The Demon Sect Leader of indulgence in lust

017 Milk Cow

Viscount Xavier pushed the hem of Leslie's tunic down to her waist and took off her skirt and tossed it aside, pleased with the round, fleshy white arse in front of him. After reaching out and rubbing the hood of his hand over his buttocks for a few times, he took out a small gold box on the side, opened it up and scooped out a piece of white cream and filled it all within Leslie's posterior, and stirred it with his finger casually for two seconds before stirring up a sticky, watery sound.

It's a secret aphrodisiac, both with lubricating. Viscount Xavier patiently expanded for a few moments, and then unzipped his trousers and released his excited and thick p***s, and tested it against the entrance, and then pushed it in with a burst of energy. The narrow tunnel was soft and wet, and held the big c**k docilely, but still tight despite being full, Viscount Xavier let out a breath of relief, and began to thrust his c**k in and out.

Leslie originally did not think that inserting the arsehole would be very comfortable, but be after a few dozen times of hard f****d, she actually experienced the pleasure of it, especially when there was a place in her body that itched, and when she touched it, her legs would go limp and her waist would be flaccid, and she would feel very excited. The first time she was f****d anally, that time she was in a semi-conscious state, she did not taste the beauty of it, but today, she was made to feel the heart and soul, she could not help but to sit back and take the initiative to send her buttocks to the crotch of Viscount Xavier.

"Isn't it comfortable, eh? Little slut, does the arse feel good?" Viscount Xavier was nailing the tender hole wide open, so happy that he scooped up Leslie's waist and pressed it against the buttocks, the glans pressed against the point and slammed it so hard that Leslie couldn't hold back even if she wanted to, whimpering and gasping.

"Mmmm ... gently ... mmmm ... ah ..."

"Gently?" Viscount Xavier jerks his robust waist snapping the pile and says contemptuously, "Lighten up and you'll be blaming me again in a while, I'm afraid."

Leslie was knocked forward and backward, chest plump breasts with her movements heavy flinging, two n*****s in the clothes were rubbed and numb and itchy, she hard to use her hand to support, was Xavier Viscount saw mocked, "Slutty breasts are itchy too?"

"Ah ... you, you slow down ... hah ah ... I'm getting some pain ... "

"Hurts? Where does it hurt?"

Leslie blushed and looked down at her breasts that were jiggling around and mumbled, "Breasts hurt ..."

Viscount Xavier giggled, leaned down and pressed on her back, lifting the two breast globes forward, "You little cow, it hurts because there's no milk coming out, just milk it all out."

He gripped the root of her breasts with both hands and immediately showed a deep cleavage under the neckline, Leslie felt a heat in her chest and was actually grabbed out of her milk. Out of the milk for her is the most difficult to accept, even quickly struggled up: "Do not ... do not grab ... um ah ... let go of me! ..."

Viscount Xavier was full of care and continued to grab the breasts napping, really treating Leslie as a little cow to ride, riding with great pleasure.Leslie only felt that that glan plunged deeper and deeper, and at a certain depth suddenly touched the foreign object in the uterus, she was shocked in her heart, she didn't think that napping in the back hole also through the flesh to the place that was going to kill her. The foreign object in the uterus was shaken, and even tumbled and moved, rubbing the inner wall could not stop contracting and bubbling, and the v****a also clamped the thin rope and sucked, and the tassel pendant at the mouth of the cunt was thrown to the obscene juice flying, and the scene was simply obscene.

The overwhelming pleasure instantly overwhelmed Leslie, she wanted to stop, but when she opened her mouth it was full of obscene screams and gasps.

"Oooh ... mmmm ah ... fast, too fast ... hah ah ... ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah!"

Viscount Xavier knew that the little w***e was getting high, so he grabbed her shoulders and wrenched her into a sideways position, pulling up one leg and thrusting it in from the side, grabbing the red tasseled pendant and pulling on it as he did so, "Little cow, am I f*****g you good?"

Leslie was tortured by him, pain and pleasure, suffering, reaching out to block, the result was punished like a hard pull tassel pendant, immediately cried and begged for forgiveness: "Yes, yes ... don't do it again ... oooh! ... ah ah ah ah!"

Viscount Xavier is also very good in bed, often nappy these slutty wave b***h crying nappy dizzy, at this time he pinched Leslie's thigh with one hand and clutched the red rope with one hand, his heart is full of the pleasure of conquest.

Being lying on her side to f**k a hundred or so times, Leslie is already full of tears, v****a orgasm four or five times, between the legs are full of tide blowing and spraying out of the obscene liquid, and the lips of the p***y was hit by the pink, swollen and fat, looks pathetic.

Viscount Xavier stopped to catch his breath, and put her on her back again, pressing her legs to continue to f**k, Leslie's body was completely flaccid, she had no strength to block and no strength to cover up, she could only let her breasts turn over in her clothes, Viscount Xavier liked to use this position to f**k her, because he could see her lustful state in the eyes of the public. He unbuckled Leslie's belt and removed all of her clothes before taking her own hands and placing them on her breasts and ordering, "Hold on to yourself, don't let the milk spill out, save it for me to drink tonight."

Leslie had already been f****d to the point of losing her concentration, she held her own t**s dully, and was really careful not to let the milk spill out again.Viscount Xavier looked at this obedient look of hers, and couldn't help but lower his head to take her lips and suck on them. He rarely kissed others in bed, so much so that he himself was a bit dazed after kissing them.Leslie looked at him in confusion, her mouth still letting out intermittent moans.

Viscount Xavier shot all of his c*m into her and then took out a plug made of jade, plugging Leslie's hole, preventing her leaking c*m from staining his cushion. Carrying a small wooden table from the rear of the car, he uncovered the teapot on top, pulled a limp Leslie over, perched her breasts on the table, took hold of one of them and began to milk her by pointing it at the teapot.

Leslie's milk was at its most violent during orgasm, almost spurting out, so in order to keep her in a state of arousal, Viscount Xavier embraced her behind him so that she wouldn't fall over, while with his other hand he tugged at the red cord underneath, which acted as a mechanism, and a slight tug on it caused Leslie to open her breast holes in a state of arousal.

There was a loud, sometimes small, "bared" sound in the carriage as Viscount Xavier squeezed both of her breasts to barely fill the jug. He cherished the lid and set it aside before pulling the hot-skinned calf into his arms and cradling her.

"Lilith, why is your body always so hot?" Viscount Xavier stroked her waist and hip and back in a good mood, his tone and movements gentle as if the one who had just abused her was not him.

Leslie had woken up in pain from the milking earlier, and looking down at her scratch-covered breasts, she tilted her head to the side speechlessly.

Viscount Xavier kissed her on the neck, showing a bit of a smirk, "Mad at me?"

Leslie laughed in her heart, "Slap and give a sweet date, I don't know how many ignorant girls and prostitutes this beast has coaxed with this trick.

Viscount Xavier gently rubbed her breasts and continued to coax smartly, "Don't be angry, I'll help you let your milk out, so you can sleep well tonight."

Leslie's chest was burning from his rubbing, and there were signs that she was going to be in heat again, so she busily held his hand and said, "Okay, please stop, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Viscount Xavier laughed softly and turned down to touch it, his fingers scratching at the fleshy labia, suddenly remembering something else, "How in the world did you put this tassel pendant in? Why can't you remove it?"