Chapter 11: Help

　　The small of her back couldn't stop spasming.

　　Nancy screamed her throat out and slumped softly against Michael, unable to get up.

　　She was so tired ...

　　Her back was sore ...

　　"Baby, you're good, I'm not done yet."

　　Michael held her in his arms and rolled her over once, Nancy lay on her back, he folded her legs into an M shape and stared at the pussy that was spitting white slime out, the poor little nubbin stood up, red and swollen with pity.

　　" Dear girl, your stamina really leaves something to be desired."

　　Michael reached down and pressed on the erect little nub, squeezing it and making her gasp again.

　　He pulled out his belt and tied her hands together.

　　Plunging his big, thick rod into the flowing pussy.

　　She craned her neck up and undulated slowly against him, actively meeting wave after wave of the man beneath her.

　　Michael entered and withdrew slowly, the pleasure of being slowed down even more torturous, the tingling sensations soon sweeping through Nancy's entire body.

　　The long, thick shaft broke through the layers of soft flesh in slow motion, and the pleasure exploded inside both men like electric sparks.

　　Nancy, covered in sweat, was crushed under Michael like a wounded beast, her ragged panting spewing into his ears.

　　In the silent and empty night, the only sound that could be heard in the warm room was the suppressed and boiling moans of the two men, amplified by the enclosed space.

　　The person in his arms was soft and warm, shivering softly in his arms in the middle of his thrusts.

　　Soft breasts pressed against his solid chest, and he could clearly hear her heartbeat.

　　Fluttering - fluttering -

　　A sound that euphemistically hinted at how the two of them were in a state of mind of ups and downs at this moment.

　　Was it her heartbeat, or his own?

　　Michael couldn't help but gaze down at the person in his arms, Nancy's tender white delicate little face was covered with a blush, her mouth reciting his name over and over again, flirtatious to the extreme.

　　The wet pussy underneath him was still gulping his rod, wet and soft, warm, bringing him endless pleasure between thrusts.

　　Obviously sex, he was born from this matter a lot of love.

　　Sex love sex love, because of sex born love, really not false.

　　When he thought of her almost having an accident and never seeing her again, Michael felt a rage in his heart that he couldn't understand, and he clenched Nancy's waist and pushed it twice as hard as he could.

　　"Uhhhh too deep."

　　Nancy couldn't help but exclaim as her taut body contracted violently, her pussy contracting and spitting out a torrent of hot lustful liquid, pouring it right on the rod that was still in her pussy.

　　"Nancy... baby."

　　Michael's breaths, strangled by his orgasmically tightening pussy, grew sharper and sharper as he pushed up, fucking fast.

　　"Does my dear like it when I fuck you like this?"

　　Michael's chest pressed against Nancy's bare chest, his tall body panting against hers.

　　Beads of sweat on his forehead slid down the side of his angular face in droplets as he dug his fingers into her dark hair and ran his fingers over her soft face.

　　"Mmmmmm like it."

　　Nancy frowned slightly at the tip of her brow, gritting her teeth as she took his thrusts and attacks.

　　One at a time, harder and more ferocious than the next.

　　The freshly climaxed pussy was entered by that searingly hot giant.

　　It was hot and ferocious, the huge glans going in as deep as it could go every time, slamming Nancy with pain and numbness, thrusting her so hard she couldn't utter a complete moan.

　　Pain, or pleasure.

　　She didn't know, nor did she have the strength to think.

　　Nancy's hands were tied up and she couldn't get to him, she could only move as he moved, only feeling like she was about to be slammed into him.

　　"Michael ... husband ... mmmm ah ... it's coming."

　　Nancy said, unable to stop her body from trembling, Michael could see that she was climaxing again, and as he took her into his arms, with his big hands on her arse, he pushed against her a few dozen more times, and with a low growl, he ejaculated a thick stream of sperm.

　　Having been shot internally twice, even if Nancy had the heart for sex, she didn't have the strength for it at this point.

　　She lay limply on the bed, gasping for air, her body was so limp after several orgasms that she couldn't exert any strength.

　　Michael pulled out his soft cock and tortured her clit again.

　　Grinding her to the point that she was babbling and screaming.

　　Michael red eyes, in her snow white tits vigorously rubbed two "slut, if it is not to see you have no strength I can still fuck you again!"

　　Nancy's body was as heavy as lead and she didn't want to move a muscle.

　　She let Michael hold her as he cleaned her up, and drifted off to sleep in his arms.

　　Michael cleaned up both of them and changed the wet sheets on the bed.

　　He also teased, "Honey, look how much water you've run off, the sheets are soaking wet ..."

　　"Shut up." Nancy breathlessly chided him "It's not all because of your big meat stick, who made it so good at fucking?"

　　Michael leaned in and seduced her, "How can it make you scream so much, baby? Every time I hear you scream I want to die on you."

 "

　　Although Nancy had already heard him say a lot of slutty things, but now she still blushed when she heard this kind of tiger and wolf words again.

　　Especially, she was still lying naked under the man.

　　The snow-white jade breasts were covered with finger marks and hickeys, which was particularly enticing.

　　The remaining redness on her face after the orgasm had not yet receded, and now she looked a thousand times more charming.

　　If not for Michael's pity for her weak body, he could have pressed her to come again with this slutty look.

　　Michael embraced her and reached for his mobile phone to see that it was a missed call from his old man.

　　He called back.

　　"Hey, what's up?"

　　Orville's strong voice came on the other end of the line.

　　"Selena's sorted, your mum and I took her to her parents, Catherine still wanted to go private but we didn't agree to that, the police were called to put Selena in for kidnapping."

　　"As for how long to be locked up this you don't have to worry about, I will make a good deal with the other side, Selena won't come out to harass you guys again, you let Nancy can rest assured."

　　He was on speakerphone and Nancy heard her dad's words.

　　A warmth in her heart, her father-in-law, in order to get justice for her, he didn't hesitate to openly confront the Thorne family, this love, she remembered it.

　　"Dad, thank you, and thank you mum too."

　　Nancy sincerely thanked her in-laws.

　　"What are you thanking for, we are family, family doesn't say anything out of the ordinary."

　　"It's more important than anything that you and that brat get your life together."

　　"Okay dad."

　　After the phone hung up, Michael gave her a massage, starting from the shoulders and kneading all the way to the waist.

　　After being tossed around by him for so long, her back was about to break.

　　Under Nancy's mournful gaze, Michael knew he was wrong and dutifully gave her a full body massage to ease the discomfort in her body.

　　Even the red and swollen little flower pussy, he also gave medicine.

　　When she was medicated, she was too sensitive, just touching it would make her water flow, and Michael almost couldn't hold back from fucking her again.

　　Later, he could not hold back, but his finger was still thrusting against her flower channel for a while.

　　Nancy was so angry that she bit him hard on the shoulder.

　　Michael did not dare to resist, obediently accepted, while accepting while coaxing her.

　　Just kidding, if he dares to resist, Nancy can not allow him to enter the room for a month, this is more cruel than bite him to death.

　　While the young couple is in love, Catherine is at home and is about to turn the house upside down.

　　She was so angry that she dropped a lot of things.

　　Damn Lucia, even so fuss, for a little bit of small matter even dare to send her baby daughter to jail, really think she Catherine is a clay pinch?

　　She sank her face and made a phone call.

　　After hanging up the phone, she put on exquisite make-up, a gorgeous dress outlined her curves, the kind of body that men love, and drove out the door.

　　Came to a cafe.

　　"Gawain, you were promoted by our family, something happened to my daughter, help me get her out, I'll pay you whatever you want."

　　Catherine and the man explained their intentions as soon as they met.

　　The man known as Gawain was one of the prison administrators in Y. He had a lot of say in the prison, and as long as he spoke up, Selena would be out in no time.

　　"Mrs Catherine ..."

　　Gawain's gaze unabashedly glanced over Catherine's svelte curves, wanting to speak.

　　Catherine understood what he meant.

　　A pang of nausea in her heart, heh, men, they are all such things, lower body thinking animals.

　　Catherine face a smile, said gently "can be yes, just my family Selena ..."

　　Gawain smiled lewdly "Madam don't worry, as long as Madam makes me satisfied, your thousand gold will be fine, I guarantee that your daughter will soon return to your side."

　　"This ... really?"

　　Catherine pretended to be difficult to ask him, that surely can't let him get her body easily, otherwise, she won't have the chance to ask for more.

　　"Of course."

　　Gawain's eyes burned, locked on her chest.

　　Catherine was wearing a low-cut dress today and he was a little taller than Catherine, so he could see the tantalising breast flesh when he lowered his head a little.

　　So white, so tender tits ...

　　If I can touch it ...

　　And take a bite ...

　　How beautiful would that be?

　　Gawain gulped and said eagerly.

　　"Madam, many of the guards over at the prison were promoted by me and listen to me very well, as long as I ask them to create chaos and secretly release them, your daughter will be fine."

　　"Alright, then I'll trust you for once."

　　Catherine carried her bag and followed him into the private room.

　　Once inside, Gawain pushed her roughly against the wall and cupped his hands on her tits.

　　Tired of her clothes getting in the way, Gawain vigorously yanked her dress off her shoulders, revealing bare shoulders and sexy lingerie.

　　"Oh lace, madam, you have a taste I like."

　　Gawain's eyes went wild at the sight of the sexy lace lingerie, and he couldn't resist plucking at the bra and grabbing the soft flesh.

　　The man's calloused hands gripped Catherine's white breast flesh, causing a shiver to run through her body.

　　"Mmmm ..."

　　A small moan spilled from her mouth.

　　"Baby, your screams are so sexy."

　　Gawain loved it so much that he couldn't help but want to strip this woman naked and fuck her hard just by hearing her screams.

　　He buried his head into her chest and took a bite of a crimson nipple and sucked hard.

　　The soft sensation coming from her chest made Catherine couldn't help but let out more moans "Mmmm ... so comfortable ..."

　　" Fuck, slut."

　　Gawain sucked her nipple hard while his other hand grabbed and rubbed her tits vigorously.

　　Watching the snow-white breast flesh change various shapes in his hand, Gawain's heart bursts with satisfaction.

　　The white and tender breasts were squeezed into a very attractive shape, the two trembling nipples were squeezed together, one of them was swollen because of being licked and nibbled.

　　Gawain lowered his head and bit both nipples together, his tongue quickly sweeping over the left and right nipples.

　　One by one ...

　　Catherine's body began to tremble slightly as both her breasts were at his mercy at the same time, she felt downright horny and her pussy watered faster.

　　Gawain sucked hard, his lips on both rosy nipples, his warm tongue constantly tracing circles, occasionally lifting and nibbling them upwards.

　　Catherine was as soft as if she had no bones, and tears were coming to her eyes in comfort.