Reversed Parallel World‘s Messiah

"I just got it out. It's getting harder. More than I expected."

Seeing my meat stick that doesn't shrivel, Mr. Mio says to his surprise.

It's just that I'm not that close myself.

It has spiciness along with feeling good when you can blame it right after you put it out.

I just tried to get out of her hand stopping good, but apparently I can't get out of it with my hips held tight.

"Don't let him get away with it. I've never seen a great guy before."

"Um, wait a minute! I'll keep it a secret from everyone now."

I suggest you try to get it to stop, but Mio doesn't seem willing to ask.

I'm really not going to stop until I'm satisfied.

"You don't look like that. Are you afraid of us?

She said that when she saw my face.

Sure, yeah.

"Yes, because I've never been so forced before..."

There were many occasions when the flow of the scene led to acts.

But I think they were all done with mutual consent.

So Mr. Irene's warning that he might be unilaterally attacked had disappeared from his mind.

"You've been taken care of too much, have you ever been out of town?

"Uh, if you're about to bluff around the city..."

"No, no, no, no, no!

Mr. Mio laughs with Kerakera.

How funny is that?

Nevertheless, the exact gouging from this self is a huge difference from Mr. Irene, who was the same lady.

Is this the character of an ambassador who says he's a father?

"There's really not much of it. Could it be that you were surrounded here until that year?

"No, I lived somewhere else until a while ago."

"That would be awkward. It's like having sex with a resident of Konji, and even if they do, they're disgusted."

She looks at me like I'm supposed to. [M]

It feels like a bull being put up for competition.

"Well, yeah, more so now."

When I say that, Mr. Mio pinches the meat stick to his chest again.

I thought someone might come before we resume if we keep talking...

"Really splendid, I can't believe it sticks out of our chest. Now I'll give you a mouthful."

Look at the exposed meat stick on the tip, even if it's wrapped in your tits, and Mr. Mio says that.

At the next moment, the turtle head part is wrapped in a trout space different from the boobs.

When I saw it, it was in Mio's mouth.

"Ham, chiuuuuuu"

The part of the rod is wrapped in elastic soft tits and the turtle head is wrapped around the tongue in the mouth.

Ferra's skill is particularly high.

I'm going to ejaculate now, even though I tell you I just let it out.

"Mr. Mio, wait! Really, uhh..."

It was me trying to resist, but I couldn't feel the strength in my lower back anymore.

In the meantime, she keeps blaming my meat stick.

I suck the turtle head hard while gently wrapping it with my tits.

I thought, on the contrary, I rub the meat stick by moving my chest hard while licking the tortoise head peppery.

The technique was good at getting into three fingers even against my previous experience.

"Ha ha, me too..."

I can't stand the pleasure Mr. Mio gives, and I take my limits.

"You're leaving, yeah! Hang on to us as long as you want!

Her voice is accompanied by semen.

The ejected semen hung on Mio's face and chest.

Besides, there's not much sign of stopping to say it's the second time.

"You're lying, I haven't seen you for a second time..."

Mio the boulder also seemed dismayed by this.

Ordinary men in this world said a single ejaculation is exquisite in a single act, and it could be because of that.

In her case, she may be more surprised than Mr. Irene and the others for her experience.

I tried to get away with it, but I couldn't help myself.

Apparently, they totally got hit with pleasure.

"Haha! Wow, that's really awesome! Why don't we find out how many times we can get it out anyway?

Elsewhere I was in a hurry, Mr. Mio's tension was getting high.

And then the blame resumes as the word goes.

"Jiuru, Jiuru, Jiuru, Jiuru, Jiuru!

That, too, is more intense than ever.

He shakes his head and ferrets with the momentum of burying his face in his own tits as he pussies.

Two types of pleasure struck me compositely, pursuing a sensitive meat stick just after ejaculation.

"Ugh, that's hah!

I can't stop speaking out.

And I can't even keep pushing the summit because I can't help my hips.

I couldn't stand the waves of pleasure that struck me and ejaculated continuously.

"Oh, don't leave yet! Take a look at us."

Mr. Mio won't stop when I'm at my top.

As it is, I can blame the meat stick for a motion that is specific to stimulation just to give me pleasure.

After a little, the lower body feels diminished.

With constant pleasure, I was close to letting go of consciousness.

"Is that the limit? Look, I'm gonna make you crazy at the end of this."

When she says that, she can deep down the meat stick.

Exactly. I didn't pinch it with my tits, but I assumed that Ferra alone was stronger as the intensity of the stimulus?

And I shake my head with a freshly obscene sound from a state of darkness.

"Jubble, sloppy"

Intense pleasure ran on the meat stick, which should have diminished my senses.

It's like being squeezed out of all the contents of your body.

Besides, I couldn't stand it right now, and I ejaculated like a broken faucet tap.

The ejaculation, narrowed down to the contents of the golden balls, seemed to have lasted sensibly several minutes.

"Tomo, this is no good. There's still the most important thing left. Right?

Mio's face, which he saw as he was about to lose consciousness, was still grinning vigorously.

I'm getting more than that already.

I vowed to reverse the situation somehow. [M]