TB

CHAPTER 52-54

⭑. ݁ ˖₊˚✩.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑.𖥔 ݁ ˖₊˚✩.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭
Chapter Lll

The next target of the living prostitute was to be a free prostitute.

Grace gently tightened and loosened her inner flesh in accordance with his rhythm of moving inside. This time, she read Winston's expression without closing her eyes.

"Uht..."

She, soon getting the hang of it, squeezed her walls as the p*nis slipped out. The foreskin held by her puckered inner flesh pulled up and rubbed the tip roughly where the sensory points were concentrated.

"Haa, your lower mouth's teasing technique is different from yesterday."

Winston uttered in a voice as if it was astounding to use her energy to do something she thought she would never win. Then, he soon mocked Grace like a twisted human being.

"Yes, that's how you do it. You're good. I taught you that method of sucking with your mouth yesterday. You have good application skills."

As their hot skin touched without a gap, he hugged the sweaty, slippery body as if he would crush it before continuing to thrust violently. His p*nis was pulled out, scratching at the inner wall just before it got stuck in the tip of the opening.

It may not be a lie to say that she was good at it. Grace's efforts seemed to be working, and his movements became erratic, just like it was before he climaxed last night.

It meant that his body, conquered by pleasure, was getting out of his control.

His lips, too, seemed to be out of control as he continued to gobble up her lips and greedily poke his tongue into her wet mouth.

"Oh, it feels so good. You are doing very well."

Make the most out of it. I am the one who will win this confrontation.

The moment she was in anticipation of gaining her freedom soon, Grace even shook her hips as he moved wildly.

All of a sudden, Winston's long fingers dug between the pubic bone where they met.

"Ahk, stop! This is against the rules!"

"The rules should have been set beforehand."

Because her hands were tied, Grace couldn't move his hands away from rolling furiously on her cl*toris. Even though she shook her lower body and tried to avoid his hand, even that was useless as Winston's body covered her.
It was a really cunning move. Even if it wasn't, the cl*toris, which had been swollen like it was bursting with blood due to the repeated friction, started twitching in an instant.

"Huht, no..."

Grace clenched my fists and gritted her teeth until her nails dug into her hands to suppress the feeling of climax incoming, but to no avail.

Sparks flashed in front of her eyes every time the hard piece of flesh slammed into her skin, which had become more taut from the force. As if he had already figured out all of her body, Winston persistently hit only one part.

Slam.

"Ha-ugh!"

He pressed her down and brutally stamped her waist down again.

"Do, don't..."

A pleasant defeat for that devil, a devastating victory for her.

The bottom that had been teasing had long since escaped Grace's control. She didn't have the time to stimulate him, so she let go of the strength underneath. Still, the inner wall contracted arbitrarily without the owner's order.