As Blanche delicate body shook from Lucas's vigorous thrusts, she thought in panic that she had actively cooperated in becoming Jameson's brother's sex slave, which was clearly a form of self-punishment. How could she get pleasure from it?
She tried her best to resist the pleasure in her heart, so she shouted obscene words in a soft voice to divert her attention.
"...Master is so powerful...Chamber Pot is going to be fucked to death...Chamber Pot's asshole...is going to be broken...Master...the cock is so thick...so hot...Chamber Pot's asshole...is going to burn...so comfortable...Master...thank you, Master..."
As she shouted, Blanche Nord began to shout about how good she felt, completely forgetting about the distraction.
Lucas smiled knowingly, pressed his hands on Blanche slender waist, and rushed forward with a fierce posture, making the frail beauty shake her head, and her long hair soaked with sweat fluttered in the wind.
