Hope your ladies don't blame me for abuse of your baby so much...
After I placed the DSR-50's body on the "Black Dragon Swing", I lay back in a large shape, opening the body portal to provide enough convenience for her to play with me.
The woman's black silk jade feet slowly moved upward along my thighs and hooked forward. The tip of her toes gently pressed against my raised crotch. Driven by the knee joint, the body of the DSR-50 was like a swaying boat driven by the waves after the breakdown. It was rippling on the swing with the "tent" between my crotch as the fulcrum. It seemed that I was very happy to play. This time I didn't have to make any effort. Instead, the DSR-50 needed to seize the time if she wanted to win the game. Now, seeing her ease and calm look, I was very curious. I don't know what the hell is in this bitch's mind that can be used for me so slowly in ten minutes.
Oh...Bitch, help me...Ah Wave is comfortable!
The woman's toes made my cock harder, and the physiological reaction of the congested erection made the rage dragon under my crotch so a little painful under the constraints of my underwear, causing me to twist in a very uneasy manner.
After finding out that I was starting to feel uncomfortable, the DSR-50 pulled the zipper of my pants away as soon as possible. Although the fabric of the underwear still caused me a strong sense of restraint, it was less restrictive after all. My cock was like an elastic rubber stick to prop up the underwear from the gap in the pants chain. The prostate fluid from premature ejaculation exposed a small amount of dirty water stains on the tip of my white underwear. I couldn't help but laugh and showed a playful expression to me on the swing that was condescending.
Ah... so much juice leaks early... Have you been too indulging in the late sensation and can't bear to eat?
Indulgence is a fact, but the body can eat or live... I also asked the DSR doctor to treat me well.
Haha Wave, you are really good at saying... Well, the hardness of the Wave's penis is very good, and the size after erection is also... Ah Wave is these sticky juices... You need to collect more for testing.
It's not just the tip that leaks prostate juice outwards. After my erection, my cock is stimulated by the opposite sex, and now it will automatically secrete aphrodisiac juice outwards. It turns from an actively activated magic into a passive skill. Unless it is deliberately controlled, you can't stop even if you want to stop. The firm dragon pillar is like a sponge that sucks water. When squeezed slightly, it will leak out the nausea white and turbid sticky juice.
She just stepped on my cock and rubbed it. My panties were completely wet. The harder penis and sticky liquid were brushing on my abdomen. Not only did it rub everywhere between my crotch, but the large amount even leaked out the cotton cloth of the underwear, and it was rubbed directly on the stockings on the soles of the DSR-50.
The woman's feet were as sticky as if they were taken out of the foot wash basin filled with lubricating liquid, and it was moist and reflective. I wonder if the little slut, DSR-50, was affected, or if she was full of determination and could still remain calm in this situation?
This slimy feeling is as slippery as an eel. Sorry, Commander, I don’t hate this feeling, but...
The secret that aphrodisiac can make women feel estrus is that I never reveal to the outside world. The sluts in my harem have done it with me more often. I can feel that the sticky juice secreted by my penis is a bit weird, but women who don’t often have sex with me are not clear about this.
The DSR-50's calmness lasted for a while, and soon she felt that the soles of her feet were hot and her insteps were very itchy and eager for men's caress. If she continued to play with my cock so leisurely, she was afraid that it was not me who was even more tormented. Under my pressure, she finally planned to get serious.
Oh...this technique...Ah no, it's foot technique...NB's very!I am really the slutty baby I am best at foot sex...
Compared with regular sex, although my cock was not fucked by foot many times, I have basically been stomped on and ejaculated several times by my beloved slutty slaves.
Compared with most women who regard themselves as my sex slave, they dare not use too hard and fast when playing with me, for fear of not paying attention to the restrained attitude of stepping on me, the DSR-50 is a different woman's innate temperament and personality. She is destined to be a dangerous product that a man cannot control. It is a sports car with surging power. When she is galloping with her on the road, she is at risk of car destruction and death at any time.
The woman accelerated the speed of stepping on the cock for me. Although she was carefully tempted, she did not ask for my opinions in service at all. Instead, she was observing my expression and gradually deepening her strength. She only grasped the most comfortable point in this way. It can be said that she was full of socialite skills and understood the mentality of men too much.
Ah Wave is really...awesome...this cock...the commander's stinky cock...it actually has...well...the magic that makes people fall...
The DSR-50 did not use the 'first arch to make my cock go in and out of it. Instead, my feet were in their own division of labour, which made me feel an indescribable wonder. As I said before, this woman's toes were very powerful, and she could even swing her body to swing while hooking my toes with her toes. After starting to help me with footwork, the bitch actually placed the main part of the serving of her left foot on my testicles. The sharp and powerful toe, like an animal claw, slid back and forth in my testicles and thighs like a scalpel wrapped in stockings. Although the movement was not gentle, it was extremely accurate. The movement of stirring the seminal vesicles in my testicles was very strong, which was very stimulating, but it did not make me feel unacceptable pain. It really reached the pinnacle in my technique.
Just like what I did to my female slaves, I often used a little force to make them bittersweet when I knead their breasts and butts, so that all this feeling turned into a happy signal when I was fucked to the extreme, so that they could feel comfortable under conditioned reflex even if they were violently used by me.
Now I am served by the DSR-50 in the same way. The slight squeezing and swelling from the testicles also awakened my trembling soul. Although the expression on my face looked a little unbearable, my cock, which could not lie, was shamelessly put on standby. Its erection was the largest size and trembling under the other jade foot of Miss DSR, causing the noble and dignified lady to step on me while tasting wine.
Don't move around!Haha Wave I know you didn’t mean to resist, but... if you want to be more comfortable, you have to endure it now. Could it be that you can’t even do such a thing?
Even if there is time limit and the interference of aphrodisiac semen on the mind, the DSR-50 only uses one of her feet when she fucked me for footwork. She looked calm and confident that she would let me ejaculate within ten minutes. She concentrated all her strength on her left foot to fiddle with my testicles, and burned my lust as quickly as wildfire. The right foot kept stepping on my cock, and the soft soles of my feet stepped on my incorruptible penis tightly on my abdominal muscles and rubbed my slippery foreskin back and forth, and cooperated with my left foot to move and remain calm, just like two people serving me together, allowing me to fully experience the joy of being trampled on my dignity by this woman.
Ah…I have to admit…in front of you women with temperament…I am really a useless waste!I feel so happy with my little slutty feet...
The DSR-50 did not make fun of me for my cowardly words. After all, no matter how much I give in and behave like a verbal person, as long as my cock is still hard, this woman is not considered a victory. We focused on the competition between skills and will. Although this noble lady's beauty's footjob skills are outstanding, it is still a bit difficult for me to ejaculate directly in ten minutes with this simple stimulation.
Cum!I can't stand it anymore!!I want to cum for you!My slut baby AhAhAhAh!!!
I wanted to see the embarrassing expression of the DSR-50 at the last moment, so I controlled my ejaculation rhythm and physical reaction. At the moment ten minutes passed, I no longer endured the pleasure, and directly sprayed the sticky semen outwards. The moment my semen burned Miss DSR, I obviously felt that she shook naturally. Obviously, after being tortured by aphrodisiac semen for a long time, this bitch was also at the end of her strength because my ejaculation stimulated her orgasm.
Ha...ha... It's a pity that Ah didn't get the commander to shoot it within the specified time. It was someone who lost the Wave
It is never a shame for a woman to lose to a man in bed.
The DSR-50 generously admitted defeat, got off the swing and hugged it in my arms, and was rubbed by me hard and kissed my little mouth. It continued the orgasm pleasure that I had just fucked for a while, and finally introduced me with satisfaction the second piece of information she collected in the place of love and moon.
That Mr. Murta Stark, strictly speaking, is an Indian descent.
Indian?Can Indians do such a big business in the United States and still get into the top tide?This is far beyond my understanding...
The United States claims to be democratic and free, but in fact, it has always been controlled by white people in the political and economic field. It will not give other ethnic groups any opportunity to speak in key areas of the country. I won’t say that politics is. Although there was a black president here a few years ago, in fact, 90% of the members of the Senate and House of Representatives who decided on national policies are white people with family heritage. After I got the son, although there was a little more "gilded" process of brushing resumes, it was generally not much different from the operating model of feudal society.
This is especially true in capitalism, a system that also requires primitive accumulation and family inheritance. In addition to white people, as the main body of the country, only a few lucky people from other ethnic groups such as African Americans, Asians, Latinos and even Indians have been deliberately arranged to enter the elite circle to demonstrate national democracy and national harmony. It is also a non-key area that can be replaced at will. It is really a bit confusing to be able to achieve an oligarchic shareholder like "Stark Industries" who almost monopolizes the US arms market. Is it really a bit confused. Could this brother really apply enough magic oil to bleach himself?
In fact, Howard Stark, the founder of Stark Industry, and his wife are both authentic Americans. Their son, Tony Stark, known as "Iron Man", had nothing to do with India when he started his family.However, in the third generation of the Stark family, Tony Stark's daughter Morgan Stark was born with an Indian man and gave birth to Murta Stark, the current leader of Stark's industry.
Wow, it's amazing.The father of Mr. Murta Stark is really lucky. He can marry into a top wealthy family like this to do sn in law...
It is not necessarily purely based on luck. Commander Stark Industries has always been famous for its technology that is ahead of the world's top level. The first two generations of leaders were mechanical geniuses. Their own value is equivalent to the company's property and has irreplaceable uniqueness.However, in Morgan Stark's generation, this girl did not have the talent for mechanical manufacturing, so it was inevitable to recruit a son-in-law to maintain the family's control over technology.
So that's it. Morgan Stark's husband, Murta Stark's father, was attracted to the Stark family because he was outstanding in the field of technology. Although most other countries in the world have a relatively ridiculous impression of India, like a group of ignorant primitive people who have not evolved, after all, that country has a population base of one billion. Indians who can go abroad to make a living are Brahmins at the top of the caste system. They have been carefully trained by their families with conditions that are not inferior to wealthy European and American families since childhood. They should go to college and go abroad to further their studies. In the scientific research field of European and American cards, Indians are like fish in water. Holding to be a worker for white Europeans and Americans is an opportunity to change their destiny, Americans can't welcome them. This has also led to a large number of Indian-born talents in the United States...
In this way, what happened to the Stark family in recent years can probably clarify the story of my hero and hero until Morgan Stark. Her child has never been able to inherit the family's technology and has begun to live an enviable life as a rich second generation.
Once there is no technological accumulation beyond the current technological level, Murta Stark will not be able to hold the entire enterprise in his own hands and be recognized by the upper class of the United States.
He must use ordinary business thinking to solve the problems in front of him and must win himself a chance to continue to survive in the upper class of American society. Therefore, he needs Helena Douglas, a rich lady, as a springboard. It seems to be a business behavior that is beneficial to each other, but in fact it is a major plan for the Stark family and even Murtat Stark himself to survive. Otherwise, once Morgan Stark dies one day, the largest US military factory under the Indian brother's charge will be eaten by those elite white people who have long been jealous of the Stark family's wealth in one bite.
These Ansamans inherited the arrogant blood-discriminatory nature of Europeans, and they did not recognize the arrogant guys who enjoyed the same human rights as white people in their bones.
Seeing an Indian making a fortune in the United States through the most profitable business, these robbers’ descendants could not use any formal means to suppress him. They directly hired a mentally ill gunman to shoot the Indian brother in the head and divide the equity of Stark Industry. It’s all done...
Hahaha... It's really not easy. I can understand why this old guy is so keen on women who are a noble lady. If you don't rely on women, you can't survive. This is too cowardly...
After the information was finished, the DSR-50 was rubbed in my arms, and my pretty face turned red. The aphrodisiac and semen absorbed by the soles of her feet were torturing her mental core, giving her body a command to dedicate to me to enjoy the carnality.
The beauty's despised desire and pretended to be reserved is pity, but it also makes me appreciate the game tonight and continue playing. It would be boring to turn her, a noble lady into a slutty little bitch so quickly.
I added two ice cubes to the DSR-50's wine, so she let her drink some cold and calm down a little, and then she started the next part of the game with her hands ready to go.
I'm going to lose it...I'll fuck!What are you two doing!
I picked up the darts on the table and wanted to continue playing with the two tactical humanoid beauties through the previous game. I didn't want to see that before I threw the darts, Haruta, who fainted from several climaxes, crawled over from the other side of the sofa and licked my cock, gently helping me clean up the remaining semen on the cock.
The DSR-50 hugged me and pressed my chest with her breasts as before. At the same time, her little mouth with sweet wine smelled also kissed and licked my face. Not only did it make me feel restless, but it also blocked my sight directly, leaving me without the confidence to throw a dart...
Commander...Don't you like we're so close to you?Sure enough, I still think your wife and concubine are better... I no longer have the desire for us female subordinates?
How is that possible... OK, you guys continue, I'm going to lose it.
I couldn't win me by playing games normally, and the DSR-50 and Chuntian began to play tricks. They used women's own superior conditions to increase the difficulty of my operation out of thin air. Now I can only force myself to do it. In the occasional vague view, I threw it casually, and the dart barely stabbed the turntable and the outer edge, and it was off the target after three or five millimeters...
Well...it's a pity!You still hit the next challenge, which is the "two-female-on-ride style", requiring the three of us to climax together, the difference between the time is no more than 5 seconds. Are you confident?
"Two-person female riding style" is when I lay on the sofa, facing upward, two beauties riding on my cock and one on my face. This position is not difficult for me, a sturdy man who often plays chaotic sex in the harem. The problem is that three people need orgasm at the same time in 5 seconds. Generally, this operation requires the woman to cooperate with me. After all, once my body starts, my body is under the butts of both of them, and their control is very limited. If the two beauties caress each other's body when I cannot see them, I will not be able to ejaculate together when they are surging. From the perspective of the game alone, the difficulty is much higher than the previous two links.
After I placed the DSR-50's body on the "Black Dragon Swing", I lay back in a large shape, opening the body portal to provide enough convenience for her to play with me.
The woman's black silk jade feet slowly moved upward along my thighs and hooked forward. The tip of her toes gently pressed against my raised crotch. Driven by the knee joint, the body of the DSR-50 was like a swaying boat driven by the waves after the breakdown. It was rippling on the swing with the "tent" between my crotch as the fulcrum. It seemed that I was very happy to play. This time I didn't have to make any effort. Instead, the DSR-50 needed to seize the time if she wanted to win the game. Now, seeing her ease and calm look, I was very curious. I don't know what the hell is in this bitch's mind that can be used for me so slowly in ten minutes.
Oh...Bitch, help me...Ah Wave is comfortable!
The woman's toes made my cock harder, and the physiological reaction of the congested erection made the rage dragon under my crotch so a little painful under the constraints of my underwear, causing me to twist in a very uneasy manner.
After finding out that I was starting to feel uncomfortable, the DSR-50 pulled the zipper of my pants away as soon as possible. Although the fabric of the underwear still caused me a strong sense of restraint, it was less restrictive after all. My cock was like an elastic rubber stick to prop up the underwear from the gap in the pants chain. The prostate fluid from premature ejaculation exposed a small amount of dirty water stains on the tip of my white underwear. I couldn't help but laugh and showed a playful expression to me on the swing that was condescending.
Ah... so much juice leaks early... Have you been too indulging in the late sensation and can't bear to eat?
Indulgence is a fact, but the body can eat or live... I also asked the DSR doctor to treat me well.
Haha Wave, you are really good at saying... Well, the hardness of the Wave's penis is very good, and the size after erection is also... Ah Wave is these sticky juices... You need to collect more for testing.
It's not just the tip that leaks prostate juice outwards. After my erection, my cock is stimulated by the opposite sex, and now it will automatically secrete aphrodisiac juice outwards. It turns from an actively activated magic into a passive skill. Unless it is deliberately controlled, you can't stop even if you want to stop. The firm dragon pillar is like a sponge that sucks water. When squeezed slightly, it will leak out the nausea white and turbid sticky juice.
She just stepped on my cock and rubbed it. My panties were completely wet. The harder penis and sticky liquid were brushing on my abdomen. Not only did it rub everywhere between my crotch, but the large amount even leaked out the cotton cloth of the underwear, and it was rubbed directly on the stockings on the soles of the DSR-50.
The woman's feet were as sticky as if they were taken out of the foot wash basin filled with lubricating liquid, and it was moist and reflective. I wonder if the little slut, DSR-50, was affected, or if she was full of determination and could still remain calm in this situation?
This slimy feeling is as slippery as an eel. Sorry, Commander, I don’t hate this feeling, but...
The secret that aphrodisiac can make women feel estrus is that I never reveal to the outside world. The sluts in my harem have done it with me more often. I can feel that the sticky juice secreted by my penis is a bit weird, but women who don’t often have sex with me are not clear about this.
The DSR-50's calmness lasted for a while, and soon she felt that the soles of her feet were hot and her insteps were very itchy and eager for men's caress. If she continued to play with my cock so leisurely, she was afraid that it was not me who was even more tormented. Under my pressure, she finally planned to get serious.
Oh...this technique...Ah no, it's foot technique...NB's very!I am really the slutty baby I am best at foot sex...
Compared with regular sex, although my cock was not fucked by foot many times, I have basically been stomped on and ejaculated several times by my beloved slutty slaves.
Compared with most women who regard themselves as my sex slave, they dare not use too hard and fast when playing with me, for fear of not paying attention to the restrained attitude of stepping on me, the DSR-50 is a different woman's innate temperament and personality. She is destined to be a dangerous product that a man cannot control. It is a sports car with surging power. When she is galloping with her on the road, she is at risk of car destruction and death at any time.
The woman accelerated the speed of stepping on the cock for me. Although she was carefully tempted, she did not ask for my opinions in service at all. Instead, she was observing my expression and gradually deepening her strength. She only grasped the most comfortable point in this way. It can be said that she was full of socialite skills and understood the mentality of men too much.
Ah Wave is really...awesome...this cock...the commander's stinky cock...it actually has...well...the magic that makes people fall...
The DSR-50 did not use the 'first arch to make my cock go in and out of it. Instead, my feet were in their own division of labour, which made me feel an indescribable wonder. As I said before, this woman's toes were very powerful, and she could even swing her body to swing while hooking my toes with her toes. After starting to help me with footwork, the bitch actually placed the main part of the serving of her left foot on my testicles. The sharp and powerful toe, like an animal claw, slid back and forth in my testicles and thighs like a scalpel wrapped in stockings. Although the movement was not gentle, it was extremely accurate. The movement of stirring the seminal vesicles in my testicles was very strong, which was very stimulating, but it did not make me feel unacceptable pain. It really reached the pinnacle in my technique.
Just like what I did to my female slaves, I often used a little force to make them bittersweet when I knead their breasts and butts, so that all this feeling turned into a happy signal when I was fucked to the extreme, so that they could feel comfortable under conditioned reflex even if they were violently used by me.
Now I am served by the DSR-50 in the same way. The slight squeezing and swelling from the testicles also awakened my trembling soul. Although the expression on my face looked a little unbearable, my cock, which could not lie, was shamelessly put on standby. Its erection was the largest size and trembling under the other jade foot of Miss DSR, causing the noble and dignified lady to step on me while tasting wine.
Don't move around!Haha Wave I know you didn’t mean to resist, but... if you want to be more comfortable, you have to endure it now. Could it be that you can’t even do such a thing?
Even if there is time limit and the interference of aphrodisiac semen on the mind, the DSR-50 only uses one of her feet when she fucked me for footwork. She looked calm and confident that she would let me ejaculate within ten minutes. She concentrated all her strength on her left foot to fiddle with my testicles, and burned my lust as quickly as wildfire. The right foot kept stepping on my cock, and the soft soles of my feet stepped on my incorruptible penis tightly on my abdominal muscles and rubbed my slippery foreskin back and forth, and cooperated with my left foot to move and remain calm, just like two people serving me together, allowing me to fully experience the joy of being trampled on my dignity by this woman.
Ah…I have to admit…in front of you women with temperament…I am really a useless waste!I feel so happy with my little slutty feet...
The DSR-50 did not make fun of me for my cowardly words. After all, no matter how much I give in and behave like a verbal person, as long as my cock is still hard, this woman is not considered a victory. We focused on the competition between skills and will. Although this noble lady's beauty's footjob skills are outstanding, it is still a bit difficult for me to ejaculate directly in ten minutes with this simple stimulation.
Cum!I can't stand it anymore!!I want to cum for you!My slut baby AhAhAhAh!!!
I wanted to see the embarrassing expression of the DSR-50 at the last moment, so I controlled my ejaculation rhythm and physical reaction. At the moment ten minutes passed, I no longer endured the pleasure, and directly sprayed the sticky semen outwards. The moment my semen burned Miss DSR, I obviously felt that she shook naturally. Obviously, after being tortured by aphrodisiac semen for a long time, this bitch was also at the end of her strength because my ejaculation stimulated her orgasm.
Ha...ha... It's a pity that Ah didn't get the commander to shoot it within the specified time. It was someone who lost the Wave
It is never a shame for a woman to lose to a man in bed.
The DSR-50 generously admitted defeat, got off the swing and hugged it in my arms, and was rubbed by me hard and kissed my little mouth. It continued the orgasm pleasure that I had just fucked for a while, and finally introduced me with satisfaction the second piece of information she collected in the place of love and moon.
That Mr. Murta Stark, strictly speaking, is an Indian descent.
Indian?Can Indians do such a big business in the United States and still get into the top tide?This is far beyond my understanding...
The United States claims to be democratic and free, but in fact, it has always been controlled by white people in the political and economic field. It will not give other ethnic groups any opportunity to speak in key areas of the country. I won’t say that politics is. Although there was a black president here a few years ago, in fact, 90% of the members of the Senate and House of Representatives who decided on national policies are white people with family heritage. After I got the son, although there was a little more "gilded" process of brushing resumes, it was generally not much different from the operating model of feudal society.
This is especially true in capitalism, a system that also requires primitive accumulation and family inheritance. In addition to white people, as the main body of the country, only a few lucky people from other ethnic groups such as African Americans, Asians, Latinos and even Indians have been deliberately arranged to enter the elite circle to demonstrate national democracy and national harmony. It is also a non-key area that can be replaced at will. It is really a bit confusing to be able to achieve an oligarchic shareholder like "Stark Industries" who almost monopolizes the US arms market. Is it really a bit confused. Could this brother really apply enough magic oil to bleach himself?
In fact, Howard Stark, the founder of Stark Industry, and his wife are both authentic Americans. Their son, Tony Stark, known as "Iron Man", had nothing to do with India when he started his family.However, in the third generation of the Stark family, Tony Stark's daughter Morgan Stark was born with an Indian man and gave birth to Murta Stark, the current leader of Stark's industry.
Wow, it's amazing.The father of Mr. Murta Stark is really lucky. He can marry into a top wealthy family like this to do sn in law...
It is not necessarily purely based on luck. Commander Stark Industries has always been famous for its technology that is ahead of the world's top level. The first two generations of leaders were mechanical geniuses. Their own value is equivalent to the company's property and has irreplaceable uniqueness.However, in Morgan Stark's generation, this girl did not have the talent for mechanical manufacturing, so it was inevitable to recruit a son-in-law to maintain the family's control over technology.
So that's it. Morgan Stark's husband, Murta Stark's father, was attracted to the Stark family because he was outstanding in the field of technology. Although most other countries in the world have a relatively ridiculous impression of India, like a group of ignorant primitive people who have not evolved, after all, that country has a population base of one billion. Indians who can go abroad to make a living are Brahmins at the top of the caste system. They have been carefully trained by their families with conditions that are not inferior to wealthy European and American families since childhood. They should go to college and go abroad to further their studies. In the scientific research field of European and American cards, Indians are like fish in water. Holding to be a worker for white Europeans and Americans is an opportunity to change their destiny, Americans can't welcome them. This has also led to a large number of Indian-born talents in the United States...
In this way, what happened to the Stark family in recent years can probably clarify the story of my hero and hero until Morgan Stark. Her child has never been able to inherit the family's technology and has begun to live an enviable life as a rich second generation.
Once there is no technological accumulation beyond the current technological level, Murta Stark will not be able to hold the entire enterprise in his own hands and be recognized by the upper class of the United States.
He must use ordinary business thinking to solve the problems in front of him and must win himself a chance to continue to survive in the upper class of American society. Therefore, he needs Helena Douglas, a rich lady, as a springboard. It seems to be a business behavior that is beneficial to each other, but in fact it is a major plan for the Stark family and even Murtat Stark himself to survive. Otherwise, once Morgan Stark dies one day, the largest US military factory under the Indian brother's charge will be eaten by those elite white people who have long been jealous of the Stark family's wealth in one bite.
These Ansamans inherited the arrogant blood-discriminatory nature of Europeans, and they did not recognize the arrogant guys who enjoyed the same human rights as white people in their bones.
Seeing an Indian making a fortune in the United States through the most profitable business, these robbers’ descendants could not use any formal means to suppress him. They directly hired a mentally ill gunman to shoot the Indian brother in the head and divide the equity of Stark Industry. It’s all done...
Hahaha... It's really not easy. I can understand why this old guy is so keen on women who are a noble lady. If you don't rely on women, you can't survive. This is too cowardly...
After the information was finished, the DSR-50 was rubbed in my arms, and my pretty face turned red. The aphrodisiac and semen absorbed by the soles of her feet were torturing her mental core, giving her body a command to dedicate to me to enjoy the carnality.
The beauty's despised desire and pretended to be reserved is pity, but it also makes me appreciate the game tonight and continue playing. It would be boring to turn her, a noble lady into a slutty little bitch so quickly.
I added two ice cubes to the DSR-50's wine, so she let her drink some cold and calm down a little, and then she started the next part of the game with her hands ready to go.
I'm going to lose it...I'll fuck!What are you two doing!
I picked up the darts on the table and wanted to continue playing with the two tactical humanoid beauties through the previous game. I didn't want to see that before I threw the darts, Haruta, who fainted from several climaxes, crawled over from the other side of the sofa and licked my cock, gently helping me clean up the remaining semen on the cock.
The DSR-50 hugged me and pressed my chest with her breasts as before. At the same time, her little mouth with sweet wine smelled also kissed and licked my face. Not only did it make me feel restless, but it also blocked my sight directly, leaving me without the confidence to throw a dart...
Commander...Don't you like we're so close to you?Sure enough, I still think your wife and concubine are better... I no longer have the desire for us female subordinates?
How is that possible... OK, you guys continue, I'm going to lose it.
I couldn't win me by playing games normally, and the DSR-50 and Chuntian began to play tricks. They used women's own superior conditions to increase the difficulty of my operation out of thin air. Now I can only force myself to do it. In the occasional vague view, I threw it casually, and the dart barely stabbed the turntable and the outer edge, and it was off the target after three or five millimeters...
Well...it's a pity!You still hit the next challenge, which is the "two-female-on-ride style", requiring the three of us to climax together, the difference between the time is no more than 5 seconds. Are you confident?
"Two-person female riding style" is when I lay on the sofa, facing upward, two beauties riding on my cock and one on my face. This position is not difficult for me, a sturdy man who often plays chaotic sex in the harem. The problem is that three people need orgasm at the same time in 5 seconds. Generally, this operation requires the woman to cooperate with me. After all, once my body starts, my body is under the butts of both of them, and their control is very limited. If the two beauties caress each other's body when I cannot see them, I will not be able to ejaculate together when they are surging. From the perspective of the game alone, the difficulty is much higher than the previous two links.
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