Devour Poison - Chapter 18
Chapter 18
The man’s lips touched Amelia’s lips. Biting her lower lip, he pushed his thick tongue up to the throat of Amelia in the deep kiss. The man who pushed and Amelia couldn’t breathe. Saliva is leaking. Are you planning to scan all the mucous membranes that come out? His tongue went all the way inside Amelia’s mouth. I’m skimming through this. her lips, tightly pressed together, were chafed and it hurt. The man’s hand holding Amelia’s hand becomes faster. Move up and down quickly. Amelia’s hands moved to help the man masturbate. Semen, thinner than before, flowed onto the back of her hand. The man let out a low moan between their lips.
Finally, the man’s large hand, which had been holding onto her hand with such strength that it seemed as if it would not be torn off, fell away. Amelia quickly removed her hand from the genitals, which had lost some momentum. The hand that was tightly holding the man’s penis felt hot as if it were on fire. Amelia couldn’t bear to see her hands shining with the man’s semen, so she clenched her hands tightly. The sound of the semen remaining in my hand sloshing could be heard more clearly. Amelia looked at the man in front of her. The man, languid in pleasure, rubbed his lips against her neck again. He also rubbed the bridge of his high nose against the back of her neck. A deep sense of satisfaction comes from just one kiss or one gesture.
“I miss my sister.”
Amelia had no gaps in her body. Gently pull the entangled man away and open her mouth. She moved slowly and spoke clearly. In the man’s wet eyes, a slight tint appears and then disappears. Amelia, who did not see the moment, saw the man and wondered if he didn’t understand, again she moved his mouth.
“I miss Emily.”
The man’s gaze was persistent in following the way Amelia’s lips twitched, as if he would not miss even the slightest movement. And soon the man’s lips were grafted onto Amelia’s lips again.
Amelia couldn’t say anything more. His moan of satisfaction resonated low in his throat.
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Shakar had only caressed her without any penetration, but he looked down at the woman who was once again sleeping as if she were dead. In his opinion, the girl’s physical strength was infinitely weak. If she was to live with his desires from now on, she had to be much stronger than this. He wiped the woman’s body with a cloth soaked in water. The woman’s body, covered in his own semen, gave him quite a sense of satisfaction.
Shakar smashed his penis against the woman’s body until the semen turned red. He got drunk and got drunk again. In the end, the woman, who was trembling with pleasure, fainted. Shakar never embraced a woman again. It wasn’t because of his unusual walls. All of the girls around him were pretty and pretty, and it was nice to hug them all the time. Because it was there, there was no need to call a specific girl. Those who were worried that he might develop an unnecessary passion just pushed in a new person every time he wanted a woman. But he feels dead in his own bed.
There was something different about the girl who was fast asleep. Shakar didn’t know for sure, but he felt that there was something different about this woman. He wondered if it was because the corners of her eyes were slightly lowered, making her look infinitely gentle, yet staring at him with a vicious look, and he also wondered if it was because her nose was slightly low, and she frowned slightly when he thrust his penis into her with all his might. The moaning could have been because of the small red tongue that appeared as the plump lips gently parted. Or it could have been because he saw in the girl the animal’s unique instinct to show its teeth without giving in to predators larger than itself for the sake of its offspring.
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