the next click

※Second part: Attention to sexy

Now, it's ring-in (also called bed-in).

By the way, my heart is pounding as to what kind of dangerous guy it will be,
It started with an unexpectedly sweet atmosphere.

From the bridge of my nose to my cheeks, chest and buttocks, he slowly and gently stroked me.
"Roma-chan is good~ Your nose is beautiful. Also, your skin is white... your chest... yeah, it's soft...
　But it's a butt... it's a nice butt... I like it... I like it..."

It's just me, but Romanee has a big butt.Strictly speaking, the pelvis is big.
After I was born, all the omikuji I pulled read, "Childbirth: easy delivery. Peace of mind."
It must be so because all the gods and Buddhas say so.The only problem is that there is no partner for easy delivery.Gassho.

He stroked my body for a while, and finally tapped my buttocks as if to test it.
"Yeah yeah. I'm getting excited. Hey, Roma-chan, this is what happened.
Is it Roma's fault?Do you understand?So I‥? ”

The man stands upright, and a thing suddenly appears in front of him.
Bakibaki Gingin.I unconsciously brace myself with a middle-of-the-road thing.

Hesitantly bring your face closer and put your lips on the tip...


The next moment, the back of the head was caught with tremendous force, and the thing that should have been in front of me was gone in an instant.
It passed through my throat and was stored in my esophagus.There is a gurgling sound as if the drain is backflowing.

"Irrumatio" is not lukewarm.This is an insert.

Push the piston into the upper hole with exactly the same pressure and speed as you would insert it into the lower hole.

"In the back of my throat... it makes me feel better ///"It's not the time to say something like that.
Not enough oxygen.Something that clearly exceeded the allowable amount well exceeded the entrance of the throat and blocked the end.
I can't breathe, I'm crying, my gastric juices are welling up.
Ah, the moment I thought it was dangerous, my hand pushed the man and finally the thing came off.
A triumph of survival instinct.

Breathe in oxygen while coughing heavily,
When you look at the man's appearance, it's a very calm "archaic smile".
With a gentle smile, she gently pushes me down...
Next, the neck was strangled.

The big man's big hand strangles my neck.
Squeeze... Squeeze... Squeeze... Huh?Are you still strangling?
It's been a minute, and it's the second time I'm running out of oxygen.

Isn't this play?With the strength of rehearsal for murder
Slowly but surely, I'm coming to stop the root of my breath.
I could afford to say that it was painful at first,
I definitely feel that my life is in danger.
funny, something is wrong

Even if you flutter your arms and legs unattractively,
There is no way I can compete with a man holding me down from above.
In vain resistance, my vision turns white
When I suddenly lost consciousness, I finally let go of my hand.
Because I fell down and peeled the whites of my eyes.


Searching for oxygen while choking again.
As expected, I glared at him, and the man looked at me with a gentler, gentler face.
Roma-chan is beautiful...she's beautiful...I finally found her...I love you Roma-chan...
It just repeats like gossip.


To be honest, my libido has already gone somewhere, and only the urge to leave this place as soon as possible remains.
Are men excited?Then I try to insert it "raw" into the bottom hole that is not even wet.

“Wouldn’t you put on a rubber band?”
"Have you ever done Roma-chan? It feels better live, right? I'll teach you."

As if waiting for me to say, "Ahh, insert it right now!"
It rubs against the entrance so as to flirt with it.

But even here
In the first place, it doesn't matter who you are against
Especially against such a bad guy
There's no way I'd serve you raw.

“Wouldn’t you put on a rubber band?”
Say it again.

"...ch"

Buddha's smile changed completely, and on his face was firmly written, "Mako woman don't talk in front of me."

And he didn't even try to hide his dissatisfaction anymore.
Instead of lubricating, he spat into my entrance.

Collision training

Of course, it is excellent at compatibility with emergency insertion! ! !I was so surprised ♡ there is no punch line.
Is it so empty to have sex when your head is full of thoughts and your heart is dead?
There is no pleasure, just follow the rhythm of the waist as it is put in and taken out.
Nothing more, nothing less.

By the way, it doesn't end for free even during insertion.
〆 is spanking.

Stick your ass out.Push me up.and an order is given.
Well, it's coming, so I move my buttocks frilly as if to obediently invite me on all fours.
Soon after, instead of peshinppeshin, a bang, bang, bang waved through.

Romanee is so pleasant
"Ah!" or "Umm♡" with a glossy voice...

Instead of

"Ugh...!" "Aggy..."
Severe pain and the vibration of being hit resounded with a “frog voice” that was pushed out of the mouth even if it didn’t like it.

I wouldn't be surprised if it came this far, but I don't think this guy would notice if I switched places with my puffy sex doll.
It doesn't matter if I am a human or a thing,
Anything is fine as long as you can release your desires.


It goes far beyond tingling pain,
It turns into a needle-like pain.

By the way, when I reflected my buttocks in the mirror later, instead of red bruises,
The flesh was torn and bleeding.


Romane has no intention of denying SM or special play,
I don't think you can do either without mutual agreement and trust.
At least, unless a girl you meet for the first time asks for it
It's not good for a person to force a non-body.

picture?Romane?You didn't say a single word this time, did you? ? ? ? ? ?
Also, Ashishi's propensity is super normal, so his special play is Choberiba No Senkyu.


Do you think this is the end of my painful story?
To be frank, it's not hard to talk like this,
For me, the content of the last click of the tongue is
This is the saddest story in this column.

Game over

Work experience: sex doll time is over.
The hardships of these girls (things) must have been this much, and I was given an unforgettable experience.

One man said,
"Roma-chan's hole is nice~. Everything is good! It's sturdy! I like the fact that it doesn't look like it will break!"
I'm lucky to meet such a good girl (conveniently)~
See you soon!Do you think about future relationships? ”
What a carefree thing to say.She liked it a lot.
This is"I'll never see you again, you fucking old man."Even though I don't think so.

After that, the story continued, and the exhilaration when I laid down the volleyball player,
Watching a big woman groan painfully, tearing up and begging her to stop
I heard that it's an irreplaceable pleasure to bang your hips and "cum inside".
(It seems that the bigger the woman, the more excited she gets.)

Roma-chan, if you want to go out with me from now on, you have to get used to vaginal cum shot~
Rubber is special only this time, right? ?said while pouting.

I wonder if this guy's dick is rotten.
seriously.



However, a situation occurs in which the satisfied atmosphere turns around.
It was a casual word when we were holding hands in bed.

"Roma-chan, your hands are big, aren't they?"
"Is that so~? It's true that she might be bigger than a normal girl~"
"Fuun"
It's strangely kneading.


We talked about ramblings again, and it was time to go home.
When I stretched out the towels scattered on the bed and lightly folded them,
I feel a stare behind me.

Next, I pulled out the bathrobe from the futon and rolled it up, as expected, as expected.
When I turned around, the man's expression was cold and he said a word in an emotionless voice.


"Hey, Roma-chan, is there anything you're hiding from me?"
 

the last click

A complete change from the cat stroking voice just before, and I was confused as to what was going on.
What?Do you feel mature?Did you feel the shadow of the man?
I was in a hurry wondering where the crack was, and an unexpected answer came back.

"I didn't want you to hide it. I wanted you to be honest. I was hurt because I liked you."

"But people who notice like me will notice. I'm sorry I couldn't be deceived."





"Roma-chan, are you really a man?"



I didn't understand what he was saying.It certainly felt like someone had hit the back of his head with a blunt object.
I feel dizzy and dizzy.
I managed to squeeze out my voice,"Why do you think so?"I barely heard.


The man touched my face as if to confirm something,
Then she rubs my chest and buttocks as if looking for something.
"You're unnatural. Everything. Don't you know?"

"Your face doesn't look natural. Did you play with your nose? Did you get an injection? No, it looks like a woman. It's very well done. I thought I was being deceived."

"Sex was fun too. You're strong and you don't have to hold back (laughs) But I feel like you know how a man feels. You probably know because you're the same man, right? What makes you happy when you're done, timing. You know, it's unnatural."

"How can I say it, my nails are sweet (laughs).


My vision flickers and blurs.
The insults and humiliations were so intense that all the organs in my body became hot, and I felt like I was in a mess with anger and nausea.
But let me hear this.


"Have you ever had a relationship with the person who actually performed the surgery?"

I wonder if I had even a glimpse of that characteristic, such as an artificial hole or a trace of a stick.


"There's no way I can. I'm only interested in women. It's disgusting to be a faggy woman."


"Then you don't know if I was really a man."




"...ch"



I got my tongue smacked.
The conversation ended there.With a look of deep contempt, the man said,
He handed me several ten thousand bills... no, he threw them into the air.


While vaguely thinking that if you're going to do it, you should do it more flashy,
The man got dressed and left the room without looking back.
 

I want to be an electric mouse

Let's go back to the beginning of this column.
I have an "unforgettable memory".
I wouldn't go so far as to call it trauma, but it's a deep-seated nani stuck like a thorn in the "nucleus" that makes me who I am.
Is it something that goes through my mind every now and then, messing up my self-esteem and never disappearing?


For Romanée, the play of “playing 〇〇” that was popular when she was in elementary school is still a thorn that hasn’t come off 20 years later.

Anyone would know the story of a national anime about traveling with a monster in your pocket.
In the lower grades of elementary school, everyone competed for a cute character.
But what was most popular was the fact that the main character loved her unconditionally and was always by her side.
Yellow electric mouse.

The girls take turns as red foxes, pink roundies, and electric rats.
She became a cute character and was petted and loved by her owner.
I am always envious and envious of that.
I was so jealous that I was in tears.

Because I'm hulking and unlovable, so it's still better if it's a fire-breathing dog or horse, go!Beat it!and
Most of the time I was given the role of a blue turtle or a red dragon.

"Normal girls" are gently stroked and loved,
As a “woman like a man,” I was hit on the back and made to face a wall first, demanding that I protect everyone.
always, always, always



Thinking that I remembered something unpleasant, I sighed and sprawled on the bed where the ten thousand bills were scattered.

You said that Roma-chan's nose is beautiful.
I told you that holes might be good, and that big butts are the best.
I told you that sex with you feels good.

I can't believe I'm doing whatever I want with a human body“You liar!....
What kind of punch line is that?

Ahhh.I'm going to do it.
It's been a long time since I've felt like this.



After all, in the years when pretend play was popular, I never said it once.
I wanted to be an electric mouse too.
Not beasts to be whipped, not beasts to be allowed to exist with their heads bowed,
Being recognized and loved just by being there.


"I want to be an electric mouse too."



Even in a place like this that sells "women", it's a big miscalculation that I can't be treated as a "woman".
I was blown away in a flashy way today too...I'm devastated! !Romanee leaves with a laugh alone.
I haven't exchanged line, but just in case, I sent a short thank you to the man's short mail,
In the social commentary, put "I would appreciate it if you have another chance".
It's out of my mind, but I don't think I'll ever get a reply back.


Tobotobo and go through the exit of the hotel alone.
It's another story that I felt like I was about to cry on the glass door as I passed by.