118 118 Shiba Joda 29

The vagina of the castle field is deeper than that of Mia or Meiqin.

My labia majora and labia majora hide my vagina mouth so that I can protect my virgin.

The wet way doesn't take a pull on either of us, but it also nods hard to insert.

"Ah, um... no, yih"

And Jouda was gasping.

I use my index finger belly and stroke the pubic nucleus of the castle.

By the way. And the love fluid was pouring out of his hidden mouth.

Grabbing the hem of his skirt with both hands, Jouda drowned in comfort as he devoured his teeth.

The index finger was covered with a saggy, clear liquid.

I blame the pubic nucleus for using it while softening up the love fluid that comes out.

"Mm-hmm. Uh-huh. Oh, wow. Feeling bad."

"Does Castle Field do it alone?

"Hey Awwwww... Huh? Ahem."

"I'm a dick."

I asked, stroking the pubic nucleus.

"Are you going to masturbate thinking about naughty things by yourself at night?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Jouda spreads his neck like a child who does no.

My sweaty, glowing neck muscles are adorable and I endure shame by closing my eyes all the time.

A high school girl with her legs open and crouched, ravaged where it matters to me.

My son was on the verge of bursting into that appearance.

I want to insert it immediately.

Even that desire, calmly blame the pubic nucleus.

He bit his lips and had a slutty gasp leaking from the castle fields, though he was patient.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"How do you do that?

"Yeah? Ahhh, hmm."

"How do you masturbate?

"With my fingers, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Jouda answers with a hot breath as he moves his feet tingly.

"Here? Are you touching me here?

"Fine, no, no, no, no. There, or... ahhh, inside."

Apparently, Joda is stimulating her vagina as well as her pubic nucleus when she masturbates.

There is a superstition that kids who play sports are horny, but that superstition applies to Castle Field.

"Like this?"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

It passes through the labia magna and labia minora.

Raise your index finger to the entrance to the vaginal orifice.

Jouda gives an unprecedented voice.

He looks up and looks at my groin and nods.

"There, there, whoa, whoa"

He was right.

It only inserts about the first joint.

Yet the vagina comes under pressure with momentum that bites off her index finger.

"Mmm."

"How many? How many fingers can you insert?

"Fine, fine. Ahem... two bottles..."

Jouda answered with a small voice.

Behind that word was a plea for two fingers to be inserted.

I slipped my index finger and inserted my middle finger into the castle field.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

My two fingers buried in my vaginal mouth.

Guru. And I'm forced to come in and out.

Insert until second indirect, and pull out immediately.

It takes so much pressure that the vaginal walls stick together when you pull them out.

"Oh, oh, that's okay, oh, I feel no, more"

I lost my reason with great momentum, and Jouda wants me.

I have lifted my hips myself and have shown myself to be comfortable in my actions.

I still want to insert it.

They also want to be castles.

My eyes are flickering and I'm looking at my son.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, deeper."

"Like this?"

"Yes... oh, make it fierce. That's right, that's right"

Jouda has a divergence between his usual attitude and the atmosphere of emails.

And the castle fields are different even when you usually do horny things.

In greed for sex, it is on par with Mia and Mi-qin.

But Jouda and I both had a heterogeneous greed.

Mia seeks pleasure purely as one of the five greatest desires.

Meiqin seeks to feel the love from me all over her body.

And Jouda seemed to ask to forget me, as he did when he was enthusiastic about sports.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

"Jouda...... wow. It's getting easier and easier to move."

"Mm-hmm, really? Insert? Hey, Insert Okaya? Ahhh."

Momentum pulls two fingers out of the castle vagina.

Jouda crosses his body and looks at me with a voice.

"I like that! Insert it."

"Oh."

A castle field that woke my body up.

Flirt your feet into the M-shape and float your wet pussy all over the universe.

When I grabbed my tight hips with both hands, I lifted my meat stick up to the entrance to the castle field.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, Okaya, Okaya, no, no."

"Jouda... Let's go"

"Come on."

Shit. And the turtle head broke into the castle fields.

"Kaha."

The castle falls to the bed again as the ceiling falls.

It was like being shot through the brain weather with a gun.

"Ugh, come on, no... ah"

"Does it hurt?

"Looks fine...... keep it up, yeah...... mmmmmmm"

The voice of the castle leaks because of the teeth eaten up.

Bright red burning cheeks and tearful eyes.

My meat stick has already entered the castle field by about a third.

Quite a bit of vaginal pressure hit the stick, so much so that I wondered if it would congest.

"Oh, hey... whoa, whoa... slow down no"

"Oh, oh."

The urge to hit your hips right away.

Slowly push the meat stick to the back.

He was about to go outside with a foreign object suddenly entering as his vaginal wall twisted.

That prompted further stimulus, and I quickly lost my reason.

"Oh, Jouda... I want to move now"

"Wait... wait, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

About half of the meat bars broke in, and I started stroking.

A castle with two hands across the bed trying to escape.

But I won't let him get away with grabbing a sports girl's hip. [M]

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Jota, Jota, Jota."

Piston as you call your name.

Gradually, my vagina is accepting huge meat bars, and I'm starting to poke deeper.

The castle seemed to have a whole body full of strength and a neck muscle was emerging.

A string of bags with a longitudinal length of the chest.

Wrinkled skirt and white shirt.

Brown skin with shaky short dark hair and sweat.

Everything visible was fuelling excitement.

"Oh, oh, oh, good, no, it feels good, no, no, no, no, no."

Jouda shouting.

That was the signal and the self-esteem that remained only slightly in the two of them fogged away.

And then there seemed to be time to devour the sexuality of men and women who forgot me.