Sylvie, the Slave Girl (Lily Futa) - Chapter 20 (pt. 1)

The person beneath tightened her brow firmly, her eyelashes trembled gently, but she never woke up.

Sylvie slowed down for a moment, she felt the pain below lessened somewhat, a vague numb sensation emerged faintly.

However, she tried to pull out.

After all, her intention succeeded already.

Sylvie lifted her hips slightly, her breathing grew heavy slightly, something withdrew clearly from inside her body along her movement.

This sensation felt strange, it made her chest heave slightly.

Sylvie suddenly thought about why she took off her clothes.

It seemed like a rather unnecessary thing.

She appeared misled greatly by that dream in many ways, and this act felt uncomfortable too.

Sylvie frowned unhappily.

She now climbed naked fully on the woman’s body like in the dream, her pvssy stretched widely, her lower body swallowed the woman’s c0ck.

She retreated halfway, the woman below moaned lightly, she seemed somewhat displeased.

The woman’s waist thrust suddenly, the thick c0ck plunged deeply again.

“Hmm.”

Sylvie’s legs weakened instantly, her eyes grew warm slightly, this thrust stimulated her to sit back down.

They merged together again.

Her hips and abdomen collided with a dull sound when she sat down, it brought some strange sensations.

It hurt less surprisingly, the swelling and numbness surpassed the pain.

The thick, hot thing scraped her inner flesh, it reached a very deep place.

Of course, this position went deep naturally.

Before she thought further, the woman hugged her suddenly.

Sylvie jolted in surprise, she looked at her instinctively.

The woman’s eyelids trembled, they opened slightly with a small slit, her eyes focused on nothing vaguely.

Sylvie watched her, she held her breath instinctively, her pvssy tightened unconsciously.

The woman still frowned, her brow furrowed deeper.

She breathed rapidly slightly, she seemed puzzled why she had this dream.

“What again…” she murmured something.

What did she dream about?

Unsure if she woke or not, the woman lifted her eyes vaguely, then closed them slowly.

Sylvie felt her hands wrap around her waist, her waist moved twice, it thrust upward.

Sylvie collapsed softly on her, a numb fullness came from below, it swallowed the rod fully.

Sylvie knew not what mood filled her heart now, she closed her eyes.

The woman stopped moving again, it seemed those thrusts came purely from instinct.

Her pvssy itched somewhat, the c0ck’s movement felt less difficult; it even brought some pleasure.

Her pvssy contracted, it secreted some fluid.

Sylvie’s eyes heated, her chest heaved gently.

Unsure what thought drove her, she lifted her hips lightly, then sat down, she tested moving twice.

Pleasure now exceeded other sensations.

Her flesh contracted instinctively, it resisted the intense stretching.

Her lower body sensed the outline of this thing clearly.

So hard, so hot.

Sylvie recalled herself in the dream, she rocked her hips up and down instinctively, she held the long rod.

After rocking a few times, she found a rhythm, she felt a strange pleasure too.

Occasionally, her hips and abdomen collided with a slapping sound when she misjudged the force.

“Hmm… ugh.”

Sylvie bit her lip in restraint, her eye corners reddened somewhat, she couldn’t control some moans.

So comfortable.

It truly felt comfortable.

Her v4g1na’s fluid coated the c0ck slowly.

Sylvie moved at her comfortable rhythm.

Her strength waned, she moved then stopped, soon she tired.

Her eyes heated, she rocked her hips slowly in small motions.

The woman breathed heavily, her eyelids trembled but not opened.

Her red lips parted, they let out low moans, her gasps flushed faces red.

Sylvie’s hands rested by her head, the woman’s black hair spread behind.

Her delicate features showed fully, her thin eyelids trembled, her nose stood sharp, her long eye corners reddened, they hinted at erotic charm.

She couldn’t resist, she covered the woman’s eyes, she called softly amid rapid breaths, “Master.”

The hard c0ck’s tip poked her opening repeatedly, it filled her completely.

Sylvie quickened her hip rhythm, the movement smoothed increasingly, her fluid wet their joined place somewhat.

“Hmm… ugh…”

Sylvie’s eyes heated, the sleeping person below paused her breath slightly.

She thrust her waist unconsciously a few times.

Sylvie sat down, so it plunged solidly twice, their bodies slapped together.

“…”

Her rhythm broke, Sylvie felt a blank surge hit her brain.

She stiffened fully, intense pleasure overwhelmed her, she collapsed wholly on Wei Qing’s body, her v4g1na contracted tightly.

A flood leaked from deep within.