He practiced for a few weeks, and his vindictiveness did not increase much at all, but he was just out of the seed level, but the false fire continued to rise.
Every time he runs his vindictive spirit along the guided line for a week in accordance with the exercises, he will feel dry and thirsty, and his little brother will be raised high in anger, and it will last for a few hours.
Before practicing this unlucky technique, he could shoot it out in half an hour at most, but now, no matter how hard he tried, his second dick turned purple, but he couldn't shoot it out.
After shooting the pistol for half an hour as usual, Leach glanced at his penis, tilted like a mallet.
This thing is a lot thicker, a lot longer, and a lot harder. When it was cocked up, it was only as thick as two fingers together, a slap long, and almost as hard as a rubber stick. Now it's as thick as a child's arm, and it's almost a foot in length., As hard as a rubber stick wrapped in iron.
What Leach wanted most at the moment was to use this "stick" to beat the female knights in the camp severely, including his master Miss Dinah, but he had the heart but not the guts.
The idea of hitting those female knights seems unlikely.
Leach sat up all at once. A few days ago, he was thinking about finding a woman. He knew that there was a place where women could be found. As long as they were willing to spend money, those women would be willing to sleep with you.
He didn't even dare to think about this kind of thing before, on the one hand because of his age, and on the other because he had no money.
Leach stood up and opened the drawer and took out a few banknotes from the cracks behind the drawer.
This is his one-month salary and he earns more than his parents. Knight is definitely a promising profession.
Leach thought about taking out the money to supplement his family, but his headache was how to explain the source of the money? The most reasonable explanation seems to be "stealing", "robbing" and "kidnapping"" Isn't this causing trouble for yourself?
Unable to think of a way, Leach had to hide the money in this place for the time being, and now the money is finally useful.
Leach took a few banknotes and stuffed them into his pocket, said hello to his mother and ran out the door.
It was already dark outside, and there were no street lights in the old town, but fortunately, all the houses on both sides showed lights.
The place where women can be easily found is in the east of the old town, almost close to the city wall. Most of the people who look for women there are soldiers. Leach is not sure if his father has been there. If he has been there, he would be so sorry for his mother.
The old town is not very big, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to walk over.
It was a dilapidated alley with three-story houses on both sides, that is, the whole house was separated from many rooms, and each room was as small as a pigeon shed. Hazy lights appeared in the narrow windows of these houses.
There are street lights in this alley, and they seem to be burning kerosene because the lights are dim.
A beautifully dressed woman in the street lamp leaned her back against the wall, and as soon as she saw a man passing by, she immediately wrapped it up prettily.
Leach's heart was pounding, he had never experienced such a scene before.
Suddenly he saw a familiar figure.
In a dimly lit corner, stood a girl about his age. The girl had big eyes and her maroon hair was scattered, looking dazed and helpless. Her figure was slender, and her face looked pale even in the dim light.
Leach looked at the girl in surprise. This was the girl of his dreams and the most beautiful girl in the class.
"Isabel, why are you here?"
Leach couldn't help asking.
This sudden question was like a whip pulled down, the girl shuddered all over, she opened her eyes wide all at once, and in an instant her expression became extremely frightened.
A woman around 20 years old next to her with heavy makeup leaned over and said, "The men here are here for fun, and of course the women are out for sale. Since you are friends, why don't you just take care of the business, this little girl is also very pitiful..."
The woman ended her words with a long sigh. ...
There was only one bed made of wooden planks in the narrow and low-slung room. There was no bedding on the bed, only some cardboard.
Leach's female classmate walked in front, her expression was calm, but her movements were very skilled. She took out a stack of old newspapers from the box under the bed, quickly spread it on the cardboard, and then began to undress.
Isabel was very thin, and Leach could see that it was obviously due to malnutrition. In his memory, the previous Isabel was not so thin.
Not only was she thin, but Isabel was also extremely pale, without any blood color and faintly blue. Her buttocks were small, her buttocks were tight, and there was a sparse clump of fragrant grass between her legs.
Her ribs are very clear, a pair of jade breasts are only the size of fists, they are slightly bent, and the two blushes on the jade breasts are fascinating.
Just as he was thinking about it, Isabel had already taken off her clothes and began to help him undress.
As soon as he untied the belt, Leach's penis jumped out all at once.
Isabel used to be Leach's dream girl, and she was the object of his fantasies while masturbating countless times, so since then, his penis has been tilted, but it was blocked by his pants and he couldn't get out.
A pair of slender and cold hands gently held the penis, it felt so comfortable, Leach enjoyed it so much that he raised his head and stood there with his eyes slightly closed.
He didn't notice that Isabel frowned imperceptibly.
Isabel's hand clenched the huge penis tightly, moving quickly, her mouth uttered "Hmm...hmm..."
A voice full of temptation.
This is a technique she learned from other women, and many men surrendered their guns when she got it like this. At this moment, she would rather be able to finish the matter as soon as possible, and being whored by a familiar person made her feel extremely humiliated and helpless.
Leach didn't know what the girl of his dreams thought, at this moment he was completely immersed in enjoyment. The taste of hitting a pistol with Isabel's slender and gentle hand is really completely different from the feeling of hitting a pistol with his own hand.
Although Leach was very comfortable, he also found something very bad. Leach felt that not only did the false fire on his body not vent at all, but it burned more and more vigorously, and his penis was swollen and painful.
After shooting the pistol for a long time, Isabel's hands were already a little sour. She knew that there was no way for Leach to shoot out with her hands alone, only by more stimulating means.
Leaning forward, she opened her mouth to hold Leach's little brother in her mouth, her flexible tongue licked gently on the glans the size of a duck egg, sometimes sweeping across the shallow groove on the lower side of the glans, and sometimes drilling twice on the horse's eyes. Sometimes it is scraped twice with your teeth.
After playing with it for a while, Isabel finally swallowed the huge penis, but Leach's stuff was too long, even if it reached the mouth of Isabel's throat, it only went in for a short time.
Leach, who had never enjoyed this kind of service before, only felt that his mind was blank, and his body seemed to be falling constantly, but he just couldn't get to the bottom. The second dick was wrapped gently, enjoying the care he had never had before, and the feeling of warmth and dampness was really wonderful.
But at the same time, the virtual fire in the body was also uncontrollably scurrying around, the largest one gathered in the lower abdomen, pounding the penis in waves, as if to release, but unfortunately, it was knocked back every time.
Isabel, who was giving Leach oral sex, clearly felt Leach's penis swell in her mouth, which was a sign of ejaculation, so she licked and squeezed harder and harder, but a quarter of an hour passed, and there was still no response.
"Can you..."
Leach was embarrassed to say it. Although he was very comfortable and enjoying it, he wanted to have sex more and have sex with the girl of his dreams.
"I see."
Isabel said softly, she spit out Leach's little brother, walked to the bed and asked, "Are you on it or am I on it?""
Leach couldn't wait anymore and pushed Isabel down. He had already done this kind of thing countless times in fantasy, but it was the first time in reality.
For the first time, he was naturally inexperienced, and he collided several times in a row, but he failed to send his little brother into Isabel's body.
Isabel sighed and stretched out her hand to help Leach hold the opening of the cave.
This time it went very smoothly, and he went in all at once. Leach suddenly felt that his penis was tightly wrapped in a layer of soft flesh, which was a bit different from just now.
He began to keep thrusting, his hands were not idle, and he stroked Isabel's body everywhere. This was the first time he stroked a woman's body, and he didn't know where to start.
Isabel lay on the bed with her eyes closed, staring blankly at the ceiling. She silently endured the joy of sex, the sorrow in her heart, or the endless humiliation, but gradually, all the flavors were overwhelmed by a kind of crisp itch emanating from the bones..