Foreigner’s Mistake

Book 7: Chapter 143: Magic Sword ~ 51

Here take it, I'm gonna bukkake you!

Satoru, who had been fucking Sheryl in the missionary position, pulls his penis out of her vagina and showers her with his cum. Sheryl's soft skin twitches every time Satoru's cum splashes on it, and her vacant expression shows clear ecstasy.

Agghh......aaahhh.....I-I....die.....I'm gonna dieee.....

The pain of the deflowering is nowhere to be found anymore. Sheryl was swallowed up in a great euphoria. She had received two shots of Satoru's semen in her vagina, one in her mouth, and now with a shot over her entire body, she already received a total of four shots.

For the past half an hour or so, Sheryl was not allowed to rest at all. She has lost count of the number of times she has climaxed. Her consciousness was dazed and her body was not responding. Her whole body was coated in semen and sweat, and she was melting.

Satoru, who had just completed a man's romantic full-body bukkake as if he were violating her as he wished, approached Sheryl on his knees, grabbed her by the hair, and made her suck on his cock. Sheryl is half-conscious, but still, licks, sucks and slurps weakly at the sight of it in her mouth. She's not using her teeth. She is keeping her mindset of not biting, which she was told to do at the beginning and which she has engraved in her mind.

Liz. You can go back to Leia and the others, you know?

Satoru looked back at Liz, who was watching from a little distance away from them, shivering as the semen remaining in his urethra was slurped up and sucked. Liz, who had been watching while enduring the cold in Satoru's cloak that he had taken off, shook her head decisively from side to side.

If this is the end, I will do so, but if you want to continue, I will see you through until you are finished. I will be with you when you go back.

I see.

She pulls on Sheryl's hair to stop her from licking and sucking on his penis.

Aghhu......

Her whole body is coated in sweat and semen, her face is completely on fire, and her eyes are vacant. Her body is limp, drool is leaking from the corners of her gaping mouth, her nipples are hard and lumpy, and her vagina is overflowing with her love juices and semen. She was drenched in a tremendous amount of look.

Letting go of her hair, Sheryl collapses without effort onto the stone bed that Satoru has created with his sorcery. Her whole body is flushed and convulsing, and he can see that she has passed her limit. It is a wonder she is still conscious.

If only she could just lose consciousness, I could stopSatoru thought so, too. Satoru is not sure to what extent Sheryl wanted to do this. But perhaps it was exactly what she wanted, to be raped, defiled, trampled, and treated roughly. Satoru heartaches, but he continues to try his best to fool himself into thinking that this is what Sheryl wants, too.

Satoru opened her legs and pried two fingers into her swollen vagina. The way she reacted to Satoru's finger movements was beyond lewd and spectacular.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Satoru created a ball of water while playing with Sheryl's vagina with his left hand, then put his mouth on the ball of water and drank it down. He was sweating profusely from all the torture and movement he has been doing for the past half an hour or so. The cool autumn night air feels good on his burning skin.

Satoru takes a small sip of water and gives it to Sheryl to drink. Sheryl, who is still in a daze, does as she is told. She swallows the water that is fed into her mouth one after another, gulping it down. Although Sheryl is young and physically strong, her whole body is shaky from being fucked for half an hour, and she must be running low on water. Throwing the extra water ball to the side, Satoru turned once more to the audience.

Liz, what else do you think we should do?

Liz looks up at Satoru's question.

Liz had been watching Sheryl being raped for the past half an hour, not once looking away. The intensity of her gaze, which did not want to miss even a single movement of the beautiful woman who was shallowly disturbed, was so strong that even Satoru had felt it for a long time.

Being roughed up now is something Sheryl herself would have wanted, but Liz wished she could have done the same. Above all, she is the woman who is connected to the one who's killed her mother, Reine. She should be destroyed in a mess. I thought I want her would be useless for the rest of her life and yet...

And yet, why is that? Every time Sheryl cum, the hesitation() builds in Liz's heart. Every time Satoru released his sperm, it became heavier and heavier.

It never felt refreshed.

Liz, herself had already realized the reason for this.

She did not see Sheryl as the target of her revenge.

If this had been in front of the High Mentor, she would have torn off his fingers one by one and made him regret it. If it had been those thugs who had actually sent her mother Reine to her death, she wanted to plunge the knife into their eyes as many times as she could but neither of these things could happen anymore.

After Liz's conversation with Satoru, she knew that this woman was apparently the starting point in the first place.

But for some reason. Liz just can't hate this person. She soon figured out why, too. She, too, was a woman who had been tossed about by fate in a place beyond her reach.

She was just like me.

That is why I could not hate her.

That's when I realize.

My revenge is already over. There was nothing I could do about it.

Liz gently closed her eyes and thought.

Next and last I want you to fuck her ass too. Not while she's half-conscious like she is now, but after you wake her up by spraying her with water, please engrave her up. I want her to know that she cannot escape.

Satoru gulped.

There is no madness in Liz's eyes. She is saying, with all her heart, fuck her ass and make everything belong to Satoru. The finality of her resolve is so terrifying that it even frightens him.

Suddenly, Liz's expression, which had been frozen for so long, softened a little.

Also, may I ......join you?