, and still possesses a condescending negotiating tone. It seems that it is still planning to take me further and force me to surrender when my sexual desire is at its most irrational.

However, even if I try my best to control the woman's red lips, I will breathe anxiously. I am afraid that if this continues, she will fall into the trap. The woman's jade arm that was originally crossed on her chest and holding her breasts was now quietly stretched under the table. Even if I closed my eyes and didn't look at the opposite side, my keen hearing also allowed me to catch the two sounds of friction in the air. In addition to the close-range sound source of footjob for me, there was also an equally intense but well-covered sound not far away. What this lady was doing with me on her back is self-evident.

Promise quickly...hum... what are you, little boar... still hesitating about?As long as you promise to be my slave...this service will be available every day...

Compared to the initial attempt to control the rhythm and use the torment of sexual desire to suck my appetite as a condition for negotiation, I now have more hands and cards. She is a very scheming woman. If I hadn't been able to help myself, I wouldn't have masturbated in front of me at the risk of being discovered. I think it was because of my aphrodisiac semen, and it was almost at the verge of collapse of reason.

Men and women play with each other like playing cards. The two sides compete with each other's skills and wits, and find each other's weaknesses through repeated temptations and defeat them in one fell swoop.

However, with my demon skills, I basically have all the cards in my hands, such as "bombs". Not to mention asking me to take the initiative, even if I passively endure the caress of the opponent, the backlash in it is not something that ordinary women can bear.

As time goes by, my aphrodisiac fluid has completely soaked in the nerve cells of my body with resentment. The woman's gasps are getting heavier and heavier, and she has reached the point where she cannot control her at all, and she is too lazy to worry about whether I will find out.

Using the cock to rub the soles of your feet can cause the vaginal fluid to flow, and your pussy is unbearable. It is no exaggeration to say that you are the most obscene slut. After enjoying high-quality footwork for more than ten minutes, this delicious dish was finally cooked to the best heat by me. Now you only need to add a little seasoning to eat, and it becomes a meal for me to eat.

Generally, I call this last process "soup pouring" as the name suggests, which is to pour my special "soup" onto the ingredients like real cooking.

As long as my semen can completely cover a woman's body, it will work the same whether it is poured on the surface or inside.

Miss resentment...AhAhAh!!Miss revenge!!

I ignored Tong Di, who wanted me to surrender, reached out and grabbed her ankle and quickly undulated her gun, making the sound of rubbing water more and more loud.

The grudge that I had clearly said before that as long as I dared to touch her would call people was shocked by my sudden outburst of beastly nature. Despite the warning, after all, her purpose was to control me with her body instead of really making enemies with me. It would be of no benefit to her to make my reputation discredited and become the laughing stock of everyone. So when I saw me so fiercely desire her, the first reaction of this bitch was to pull her back and see how I knelt on the ground and begged her after losing her beautiful feet.

But the emergency plan that had been originally planned was difficult to implement at this critical moment: even if the ship girl was not weak, the resentment did not make any quick decision to kick me away. Instead, hesitated to his reaction, or, driven by pleasure, he acknowledged my blasphemy against his body, and did not make any decent resistance to my violation of regulations and crossing the boundaries except to continue to mock me with verbal mockery.

Hum... pervert... scum... useless waste except the cock... just masturbate... just rub your ugly pig whip with my feet to vent... Haha...

I long for the beautiful feet of revenge, just like an addict who desires a cigarette gun. If I can't play with these little feet immediately, I will feel unbearable as an ants crawling on my body.

But now the grudges are also eager for my genitals, and I want me to apply more sticky juice to her white stockings, and use drinking poison to quench her thirst to relieve the itching that spreads from the soles of my feet to my heart?

Women are flowers, men are fertilizers. The more beautiful and moving flowers are, the more powerful they need to be fertilized and nourished by invincible manure. And a man like me who is the most lewd and domineering and lewd in the world is undoubtedly the leader in "fertilizer". Once it is filled and put into the soil where the flowers survive, the internal resentment will soon be filled with my nutrients, and become a female who should have shown herself in front of the male.

Cum...Fuck!!

The pleasure accumulated to the extreme. I roared and sprayed large streams of semen directly from the urethra of my penis. The sticky paste was not as thin as an ordinary man after he indulged in wine and color. Instead, it was as thick as the thick semen accumulated by an old bachelor for many years. It was almost rubbed with the white silk feet of resentment in the way of applying, making her feet look like they had just been fished out of rice paste, and the woman comforted herself with the wind of ejaculation. The tablecloth could cover the beautiful scenery of her footwork for me, but could not cover the thick smell of my semen. Although the distance was not close, the fishy smell that rushed straight to the nose still made the resentment feel dizzy at this time. It seemed that she was silent and kept a noble lady calm in front of an ordinary man. But in fact, she was also at the end of her strength. Once her tightly closed legs were separated, the scent flowing out of her vagina might not be much less than the semen I squirted out...

Is this... cum?Admiral...your cock...well...it's really...useless enough...

Many times, the more you scream, the less confident the enemy will be. I will ejaculate so well. I will not bother to refute the resentment and continue to insult me. After taking a breath, I took out a cigarette and lit it and sucked happily.

Now it was the woman opposite that was feeling uncomfortable: the erosion of lustful poison made the hatred mess up in the process of playing with me. I ejaculated comfortably on her feet. After this bitch was teased by me, she had no way to vent her desire. With the end of my ejaculation, she couldn't continue masturbating after I got angry. She could only sit there as if nothing had happened and continued to rub my cock with her feet. Obviously, things were beyond her control and were thinking about what to do next.

Of course I wouldn't give her such a chance, taking advantage of the enemy's illness to kill her...

I'm waiting for you in the bathroom. If you want my big dick, come.

Uh-huh?What are you talking about?Haha... Could it be that I was so happy that I was so happy that I was so happy, right?

The moment I ejaculated my semen and stockings, her fate was destined to be meaningless in debate. I looked at the woman who had not yet faded from her face and had never dared to face me staring. She decisively pressed the cigarette butt in her hand, lifted her pants and left Qingqiu without looking back, and came to the bathroom to sit on the toilet and liberated herself.

The excretion after ejaculation is always refreshing. The pleasure of completely emptying the filth in my body makes me feel comfortable all over. I also did not ignore the sound of footsteps wandering at the bathroom door shortly after I came in.

Although it was expected, the smooth transition of the close combat surprised me a little. My hand, who was originally planning to press the toilet flush switch, stopped because of her arrival.

Come in, I didn't lock the door.

The resentful face was filled with a blush of dissatisfaction. She pushed the door in awkwardly and locked them immediately, looking at them without knowing where to look.

I didn't say anything, just sat on the toilet and watched her ejaculate a lot of semen on her beautiful feet. At this time, my crystal high heels were covered with a thick layer of "insoles", and the sizzling rubbing sounds made when I walked, which made both of us feel restless.

You... do you still want to do it?If you are willing to bow your head and beg me, it is not impossible...

I don’t want to do it anymore. No matter what, I have raised so many women at home. It’s better to comfort them if I have the energy to do it with you.If Miss Revenge hadn't suddenly stretched her foot over before, I wouldn't have been rude to you... Do you think so?

This...well...what is said...but...

Let's just go through this today. I won't pursue what you did to me, and I won't harass you in the future. Let's just pretend that nothing happened... Hum?What are you doing?

As long as I have no need for her, the relationship between the two sides will be reversed in the ordinary concept. No matter how many or smart the ability to serve, I can't help but feel that women stand in front of me and twist back and forth. My legs are restlessly clamped back and forth, fiddling with her top-quality cannon racks as if she showed me products.

When I saw that I was completely uninterested and was about to wipe my butt with toilet paper, I finally became a little anxious. I grabbed my hand and said nothing, and my tone of speaking also had some pleading meaning:

That... are you over?Do I want me to help you wipe it?

Ah?Don't, this kind of thing... is so embarrassed.

It doesn't matter!With your identity, you should have a maid to take care of everything around you, and the same is true for the aftermath of Yougong...

Fortunately, I could cover my eyes with a wreath, otherwise I really didn't know where to look at me at this time. My cock that I just ejaculated stood straight in front of her, and the muscles on my thighs were explained by me. The abdominal muscles that I slid off my shirt. This composition is indeed full of male aura and beauty for women.

Without waiting for my answer, she took the lead in tearing off a piece from the roll of paper and stood beside me, ready to take care of me, and I didn't intend to refuse her kindness. She directly raised her butt and aimed her butt at the beauty who had just had a footwork for me. The stench in the toilet instantly made the resentment frown in disgust. It was obviously the first time I had such a service for a man.

Very smelly...

The stool is indeed very smelly, but if it really reaches the point where it is inauspicious, the resentment should shut up and complete his work as soon as possible. When the lust is activated, the woman's senses are confused or even reversed.

For example, if a man's sweat smells after strenuous exercise, he will feel disgusted and want to vomit when he is smelled by girls, but if a woman is in estrus at this time, she will feel that the smell is extremely pleasant and may even make people addicted.

My emotions were in place, so the grudges were not so resistant to my excrement. She simply decisively helped me wipe the side with dry toilet paper, and then wiped my butt grooves thoroughly with the wet wipes she carried. After throwing all the filth into the toilet, she finally breathed a sigh of relief after the turbid air around gradually dissipated.

It's already clean, Lord Admiral... Lord?

It’s a pity that I didn’t plan to miss the opportunity to humiliate her. I couldn’t help but feel a little strange when I saw that I was still sticking out my butt just now after the end. I don’t know what I was thinking about.

Not finished yet, right?

What hasn't been done yet, it's not already...

Hehe... If I were at my house, my sex slave wouldn't have ended the cleaning work so simply. I had to lick it aside before it was done!

At most, I can only accept the use of excrement by female slaves. Eating shit is a heavy taste for me. I can’t really use the little mouth of the person next to me as a discharge port so I can’t even use it without any hesitation.

I was blessed with this demonized body. When I was just excreting, I had already thought that the possibility of revenge coming in to find me, so I used water magic to pour myself in intestines. Although it seemed messy outside, it had been washed inside, so I could let the woman's little tongue come in and lick it for me.

I don’t know what I did to myself. At this time, I was shocked when I heard that I implied that she was doing oral work for the chrysanthemum I had just excreted. She was about to denounce me for being shameless, but found that she could not say anything. She neither refused my request immediately nor turned around and left, but stood obediently, allowing her body and heart to have a fierce confrontation.

It's okay if I don't do it. I'm not qualified to ask you to do this. So I'll go back first. One day I have the chance to have tea together...

No!Wait... Wait for a moment Admiral!

The revenge grabbed my hand that was holding my pants, hesitating and unable to say anything useful, but just delayed the time as much as possible, as if waiting for me to change my mind.

Maybe I will change my playing style with a slightly lighter taste at this time, such as asking her to give me a blowjob or something, this bitch will accept it without hesitation.

But I just want her to compromise and degenerate in the most struggling mentality, and to make her break through her inner bottom line for the first time, which is similar to the compliance test in the Chinese workplace. It is a method of control that can be easily controlled as long as it succeeds once.