Quick Wear : Meat-Eating Journey (MTL) [COMPLETED]

The Great Priest Whoring from the West 11-15

✨ The Great Priest Whoring from the West 11 ✨

"Stop, stop...what are you doing?!" In panic, the hands that were waving wildly were caught and tied above her head. This posture forced the girl to stand up. Raise her little ass higher, so that the big hot hand behind her can rub and play.

　　

"Didn't you say it yourself," Theodore said with gritted teeth, "you want to have sex with me." When he said the word "do", he jerked his waist and jabbed from the bottom to the top. Pushing into the heart of the flower, Margery twitched and trembled again.

　　

The situation has been completely reversed, and the priest who was lying on the ground just now because he was weak and let Margery tease him had a sneer on his lips, and in his hoarse voice full of lust, he couldn't hide his pride: "Yes, too. As you said, men do more for things like sex." The big hand that was swimming on the round snowy buttocks slowly moved forward, grabbed the girl's cocked tits and kneaded heavily.

　　

At this time, Margery was completely under his control. Although still in the female superior position, Theodore propped himself up on his elbows and leaned half against the wall. The girl straddled his groin, and the white and flawless female body swayed back and forth with each of his thrusts, babbling back and forth, and the tits he held in the palm of his hand and rubbed and played with it also swelled with tempting breasts. Wave.

　　

"Ah, you. you're not. ah, ah... can't move?" Margaery moaned intermittently, the impact was so fierce that she had to hold the man's legs tightly, otherwise she was really afraid You will be knocked out. The same pose, but the feeling is completely different.

　　

When she used Theodore's cock as a vibrator, the pleasure at that time was gentle and soothing, so meticulous that she took care of every sensitive point of the flower hole, so cool that even her toes were soft. But at the moment, the violent thrusts made her dizzy and dizzy. She was like a boat in the wind and waves, her body was invaded involuntarily, and the pleasure seemed to come from the waves. She could only moan feebly, letting the big dick that showed its ferocity for the first time penetrate her pussy, crying and begging Theodore not to be so fast: "Ah, ah... it's too deep, Don't. ah, please. push it, push it. ah ha. ah..."

　　

But how could Theodore easily spare her, "As you wish, Miss Margaery," the man gasped and chuckled, "It's better to be fucked by a big cock than to play with yourself."

This sentence, even Theodore was shocked by his own obscenity. The secret pleasure is like a vine that breeds madly, not only playing with Margaery so rudely makes him even more excited, watching this woman with a lovable expression, sobbing softly and begging himself to let her go, this has never been experienced before. It feels delicious and confusing. Damn, what magic does this woman have. All kinds of outrageous words and deeds always made Theodore angry, wanting to take revenge on her and toss her, but when he saw her tears, he softened his heart.

　　

But the next moment, Theodore immediately regretted his soft heart.

　　

Noticing that the speed of the cock was slowing down, Margaery finally caught her breath, and suddenly said, "You can't do it again?"

　　

"You," the man's sinister voice seemed to float from hell It came out, "Which eye saw me, no, okay?!" And it was "again"!