Chapter 27: Going to the Restroom

　　Inside the thin, not soundproof curtain, Lina was played with from top to bottom, corner to corner.

　　He pushed his rod into her pussy and fucked her hard and rough, holding her still and letting his cock wrap around her pussy flesh and soak it, grinding it against the center of her flower, or pulling it out and squeezing it into the cracks of her legs and rubbing it against her pussy.

　　The tits, which were already pink in color, were pinched into different shapes in his hands.

　　Nipples were grabbed and kneaded with his fingers, rubbed enough, and then eaten into his mouth and sucked.

　　"No more ... so tired ... I don't want it ..."

　　Lina was so nappy she was doing nothing but crying and moaning and begging for mercy.

　　"Then let's sleep."

　　Jackson, who had stopped moving, held her tightly, with no intention of letting go a little.

　　Having just tasted the wonders of sex, with so much energy and holding his favorite, Jackson couldn't stop. He could not wait to soak his cock in Lina's pussy water so that her pussy has always been on his cock and never take it off.

　　With the meat stick still in her pussy, the comfort of being filled was always stimulating Lina, but she was sleepy.

　　In a daze, the man on top of her didn't seem to stop.

　　It tickled.

　　Perhaps because she was so sleepy, Lina didn't dream all night.

　　The strange touch on her face made her open her eyes, and Jackson's face was reflected in her pupils.

　　"Morning."

　　The man smiled genuinely like the neighbor's big blonde.

　　I don't know if it was the sleep that had suddenly gotten the better of him, but his smile wasn't that different from what she saw regularly, not at all like it had been last night.

　　There was a feeling of soreness in her body, the man's cock was still stuck in her pussy, and the slightest movement of Lina would be held down by Jackson for a few hard thrusts.

　　Not wanting to let go of Lina, Jackson didn't even pull his cock out as he carried her off the bed.

　　Again in this humiliating position of peeing, Lina turned red and struggled to get down and go on her own, "Let go of me, I want to go down and use the restroom."

　　I thought she would be free if she said she wanted to go to the bathroom, but after hearing those words, the cock stuck in her pussy instead throbbed and seemed a little excited.

　　"I'll take you." Jackson quirked his mouth in excitement.

　　He even purposely slithered around with Lina in his arms in front of Mike's eyes.

　　It made Mike's eyebrows jump as he watched.

　　Not that he minded Jackson holding and fucking Lina all night, he was just offended in the extreme.

　　It was obvious that he knew Lina was like this, and the fact that the man who normally looked quite normal wasn't going to give up and had learned to enjoy it without any teacher wasn't the result he had expected.

　　Only Eric got out of bed very calmly, giving Mike a watchful look in the process.

　　Just like that, she was being carried to the toilet by Jackson in a peeing position.

　　The meat stick is still inserted in her pussy, such a shameful position, how can she pee, "Don't ... you let me go down ... please ... This way ... I can't pee like this ..."

　　The woman's pussy was giving him a nappy in the same position, making the blood run a little cold.

　　He could also see her white mound, the mouth of her cunt stretched open by his cock, her round tits, and the tips of the two nipples that stood up on top of them more clearly now than at night.

　　What's more, he could see Lina's face, which was reddening even at the base of her ears from shame.

　　It was something he used to dream of wishing he could touch.

　　"Give a cock fuck for a while and you'll be able to pee."

　　Jackson rubbed the side of Lina's face affectionately and, despite her struggles, continued to move his hips so much to fuck her pussy that had gotten wet so early in the morning.

　　The urge to pee teetered on the edge of being uncontrollable.

　　Lina was being fucked by him so much, and because of the soreness and pleasure soon, there was no way to control her urethra anymore.

　　"Don't ... how can you do this ... it's so humiliating ... don't look... ...Please ... I don't ... don't pee ..."

　　No matter how much she struggled it was useless.

The pattering urine shot out in Jackson's thrusts, drenching the toilet bowl with a shameful sound.