Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

Tamanna raised her face, her red lips slightly parted, her eyes vacant and hazy. "That Safina girl... will become like us sooner or later... right?"

Lin Yuan chuckled softly, a hint of amusement flashing in his purple-gold eyes: "That depends on whether she... has realized this."

Safina's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously gripped the door frame.

"What are they doing? Why are my sister and mother with that devil..."

"How did they mention me..."

"No, that demon must have coerced my sister and mother, or used some magic..."

"I must rescue my sister and mother!"

She didn't understand what they were talking about.

But my heart was inexplicably hot, and I felt a strange wetness between my legs.

At this moment, Lin Yuan suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze fixed precisely on her behind the crack in the door.

Safina was so frightened that she took a step back and turned to run.

But in her mind,

But I can never erase that scene,

The queen mother and sister looked up at the man.

It's like surrender, but also like drowning.

The thought of revenge just now is gone.

A new thought filled my mind: "...what does that feel like?"

Safina bit her lip, her heart almost bursting out of her chest.

She doesn't know.

But she really wanted to know.

Back to the room,

Safina couldn't help but think of the place where her mother and Lin Yuan got married.

The silver chain reflected the candlelight on the carpet, and the silver chain reflected the scattered light.

The queen mother's snow-white waist was bent into a shameful arc,

And my sister is deeply trapped in that...

When she thought of this, her breathing quickened and she unconsciously tightened her skirt.

"Why...why does my heart feel so..."

"What does that feel like?"

The thought kept growing like poison ivy.

The more she resisted, the more she grew.

The bed curtains swayed gently in the night breeze. Safina curled up in the quilt, but she felt hot all over.

She reached between her legs,

But when it touched the underwear, it shrank back as if it had been electrocuted.

The fabric had long been soaked with a strange dampness, sticking clinging to the most private part.

"Woo..."

She bit her lip and turned over, her knees unconsciously rubbing against each other.

A slight tingling sensation suddenly shot up her spine, startling her so much that she almost cried out.

So the Queen Mother's sobbing at that time...was because of this?

She gently slid her fingertips between her legs and was immediately enveloped by the burning heat.

Shafina's skirt-learning skills are also {〃澪印器V死韭】8~ Recalling the way Tamanna twisted her waist in her memory, she drew circles awkwardly.

Suddenly I felt a slightly raised pearl...

“Ahh…!”

She suddenly arched her back, her silver hair spreading out like a river of stars on the pillow.

It turns out that when my sister was being dragged along by the waist, biting the back of her hand and unable to stop the sound...

Is it also this kind of melting feeling of happiness?

In the darkness, Safina could hear the pounding of her own uncontrolled heart.

She vaguely saw Lin Yuan's purple-gold eyes staring at her in the dark.

The Queen Mother was whispering in her ear, "Yes... right there... a little harder..."

“No… You can’t…”

The girl resisted, her voice tinged with tears, but her panties had already been pulled down to her knees.

Two knuckles suddenly pierced in, mimicking the frequency in memory. The sticky sound of water instantly resounded throughout the quiet bedroom.

She despaired as she found her legs convulsing and oozing out more stickiness, leaving dark stains on the bedsheets.

"Mother...sister...why..."

The moment Safina reached the top, she burst into tears and a white light exploded before her eyes.

Then he fell asleep.

When the morning light penetrated the gauze curtains, she curled up in the wet quilt.

There was still a sweet smell on my fingertips.

After getting up, Safina hurriedly mixed the soaked sheets with the maid's laundry.

Then came the Royal Court.

The morning light shines through the stained glass, casting mottled shadows in front of the confessional.

"Son, do you have anything to confess?"

The old nun asked softly from behind the grille.

Safina didn't know where to look, so she whispered, "I, I want to know... if someone dreams... of being grabbed by the waist by a boy... and, and, and, and touching them..."

Her throat rolled over, "Will I go to hell?"

The old nun was silent for a moment, then said meaningfully: "This is normal, but don't be obsessed with it..."

"Okay, I will..."

Safina sounded somewhat lost, and after she stood up and left, she was still thinking about what she had done last night.

A thought came to my mind: "Once a day isn't considered an obsession..."

That night in the bathtub, essential oil slid down the girl's taut thighs.

Safina bit her hairband and moved her fingertips regularly.

Suddenly she understood why her mother twisted her neck even more happily when it was pinched...

She sank suddenly into the water, and bubbles gurgled to the surface.

Under the dual torture of suffocation and happiness,

Once again, she saw Lin Yuan's purple-gold pupils staring at her in the shimmering light.

The fingers spread out underwater were twitching frantically to imitate the rhythm.

When the water in the bathing pool returned to calm,

Safina climbed out of the bathtub with red eyes, and the liquid dripping from between her legs drew a winding trail on the tiles.

A few days later,

On the bed, Safina stared blankly at the silk bed curtains, her fingertips mechanically rubbing the center of her legs.

My once sensitive skin was now like parchment burned by fire, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't squeeze out a single drop of pleasure.

But the moment she closed her eyes...

The silver chain left red marks on the queen's waist.

The tight neckline of my sister when she tilted her neck back,

Lin Yuan pinched their necks with his slender fingers...

“Haaaa…!”

The girl suddenly curled up, and her dry vagina suddenly spasmed and spit out a few drops of thin honey.

She despairedly discovered that her body had long lost its response to simple comfort.

But whenever I think of the scene I saw that night, my legs start to twitch like a conditioned reflex.

"Even though we've already done it... so many times..."

The more Safina repeated it, the more intense the itch seeping from her bones became, like ants crawling in her blood vessels.

“I really want to see it again…”

This taboo thought suddenly exploded, and she covered her burning face as if she had been electrocuted.

Safina was torn between desire and shame.

The image of the crack in the door of the Queen Mother's bedroom played in my mind in a loop:

Lin Yuan's knuckles turned white as he pinched his sister's chin.

When Tamanna actively spread her buttocks, the silver threads stuck together,

The two of them stood side by side, their palm prints overlapping on their snowy buttocks...

"Woo..."

She suddenly clamped her legs together and rolled over.

The underwear rubbed against the red and swollen flower beads, causing a slight stinging pain.

This kind of self-torture touch actually made the empty uterus feel sore and swollen.

As if protesting the lack of real filling.

"If it was that person's finger...if it was that person's..."

Safina was frightened by her own thoughts, but the soaked sheets proved that she had made her decision.

At night the girl finally stumbled out of bed.

A pair of eyes red with longing appeared between the scattered silver hair.

"Just a look..."

She murmured to the void, as if to convince herself or to pray,

"Lord... please forgive me..."

But when she stepped barefoot on the cool marble floor,

The hot liquid overflowing from the thighs left sticky footprints on the floor tiles, but Safina didn't notice

......

After some searching,

She found the three people in the side hall of her mother's bedroom.

Through the crack in the door, the candlelight cast three overlapping figures on the silk screen.

Lin Yuan lazily leaned in the middle of the soft couch,

Queen Tamanna was sitting on his waist, her golden hair cascading down.

Meanwhile, her elder sister, Farahiji, was kneeling beside the couch, her tongue licking the crystalline connection between the two.

Safina's fingertips pinched between her legs.

Breathing stagnated.