Confinement King

Chapter 242



Chapter 242: It's Coming Again

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She loves Fumio Kijima so much that she’s Enslaved, and because she’s Enslaved, she’ll never leave me again.




I hug her from behind and kiss her neck. She wriggles a little ticklishly, then turns her head toward me, giggling.


Our lips brush against each other, and our tongues tangle lightly. While doing so, I reached out, slipped my hand under her bikini bra, and touched her breasts.


I fondle her almost flat breasts and pinch her nipples between my fingers, causing her to let out a muffled cry.
Separating my lips, I sit down on the bed and push her down from the front this time.
Looking at her again, my girlfriend is still cute.
With no make-up on, she looked a little droopy-eyed, and even though she was a black gal with blond hair, she had a certain innocence about her.
I covered her up and reached out my hands to her breasts, exploring her nipples from the top of her bra.




When I breathe in, I can smell her sweet milk-like scent. Then I slipped my hand under her bra and played with her nipples.


Then she holds my head with both hands and presses my face to her breasts.
Of course, the touch is not soft. Still, the warmth of her skin made me feel a surge of desire.
When I pushed up her bra–




I ran my tongue over her pink nipples, which stood out against her brown skin.
The buds, which are already hard and puckered, quiver a little as they are coated with my saliva. I squeezed my mouth tight and took it into my mouth.
Of course, I can’t taste it, but if I concentrate on it, I can still feel a faint taste of her, or something like that.



With that said, she pats my head as if to soothe me. Despite her sultry tone, her face looked very happy.
I squeezed the barely there flesh of her breasts, sucked on her perky nipples, and rolled them with the tip of my tongue.


I wonder if her small breasts make her more sensitive, but Fujiwara-san’s twitching body is so cute that I lick her right nipple with my tongue relentlessly.


Gradually, her response becomes more and more erratic. As I gathered up the small amount of flesh, squeezing and licking her nipples, her breathing became erratic and she began to shake her body.


I gently bite her nipple, which has become soft and sensitive from all the sucking. Immediately…


Fujiwara-san arched her back and tensed up.





men… that my body can come easily
In my heart, a squirming, jealous discomfort swirled inside, but there wasn’t Fujiwara-san’s fault.
I’ll just accept her as she is, and love her as she is.


Before I can say another word, a pair of wheat-colored legs stretching out from her hot pants wrap around my waist.




Her impassioned pleading makes my male desire swell. Feeling my own cock pushing up against my pants, I raised myself up and bent down between her legs.
Underneath her denim hot pants was a lemon yellow bikini, the same color as her bra. When I pulled it off from her legs, I could smell the scent of her pussy.


Her voice, which was a mixture of pleasure and shame, aroused me even more.




When I traced her crack with my fingertip, it was filled with a thick stream of love juice, as if she had just come.
The tingling and quivering of her luscious petals and the rich smell of her pussy, The painfully erect member of my cock is screaming to be fucked.
I raise myself up, put my hand on my belt, and take off my underwear and pants.






With that said, Fujiwara-san looks down as if ashamed.


When I looked at her as if I was stunned, Fujiwara-san hurriedly raised her voice.










Anyway, I’ve reached my limit. I put my raging cock into her crack.


Feeling her squirm, I rubbed my meat stick against it and rubbed it back and forth across her crack a few times. That was enough to make my cock slick with her nectar.
I sank my well-lubricated rod into her vagina.


She widened her eyes and clutched her head madly.
Her voice is tinged with rapture. The inside of her vagina was immediately entwined with my rod, as if she had been waiting for it, and she was trembling slightly.








Fujiwara-san’s eyes were already out of focus as she smiled happily.
From now on, I wondered what would happen if I continued to make her come, and with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation, I laid her down in the missionary position and began to move my hips slowly.

josei



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