2 R-18

Her pride made it impossible for her to tolerate being looked at by her target like this, but the ropes that bound her body prevented her from strangling the man alive. She could only dangle helplessly in mid-air, being hung up by the lifting machine. He stood and watched the performance of the man in front of him.

"Don't look like that, little sister, you have such a pretty face, and it doesn't look good to look like you're about to kill someone." Even if it's covered by the mask, you can still feel the villain's triumphant face hidden under the mask.

"How about talking to me, like your organization's plans for me."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu (Even if I wasn't gagged, I wouldn't reveal even a single word!)" She struggled, but the ropes tightly binding her joints prevented her from using any strength, so she could only lift herself up. His body swayed slightly in mid-air.

The man seemed to understand Loya's words, shook his head and said: "No, I didn't intend to ask you through this mouth."

He walked slowly and walked under Loya, his face almost touching Loya's pussy. She could feel the man's hot breath, and the hot breath seemed to be blowing into her cold pussy. It looks like liquefied water droplets.

"I didn't expect that our little paladin lady looks so elegant and proud, but there is a lot of black forest in that part of a woman's body. Looking at the degree of trimming, do you want to show it to others? Boyfriend? Or do you want to show it to others? Girlfriend, I heard that some paladins would have affairs with their descendants, and even some would not let go of their adopted children." His words were like sharp knives, tearing open Loya's heart, like steel. The nails penetrated her chest.

While gently twisting Loya's carefully trimmed and well-groomed pubic hair, he continued: "You know, I'm actually quite curious about the taste of the paladin. Do you mind if I taste it?"

Loya looked at the man in her blind spot with hateful eyes and let out an angry whimper.

"It seems you don't mind," and he completely ignored it all, raised his head, and put his tongue on Loya's pussy.

"Woooooo!" Loya had expected this, but she didn't expect the feeling to be so strong.

She had experienced hellish humiliation, and that experience had left her with a body that was almost unsatisfied and could barely feel pleasure, but now she felt it.

It felt like being licked by a traitor, a scumbag who insulted other people's wives and sold his entire family to slave masters.

"She is indeed a woman. No matter how much she hates me, as long as she is played with a little bit, she will start to feel pleasure flowing out of her. They are really a group of guys who are easy to deal with."

Her consciousness has not yet returned, and she is still immersed in shock.

He actually felt happy being played by such a scumbag.

You don't need to look, you can tell just by listening to the voice that juice has begun to flow from your pussy, even overflowing from the corners of the man's mouth.

Not only did her skills fail her, this time, even her body failed her.

"As expected of a paladin, even if it's a medieval pussy with countless hands, the water flowing out is very sweet and delicious."

His tongue was placed on Loya's honey hole, moving back and forth, sweeping up the honey juice flowing out of her, and then rolling it into his mouth bit by bit to savor it. This action was not rough at all, but rather like Rewarding caresses are generally gentle.

She could endure being tortured and interrogated no matter what, but she couldn't tolerate being treated so gently - as if she was just a kitten without any threat, but anger could not relieve her body, exhaustion and pleasure had already swept over her Time and time again, all her strength was exhausted, and she could only endure it with absolute willpower.

The man drank Loya's juice, bit her clitoris, and bit hard on the pierced spot left by her clitoral ring as if he was aware of it. The inside, which was much more sensitive than the surface, was stimulated, and the honey The juice quickly overflowed, mixed with the man's saliva and smeared on her sensitive areas.

The man gently pulled Loya's body with his hands, and the rope restraining her moved the mechanism. Little by little, he lowered Loya close to the ground. The man knelt on his knees and sat on the ground, looking at He wasn't going to stop even though he was here.

Loya bit her gag tightly, forcing herself to stop moaning, but the feeling beneath her body seemed to be getting stronger.

And when she noticed, she realized that the man was gently pushing her tight and soft buttocks with both hands, making her swing back and forth like a swing.

It was like pendulum torture, except that she didn't need to watch the sharp pendulum come down close to her body and eventually cut her body open. Instead, she had to constantly endure the stimulation of the cool breeze in the cellar, and then it fell on the tip of the man's tongue. , the pleasure of being swept across the entire honey hole.