Chapter 543: The Glove (18+)

Chapter 543: The Glove (18+)

“K-khaaa~” a long breath escaped Brittany’s cum-drenched mouth. The blonde laid on her back with her head tilted back, barely conscious. Her eyes were open, but there was no life in them; they looked into nothing, saw nothing. Had Brittany’s chest not moved up and down, one would have the right to be concerned. Though there was another sign of life.Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.

The muscles in Brittany’s entire body spasmed at irregular intervals, as if she was repeatedly electrocuted with weak invisible prods at random parts of her body. Such effects had been seen before in this world, though usually they required a combination of a heavy dose of Black Pixie Dust and strenuous activities to produce such overstimulation of the body.

Brittany’s cock laid limp on her abdomen, still oozing a few drops of cum. But there were no cocks in sight that could account for the thick coats of cum that Brittany’s body had been marked with, for it looked like she had been ran through by a whole battalion. Her face, hair, tits, and belly; cum poured out of her used ass and twat, more poured out of her open, violated mouth and some even from her nostrils.

“Satisfied?” Mary asked.

“Yes, my Queen!” Remi responded cheerfully while she cleaned her cock with Brittany’s blonde locks.

“Good. The glove,” Mary said and extended her open palm.

“Here, my Queen!” Remi presented the cleaned, spotless glove on her knees and with a bright smile.

Remi watched intently how Mary took the glove into her fingers. Her fingers touched the surface that Remi just licked clean. It counts as an indirect kiss, right? Wait... I just fucked myself with that glove! It counts as an indirect fuck, right!? Remi’s hand slowly moved to a building warmth between her legs while she watched how Mary’s fingers slid across the metal that Remi just licked with her hot tongue. Can she feel the warmth of my tongue? Remi wondered. Can she feel the warmth of my pussy?

Remi watched how Mary slowly slid her hand inside the glove that was just moments ago inside Remi. It was as if Mary just slid her entire hand inside her! Remi bit her lip as she imagined Mary’s entire hand going in and out of her.

“Ah,” Mary’s hand must have gotten stuck inside the glove, because she moved it out, and then in again for a proper deep fit. Remi pricked her lower lip with her teeth while her pussy clenched, wishing for a slender hand to clench around.

“Remind me to ask you for your birth date later,” Mary said while walking past Remi.

“Huh?” Remi blinked, having completely missed what Mary just said after snapping out of her fantasies.