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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
Sexy Women Slaves. 41
Collection of Adult and Erotic Manga Stories with Nude Pictures
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Emily White
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Introduction
Follow-me!
Chapter 42. Part 2
Thank You!
Welcome to a captivating journey where my enthralling stories seamlessly intertwine with enchanting illustrations that redefine the very essence of desire in the world of hentai erotica.
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Lola - Reboot.
It was done, there was no turning back, Lola and I were a couple. That weekend was a roller coaster of feelings, I had been the laziest, most obnoxious casanova I could be for almost four months, I was having fun, having slaves like Liz, inexperienced lovers like Jeni, and real wolves like Yasira or Eli. With a wide range of women, tall or short, skinny or chubby, blonde, brunette, or dyed, I would choose them all, and at least give them a taste of my ferocity once, and if they passed the test, they would continue as long as they lasted. If I went out to eat, I'd bang the waitress, if I went to the movies, the one from the popcorn stand, if I went to the club, the hottest go-go girl, or if I needed to buy clothes, the salesgirl. I didn't care, I had so much anger inside, because of my pent-up emotions over Ana's breakup, that I took a chance on my sister's friends, and even so, I didn't stop. Even though I was exhausted, or I could catch any STD.
I've only told you the relevant ones, but every place I went, I wasn't looking at the women, I was looking at the next victims, and it worked, I was on the crest of a wave of disinhibition and sex. And I'd blown it all to hell, for an aggressive, territorial, easily irritated choni, because, ironically, Lola calmed me down.
At the end of the weekend with my friends, and to say goodbye to them in that torrential rain, I stayed with Lola as long as possible, and although it would be normal, we didn't have sex, it was just caresses and strokes. I was lost in her eyes, blue and bright, Lola blushed when she saw me looking at her like that. We sat on the couch downstairs, surrounded by towels as we were wet from the pool and the downpour that fell on us. She sat on my lap, wrapping my arms and a towel around her, I could pet her and go over her beautiful, delicate body, but I couldn't take my eyes off that restless, lively gaze. I wanted to see beyond her face, my agile and contemptuous mind was trying to think of a thousand ways that Lola was a fraud, something unreal, maybe Eleanor, Ana, or even Jeni and Lucia had reason to want revenge on me, but I had a feeling that if Lola was an artifice, they had won that game for me. I was so madly in love with her that I wouldn't have cared if they all walked in at the same time, with a TV crew behind them and a huge "Inocente" dummy.
I had built a wall around myself, and the woman in my arms, an undeveloped girl, barely 5'7" and under fifty-five pounds, had knocked it down. "No, it can't be a fake," I'd have my own arguments for thinking so, logically, I'd known Lola before the mess in the apartment, and even if she'd been paid later, she was either the best actress ever, or she was just a kid, following the fashions of a frowning urban tribe. You can't mask a certain lack of words, mental acuity, or physical reactions. And if I could, when she gets her sixth Oscar, I could always brag to people that I fucked that woman.
I drove her home and we parted with a long, slow kiss, and I spanked her ass as she leaned over my chest to reach my face with her lips, and she responded with a punch to my belly, right where it still hurt from the stab I'd received not much more than a week ago. My reaction made her pale for a moment, and then she kissed me again, laughing. She was acting more like a best friend than my girlfriend, yet she still gave me an erection when I looked at her ass as she got out of the car. When I got home, I ran to get my cell phone, it was ringing on the floor, I had left it on the coffee table and it had vibrated so much that it just sat there.
Me: Yes...?
LIZ: What do you mean you already have a girlfriend, you piece of shit!!!! - I had to pull my phone away from my ear because of her screaming.
Me: What's wrong with you?
LIZ: You're asking me?!!! But weren't you going to break up with her? !!!!
I was going...but what can I say...I love her.
LIZ: Ah, very nice, and now...what, are you going to play with us, like we're pawns?
Me: Actually, no...I thought that.... since I'm in a serious relationship.... well... - I couldn't find a delicate way to say it -.... come on, you need to get out of my house - the screaming he did was so loud, that after two minutes I decided to hang up. She called me back the same way and I hung up again, and by the third time she seemed clearer.
LIZ: Look, I'm sorry about all this, I'll come to you and we'll talk about it....