Women’s Incestuous University (WIU)

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Chapter One: Stripped Underwear

Bunzo Ishiguro was stripping Yumi Yamaha. After he looked at her body, he quickly took off the clothes on himself as well.

Beads of sweat were beading on his forehead.

Ishiguro exposed his eyes that were red from drunkenness and looked at Yumi. He looked very clearly at the flesh of the twenty-four year old beauty teacher, looking at her sensual beauty, Ishiguro felt that he had a strange feeling, and Ishiguro Yun face swelled red with arousal.

In the evening, at a farewell party for fellow teachers, Ishiguro is also present, and he takes advantage of the fact that no one else is looking and spikes Yumi’s drink.

It was a secret Chinese paralyzing drug. Yumi on the table, has always insisted on not wanting too much, as long as Ishiguro pretends to persuade her to drink this last cup, then his scheme will be successful.

Yumi had exited the party and was walking down the hallway when Ishiguro followed.

Yumi’s elegant eyes, too, reddened from the alcohol acting as a reverence, and her chest chirped.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Yumi left the table first and tried to make a trip to the dressing room, she felt like she was walking strangely, holding onto the wall with every step she took, she thought:

Did you drink too much today? Why are you so drunk?

Just as he thought that, he collapsed. Ishiguro approached Yumi’s body quickly, and with his hand on her shoulder, Yumi lost consciousness and collapsed onto Ishiguro’s wrist.

The scent of sweet lotion and soft flesh stimulated Ishiguro. Ishiguro took Yumi and left the place of the farewell party with an ulterior motive.

Yumi was unconscious, but she had a fuzzy feeling as if her feet were off the ground and she felt like she was on a cloud.

Holding Yumi, Ishiguro kept his eyes fixed on Yumi’s feet in the pure white dress. It was a pair of even, beautifully shaped legs.

Ishiguro carried the unconscious Yumi into another room.

Ishiguro lowered her onto the bed and looked down at Yumi’s groggy, red face, which was beautiful to look at.

Without avoiding doubt, he unbuttoned her dress and removed her stockings, so busy that he couldn’t afford to spend any money, and in just a few strokes, he had stripped Yumi naked.

He dropped the silken dress she was wearing to the floor, his eyes on the breasts that rose and fell with his breathing, and finally removed the white bra as well. The …

That towering like two small mountains of the buttocks, with the snake-like waist, simply become an upside down hu Lu, the navel into the navel, are set off beautifully, the whole body of the skin, white and red, simply can be blown.

Eyes in both eyes to see straight, a soon drooling appearance, and hastily will be on their own clothes, also stripped naked.

Ishiguro opened his thick, carrion-like lips and sprayed perfume in his mouth, then licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue, which was drooling from the beauty that was present.

Yumi looked like she was sleeping, her eyelashes were closed and her chest was rising and falling regularly. Ishiguro’s face, buried into Yumi’s shoulder.

His tongue caressed her shoulders, then licked her cheeks like a delicious treat, her entire body, snow-white, covered in stone-black saliva.

Ishiguro saw Yumi’s carving-like body, his heart was pounding, his mouth was dry, his eyes were straight, like an obsessed woman, like a delirious maniac.

Ishiguro buried himself headfirst into her arms, first stroking the deep valley between Yumi’s two jade peaks with his hand.

One of his palms wrapped around a white, ample breast, squeezing and kneading it, his fingertips rubbing Maru’s nipple and shaking it in a desultory manner, the breasts bouncing and beginning to react in Ishiguro’s palm.

He smiled lewdly as his eyes moved to her lower half, looking at her thighs below her waist and the bottom of her sexy belt as his hand gently stroked it.

He stroked boldly, his hand caressing the groin of his thigh, touching the skin of the female body, caressing the pink mysterious area. Her body couldn’t afford to be so teased by a man, and Yumi, who was in a daze, unknowingly let out intermittent moans.

Ishiguro licked his red-stained cheeks, his tongue reaching for the keen ear. He nibbled on the ear, his tongue going inside, the beginning of and sucking, licking, blowing the deserted breath, blowing it into the ear, the tip of his tongue tickling the hole, and Yumi’s body moving a little.

Yumi felt a dawning realization that her Yumi shoulders and ears were oh so wet! I don’t know when, there is a bad smell in her skin in her skin stupid.

She felt her breath catch, a strange pressure pressing against her breasts, felt her breasts, being rubbed powerfully.

（What’s going on? What’s going on? I ……….)

Yumi’s head was a blur as a feeling of unease hit her.

Her lower half, it felt cool. The insides of her thighs felt like fingertip strokes, fingers stabbing at the halberd, fingers wandering over the sensitive parts of the female body.

On the other hand, Yumi also felt an inexplicable sound, warm breath, blowing like wind into her ear hole. Unpleasantness surrounded her whole body.

She squinted, feeling the dim interior, a small light floating above her head.

Her body moved, feeling cool all over, she opened her eyes uneasily and began to look around. Her beautiful pupils suddenly widened in surprise, and a wave of shame made her blush.

The sound of a deserted exhalation was once again heard beside her ears, and she felt uneasy, her head tilting sideways to see a situation that startled her.

A naked man was rubbing her breasts with one hand, leaning his head between her feet, sticking out his tongue and licking her toes.

Yumi looked at the man’s face, and she felt fierce wrath in her chest that her body had been brutally ravaged by a man who turned out to be the dean of the faculty: Bunzo Ishiguro.

“Ah! What are you doing? Dean of Faculty!”

Yumi called out.

“Oh! You’re awake, you know, you’re so drunk.”

With a lustful look, Ishiguro stroked Yumi lovingly, combing her long black hair with one hand and speaking calmly.

The other hand perversely stroked her waist, fiercely caressing the sides around her pink lower body. Yumi’s lower limbs exuded a dense, fragrant color that she couldn’t contain.

“Don’t! Don’t touch it.”

Ishiguro’s hands pressed down on Yumi, who was trying to escape, and Yumi resisted with all her strength. She resented the man’s hands touching her boneless flesh.

“You ………. What the hell is wrong with me?”

(Is this a hotel? Why am I here? Can’t I escape?

Yumi sobbed uneasily.

“Oops! Don’t you remember? You left the farewell party and then passed out in the hallway, and I’m the one who brought you here.”

When Yumi heard this, she was very desperate, she whimpered and resisted, who in the world could come to her aid, and where had all her fellow teachers gone.

“It doesn’t matter! You look good when you’re not wearing clothes.”

As Ishiguro leaned over her lower body, his eyes searching for her nakedness, Yumi calmly looked around the room, trying to think of a way to escape. Seeing the clothes strewn about in the corner, and Ishiguro’s, Yumi grew angrier and angrier once more.

“Where are my clothes? What gives you the right to take off my clothes, you’re so rude! Let me go, please!”

At this point a smile appeared at the corners of Ishiguro’s mouth as she looked at her soft white skin with her pair of bloodshot eyes.

“Ah! I ………. Why can’t I move my body?”

Yumi felt her body paralyzed as Ishiguro’s hand played with her lower body, his hand reaching for the mysterious part of her covered with pubic hair.

“Ah! Don’t! Don’t! You dirty man.”

Ishiguro’s fingertips rubbed at the woman’s secret hole, and Yumi whimpered sadly as Ishiguro’s hand pressed down on Yumi’s fidgeting arms and legs, rendering her entire body immobile.

“Ah! Don’t you treat me like this!”

“Shhh! Shhh! Be good!”

She looked at the man in front of her, making her feel so humiliated! Yumi’s clear, beautiful pupils left behind large teardrops.

Yumi cried, igniting Ishiguro’s sadistic lust. His hand invaded the base of his thigh once more, his fingers moving over Yumi’s garden, stroking powerfully.

“Don’t cry! It won’t feel horrible, it’ll make you comfortable.”

Ishiguro’s voice rang in her ears, whispering like a cat’s, soothing her. Yumi felt sick, her body vibrating.

Ishiguro played with the teasing of his hands. Fingertips pressed against her split pussy, fingertips rubbing the flesh, sometimes folding back over the top of the glans, moving toward the stamen, and beginning to stab at it.

Ishiguro had already planned how to attack Yumi’s mature flesh, and he completely ignored Yumi’s crying and pleading voice and said

“Don’t! Don’t! Don’t ……….”

Yumi whimpered loudly and sadly, and Ishiguro’s heart resounded with beautiful music that reached his ears.

Ishiguro’s fingers were on the most humiliating part of Yumi’s body, dabbing at the glans, stroking up and down, and saw Yumi’s bottom moistening.

“Feeling rooty comfortable, I guess! Yamaha-sensei!”

Yumi’s face reddened and her mouth kept screaming no! The head kept vibrating as well.

“What do you mean don’t! Is it like this? Don’t you want to have some fun?”

Ishiguro, who was already overwhelmed with desire, spoke.

Yumi’s head kept bobbing, that real pearl colored skin, emitted a white fire glow, and her breasts jumped with it. Ishiguro, who was looking at his lower body, had his eyes fixed on Yumi’s breasts at this time, and he once again covered his palms up to feel those bouncy breasts.

Ishiguro thought for a moment and ran his hand over the pubic area, then pushed his middle finger in, and Yumi yelped in annoyance:

“Don’t! Don’t, don’t touch it anymore.”

“Haha! Don’t touch there ah! Ha………”

Ishiguro rubbed on Yumi’s breasts, his mind anxiously caressing Yamaha Yumi’s breasts. The softness of those dangerously divided and ripe breasts made Ishiguro sigh and let out a sound, saying:

“Ah! What soft breasts! My hands are drawn to you, lovingly!”

He said that while rubbing her breasts with his clutches as Yumi cried fiercely. Ishiguro started to touch the shoulder weed on her flesh.

“Who is it! Someone who can help me!”

Yumi whimpered helplessly and sadly as if she had been forced to a cliff, a dead end.

“Ah! Only twenty-four years old! Men know what a beautiful, beautiful woman you are! It makes me enraptured by you too.”

Ishiguro stripped off her clothes and abused her on her naked body. It turns out that this god-like dean of faculty reveals his beastly nature.

“Oh ………. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

Ishiguro pulled the wrist of the crying Yumi. Looking at Yumi, her long hair strewn across her white back, she crouched, her shoulders vibrating, and Ishiguro’s mind grew aroused a few times as he watched the beauty of this sultry body, abused, and his cunt began to swell.

His hand peeled back the pitch black hair and caressed Yumi’s translucent white back. .

Yumi moaned in desperation as Ishiguro’s nose pushed into her, inhaling deeply on the work and sniffing her body odor.

“Ah! It smells so good! Yamaha-sensei your body smells so good!”

Ishiguro’s eyes looked at her breasts, and Yumi’s body was paralyzed and unable to move as she listened to Ishiguro’s obscene tone.

“Despicable Male Educators ……….”

Yumi bit her lip hatefully, oozing the slightest bit of blood.

She felt like there was no way she could resist anymore.

Ishiguro looked at Yumi’s lustful breasts, bulging, hill-like mounds of flesh with pale red nipples quivering slightly.

“Ah …… so beautiful, my cock is so hard yah! Ms. Yamaha.”

Ishiguro’s expression was intoxicated.

Ishiguro stretched out his magic hands, lovingly rubbing the beautiful flesh, gently sweeping the whole body. Both powerful hands rubbed the light red nipples once again, fingertips teasing the nipples, which couldn’t resist the teasing of the fingers and became hard and erect.

Ishiguro buried his face in her breasts, opening his mouth to blow on the nipple, one hand on the other, groping it thoroughly.

She just couldn’t stand this vile man sucking on her breasts, it felt very disgusting and Yumi cried intermittently.

Ishiguro sucked and licked both of Yumi’s breasts interactively. The snow-white and colorful breasts reflected the glory of saliva. The tip of his tongue licked the nipple and made sucking sounds from time to time as Yumi cried out in shame.

His rod invaded the depths of his female body, attacking it sharply, rubbing her breasts desperately as he pounded into her jugs of flesh, manipulating Yumi’s sensory functions as Ishiguro’s insides let out a maniacal laugh. His face was buried in her breasts as he desperately stabbed her lower body with his rod.

Her face was swollen and red, tears and sweat intertwined on her face, her black hair was loose, and she kept crying. Ishiguro’s obscene body pasted against hers. 4

“It’s so good! Ms. Yamaha, let me hold you tightly again.”

He looked at the mournful Yumi, her beautiful face, and Ishiguro whispered.

Those fat lips, close to Yumi, Yumi closed her own vermilion lips tightly, her face turned away, stubbornly resisting.

Ahhhh! Why me? This man is such filth. I wish I could die right now!

A wave of despair then cluttered Yumi’s mind as she thought back to the farewell party.

Yumi Yamaha left Tokyo to work as an English teacher at Seimei Gakuen in N City. Soon, a year passed. On this evening, a personnel change was decided, and a farewell party was held in the cafeteria to bid farewell to Harue Sakaguchi’s transfer.

Yumi, who came to Kasuga Gakuen, got along well with her fellow teachers during the year. Because of her beauty, many people made toasts to her.

At the farewell reception, Yumi’s neighbor was Bunzo Ishiguro, the Dean of Academic Affairs.

Fumizo Ishiguro often uses violence to bring women to their knees, and he has been drooling over Yumi’s beauty, and recently, he has shown a vague ambition to conquer Yumi.

He was a balding old man with a constant smile at the corners of his mouth, well past fifty. His eyes shot out keenly like those of a fierce beast. And Yumi had just looked at the man with a feeling of great dislike.

Ishiguro, who was at the table, was very jealous as he watched the male teachers attending to Yumi, and they were drinking from each other’s cups. Yumi’s posture was so beautiful that every man got drunk just by looking at her.

After an hour had passed, Yumi stood up and left the table, and it was then that Ishiguro, quite unexpectedly, taught her to drink a glass of wine, and definitely the last one.

In fact, Yumi didn’t want to drink any more, and since it was the last drink, so she obliged, Yumi showed her beautiful micromax and tilted her head back to finish it off, before saying goodbye to her fellow teacher and walking down the hallway.

She went out to the courtyard and looked out at the full moon in the sky, and Yumi felt a fierce drunkenness come over her.

(Am I really drunk ……….)

She was very surprised at the change of her body, she frowned a leaning against the pillar, her body was paralyzed, and her consciousness was fading ………. away.

“Ah! What’s wrong, Yamaha-sensei!”

A man’s voice came from behind her, and that’s when Yumi lost consciousness.

“Ah ………. You vile man, taking advantage of the situation, it’s abominable!”

Yumi could only accompany the tears at this point once she remembered that he turned out to have an agenda.

“Ah! , Teacher, I’ve been in love with you ever since I first saw you, see! Your beautiful eyes, your wonderful body, I’m all over the place.”

He crouched over Yumi, murmuring. The hairy hand that ran over Yumi’s snow-white skin.

At this point, Yumi couldn’t hold back any longer.

Yumi screamed wolfishly as Ishiguro held the rod and was about to invade between her legs. Yumi deadpanned and merged her legs.

“Aa ……….”

Her face turned toward the sky and tilted upward, desperately resisting, Yumi sobbed fiercely.

Shame and humiliation surrounded Yumi. Ishiguro latinized her panties to her feet, and then with a strong tug, latinized her panties down. At that moment, Yamaha Yumi was naked, revealing her shrinking and thick pubic hair, and Ishiguro felt a sense of triumph of conquest.

“Ah! See, Yamaha-sensei.”

Yumi’s secret part was moist. Ishiguro touched that beautiful mysterious part, his fingers pressed against the sweet layer of flesh and inserted the film on the inside of the secret. Exposing the pale red lips of virgin flesh, she had very little sexual experience, Ishiguro’s heart angered.

The soft fleshy lips of the cavity, the depths of which oozed out sweet nectar of lewdness, hotly staining Ishiguro’s fingertips, Yumi moved her head, resisting ceaselessly.

Suddenly, his fingers stabbed into the lewdly cracked flesh hole, digging deep into the garden, then Ishiguro pulled down his pants, holding the angrily huge fleshy shaft, and approached Yumi’s body.

Yumi looked at him, stone-black bloodshot eyes and a lecherous face that made Yumi feel disgust in addition to horror.

Ah! Where am I going to run away to? ……….

Yumi was desperate, her black-and-white eyes showed a look of certain death, her paralyzed body shaped to move, her mouth screaming continuously.

“Don’t ………. Help! Who can help me ……”

Ishiguro’s paralyzing drug had taken effect and Yumi let out a cry for help. She watched as the ugly rod pressed into her lustful cracked flesh hole.

Yumi resented the man’s rod, hurting her pussy hole. She did nothing but cry out for help, trying to escape with her last strength. She couldn’t move her feet and her upper body swayed violently from side to side as Ishiguro pressed down hard on Yumi’s body, his black hair smeared against her cheeks.

She felt incapable of thought as paralysis hit her brain and Yumi had lost the ability to resist. She could only watch as Ishiguro’s furiously flaring pillar of flesh burst deep into her flesh.

Instantly, Yumi let out a fierce, desperate moan ………..

The soft, moist lips of the flesh were parted, and the hard, blood-filled tip of the rod invaded the mucous membrane on the inside of Yumi’s cunt wall. Ishiguro felt so good that large beads of sweat hung down on his forehead as he slowly moved his rod, savoring the woman’s fleshy hole.

The population of Yumi’s fleshy hole was intruded, the virginal walls of flesh closed in, and Ishiguro pushed in, to feel the narrow cavity, Ishiguro’s erect rod, invading the depths of that pitiful layer of flesh.

“Ahhhh ………. Ouch! It hurts!”

The man’s sex attacked in, Ishiguro’s humble piece of flesh jutting in, the excruciating pain causing Yumi’s head to swing from side to side, her black hair thrashing about.

“Help! There’s someone ah ……….”

The sensation of her body feeling like it was being torn apart was unbearable, and Yumi screamed and cried loudly. Ishiguro covered her mouth with his hand.

Ishiguro moved and pumped anxiously, the tip of the huge meaty shaft plunging in first, while most of it remained outside the m-body.

“Ah! It’s a virgin ………. Oh ………. Awesome!”

Ishiguro felt great and moved his back hard.

When the meat stick was inserted into Yumi’s flesh hole …….. There was a lewd gasp, and Sakaguchi Harue stood outside the room with a pale, bewildered face.

Two days later, in the office of the Head of Academic Affairs at Seimei Gakuen, the sound of Yamaha-sensei and Ishiguro Bunzo making love came from the office of the Head of Academic Affairs. The air of urgency flowed through the school during this winter vacation.

On this day, she was wearing a dark blue suit and white underwear, and not only those, but the bra and pantyhose underneath, as well as her boxers, were stripped.

His fingers tapped on the already erect nipples, and there was indescribable pleasure coursing through his body like a river. His hand went from the base of the secret, his fingers pressed against the nub and rubbed it, a wave of paralyzing pleasure forcing its way up to his big mouth.

The two fingers smoothly entered the depths of the pink hole. A beastly grunt escaped from the depths of his throat:

“A! A ……….”

Seeing that she didn’t resist, Ishiguro began to play with her breasts.

Seeing her round and white jade breasts, and her tiny pussy underneath, his fingers teased and played with her pussy lips, and his prick underneath his body couldn’t help but stand up with temptation.

That night, Sakaguchi Harue went to the police station and called the police, and Ishiguro had pretty good backing, so Ishiguro was able to play around with other women to his heart’s content, which is why Sakaguchi Harue was transferred to the police station, since he was the only witness.

Ishiguro wiped beads of sweat from his bald head, grinned his usual smile at the corners of his mouth, drew a heavy breath, and said:

“Ah! That was wonderful.”

He plunged his rod into her fleshy lips, his waist moving rhythmically.

His lustful eyes looked at Yumi’s body, that twenty-four year old mature devilish body, completely reflected in his eyes as he stabbed his rod into Gammy’s garden.

Ishiguro’s waist swung:

“Because the booze boost made me want you.”

He added after watching Yumi’s reaction:

“Mr. Yamaha, do you want to quit?”

“You’re a despicable person, Dean of Faculty.”

Yumi got dressed and stood up, when Ishiguro aroused desire again.

The report of the Committee on the Implementation of Education is to be made tomorrow at N. You must come.

He was one hundred and sixty centimeters tall, his long hair draped behind his head, Ishiguro told Yumi with slanted eyes. Instantly, she felt it was a coercive tone.

“I’ll remember that.”

She waved the phrase behind her back before slamming the door hard behind her and walking out of the Dean of Faculty’s office.

Chapter 2: The Room of Nightmares

Yumi Yamaha angrily walked out of Ishiguro’s faculty advisor’s office.

The only witness, Harue Sakaguchi, has been gagged, and he can’t do much to help, so it’s all up to Yumi herself.

Ishiguro looked at Yumi’s back as she confidently left. He looked at her pair of slender feet, and even thought about her body, she was really in love with Yumi’s body.

That night his rod plunged into the depths of this haughty woman and erupted like a jet of fire. And today she gave in completely. The virgin’s garden was so shaanxi that Ishiguro felt his femur, again, hot and swollen and uncomfortable.

He wouldn’t let this big fish go, Ishiguro took the cigarette, lit it up, took a deep drag on it, a whole person in the smoke.

Ishiguro was so obsessed with Yumi’s flesh that he had to think of more venomous means for him to drive in order to preserve his instincts down the road.

On her way home, Yumi made her way to the park where she stood on a high platform and looked out over the streets of N City. It had been more than a year since she came to N City, and whenever she had something on her mind, she had come to this park to slip away, and it had often brought her to enlightenment. Yumi’s long black hair, swaying in the wind, she was as beautiful as a carving, her eyes black and white.

A year ago, Yumi and Prof. Kazusuke, Matsunaga Yukihiko broke off their engagement and left Tokyo for N City.

She feels exhausted today after supporting herself through education in this idyllic town. Her beauty has driven the men of the city crazy. Two days ago, Yumi was murdered by Ishiguro, the dean of the faculty.

Yumi Yamaha is a plump, conservative girl who has a conservative attitude towards sex, and she has a serious cleanliness problem.

Yumi’s beauty of a sculpted gem, her pupils clear and understanding, while her demeanor is very dignified and classy, her thoughts are still of the old society. In high school, many boys tried to tease her, in any way they could, but she refused.

The elected queen of the inter-school during her college days, she appears at the ceremony in a swimsuit, is published in a men’s weekly magazine, and is berated by her college professor’s father. Anyone, as soon as a man and a woman get involved, crosses that line, and Yumi stubbornly protects her virginity.

After graduating from college, Yumi worked as an English teacher at a girls’ high school in the city. In the summer of that year, two years ago, she attended an English language education seminar and met Yukihiko Matsunaga, a lecturer who was working as an assistant professor at the university. Matsunaga was 30 years old, and he was an English scholar in his prime, with a great vision for the future, and his reputation had reached Yumi’s ears.

Matsunaga often asked her out and was very active. He often asked her to go to tea with him. Matsunaga is an excellent young man and his English is very good. Yumi sees his motivation and Matsunaga sees Yumi’s beauty, so they start to fall in love.

It was Yumi’s lifetime relationship, her first love, and Yumi believed that she was so lucky to have such a good boyfriend because of God’s grace, so she was grateful to God for such an arrangement. So in the fall, the two got engaged.

In a park full of flowers, she rested her head on his shoulder and felt the beauty of the Lord’s blessing. He put his arm around her waist, and how many people envied them.

And she had no idea of the bestial perversity lurking in this man; she was overcome with love, and the events of that night, which still remained in her mind, were so stark it was as if they had happened only yesterday.

At the end of January on a cold night, Yumi and Master Matsu came to Akasaka’s Cuisine, and the two of them were very happy; that day was Yumi’s birthday.

Spending her birthday with her fiancé made Yumi very touched and Matsunaga kept persuading her to drink. She wasn’t used to drinking much, but today was so special that she felt a little drunk, but she thought that with Matsunaga it didn’t matter, so she was at ease and drank one glass after another. And that night, she was drunk.

She was drunk hoon that night, so Matsunaga took her back to his place. She had never come to Matsunaga’s house to spend the night. Even though they were an unmarried couple, Yumi believed in keeping a clean, unsullied body until they were married, and she had always believed in that belief

The effects of the alcohol had dulled her ability to think. She couldn’t recognize where she was, nor did she realize the unlucky look that lit up Matsunaga’s eyes at that moment.

Entering the house, they took off their jackets. Matsunaga’s lips kissed hers and he embraced gently and started kissing, but for Yumi, who was a cleanliness freak, there was no way she could stand this, but she thought it was a sign of love from Matsunaga.

His lips left a bit, then as if he was playing something crooked, Yumi’s lips searched for his, and he immediately kissed her lips again, passionately, and his tongue went in, licking the mouth, injecting his own saliva into the other’s mouth as he sucked on Yumi’s sweet, moistened tongue.

It was the first time she had kissed so intensely, and she didn’t realize the dangerous situation she was currently in, greedily swallowing Matsunaga’s saliva.

“Oops! I’m drunk.”

Yumi murmured, smiling shyly as she brushed her fingers through her loose black hair. The intense sucking of her tongue resided while her mind was fiercely agitated.

Matsunaga smiled softly as well, his eyes smiling as well, and without answering, he hugged Yumi again, taking her lips once more.

The tip of Yumi’s tongue was sucked powerfully and fiercely by him, and her breasts were heavily pressed against his. Matsunaga felt the fullness of Yumi’s breasts. Wrapping one hand around his waist, he began to grope the sexy round ass.

Yumi passionately sucked on her partner’s lips, her luscious black hair shaking. Both of Matsunaga’s hands by this time were cupping her buttocks, depicting fleshy asses, fingers tracing between the valleys of soft flesh.

Matsunaga’s lips left. Yumi’s hair was loose from the heavy and intense kissing, the intoxicating alcohol played on her cheeks, and she felt so hot down there due to her body being caressed!

“No!”

Yumi resists Matsunaga’s touch and turns her back on him, calming her passion.

She was wearing a black dress, and Matsunaga gazed at Yumi’s back posture. The rod between his legs had bulged.

Matsunaga approached Yumi’s back and stroked her dark hair, Matsunaga buried his head in it and nosed her hair.

“Huh! Matsunaga.”

“I love you, Yumi. I really love you.”

Matsunaga was at Yumi’s side, exhaling hot breath, natch. Hands went through her back and caressed her breasts.

“A!”

“No, don’t, no!”

She made a thin shocking sound. Her breasts were rubbed powerfully.

“My love, I love you so much, know that ……….”

Matsunaga whispered in her ear, touching Yumi’s body.

Both of Matsunaga’s hands began to move intensely. The entire palm of his hand wrapped around her breasts, twisting and kneading them at one point. Enjoying the sensation of plump elasticity caused the rod in Matsunaga’s lower abdomen to open angrily and stand up against Yumi’s buttocks.

His rod pressed into her ass cleavage, his nipples hardening as Yumi’s breasts were rubbed by him, Matsunaga’s shameful parts pushing against her ass.

“Just bear with me! I’ll give it to you when we get married ……….”

Yumi refused Matsunaga’s caresses.

Yumi’s wrists tried to break away from Matsunaga’s hands that were caressing her breasts, but he was dead set against them and continued to caress and rub her body.

“Not today, Matsunaga! What’s wrong with you?”

Yumi turned back uneasily and looked at Matsunaga’s face.

His eyes were bloodshot, and a smile with meaning floated at the corners of his mouth. Yumi had never seen Matsunaga like this, that murderous expression.

I shouldn’t have come, I shouldn’t have taken him up on his offer ……….

Yumi was beginning to regret it.

The two walked side by side, Matsunaga’s hand on Yumi’s shoulder, then began to touch her breasts, and her thighs.

“Don’t you do that!”

Yumi wants to escape badly.

Matsunaga took the wine out of the refrigerator and filled a glass for himself before tilting his head back and taking a drink, also forcing Yumi to take a drink as well.

“Why are we drinking?” Yumi asked.

“Tonight is a special night, it’s your birthday!”

“But we’ve already had a drink, and I’ve had a lot, Matsunaga, let’s not drink anymore, okay?”

Matsunaga never ignored her and took another sip of wine in his mouth and pressed it heavily against Yumi’s lips, Yumi resisted fiercely as Matsunaga’s mouth pressed forcefully against hers, Yumi, unwillingly, moved her head and some of the wine flowed into her, Matsunaga turned her face hard, his mouth against hers and forced a mouthful of the wine into her mouth.

How her lover could have become so rude was beyond Yumi’s comprehension.

“I… I hate you ………. I want to go home.”

She wrenched away from him hard and spoke very unhappily. This was the first time, she felt very unhappy with Matsunaga.

As soon as Matsunaga heard her say that, he immediately took another sip of the wine and once again pressed his lips against hers, pouring the wine in.

Feeling that he was being too rude, Yumi got furious and slapped! s a light, crisp slap to Matsunaga’s face.

His cheeks heated up and he froze, wine dripping from his dazed mouth, his appearance making Yumi think he was ugly.

“Are you drunk?”

Yumi said loudly and stood up ready to leave.

Matsunaga pulled Yumi and cried:

“Don’t you hate me! Don’t leave me!”

Matsunaga sat down disheveled and Yumi turned to look at Matsunaga, he seemed to be sobering up a bit as she looked at him and said:

“You’ll be my husband in the future, and I’ll be sure to give it to you when we have our wedding night, so can’t you just bear with me?”

“I know, I was the one who got drunk tonight and I seduced you! It’s too late and I should go home.”

Yumi said insistently once more.

As soon as Matsunaga heard that, his face changed drastically, and like a nightmare from hell, he stood up, approached Yumi, and pulled hard on Yumi’s long hair.

“Ouch! It hurts so much! Let go!”

Yumi whimpered in pain before Matsunaga let go of his hand.

“Ah! What the hell do you want? Matsunaga!”

Suddenly watching Matsunaga’s one hundred and eighty degree turn, Yumi’s face paled.

“You shut up!”

Matsunaga bellowed and punched Yumi’s chest as hard as he could.

Yumi was knocked down on the bed, her chest breathing heavily in pain, her body arching in agony as he watched her back and delivered another kick.

“I’m your husband and you’re disobeying me! Let’s see how I’ll fix you.”

“Don’t ……….. Don’t be violent ……….”

She cried fiercely as Yumi shrank back to avoid Matsunaga’s violent attacks. Matsunaga punched her back and kicked both her buttocks.

“Strip! Strip quickly! Take off your clothes!”

Matsunaga reached out to try and remove her clothes, and his one hundred and eighty degree turn made her cringe in horror.

“No! Don’t! Please ……….”

Matsunaga’s hands were on her waist, insistently undressing Yumi, who desperately shielded her body, pleading in fear.

“You still want a beating don’t you? Aren’t you afraid of pain?”

Matsunaga spoke in a threatening tone as Yumi whimpered and cried. Yumi’s hands resisted the violent hands. Those devilish hands peeled off her skirt, and then her thighs were exposed, and Matsunaga’s fierce, bloodshot eyes stared straight at them.

“Ah! That’s beautiful. ….. Show me between the legs. Stir up a tantalizing pose!”

Matsunaga tugged and pulled her body into a mature pose, Matsunaga looked at the drool and the white and red skin.

Yumi looked at her beloved fiancé in front of her, crazy, and a horrible feeling rose in the bottom of her heart, and she couldn’t help but feel her body vibrate. This excellent Matsunaga in front of me, suddenly has a dual personality personality ……….. Thinking about it, tears overflowed from the corner of her eyes.

Matsunaga began to take off Yumi’s clothes, Yumi instinctively clasped her hands in front of her chest, resisting him, she was ultimately no match for the man’s brute force, her clothes were torn off by him, revealing her white bra and panties, Yumi protected her breasts and cried out in pain.

“Ah! Don’t! No!”

Yumi screamed anxiously.

Matsunaga stood up a gazed at her body, the bulging breasts, the mysterious parts, the gorgeous even legs.

“Ah! That was beautiful!”

Matsunaga stared at Yumi’s naked body and spoke drunkenly.

Yumi jumped up in a hurry and ran away, she didn’t want to be abused. Yumi escaped and Matsunaga came after her from behind, pulling on her long hair.

“Ah! Who ah! Somebody help me ………….”

Yumi cried out for help as Matsunaga pulled Yumi’s hair and beat her face, Yumi fell back onto the bed, her whole body trembling.

Matsunaga approaches her with the rope, and Yumi’s face ambles as he ties her hands behind her back.

“Don’t! What for? Please ………. Don’t do this to me!”

“So that you can’t escape.”

Matsunaga picked up Yumi’s body and headed for the room. The white peach-like breasts moved, stimulating Matsunaga’s faculties.

Matsunaga threw Yumi on the bed, Yumi’s face buried in the bed, naked, her hands tied behind her back, her whole body vibrating from crying. That bouncy ass flesh, one after the other.

Matsunaga had also stripped naked, his rod already bucking with excitement. Matsunaga’s two hands touched the body of that beautiful offender.

“Ah! I ………. What are you doing?”

Tears flowed from Yumi’s black pupils from the humiliation.

“Haha ………. A little early for you to welcome your first night!”

“Matsunaga ………. Calm down. Don’t let our dream be shattered!”

Yumi desperately begged Matsunaga, her feet kicking the sheets dead center. Matsunaga wrenched her body up to him, the dark, lush black hairs reflected in front of her eyes.

“Ah …… what a great product! And look at these pubic hairs, how well they grow!”

Matsunaga laughed lustfully. Yumi closed her thighs tightly against his brutality. Matsunaga pulled her legs apart and pressed hard.

“No can do! No!”

Yumi’s hair fell apart, her virginity, which she had guarded for twenty-three years, was about to be trampled on by this rough man at this very moment.

Deep inside Yumi’s lewd cleft, there was a thin red membrane. Matsusui pulled Yumi’s thighs apart and clasped them, his fingertips touched the lower part of the lewd cleft and inserted the thin red wall of flesh, the fresh flesh was exposed. That thin skin encased the red flesh buds. Nectar oozed from Yumi’s inner mucous membranes, and Matsunaga bent his head, burying himself between her legs and sucking the nectar with his lips.

“A!”

That most humiliating part, being sucked and blown by the mouth, was a defilement, and Yumi whimpered sadly.

Matsunaga’s tongue reached into the fleshy side of the pulp and licked the mucous membrane, gushing out more nectar as he slurped! Slurp! s made a sucking sound. Yumi’s virginal sensitivity responded. Between Matsunaga’s strands, the rod stiffened and protruded even more.

Yumi looked at Matsunaga’s hard, straight male sex symbol with great horror, and she whimpered in despair and sorrow, moving her body restlessly.

Matsunaga approached her, rubbing her ripe breasts with his hands and stroking that fine piece of pubic hair with one hand in an abusive gesture.

“No! No ………. Please! Don’t ……….”

Yumi shook her head in fear, her black hair hitting her body as Matsunaga gripped the pillar of flesh and bet on that first secret split in her bottom.

“Ah! Going to lose my pure body ………. Trusted lovers ………. Surprisingly with rape …..”

She felt her heart stop, and the excruciating pain took her out of consciousness.

“Ouch! Don’t ………. Ah ………. Ugh!”

Yumi moaned in pain as Matsunaga’s meat stalk penetrated the virgin’s deep parts. Matsunaga buried his meat shaft in, Matsunaga stood still as Yumi looked at Matsunaga in a pain trance.

“Ahhhh ………. O my woman! Bravo, Yumi.”

He moved back and forth with glee as Yumi’s honey spot sucked on Matsunaga’s hunk of meat.

Yumi locked her brow in pain and scolded Matsunaga defiantly.

“What are you talking about!”

Matsunaga grabbed Yumi’s hair and jutted his rod deeper and deeper, and Yumi threw her head back, screaming yamas and moaning in pain.

“Ahhhh! Awwwwww ………. Ouch!”

Yumi moaned as she felt the depths of her lower body twinge, and Matsunaga’s face swelled red as he let out a sharp gasp as well. He maneuvered sharply, jerking. Yumi’s poor layers of flesh were being harshly toyed with.

Yumi’s secret part, the pain that was sharp as if it was being torn apart, coupled with that heat, had an incredible power

“Well? Comfortable!”

Matsunaga smiled lewdly. Desperately pumping. Yumi was stimulated by the lump of his meat and oozed sweet nectar. Ahh! That was fantastic, Matsunaga was having a blast.

Matsunaga growled like a wild animal, his waist moving more violently. Yumi’s forehead was sweating and she was exhaling bitter breath.

Suddenly, Nutao released. Yumi’s depths swelled with his meat, and tears flowed from Yumi’s humiliated body as she was tied up.

After Matsunaga was done, the pain between Yumi’s strands dispersed and there was light red blood on the white paper, he contentedly took the paper and brought it to Yumi’s eyes and said:

“Look! This is proof of your virginity.”

He moved closer and abused her three more times. It was painful at first, and when the third time came, Matsunaga’s rapid breathing matched the regular movements.

“Do you still hate me? You’re just too cute.”

He smoked a cigarette by the bedside, mocking Yumi, who shook her body and whimpered as he blew out a puff of smoke and sprayed it in her face.

The next day, Yumi breaks free of the ropes, her hair disheveled, her eyes swollen from crying, and she glances feebly at Matsunaga before walking out of the house.

She walked down the street like a walking corpse. A tingling sensation assaulted the center of her body. The battered body seemed to swell.

She went back to her place, locked in her room for three days and three nights, crying, and wanting to kill Matsunaga with her hatred

So she proposed to break off the engagement, then hid at a friend’s house, and when the semester ended, simultaneously tendered her resignation from the school and left Tokyo with a dirty body.

Like Matsunaga, Ishiguro has a wild spirit lurking inside him. Yumi walks through the park, sighing at the fate of the world.

At that moment, Toshiya Tachikawa, a social studies teacher, is walking in the park. Tachikawa is twenty-seven years old and works part-time as the coach of the Soka-do department; he’s a tough guy, and Yumi has a crush on him.

Tachikawa saw Yumi and floated a smile. The white teeth made Yumi swoon.

Going home.

Yumi smiled. Looking at Tachikawa’s tanned face. If you are hugged by the man in front of you ……….. Yumi surprised herself with this thought.

“I don’t think you went to Mr. Sakaguchi’s farewell party?”

“I don’t have time. …….. I have something to do that day.”

Tachikawa doesn’t realize Ishiguro’s treacherous plan, but Yumi is already wary of men.

“Huh… Yamaha-sensei, you don’t look too good.”

Tachikawa saw Yumi’s pensive look and thought she was sick.

“Oh! No ………. It’s okay! Ah! I’m leaving in a hurry.”

So he said goodbye to Tachikawa and walked home in a hurry.

Chapter 3 Attacking the Flesh

Ring! Jingle bells! The doorbell rings.

Yumi was pulled back to the real world by the electric bell. Looking at her watch, it was already past nine in the evening. After coming back from the park, casually ate her dinner, and sat in the living room, she just, like that, sat in the living room, fuming for almost two hours.

Who could it be at this time? Yumi’s body moved, then opened the door.

“Ah! I’m so sorry to bother you at this late hour. I’m third year Katsumi Yoshioka.”

Katsumi Yoshioka speaks like an adult. Katsumi, who had previously been suspended from school for an injury incident, was a bad student with bad behavior. He was supposed to graduate in the spring, but because of the assault charge, he repeated a year.

“As a matter of fact, Fujimura’s whole family left the house and I came to see if they came to Sensei’s house. I’ve already searched the school, so I came to ask the teacher if he’s seen it.”

“Oh! It’s Keiko.”

Yumi just couldn’t believe that Keiko would run away from home.

“Really?”

Yumi really didn’t quite trust Kemin standing outside the door.

“It’s true, it was her mother who told me when I came home from class. Does it look like Ms. Yamaha doesn’t believe me?”

Yumi kept gazing at Kemin’s face, trying to read something into it.

“Kemin’s parents divorced a few years ago and Kemin was raised by her father. The father is a slutty, casual man who often brings new girlfriends back, that’s what Yumi heard.”

“Oh! Okay! I’ll go with you to find out then!”

Yumi and Kemin go out together and walk to a car.

“Yoshioka, is this your painting?”

“Oh! Is it nice? I just bought it a couple days ago, huh? The teacher looks like she doesn’t believe me again, anon! It was bought.”

Kemin finished and asked Yumi to sit in the back seat. Yumi got in and opened the window, letting the wind pour in through the window.

Yumi sat in the backseat, her body leaning against the back of the seat, her mind pondering the girl Keiko.

She is the pretty girl of the school, a good student with good character and good grades, Keiko Fujimura is very smiley and often smiling too. Keiko’s good behavior and excellent grades are such that Yumi pays special attention to her during English class. Katsumi, a delinquent student, and Keiko, an honor student, get together wonderfully, and Keiko looks up to Katsumi when she is in the first grade.

Yuumi looked at Kemin’s rear posture in the driver’s seat, Yuumi couldn’t figure out what was going on with Keiko and Kemin, the delinquent student.

Keiko and Kemin had once stayed out all night, and she really couldn’t predict what would happen, but since Yumi’s mind was now filled with that demon Ishiguro, she couldn’t keep still.

The car traveled for ten minutes before pulling over.

“Ah! What’s wrong, Yoshioka?”

“Oh! Wait a minute, there’s another guy who wants a ride too. Let’s wait.”

At that moment, the door on the back seat opened and it was a man in a dark overcoat who took a seat next to Yumi.

Yumi had been sitting against the window, trying to get away from the man, who in turn had been leaning in, and Yumi felt disgusted at the intruder, approaching her so revealingly, making her feel disgusted and look out of the car without a word.

As the car continued on its way, Yumi’s beauty squinted at the man next to her, who she saw in a trance, holding a white kerchief and wiping his face.

And Kemin looked as if she was pleasant, surfacing with a smile.

“Hey! Mr. Gondo, look, it’s a beauty!”

“Hmm! Not bad, it’s really as rumored.”

So the man moved closer to her again.

“Hey! Don’t you keep leaning over!”

Yumi’s face swelled red from anger and she protested loudly.

“Yo! Don’t say that! Come on, sit over here!”

Gondo said, putting his hand on Yumi’s shoulder, wanting to pull her over against his body.

“Don’t, you! What are you doing?”

Yumi desperately fought against his outstretched hand, and she was ultimately no match for the man’s strength, as Gonto pulled her into his arms in a couple of strokes.

“Yoshioka! Help me!”

Yumi asks Kemin for help.

Gondo wrapped his arm around Yumi’s shoulders, and Yumi deadpanned as he tugged on the skirt in one breath, which was flipped up, revealing her white thighs.

“Ah! Don’t.”

Gonto listened to her petulant voice and stroked one hand over her bulging breasts.

Yumi’s feet kicked, her upper body vibrating and resisting, and she inclined her head towards Gonto’s hand, which was resting on her shoulder, and bit down hard.

“Mmm! Ouch!”

Gonto screamed and left Yumi’s side.

“Yoshioka! You guys are scheming, and Keiko’s running away from home was a lie to me, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah! You just realized it now!”

“Stop the car! Just stop the car and let me out!”

Yumi tossed her hair and screamed loudly while Kemin peacefully held the steering wheel with a look of going for a ride, she looked at the back of this malicious Kemin and Yumi felt creeped out. This delinquent student, a student of Seimei Academy, had joined forces with the bad guys to bully her, Yumi felt that she was too naive to believe Kemin’s words.

Yumi stuck her head out of the car window and shouted outside for help.

“Ah! Anyone …..”

When she hadn’t finished speaking, Gondo had pressed down on Yumi’s head, causing her beauty to distort.

“Hey ….. You don’t want a nice beautiful face to break!”

A small knife knocked against her cheek, the cold blade dangling in front of her eyes, and Yumi spared her breath, not daring to move.

“You bite me and I won’t let you get away with it.”

His right hand was rolled up in his sleeve, and there were visible bite marks on his hand, the result of Yumi’s hard biting, with blood running down his hand. He took the knife and held it against her white face, grinding it back and forth. No matter how calm the girl was, looking at the coercion of the knife, she was about to have a mental breakdown. No one could have expected Gonto to use such a despicable technique.

“Hahaha! You’re a womanizer, you can’t escape, so you’d better be good and give in! Otherwise …. You are bound to die, hahaha …..”

Gonto looked at Yumi’s pale expression. The girl’s eyes were so beautiful. Black and white, eyes that showed fearful eyes, straight nose, teeth the color of real pearls, thin lips, ah! This is a work of art of the highest order!

Gondo’s coercion with a knife terrorized Yumi, and the violence of Matsunaga and Ishiguro appeared in front of her eyes, scene by scene. Now that she has encountered this incident again, Yumi is in great pain.

“Come on! Rest for a while, you get a good night’s sleep!”

Gwento mashed the handkerchief with anesthetic into her mouth and nose, Yumi had reached the limit of horror by this time, her consciousness slowly blurred, her eyes closed and she collapsed. Gondo’s mouth was askew, a disgusted smile floating on his face.

“Oh! It’s gone unconscious.”

“Gwento! You’re so mean!”

Gonto looked at this Yumi who had closed her long eyelashes and was passed out, and he couldn’t wait to savor the sleeping beauty in front of him.

The car arrived at the outskirts of the countryside, and after making sure no one was there, the duo carried Yumi to the dirty basement.

The basement, originally used as a parking lot, was then a place of torture and incarceration, with a grated patio, some torture implements, and a bed next to it, and it felt full of eeriness. A large mirror was set into the wet wall, perhaps to show the prisoners their sorry state.

Gwento and Kemin, with one hand, dragged Yumi, then laid her across the bed, Yumi’s sultry posture swaying in this obscure basement.

“Hey! Is she a teacher from that school? Kemin!”

“I don’t know, but she’s an excellent teacher.”

They flipped her skirt up over her belly, at which point the curve of her feet showed.

“Hey! She’s such a nice beauty! Since she came to our school, she’s very popular with the whole school.”

“Oh! Is that so? She must be well maintained then.”

Gonto stood up and stepped a little closer so that he could look at this sleeping beauty’s sleeping form and be able to see it a little more clearly.

Her beautiful black hair fell over the edge of the bed. Gondo sat on the edge of the bed, cradling her upper body and sniffing the sweet aroma of her black hair.

It was such a pleasure for Gonto to touch Yumi’s upper body that he began to peel off her square dress. The dress, made of high-priced white silk, had a bright sheen to it, and Gonto squinted his fine eyes at it.

That Yumi lying in his arms, with a mysterious beauty in her sleepy eyes, which encouraged Gonto’s lustful thoughts even more.

“Come! Let’s study the structure of a woman’s body now!”

The Kemin teenager’s hand vibrated as he gazed at the woman’s body, staring at her mysterious bottom, his chest bulging with anticipation.

Removing her top dress, then her skirt. He looked at Yumi’s upper body, which smelled of perfume, and the sweet body odor of the female body, which intensified as she was stripped naked, causing Gonto’s faculties to react with sensitivity.

“Gwento, try looking at her breasts.”

Those white shoulders with the bra straps hanging, white arms, white skin, and breasts bulging in front of her chest. Gwento took off her bra, two large breasts were revealed, he did what Kemin said and touched the valleys of the breasts.

“Wow! What an amazing body!”

“Yeah! Never seen such a devilish body before!”

Both their eyes watched the school beauty teacher with rapt attention… Yamaha Yumi, when Kwanto took off one side of his bra, Katsumi felt that he was offending a kind of holy saint, the sin of presuming to do so was a complex pleasure for him. It felt like his own body was on fire.

Gwento poured a beer, then let out a long breath, sweat beading on his forehead, before slowly peeling off her panties.

His hands went to her waistline, latin the red bottoms, then pulled them down to the soles of her feet, ripping the panties off in one swift motion.

The eyes of the two men at this point, gazing at the limbs of the beautiful teacher.

“Ah! Gwento! Do you really have to insist on her? Maybe she’s still a virgin?”

“Oops! That’s impossible! She’s twenty-four years old, she might have a lot of experience!”

“Ah! Is that so? All the more reason we shouldn’t let this great opportunity pass us by!”

The man looked out over Yumi’s body, and Yumi moaned and rolled her body over, her eyes open, her long eyelashes blinking and fluttering like two small fans.

“How does it feel! Sensei.”

It was Kemin’s voice. Yumi felt a blur before her eyes, not knowing where she was now, as if someone was standing in front of her.

That’s when she finally woke up a bit, Kemin’s silhouette reflected in her pupils, and then she saw Kwento standing again.

Then taking another look at the scene in the gloomy basement, she leapt up without thinking, trying to escape, and was caught by Gonto, reversing both of Yumi’s hands behind her back.

“Ah! Let me go, let me go!”

Yumi wailed in agony. Gondo looked at her triumphantly, and holding a desperately resisting Yumi, he cuffed both of her hands, with a hand satchel.

“Ah! Whoops! Help me!”

Yumi screamed loudly. The sound crashed against the wall, echoing her screams.

Two handcuffs were draped over the patio, and Yumi resisted hard as Gwendo snapped her white wrists to her wrists. Then Kemin stood in front of her and Gwendo behind her.

There was a pure white flesh hanging under the patio, behind Yumi, how ripe and good looking she was, she had no defense, no resistance at this point, and as the men stood one after the other, her whole body trembled, and her shoulders shook with sobs. Long hair fell down and draped over her shoulders, mirroring her snow-white skin. The dark hair shone.

The abused official beauty of the twenty-four year old schoolteacher made the men gasp backward, making them attracted to Gondo standing behind Yumi with his hands reaching for her breasts.

“Ahhhh …. Don’t!”

Once again, Yumi screamed at the top of her lungs. Kemin stood in front of Yumi, watching the chagrin of the female teacher, making him trance bow. The touch of the man behind her back skewed her beauty, and her voice was a bitter cry, a truly arousing, seductive sound.

“Kemin, you let go of me ah!

Looking at Kemin with tearful eyes, Yumi pleaded.

“What’s wrong!”

Kemin reached out and stroked the hair over her shoulder, helping her peel back the strands that stained her cheeks. Yumi silently let Kemin manipulate her.

“Ah! Where’s Keiko? Didn’t you tell me that Keiko ran away from home? Where is she now? What have you done with her?”

“Shhh! Shhh! It’s a misunderstanding.”

Gwento wrapped his arm around Yumi’s waist and caressed her breasts as he denied with certainty that he seemed to know a lot about Keiko’s intercourse accusations.

“I’ve heard that too, Yoshioka, she doesn’t lie!”

“Forget it, it’s too late for that.”

Kemin stopped Gonto from saying anything else.

“Ah! Gwento. Start earlier ….”

Kemin nodded his head down a bit, signaling that Gondo could get started, and Gondo took the knife out again and snapped it around her neck, watching Yumi’s reaction with malice.

“How about playing that one first! Mr. Yamaha?”

He looked at the dangling white thin wrists, burying his face under the nest of his shoulders in shame, and Kwanto was happy to look out as his knife cut the straps off his shoulders, the pure white shirt falling away from his body and sliding around his feet.

“Ah! What a clean, bright color!”

High up like a meat bag like pussy, long full of pubic hair. Two pieces of fat labia, tightly clamped into a deep red slit, slit below, slightly revealing a small hole, really beautiful. At this time Kemin madly screaming.

“Wow! What a beauty, a beauty, look at her down there it’s spectacular!”

Gwento said in admiration.

The pointed breasts are topped by two bright red cherry-like nipples with resilient breasts. Pubic hair covers the mysterious pussy of the woman’s spring. Slender legs, white and well-proportioned, this is a high-class product of God’s creation, full of charm, so that the man gasps, very aroused, eyes are bright.

“Hee hee hee! She must have a great bottom, want to take a look, Gwento?”

Yumi was red-faced, enduring the humiliation, and Kemin was very aroused.

Kwanto said:

“Kemin, look if you want, but you should play with her breasts first, touch them! It’ll make you feel good enough.”

His hands were on Yumi’s body, stroking back and forth.

Kemin instantly felt a rush of heat, from his strands into his lower body, his eyes glowed as he looked at his teacher’s flesh, and he reached out and began to touch it, stroking his fingers between the valleys of the white, glorious breasts, which felt very soft and bouncy, and he moved along the edges of the breasts, to the lower ends of the breasts, and holding them, he shook them up and down.

“No, don’t be like that, Yoshioka, I’m your school teacher!”

“Hmph! Teacher! Teacher is enjoying her student’s touch!”

Kemin whimpered angrily in abhorrence.

The hemispherical, superbly long white peach-like breasts throbbed with pathetic thin peach-colored nipples, clear and dainty.

Yamaha teacher Yumi was really disheartened, Kemin stayed looking at that beautiful body, that flesh was more than good looking, it was simply high class.

Gondo was behind Yumi, rubbing her breasts.

“Ah …. Wow! It’s so soft!”

“Ahhhhh! Don’t ah! You shameless people.”

The fact that her breasts were being fondled by that vile, filthy man made her feel sick to her stomach and she shook her head, hoping to get rid of it.

Yumi’s lower body, how brightly colored it was, and those breasts were originally, needless to say, plump and bouncy, Kemin approached her body and leaned his head, between her neck, as Yumi buried her face in shame. He inhaled the scent of the female body. The skin smelled of a foreign-made perfume.

Yumi wailed helplessly in grief. Gondo couldn’t stand it anymore and pulled down his pants.

“Ah! What’s the rush ….”

“Oops, I’m on first, look at my rod it’s getting to be too much for me, let me be happy with her first”

Gonto said, holding the engorged and erect column of flesh in his hand.

Gondo once boasted that he could play ten times a night and not get tired of the bravado, so maybe he was just masturbating.

He’s such a beastly, greedy, lecherous man. Kemin laughed.

Already sensing that she couldn’t escape their clutches, Yumi turned her face and looked at Gondo, hating his ugly behavior as she ambled away, her body vibrating.

“What’s wrong! Teacher! Isn’t my stick particularly good!”

His hand holding the rod that was swollen to its limit, Gonto looked smug as he spoke. The tip of his glans was secreting a clear, sticky liquid, and with a lewd expression, he approached Yumi.

His hard, straight rod pressed into the cavernous interior of Ding’s soft lower abdomen.

“Don’t! Please, don’t! Ouch!”

Yumi’s waist swayed from side to side, and her writhing made Gonto even more aroused, even more eager to conquer the body in front of her.

“Hey! Treat my teacher well!”

Kemin said obscenely as Gwento approached.

Yumi closed her eyes as large tears rolled down her face, thinking, why was she so unfortunate? Did she suffer some kind of curse, ah! Why did God torture her like this? She felt that her life had no meaning anymore, it was all over.

Kwon Toh was thrusting wildly on one side and groping her breasts on the other, she was panting in her mouth, and the lewd water down there was making the prick pump with a loud noise.

Look at the tip of her frown, her cheeks swollen and red.

He felt that her small pussy, tightly sucked the glans, there is a kind of foreign flavor, through the heart, there is really an indescribable pleasure.

How vigorously he pumped! That turtle head pushed against the center of her flower, reaching out to grind against those active, bouncy breasts of hers.

Yumi sinks into despair while Gonto lets out a lustful moan.

“Ah! Ahh! I can’t stand it either.”

Kemin looked mesmerized at the naked Yumi, her faculties brought him wonderful thoughts, the standing rod braced against the bottom of his pants was at its limit.

Suddenly, Kemin’s felt his pants get wet, releasing white, cloudy cum.

Kemin half-froze, embarrassed, pretending to cough.

As Kwanto pulled out, his rod fired off bodily fluids, splattering on her lower abdomen and running down her belly button.

Yumi whimpered sadly, resounding throughout the basement.

“Scumbag.”

Yumi’s black hair slapped wildly as she cried out in pain.

Chapter IV. The Basement of Abuse

Bunzo Ishiguro, the Dean of Academic Affairs, took one step at a time down the long staircase in the basement. In this dirty building was where his father ran the steel. In addition to putting some materials, also put some unnecessary things, and Gonto hunted this prey and put her in the basement, waiting for Ishiguro’s arrival.

Tonight’s prey, Yamaha-sensei Yumi, was the better prey among the so many women Ishiguro hunted for sex. When she came to the academy as a teacher, he already had crooked ideas about her. He thought about how to make this woman subject to his abuse and be his sex slave. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

As he slowly approached the basement, he heard the sound of a woman crying, and Kwanto’s vile, lewd laughter. Of course Ishiguro knew what was going on, and a shameless grin blossomed on his face, thinking of the naked woman, the gelatinous skin, he couldn’t wait.

That’s when Yumi, saw Ishiguro walk into the basement with a smile on his face, Yumi couldn’t believe his eyes and kept staring at the demon.

“Ah! How could it be Ishiguro?”

Her mind recalled the way the Dean of Faculty, Ishiguro, had coerced her.

She thought about how when she first came to this school, this teacher who had actually destroyed the integrity of the academy’s teachers with his title as the head of the faculty, and now he was instructing his students to do such a shameless deed, such despicable behavior that made Yumi’s whole body shiver with anger.

That pale pink lower body, dangling high from both wrists, Ishiguro looked at Yumi and an inexplicable stirring rose in his chest.

He gazed out over the standing nude body, the whiteness filled with feminine lines of graceful posture causing Ishiguro to let out a sigh of admiration.

“Hey! You’re so rude, how can you treat a teacher like that!”

Ishiguro scolded Kwento in a bossy tone.

“Ah! I’m so sorry, this beautiful woman has turned me on so much.”

That half-naked Kwento bowed his head. Yumi wept and hated Ishiguro even more, those black and white eyes looking out of the corner of his eye

Ishiguro didn’t care, his mouth grinning his usual grin again.

“How’s that! It’s not bad here, is it…Yamaha-sensei.”

Yumi glared at Ishiguro, who looked at the cum on her, and the white, cloudy liquid that flew over the bed, Ishiguro said:

“Hey! Who did this to you?”

“Hey, hey! I was so excited that I couldn’t stand it! I couldn’t control it, so I ejaculated. I don’t know how I got so excited.”

“Yeah? Well! I can’t blame you then.”

Ishiguro watched as the rod stood up again between the Kwanto’s legs.

“You clotheshorse!”

Her body and mind were shaking all over from anger, and it was so pleasant for Ishiguro to look at the naked body of the handcuffed hand, gritting his teeth and talking.

“What’s the matter, are you not having a good time? Do you feel too empty down there, do you want me to comfort you?”

Ishiguro gazed boldly at the pussy underneath the thick pubic hair. He remembered holding Yumi’s body two nights ago, stripping her naked and looking at the dark pubic hair, what a fine and superb thing it was! Ishiguro’s eyes narrowed as he looked.

“Don’t you look away, Dean of Faculty, you lecherous man.”

Yumi cursed as Ishiguro’s eyes glued to her lower body.

“Oops! What’s wrong again, who are you going to ask to save your life today! You don’t have to work so hard, no one will come to save you.”

He watched, admiring the female body.

Ishiguro had seen the front and went around to her back, admiring her backside, those plump buttocks, the curve of the Japanese feet, and he reached out with that fat hand and caressed her ass.

“Shameless, you’re so shameless, as an educator, you’re actually doing such a lowly thing.”

Yumi growled fiercely.

Ishiguro was ignoring her, he was liking her more when she was angry, those fat hands wrapped around the double, fingers caressing the grooves of her buttocks.

“Hmmm! It must feel good if the meat stick is stabbed in, doesn’t it! Yamaha-sensei.”

“Don’t! Ah …… no!”

He thought about the huge rod stabbing into her ass hole, attacking her body and not hurting her to death

“Don’t you all feel we’re evil!”

Ishiguro said, and the others laughed along with him.

“Actually! I’m going to make you very comfortable tonight, as long as you wet your front and rub the lubricant on your butt hole.”

Ishiguro looked like a teacher teaching a student.

His hand went under her ass, around to the front, his fingers moving to the secret part covered with pubic hair, and Yumi whimpered helplessly and sadly.

Gonto and Kemin, watched as Ishiguro approached the body of an irritated Yumi, and watched as his hand wandered around her lower body.

Gonto couldn’t take it anymore and started to masturbate, the rod in his crotch swelled up even more again, so he suggested Ishiguro:

“Mr. Ishiguro, play earlier! I’m sure Beauty-sensei can’t take it anymore, so hurry up! Mr. Ishiguro, show us your kung fu!”

When Yumi heard that bad man Gonto said so, her whole body shook with fear, tears fell out once again, Ishiguro’s hand, on her secret part began to stroke, Yumi’s wretched appearance, more so that he was happy to lustfully abuse.

“Hmm! All right! You’ll have a good time watching tonight!”

Yumi squirmed uneasily.

The instant deathly fear that she had felt while imprisoned came back to her and Yumi felt terrified. This beast of a man was digging into that sacred part of her, and her knees trembled as he aroused her sexuality, making her feel so ashamed.

“What’s wrong? You want it too!”

“Ah! Please …. Don’t do this to me.”

He looked into those black and white eyes, and the look of dew sitting on Ryori’s pity made Ishiguro’s animalistic nature even more aroused, and his rod stood up, holding up his pants, and a chunk of his crotch protruded in his pants. Ishiguro’s face floated with a sly smile.

“No! Don’t …. What the hell are you trying to get at?”

She didn’t know what he was up to, and looking at his malicious smile, Yumi had an uneasy feeling, the roots of her beautiful brow locking lightly as she looked at Ishiguro and waited for him to begin.

“Let’s play a game of kissing, shall we? Tongues sticking to tongues, sucking on each other, swallowing each other’s saliva in.”

Yumi resisted, she wasn’t going to kiss this beast.

“No, don’t ….”

Ishiguro demanded, and Yumi shook her head from side to side without thinking, vehemently.

“Oh! If you don’t want to …. Then I’m going to fuck you.”

Just before he finished, his hand was stroking her lower body. He touched the soft cilia, making Yumi even more anxious and scared.

“Ah! What beautiful fur! What a cute ass! It’s good to stick it from here.”

“Don’t! Don’t ….”

She swung her hips in irritation as Yumi sobbed and pleaded. Her arousal was peachy, making her even more ashamed.

After cussing out Director Ishiguro hours ago, and now being forced to bury her face in tears, her entire self-help stance had completely changed. Ishiguro looked at her playfully.

As Gondo and Kemin watched Ishiguro play with her wrist, Yumi’s heart was fearful and unsure of what to do? She was anxious and uneasy.

“How’s it going! Have you made up your mind?”

Ishiguro urged her on.

“I …. You really don’t have to touch me, just kiss?”

How she loathed this kind of deal, and Yumi’s ears reddened with anger.

“Ah …. What’s that got to do with it, it’s not like anyone can see us here, and you can’t go home now that you’re locked up, and we’re coworkers at the academy, so why not have some fun?”

Ishiguro finished for her, while Kwanto was on the sidelines, smiling uneasily and lewdly. Yumi struggled to think, their lewd looks made her feel ashamed and humiliated, and this continuous behavior made her lose her rational judgment.

“Ah! I do ….”

Yumi was forced to agree to this unreasonable request.

“Oh …. It’s going to be a kiss! I’m so awesome.”

He approached her slowly, and Yumi watched helplessly, the luscious black hair falling over her shoulders.

As if caressing something beloved, Ishiguro ran his hand over Yumi’s face. Brushing her fingers through the hair on her forehead, caressing her soft cheeks, lifting her jaw gently and looking at her thin lips.

“Oh! Finally I can kiss Yumi Yamaha on the lips …..”

His forehead sweating with excitement, Ishiguro’s thick lips moved closer to hers, his face pressed close to hers, and he cocked his head to kiss Yumi’s lips, pressing them heavily against hers. The teeth of Yumi’s mouth, vibrated with humiliation as his tongue pressed in forcefully, feeling the sweetly moist mucous membranes.

Her mouth wafted with a sweet smell, and Ishiguro sucked on it, that foul-smelling mouth full of unclean tongues sucking on the woman’s mouth and lips, both hands holding the wrists of the woman on top of the other. Ishiguro and Yumi’s tongues intertwined as he greedily sucked and blew, the burning sensation of defilement causing Yumi to let out a sobbing moan.

“It’s so comfortable! Ms. Yamaha, do you feel like you’re having trouble breathing? It would be even better if you could kiss as passionately as I do.”

Ishiguro’s lips left hers, and her tears immediately overflowed like a flood, and Ishiguro’s sadistic lust increased dramatically as he tried out the fresh sensation.

Ishiguro looked at Yumi as if he wanted to wash away the humiliation, desperately, with tears.

His mouth once again joined Yumi’s lips, and now she obediently welcomed her tongue into Ishiguro’s mouth. Ishiguro sucked on her tongue, licking the sweet and fragrant tongue and making slurping sounds. She licked her sweet and fragrant tongue and made a slurping sound. Yumi’s moist tongue aroused his arousal.

The stone-black man’s sex organ rose, thinking of the large hemispherical breasts, reaching out to touch them, rubbing and gripping them slowly and rapidly.

She felt disgusted when both her hands lost their freedom and her tongue was being sucked by Ishiguro and her breasts were being groped with his hands.

But the pain of being abused gave her an incredibly pleasurable change of pace, the same feeling as when Matsunaga had taken her virginity.

Ishiguro’s hands moved to her face, cupping her head and thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth, sucking and blowing fiercely.

Yumi felt that it was taking a long time, and Ishiguro forced the kiss. For the inexperienced Yumi, it was like sucking on the sweetness and sourness of a green fruit as he caressed the soft breasts.

Yumi seemed to be engrossed in her sex as she hummed and exhaled from her nose. Her waist began to sway.

Sensitive to her need, Ishiguro felt the pale pink covered garden wet, Ishiguro kissed deeply as Yumi felt the graceful nakedness of her body in distress. Ishiguro’s hand stroked her sacred secret hole, feeling her lustful pussy flutter open and shut.

Kemin looked at the spring in front of him, his mood throbbed fiercely, his eyes were wide open, looking out, so beautiful myth, he did not blink, afraid that he did not appreciate it in a moment.

Those little fan-shaped eyelashes were tightly closed, and the beautiful saint was pressing close to the demon’s mouth, her snow-white skin starting to glow red. She felt light and airy with the sensation of ascension, her body’s sensory functions reacted and Yumi was lost.

Ishiguro’s lips left hers. Instantly, the sucked tongue freed, feeling no more humiliation, Yumi’s body clenched.

“How do you feel, Yamaha-sensei? Ah! It’s like I’m dreaming!”

Ishiguro said with an intoxicated expression as he reveled in the taste of her sweet lips.

“Teacher! Are you wet down there.”

“Idiot! How am I supposed to know when you lock me up and restrain me?”

“On this dream-like occasion, whatever I say, you and one, you know? After that deep, long kiss, what a masterpiece! Is the teacher wet yet?”

She didn’t answer, and for a moment her anger flared up again, glaring disdainfully at Ishiguro.

“Mr. Ishiguro, I can see that this woman simply hates men, that’s why she’s not reacting.”

“Oh! It’s so, I see you couldn’t help it!”

Ishiguro looked at Quanto understandingly.

“I’ve heard you’re majestic, so let’s take a look! Gwento?”

Ishiguro looked at him and spoke.

“Ah! Really? That’s great, if I put her in the room, I’ll be sure to temper her.” Yumi looked at this anxious Gondo who stood aside, wondering how long she had been waiting, and approached her with a monkey’s eye.

“Don’t! Ah …. What for?”

Yumi used all her strength to resist Gondo.

“Mr. Ishiguro, what about our agreement? I thought you said you wouldn’t touch me.”

Her dark hair scattered, Yumi pleaded.

Ishiguro smiled coldly as he watched her woefully out of shape.

Yumi closed her thighs in death, her waist swinging from side to side, Gonto had gotten used to her resisting and held his rod touching her thighs.

Gwento wrenched her thighs apart with a firm hand and stroked her pussy.

“Haha! Enjoy yourself! Beauty teacher.”

Gonto stood in front of the crying Yumi as Kemin spoke nonchalantly.

The men gazed at Yumi’s pussy. The soft pubic hairs curled up in a dense inverted diagonal, stretching to the lower part of her pussy, giving off a mysterious scent, and the slit, which was open and closed, was a nice light red color.

“Mr. Ishiguro, it doesn’t seem to be wet enough for that!”

Kemin also held his rod and ground it against her garden.

“Oh! Let me see.”

Ishiguro’s lust raced from his lower body to his heart, and he exhaled heavily, commanding his center into the mysterious part of the woman.

“Oops! What’s it going to be?”

Yumi was shocked, yelling while whimpering sadly.

“Not doing anything. Just checking to see if it’s wet so that we, three big men, can have a good feast.”

Ishiguro’s fingers dipped into the juice and waved it in Yumi’s face before betting on her cheek.

“Ah! You deranged pervert.”

The faint fluorescent light shone with a silky glow against Yumi’s soaked fingers. Yumi blinked back tears and cursed Ishiguro in pain. Ishiguro didn’t mind her humiliation, looking at Yumi’s sexy body, his eyes forcing his way up and down her entire body.

“Wow! You’re making us appreciate the structure of a woman’s body.”

Ishiguro spoke to Kwento who was stroking her ass.

“Ah! Mr. Ishiguro, a drink!”

Gonto filled a glass of wine for Ishiguro, who he treated like he was serving a mob boss. Very respectful.

The three men sipped their wine while appreciating Yumi’s naked body.

Yumi Yamaha, stand your body up and show us your jade peaks.

Ishiguro looked at Yumi’s whole body like a drunkard, a woman who was reddening from shame.

“Hey! How do you want to play it?”

The men began to discuss how to play with the beautiful prey in front of them, they laughed and talked about it, Yumi listened to the bow her whole body shook with fear.

“Ah! She is truly an excellent work of art! Looking at her face, it really makes me feel a strong stirring in my heart too.”

“Ah! That’s right, we can rape this woman all three of us!”

Kemin got excited imagining this Yumi being abused by the three of them.

“She’s got that voluptuous body that any man would love.”

They looked at her fleshy, beautiful curves, and the three pairs of eyes seemed to penetrate her nude body, and their heavy huffing and puffing, looking at the beautiful nude body, made them drunk without drinking.

“Come and play through the all-nighter tonight and have a good time. Don’t miss this lovely evening. It’s worth coming to play through four or five times.”

Ishiguro said as Kemin took a deep breath in anticipation. Gwento was even more red with his thieving eyes and couldn’t wait either.

“Ishiguro, we agreed that as long as we kissed, we would let me go! Now you’re going to rape me together, you’re not keeping your word at all.”

Yumi was very disturbed and upset by their arrangement, and at that moment, she felt that her body had begun to secrete a large amount of bodily fluids, and she felt hot between her strands.

“Then let’s get started!”

Yumi heard everything they said clearly, and Yumi closed her eyes, her long eyelashes covering them as she prayed in her mind for divine blessings.

Gonto approached Yumi with the twine.

Gwento opened the handcuffs that were dangling from both her wrists. She felt that her hands had paralyzed her fingers from hanging for so long.

Gonto clasped both of her hands behind her back and tied them with a rope behind her back, and since her body was constrained by the twine, she only had a last ditch effort to resist. She shook her head, scattering her black hair, and due to the long hours of standing, she simply didn’t have the extra strength to resist.

“Don’t! Don’t ….”

Yumi whimpered sadly. The twine tied to the soft skin felt rough grinding against her body. It was very uncomfortable. The twine was wrapped around her chest, crisscrossing her hemispherical breasts, making them firmer and emphasizing the pitiful peach-colored nipples that stood out even more.

After Gwento bound the rope around her chest, he wrapped the extra rope around his bound hands behind his back and tied it in a dead knot.

“Okay, all tied up, now it’s time to properly condition this sex slave.”

The hemp rope tied tightly around Yumi’s body exuded a sultry, abused beauty, and it was very exciting to watch Gonto as he took her shoulders and escorted her.

“All done, Mr. Ishiguro, what’s next?”

“Well …. Very good …. You guys take a look around here, do you know what that’s meant to be?”

Ishiguro pointed his finger to a corner of the basement, where a large mirror was placed, next to a large bed, he was around the patio, put some cameras, wanting to capture the haphazard entanglement of the spring palace scene, and it was a good scene of three big men against a weak woman.

“Haha ….”

These beasts were about to defile Yumi’s body, and Yumi didn’t know what kind of methods they were going to use to coerce her into submission, and she secretly prayed to God for blessings.

“Ahhhh ….”

Yumi cried fiercely, remembering the night Matsunaga had taken her virginity, and a horrifying image came back to haunt her, causing her to become even more worried and frightened as she struggled to free herself from these bonds and instead be able to escape.

Kwanto watched her squirm and ran his tongue down her neck, her resistance making him happier. Reaching down to caress her soft room, he stroked those two hills of ass with one hand.

“Be good, teacher; don’t force me to make my violence!”

Kwanto laughed, mumbling at her side as Ishiguro took off his shirt and shook his manhood without a care in the world

Pride of the flesh.

“Okay, that’s fine ….”

Ishiguro said, Gondo gently licked Yumi’s shoulder, and Yumi felt like she had been plunged into hell, crying in fear.

Chapter 5: Wild Group Rape

Yumi was lying on the bed with her legs wide open from side to side, so that the woman’s fleshy hole from which the fountain flowed could be clearly seen.

Gondo pervertedly lowered his head and buried it between her legs to view that wonderful water-lined hole. Ishiguro, who was standing on the sidelines, said, “Both of us are good ah! Teacher! But you can only choose one oh, I’ll just let Kwento have a taste first.”

He said obscene things and Yumi cried. She watched the reaction of this educator as he stood naked. Cleaning with a cleansing nature, Yumi felt like she was dreaming her way into a horrible hell that Din couldn’t extricate herself from.

Gondo examined Yumi’s ripe white naked body, stroking it up and down and rubbing it. Her breasts were rounded by the rope, and Gondo boldly touched her smooth belly, stroking it gently so as not to hurt her. He rubbed slowly, stopping at her breasts. Yumi’s lower body was like a shell, closed and closed, the bright red flesh of her mysterious hole.

“Ah! What a beautiful color!”

Kwanto marveled at the beauty of that garden. He betook his fingers to the pale red lips of the flesh, then plunged them in unreasonably, flexing his knuckles and gouging at the pathetic buds of flesh wrapped in thin skin.

“You shameless beast!” Her sweat and tears moistened her cheeks, her black hair pasted to her cheeks as she gritted her teeth in hatred. He opened her thighs and viewed the depths of the salmon-red flowery flesh, the sultry look of it, as Kwento’s lips drew closer, and Yumi’s thighs tensed and trembled as her body shook. His tongue licked at the garden, the tip touching the layers of flesh. Slurp! Slurp! The sucking sound of his tongue moving, the first time he had ever satiated himself with such a sweet, sour, sweet, aromatic flavor.

Gwento sucked greedily, and his official energy was onwu.

“Ah …. Teacher is such a beauty! How elegant.”

His tongue was skillfully driven, sucking on Yumi’s deep secret place, insistently blowing, attacking the fleshy buds of that sexy place where she was pissing, the pale red sultry core of the flower, stimulating Gonto’s tongue so he took it in whole.

“Ahhhh …. Don’t …. Ahhhh ….”

That sharp reaction stirred up bitterness throughout Yumi’s body. The horny and cruel Gonto spoke. He took the container and approached Yumi, whose hands were tied behind her back, and Yumi looked on with an uneasy expression.

“Don’t worry! When you apply some medicine, you’ll be comfortable and will reach the highest climax of your life, something you’ve never enjoyed before.” Gonto happily illustrated as he looked at Yumi’s beautiful face.

“No! Don’t! It’s horrible!”

“Heh heh! I really want to try the teacher’s butt hole, don’t worry, it’s made in Hong Kong, I heard it’s very effective.”

He took out a vial of the drug and Yumi looked on with a desperate expression, there was no way she could escape this perverted hell. Tightly bound to the twine, Shiratomo’s breasts were even more bulging, she applied some to them and then rubbed her pale peach colored nipples. Yumi’s face was pale. His two hands wrapped around his breasts and rubbed them vigorously, and she felt her upper body burning like it was on fire.

Gonto was right in front of her chest with his mouth on the thin peach and colorful churro nipple. Sucking, blowing, and biting gently with his teeth. Yumi’s whole body shook like she was electrocuted. Gwento slowly attacked, performing his lustful acts on her body, after he applied the medicine on her breasts, then licked on her flat stomach.

He began to attack, moving over her lower half. The roots of her thighs, with their light colored cilia, wrapped around the secretive area. His fingertips traced the elastic thighs, and Yumi arched her feet, and he saw the pink glistening part, oozing a lot of nectar.

“What’s wrong? Ms. Yamaha, is the body not working.” Yumi ambled with sorrowful beauty.

He was indeed right, that official reaction made her body stop resisting, but she still tried desperately to disintegrate that one quick beautiful sensation. He finally coated her body with the drug, his forehead sweating, his hardened rod sniffing the small of his back.

“Now, show you my baby.” He spoke with a vile, animalistic tone.

“See? My rod is not bad, is it? Teacher, your pussy is also the best on earth! With my rod, it’s the best.”

Gonto stood, unable to boast his nakedness, and Yumi yelled in shock as her naked body was tied up;

“Don’t! Ahh! No!”

She moved her head from side to side, his hand pressed her head unreasonably, making her look at the fleshy stem standing at the man’s crotch Yumi’s back went cold and her whole body shivered. It was a huge sex organ, the tip of which was shiny and stained with secretions, and Yumi squinted at it. It was ugly, like a monster, and she really didn’t want to believe that such a thing could make a woman love it.

He laughed a few times as he looked at Yumi’s viciously lousy appearance, and he once again held the container up in front of him.

“Hey! Yuumi is so cute! Did the medicine take effect.”

He spoke in a passionate tone and ran his hand between Yumi’s femurs. A feeling of quick beauty arose in her body. Couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

“The pussy hole that looks like a seashell opens up to a garden of salmon saffron flesh, and it’s gorgeous!” Gwento stuck his middle finger in

“Oh! Don’t be afraid it’ll make you more comfortable.”

Gwento laughed, the coconut voice ringing in her ears, making her blush. He applied another drug, and her naked body swayed and resisted.

He betook that container into the lips of the thin red flesh. Deep inside the beautiful flesh, fully coated, that stamen closed up and sucked in the hypnotic drug.

“Oh! It’s the most special, the best of the best, and I’ve applied a double dose that will make you so comfortable you’ll cry out.”

He coated Yumi’s body with the two hypnotic drugs. Then, panting heavily, he left Yumi’s body and watched her reaction. Large beads of sweat appeared on Yumi’s forehead. Her sculpted face was reddish-white, and her body felt hotter than fire. Her large breasts also felt so hot! A source of excitement flowed out.

The beautiful black hair vibrated, the graceful naked body swaying from side to side. She felt an incredible feeling that buried Yumi’s rationality, the magic drug seduced her, she seemed to fall into a dreamlike realm, she breathed out a long breath, her waist swayed, her whole body felt unprecedentedly bitter. If there was an idol in the world, then Yumi Yamaha was it.

Ishiguro looked at the red-stained, naked, physically distressed beauty teacher, and he was completely lost ….

As Ishiguro remembers it, he thinks about the time a year ago ….

In the spring of a year ago, she appeared in his office wearing a pure white dress. He stayed, what a beautiful woman it was! After their formulaic conversation, the impression of her was even more impressive, the long hair, the beautiful smile …. In the past few days, Ishiguro wanted to capture his beauty so badly and tried to seduce her in every way possible. He was very conceited, able to make the meat in his mouth, there is no way to run away.

Thoughts of this captivity were growing with each passing day, and so the clutches were extended at the farewell party. Yumi gasped eagerly, interrupting Ishiguro’s recollection. The secret place coated with the aphrodisiac, from the inner part of the mucous membrane, lewd fluid flowed out, and the faculties of the whole body, produced a strong pleasure. She grunted a moan from her nose, and Yumi shook her thighs.

Kwanto’s mouth and lips drew close, hot breath blowing on the thin red cracked lips of the flower, and the walls of flesh vibrated, the hole opening opening and closing, and clear nectar oozing from its depths.

“How do you feel?”

“Woo …. I ….” Yumi opened her moist eyes and moaned out of phrases.

Kwanto looked at the twined, graceful breasts and reached out to rub them with his magic palms before burying his head down between his strands, sucking and blowing the juices from the melted flesh.

Then he gently licked, sucked, and blew on her, the tip of his tongue reaching into the pussy and mashing it, hot breath sent into the blossom, saying:

“It’s nice, isn’t it! Feels good, doesn’t it!”

He intentionally or unintentionally kept blowing hot breath in her ear, a masochistic pleasure that made Yumi bit sound. He rubbed her breasts fiercely with one hand, and with the winks in his mouth, he forced them into her mouth as she sucked and blew, red-faced.

“Taking this medicine will make you feel even better.” Gondo said while sucking on Yumi’s tongue.

Yumi aggressively intertwined her tongue with his. They kissed deeply and he caressed her body, touching Yumi’s entire sexy belt, generating unspeakable pleasure, but Yumi blushed in shame.

He took hold of that disgusting rod and began to do whatever he wanted with it. He attacked her lower body, tonguing her navel, then moving to the inside of her thighs and licking them, slowly moving to her heels, then her toes, sucking them one by one in turn.

“Ahhhh ….” His tongue turned to lick at the flesh encasing the cilia. Yumi’s hair vibrated, and hot nectar fountained out again.

“Ah …. Stick it in early, will you?”

“All wet? In a hurry?”

He licked the center of the wet, reeling layer of flesh, causing her flesh to agitate and squirm due to the tongue attack

“Aww! So cute, sensei!”

As the winks took effect, Yumi’s head bobbed from side to side, her lower body hot and empty as she reveled in the pleasure of being abused.

He looked at this colorful and charming Yumi, face by the need that had reached its limit, he deliberately prolonged the time and slowly tortured her.

Yumi’s body is coated with a double dose of oxycodone, and her whole body feels anxious and a bit frantic, thanks to the drug that makes her so horny.

“I’m going on.”

He placed her thighs on his shoulders, a triumphant, sadistic smile appearing at the corners of his mouth as he aimed his meaty shaft at his pussy and gently jutted it in.

He began his vicious wolf attack, and Yumi’s deep frown satisfied him, that rod wrapped tightly around his flesh cavity.

“Today you will enter the realm of forgetfulness.”

The whole of Yumi’s body froze as the hard, straight rod plunged into the soft, cracked lips of her flesh.

For an instant, he preferred that dirty sex to the sentimental, frenzied pleasure that assaulted her body like an angry wave.

Yumi watched as Gonto reveled in the pleasure of her sultry body, a taste of supreme pleasure. The man Gonto’s medulla oblongata was paralyzed, drunk with the feeling of conquest, and his waist gave a push.

Yumi’s pussy, combined with Gondo’s rod, the narrow passage of her pussy, was widened by the huge shaft of meat. The nectar flowed more, unlike the situation two days ago.

Glossy black hair falling over her shoulders and down over her breasts, the sultry gesture of Yumi’s whole body in misery made his feelings rise, Yumi opened her mouth and he brought his mouth up to it, the two mouths glued together, gasping and sucking powerfully from their nasal grunts, Yumi was aggressive and enthusiastic this time, discovering the whorishness that was within Yumi’s potential made him both surprised and delighted.

Her garden was hot, and Yumi kissed it passionately, her mouth leaving as she took a long breath and said:

“Ahhhh! I’m so comfortable, come on …. Come on ….”

She swung her hips back and forth fiercely as she reached her first overwhelming orgasm.

And Kemin, who was watching from the sidelines, watched and swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, looking out over the fawning state of the female teacher.

Gondo held her hips and jutted harder into deeper depths.

“Ahh! That hurts!”

Yumi cried out in agonizing pain as the huge rod, forcibly stabbed at her. So he pumped again and again, and her keen garden was burning with pain, and the pain was so intense that it made her eyes blink, and it made her feel even more exciting pleasure!

His hot liquid, jetted from his body into the depths of her womb, and Yumi’s whole body trembled in the moment, scalded by the hot semen.

Yumi felt like getting the ultimate peak.

At that moment, Ishiguro came up as well, and before Yumi could catch her breath, began to administer his tyranny.

“Hey ….”

It was Ishiguro’s lewd laughter, suddenly grabbing her neck and blackness before her eyes, it was a black cloth that was used to blindfold her.

Ishiguro’s leg touched her thigh, the smooth skin was wet. Thighs were pulled apart hard, neck pressed lower, forcing her into a forward bending position, his body pressed against her back.

“Well!”

Ishiguro let out a sound that couldn’t be distinguished as a sigh, or a moan, as he twisted his lower body, and his glans overflowed with clear liquid.

His right hand caressed her round ass, slowly sliding down to her groin.

“Ah!”

The secret hole that let out moans and a lot of nectar quickly let Ishiguro’s finger dive in. At this time, her whole body produced a pleasure like electric shock.

His hand began to dig in his cunt.

Her eyes were blindfolded and she wriggled her ass in struggle, the nectar spilling from her cunt hole filling his hand.

He lifted her ass up, making her secret hole more visible, and a thick stream of liquid ran to her womb as his hot rod pushed through the completely wet door of her flower, achieving its goal of invasion.

She listened to his urgent voice and pulled out her completely shriveled rod

“Ah! Oops!”

Yumi screamed. He whipped her ass with his belt and the intense pain made her cry.

After two dozen strokes of the leather whip behind his back, he began to attack from behind, the rod up to his ass having regained its full hardness.

Ishiguro’s hand, sliding up her body, groping and rubbing her breasts, the other hand pushing and spanking on her ass, then the glans rubbing from the anus, not looking in a hurry to penetrate, his hand reaching down to his secret hole, digging his fingers into the flesh of her pussy, the nectar dripping out, and his glans stained with nectar.

The wet glans was suddenly aimed at the anus and pressed hard, Yumi was horrified to realize what Ishiguro was trying to do, he was preparing to rape the anus.

“No!”

She went into a panic, fear contracting the muscles of her anus to block his rod.

He couldn’t get what he wanted and was so angry that he swung the whip again, hitting her ass even more brutally than earlier. The kind of pain where the skin was going to split and the legs jerked helplessly.

“Well! Don’t …. Oops.”

She begged for mercy, but the cruelty grew stronger, and finally the center of her flower blindness was breached, the mucous membranes split open, and something warm and wet trickled down her thighs.

“Mmm! Ah!”

Ishiguro let out a moan. The glans continued to push forward, breaking through the defenses and successfully attacking the rectum. The penis pumped in and out.

“Ah!”

After Ishiguro appropriated the excrement of the woman’s body, he started thrusting. The wetness kept flowing down her thighs, and the pain like a drill drilling in made Yumi cry out in pain.

“Mmmmmm ….”

How much time passed from intrusion to ejaculation, Yumi couldn’t speculate. Through the mucous membrane of her anus, she felt a spasm of what had been stuffed in. The man’s lower abdomen rammed into her ass a few more times, and he ejaculated just like that.

“Ah ….”

It was a sigh of satisfaction after thoroughly abusing the schoolteacher, and without waiting for his penis to shrivel up before pulling out, he untied the ropes that bound her body. Yumi’s hands were stretched out in front of her, and her legs were spread wide in a sprawled position.

Silence returned to the surroundings, and at some point the three of them had left.

Groping with his hands in the darkness, he walked out of the basement.

The light from the small silver lamp erected in the center of the plaza shone on the only car a car in the parking lot, the rain had intensified and there was not a single person to be seen looking around. She didn’t know how she’d gotten here, and they’d just left her alone.

Next to the parking lot there was the lookout, a patch of grass formed by the gentle slope to the south. The naked body, whose heels had also come off, waddled there and knelt down on the rain-soaked grass.

Looking at my thighs in the light of the mercury lamp, there were a few dark streaks running all the way down to the soles of my feet; it was blood.

During anal rape, a great deal of blood flows from the mucous membrane of the fissure.

Her spirit was completely crushed, and having her anus abused was an even bigger blow than the first rape had produced. Yumi flopped down on the grass and lay there sobbing the whole time, letting the rain wash the dirt from her lower body.

Chapter 6: The Frenzied Classroom

Seimei Gakuen is a private, co-educational school.

Most of the school’s teachers are male, and some of the female teachers are either over 50 years old or are as thin and weak as bamboo poles.

She’s the one who’s considered a woman.

The gym teacher had laughed at her openly like that.

In a school like this, the arrival of a beautiful young woman was tantamount to standing out, and there was no question that she would be welcomed by everyone.

It’s a big deal that the end-of-term exams are coming up and every kind of grade is bad, except for Ms. Yumi’s English grade, which is the best.

The popularity of the program is evident in the fact that people make jokes like this in the teacher’s office as well.

Kemin was just like the other students, Yumi was a dazzling presence. And when he was in the basement, watching her lewdly turned him on even more.

On the day he stayed, Yumi said as she looked at him:

“Yoshioka, everyone’s out of class, do you have any questions?”

“There is, and it’s a big one, and I want you to solve my sex problem, and if you don’t, I’ll tell the whole school about what you did in the basement.”

“Ah! Please don’t do that, let’s go to the gym!”

They made their way to the empty gym room, which was dedicated to kendo, and next to it was a row of bathrooms that were supplied to the students for after practice.

She said:

“Hold on, I’m going to take a shower first.”

She went into the bathroom and he saw the removed clothes on the chair. At the top was a bra and panties, and Kemin looked nervously toward the bathroom.

He listened to the sound of the shower, not just the sound, but saw white shadows on the glass of the bathroom, the outlines were blurred, but that was more exciting, more imaginative.

Kemin involuntarily picked up the panties on the chair, due up the cute boxers that could fit in the palm of his hand. Red floral pattern on a white background.

A man’s concern would naturally be focused on the tiny part with double fabric close to a woman’s secret place. I turned Soryu over and looked at her. There was a curly pubic hair.

Kemin’s fantasized about this panty surrounded the lower body, and desire welled up from the lower abdomen.

At that moment, the bathroom door pushed open. Kemin jumped in shock and hurriedly hid the panties in his hand behind his back, while Yumi was also startled by his appearance.

“What’s wrong?”

Yumi looked up at Kemin.

“Ah! No …. Hurry up, is it ready yet?”

“Oh! Well, could you please get me a strip in the bath. It’s in my purse.”

She had placed her purse on the toilet attached to the other bathroom, but there it was at a distance where Yumi had to stand out to get to it. Kemin smiled narrowly.

“I’ll get it, why don’t the teacher get there faster herself!”

“Please! Bring it to me now!”

“Why, it’s not like I haven’t seen your body before anyway, why hide it.”

He couldn’t put the underwear back in his hand, so he had no choice but to tuck it into the back pocket of his pants.

“Please!”

Kemin pulled back the bath behind Yumi, her long wet hair draped over her shoulders, and her snow-white naked rear, full of sensuality, almost making it impossible to resist rushing up to her.

Yumi reached up and saw the bulging breasts from the side, beautiful hemispherical globes of flesh. He purposely retracted the towel.

“Well, go wait for me in the gym!”

She made light of the situation, and then didn’t expect Kemin to smile impishly. And lifted the bath high in the air.

“I don’t want it, teacher hurry up ….”

She immediately stood up, and at that moment since in Kemin’s eyes, it was simply the birth of Venus. The elastic breasts that didn’t droop at all, the curves just after bathing were really dazzling, just like the freshness of the fruit that had just dripped down.

Yumi’s hand reached out to pull the towel. Kemin held Yumi together with the towel.

Yumi, who was being held, froze for a few seconds, not realizing that he was moving so fast, and only after she regained her senses did she hastily twist her body and push against Kemin’s breasts, trying to get her naked body out of the way.

The blood rushed to his head from Kemin’s body, of course he couldn’t just let go, he couldn’t let her get away with such a great opportunity.

“No, don’t, mustn’t ….”

Yumi began to struggle, but Kemin’s mouth gagged her so that she couldn’t complete a full sentence. Her eyes were wide open, her head bobbing from side to side, a look of fear in her black-and-white, dark and bright eyes.

Yumi closed her mouth tightly, her sharp breath coming out of her cute nostrils, slurping around Kemin’s nose with a sweet, fruity smell.

Because of the shaking of the head, the lips of the two people pressed together rubbed together. At that moment Yumi’s upper lip was suddenly lifted. Kemin immediately stuck out the tip of his tongue.

From what little gap the pretty teeth showed, the tongue was forced to intrude.

Perhaps it was this and life-affirming aura that overwhelmed her as the phallic door slowly opened and Kemin’s tongue dug into the hot, smooth hole.

Yumi half-opened her mouth, her eyes blinking as Kemin explored, and the formerly shriveled Yumi’s tongue immediately began to escape.

Chasing and running like this, Yumi seemed to keep shaking her head in pain. Trying her best to shake off his mouth, but her head was grabbed and she couldn’t resist with all her might.

The hide-and-seek that was going on inside the mouth was won by Kemin’s persistence. The tongue that was escaping left and right was forced to run nowhere, and was finally wrapped around Kemin’s tongue. Katsumi Yoshioka’s greedy exertion was too strong, and this kissing technique was modeled after the head of the faculty, Ishiguro.

“Ah!”

Kemin’s saliva into the mouth when Yumi’s hands grabbed in the bath, just like that slipped down, if not holding her, tight as if it is going to be paralyzed a there. At some point the eyes had closed, Kemin wrapped her left arm around the thin waist, and while maintaining the kiss, her right hand touched from the shoulder backward, felt the sexy two mounds of flesh, and then stroked upward along the side. The body whose peripherals were stripped off was touched with a pang in her heart.

His hands came to his chest, his palms covered the spherical breasts, and the nipples that gave the displeasure vibrated a little in his palms. Yumi twisted her waist as if she couldn’t stand it.

At the same time, her eyes suddenly opened and her cheeks flushed.

“No!”

Leaving his mouth with force, he swung his hand and slapped Kemin on the head, originally intended for the face, but it was too close and hit near Kemin’s ear. There was a whimper in the ear, but not a lot of pain.

At this point he was desperately holding Yumi’s tight naked body, almost causing her waist to snap, and arguably avoiding a possible further slap.

“Woo!”

Yumi, whose body was thrown back, let out a pained sound.

Pressing up once more on Yumi’s beautiful lips that were tilted up, she clenched her teeth and refused the intrusion of her tongue, trying to get out of Kemin’s embrace and struggling desperately, but he immediately pulled Yumi’s waist tight.

With the pulling of her waist tight, Kemin’s upper body covered Yumi’s in order to continue the kiss. Yumi didn’t just lose her resistance. If she resisted, her backbone would break, and if she didn’t resist, she wouldn’t be able to stand up and fall down, so in order to protect herself, she had to embrace the other person’s body.

Kemin was held by her, and there was a hard feeling popping out of his body, a man’s animalistic nature, so to speak! Grabbing the resilient flesh, he then spread the double apart and pushed into the wet valley inside.

“Well!”

Yumi made a sound from her throat and clenched her thighs. But this only had the effect of fixing Jackmin’s tight wrists in place. There was no way to restrict the movement of his fingers, and the moment he mentioned it, Yumi let out a dull grunt and wiggled her ass.

Kemin ignored it and continued exploring. It was not easy to cross the invasion of the flesh of the ass in such a position.

He thought if only he were a gibbon now. There was a rush of heat in the deep valley of the stream, and Yumi held Kemin, wiggling his ass with one side struggling, as he reached the lovely mucous membrane between his fingers. Buds clenching, mouth gasping for breath, Yumi felt woefully inadequate, clenching her ass muscles even more still as Kemin stretched his middle finger as far as he could in the narrow space. Barely reaching the entrance to his destination while the first joint of his finger buried itself in the fiery hole.

“Ah!”

She made a sound, and under Kemin’s mouth, Yumi’s mouth opened. A woman’s heart is subtle, and in the sexy expression of grimly furrowed brows, there seems to be a feeling of despair as well. Trying to defend Kemin’s fingers that didn’t transgress, but also unable to stop him from invading the holy ground, that alone creates the despair of having lost it. By no means did he agree with him, but the power in Yumi’s body disappeared, and the sense of conquest made Kemin faint with joy.

Yumi’s waist was pushed upwards, so it was easier to touch the holy ground from the front. Kemin knew that, of course, but he was being careful, slightly releasing the arm strength of the tight embrace and returning the hand on his ass to the breasts bulging in front of his chest. Lifting and cupping the nipple from behind the foot of the hill, rubbing it between his thumb and middle finger, gently rubbing the top of the hill with the belly of his index finger, it didn’t take long for the formerly buried part to gradually raise its head.

“Ah ….”

From the gaping crevice of her joined mouths, Yumi exhaled fiery breaths, sucking on them and no longer resisting, though she would no longer respond.

Kemin saw her nipples harden, his hand moved downward, from the thigh quickly inserted between the femurs, Yumi hastily clamped, tight, but Kemin’s quick eyes and hands, his fingers touched something soft.

Yumi squealed and turned her waist to the side, Kemin’s hand keeping it pinned in unison. She tried to pull it out, but she grabbed something else, a tent that belonged to the bottom of her pants that was stretched out next to Kemin’s hand.

“Ah!”

It’s like touching something dirty and withdrawing it immediately.

“Sensei, I’ve become like this, you should understand.”

He whispered at her side.

Her frowning face, rocking to the left and right, was on the verge of tears, but one could tell that she was already intensely aware of that thing.

Kemin pulled his fingers from between his thighs and then pulled his rod from his crotch, and Yumi knew what he was going to do.

Of course she couldn’t obediently reach out her hand and hold that rod, Kemin was met with a severe rejection, and despite that, pressed her delicate hand against the fiery rod, but Yumi’s hand just didn’t move a bit. It was as if telling him that he didn’t touch it of his own accord, he was forced to do so.

There was nothing wrong with that, but it was the first time in her life that Yumi had ever touched a man’s hot rod, and that alone turned her mind into a blank.

Kemin continued rubbing her face with his face, and his mouth kept attacking the emotionally charged hairline and throat. Because she continued in her original position, Yumi let him invade her even though she was swinging from side to side.

At this time, her expression, at first glance, looked like she welcomed the caresses but instead aroused Kemin’s desire even more. Nibbling gently on the cute earlobe and licking it with his tongue.

At this moment, something unexpected happens.

“Well!”

Yumi shrunk her shoulders a little, and her hand, which was holding the rod by necessity, suddenly tightened its grip. It was probably an unintentional movement. She herself hadn’t realized that she was holding that meat stick, but the fact was that she was holding it tightly. Kemin pretended to be unaware of it.

It didn’t take long for Yumi’s hand to start moving warily. Although it was moving seemingly, it seemed to be exploring the shape of that thing.

Feeling the urge, Kermit reached down her lower abdomen, palmed the grass, and then extended his middle finger.

“Ah!”

Yumi clenched her thighs and flinched her ass back.

“No! Don’t ….”

She struggled and lowered her body. Kemin used his left hand to pull on the lower body that was trying to escape. In this way, the finger inserted inside just formed an upward fishing motion on the woman’s femur. Unexpectedly, from the place where it was lifted up, a large amount of nectar was found to have flowed out at some point.

“No! Don’t …. Don’t touch.”

As if scolding herself, Yumi let out a shrill sound while pulling hard on the gripped rod, presumably she was trying to escape, desperately pulling on the rope in her hand.

Kemin’s fingers, wandering through the hot, wet valley of the stream, every time his fingers touched the nub of her cunt hiding between the intricate walls, Yumi stopped breathing and pulled upward on her toes, her body shuddering with a shudder.

Kemin, who was ten centimeters taller than Yumi, tilted her face back with an annoyed expression and sighed under his eyes. She frowned tightly, her eyelashes fluttering as she closed her eyes. Kemin was hit with a ferocious urge to pick up that sexy naked body.

Picking up the two-legged, constantly fidgeting female teacher, he walked out of the bathroom and into the gym room, dropping the naked body in his arms roughly.

While Kemin rushed to take off his pants and shirt, Yumi sat frozen on the tatami mat watching him, only regaining her senses when the man’s naked body appeared in front of her eyes and rushed towards the door.

But Kemin, who had already stripped naked, stood there, and as Yumi tried to get past him, Kemin pushed her backward. When her feet went forward, her body was pushed backward, and Yumi was unsteady, falling on her back on the collapsed rice, and Kemin immediately pounced on her.

Two naked bodies entangled together, young body contact, so that the woman who refused because of the refusal, the man who attacked because of the attack, each other for the irresistibility of each other’s flesh, so that the eroticism is even higher, forming a state of forgetfulness, with the strength of Yumi, she was unable to resist Kemin. After a struggle, Yumi was pressed underneath, her chest rising and falling strongly, her eyes closed tightly, posing as if she was at his disposal.

Kemin’s breath hitched as she grabbed Yumi’s hands and pulled them over her head. Yumi was lying on her back, her breasts heaving from her rapid breathing. His face rubbed against her breasts, sucking and blowing on the top buds as his lips continued to move down to her armpits, feeling the roughness of that armpit hair.

Yumi let out a grunt and twisted her body, she had become sensitive.

“Oh! No. ….”

Yumi said no while shaking her head, her face already flushed like a fever. Kemin spread her legs with his own.

“Ah …. Spare me!”

The garden is already dripping with thick honey nectar. It’s already this wet, it’s impossible not to want it. When Kemin thought about the abyss in the fire and started caressing it, the plump, snow-white thighs made to cause spasm-like opening and closing.

Yumi quickly began to catch her breath.

There was no way to restrain herself anymore but to twist her body, her gasps gradually turning into whimpers as in this particular case Kemin suspected that she was truly crying and looked at her face. The side of her face looked as if she was crying, and when he tried to pull her face towards him with his hand, Yumi didn’t want him to look and quickly turned her face away. No tears were visible.

“No. ….”

Her face was still turned away, her voice a whisper like a mosquito.

Kemin pressed on it when.

“Ah ….”

Yumi’s voice would shake while holding Kemin’s head with great strength. Kemin had no way to raise her head. Explaining to her that it’s not easy to move around like this, she reluctantly loosens her hands. The strong sense of shame made Yumi cover her face with her hands.

But when Kemin made sure the wet hole was trying to square up, Yumi twisted her back to avoid it, and that’s when she really wanted to escape his intrusion again.

“Sensei!”

Kemin seemed to have a reprimanding tone.

At that moment, from the masked men, there was a sound! It sounded like a laugh, but there was something strange about it. Suspicious, Kemin tried to pull her hand away, but Yumi resisted. She shook her head and refused to let go of her hand, and when she saw that her face was wet, she was crying.

“What for! Don’t you want it badly?”

Yumi didn’t make any expression, but even if she said no, at this point Kemin simply couldn’t restrain his desire. To ask him to let go only when he was about to penetrate, how could that be possible, and it would be a real spoiler if that was the case.

Despite this, the momentum was weakened, Kemin silently stirred Yumi’s expression. At that moment, a ferocious desire appeared in Kemin’s heart to rape the crying woman. Cry… cry… Crying loudly, he re-parted the petals and felt the wetness inside increase even more. When this is going to have an erection of the meat stick right, Yumi’s hand wipes the tears to reveal his face.

There was no more crying. Taking a look at Kemin with a more or less sheepish expression, I really don’t know what’s going on.

“Take hold of my rod.”

Bringing the hands away from his face. The slender hands, freshly wiped of tears, were still wet, and after gripping them tightly, he squared his erect cock and slowly advanced.

Yumi closed her eyes hard and turned her face. Much more capacity than expected, not just narrow, pushed in and then pushed back, Yumi gripped Kemin’s hand hard.

“What’s the matter, it still hurts after playing so long?”

Yumi shook his head with an expression as if he was holding back. Kemin opens first and then once again determines the position. There was no mistake in the position, repositioned himself, took a deep breath and pushed hard in his lower abdomen, this time without hesitation, thrusting in hard.

Yumi showed a sharp cry, her head threw back, frowned, and her whole body became stiff. Although Kemin thrust in, the clamping almost felt painful. Feeling that there was no way to move, in the stillness of the situation, he sighed

“Oy! That’s tough.”

The hand that she clenched in a tight fist, slowly loosened, from this matter can be seen that Yumi has understood the situation that has been inserted, she slowly relaxes the strength of her shoulders with a feeling of trepidation. The tightening force of the jacket’s tightness slowed down a little bit.

Lift your upper body and look upward to the position of union.

His erect rod, almost stuffed in the crack, reversed the mucous membrane to form a pathetic red color. Maybe she couldn’t take anymore of the man’s huge stalk of flesh and dissolved the blood.

Trying to pull Yumi to her hand, touching on the union area, letting her touch it herself, she would understand the status anyway. Kemin was trying to let her confirm that she knew the state of the rod penetration, but Yumi immediately retracted her hand when she realized what Kemin was trying to do, and Kemin continued to pull.

“No, don’t be so cruel ….”

Her voice was trembling, though so continued to pull her hand at the union area, not touching her own, only lightly touching Kemin’s rod before letting go. I don’t know what kind of feeling was created in Yumi’s heart, now it did know that his rod had penetrated deep into her lower body, with such imagination, Kemin reveled in the sense of conquest. At the same time remembering the situation in the basement, he began to move around.

However, there Shaanxi narrow and powerful contraction, despite the rich lubricant, there is no way to smooth pumping, will be tightly sucked together to move.

Yumi furrowed her brow and let out a grunt that wasn’t a sound of pleasure, the way Kemin had forced her to cooperate, and she nodded her head with a sobbing glare, lifting her hips up to do as he said.

In order to push upward, it is necessary to retreat, Yumi backward, Katsumi with her backward. This way, the pumping distance will be expanded. The part of the suction was forced to leave, and then again tightly sucked, finally on track, Yumi’s nose appeared on the small wrinkles, softly humming to the hard action with Kemin, the kind of effort, lovely exciting, so that the feelings of exuberance, Kemin realized that the danger of the brakes Kemin, as far as possible, the front of the forward into the static after the stagnation.

Just then, a short grunt suddenly escaped from her mouth, not quite the same as the pain she had screamed just now

“What’s wrong?”

When Kemin asked that, Yumi pulled him tighter with a red face as if she felt pleasure. Pressing in harder at the part of the union, she made a sound again.

“It seems like …. good that I’m not moving.”

She blushed and said softly. Was it the pleasure of the pressure around the cavity or the labia or the nub that made her feel good? Or was it the feeling caused in her mind?

Kemin was unable to judge, but more or less gangrene a little pleasure, is indicated that Yumi in the mood to let go, at this time, he remembered that women seem to like grinding mortar movement. So he inserted his penis fully as a shaft from the rotation, and then used his waist to exhaust the circle.

Kemin began to slowly grind the mortar. Yumi immediately gasps. Frowning tightly with a sensual-seeking expression, Kemin thinks this is the best time to gradually expand the rotation while also speeding up, Yumi lets out a yelp and holds him tight.

Not the prongs of the upper mountain gradually rise like, as if only marching on the plateau, Yumi got considerable satisfaction, soon he opened his moist eyes, embarrassed to follow his movements. Then Kemin resumed his original up and down motion from the circular motion, and Yumi bit his lips and made an expression of endurance, but did not make any more painful noises.

Not only that, it was much smoother than the first thrusts. Although it still excited the feeling of being very tight with no gaps, it no longer looked like the bottle was lifting up along with the finger that couldn’t be pulled out. Apparently her internal walls of flesh, felt pleasure.

Kemin was amazed at the thought of using a rotating shaft in circular motion to soften the walls of the new product’s flesh, while, at the same time, gradually increasing the speed and amplitude.

At this point, Kemin encountered a powerful clamping force, and he himself was in a state where he was about to explode at any moment. His opponent wasn’t one to wait and follow, so he toppled himself in a straight line.

With Kemin’s urgency, Yumi’s breathing was messy, and she screamed out loud a few times in defiance, and while it was very much a sound that showed what she was feeling, she probably couldn’t possibly understand what an orgasm was, and it rather made Kemin think that her: body was potentially whorish.

A large amount of cum sprayed on Yumi’s thighs and stomach. Kemin had pulled out at the last moment for the sake of caution. On the beautiful snow-white body without a single mark, a white earthworm-like light was formed, and Yumi was lying there like a dead person, not even realizing that Katsumi had pulled out.

Trying to pull out her handkerchief, Kemin went to feel the pocket of her pants lying next to her, and instead of a handkerchief, what came out was a cute pair of boxers. Before hastily trying to stuff them in, Yumi looked on with open eyes.

“No, this is …. For a souvenir!”

Kemin spoke sharply. As if she was as vain as a thief.

“It doesn’t matter, it’s still clean, just use that!”

Yumi didn’t take it to heart, and luckily she didn’t seem to see that the panties were taken out of his pocket. But when she wanted to wipe the cum that stood on her snow white thighs, she hurriedly said that she was going to take a shower, so she didn’t need to wipe it. She thought Kemin was using it to organize herself.

“It’s okay, let me view it again.”

Kemin forced the shy Yumi’s thighs apart and began to wipe, but actually there was a more important purpose than wiping, and that was to scrutinize that hidden part.

“No, don’t look, it’s embarrassing.”

Yumi kept trying to clench her thighs, but Kemin instead had to pull them wider into an ugly position.

“Ah! This looks too ….”

Because of the flow of nectar to form a wet woman’s secret place, the shame of being looked at in this way made her shrink her body, the wet tender flesh became red with more congestion than pink and remained sensitive, when Kemin rolled the panties around her fingers and touched the secret place, Yumirin couldn’t help but grunt and wiggle her hips. Kemin stuffed the cloth into the secret hole and twirled it around with her fingers, pulling it out with some lewd water on it.

He bent one of her legs so that the deep valley above it was revealed, the nectar that flowed over the perineum to the brown buds made the head there look lovely, and unexpectedly being touched there by Kemin, Yumi let out a wolfish yelp.

“What will come out of this hole ….”

He rubbed the buds on one side, and Kemin said something unpleasant. Yumi held her ears, but she still heard him. “If it was a teacher …. I would eat it without caring and then lean my mouth in and tongue it.”

“Well!”

For Yumi, the blood in her entire body was pounding like a reverse flow, and her mind was already confused as to what to do?

She twisted her body to get away from such lewd molestation, but Kemin held her ass and wouldn’t let go. Just as she twisted her body while screaming no, incredible pleasure appeared from behind the lewd sensation and began to dissolve the faculties, and her screams turned into gasps at some point.

The garden, which had just been wiped, became wet again, and the overflowing nectar passed through the perineum and into Kemin’s mouth.

“Kemin …. Ah ….”

Yumi struggled and grabbed Kemin’s hair hard, what had been calling him Yoshioka’s last name had now become a first name.

“Yo! Trying to penetrate again! Teacher is so horny too!”

He humiliated her and then pressed down on the still heaving snow-white stomach.

Chapter 7 – The Snow-White Breasts of a High School Girl

It’s been a week into the new semester.

Fujimura Keiko sat on the long row of tables in the school library after class. That sailor’s uniform of Seireitei Gakuen set off Keiko’s pitiful beauty.

The boys at the school, who often judge the beauty of the girls, and with Keiko getting the best reviews, the male students in the library keep staring at her.

Keiko took out her English textbook, spreading it out and placing it on the table as she began to read intently. Her pupils were clear, bright like sculpted features with very deep contours, and a sense of sadness drifted across her face, just like her beloved teacher, Yamaha, had been lately.

Yumi’s beauty drives men crazy. Kemin, a student of the third year class 6, blatantly picks on her teacher in class, and it reaches Keiko’s ears; this kind of thing is not allowed, Kemin is hers alone, her beloved teacher or not.

On the other hand, Keiko admits that when Myumi is in class, she speaks brilliantly, she often answers her students’ questions, and Yumi thinks Keiko is cute and loves her very much.

Yumi hated Kemin’s bratty and unruly attitude.

Keiko, the school’s flower girl, admires her senior, Kemin, very much. They often discuss non-academic topics on campus. Keiko’s expression of being in love for the first time is very pretty, and her grades have always been at the top, so everyone thinks that she and the delinquent boy, Katsumi, have become a couple, and everyone thinks that they have broken their glasses.

The reason why she looks at Kemin is because he has a sense of justice that is twice as strong as others. In elementary school, Keiko was often bullied and he protected her like a bodyguard protecting a princess, and at that time, Keiko idolized him and wanted to marry him when she grew up.

Most of the reason for Kemin’s fall from grace is his father. His parents divorced when he was a freshman in high school. Kemin’s mother divorced because she couldn’t stand her husband’s debauchery. When he found out that his mother had remarried, he just couldn’t bear the fact. It was quite a blow to him.

In the past few years, he has become a delinquent on the streets, often getting up with triad bosses and acting like a hoodlum on the streets.

He was also often caught by the police and was suspended from school. He was supposed to drop out of school, but for some reason he was put on probation instead.

Kemin was living out on his own, and he didn’t like going back to the family that didn’t have the warmth.

Kemin approached Keiko’s side and whispered something to her as she made her way to his room.

Keiko said as she sipped her drink and asked Kemin who was sitting on the bed:

“What exactly did you do to Ms. Yamaha? Answer me honestly.”

Keiko said sadly, her long eyelashes glistening with teardrops, and the uniform wrapped around Keiko’s innocent body caused Kemin to gasp backwards.

When he took her into his room, his whole being was confused as he looked at her beauty.

“Are you close to Ms. Yamaha?”

At that moment, Kemin, silently, suddenly spoke up and asked.

“Ah! Of course it’s good! She’s my English teacher, and the homework she teaches, and it’s so interesting, why do you ask?”

“Ah, this ….”

The tone of Keiko’s questioning words froze Kemin for a moment. He took a sip of his beer, stood up, and sat next to Keiko. Keiko’s body exuded the scent of a beautiful girl.

“I have something to say to you, Keiko.”

Kemin brushed Keiko’s hair and spoke softly.

“Ah! What is it? Kemin.”

Those beautiful pupils sparkled with light. Kemin was extremely emotional as she looked at Keiko.

“Ah! I …. This ….”

Kemin stammered a little, his hand on her shoulder, mumbling at her side.

“…. Is Keiko still a virgin?”

Kemin, who was not going to do simple intercourse activities, most of his sexual experience was accumulated through the rape of girls. For the innocent girl in front of him, he wanted to take her body.

“Ah, you can’t …. Of course I am.”

Keiko nodded her head desperately.

“Teachers have helped me with my sexuality, would you like to help me?”

“Ah! What? You said Mr. Yamaha ….”

“Uh-huh!”

Kemin looked at Keiko’s pure, innocent face, her uniformed body, and then at her long white legs with her skirt sticking out.

“Ah!”

Kemin’s hand went up Keiko’s skirt and Keiko stood up in surprise.

“No way. …. Kemin! I ….”

Keiko stood up and walked out of the room with only her hands clasped to her chest. Kemin eyed her back with mixed emotions. He downed the last sip of his beer, gripping the can so hard in his hand that it flattened his shoulder as he squeezed it, and he threw it at the wall with such force that it fell to the floor with a Kuanglang sound.

The scent of Keiko’s body lingered in the room, and a strange change rose between his strands. Keiko’s naked body floated before his eyes, and he fantasized about Keiko’s white skin. Her face overlapped with Yamaha-sensei’s as Ishiguro’s huge rod plunged deep into the pressed and pleasured woman’s body.

“Keiko! See? That’s what women are made of.”

His hand stroked the furious rod in his lower abdomen, Kemin thought paranoidly. Kemin’s hand left his femur, stood up, walked out of the room, and saw Keiko in the living room.

“Keiko, you’re crying ….”

Keiko covered her face with both hands, her shoulders shaking from slurping bits.

“Kemin, I’m just seeing you now, you weren’t like this before, so I’m crying with sadness.”

Keiko said while crying.

At that moment, Keiko approached his side, she had made up her mind, blushing, tilting her head up to look at Kemin and said:

“Hold Me ….”

“Ah what? Now ….”

Unable to believe it, Kemin looked at the expression on Keiko’s face and her uniformed limbs.

“Hurry! Come on and hug me!”

Keiko mentally called out. She figured if Yumi possessed the man she adored, why couldn’t she, she was supposed to save her virgin night for him anyway.

“I’m going to start undressing.”

The thin voice spoke, and Kemin’s chest dived with an intense heartbeat. Keiko turned over and turned her back to him as she spoke.

Keiko slowly undressed, that slender king hand taking off her blouse and then bending over to take off her skirt as Kemin peered at him, her heart touched.

She closed her eyes, her slender fingertips stroking her body, thinking:

“Ah! I’m about to become a woman!”

Keiko’s breasts rose and fell, the soft skin of a seventeen year old with the luster of a real pearl showing through. She finally took off her skirt. She was wearing pure white underwear, her unexpectedly bulging breasts were plump, and Kemin looked at her graceful back.

Keiko pulled her panties down to her feet and gently tugged them off, then took off her bra as well, clasping both hands over her chest to cover her breasts.

Kemin looked at her back posture and couldn’t resist the urge to see her front, he took a big breath and moved closer to Keiko.

“Yikes! Don’t! Don’t look, turn around.”

Keiko held her breasts, Kemin saw her front, the teenage Keiko’s body fully surfaced with charismatic curves.

“Ah! What a shame! See? Kemin!”

“Oh! That’s so cute! Keiko.”

Keiko shamefully opened her red vermilion lips slightly, revealing her white teeth, and Kemin’s hand rested on her jaw, gently lifting her face so that her lips went upwards, and he pressed down again heavily. He kissed Keiko’s soft lips, caressing them with his tongue, and Keiko moaned in a small voice.

They kissed passionately. Kemin licked her lips, Keiko opened her mouth and spit out her tongue, Kemin caught the sweet and wet tip and sucked and blew hard. Keiko’s breasts pressed against Kemin’s chest, making Kemin’s feelings aroused.

They tilted their heads left and right, kissing passionately. Kemin hugged Keiko’s body, his hand went behind her waist and caressed on her ass. Keiko sucked on his lips, and the pure heart of the beautiful maiden was aroused by passionate pleasure.

The intense kissing blinded her eyes. Kemin held the trembling details, sending saliva into Keiko’s mouth and caressing her soft skin.

Keiko stumbled on her toes and a sound occurred from deep in her throat. It was the first time she was naked in front of the opposite sex, and her passion made her knees shake.

Kemin is finally on the move.

“Oops! Don’t cover it up! Let me see!”

Both of Keiko’s hands covered the lower half of her body, and Kemin pulled her hands away forcefully.

“Ah! Ahh! No!”

The beautiful black hair shook as he pressed her hands up to her head, and Kemin saw the girl’s shameful part now.

“Hey …. That’s so innocent! Let me admire your body structure.”

Kemin searched up and down with burning eyes as her beautiful upper body vibrated with shame, the white skin, glowing with a lustrous glow, was dazzling to look at. She hung her head in shame, her hair hanging down, and as she watched Keiko’s flavorful expression, Kemin’s manly nature revealed itself.

Keiko moaned intermittently, accepting Kemin’s assault.

The beautiful girl that everyone at the academy had envisioned for him to have all to himself, Kemin felt deeply satisfied, and felt the same way about her female teacher, Yumi.

“What’s up! Get comfortable!”

Kemin teased.

“Ah! I’m so sick of it! Kemin.”

Kemin’s eyes looked into the depths of Keiko’s pupils and watched as the black hair brushed her cheeks and her body gave off the scent of a virgin’s body.

“Ah! Take off your clothes, why don’t you?”

It was hard for her to escape Kemin’s burning eyes and buried her face in his chest. Keiko watched him, slowly undressing him.

The boy’s hands caressed her breasts, lifting the snow-white fullness. The thin peach-colored nipples of the hemispherical apex vibrated lovingly.

Kemin looked carefully at Keiko’s body at this point, it was different from Yumi’s. A young girl’s female body was more youthful, while Yumi’s was a mature body. He had often fantasized about Keiko’s female body, mentally picturing that annoying lower half, and now that the real her was right in front of his eyes, the burning fire of lust rose within Kemin, and he had an impulsive feeling. Letting go of Keiko’s waist, he appreciated Keiko’s beautiful posture. That pitiful body made Kemin’s eyes stare at every part of her body.

Keiko shrank away and Kemin held her in his arms, planting passionate kisses on her forehead and face, Keiko’s pinkish-white face flushed. Kemin inhaled tightly, sniffing her body odor.

“Well!”

Kemin’s hands rubbed her breasts, which were a green fruit, and Keiko exhaled hot breath, her first time having her breasts caressed making her flustered and aroused. Kemin’s mouth captured hers once more.

Kemin sucked and blew on her tongue. Swallowed her saliva. And Keiko exhaled a panicked breath. Sucking on Kemin’s sweet tongue. They kissed lustfully like that. Kemin explored her breasts with her hands and pressed her body against the snow-white hot flesh.

Keiko was sexually inexperienced and had quite strong feelings for Kemin. But as for intercourse, she felt horrible

Especially Kemin’s lower abdomen, the hard, straight stalk of flesh terrorized her. She broke out in a cold sweat and tried to run away, but Keiko was beginning to regret the current situation.

On the other hand Kemin, sucking and blowing on Keiko’s vermilion lips and rubbing her breasts with his hands, had not reached the top of his arousal. After rewarding her with a long kiss, she pressed the seventeen year old’s body down.

“Ahhhh …. It’s scary, it’s horrible! Kemin.”

That meat stick was pressed against Kemin’s belly and Keiko felt scared. Kemin said calmly:

“Do not be afraid! This is the fountain of your joy!”

The horse’s eye at the front end of Kemin’s engorged rod glistened with crystals of clear liquid, and in an instant, Keiko’s whole body stiffened and she whimpered loudly and sadly. The first-time sexually experienced Keiko was in a sorry state, arousing the man’s bestiality. The corners of Kemin’s mouth tugged, revealing a lewd smile. He shook his fleshy cock as he took a deep breath and looked at the snow-white flesh’s pussy hole, seeing it open and close in a trance.

Keiko clenched her fists with a mournful expression, Kemin’s peeled glans exposed to touch her thighs, she covered her face with her hands and her shoulders vibrated.

“Keiko! Open your eyes and look at my body properly.”

Keiko, who was about to lose her virginity, felt a tightness in her chest making her breathless, Keiko cried while Kemin got in a sexually abusive mood, watching her cry made him even more pleasurable.

Keiko felt disgusted. Kemin said nasty words and held her ass, betting on the glans, showing a light pink chrysanthemum.

“Ah! No! Don’t look! Please, Kemin.”

He dug into her ass hole, the virginal center of her flower, and felt the blood flow backward and painfully. She couldn’t escape if she wanted to.

“Keiko! Before adults have sex, they do foreplay.”

“…. I know …. But ….”

“Ha ….! So cute.”

Kemin closed his mouth and rubbed her ass lustfully. Keiko’s back was turned to him with an unclean feeling, but her whole body was paralyzed and pleasure swam through her, and she couldn’t describe the sensation.

“No! No!”

Kemin started licking her ass hole. Keiko felt such behavior, it was really dirty. Kemin’s tongue licked around and boldly pushed the asshole open, the humiliating sensation of the tip of her tongue piercing in made Keiko’s whole body vibrate and at the same time felt horrible in her heart.

“Keiko! How’s that? Comfortable!”

He held his head up and said it, and then Kemin buried her face in her ass once again.

Shabu! Shabu-shabu! sound, licking the inside of the bud, then plunging his pinky into the ass hole in a pumping motion. Keiko’s ass flesh held the glistening light of saliva as his mouth licked the shameful bud. Kemin jutted his pinky in once more.

“Ugh! Ouch! Kemin, please.”

“Oh! I’ll take my time, the first time always hurts.”

Kemin spoke softly, Kemin’s body crouched on Keiko’s vibrating back, the pinky of his right hand plunged into his ass hole, his left hand rubbed if solid breasts, for this virgin, Kemin developed a pleasure as he rubbed up and down. Licking the virgin’s behind greedily with his tongue.

The furiously flaring hunk of flesh, pressed against her ass, and Keiko felt so hot where it touched, as if it were being burned by fire!

Keiko couldn’t move her head. Kemin’s nose kept sniffing, leading her lover into a sweet sexual experience, into the world of adult sex. Kemin’s fingers drew back from her ass and touched the shell-like, closed secret hole.

“Wow! It’s all wet.”

Keiko was so sensitive to Kemin saying this that he rolled her over his body and ran his fingers over her fleshy lips, the band of thick pubic hair revealing itself to his eyes.

Kemin’s eyes looked at the darkened lower pussy, his heart beating fiercely in his chest. Keiko whimpered sadly and covered her face with both hands. He pulled her thighs apart forcefully, turning over the pubic hair-filled garden.

“Don’t! I don’t want …. Don’t look! Kemin. Please.”

“Hey, hey, I saw the pussy.”

She couldn’t close her thighs, and she cried out in shame as Kemin slung those snowy legs over her shoulders and gazed at the peach-colored lips of secret cleft flesh.

Kemin was like a carnivore, licking the fresh acquisition. His hand ran over the garden, opening the stamen to the salmon-red flesh of the secret flesh.

Kemin’s lips sucked on the fleshy lips and licked them with her tongue, then sashayed and touched the bud.

“Ahhhh ….”

Keiko’s whole body shook as she was caught up in a whirlwind of emotions. Kemin’s tongue licked the inside of the fleshy lips and sucked on the bud.

Kemei’s garden got even wetter as Kemin’s lips caressed the virgin’s garden, and she felt Kemin’s meat harden and burn even more.

“I’m afraid! I’m afraid! Kemin.”

She shook her soft hair, her whole body reddening and shaking slightly, the feeling of a broken melon made Keiko feel strangely horrible.

“Don’t be afraid! I’ll be gentle.”

Kemin smiled, his waist dropped, his rod betook itself to the entrance of the secret cleft, feeling the moistened stamen, the glans went in only an inch, and then with a push, he jutted his furiously open rod into the inner side in one breath.

In an instant, the organs inside her body felt like they had shifted, and Keiko whimpered in agonized grief as she mourned the loss of her innocence and large teardrops rolled down her face.

“My good girl, why are you crying?”

Kemin’s fleshy shaft jabbed at his slit, both hands rubbing his breasts, the thin peach-colored ones jumping, as he took advantage of the wetness of the mucous membranes to thrust his furiously open shaft, deeper.

“Yikes! It hurts! Kemin, help me.”

The second attack caused her to yelp loudly. Intense excruciating pain flooded her consciousness like an angry wave. Blood flowed from her fleshy breasts and dripped down her thighs.

The meat was buried all the way in, and Keiko’s hymen made him drunk with emotion. The white lustful water scalded his fleshy shaft, and Keiko was lost.

Kemin began to pump away, rubbing her hand over the double red, coating the area around the layer of flesh with lust, and directing the center into her ass hole.

Kemin continued to move, Keiko’s juices scalding the rod, fingers in her anal hole, their tongues intertwining passionately as if they were sucking on anesthesia, and Keiko felt disoriented in her consciousness.

Kemei’s aggressive sucking blew on her lips, sucking in the sweet, sweet saliva, and Keiko hummed out of her nose.

Keiko felt the sound of sexual music ringing out as the mucous membranes of her flesh walls contracted and clamped down on his stalk.

“Ahhhh …. Keiko! Yikes! The climax …. Ahhhh!”

Kemin’s waist moved back and forth fiercely, the swollen mass of flesh jutting into the deepest part of her, pounding against her womb, and the pressure was so intense that she was on the verge of suffocating.

Chapter 8: Promiscuity After Class

On Saturday afternoon, when Yumi Yamaha was on her way home after school, she leisurely strolled down the street of her residence. Her long black hair fell over her shoulders, and the sunlight shone with a silky trickle of light. Pink and white feet walked on the sidewalk.

That’s when she saw a ring of cigarette smoke coming out of the open window of the car in front of her, she recognized the man, Yumi eschewed, he was Gondo.

“Ah! What do I do?”

Instantly, Yumi walked with fearful steps, her expression determined. If she ran away now, she would surely be caught again, two feet were always no match for a four-wheeled automobile. She lowered her head and hurried past him.

“Hi! What’s the rush! Yamaha-sensei.”

Gonto stuck his head out of the car window, his cigarette dangling from his mouth, showing a nasty grin as he stared nonchalantly at Yumi’s face.

“Haven’t seen you in a few days, you’re getting prettier and prettier, beautiful!”

“…. You …. What’s up?”

“Hey …. Can’t you come if there’s nothing wrong? Ishiguro told me to keep an eye on you. Wanna go for a ride!”

Gondo’s nasty smile got even more vile as he pointed to the side of the driver’s seat. Yumi lifted her chin and got in next to the driver’s seat.

“It’s so cute! Especially that thin waist.”

“Don’t! Don’t! Please show some respect.”

“Fuck! Stop pretending to be a noblewoman!”

Gonto cursed angrily, calling her a dried up slut. Yumi quickly got into the car, never to be seen by the parents of the students, luckily there was no one in sight.

Her hands were folded, she had never been able to resist the threat of Kwento, and she looked down at her hands, her eyes clouded over as tears surfaced in her eyes.

Gwento’s hand still had traces of Yumi’s white toothy bite on it, and he licked his mouth as he gazed out at the beautiful teacher. His mind was thinking about how to play with this beauty thoroughly.

Yumi sat next to the driver’s seat, feeling scared for the man in the driver’s seat. Looking at his face that made her feel horrible, his lustful eyes looking at her thighs, Gonto just drove the car on one side while showing his lustful eyes. Looking up and down her body.

Yumi closed her eyes, at least she was more at peace with herself as long as she didn’t see him. Since the last few days of school, the director, Ishiguro, had called her to his office and coerced her into intercourse. The semen of a vile, despicable man, unjustifiably telling her to swallow it, the ugly rod maneuvering in her secret place, Yumi cried into tears, and on the way home, once again, he demanded it of her.

“Let’s have an all-nighter tonight, hey! Come to your senses!”

Gwento bared his yellow teeth and grinned lewdly, his quarter leaving the steering wheel.

“Ah! This one has difficulties. I …. have to go home early today.”

Kwanto’s hand stroked her thigh, and she clenched her human legs in a death grip, feeling creepy as she had nowhere to run away in this small space, down pleasure all over her body.

“Huh! You think I don’t know! Tomorrow is Sunday, school is on vacation, what’s the point of going back so early! You’re a mistress now, so you should cooperate with us.”

Yumi didn’t say anything, she felt really sad. Today at the end of class, Tachikawa had called out to her down the hall, saying that if she had anything to do, she could come to him, and now that she was restrained and pretty much stayed up all night, she had nightmares even in her sleep, and when she met Tachikawa today, Yumi really wanted to tell him about all of this, inwardly hoping that he’d save her.

“How about a little car sex?”

“No!”

“Is Ishiguro’s cum good? Heh heh!”

He kept staring at Yumi’s luscious body, caressing her entire body with his eyes, and just looking at it made Gonto hyper. He powerfully reached into the bold insides and stroked them.

“Aaahhhh, no, don’t.”

“Ahh it’s superb! So endearing.”

She desperately held her legs tight to prevent Kwanten’s fingers from intruding unreasonably, but still he breached her defenses and wrapped his palm around her garden.

“Hey hey hey …. Let me see if it’s wet?”

“Woo!”

Shame and humiliation caused Yumi’s face to flush as Gondo’s flirting embarrassed her. A stretch that was all curvy caused his hand to leave the depths of her thigh. His eyes changed, becoming bloodshot with lustful looks that Yumi caught.

They were silent, and all Yumi could hear was Gonto’s panicked breath, like a magic voice through three. As they walked down the flat and straight road, Gonto spoke:

“Teacher! Take off your bra and panties now ….”

“What?”

Instantly, she didn’t right what he was talking about, and Yumi looked at Gondo with open eyes.

“You mean take your bra off?”

Gwento said expressionlessly:

“Hurry up, you’re still there.”

He swung his left hand and hit Yumi on the cheek.

“Ouch!”

Yumi stroked her cheeks, which were hot from the beating, and the snow-white face was imprinted with crimson handprints that made her head swell and her eyes cry.

“Are you going to do it or not? Or I’ll take it off for you.”

Gondo asked, and Yumi’s head vibrated from side to side in agitation, denying his suggestion. She whimpered…

Yumi floated her waist and reached into her skirt to remove her plain white panties. The car continued to move forward. The white cloth slipped down her thighs. With a small, low bit, she pulled her pants down to the soles of her feet and took them off.

Reaching behind her back, she opened the bra at her back and drew it out through the cuffs as Kwanto felt a shift rise between her strands.

“Ah! I hit you too hard just now, does it hurt!”

As Yumi’s hand reached for her bra, Gonto spoke. He picked up her inner sleeve and brought it under his own nose, collecting Yumi’s sweet-smelling body odor.

“Hmm! It smells so good …… You seem to have a cleanliness fetish oh… Teacher.”

“Doesn’t matter, all that matters is that we’re going to have a good fuck today, heh heh heh heh ……”

Those obscene and lowly words made Yumi blush and cry. Gondo had abnormal nerves when it came to the girl sitting next to him.

As the car drove between two small parks, Gondo slowed down and pulled over, then mailed the car to the side of the road and looked at the surprised Yumi, who he found so beautiful.

“Come on, get off. Let’s go for a walk!”

“No, don’t! I’m so ashamed of myself like this.”

“You’re still wearing clothes, so don’t be afraid.”

He ignored picking her at all, forcefully pulling the desperately resisting Yumi and dragging her out of the car, her shoulders shaking slightly. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, like lovers, his body close together, and walked into the park, standing in a crowded area.

In the park, there were old men looking at the sky in boredom and contemplation, mothers wandering with their children, and homeless men drinking in a corner.

The eyes of the people in the park were cast on this marvelous pair. It was like a beast and beauty combination in a movie.

They were curious about this stunning beauty and began to ogle her, staring at the curves of her well-proportioned legs from top to bottom without letting up.

Underneath the thin old clothes, the full breasts were tightly stretched, and you could see the deep red color of the poor nipples. The old man swallowed his saliva as he watched. The mother frowned and looked down as she exchanged pleasantries, while the tramp made strange noises.

“Ahhhh! So humiliating, all seen, please, please, please don’t torture me like this.”

Yumi was remorseful as she stepped in a panicked manner, her skirt rubbing against her lower body, her heart beating abnormally loud from shame as she exhaled you breath, sweat pouring down her back.

Gonto loved to see Yumi in a state of distress, and he maliciously placed his hands on her waist, moving and grinding them roughly as his skirt was slowly pulled upwards.

“Hey, don’t! What are you doing?”

Yumi protested in a small voice, her lower body about to be exposed.

“Heh heh heh! How about that, isn’t it airy!”

“No! No, not here, Gento, please.”

The vagrant’s lewd eyes kept staring at her thighs, and Gonto saw the way Yumi’s eyes filled with tears, ready to fall at any moment.

“Okay! I’ll think of some good places where I can have a little fun without being seen by myself. Oh yeah, how about a public restroom.”

Gonto said to himself, he didn’t care what anyone else thought

As soon as Yumi heard that, she felt like she was being beaten painfully in the back of her head, and her eyes went dark.

“Ah! Can you not ….”

In fact, she was asking more than she should have; her pantyless bottom, filled with wind, shook slightly at her knees

Run away ….

Yumi was threatened by him and was remorseful, how far could she run away? It was just as the man had said. All hope was lost.

She felt like her body was being hypnotized as she walked along with Gonto’s manipulations.

In a corner of the park, the public restroom made of wood, the commode was filled with a pungent and putrid smell. Yumi’s back cooled half hard.

“Well, it’s here, but it’ll still be seen!”

“Ugh! Then find the restroom with a door.”

Gonto floated a faint smile and held her wrists from under her armpits. Walking towards the men’s restroom to go. The foul odor hit his nose as he escorted her closer to the toilet for pooping.

Yumi burst into tears of despair, whimpering in little whimpers. Gondo pushed her inside, closing the door tightly behind her and locking it behind her.

It was filled with magazines left behind by homeless people, lewd and foul language was written on the walls, and the dirty yellow commode still had remnants of fecal matter, which was very smelly, and seemed to be stained with tainted semen, such a pungent odor that it was suffocating.

And the unclean look of the walls in this tiny restroom

This Yumi could not endure. At this time she felt incredible, in such a dirty place, also can make a man get, the man’s magic hand reached over, she can never escape as if …….

“Hey, hey, hey, feel dirty, no way… Let me see how well Ishiguro has trained you, it’s here that I get a different kind of pleasure.”

Both of them couldn’t stand the poop laden commode, Yumi’s face was leaning against the wall, her ass towards Gonto, jutting out her wonderful buttocks he stroked that big white ass. Squeezing hard, Yumi’s whole body shook and cried out in pain after a long period of resistance.

“Wow, great!”

Both of his hands cupped the twin mounds, stroking them desultorily, and with one hand he reached up to her breasts, rubbing the semi-globes Kwanto’s lewd hands gently kneaded them, and they grew hard and swollen in his palms, the thin peach-colored nipples quivering pitifully.

“Doesn’t Ishiguro do this often! He ah! Is really capable of getting such a stunning beauty like you.”

Gondo spoke enviously behind Yumi’s back. The short period of conditioning her body made that wretched flesh, even more attractive.

He passionately rubbed the soft breasts, causing them to be squeezed and contorted. Kwanto twisted her breasts and moved one hand between the valleys of her ass.

“Ahhhh …. Huh, don’t ….”

Gondo’s hand commanded into her hole, the lips of the flower opened, Yumi’s hair shook and her body shook. Here was the part she found horrifying, the man had often roughed up her body and mind to the point of maximum humiliation.

“Ah! It’s all wet, isn’t it wanting ….”

“Well!”

Yumi blushed red and desperately shook her head in denial. The feeling of doing this in an unclean public restroom made her want to vomit.

The man’s hand crawled inside her like a worm, incredibly sardonic, like it had set Rui Xin on fire. Slowly searing the depths of her body, the fact that her own body was out of his control created desire in her heart.

“See! I was right, wasn’t I! So much water is flowing out.”

Gwento’s middle finger protruded into the hole, and that vagina reacted with natural contractions to the intrusion of a foreign object, and he pumped his finger like a rod.

Unable to hold back any longer, Yumi reached for his engorged rod.

“Why, to stab in with it!”

“Ah ….”

At that moment, the hot inner rod was pushed into her ass hole, Yumi’s face shook from side to side, resisting his penetration, the sweet scent of her hair radiated out, and her whole nerves were tightening.

Gondo’s lust flared once more.

“Well, how about that, that’s good!”

After Gonto’s blood-filled, split ass flesh, the meat broke through the garden. Yumi’s female organ was like a painting on the wall, the blood in her whole body rushed upwards, biting her lip with her teeth, she let out a sound that she was about to play dead

“Oooh …. This intercourse is so good.”

Feeling Yumi his cavity contracted and clamped tightly around his inner rod. Gondo moaned as he was moved. Both hands rubbed her breasts, his waist moving back and forth fiercely, his meat rod grinding inside. Thoroughly dividing the vagina, ravaging it roughly.

“Ahhhh …. Don’t.”

He was behind her, his inner rod had penetrated deep, rubbing the sensual area of her breasts, the inside of Yumi’s fleshy walls stirred up pleasure, the tainted sensation disappeared, and in its place was her panicked breath, mashing her body like a numbing agent, and she felt a fiery ache deep in her womb, and she felt her consciousness dazed as if she was invading a dreamy world of sex.

“Ha! You whore, now you’ve got a taste for it!”

The sound of Gondo’s voice sent new shivers up her spine, and Yumi criticized herself in her mind.

“I …. Whore, ah! Bitter.”

“Do it! Do it hard.”

She let out a sweet sound, and Yumi’s waist moved along with it, and the sensation of the meat stick against her flower center, violently bursting into her womb, sent a current of electricity through her back, and the feeling of beauty quickly spread all over her body.

“Ah, Sensei, isn’t this a particularly good way to make love.”

“…. Ah! Yeah ….”

In the toilet where the feces and urine were dirty and evil, I didn’t feel that it was unclean even now. Yumi entered the realm of joy

Gondo kissed her lips demandingly from behind her head, and Yumi positively turned her head and kissed him fiercely.

Gondo’s hand rubbed the engorged flower lips as Yumi’s tongue stirred hotly and finally in her mouth, Mmm! Mmmm! She exhaled her breath. Gondo pumped his rod deeply and strongly, Yumi’s whole body was in agony, swaying her waist back and forth, cooperating with him.

“Ah! Oops ….”

She was close to an overwhelming orgasm, Yumi’s black hair disheveled and her eyes moist as Gonto pumped and pumped, moving slowly.

“Ahhhh! That’s so good, Teacher, my rod is getting an orgasm.”

“Eee! I …. too.”

Gwento’s rod stimulated the secret place fiercely, and instantly, electric current slapped Yumi’s body, and Yumi’s faculties fell into a misty consciousness. Gondo’s rod erupted with hot semen, causing Yumi to let out a joyful sound.

On the wall of the basement, there was a large eighty-inch screen, on which a man and a woman were engaged in a hot sexual movement. Yumi, who was tightly bound by the hemp rope, was lying on her back, and Ishiguro was behind her, inserting the meat shaft into her ass.

In the picture, Ishiguro held Yumi’s thighs in a regular fucking motion that made his body move up and down. The stark black rod of flesh was dividing her anal Dong like a steel blade. Yumi let out a delicate moan from her nose. He pressed the quick turn again.

This is Yumi’s first record of being abused in a basement.

That day, Yumi was lying on the operating table, naked, her limbs stretched out in a star shape, and being admired irrationally.

Ishiguro was deeply immersed in the images, his trance-like expression watching the white-skinned Yumi, the rape while hanging by both hands, and the coitus while tied to his body, like an animal.

“Am I a whore?”

All the reason and upbringing that had been cultivated during these twenty-four years had, since these days, completely disintegrated, leaving no wreckage behind.

“I want to quit my job as a school staff member, I used to live in Tokyo and now my parents are urging me to go back and join them.”

Ishiguro and Gondo stood fully naked next to the tempering table. Their ugly hunks of flesh stood erect, whipping and abusing the flesh of Yumi’s ass behind her back.

“My father was a college professor and my mother was a housewife, oops!”

Gonto laughed pleasantly as Yumi closed her eyes and whimpered angrily, her jaw lifting upwards and her long hair being pulled hard.

Yumi was violated by Gondo in an unclean public restroom, and played by Ishiguro’s perverts in the basement of

Over an hour. Yumi is absolutely determined to sue them and resigns from the school instead. Her parents live in Tokyo, and her argument that she wants to go back enrages Ishiguro, and the duo abuses Yumi even more perversely, folding her anus hard and then perverting her anal sex.

“Are you trying to escape?”

“Ah! I have absolutely no desire to run away, and I’m very confident in my position as a teacher”

Because of the excruciating pain, Yumi whimpered.

Ishiguro was behind her, spanking her hard, and Yumi cried out in excitement as the man watched her posture, his sadistic lust rising high.

“Look! Take a quick look at your slutty self.”

Ishiguro cursed angrily, Gondo lifted her jaw, and Yumi, with tears streaming down her face, opened her eyes to look at the large picture

Ishiguro in the middle of the front once again seethed. Abusing Yumi, Yumi’s waist catered to his movements. Surfacing a poignant expression, her head swinging wildly from side to side, entering the realm of pleasure, Chumi was stunned to see herself actually reacting in this way. She had the inverted feeling of angst, and her moistened eyes emitted a sultry glow as she looked at the picture once again.

She fell completely into a lost sexual desire. Gonto watched carefully as Ishiguro brought Mei-sou to her vermilion lips and told her to drink it.

On the other hand, Ishiguro played with her cracked ass hole with his fingers rubbing the poor asshole.

“Aaaah! Let me go!”

Yumi’s body shook and whimpered sadly as she was banned from the individual.

“Now I’m going to fuck your anus, just like I did at first.”

“Ah! No…. Oooh ….”

Yumi screamed in feeling horror as Gondo violently and frantically bet the rod in her mouth in front of her, Yumi screamed in agony as she felt her mouth full of mmm hearted chunks of meat.

“Haha, the beautiful teacher’s mouth is serving my baby! So happy.”

Yumi ate Gondo’s rod for the first time, and that humiliation rose again. Her breasts were being rubbed, warming her mind. The tip of her tongue pierced the tip of the glans, and her tongue licked the pouches hanging on the sides, Gondo was paralyzed with pleasure!

Ishiguro applied some winks to her anus, a burning sensation that traveled from her anus to her whole body, and Yumi moaned brokenly

“Haha, move it! Lick it faster!”

Gondo moved his waist back and forth fiercely, pumping in and out of her mouth

Ishiguro applied winks to Chuchu’s ass hole and buried his middle finger in it as Yumi’s ass swayed from side to side. The juice of the winks oozed out of the cracked anal hole.

“Hmm! It feels so good to have structure here.”

“Yeah! And this woman is particularly sensitive.”

Ishiguro took the thin electric prop meat stick and rubbed it all over her body, Ishiguro’s horny mouth was crooked and attacked towards Yumi’s anal hole.

Feeling weirdly atmospheric, Yumi’s body trembled as she thought about how her ass hole was just about to be out of shape as well.

“Hoo hoo hoo, come and play!”

“Woo.”

Yumi screamed in agony as Gonto plunged the erect stalk deep into her throat. Ishiguro inserted the prop into her embryonic hole. The part that was twice as sensitive as any other organ stabbed, and the parted sinews were very painful. The depths of her womb were so hot that Yumi was dizzy from the burn.

Ishiguro inserted the prop into her anal cavity while playing with her secret cleft garden with one hand, and the lips of the flower spat out juice, moistening Ishiguro’s fingers.

“It hurts, it hurts! Please.”

Ishiguro’s huge column of flesh jutted in toward the moistened garden.

“Heh heh heh heh, it’s like there’s three of them raping her.”

Gondo’s meat attacked Yumi’s mouth, the chrysalis had electric props moving, the garden was buried deep by Ishiguro’s red pillar of meat, Ishiguro moved back and forth, Yumi whimpered in agitated pain and sorrow.

Gondo took Yumi’s head and pumped it in and out of her mouth, the stone-black rod bursting through the garden

Yumi was in a state of inverted ecstasy, and in a haze her waist moved, accompanied by an intense paralyzing sensation, and she felt an overwhelming climax

chapter ix – the sultry scented body

Yamaha Yumi, gorgeous and beautiful, is recognized by the whole school. Her teaching is very serious, her beautiful face has two dimples when she smiles, and her delicate voice comes from those lips, which is pleasant to the ear. Her skin is white and tender, her breasts are fat and swollen, her whole body exudes a unique temperament and flavor, so that every male class on her class, such as bathing in the spring breeze, especially her black and white and watery eyes, as if containing a hidden deterrent to the charm of the soul.

Yoshioka Katsumi every time on her class, listening to her in the reading of English, eyes staring at her at any time a shake of the large breasts, delusion of breasts in the hands of the feeling of touching, thinking of a few days before the dry pussy, thinking of a large chicken can not bear the pieces of the up.

In his mind, he was always thinking about how he could try to seduce Ms. Yumi again and taste her adult body again.

On Saturday afternoons, after class, he purposely goes last.

Yumi wearing two light yellow shirt, pink skirt, beautiful and moving. Exposed in the sleeveless shirt round arm flat on the lecture table, slightly open armpits, full of two piles of dense armpit hair, sexy. Look at his mind fluttering.

“Kemin, what’s wrong with you, you keep mispronouncing English, you need to work hard or you won’t get into school.”

“Yes, teacher, but I’ve been so distracted these past few days that I can’t be still, and of course I can’t read.”

He began to seduce her with words to see how she would react.

“Kemin, what the hell were you thinking?”

“Teacher, do you really not understand, or are you just pretending?”

“Kemin, what exactly are you going to say, please make it clear.”

“Since you are my teacher and are richer in learning and knowledge than I am, and since you are older than I am, I ask you to solve my problems for me.”

“Oh! Is that so? Then tell me about it and see if I answer your solution”

“I’m sure you can, and you’re doing it all the time.”

“What do you mean by that? I’m confused for you.”

“Okay! May I ask the teacher! Whether men or women live in this world, besides food, clothing, shelter and transportation, what else do they really need,”

“When a man comes to this world and works hard every day, isn’t he busy for food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and does he still lack anything?”

“Teacher! There are, apart from that, both men and women have feelings and desires, don’t they?”

Yumi’s heart shook slightly when she heard that, looking at this high schooler who was a head taller than her, did he want to come and ask me to have sex with him by myself again.

“You’re right, but I think it’s time for you to collect yourself and stop thinking about men and women all the time, and use your energy.”

“Teacher! You should know that I’ve been delusional about you for a long time, and I’ve missed you so much that I’ve been distracted, especially since I’ve seen you.”

She asked as soon as she heard, her heart gasping for breath:

“Don’t say another word.”

“Honestly speaking, teacher, because you are too beautiful and moving, you know, you are recognized as the most charming woman in the whole school. I often dream of making love with you in my sleep, making me either masturbate and masturbate, or dream of leaking joint venture hard to endure the pain of lovesickness.”

Yumi blushed as she listened, and her lower body couldn’t help but ooze lustful water. She couldn’t even answer.

Kemin saw her blush and knew that she was already aroused, so he struck the iron while it was hot, walked behind her, pressed his hands on her shoulders, pressed his lips to her ear and whispered:

“Teacher, I love you so much! I love you so much, and now I want you, I want you to help me with my love affair.”

Yumi said, shaking her head:

“Yoshioka! No, will you please respect me? Haven’t you tortured me enough”

“Dear teacher, what time is it now, and will not hurt you, put want is you give me spiritual and physical love, let me enjoy the taste of sex, also let you enjoy the taste of soul, how about it ah”

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached his hands from his back to his chest, holding her plump breasts, rubbing and kneading them, his fingers pinching the nipples on the jade peaks, and then he reached his head over, kissing her vermilion lips tightly, sucking and blowing on the tip of her sweet tongue.

Yumi’s whole body was trembling from Kemin’s touch.

“Ah! Nope! Kemin! No way!”

Instead of letting go, he reached into the bra of her dress with one hand and held her fat breasts, unbuttoned her dress with one hand, then unbuttoned her bra, and then ripped off her dress and bra all in one go, and her upper body became exquisitely naked.

She struggled and screamed:

“Oops! Don’t mess around! Don’t bite!”

Kemin made a set of eyes and hands, groping her ample breasts with one hand, sticking one hand inside her panties, feeling her pubic hair and labia, sucking and blowing on her nipples with her mouth.

As she desperately clenched her legs so that his hand couldn’t penetrate into her hole, she hastily took his pussy-fondling hand in both of hers and said:

“Kemin, you can’t be so rude to me, I’m your teacher after all”

“No way! Who asked you to look beautiful and touching, I’ve wanted you for a long time, I have to let me get my hands on you today, anyway, you and the Dean of Faculty are three-legged, and you’ve played a few days ago, so if I say I want it now, you’ll never think of resisting.”

“Kemin, you speak this hear call people afraid, don’t because of the situation at home, the brain is nonsense for the wrongdoing, not to mention that you are still in detention in the middle of the inspection, should be a good collection of heart is good.”

“Don’t talk so much about the big talk, come on and cure me of my lovesickness, didn’t you promise to take care of my problems for me?”

“That’s what I said, but it’s not like I have to use my body, that’s immoral!”

“Come on, there are still some morals and shyness, I think you have also learned a lot of sexual experience from Ishiguro, why don’t you teach by words rather than by example? Come up with your sincerity to teach students, let me enjoy the fun of male and female sex again, in order to comfort my pain of longing.”

“Please, don’t.”

“Teacher, your pretty face, your plump, mature body, all fascinate me, and it’s about time for some sexual experience since that night in the basement.”

She was really surprised to hear that, was it really a mistake for her to be beautiful, to be subjected to the bestiality of men, and why didn’t they leave her alone?

“Come on! Come and have some fun!”

He said as he walked to a stop in front of her and used his hand to pull down the zipper of his student pants, pulling out the hot cock, straight and high in front of her.

Her face was scowling and screaming:

“Teacher! Won’t you look at it, isn’t it a penis that women like; and, teacher, touch it with your hand and feel how real it is.”

Kemin took Yumi’s hand in a strong grip, holding her big rod tightly, and kneading her breasts and nipples with one hand.

Yumi’s whole body was trembling from his touch, and no longer able to resist, she finally opened her vermilion lips and stuck out her tongue, and the two of them kissed furiously.

Her hand, which was holding her cock, began to move as well, her arousal having risen.

Kemin saw this reaction and knew that she had entered a state of sexual arousal, and as soon as she did, she picked up her torso and placed it on the inviting table.

“Kemin, no! Get off me, please.”

He threw her down on the podium, pain in her eyes, turned back and closed the classroom door and windows, and made a move to remove her clothes and bra.

Her pair of plump, snow-white breasts were gorgeous. She ran her hands over her breasts, which were surprisingly elastic, and her hands were electrified and comfortable.

Kemin knew that she actually wanted it and was too embarrassed to say so.

“Women! They are all naturally shy individuals, nodding their heads and saying “Awe” in their hearts, but screaming “No” in their mouths! Don’t! In fact, ah! Women’s mouth called and the heart think the opposite.”

Lust burned her as if she were in a frenzy, and she stripped herself naked. Playing with her breasts by sucking and sucking them in her mouth and groping them with one hand.

After playing with her for a while, he couldn’t wait to get her skirt and panties all the way off.

She panted and struggled, and her pair of plump breasts kept jumping so charmingly.

“Oh! Kemin, no way! No way! Please …. Don’t.”

She was in the throes of spring, her whole body trembling, struggling while she cried out in a delicate voice, so beautifully tempting

Her pubic hair was dense thick black and long, wrapping the whole pussy, a hidden slit of flesh underneath, still red like Keiko’s pussy, her flesh lips were wet and hung with lewd water, and her two pussy lips, moving one after the other, were like seashells.

He spread her legs apart and ran his lips over that hole before running his tongue over her pussy lips, the tip of his tongue reaching into her pussy and brushing it before nipping at her nub with his teeth.

“Ah.”

Yumi was tickled to the core by Kemin, and her hips kept wiggling, grabbing his head with both hands as her ass continued to club upward and twist from side to side.

“Hmm… Can’t stand ….”

After he sucked and sucked and bit with his tongue for a while, a hot stream of her obscene liquid had flowed out non-stop like a faucet.

A shiver ran through her entire body as she bent her legs and lifted her ass higher, projecting her entire pussy out for her to thoroughly lick her nectar.

“Hey! Still happy, teacher?”

Kemin’s mood was extremely throbbing as he looked at her posture.

Yumi cried and laughed as she mocked herself for being a teacher who was now reduced to a whore, to be used at the whim of others.

He twisted her hard, and Yumi resisted with a sad whimper as he pressed hard against her upper body to feel the softness of her ample breasts.

Kemin forced Yumi’s kiss, her lips had a sweet flavor, and Kemin’s hot lips embraced her graceful lips. Kemin had the face of an adult, accumulated sexual experience, kissing with this absolute beauty, it was more than words to compare. Face reddened non-stop flow of Ting, passionately sucked Yu Mei’s tongue, felt like going up to the clouds, the whole body light and floating fear.

On the other hand, Yumi, skillfully driven by this high school student Katsumi’s tongue, also sucked and blew on Katsumi’s tongue

“Oh! No! Get your hands off me.”

Yumi felt her whole body paralyzed as the shaking of Yumi’s limbs teased Kemin.

“Ah! How does it feel? Teacher. You have a physiology that any man would be turned on by when he looks at it.”

Kemin remembered the jealousy that had risen up within him in Jonker when Ishiguro’s hand brushed her flowery lips, and he teased maliciously.

“Oops! What are you digging for!”

Yumi shook all over, he was digging into her anal cavity.

“Well!”

Tears drooped down her face as she hated herself for not being able to escape the man’s clutches and gave herself up to deleting Kemin by moving her face closer.

He stroked Yumi’s shoulder from whimpering and rubbed her breasts with one hand, wrapping his palm around her entire breast to feel the reaction of the nipple. He and Gondo had conspired to imprison Yumi, and Kemin had rubbed her breasts in the same way, and the sensation had made him angsty.

He proceeded behind the breasts, his hand boldly tracing the flesh as Yumi’s face tilted up, searching his lips once again.

Their two lips, passionately joined, kissed passionately, and Yumi caught Kemin’s tongue in her mouth, sucking aggressively.

He thought about how marvelous women are, her feelings completely leaking out, her whole body reacting violently as he touched her breasts.

Kemin stroked her breasts patiently, both of them kissing passionately, his palms covering them and haltering the nipples with his middle fingers. Yumi purred out through her nose, a long exhale escaping from the gap in her mouth as Kemin thrust his tongue deeper into her mouth, the schoolgirl greedy for more.

Yumi swallowed Kemin’s saliva as she felt her faculties react sexually.

“Teacher, let me see your body again.”

Kemin’s lips left hers and mumbled in her ear as Yumi’s chest rose and fell fiercely, panting loudly and sharply.

He admired her body, Yumi closed her eyes in embarrassment, Kemin looked at her naked posture now and swallowed heavily.

He swept down her waist, from thigh to toe, what a beautiful curve it was, he said as he looked at her beauty with her eyes closed:

“Open your eyes and see my body too.”

“No! What a shame.”

The nudity of Kemin, who is six years younger than her, makes Yumi blush and very shy, and in an instant, Kemin can see that Yumi has a latent whore-like personality.

“Ah! What am I doing here?”

She moved her shoulders and asked herself, the shaking of Yumi’s skin made Kemin’s heart flutter with an urge to drive her flesh.

Kemin’s body moved forward both hands over her breasts.

“Ah… You …. Did Keiko cry?”

“Teachers ….”

Kemin knew what she meant, Tsuneko had cried in fear when she broke her melon, he looked at his teacher’s white skin with crimson marks that had been left behind when Gondo had tied her up with hemp rope, he remembered Ishiguro’s atrocities, and Kemin cried in self-loathing.

“Bastards ….”

He left Yumi behind and Kemin rushed out of the classroom.

Kemin drives his car to the home of social studies teacher Tachikawa, who decides to save Yumi from her demonic hell, but only if he has help.

Kemin is a delinquent but has a strong sense of justice, and Tachikawa is tough as nails, and he’s going to let Tachikawa know how this went down.

Kemin remembered Keiko’s innocent smile.

Chapter 10: The Succulent Dean’s Room

“Teacher, you’re late.”

Yumi went inside Ishiguro’s office.

After the torture of the weekend, her body was sore all over, so she was an hour late.

“Ahh! So beautiful!”

Ishiguro walked behind her, stroking her hair with one hand and her ass with the other, praising the

“Ah! Sorry, my body still hurts.”

“What are you talking about? You slut.”

Ishiguro spanked her ass hard.

“You have to remember you’re my mistress.”

Ishiguro said on one side and started to move his hand.

“Scream!”

“Please, not here, it’s not pretty.”

Her clothes had been latinized open, revealing her snow-white shoulders, and Yumi didn’t dare to say anything out loud, and added in a low voice:

“I should walk to class.”

“Classes! Is it more important than me making fun?”

“Woo.”

He tugged at Yumi’s shoulder, the pain causing her to cry, her humiliation rising once more, for which she could only bear helplessly.

“No, don’t, under today to ….”

Ishiguro began to undress her, Yumi whispered, her wrists moving in fearless resistance, the sweet smell of Shiren’s body emanating from her caused Ishiguro to rekindle his masochistic desires, and he didn’t say a word, his entire being immersed in pleasure.

Shi Hei look at her whole body muscle snow white like jade, can’t help but lustful heart, then use a hand to reach her legs ask, to touch her lower body.

“Hey, Yumi, you really make men swoon!”

Ishiguro said, his body leaning in close to hers, boldly reaching around her shoulders and kissing her face, her neck lightly.

His hand rubbed her jade leg, then his hand nonchalantly felt inside her skirt, pinching the flesh of her thigh and slowly touching her panties, which were wet with lewd water.

She felt a slight tickle in her lower body and squirmed slightly.

Already familiar with Yumi’s subtle erogenous zones, Ishiguro stepped around her and stood behind her, his hand wrapping around his chest, rubbing the soft breasts, the clawed pinch distorting them, his fingers pinching the nipples, when Yumi turned over and the two faced each other without facing each other.

Ishiguro pulled her panties off and ran his hand through her cilia, seeking treasure in the garden.

“Haha, it’s all wet.”

Ishiguro’s fingertips bet on the sensitive petals, then kissed up and down Yumi’s mouth, who swayed with a flushed face. She was really disgusted with Ishiguro.

“Ah, no ….”

Ishiguro’s fingertips betook themselves into the depths of the garden, and Yumi whimpered sadly.

Tachikawa Jun, who had finished his classwork before noon, walked out of the classroom. With bloodshot eyes that were not getting enough sleep, he walked towards the office of the Dean of Academic Affairs with anger. A student, holding milk, originally smiled and tried to greet him, but at the sight of his murderous look, the smile froze

Today is the end of Ishiguro Bunzo, last night Kemin came to Tachikawa’s house, will the female teacher Yamaha Tachikawa was raped, he decided to remove this big evil.

Tachikawa stood toward the door of the Dean of Faculty’s office and took a deep breath.

At this point in time, he heard a woman’s voice coming from the house, saying no all the time! He listened carefully, and there came the low, lustful sounds of Ishiguro, and the sound of a woman crying, and of course he immediately understood what was going on inside.

Tachikawa calmly how to proceed, so he twisted the door handle, the door was unlocked from the inside, he had to find a way to break in.

He took a few steps back, his body was built to work, and with a surge of energy he charged forward, breaking through the office door.

“Ah, what for, insolent one.”

Ishiguro grunted wolfishly, blushing, as a naked Yumi stood next to him.

Instantly, looking at this scene, Tachikawa was frozen. After a second, he came to his senses, and Tachikawa’s naked body was the best proof of the scene.

“You shouldn’t just barge in, Mr. Tachikawa.”

Ishiguro loudly scolded Tachikawa. Tachikawa also hated wrathfully said:

“What kind of a teacher are you! Director, this is in the middle of a sacred school, and you have the nerve to do such things in broad daylight.”

“Ah… No! This one I ….”

When Ishiguro saw that the situation was unfavorable, he smiled wryly and checked Tachikawa’s face. Tachikawa glared at Ishiguro

“Come! Don’t be afraid, we’ll go home together.”

Tachikawa is about to walk out of the house, holding pale Yumi by the shoulders. Ishiguro, seeing that his actions have been exposed, impulsively rushes out and prepares to beat up Tachikawa.

“You can’t take her.”

Ishiguro justifiably screamed. Tachikawa couldn’t bear it, enduring a step closer to him, and he took a step backward, unable to help it:

“What for? What are you doing?”

A strong jab lands there for Ishiguro, hitting him in the forehead.

Ishiguro was knocked down and fell down in response, and Tachikawa took Tachikawa’s hand and walked out of the dean of faculty’s office

Surprised that he would come to her rescue, Yumi develops subtle feelings in her heart, and Tachikawa takes her out of the darkness in a triumphant manner.

“Ah, that was so good, I wish I could have punched him a few more times. You’re not related, are you! You won’t have to be threatened by him again.”

The sunlight from the sunset shone on Tachikawa’s shrewd face, his teeth were so white!

Yumi didn’t say anything and walked with him step by step, she was so happy that she dropped a tear and a warm current came from Tachikawa’s hand on her shoulder.

Fujimura Keiko’s body is also being persecuted. Keiko was escorted today to the basement of the man who once abused Yumi, and that man is Gondo.

Due to the girl’s strong curiosity, Gwento approaches her smoothly. The scene in the basement reminds Gonto of the time he and Kemin raped a female teacher here.

Keiko was unaware of this situation. Kemin decided to save Yamaha Yumi last night, so he must save innocent Keiko as well.

Gwento uses Kemin as bait and tricks Keiko into a car. He makes a pass at Keiko in the car, and Keiko is in a state of distress.

His hands caressed over the twin of her uniformed body, forcing kisses to her mouth.

He showed his evil lustful face, he was battle-hardened and knew how to attack Keiko at the right moment.

Keiko sipped the drink he had brought, and as soon as she took a mouthful without warning, an uncanny feeling invaded her

Gonto wrapped one hand around her waist and stroked her body through her uniform, secretly happy inside. This poor Keiko was the schoolgirl of Seimei Gakuen, and after Kemin got his hands on her, he wanted to taste it too.

Since he had played with the absolute beauty teacher, he had not expected to have a beauty girl, and he felt that he was much more skillful in his tactics.

This churlish and innocent beauty, senselessly walking step by step into the pre-determined trap, boldly chatted with him.

Talking about her beloved Kemin.

Recently, Kwon Toh rarely saw Kemin. He had planned for a long time to avoid Kemin. Tonight, he decided to have a good taste of the fresh young girl’s body.

“Ah, why is your face white?

He looked at Keiko’s body in her uniform, the soft hair hanging over her shoulders as Gondo’s hand caressed her face.

“Ah! No!”

Keiko mallet the man in front of her.

When she first stepped into this basement, the eerie light of the handcuffs dangling under the patio, with the props for the conditioning table sitting next to them, sent shivers down Keiko’s spine.

“Ah! Yamaha-sensei ….”

Her heart ached and was scared as she remembered her teacher being tortured here.

“Haha, you can’t escape.”

Gondo smiled lewdly, his hand reaching for her uniform. Keiko saw that something was wrong and began to resist, hissing with a cracking sound as he roughly tore her dress to shreds.

“Naru! Don’t.”

Gondo’s hand reached out, and Keiko yelped uneasily.

“Doesn’t it make you feel anxious! Miss!”

Gwento reached out his clutches, holding her waist with one hand and removing her panties.

The fresh lower body of the beautiful maiden caused Gonto’s lust to surge, and he felt a strange feeling at the bottom of his heart as he stared at the snow-white and tender body all over.

Gondo held her and slowly pulled down the straps of her bra as Keiko stood.

“Ah! Mr. Gondo, was Yamaha-sensei also played here?”

His hands were caressing her breasts, and with Keiko’s seduction, he was already high on lust, Gonto’s entire face changed when he heard him say that, and Keiko looked at him with squinted eyes.

“You …. How did you know?”

“Huh? What? Oh! It was Kemin who said it. He was so proud. Didn’t you see it? The teacher’s face.”

On the way, Gonto slackened his guard, and Keiko desperately acted out, hoping to be realistic as well, but his heart dived uncontrollably. Cold sweat broke out.

“Ah! Did you know all about it? It’s just exciting to stab in like that, isn’t it!”

Gwento didn’t answer, he kept his eyes on his current fresh prey, and he was sure he would eat all the showy mouthfuls in front of him.

“Oh! Did you want to see what it was like!”

Kwanto stood up and headed for the next room.

Keiko’s eyes widened as Kemin spoke of that room. Gwento had filmed the abused women with a camera, which he then kept, and Keiko had to get her hands on the videotape.

So Keiko followed, and at the same time, Gondo came out of that room and walked Kaworai with the videotape in his hand.

He put the tape into the player, pressed the regeneration button, and the big screen appeared with the head of the faculty, Ishiguro, and Yumi, who was tied up all over her body, and his launched a lustful attack, with the sound of Ishiguro licking the secret place, and then the appearance of Yumi crying again.

As the bad odor of the basement irritated Keiko’s nose, the continuous soreness of her nose caused Keiko’s initial unpleasant feeling of wanting to vomit to rise up.

While she was looking at the screen, behind her, Gondo reached out, rubbing her breasts and caressing her shoulders with his tongue as Keiko pretended to get into the situation.

“What is it! Isn’t it very great, did you get wet down there after you saw it? Oh isn’t it!”

Kwanto whispered obscenely at her side. Keiko looked at the screen, entitled to Kwanto licking the corners of his mouth and looking out over her beautiful form.

Keiko didn’t know what to do in response, the insides of her body were producing arousal and her throat was dry, and Gonto’s hand was reaching out, causing her to be very much in a state of distress.

“Yikes! Don’t ….”

“Nonsense, how could you not want it?”

He held Keiko’s body, wanting to thrust his rod into the young girl’s secret hole in one breath.

“Oh, it’s so beautiful.”

Gwento said approvingly.

“Ah! Wait.”

“Oh! no! It can’t wait, I can’t stand it any longer, let’s have some fun soon!”

Gondo lowered her, Keiko’s feet touching the ground, his arms still wrapped around her, afraid she’d escape while she wasn’t looking.

“Ah! No, don’t do that!”

Keiko began to struggle in his arms, her hair fidgeting as she attempted to try and escape, at which point Gondo was filled with desire.

“Ah!”

He removed her corset and Keiko’s hands covered her breasts as Keiko gazed at the furious rod between Gonto’s strands. This beautiful girl, as he watched, her skin was soft and smooth, her flat stomach was free of fat, and she was icy clean

“How can I see with you covered up like that!”

So he pulled down both of her hands that were covering her breasts. Suddenly Gondo’s other hand came out from behind his back and handcuffed both of her hands.

“Ah! What’s going on here, take it down, Mr. Kwanto, please.”

“Heh heh! That’s not so bad! Don’t be afraid, it won’t take long. I’ll teach you some of the ways adults have sex.”

His vile smile surfaced, and from behind Keiko’s back, Kwanto held Keiko’s white peach-like breasts.

“Well? Like it’s not like your lover Kemin rubbed it in good.”

“Ahhhh …. You …. Don’t.”

Both of Gonto’s hands rubbed Keiko’s breasts, the softness of them made him love them, and he suddenly pressed her down.

“Ahhhhhh …. No, don’t, no …. Please.”

The feeling of horror, as well as shame, made her body shake, and Keiko whimpered with uneasy sorrow

“Don’t scream! No one will hear you!”

He stroked her, playing with each of her toes, and Kwanto pulled her feet away from her roughly as soon as he exerted himself.

“Hahaha! I’ll be the only one enjoying it today.”

His fingertips traced Keiko’s reverse triangle of pubic hair as he stared at her with bloodshot eyes.

“Mmm! Ugh.”

Keiko’s eyes were streaming with large teardrops. She bit her lip so hard that blood oozed from her lips, Keiko really regretted meeting this despicable villain Gonto, now only Kemin could save her, but where the hell was Kemin?

“Hahaha! Stick it in and it won’t hurt.”

Gwento also stripped himself naked and lay across Keiko’s side, feeling if dark bulging flesh with one hand.

“I’m better than Kemin, and longer, and release more cum, so don’t worry about enjoying it! I will make you comfortable.”

He took hold of the rod and waved it in her face, Keiko closed her eyes to him and got goose bumps all over her body

“Come and help me …. Kemin ….”

She kept praying in her mind.

In fact, Kemin had been here for a long time, and he’d been holding back his emotional outbursts as he hid behind a pillar and watched the two of them.

Kwanto invades Keiko’s body, and Keiko is really disgusted with the man in front of her, she has no sexual interest in him at all. She kept saying she’d stall for time by coming later.

Gonto kept bragging about his rod, and Keiko looked at him in disgust.

“Hehehe! It’s not bad, look how huge my rod is” Gonto started teasing Keiko.

“Don’t! Don’t! Gwento, break the handcuffs.”

Her beautiful snow-white shoulders rocked back and forth while those wonderful breasts jiggled and tears streamed from her wonderful pupils. Dampening the black hair. Every move she made made Gondo Ai’s sadistic animalistic nature burn even more vigorously.

“Ahhhh.”

Gondo’s fingertips cupped Keiko’s shameful pussy lips, lovingly startling the petals as Keiko’s graceful thighs clenched dead center and wouldn’t let go.

“Oooh! This is such a beautiful color and a wonderfully long, lovely shape!”

Where Gwento’s hand touched, his eyes followed, moving to speak, his fingers rubbing the wall of flesh, then plunging in.

At that moment, Yumi’s voice on the screen whimpered． Ishiguro’s voice rang out, and then there was the sound of coitus.

Her two seasons are just like Yumi’s, losing her freedom as Keiko desperately fights back.

“Ah, Kemin, where the hell are you? Come and help me!”

Gwento’s fingertips caressed her garden as he jerked Keiko’s bobbing head with one hand and lowered his head, capturing her lips.

“Huh! Why don’t you listen to me?”

He pressed hard on Keiko’s head that kept bobbing from side to side, and Gonto forcefully pressed his lips, heavily, on Keiko’s lips, his tongue into Keiko’s mouth.

Kemin hid behind the pillar, his eyes staring at Gondo’s posture as he kissed Keiko, intense jealousy stirred in his chest. At the same time, his physique produced a feeling of several arousal, and the rod between his femurs swelled up.

“You beast, if you do anything to Keiko? See what I’ll do to you?”

Gondo’s middle finger inserted into Keiko’s flesh wall, the fingertip kissed the bud, he gently rubbed the bud. Then sucking and blowing on Keiko’s sweet tongue, he swallowed the sweet saliva.

After he dug into the layers of flesh, Keiko’s secret hole oozed lewdness, something she couldn’t control, how she hated it in her mind, but there was nothing she could do if her body wanted it that way.

“Ahhhh ….”

With his face buried between Keiko’s legs, he stuck out his tongue and said

“Oops! It’s a shame to dry it up after so much water has flowed out! Let me use my tongue to serve you.”

He stuck out his tongue, hissing and licking, slurping and sucking on her lewdness, and when he took a sip, more lewdness flowed out, and he drank it in.

Gwento’s tongue went in, flipping the lips of her cunt and struggling with her pussy hole, making Keiko’s mind itch and wiggle her ass.

Her body shivered as the tip of his tongue flicked to the sensitive nub.

“Isn’t that what you want, I’m going to have to do it five times before I quit today, come on, get your ass up!”

So he held Keiko’s thighs and made a gesture to thrust his rod in.

“Aaaaahhhh Steel, that’s horrible! No, don’t!”

Keiko screamed in desperation, and in an instant, Kwento had reached pleasure, unaware of Kemin’s slow approach.

“Yikes! You pig!”

At that moment, Kemin casually grabbed the stick and struck the back of the body’s head so hard that Kwento collapsed on top of Keiko’s naked body, and Kemin flipped him over, pulling Keiko out.

Gwento, who had passed out, had that furiously open rod standing up to the sky in a very comical manner.

“Kemin! Woo…. I knew you’d come to my rescue, woo….”

As soon as Keiko saw Kemin, her whole body’s tense muscles loosened up and she burst into tears. She was glad that she had been spared.

“Your face is so white!”

“Uh-huh! You know what? I’d love to bite my tongue.”

Kemin took the key to the handcuffs from behind Gonto’s back and helped Keiko’s handcuffs open, Keiko’s two hands regained their freedom and cuffed those handcuffs to Gonto’s hands. Then he approached Keiko and hugged her from behind.

“Huh, don’t. What for!”

“Oh! Keiko, how nervous I was when that man approached!”

“Ah, really?”

Keiko was touched and the two of them kissed passionately together.

Chapter XI. A Heart Full of Joy

That night, Tachikawa Toshi tackles Ishiguro and Kemin captures the videotape, he smiles at being able to help Yamaha-sensei and walks out of the room in triumph.

Tachikawa prepares his weapon against Ishiguro, and he’s going to give Director Ishiguro Fumizo a good punch in the body so he knows what pain is too.

When he got Ishiguro’s documentary recording Yamaha-sensei’s abuse, Tachikawa felt bitter all over, the female teacher’s carcass is really a food bait for horny men.

They are all lowly and despicable men. Tachikawa thought about the female teacher whose head was vibrating from side to side, how pitifully she was being abused. Yesterday in the director’s office, he saw Yumi naked with a disgusted look on her face as she looked at the exaggerated meat stick between the man’s femurs.

The result is that Tachikawa rushes in and punches him hard.

The next day, Tachikawa prepared all the measures, came to the director’s office, and confronted the uncommon enemy Ishiguro. Ishiguro’s obese pig face suddenly turned into the ugly color of pig’s liver.

Ishiguro uses his position as Dean of Academic Affairs to rape the female teachers of the school, suffering his coercive, abusive manipulation. Tachikawa is forced to come out and dispense justice. From the documentary and Yumi’s testimony, Ishiguro’s ugly atrocities are established.

Tachikawa took the evidence to the police to charge, then Ishiguro, bitterly begged to please let him go, and told the whole rape evidence of the beginning and end.

Originally, Ishiguro didn’t admit that there was such a thing, claiming that the female teacher volunteered, and only after Tachikawa’s appearance did he confess to all the crimes, and perhaps that punch made Ishiguro very scared.

Then Tachikawa, like a judge, urgently asked Ishiguro about all his crimes, and after admitting his guilt, Tachikawa ordered Ishiguro to resign from his title as head teacher, leave the school, and forbade him to engage in all educational activities.

Ishiguro bowed his body and looked pitiful. Tachikawa’s sense of justice made Ishiguro very afraid.

Turns out, Tachikawa than others three times the bloodthirsty nature, at that time Shi Hei embezzlement, he simply can not catch the evidence, and rich he found Shi Hei has another ugly behavior, his pent-up obscenity, a breath burst out. Ishiguro is an old man, looking obese, a body of fat is simply useless, when Tachikawa’s iron fist like rain to him to hit the clip, Tachikawa hit him face crooked. Even more afraid of Tachikawa.

He cried in shame, his face covered in tears and blood, and Tachikawa walked out of the director’s office without even looking at him.

On this day, she came to Tachikawa’s residence. Tachikawa said:

“Let’s just forget about the events of today, okay?”

“Mr. Tachikawa, you want to quit your school job.”

“Ah! I think the school is so obscure too. That male slave, Ishiguro, has been beaten half to death by me, and he will not appear at school; and I am confident that with all my kung-fu I shall not be without food.”

Tachikawa’s face reddened. When he was a student, Tachikawa was diehard and not a big talker.

The two raised their glasses and blessed Yumi’s rebirth, and while they were alone at this time, the love song grew in their hearts.

“Ah! What’s the matter with you?”

“Uh! I, let’s get married! Let’s get out of this filthy place and go somewhere where no one knows us, okay?”

Yumi said with red eyes:

“I …. I was defiled by Ishiguro.”

Yumi looked at Tachikawa, darkening her own eyes, and spoke helplessly.

“Well! Si has nothing to do with it, let’s say we agreed to forget about it”

He took Yumi’s hand, and Tachikawa moved closer to her, the two of them pressed tightly together, lip to lip against each other.

Tachikawa hugged Yumi, who was intoxicated in the world of love, their tongues intertwined with each other’s. The emotions of the two of them, like waves, lapped at their bodies in waves.

“Hold me tight, Tachikawa.”

Her voice trembled as Yumi buried her face into the thick manly chest. Tachikawa’s nose sniffed the sweet scent of her hair, stimulating his faculties, and Yumi’s request was rewarded by him holding her tightly.

Tachikawa wanted to bet on Yumi’s soft skin, and now, Yumi Yamaha was lying tamely in his arms like this

Tachikawa looked at this city girl, the true beauty and knowledge of Yumi he felt dizzy. He thought that he was just like the horny Ishiguro. Wanting to fantasize about Yumi’s body, Tachikawa laughed bitterly in his heart.

“I feel like I’m dreaming.”

The two of them hugged each other tightly, and Yumi was nothing but grateful to him, and had a feeling for him present and pressed in her heart for a long time.

Yumi said as she raised her head and looked at Tachikawa’s face:

“I …. Love you…”

Her black and white eyes glittered with a bewitching light, a look of love, Yumi embarrassed face buried in his chest. Tachikawa’s hands trembled slightly, lifting up Yumi’s face and saying “I …. love you…”

Tachikawa’s heart leapt with joy, his face flushed as Yumi’s hand went to the man’s crotch, stroking Tachikawa’s inner rod.

“Oh! Tachikawa do you want to”

Yumi narrowed her eyes at Tachikawa’s pillar of flesh, and she was pretty incredulous about her bold initiative.

Tachikawa’s mood is aroused, it can be seen from that towering rod, for Yumi’s contemptuous attitude does not care, in fact, he drought want. Just afraid that Yumi misunderstood him as a bad person, when she took the initiative to say it, that kind of seductive voice, make his whole body aroused.

Yumi pulled down the zipper of his pants and pulled out Tachikawa’s rod, flicking it with the tip of her tongue, then the root, then the glans. Her fingertips stroked the jade pouch that flanked the sides, and Yumi’s behavior made Tachikawa feel so sweet.

“Wow! So, so big! Tachikawa.”

Tachikawa looked at her breathless, sultry expression as he reached down and combed Yumi’s black hair from her forehead as she once again enthusiastically took Tachikawa’s rod in her mouth.

Her tongue caressed the king pouch on either side, taking it into her mouth and stroking it, chirping! Kiki! She made a sucking sound.

For the devotion of his mouth and lips, Tachikawa felt angsty. Wet tongue, licked the meat stick back and forth, his eyes stopped at the valley of her plump breasts. That beautiful face, stretched out the crimson tongue licking his rod, Tachikawa door chest said to feel paralyzed.

“Ahhhhh! Big stick, Yumi.”

Tachikawa said pleasantly, holding Yumi’s head. Yumi’s tongue licked the cannon fully, from time to time verbalizing the rod in her mouth and then spitting it out again, the tip of her tongue stabbing at the horse’s eye. She loved the taste of flesh on the man’s rod, and compared to Ishiguro’s, he had a characteristic sweet and sour flavor.

“Oh! I love it.”

Her lips left his rod now, saying with great emotion that she loved Tachikawa’s big rod, rubbing it against her cheek before taking it in.

Yumi skillfully flipped Tachikawa’s rod, his waist moved with pleasure. His hand reached into her nephew’s shirt and rubbed her breasts, the softness of which Tachikawa found so sexy!

Yumi let out a gasp from her nostrils, her lower body heated up as Tachikawa’s waist moved back and forth. The hands inserted into her breasts also rubbed passionately. Her black hair fluttered and her face moved back and forth sharply, pumping and operating the large meat stick.

“Well!”

Tachikawa moaned in pleasure, reaching the limit of his emotions.

Ten hours later, the rod even more swollen, has reached the limit. Ishiguro’s longest time can be more than thirty minutes. Yumi’s hand holding Tachikawa’s big meat column, her head forward and backward to contain the big meat stick.

“Ah …. Yumi.”

Tachikawa woefully wondered if he was going to launch his semen into Yumi’s mouth. He moved fiercely. The body trembled.

After Yuumi licked the last drop of cum clean, her fingertips stroked the meaty stem fiercely as she swallowed it, and instantly, she had a vomiting sensation, a very unpleasant sensation. But she was in love with Tachikawa, so she swallowed the body fluids that Tachikawa released.

Tachikawa reached an overwhelming climax for the experience, Yumi’s shoulders shook and she let out intermittent moans as his waist salivated forward, releasing it until the launch was complete.

“Uh-huh! It’s out, it’s out.”

The hot sensation, still invading inside his body, Tachikawa blushed and listened to Yumi’s voice as she spoke. The female swallowed the man’s bodily fluids, making Tachikawa very touched.

“Mmm! Comfy?”

“Well, it was my first orgasm.”

“Would you consider me a slut?”

“Ah, how can you say that?”

“Hmm… I love you, you should know that.”

Tachikawa’s mind thought about Yumi. A year ago, her trusted fiancé took away her virginity, and her life that was once smooth sailing changed just like that. And then some unfortunate events happened to her, it was really pitiful.

And today he had saved her from hell, and he deeply loved the woman in front of him.