Handling: Anonymous
Chapter 6 – Humiliated in front of her fiancé
All the men were silent, staring at the two white naked bodies with strange eyes.
“So! So everyone doesn’t want to leave yet, they want to see me and Makoto make out, right? And Miki naked.”
After Natsumoto boastfully finished, he grabbed Miki by her ponytail and stood her up, pointing the gun at her pussy.
“No, don’t… I’m afraid, I’m afraid…”
She was half-squatting, her pubic hair in her panties as if it was about to show.
“Aaaah, please spare me!”
It was a very well-proportioned body, especially the tiny waist, which felt like it would snap.
“Strip for me, and you strip for me.”
“Okay… Okay, I’ll take off…”
Nishizawa Miki nodded vigorously, removing the last piece of shielding from her body with amazement-stained hands.
Her pubic hair was in the shape of an inverted triangle and covered the lips of her flower.
“Ahhhh, how embarrassing.”
As soon as she took off her panties, she immediately covered her private parts with her hands.
Stripped completely naked, causing her entire body to blush with shame.
Now all the clothes on her are gone.
“No need to cover up.”
Miki was startled by the yell, but she still looked timidly at Natsumoto, covering her bottom.
“Everyone wants to see you there very much, you know?”
He pointed the gun at Miki.
“No, don’t… ah, ah, don’t…”
Miki’s pubic hair is once again presented to the public.
“That’s pretty good looking! Ah, I’m bucking again.”
He grabbed Miki’s hand and stroked it towards his rod.
“Ah, no, don’t!”
“Give me a good grip.”
“Yes, I’m sorry…”
Tsunku looked pleadingly at the faces of the general manager and his coworkers.
But she was presented with darkness when she saw the light in the men’s eyes.
Everyone was looking at her naked, looking at naked her, and all with a horny look on their faces.
There was no semblance of sympathy or anger in their eyes.
It’s true.
The bank robbers were right, everyone was waiting for a good show.
But when I thought about it, what I was really afraid of was Makoto and Miki, who were going to be raped by that bank robber.
Just be good and he won’t hold it against a man.
Only Makoto and Miki are the victims.
The men offer up their victims and enjoy abusing them along with Chabon.
What’s going on here?
“How’s my dick? Miki!”
“Yes, yes… very, very good… great…”
Miki gripped the rod tightly, otherwise she felt she would suffer more later.
“You look like you want to lick my dick too oh! It’s okay, don’t mind Makoto, although she might be jealous, but don’t mind her.”
“I… I… no need…”
“You’re welcome, Miki.”
Shaben laughed and pointed the gun at her lips.
“ah, ah… no…”
The muzzle of the gun was pressed against Miki’s delicate lips.
She wore a pained expression and was forced to open her lips.
As much as she didn’t want to but there was no other way.
Natsumoto just shoved the muzzle in Miki’s mouth.
“Uh-huh… uh-huh…”
Miki moaned in shock.
A face full of redness turned greenish-white all of a sudden.
“What, what’s going on here? What’s going on?… Ms. Aso, isn’t this Ms. Aso? …Hey, why are you naked? Why aren’t you wearing any clothes?”
There was a sudden sound of consternation at Shaben’s feet.
It’s Endo.
It was Endo, who had bravely tried to grab the gun out of Natamoto’s hand at the beginning, who woke up.
“What’s going on here?”
Endo pressed the side of his temple as he stood up and lunged at Natsumoto, who had shoved the gun in Miki’s mouth.
That’s right.
Endo wasn’t leaning into the handcuffs.
I forgot to handcuff him because he was knocked out to begin with.
Natsumoto couldn’t react in time to be tackled to the ground.
The gun remained in Miki’s mouth.
Endo wraps his arms around Natsumoto’s waist and tries to strike him on the back of the head, but Natsumoto comes right back with a counter punch.
He bent over and threw a punch that swung at Endo’s jaw.
“Well!”
Endo fell inside the counter.
At this point, Aso Makoto was still kneeling, and Miki still had the gun in her mouth, not moving a muscle.
“Ms. Nishizawa, Ms. Aso…”
Despite being punched, Endo desperately tried to wake up the two.
But Makoto just stared blankly.
Finally Miki took down her pistol and walked over with the extra handcuffs that were sitting on the counter.
She doesn’t put the handcuffs on Natsumoto’s hands, instead handing them to Natsumoto, who has been punching Endo.
“Ms. Nishizawa, what are you doing! What’s this for?”
“Don’t you get in the way, old man, everyone’s waiting for a good show.”
Endo, full of suspicion, was handcuffed.
Looking at the other men in anticipation, Shaben felt very satisfied.
The hall of the bank is a confined space that envelops the entirety of men’s inverted desires, unifying their willpower, and this united and strong willpower dominates even women’s thinking.
Will be raped.
You will be raped.
Get naked.
Suck his rod to see.
Call the bed to hear it.
These wordless wishes, wordless commands invaded Makoto and Miki’s minds.
“Eh, Miki you’re good.”
Natsumoto held his erect rod and faced Miki.
“Yes…”
Miki knelt at Natsumoto’s feet and caressed the rod with both hands.
“Sai, Sizé… what are you doing… no, don’t do anything stupid.”
Endo’s words made Miki pause.
Each of those guests sitting at the front of the couch glared at Endo.
“What the hell? Why don’t you guys stop him?”
“Ms. Aso, what are you fuming about? Call the police.”
Endo yelled at Makoto, who was moving freely.
Makoto doesn’t stand up even though she comes back to her senses, but just carefully wipes the cum off her face.
“What are you waiting for? Come on, lick it.”
“Yes… thank you…”
Miki thanked him and took the rod into her mouth.
“Stop it! Come on, stop it! Cesar!”
As soon as Endo yelled, the other men looked offended, and others glared at Endo.
Miki started licking and sucking on the rod.
Why it had come to this, Miki herself didn’t know.
You just lick and suck this rod as hard as you can, she said to herself.
“Ms. Aso… Ms. Aso.”
Endo screamed as he moved his cuffed body.
I don’t know if Makoto didn’t hear it, but she didn’t react at all.
Makoto’s eyes went straight to Miki’s side.
She immediately sobered up as she watched her rear entry lick the rod.
“What, what are you doing? Miki… No, you can’t lick Goro’s .”
The men were taken aback when they heard Makoto’s words.
It was surprising that the word ” ” would come out of Aso Makoto’s mouth.
“What, what’s going on here? What the hell is going on?”
Only Endo remained conscious.
Only Endo was not sensitized by the air of this chamber, and awake he became an alien presence instead.
“Myro’s smack belongs to True Purity… No, let me do it.”
Makoto pushed Miki away and plopped herself forward and started licking without hesitation.
“Shinjun…”
“┅True Purity!”
Miki and Yukihiro both called her name.
But Makoto’s expression remained unchanged.
“Umm… Umm… Ah, Umm…”
She sucked hard on the snatched rod.
“Go get me the chair.” Natsumoto said to Miki.
“Chairs… chairs… yes?”
“That’s right, I’m going to make her sit in a chair and fuck her so everyone can get a better view.”
Natsumoto said with satisfaction as he looked at Makoto who was sucking on his rod.
Makoto is going to be raped.
Every man’s eyes sparkled.
The lewd air that filled the bank’s lobby grew thicker.
“Uh-huh, uh…”
Fuck her! I don’t know if Makoto didn’t hear Natsumoto’s words or if she’s already in a trance, but she’s just desperately sucking on the rod.
“Go get it.”
“Aaah… but…”
“So what do you want me to do?”
Miki shook her head vigorously.
She bowed to Makoto, said she was sorry, and ran to get a chair.
“Is the general manager here?”
Endo, who had fallen to the ground and still couldn’t get up, yelled.
The GM who was called in put on a very revealing and obnoxious face.
Besides Yukihiro, the other men looked at Endo with reproachful eyes.
The other female linemen, who were mortared next to the potted plants, also put on a faceless look.
But really, they’re all just like any other man inside.
“Shut the fuck up, can’t you see how quiet everyone else is?”
Natsumoto continued to let Makoto suck on his rod and turned around and kicked Endo.
“Uh…”
“Don’t be like this! Manabu is serving you with all her heart… please just look at Manabu alone… okay? Goro.”
Makoto looked up to Natsumoto.
Seeing Makoto like this, Yukihiro felt very distressed.
Makoto wasn’t crazy or a prisoner of this bandit, she was sacrificing herself to protect everyone.
Yukihiro was ashamed of himself for doubting Makoto.
Miki, who was completely naked, carried a chair over.
All the men’s eyes moved to Miki’s body.
But Miki endured it all.
“Great!”
Natsumoto sits down in the chair after another kick to Endo’s stomach and motions for Makoto to sit down.
The expression on Makoto’s face began to stiffen.
The rod, cocked to the top, looked even bigger than it had a moment ago.
“Everyone’s waiting to see how good you and I really are.”
“Everyone is eager to see…”
Makoto got up and looked around the hall.
Those eyes, like those of a hungry wolf, immediately looked away.
No matter how gentlemanly the general manager, the head of the Sakuma department, or Mr. Chita… everyone had a pair of lustful eyes.
They all wanted to see… they wanted to see me… me as a bitch…
“Here, come sit on my lap.”
Makoto gave Yukihiro one last look.
Yukihiro looked away, his eyes squeezed shut.
Bad thoughts grew in his mind when he saw her current appearance.
And he doesn’t know why that is?
He thought he must be crazy.
The two of them can never go back in time.
Because she’s not the same Zenith she was yesterday.
“See, Yukihiro… the way I’m going to make love to Goro… together… you have a good look at him.”
Yukihiro still kept his head away, his body trembling uncontrollably.
“Come on…”
Makoto faced Natsumoto when she finished speaking.
She took hold of her rod and sat on Natsuppon’s lap.
“No, don’t…”
Yukihiro made that growling sound like a badly injured beast.
It was a very faint sound.
Of course Makoto had heard, but Makoto still spread her thighs and sat on Natsuhimoto’s lap, taking hold of the rod and starting to thrust it into her meaty hole.
You can watch all you want. I’ll be a bitch all by myself…
If it helps people forget the fear of being threatened…
My virginity is nothing…
Makoto is addicted to the idea of sacrifice.
Her fleshy hole overflowed with love juice.
She’s wet.
From just after the self-masturbation until now, Makoto’s fleshy hole had been wet and hadn’t dried up for a second.
That’s women.
Even when abused by a man she doesn’t love in her heart, a woman’s still wet.
It doesn’t matter anymore if a woman like this has no shame.
Makoto said, “I’m sorry!” And then he inserted his rod.
Summerburn pulled his rod out of her meaty hole.
“Uh-huh, no…”
Makoto wrapped her arms around Natsuppon’s neck and thrust once more.
Her rounded buttocks swayed with the thrusts of the rod.
But the meat stick fell out again.
Because she had produced so much love juice that it slipped out.
“AHHHH… no… why…”
It is painful to make a decision in your mind and not be able to realize it.
Makoto was sweating profusely, desperately trying to insert his rod.
Shaben smiled straight and didn’t help her.
“No, don’t… stick it in… please stick it in Shinjun’s meat hole, Goro.”
“You should call me Brother Goro, Makoto.”
Natsumoto said in a tone of triumph.
“Aaah, Goro-brother… please… please have mercy on me.”
Makoto honestly called as he was told.
“Hey, hey, hey! Did you hear that?”
Natsumoto looked at Yukihiro with a very pleasant expression, still holding Makoto’s buttocks in his hands.
He lifted Makoto’s ass upward and thrust his rod into her meaty hole.
“Aaahhhh, that’s great…”
Makoto let out a joyful hearty sound, did that mean she had completely succumbed?
Why she screamed out, Makoto herself didn’t know.
All she knew was that her entire body fainted as Natsumoto’s rod plunged into her.
The thick rod kept thrusting in and out of the tight walls of flesh.
“It’s so good, so comfortable…”
Makoto felt that if she continued like this, her entire being would go crazy.
She clung to Summerbourne, gasping for breath.
The plump breasts bobbed up and down with the thrusts of the rod.
Both hands wrapped around Natsu Ben’s neck, his white thighs clenched tightly.
If someone who didn’t know them saw the two of them like this, they would think they loved each other.
Because they’re fantastic together physically.
Natsumoto kept thrusting from below.
Plopping thrusts resonated throughout the hall.
Although Makoto’s meat hole was very small, it produced enough love juices so that a rod as thick as Natsumoto’s could be inserted into it.
Because the walls are soft!
It doesn’t matter how small the vagina is, the walls of the flesh are immediately receptive to the thickness and size of the inserted rod.
“Oh… it’s in, Jinchun… Jinchun’s body, my rod is in.”
“ohh, it’s so big… so big… A.A., I’m so satisfied… A.A., Manabu feels so satisfied with my husband’s rod.”
“Are you high? So pure!”
“Aaah… Brother Goro…”
Makoto’s naked flesh glowed a light pink color.
The twin hips inserted into the rod slowly wriggled.
That’s right.
It was Makoto herself who began to wriggle herself.
She began to ask Natsuppon for it.
It was like drawing circles, wriggling her round, pink ass.
“Aaah, aaah… so deep… the glans… penetrated so deeply…”
The walls of flesh that clamped the rod tightly together contracted fiercely.
“Oh, it’s so comfortable, Jen-chun… Oh, it’s so tightly clamped.”
Shaben screamed wildly.
It’s too tight.
It’s so cozy.
She’s so good at twerking.
Shaben just sat back and let her move on her own.
It can’t be over yet.
He wanted to continue the pleasure again.
He also wanted to stay in Makoto’s body.
” A. Come down, don’t… A. A., thrust in… A. A., thrust into Shinjun’s body…”
Makoto whimpered.
“Ahhhh, let me just forget all about it, please.”
Eventually it turned into a hard gulp.
It was not a cry of joy, but a plea of grief.
The men hear her like this and start to feel something.
They begin to blame themselves for sacrificing true innocence to fulfill their selfish desires.
“I want to forget everything… ah ah ah, just destroy me…”
“Turn around, Makoto.”
“Ah…”
Natsumoto turned Makoto around to face the group.
“Ah, no, don’t… what are you doing… ah ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah… so, so good.”
The vertical cupping of flesh became the spindle as Makoto slowly turned around.
As the rod rotated with the wall of flesh, it gave her a new sense of pleasure.
“AHHH, NO… AHHH, NO, I want to hold you… AHHH, don’t make me turn around, AHHH, this is too painful…”
“Didn’t you want me to destroy you?”
With the meat stick still lodged in the wall of flesh, Makoto faced the group.
Natsumoto picked up Makoto’s knees from behind, leaving her thighs wide open.
It’s like holding a baby to pee with your bottom all exposed.
That’s really exciting.
The men who harbored guilt began to watch with their eyes wide open again.
This lascivious picture, which did not match the beauty of True Purity, not only attracted the eyes of the men, but also the other female bankers.
Gravy oozed from the walls of her flesh, and not only her own pubic hair, but even Natsuhon’s was all wet.
It’s so rare to see.
It’s obscene.
This is simply a picture of the union of male and female.
But it felt very provocative.
There are also men who find it beautiful.
Shaben began to move.
He wrapped his arms around Makoto’s waist and began thrusting from below.
“ah, ah… uh, uh… don’t, don’t do this to everyone, don’t… ah…”
Makoto shook her head no with a flushed face.
But that didn’t work at all.
The men, no, the women, who had sacrificed their innocence to fulfill their selfish desires were all watching with rapt attention.
“ah, ah… don’t, ah… ah… no, no, no, no…”
Fucking in this undisguised way made Makoto feel very intense pleasure.
Even though she closed her eyes, she could still feel the man’s sight very clearly.
Those sights transformed into the shape of a meat stick and invaded her in bursts.
“Aaah, don’t, don’t look at me like that… aaah, don’t come over… aaah, it’s coming in, it’s coming in… aaah, Jin-chun can’t take it anymore.”
Makoto seemed to have the illusion that she was being raped by every man.
It wasn’t just Natsumoto’s rod that was inserted into her own walls of flesh, but the general manager’s, the manager’s, Sakuma’s, Honda’s, and Chitanda’s seemed to be there.
Makoto felt like there were so many, many rods of meat sticking out of her.
“Aaah, so big… the GM’s rod is so big…”
The GM was startled when Makoto suddenly called out to him.
“Ahhh, the manager’s rod is so good… ah ah ah, so is the chief’s… ah ah ah, it’s so deep… ah ah ah, Honda’s is so big too… ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, it seems like Jin-jin is going crazy.”
Makoto opened her eyes and looked at the men.
The men also felt more aroused by being named by her.
Every man looks like he’s in pain.
But it wasn’t so much that they were suffering from their inability to save Makoto as it was their own aroused sexuality that they couldn’t express.
“Oh, don’t hold it so tight, Shin-jin…”
Shaben’s thrusts began to slow.
Because Makoto’s walls of flesh are so awesome.
It made it impossible for him to thrust that hard anymore.
“Ahhhh, but… ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, I’m going crazy.”
Makoto began to move.
“Umm… I’m going to cum… Jin-jin.”
“No, no… not yet.”
Makoto wouldn’t let him cum and continued to rock her hips.
There’s no stopping it anymore.
Makoto’s beautiful face that was in a trance revealed a desire to covet the meat stick.
“It’s going to shoot! Going to be right! Makoto!”
“No, no!”
The rod that was inserted into the walls of Makoto’s flesh was swelling more and more.
“Yaaaah! I can’t take it anymore.”
Just at the moment the winks felt the rupture, the semen fountained into the womb.
“Aaah… I’m going to leak, I’m going to leak.”
Makoto’s whole body trembled spasmodically.
Her white breasts were swaying uncontrollably, and her whole body was dripping with fragrant sweat.
Even the sound of breasts touching could be heard.
She tilted her head back and up, the line from her jaws to her throat was truly beautiful.
Even though her petite body was unreservedly naked in front of the crowd, her natural aura was still very dazzling.
All the men and women in the room gasped and stared at her.
Chapter 7: Masturbating a Guest
“ah ah ah ah…”
As soon as the tension in her entire body lifted, Asashoryu Makoto fell forward.
Goro Natsumoto’s rod tapers off after cumming and pulls out of Makoto’s wall of flesh.
Meanwhile, Makoto collapsed to the ground.
“So pure!”
Nishizawa Miki, who was standing aside, rushed to assist her.
Just as Makoto went limp, the men came back to their senses.
This time Chitanda and the manager just ejaculated in their long pants.
Since onlookers couldn’t even tell, they both deliberately pretended to be fine.
Makoto, who was being helped up by Miki, had the semen that she had just ejaculated flowing out from between her thighs.
Cum dripped directly onto the floor.
The closest thing to Makoto was her fiancé, Yukihiro, who could only feel remorse in his heart.
Honda, who was sitting next to Yukihiro, had been looking red in the face for a long time.
“Fantastic, Makoto, you’re just fantastic.”
Shaben just sat contentedly in his chair.
“Please, please let everyone go… Goro.” Miki said pleadingly.
“What are you doing? It’s so pure, it’s only right for a woman to help a man clean up after sex.”
“Yes, yes… I’m sorry…”
Makoto’s expression was on the verge of tears for a moment.
After saying “thank you” to Miki, she knelt down and walked towards the bandits.
Makoto felt the sight of Yukihiro betting from behind her head.
She looked back at him and nodded to him that she was fine.
The two men looked at each other in all directions.
Even though it was only for a moment, it made both Makoto and Yukihiro more sure of their love for each other.
Yukihiro is concerned about Makoto and Makoto begs Yukihiro for forgiveness.
Ahhhh, Yukihiro, please, you must forgive me.
I love you.
I beg your pardon for being so filthy with true innocence.
Ahhh, Jin-jin felt so happy…
“Thank you for making me feel so comfortable… Shinjun will wipe Goro clean with gratitude.”
Makoto took hold of the smaller rod and took it into her mouth.
“Oh, it tickles, Shinjun… wah wah wah, I can’t take it anymore… Hey, don’t turn your face away and watch me properly.”
Natsumoto ruffled Makoto’s loose hair and yelled at Yukihiro.
Yukihiro looked at Makoto’s side and thought there was something different about Makoto than just now.
While her pained expression was still there, something wasn’t quite the same.
This is something that Shaben knows in his own heart.
Though he gets Zenjun’s physical body, it seems as if Zenjun is farther away from him.
He felt deeply the emptiness of that true purity not being his own.
But Makoto was now holding Natsumoto’s prick in her mouth.
It’s not her fiancé, it’s Natsumoto’s prick.
“Uh… uh-huh…”
Makoto let out a guttural moan.
Like candy, Makoto’s tongue licked and sucked on the glans.
Although he had already ejaculated once, Natsumoto’s rod was starting to get hard again.
He wanted to have another fish-out-of-water session with Makoto.
He wanted to prove that Makoto was the woman who belonged to him.
With that thought in his mind, he began to burn with lust again.
“This, this… can we stop… We’ve seen very clearly how she treats you, Aso.
That’s enough…”
The general manager’s voice resounded throughout the hall.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
“You’re having a hard time right now, aren’t you? You’re dying for a shot too aren’t you?”
Natsumoto asked the GM teasingly.
“I… I didn’t…”
The general manager retorted with a greenish white face.
“I got you right, didn’t I? You too, right?”
Natsuhimoto looked toward Sakuma’s section chief.
Sakuma desperately shook his head no as well.
But the more they denied it, the more clearly those around them could see what was going on in their minds.
The faces of the other five scrunched-up female linemen were rather unpleasant.
“Everyone’s the same, I guess, and that’s understandable. With two such amazing women completely naked, plus, you guys have seen Makoto making love to me, it’s only natural to want to lather up!”
“To this for only it! If you don’t want money, get out of here.”
The GM said back.
“Yeah? Is it really okay to end it like this? You guys should want to play again, right?”
Natsumoto kept ruffling Makoto’s hair, looking at the group wistfully.
The men all fled from Natsumoto, but their eyes returned to Makoto.
Especially the three guests sitting closest to the table, the expressions on their faces had been quite painful.
“Miki! You go pull out that man’s prick.”
Natsumoto pointed with his chin at the white-haired male sitting on the couch at the front of the room.
The white-haired male named had a confused look on his face and his eyes widened.
Miki was just like him.
She thought to herself what should she do?
“What are you waiting for? Go!”
Shaben yelled at her, getting up and dragging her by her ponytail.
“It hurts… I’m sorry… I… I’ll be right there.”
The men’s eyes were all focused on Miki.
The general manager’s, the section chief’s, and the guests’ penises all got hard.
The sane Endo was also beginning to be leaked by the lewd atmosphere that pervaded the chamber.
He had ceased to raise his voice of justice and simply watched in silence.
And Endo’s cock was as hard as a rock.
Miki wiggled her breasts and walked towards the couch at the front of the room.
The three guests sitting side by side all looked away from Miki.
Still, after less than ten seconds, these guests couldn’t help but stare at her again.
Even Honda, whose entire body was bound with ropes, did the same.
Although he said to himself in his mind that he was not allowed to look at the nude body of this backwoods beauty, and that he would be the worst kind of asshole to look at it and get an erection, it still didn’t work.
Miki Nishizawa’s body is not inferior to Aso Makoto’s.
She just graduated from college this year.
The slender, firm body still has a girlish charm.
But her breasts were plump and her reverse-triangular pubic hair was extremely long.
It’s almost like a mature woman’s body.
There’s really something wrong with not feeling aroused when you look at a man with a body like that.
The only person sitting in the front row with his head desperately lowered was Yukihiro.
But that doesn’t cut off all vision.
He couldn’t close his eyes at all.
The men’s eyes were all over this twenty-two year old body, from head to toe.
“This… this gentleman…”
Miki stood in front of the client with her face full of shame and uncovered.
The gray-haired male client, on the other hand, didn’t know where to place his eyes.
“I’m sorry… I, I have to… take off your pants… I’m sorry…”
“This…”
The white-haired male didn’t say yes or no.
“Please tell her to stop and let me go.” Makoto begged as she lifted her head.
“What kind of stupid thing are you saying? Makoto, you’re my woman yeah, you can only kiss my rod alone.”
After saying that, Natsumoto rudely shoved the rod in her mouth.
“Uh-huh… uh-huh…”
The meat stick was shoved too deep, causing Makoto to moan.
She obediently mouthed the rod and looked at Miki.
Miki started to remove her guest’s pants, which were a straight pair of panties, and the prick was already sticking up.
“Aaah…”
Miki couldn’t help but look away.
The white-haired man also scowled with shame on his face.
“It’s already hard. Isn’t it hard? Come on, Miki! Hurry up and make your bank’s guest feel good.”
“Okay, okay… I’ll get it right away…”
Miki turned her head again, trembling as she reached for the rod in front of her.
“This, how can this… stop, stop.”
The white-haired man shrank into a ball covering his prick.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry, guest… I’m sorry…”
Miki blushed with shame and took her prick out.
“Masturbate him, Miki.”
“Ah…”
Miki’s shoulders shook.
“How are you going to get over it if you only help him get it out? He’s only getting so hard because he’s looking at your naked virtue, so help him.”
“Aaah…”
“Stop it!”
I don’t know who made the small whispered protest.
“Give it to me faster!”
Natsumoto yelled as he held the back of Makoto’s head in his hand, making her continue to suck her off.
“Yes… I’ll do it…”
Miki looked aside at Honda with an expression like she was begging for help.
Honda, who had been staring at Miki’s breasts since just now, felt guilty and looked up at the ceiling.
Miki bit her lip and held her guest’s prick.
The hardness of the prick really startled her.
Miki is considered an adult.
It’s not the first time I’ve touched a man’s prick.
But now this was a completely different feeling than holding your beloved man’s prick in bed.
It was torture to ask her to masturbate for a man she didn’t know in such a bright place with everyone watching.
“Excuse me, guest… ah, please forgive me for being so rude.”
Miki accompanied several times not.
The white-haired man was sweating with excitement and nervousness at the prospect of having this completely naked beauty masturbate for him.
Miki’s slender fingers began to masturbate the hard, straight rod.
This looks really, really tantalizing.
The other men looked at the scene with envy.
“Enough, enough, enough already, stop, stop it.”
The white-haired man began to wriggle his bound body.
Miki gave Natsumoto a confused look.
“Go on!”
Natsumoto’s rod in Makoto’s mouth had reverted back to its male form.
Miki’s slender fingers continued to rub anyway.
“I can’t.”
The guest cried out and, at the same time, ejaculated.
Miki tilted her head so as not to let the cum shoot straight in her face.
The ejaculate came out in a circular shape and stained the floor.
“I’m sorry!”
What Miki was sorry for, she didn’t know herself.
But she just took off.
Because she felt strongly that it was very rude to treat a guest this way.
Miki immediately tucked her diminished penis back into her pants stopper.
No need to wipe it down at all.
“What are you doing? He’ll be hard again soon, don’t put it in.”
“But…”
“It’s okay, it’s okay… sorry.” The white-haired man said.
“No, sir, I’m really sorry…”
Miki just knelt down and started scrubbing the floor carefully with her removed panties.
The white-haired man’s prick grew a little harder again as he watched the light.
“Help him masturbate to the one next door, too.”
Natsumoto pointed at Chitanda and spoke.
An expectant glow flashed across the face of Chitanda, who had been named.
But then he immediately put on an expressionless, clenched-teeth look.
Miki obediently moved closer to Chitanda’s feet.
Breasts jiggling around.
At some point, her nipples had hardened.
She looked so lewd and sassy in that way.
“I’m sorry…”
Miki pulled back the zipper on Chitanda’s pants.
Chita didn’t say no either.
His underwear was already soiled with his own freshly ejaculated cum.
Even if this would be discovered by the completely naked beauty in front of him, he’d still rather lose face.
If he let this opportunity go, he might not get another chance in his life to have such a beautiful female banker masturbate for him.
Makoto Aso and Miki Nishizawa.
It should be considered an unfortunate blessing to see these two beauties naked.
“I’m sorry…”
“ah, ah…”
Soft, delicate fingers picked up the glans.
“Uh-huh…”
It felt like an electric current was passing through it.
This wouldn’t excite a woman like this if she was meeting her for the first time, no matter how pretty she looked.
This vegetable seller runs to the bank so diligently because he wants to see Makoto and Miki’s smiling faces.
So now he’ll be especially excited.
Of course he was content just to see them both smile.
He hadn’t even imagined what their bodies looked like, let alone having them masturbate for him.
But now this thing that was never even thought of before has become a reality.
“Oh, oh, oh…”
Chitanda simply forgot that everyone around him was watching him, and he couldn’t help but wriggle his hips in order to enjoy the pleasure.
“Ah…”
He ejaculated on Miki’s beautiful face.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Nishizawa…”
“There… I’m the one who should apologize… please forgive me for what I did to you.”
That’s so cool.
Though now threatened with a gun by robbers and tied up with her hands and feet, Chitanda had just enjoyed sex she hadn’t enjoyed in years.
Honda, the small owner of the flower store looked at Chita and thought to themselves, “I’ll be next.
No one sympathizes with Miki.
All that’s on every man’s mind is, why don’t I get my turn soon.
“Change that guest next?”
Natsumoto pointed with his chin at the small owner of the flower store.
“Let me go, let me go! You spare Miki.”
Makoto spat out Natsumoto’s prick and let out a deep breath before exclaiming.
The third guest had turned to face Miki, but Makoto tried to run past.
“You’re my girl yeah.”
Natsumoto caught her back and pulled her in front of him.
“Ah…”
Makoto accidentally slumps to the ground and gets covered in cum shot on the floor.
And the position she fell in happened to be doggy style, with her round, high ass cheeks happening to be facing toward Summerburn.
Without hesitation, Natsumoto thrust his already hardened rod into Makoto’s hole.
Makoto’s fleshy hole had already been wet for a long time, so as soon as the man’s rod was inserted, the hole clenched tightly.
The glans of the meat thrust in until it hit the uterus.
“ah… ah…”
Makoto looked up.
The loose strands of hair were all thrown over her back, revealing a joyful face.
Miki began to masturbate for the third man.
She grimaced as she began to rub her prick.
What a strange feeling.
This is the third prick.
Holding a man’s prick in her hand, which she didn’t like, felt not nasty, but her body was still hot.
Not only did my nipples feel a little sore, but even my lower body started to feel scratchy.
Ahhh, so hard…
Rationality is paralyzed if you continue to masturbate men like this.
Though she still felt embarrassed, she was now beginning to revel in the incredible feeling of being transformed into some other woman, a kind of slutty whore.
But she didn’t feel uncomfortable inside.
She began to feel that it was a woman’s duty to masturbate for these men who were unable to express their sexuality.
“Oh, I’m going to cum… I’m going to cum.”
The little flower store owner didn’t have to work for a while before he wanted to cum.
He was red in the face.
“ah, ah ah ah ah ah… no, don’t… don’t move so violently!”
After the men’s moans faded, Makoto’s lustful voice began to rise high.
Natsumoto quickly slapped and thrust into Makoto’s fleshy hole.
Although he had already ejaculated, his strong erection remained the same.
Just because he’s already ejaculated twice, he doesn’t have to worry about ejaculating too early.
So he could thrust like this from behind.
With just a dildo, she could fuck Makoto out of her mind.
Makoto’s fleshy hole is still as tight as ever.
It’s not just tight, it’s soft.
“Come on, cry again! Scream for me again!”
With his hands and five fingers tightly pinching Makoto’s pink ass cheeks, Natsuhimoto kept thrusting.
“Ah, ah… it’s so good… it’s hitting… it’s hitting… it’s so, so good… ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, Goro, it’s so good.”
Makoto exclaimed.
“I’m gonna cum!”
The small owner of the flower store called out.
“Aaah… more intense! Make Shinjun crazy again, Goro… more, more.”
Makoto cried out as she wrenched her hips lewdly.
Her whole body had already started sweating again.
That bitchy, fishy odor was getting worse too.
The smell mixed with the sweet scent emanating from Miki’s body, giving the bank lobby a more peachy atmosphere.
Before Natsumoto could order Miki, Miki reached for Honda’s prick.
Honda’s meat cupping is certainly hardcore.
This senior, who had joined the bank two years before her, took the best care of her.
A very dependable senior.
Though there were some parts of him that had irked her.
“Don’t! I don’t want to! Miki.” Honda said.
“No… it doesn’t matter… I’m okay with it… although I don’t really understand it even though I’m a woman… but it should be hard for you too.”
“You’re the one who’s having a hard time. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself.”
Honda’s eyes twinkled.
He just couldn’t take his eyes off her.
Still glancing at glancing at Miki’s naked body.
“Never mind!”
Miki’s face became redder as she started to move to try to undo his pants.
“Don’t! Don’t!”
“Please don’t move!”
“Hey, what are you guys doing? Miki bring him over here.”
Natsumoto said commandingly as he withdrew his rod.
His withdrawn rod was all covered with True Pure’s love juice.
“Ah, why are you handcuffing me…”
Makoto grumbled unhappily.
Makoto’s slender arms were handcuffed by Natsumoto.
Finally, Makoto’s flesh lost its freedom as well.
“What for! Bring him over here!”
Jealousy and madness lurked in Natsumoto’s eyes as he looked at Miki Ben and Honda.
“Okay, okay… I’ll be right there.”
Miki had her rod forked with her crotch exposed, her hands and feet, and the waist of Honda who had her elbows and knees tied up.
Like a rifled roach, Honda hopped and jumped his way over to Natsumoto and Makoto.
He bobbed his rod up and down with each jump.
“Put one foot up, Makoto.”
Natsumoto pointed to the chair.
“You, what do you want to do… ah ah ah, please stick it in from the back again.”
Makoto had a bad feeling in her heart.
She opens her mouth to woo Natsuppon.
She thought to herself that if she sacrificed herself that would be enough.
“You stay out of it! Put your feet up! Makoto!”
Natsumoto snapped and slapped Makoto’s ass.
“Yaaaah!”
“Still want me to spank you?”
“No… don’t spank me.”
Spanking makes her feel even more miserable.
Makoto sheepishly put her right foot on the chair.
That’s right.
Even though she had just had sex in front of everyone already in every unseemly position, she still had shame.
It was this shame that kept her graceful demeanor.
“Ah, ah, ah… this is embarrassing…”
Makoto held back her humiliation.
The position of one leg elevated on the chair allowed the woman’s flowery lips to bloom.
The pubic hairs that adorned the lustful cleft were also moisturized by the love juices and clung to it.
The look was instantly recognizable.
The open door of the garden was engorged with blood, quivering with the want of that thick rod.
This is the face of Makoto, the chirpy beauty, underneath.
Miki’s masturbation of a man is interrupted when she arrives at Honda’s, which makes both the general manager and the manager feel quite displeased.
Although they would have been embarrassed, they would have wanted to have this lovely female subordinate masturbate for them sooner.
They had a mind to prepare to expose their pricks to the other female walkers.
But Chabon changed his mind.
Like the GM they have all the shame out of the way and not doing anything to them, it feels like they are being handcuffed.
Chapter 8: The Self-Masturbation of the Intoxicated Flesh Walker
“Hey, now you’ve earned it. Look, Makoto’s so wet right, go lick her clean for me.”
Honda, who had been ordered to go and help Makoto Aso with her oral sex, shook his head and refused to go.
“Look at the way your dick is sticking out. Why are you so polite? You’d love to kiss Chun-chun’s, wouldn’t you? Or are you afraid to kiss that hole that I’ve cum in?”
Goro Natsumoto faces Honda and swings at Honda’s glans.
“Uh-huh…”
Honda whimpered in pain.
“Please stop!”
Miki Nishizawa stood up for Honda.
“Miki! Then go lick it!”
“Ah… this… how can this be…”
Miki glanced at Makoto’s lower body and shook her head no.
“Fine, just let you lick it… Makoto thought it would be better to be licked by a woman too, didn’t she?”
Makoto looked at him hard.
“I want you… I want you, Goro… Come over here and stick that wonderful rod of yours inside me.”
Makoto desperately pouted at him.
Yukihiro Nakajima gritted his teeth and watched patiently.
His rod was as hard and straight as the GM’s and theirs.
Even Yukihiro felt sorry that he couldn’t get Miki to masturbate for him.
“Which one do you want? Which one do you want to lick for you? So pure!”
In the face of Makoto’s pouting, Natsuhimoto remains impassive as he forces her to choose.
“Let Honda… let Honda come…”
Makoto chose the man.
Because she just couldn’t subject Miki to the humiliation of sucking off a woman.
That’s so sad for Miki.
But her choice made Yukihiro blush.
“Yeah? Or is it better to be male is it?”
Natsumoto forces Honda in front of Makoto with a gun.
Honda dropped his body to his knees, the tip of his nose just about the height of Makoto’s lower back.
The body odor of a bitch in heat was very strong on her.
Honda looked at Makoto’s flowery lips as if they were sucked in.
“Aaah, don’t look…”
“Yes, I’m sorry, Aso.”
Honda looked at the ceiling in shame.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that… It doesn’t matter if you look… Take a good look at me, Honda.”
It wasn’t that Honda was bad, it was Natsumoto’s order, and there was nothing anyone could do to disobey it.
Makoto wanted herself to become just like a bitch, a slutty bitch.
That way Honda’s mental pressure may be lighter.
“I’m sorry, Asao…”
Honda moved his eyes to Makoto’s flowery lips again.
“But… but… ah ah ah, Asao… how come you’re so beautiful here…”
“Aaah… don’t say it…”
“Quick! Lick it!”
Natsumoto escorted him, shoving his face into the pubic area of Makoto, the beautiful lineman.
“So pure!”
Honda yelped before sticking out his tongue.
He suddenly dared to stick his tongue into the blooming lips of the flower and lick and suck on them.
“ah, ah…”
The gush of pleasure made Makoto’s whole body tremble.
“Hey, Makoto! Does it feel that good to let an asshole like that lick you?”
“No, no… I’m very uncomfortable… ah ah, ah uh, uh uh…”
“You look like you’re having a good time, Innocent!”
Shaben grabbed her face and growled.
“No… ah, ah mmm… don’t… I’m really hard… ah, ah mmm… I don’t really feel comfortable… Goro.”
Makoto looked at Honda wistfully.
Honda was still concentrating on licking Makoto’s flowery lips.
That’s great!
It’s a great feeling.
A good woman’s love juice tastes that good.
He didn’t even hear what Makoto was saying, just concentrating on licking the wintry flesh in front of him.
“Don’t… ahmm, don’t lick there… ahmm, no, I don’t feel good, Goro… don’t… ahmm, ahmm.”
The sight that Natsuppon projected was terrifying.
But Makoto’s flesh reacted to Honda’s caresses.
Honda licked his tongue greedily, not stopping at all.
As if seducing and catering, Makoto began to move her waist.
“What’s that look? What voice? How dare you betray me in front of me?”
Natsumoto grabbed Makoto’s chin and kept shaking it.
“I didn’t… ah ah ah ah, don’t, Honda… did you hear me… Honda, stop bullying me.”
“I just proved that you’re my woman alone, and now it’s all gone down the drain again isn’t it? So pure!”
“Don’t, don’t, don’t get me there… ah ah ah, don’t use suction.”
Honda’s tongue licked Makoto’s nub.
With just a little bit of stimulation, Makoto couldn’t help but make noises.
Honda ran the belly of his tongue over the bud of her flesh before covering it with his lips.
“Don’t…”
She’ll leak if she keeps this up.
Makoto uses the knee standing on the chair to push Honda’s forehead away.
“Ah…”
Honda inattentively pushed to the ground.
Miki ran over to him and held his head.
“I’m sorry!”
Makoto apologized in a small whisper.
The side of Honda’s mouth was all sticky from the love juices coming out of Makoto.
Miki looked at it and felt so sorry for her.
“Are you trying to do it again? So pure!”
Jealousy filled Shaben’s eyes.
“I didn’t… ah ah ah, don’t worry, Goro… ah mmm, just give Jinchon your magnificent rod.”
“Not yet oh Makoto. Everyone is doubting your feelings for me. No, I really can’t figure you out.”
“Aaah… I have cast aside all my shame in front of everyone… fully naked… please believe me.”
“Hey, it’s your turn this time.”
Natsumoto looked at Yukihiro.
“Ah, that’s… that’s not good…”
Makoto said in awe.
“I… can… kiss her yes?”
“It can! You try it.”
Their eyes were teasing each other.
“Aaah, no, don’t… only him I don’t want.”
As she watched Yukihiro, who was bound all over like Honda, begin to walk this way, Makoto spoke up to stop it.
Kouhiro also showed a pair of jealous eyes similar to Natsumoto’s, staring straight at Makoto’s open flower lips.
“Why is he the only one you won’t? So pure!”
“Let, let the GM come… GM, please come over and lick my pussy.”
The general manager, who was suddenly named, immediately yelled.
“I’ll do it! Let me throw lick Makoto’s pussy.”
Yukihiro jumped forward with a hop, just like Honda.
“Asshole! How many times do I have to say it before I understand that you’re not allowed to call Makoto by her name directly.”
Natsuppon kicks Yukihiro in the stomach.
Yukihiro fought through the pain, eyeing Makoto’s pussy as he continued to jump.
The other men and women of the line felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.
“Aaah… no, don’t…”
“I want the GM, I want the GM to lick me.”
“Right! Let me!”
The GM yelled and tried to rush to Makoto.
But then he tripped and fell over the handcuffs that were cuffed to his feet.
“Damn it!”
The general manager who fell to the ground, at this time, his expression was no longer the usual calm and composed boss, but a male dog whose sexual desire could not be satisfied.
“Hey, Miki, go help the GM with his pistol.”
Miki, who was wiping Honda’s mouth with a handkerchief, nodded in response to the good news.
Only Miki’s hands and feet were free now.
She walked completely naked.
Walk over to the fallen GM and ask him if he’s okay.
“Cesar! Give me the glasses!”
The GM’s biggest fear is not wearing his glasses.
Because he wanted to see Miki’s naked body a little better.
It was all that came to his mind.
“Come on, get me my glasses.”
“I’m sorry…”
Miki hurriedly put on the glasses for the GM.
When the originally less horny GM put on his glasses, he saw Miki’s semi-pink nipples as if they were waiting for a man’s caress.
No, he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Cesar!”
He whimpered and began sucking on Miki’s ample breasts.
“Aaahhhh, GM…”
The GM suddenly kissed her breasts, and Miki was stunned into silence.
“Tits… ohhh, tits!”
Like a vicious wolf, the general manager’s face, which wore glasses, was shoved into Miki’s breasts in its entirety.
“Hey, did I say you could kiss Miki’s breasts? Asshole!”
As if he hadn’t heard Natsuhimoto call him, the general manager began to reach for Miki’s lower body with his handcuffed hands.
Start stroking that thick pubic hair.
“General Manager!”
Miki responded to him with a murmur.
The whole atmosphere became weird at this point.
The other female bankers began to look with contempt at the general manager who was already burning with lust.
“Oh no!”
Makoto let out a mournful sound, as if trying to overshadow Miki.
Yukihiro shoved his face into Makoto’s bare pubic area.
He nuzzled the bud of Makoto’s flesh, and pushed the tip of his tongue into the already blooming lips of the flower.
The sexual stench, like a bitch in heat, was even stronger than just now.
“Don’t, don’t, Kouhon… please, don’t!”
Makoto shrank back and shook her head vigorously.
But she still hasn’t taken her legs off.
Natsumoto pointed his gun at her jiggling breasts and kept looking at Makoto with cold eyes, his eyes saying, If you have an orgasm, I’ll kill you.
“Ah, no, don’t… phew… it won’t work there…”
She tried desperately to keep her lips tightly shut, but she couldn’t keep the gasping, lewd sounds at bay.
Because Yukihiro was sucking her off for the first time.
“Ummm… no… not there…”
Yukihiro licked harder whenever Makoto reacted in the slightest.
“You look like you’re comfortable, Makoto, as long as it’s a man you’re okay with it, right?”
“I didn’t… ah ah, don’t… stop!”
The more Makoto resisted, the more Yukihiro licked harder.
“ah, ah, ah, ah… don’t, don’t suck me there… ah, ah, don’t suck my clitoris… ah, don’t ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.”
The buds of flesh, long engorged with blood, were sucked strongly.
Makoto wiggled her sweaty ass.
But Yukihiro was sucking on Makoto’s nub like a leech.
“Don’t… ah ah ah, I’m going crazy… ah ah ah, help! Somebody help me! Jin-chun is dying.”
Her eyes reflected the muzzle of the gun and Summerburn’s eyes.
Both of these things made Makoto shudder.
“Hey! Nishizawa!”
The general manager groaned, attracting the attention of the other men and women.
A large amount of semen shot out from the prick that Miki had pulled out.
And it shot straight at Miki’s breasts and nipples.
“No, I’m going to leak… I’ll leak if I keep doing this.”
Makoto exclaimed as the eyes of the men and women around her returned to her once more.
“What did you say? True Purity!”
Taking the gun Natsumoto’s forehead rose with angry veins.
“Aaah, no way… Shinjun will be killed.”
Yukihiro sinks his teeth into Makoto’s nub.
“Ah… I’m going to leak, I’m going to leak.”
True and pure honesty about how you feel.
Her upraised legs shook straight up and the chair rattled.
Even so, Yukihiro didn’t look up at Makoto.
He just sucked on the buds, real pure love juice dripping right up to his chin.
“ah ah ah ah…”
Makoto reacted with spasms throughout her body.
“Bastard! How long do you want to lick?”
A furious Natsuppon knocks Yukihiro in the back of the head with the handle of his gun.
With a thud, Yukihiro fell to the ground.
“Yukihiro!”
Makoto immediately rushed to her fiancé’s side.
“I’m going to punish you!”
Natsumoto pointed the gun at Makoto’s jiggling breasts and pulled up her cuffed hands behind her back.
“Ass to me!”
Natsumoto whips Makoto with his belt.
“Ah…”
Still, Makoto’s mind was only focused on Yukihiro, who had fallen to the ground.
“Hear that? So pure!”
Natsumoto suddenly lashed out at her lower body.
“Ah!”
The belt splashed her love juices in all directions.
Unable to bear the pain, Makoto did as he said.
“Great!”
Shaben began to deadlift her ass with a belt whip.
The sound of a swooshing whip laced with Makoto’s wails.
“Well? Taste the pain! Makoto, taste the punishment you deserve for betraying me!”
He kept whipping Makoto’s buttocks.
“Ummm, it hurts… Ummm, Guru, spare me.”
With each whipping, Makoto took a step forward.
But she didn’t run away, because she knew she couldn’t run away at all.
She was naked and handcuffed, so what was the point even if her feet were free.
This bank hall is large, but it’s a secret room.
With a gun in his hand, Summerburn is the master of this chamber.
It actually fulfills men’s selfish desires.
In the back of their minds, the men wanted to see Makoto and Miki being tortured again.
Makoto’s twin asses were whipped and frankly claimed the men.
Chabon is nothing more than their representative.
“Aaah… Manabu is my husband’s woman… Ummm… Please forgive me… Ummm… Please forgive me…”
Makoto fled from the guest sitting on the front couch towards the back couch while being beaten.
The GM was sitting there with the manager and Sakuma.
Miki had just masturbated the GM, but the manager and Sakuma’s heightened libido had yet to be addressed.
They looked at the whipped Makoto with a strange gleam in their eyes.
“Aaah… no, don’t…”
Makoto felt extremely ashamed.
Those of the men were like the sight of a vicious wolf, stabbing right into her nipples, her lower body.
Being visually raped by a man, Makoto felt a sense of pleasure.
“Miki! Let them both have a good time too.”
Miki approached the manager’s side.
“I’m sorry!”
Miki began to pull down the drawstring of her pants.
“Oh, Nishizawa… ah ah ah ah… Asao.”
It was just a matter of the prick in his pants being pulled out, and the manager could hardly stand it.
His eyes looked at his fully stripped subordinate, with another cute subordinate helping him masturbate, and all of his long pent up white cum exploded out.
“ah… ah…”
Miki’s breasts were dirty with cum again.
This time she didn’t even duck.
Somehow she felt comfortable.
It’s like the feeling of not caring when the man you love ejaculates on your face.
And the smell of semen teased Miki’s libido up.
Miki wiped the cum shot on her breasts with her pinky in front of her manager.
“ah… ah…”
The excitement of the touch caused Miki to make a lewd noise as she put her pinky in her mouth.
Just because she wanted to.
“Hey! Nishizawa…”
The manager looked at Miki with gratitude.
“Come on… Sizer! Come over here and help me with it!”
It was an established fact that Miki masturbated for men.
So it’s only natural to ask her to get it.
And Miki herself was no longer repulsed by the idea of masturbating for her boss’s prick.
“I’m sorry, sir… I’ll be right there…”
With cum dripping from her breasts, Miki reached down to Sakuma’s pants.
The prick pulled out of it was unusually majestic.
“Aaah, it’s huge… Chief…”
“Ahhhh, quick jerk me off. Hurry, Cesar.”
He no longer cared what his coworkers thought and treated Miki like a whore.
Miki took hold of the rod and started rubbing it up and down.
“Yikes! Yaaaah!”
The whipped Makoto shook her ample breasts and wailed sadly in front of Sakuma.
“Oh, Asao! You’re so beautiful… uh-huh, Nishizawa… uh-huh, wonderful, wonderful… oh, it’s unbearable.
”
Suddenly the electric bell rang.
The atmosphere in the hall, which was shrouded in lewdness, was tense.
“What’s this? What’s that sound?”
“It must be the people from the… noodle store.”
Miki said as she helped Sakuma jerk off.
The electric bell rang once more, and it felt as if it was in a hurry.
“Come for what?”
“Came to collect the take-out bowls. He’s going to think it’s weird that no one’s going out.”
“Fair enough. Hey, check it out.”
Natsumoto called to a short-haired one of the five female linemen who had shrunk into a ball and said.
“I’m sorry… I go every time this happens…” said Miki.
After the bank closes for business, the small owner of the noodle store comes to collect the bowls, and it’s always the youngest Miki who comes into contact with him.
“You’re not wearing any clothes are you?”
“But I’m the only one with freedom of movement.”
“And yeah, it’s a pain in the ass to uncuff her again. Okay, you go.”
Miki nodded and stood up.
Sakuma, halfway through his masturbation, watched Miki walk away with resentment in his eyes.
“There’s no time, no underwear, come on.”
Miki, who had wanted to put on a bra, went straight to putting on a shirt, and without even putting on pantyhose, she put on a skirt and headed down the hall.
“Listen, if you try anything, I’ll blow his dick off.”
Natsumoto smiled and pointed his gun at Sakuma’s prick.
The electric bell rang once more.
“Coming!”
Standing at the exit at the far end of the hall, Miki responded loudly.
“Excuse me, I’m from Vajra Hen.”
“Okay, coming right up.”
Miki opened the door just a little.
“I’m sorry.”
Looking at Miki, who was smiling in a relative manner, the small boss looked surprised.
Because he saw Miki’s bra-less breasts in her shirt.
Miki played it cool and said, “Please wait.”
She stalled him at the door and tried to bring him the bowl.
“Ms. Nishizawa, I’ll go in and get it myself.”
“No, you wait.”
“No, please let me do it myself.”
The young boss pushed past Miki into the hall.
“Run!” Miki yelled.
The little boss pulled his legs out with a green face and ran.
“Slow down, don’t run away.”
With a thud, Summerburn fired.
A thousand bullets hit the closed door panel.
Miki, who had a bullet skimmed across her cheek, fainted in shock.
“Damn it!”
Natsumoto punched Sakuma and ran over to him, forcing Miki to get up.
“You bitch!” He slapped Miki twice.
“Stop! You’ve served your purpose and are free to go.” The GM called out.
“It’s not over yet!”
Natsumoto locked the exit door and dragged Miki back down the hall by her hair.
Chapter 9: The Reversal and Madness that Pervades the Banks
The phone on the desk rings.
“Damn! That guy called the police.”
Goro Natsumoto slapped Miki’s ass and told her to go unplug all the phone lines.
“Makoto! You come here for me?”
Natsumoto beckoned Asashoryu Makoto over.
Held at gunpoint, Makoto walks over to Natsumoto.
Her rounded buttocks were covered in whip marks.
“Lick me!”
Natsumoto sat on the counter and pointed to his half-arched prick.
Makoto obediently took the prick into her mouth.
“No bites for me, if you do you’re dead. You hate it, don’t you, being all naked in a place like this and wanting to die?”
Shaben held the gun to her cheek.
Makoto nodded softly with the dildo in her mouth.
Her legs were already shaking from fear.
It didn’t take long for Natsumoto’s rod to harden in Makoto’s mouth.
“Uh-huh… uh-huh…”
Makoto let go hard.
“Miki, come here for me after you unplug the phone line.”
Miki was lying on the ground pulling out the phone cord.
“Miki, if you try anything, Makoto will be dead. The cops will be here soon, and I’m done, do you understand? I’m done.”
Shaben suddenly laughed out loud.
Laughter rang through the entire banking hall.
Every man and woman whose freedom has been restricted begins to feel nervous and fearful again.
For it is impossible to guess what a self-loathing robber will do.
Makoto stared at Natsumoto trying to understand the true meaning of his heart.
“What for? Lick it for me, it’s so pure.”
“Yes, my son…”
The rod in Makoto’s mouth had grown larger and harder, causing her to almost gasp.
“Miki, get your ass over here.”
Summerburn banged his gun on the counter and yelled.
“I’ll have to give you a taste of your own medicine…”
Stripping Miki naked, Natsumoto whipped with his belt.
“Yikes!”
A completely naked Miki fell to the ground.
“Get the fuck up.”
“Yes, yes!”
As soon as Miki stood up, Natsumoto swung another whip.
“Uh-huh…”
Miki gritted her teeth against the pain.
“Stop it! It’s not Miki’s fault.”
Makoto gets up and tries to protect Miki.
“What are you abetting! Shinjun!”
Natsumoto shakes Makoto off.
“Ah!”
Makoto gets knocked to the ground.
“Damn it! You dare to defy me.”
Natsumoto shakes Makoto and Miki each with another slap.
This time Makoto gritted her teeth and held back.
Miki, on the other hand, was in tears.
“Lick me! Both together lick me.”
“Just spare Miki, I’ll serve you. That’s right, take me away, let’s get out of here and want me again, I’m yours, please take me away from here!”
Makoto gave up her life trying to seduce him.
“I’ll take you, and I’ll take you before the cops get here. But it’s not over yet, people don’t realize you’re my woman, especially that guy.”
Natsumoto glared at Yukihiro.
Even though he had raped Makoto twice, he was still not satisfied.
The only time he could get the real sense that Makoto was his woman was when he was thrusting into Makoto’s meat hole.
And as soon as the rod was withdrawn from the flesh hole, that realism grew thinner and thinner.
“I am Goro’s woman, that much has been made clear.”
“Then why did you get pleasure when he sucked your cock? Makoto, if you were my woman, why would you get pleasure?”
Natamoto looked at Yukihiro indignantly and stroked Makoto’s hair.
“I don’t know… although I am Goro’s woman… but that place was kissed…”
“What did you say? True innocence, so you’re anyone’s roo? You slut.”
Chabon was like a demon.
“Then I’m just one of so many, am I?”
“I didn’t say I’m good for anything, I want to run away with you to the ends of the earth… Let’s run away, Goro.”
“Shut up!”
Natsumoto jumped off the counter and hugged Makoto from behind, as if he were in the position of helping a small child shush.
All the men’s eyes were focused on Makoto’s open flowery lips.
“Hey! You lick it.”
Natsumoto ordered Chitanda.
Chitanda shook his head to indicate that he couldn’t do it.
“Then you do it!”
Natsumoto turned to the small owner of the designated flower store.
The young boss nodded gently and brought his face close to Makoto’s private parts.
True Pure’s flowery lips still haven’t lost their moisturization at times like these.
The petals of the flower’s lips were overflowing with love juice, as if beckoning to someone.
“You are my woman, no more orgasms for me.”
“I won’t… I will only with you.”
“Don’t forget you said that yourself.”
The little flower store owner’s face was escorted to Makoto’s pussy.
“Uh-huh…”
The young boss opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, love juices staining the belly of his tongue, and also inserted the tip of his long-stretched tongue into his fleshy hole.
Makoto’s body felt like electricity was passing through it.
“ah… ah, uh…”
Unable to resist a few yelps, Makoto was alert and shut up quickly.
“What? What did you just call that sound?”
“No, no… I didn’t…”
Makoto gasped.
Why?
Why did it feel more sensational now than when Yukihiro had just licked it?
She held back from making a sound for fear that Natsumoto would find out.
Suddenly, the tip of the little boss’s tongue touched the nub.
“Umm… Umm…”
Makoto desperately tried to hold back.
But the more he held back, the more intense the reaction to his tongue became.
With no way to vent out, the pleasure hoarded inside.
“Jeongchun… I’m sorry… You did it all for me…”
Miki said in a small voice as she wiped her tears.
“Aaah, no, Miki… ah, ahm… uh-uh, it’s not your fault… ah ah ah, it’s all my fault… no, don’t lick me there… ah ah ah, it’s all my fault… no way… you can’t lick me there… ah ah ah ah, I’m putting everyone in so much trouble…”
As soon as Makoto’s mouth opened, the sound of that pleasurable wave of flesh leaked out.
This time Shaben badgered her ear and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”
“Miki, don’t stay there, come over here and suck my dick.”
“Yes…”
Miki obediently crouched down at the feet of Natsuhimoto, who was holding Makoto.
Bite down…
Another Miki was speaking in Miki’s mind.
No way.
Can’t do that.
I still want to die.
I couldn’t bring myself to bite off his cock.
Bite down! Miki…
I can’t do this…
Miki’s teeth touched the root of the meat stick.
“Hey, what do you want?”
“I’m sorry.”
Miki’s heart skipped a beat.
“You want to bite my dick, huh?”
“No, I didn’t.”
Miki shook her head violently and took the rod into her mouth again.
Any more of this will surely lead to more torture.
That’s what you’d expect.
It just doesn’t end when it keeps going like this.
Here, take courage and bite down.
The penis is a man’s life. If you bite down on it, he won’t be able to bear it…
Oh, no, I can’t. I can’t bite down…
“Umm… ah… ah… I can’t… I can’t… I’m going crazy.”
“I’ll kill you if you have an orgasm, Makoto.”
“No, no more licking…” begged Shinjun.
Miki thought to herself that if this keeps up, Makoto’s going to have an orgasm.
Bite down!
Bite down on this beast’s prick.
Miki! If this continues, Manabu will die…
The other Miki had been convincing Miki.
“I can’t, please don’t lick it… ah ah ah, please… help me.”
The little boss sucking on her pussy stopped.
“Aaah, aaah… why is this… it’s so hard…”
“What? You sound like any man now.”
“Aaah, I don’t have… I only have Goro… Aaah, lick me… Aaah, mmm, quick…”
Makoto pleads with the small flower store owner.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh…”
The little boss, teased by Makoto, was lost in thought as he licked her nub.
“That’s great… it’s so comfortable there.”
Makoto’s pure flesh shivered in gusts in Natsumoto’s wrist.
“What’s that noise you’re screaming about?” Shaben snarled.
“No, no… Manabu is my husband’s woman… please believe me… ah ah, I can’t… it feels so good.”
The nub was strongly sucked in and Makoto climaxed at once.
“It feels so good… ah ah, no… don’t suck so hard… ah ah ah, no, no… ah ah ah, more, more, more, more, more, more, more, more, more, more, more, more, more…”
The words coming out of Makoto’s mouth were completely contradictory.
Chitanda, who had just said no, now looked at Makoto and the small flower store owner with resentment.
Of course his rod was hard.
The gray-haired man next door to him was just as hard as the younger man, and his rod was hard again.
With red eyes, Honda looked at Miki who was mouthing the bank robber’s meat stick.
Miki had been hesitant to bite down.
She hesitated as she sucked on Summerburn’s rod.
Most of the cum that the GM and the manager had just shot on her breasts was still there.
The nipples had turned a whitish color and there was cum dripping from the cleavage onto the stomach.
“Ahhhhh! I can’t… I can’t!”
“Going to have an orgasm? So pure!”
Natsumoto said threateningly.
“Aaaaahhhh… no, I’m going to give out… aaaahhhh, I’m going to give out.” Jeongchun shook her head and screamed.
No way! Makoto! You can’t leak.
Or you’ll be killed…
“I want, I want…”
Before Makoto could tell that she was going to give out, Miki started to bite.
But before she could bite down, Natsumoto jerked the rod away.
“You want to bite my dick right?”
He looked at Miki angrily after he made Makoto sit on the counter.
“No, no, I didn’t, Goro.”
Miki was trembling in her mixed body.
Even her pinkish red face immediately turned greenish-white.
“Good! Let’s begin. It’s time to perform, so let’s all enjoy ourselves before the cops come. Hmm! You guys can come over here and fuck Miki and all gang rape her together.”
[End of text]
NEPTUNE:”What about the next part?”
Ancient Snake: “The bottom part is gone!”
NEPTUNE: “What’s the bottom part of something that’s gone?”
Ancient Snake: “Everyone’s bottom part is gone!”
When they finished, the two pushed out their loins together and laughed obscenely up at the sky.
“Wahahahaha ～～～～～”
“Damn thing, you two don’t tell boring jokes like that.”
“That sucks, that sucks, get off the stage!”
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LEONIC: “It’s also a pain in the ass, like the late Black Cat library, which always left the last chapter or two unaccounted for.”
OKIN: “Is it okay to take an unfinished work as a New Year’s gift?”
Leonic: “It doesn’t matter! It’s a feature of the erotic literature world!”
Eagle Devil: “Now revealing Night 4 of the Decameron – The Neighborhood Babysitter.”