Now I was feeling that I shouldn’t have agreed to her this easily; she was literally like bullying me and making me feel insanely vulnerable under her, but whatever I might be saying, this new thing wasn’t that bad.
This situation was more like the food was coming into my mouth on its own, no matter how dominating she was feeling it, but for me it was more like king treatment, where she was struggling to bully me while I was just enjoying my meal.
Surely this kind of luck could rival the devil itself, so while I was pretending that she was bullying me, she was looking pretty happy. Well, I was feeling that I couldn’t be happier than this, but she proved me wrong; she literally took out a bottle of alcohol from her side and began to drip it on my lower lips while forcefully pushing my face deeper into them.
Now I couldn’t even think about anything, like literally, this goddess was giving me opportunities and was constantly working hard for me. Such respect, I never received it before, and she was even telling me in a somewhat dominating tone, “Lick it. Ahh, lick me dry, you slave. You are nothing but my slave. Force your tongue out and lick every bit of my disgusting place. Make that dirty place nice and dry.”
Lick all that sticky liquid from me, and behave like a dog for me, ahhhh!”
Well, whatever she was saying, I couldn’t think about fighting back because she was literally forcing her lips on my face. I always had to struggle to make my beauties open their legs for me, but here this bitch was rubbing herself on me; I didn’t even have to struggle to get the grip.
This was entirely something else, so I couldn’t be blessed anymore than this, but soon after bullying me like this, she pushed me on the floor and gave me an evil grin. Well, I knew the meaning of this grin, and for the first time, I had to act like a victim, so I spoke: “Hey, what do you think you are doing? Cut it out. I know I did a few things to you, but that doesn’t mean you have to do things this far! Remember you are grandma of many creeps, and remember that juicy granddaughter. Didn’t you want to push me in her bed? So why are you bullying me like this?”
Well, hearing my words, her expressions became darker, and she began to grab my treasure while tightening her grip on it and spoke: “Brat, you were the one who asked for it. Now you are not leaving anywhere. This time Granny isn’t going to let that brat have all the fun. Instead of pushing you to her bed, I would drag you to my floor and violate you and fucking rape you for ever making me feel this desired!!”
Well now, this bitch was really looking scary, and what did she mean by “rape”? Hell nah, there’s no way she just said it; she was literally a few hours back blaming me for raping her, and now she was telling me that she was going to rape me.
Fuck, what in the world was I even doing in this world? But that aside, she sat on me and began to slip my treasure into her juicy, dripping cave. Well, I watched this scene in anime, but they never told me that this could be intense; her insides were this tight, as if the walls were trying to crush my treasure.
But my treasure was no less than any disaster; soon she realized what mess she had put her head into. My treasure started to return to his original size, and her face started to look pretty astonished and way too red.
But this creep, instead of admitting it, gave me a lewd grin while scratching my chest and increasing the pace of her riding. Now feeling the scratch and such pace, I couldn’t help but enjoy such excitement; such wildness was worth praising.
Because I could feel her shaking walls and her increasing fatigue, but instead of backing down, she was forcing herself to stay above me; such a cute display of dominance surely needed a booster.
So I spanked her ass passionately while speaking with a smirk: “Queen, ahh, I didn’t know you were this weak after feeling my dick. Tell me, does it make you feel like a slut that you have fallen this low, that you have to bully a slave to make your horny ass work for you, huh?”
Hearing my words and feeling the spank, a scream escaped her lips while she gritted her teeth and glared at me, while quickening her pace, and spoke in a pretty forced cold tone: “Huh, for a slave you talk way too much. Did your master allow you to speak anything, or are you feeling bored just because your mouth doesn’t have work to do, huh? If yes, then I have something for a jerk like you!”
While she said it, she began to lean forward, increasing the roughness of her movements, and brought her lips to my lips and began to slip her tongue in my mouth and began to kiss me pretty passionately.
Feeling the kiss, I also tried to kiss her back, but this bitch slipped her fingers into my hair and began to pull it back. While riding me, this creep was really just bullying me; she wasn’t even trying to give me a chance of getting in form while she was going all out since the beginning.
Her rough pace was making me feel as if I were in some kind of paradise, where her juicy boobs were just jiggling and bouncing to match her pace, while those lewd kisses were confusing me for even considering if I should pay attention to my treasure or my kiss.
Because her pace was making it hard for me to even think straight, and due to lack of my system, I was feeling way too overwhelmed by her, but still I was keeping up with her, despite being without the system, so it was something that could be called a miracle.
So now even I was itching to make it rougher, but when I was feeling the thrill, I felt something warm was dripping on my treasure, way too warm; instead of feeling comfy, it was uncomfortably warm, and it was in liquid form.
And I knew the answer to this sickness: this motherfucking bitch was bleeding on me.
