Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

If she could control such a beast, wouldn't it prove that she was more...

As soon as this dangerous thought came to her mind, Lin Yuan suddenly pushed her onto the desk.

The folders clattered to the floor, and Yui's lower back hit the edge of the table, the pain mixed with a strange pleasure.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Yuyi tried to refuse in panic, but caught a glimpse of her aunt's obsessed expression when Lin Yuan tore open her shirt.

Naoko Daimon was licking her lips greedily, her fingers moving rapidly between her legs, completely losing her usual elegant image.

Lin Yuan bit her bra strap and said, "Now you know why your aunt begged me to take her in as a bitch?"

He unbuttoned the girl's skirt with one hand,

"That kind of loser who doesn't even dare to touch his own woman..."

The rough palm suddenly touched Yui's most private part.

"Are you worthy of being a husband?"

Yui's pupils suddenly dilated.

The fiancé even held my hand carefully.

At this moment, she was being molested by Lin Yuan at will. What was even more terrifying was that she found that she was already soaked and even stained his clothes.

"Look, your body is more honest than you."

Lin Yuan raised his fingertips, which were covered with crystal liquid, in front of her eyes.

"Want to try it? Your aunt loves it."

Naoko Daimon came over at the right time and licked Lin Yuan's hand clean with the tip of her tongue.

Yui looked at her aunt's satisfied expression, and a twisted jealousy suddenly surged in her heart.

The perfect woman whom she always looked up to was now like a beggar, craving for charity from others.

"I...I can do better than my aunt..."

Yui said this for some unknown reason, and was immediately frightened by her own bold declaration.

But Lin Yuan had already spread her legs apart, and the burning touch was like a secret place that no one had ever visited.

"Prove it to me."

Lin Yuan pinched her waist and sank down hard.

Yui's scream was blocked in her throat by Naoko Daimon's kiss.

Auntie's tongue stirred her mouth wildly.

The tearing pain below was mixed with a strange sense of satisfaction that swept through his body.

Before she completely lost consciousness, Yui vaguely saw her engagement ring lying alone in the corner.

Just like her ridiculous engagement, it could never be put back together.

Naoko Daimon leaned close to Lin Yuan, her hand circling the place where they were connected: "Master... Yui is learning very quickly..."

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the other side,

As Tsukishima Kyoko stood in front of the door of Class 3-B with her legs squeezed together, her fingertips were still trembling uncontrollably.

She took a deep breath and pulled the scarf up again.

Make sure to completely cover those shameful marks on the side of your neck.

As soon as the door opened, the students of Class 3-B were surprised to find that their usually strict math teacher had a flushed face and walked in an oddly stiff manner.

Tsukishima Kyoko clutched the lesson plan tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Every step makes the presence of that warmth more distinct.

She could even feel them swaying slightly with her steps.

"Today we'll learn about trigonometric functions..."

Her voice was an octave higher than usual, and her arms were visibly shaking as she wrote on the blackboard.

"Tsukishima-sensei?"

At this time, squad leader Sato looked at her doubtfully, "You don't look well, do you need to go to the infirmary?"

"No, no need."

Tsukishima forced a smile, but as he took a step he felt a warm liquid slowly seeping out between his legs.

She froze suddenly, and Lin Yuan's warning flashed through her mind: "Hold on tight."

The chalk scratches on the blackboard,

The students looked at their usually rigorous math teacher in confusion as he made many mistakes in writing formulas today.

PS: The picture is of Tsukishima Kyouko.

Chapter 102: Become a Yellow Hair

Tsukishima's back was already soaked with cold sweat, and every turn he made felt like he was walking on a tightrope.

She was afraid that some students would notice the suspicious water stain on the back of her skirt.

"Teacher, this trigonometric conversion doesn't seem right..."

The girls in the front row raised their hands.

Tsukishima looked down and suddenly felt a sharp dizziness.

The numbers distorted before her eyes.

She held onto the podium, her legs unconsciously tightening, allowing more liquid to slide down her inner thighs.

She had to hold onto the podium to avoid falling: "S-Sorry..."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, "Teacher... feels a little unwell today..."

Suddenly, she exerted all her strength, and the chalk in her hand broke into two pieces, and the warm current under her body stopped flowing out.

At the back of the classroom, a boy with dyed brown hair narrowed his eyes, as if he had discovered something wrong.

He noticed that Mr. Tsukishima adjusted his stance unusually frequently today and refused to leave the back of the podium.

After forty long minutes,

The moment the bell rang,

Tsukishima practically ran out of the classroom.

She stumbled into the women's bathroom, locked the stall door, and finally collapsed, covering her face.

She found that a small amount of liquid had indeed flowed down her thighs onto her stockings.

What's worse is that when she tried to wipe it with a tissue, her body was more sensitive than she had imagined.

Just a light touch made her almost unable to suppress the tone in her throat.

"No...I have to hold it in..."

She slapped her hot cheeks with cold water in front of the mirror.

But she couldn't wash off the masculine scent lingering on her skin.

The bite marks under her collar were faintly visible in the mirror, reminding her of everything that happened during her lunch break.

The mirror reflected her neck covered with kiss marks and her swollen lips.

She doesn't look like a dignified teacher at all, she looks like a prostitute who has just been raped.

"Four o'clock... still three hours..."

at the same time,

An even more lewd scene was taking place in the principal's office.

"Ah... Master... Yui... can't take it anymore..."

Naoko Daimon licked Lin Yuan's earlobe,

Violet hair fell on Kagurazaka Yui's sweaty back.

The young girl was slumped on the desk.

Her professional skirt was lifted up to her waist, leaving a mess between her legs.

Lin Yuan pinched Yuyi's waist and turned her over, lifting her chin with his blood-stained fingertips:

"Isn't this possible?"

"Your aunt lasted a full hour the first time."

"I...I really..."

Yui's blue eyes were filled with tears.

But when he saw his aunt's obsessed expression, he suddenly bit his lip and said stubbornly: "I... I can continue..."

Naoko Daimon chuckled and hugged her niece from behind, covering her plump breasts:

"Master, Yui's here... is more sensitive than mine..."

She pinched the pink tip maliciously, "Look, you said no, but you are so honest."

Yui turned her face away in shame.

But when Lin Yuan squeezed in again, he made a high-pitched sound.

The feeling of being completely filled made her scalp tingle.

The pale face of her fiancé flashed through her mind, and was immediately crushed by a stronger pleasure.

"Be good, scream louder."

Lin Yuan pulled her hair roughly.

The blinds in the office swayed slightly, and the laughter of students could be heard from downstairs from time to time.

Yui bit her lips tightly, but lost control and screamed under Lin Yuan's deep thrust.

Naoko Daimon took the opportunity to kiss her and swallowed all her sobs.

"Yui-chan...it feels good, right?"

Naoko licked the tears from the corners of her eyes,

"How can a loser like that who doesn't even dare to touch you be worthy of you?"

Lin Yuan suddenly pulled out and pressed Naoko onto the table while Yui stared blankly at him.

"Your turn, bitch."

He patted the woman's already wet legs and said, "Teach your niece how to serve her master."

Naoko immediately lay down like a bitch in heat, with her hips raised high: "Master, please... use Naoko..."

She turned around and looked at Yui who was stunned. "Look carefully... this is... haah... real happiness..."

Yui curled up in the corner of the sofa, but her legs unconsciously rubbed together.

She should have felt disgusted and run away, but her aunt's intoxicated expression attracted her like a spell.

When Lin Yuan pulled Naoko's hair and forced her to look up,

Yui found that her fingers were unconsciously soothing herself.

"Want to try it?"

Lin Yuan suddenly looked at her, with a cruel smile on his lips, "With your aunt."

Naoko crawled over and caressed her niece's cheek: "Come on...it feels so good..."

She whispered seductively, "The Master will let you know...what bliss is..."

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