Chapter 57: Behind the Mirror

Abigail's vaginal lips tightened.

I had returned to the prison after receiving something from Titania by mouth - probably another spider or something - and before I had time to go above ground, Abigail happened to arrive.

I enjoyed her services for a while and reported on what I had accomplished so far, and when it came time to insert her, I crushed her in a corner of the prison.

When the time came for me to insert her, I crushed her in the corner of the cell, so that she could not be seen by others and she could see something stirring in my mouth.

Abigail's face tensed up and her vagina squeezed.

I still don't know what's in my mouth either. I wonder what she saw in my mouth.

This time, Mr. No. 3 (?) is very unsettling.

It was always moving around in my mouth, tickling with its long, slender bits.

The amount of "something" was amazing, and it was all over my mouth at all times, tickling, tickling, tickling.

Mini Tarantula No. 2 was quiet, but now.......

--They are full of cricket-like things.

Abigail twitched and pulled at her cheeks, blinking and flapping. That's what she told me.

I see. Crickets all over my mouth. That's creepy. Yeah.

Crickets are a combination of the worst parts of cockroaches and grasshoppers.

I shouldn't have asked. .......

I closed my mouth with a resigned grunt and poked Abigail.

I tasted her vagina in a slow rhythm.

"Oh......han ♡ ......hah ......hah-hah! ......! umm......♡"

She was already making melting noises even though I was pumping her like a horse.

When I used only her vagina to stimulate her, she blushed, breathed sweetly, and told me where the pleasure was with a change in her voice.

She wiggled her hips aggressively in time with my movements, twisting her burning body to rub against her favorite spot.

"Mmm! There, there, there...!? Ahhhh...!?"

She was so full of life that it felt like a lie that she had cried when I made her drink my cum for the first time.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman keep her sanity and welcome me into her body and devour my pleasure.

" ...... ah, ...... ah.....haha ...... haha ...... ah! Aah, aah, aah ♡ aah, aah ♡ aah ♡"

She thrust her ample breasts out towards me and even smiled slightly. She wasn't lying or acting, she was really feeling it. I could see the strong pleasure of a woman in her face.

What a woman. It seemed like a shame to let her go after we escaped.

I couldn't help but extend my tongue and lick the breast that was offered to me.

I saw some small insects come out of my mouth and then retract back into my mouth. I see that they are crickets.

In the corner of the room, I had Abigail raise her hips and hold her in a hug, which temporarily created a small area for just me and her in this heavily guarded prison of bars and mirrors.

It's a sanctuary filled with dampness and the smell of male and female cum. No one can spy on our loverly activities from the outside.

"haaa♡♡♡"

The white bulge distorts its shape under the pressure of my tongue.

As I press my tongue against it and move it along the smooth curve of the surface, the taut lump created by the tip of my tongue moves greedily around her breasts and her voice change along with it.

"Fa …… ♡ Ah, aaa ♡"

I don't touch the middle bump yet. The more you tease her, the more she likes it.

Abigail's clear voice responded to my caresses, playing various tones and hues in the small sanctuary. It was as if she was playing some kind of sacred instrument, and it made me feel good.

The heated honey pot was already overflowing with love juice, soaking the lower part of her belly. No matter how I moved, it already felt good and slippery.

When I had enjoyed Abigail's performance enough, I pressed the tip of my tongue against her nipple.

As soon as her nipples were crushed, her voice changed drastically.

"Hmm!? ♡ Ah ah ah ah ah"

Abigail enjoys having her tits played. When her nipples were teased while being penetrated, it was enough to make her body jump and give her energy. How indecent.

The fine folds of her vagina twitched and swelled as she licked the underside of the meat stick up and down again and again.

I didn't have to shake my hips anymore. I could just keep thrusting deep into her and she would do the rest.

I let her do her thing, and the rough vaginal flesh squeezed my cock tenderly. The lustful movement accelerates when it senses the jerkiness of my penis.

"Ha ...... ha ...... ha ...... ha--ugh!!!"

I held still and eventually felt the hot sensation of the glans popping.

The first shot of animal desire of the day was sucked out of my penis.

"Ah ... ♡ Ah ...! Ah ... Ngu ...‼"

When Abigail led me to cum in this way, I felt a different kind of extreme ecstasy than when I spit my semen into a woman's womb.

It's like the feeling of release you get when you've reached the limit of your endurance and you pee your pants, but you can't stop yourself from doing it. It was such an exhalation that I felt like I was going to lose my waist.

Abigail's face flushed as she clenched her teeth and endured the orgasm I was sending into her. I feel an inexplicable sense of euphoria as I watch her womb swell.

I continue my ejaculation while pushing hard on the back of her vagina.

"Fugi ♡!! ---- ♡!!---- ♡!!! nnghhh !!!!"

The sensuality created by the prolonged repetition of ejaculation is something that no human man can ever hope to experience.

The semi-solid torrent runs rampant through the vagina, rubbing in and out of the woman's sex zones to the fullest, a superb comfort.

Abigail's vaginal climax did not stop until I had finished my long ejaculation.

"Haa... haa ... haa ... haa ..."

Eventually, the white slime from her flesh pits overflowed and stained her lower abdomen, belly and breasts with sludge.

In order to maintain a minimum of dignity as her superior, I will not just let her enjoy her climax. I continued to torment her nipples, twirling our combined juices around the tip of my tongue while I pumped.

Finally, the time of such rough conquest came to an end.

Abigail's deflated mouth was moving in a gagging motion.

I forgot about the No. 3 group in my mouth and dug my tongue into her mouth.

Suddenly, I saw two crickets fly down from my mouth and land on Abigail's face.

The crickets went from her cheeks to her blond hair and burrowed into it. Abigail seemed to be in a slumber of intense sensuality and didn't seem to notice.

Eventually, she munched on my tongue.

--come, deeper--

Abigail had no qualms about accepting all of me now.

On the contrary, she actively begged for it from the start.

I felt a squeezing sensation in the base of her throat. It's the same constricting sensation I always feel when I'm welcomed by her like this.

I could feel the blood flowing into the root of the organ, which was supposed to have been drained, and it was rather swollen. Abigail must have felt a ferocious presence in her vagina.

Her face was distorted with anticipation and nervousness, and I watched her face in such a coquettish manner as I put my weight on her hips.

"Aaaa……"

It was time to skewer her. Just before I did, an annoying instruction was pushed into my brain.

--Fuck her in front of the mirror.

It was so direct. Unusual.

It's not often that people complain about my actions these days.

"Hmmm........."

Abigail frowned in frustration when I stopped moving just short of her. She looked up at me with a greedy, sad look in her eyes. She pressed her heel to the back of my waist, silently begging me.

I stifle a near-explosion of sexual desire and retract my tongue. I stood up, leaving Abigail behind.

"Mmm......♡"

My reddish-black burning beast root was pulled out with a wet sound. Abigail let out a cute little scream as she caught a splash from it.

I stare at the mirror.

I wonder if anyone is visiting today. Is it a perverted fox woman?

I thought for a moment, but there was no way I could get an answer. I grabbed Abigail's arm and pulled her roughly in front of the mirror in a Butcher-like manner.

She was too weak to stand up, and she gave me a silent, anxious look at my change of mood.

I forced Abigail to stand up and pressed her against the mirror from behind.

Her hips were perfectly shaped to make it easy for the male to grab her. I held such a luscious waist firmly with both hands.

The mirror was extremely sturdy, even though I had tried to tap it secretly the other day. I still wonder why it was so easy to break when I was playing with an elf girl. I still wonder. By the way, I hadn't told Abigail about this. I'll tell her later.

I rudely placed my hot, angry cock on her peach ass, which had not a single stain on it.

Her ass felt as smooth and comfortable as a freshly peeled boiled egg.

I rubbed the underside of my cock against her buttocks and played with it, then lowered the shiny glans along her crack.

The feeling made Abigail's body tense as she hung her head with her hand against the mirror.

Maybe it's time to develop the back hole, too.

Thinking about this, I looked at the mirror and penetrated her with a single breath.

"Gua?"

It was the first time in a long time that Abigail had been roughly inserted, and I heard a pained scream as her feet lifted off the ground.

I placed the end of the butcher lance against the back of her vagina and pushed her cervix open with my body weight. In one swift stroke.

"Uh!? Do...n't......Ahhhhh!!!... "

It may have been the first time I had ever done a womb rape from behind.

Stars flashed in her eyes as she looked in the mirror.

*slab*

"Aah!"

Without pause, I struck Abigail's ample buttocks. Abigail's buttocks quivered, and the cold flesh clung to my crotch in return.

Because my hips were free to move, my thrusts were more relentless than usual.

The wet scraping sound of my skin mingling with the slapping sound of her ass begins to echo in the prison.

"--Oh, ah!! Hah, ha, ah!! Ah!! AH!! ah!! ah!"

From behind, I could see her labia tightly sucking on my lumpy member. They are beautiful and not puffed up. When you're as beautiful as Abigail, you have a beautiful mouth underneath. Such an impression came to my mind.

The best way to develop the asshole is to get used to it by licking the anus and inserting it little by little while fucking her standing back like this, but today I couldn't extend my tongue in front of the mirror because of the No. 3 army in my mouth. It's a shame.

"--Hoo-hoo!! , hoo-hoo!! , hoo-hoo!!"

Abigail's breathing had become hot and clammy.

In the normal position, she would bite my shoulder or bite my tongue to endure, but in the standing back position, her usual means of relaxation are no longer possible.

Abigail's brow is deeply creased and she clenches her teeth to hold her breath.

The grotesquely stiff flesh disappears and reappears on her buttocks as I thrust.

I become engrossed in the task of slapping the buttocks.

I could see Abigail's breasts shaking violently from the heavy thrusts. She clawed at the mirror, enduring both the shame and the pleasure.

--Let me see it better.

? What? That's an unusual instruction.

I don't remember any instructions that want to observe a sexual act closely before.

That's one dirty son of a bitch behind the mirror. Is he jerking off or something?

It's just that I have a tendency to flare up when there's an audience. I've recently become aware of this.

"Oh......! Oh......!?"

I hold Abigail's legs from behind and lift her up, pressing her whole body against the mirror.

I'm sure the other side of the mirror will reveal the full view of Abigail's beautiful flesh being crushed and her obscene figure being fucked by the butcher from behind.

"!!.....! This ...... is the not..agh....same ...... we've always ...... done--"

She's a little fuzzy, isn't she? She almost said my name.

I have to shut her up.

"--Higg!?"

I pulled my hips back until I was about to pull out, and then I pushed all the way into the back of her belly button.

I crush her against the mirror and show her the real seeding sex.

"AH!! a!? ah! ah!! ah! ah!! ah! ah!! ah! ah!! ah! ah!!"

Abigail clawed at the mirror.

A squeaky ...... sound echoed through the prison as she moaned in agony.

While enjoying the lasciviousness of her scratching and clawing at the mirror as if running away from something, I continued to violently move back and forth inside Abigail, letting my animal desires take over.

It had been a long time since Abigail had been raped. It's nice to be lured into ejaculating by her, but I'm most excited when I'm ravaging a woman like this.

"Aaahhhh! coming!! coming~~!!!"

When her voice was completely devoid of reason, I gave her one last, heavy, deep thrust.

*smack*!

"Oooohhhh--♡"

I let the burning rod erupt as the feeling of ejaculation rushed up the inside of my thick groin.

Abigail's womb was already filled with my spunk. Our mingled fluids trickled down the center of her thighs, quickly creating a white pool.

*slob* *slob* *slob*

"aah, aah, aah......"

As I pulled out, the contents of her womb began to spill out.

You can see the transparent jet in the mix of it.

I held my position and waited for her to let it all out.

When the last drop fell, I finally let go of Abigail.

Then she slid down to the floor, clinging to the mirror, and fell into the murky pool.

Did I do it right?

I stood in front of the mirror with my head held high.

If I don't get any additional instructions, I'm going to carefully do Abigail again in this white pond, with apologies.

When she's covered in my cum, she's twice as naughty as she usually is. Watching her change into a whore in a sea of cum made me so happy that it filled me up with lust.

『Hi, It's me, Lydia. Good morningー♪.』

Suddenly, I heard a voice, and my shoulders shook involuntarily.

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