Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

Baichuan didn't react in time and didn't even have a chance to escape.

"Hey, if you want to do it, go home. Wait, don't do it even when you get home. What are you doing?!" Jackie's face turned red as she hurriedly pulled Shirakawa and Miike apart from the deep kiss between adults.

The invisible Maki also saw what Miike and Shirakawa did, and reflexively wanted to go over and stop them.

But when I thought about the fact that I was "invisible", I had to give up.

Coming to a place like this and kissing Miike like this, Shirakawa is indeed a shameless scumbag.

But he went to save Akita teacher...

Could it be that he is the kind of person who has the shortcoming of being lustful, but is actually a good man?

Maki couldn't help but start to fantasize that if Shirakawa married her as the destined person in the future, he would go out at night and tell her that he wanted to play with others, and then come home and pamper her doubly.

It's not impossible...

But she is the discipline committee member, and this kind of thing is obviously... not good.

Both morally and psychologically.

But think about it from another perspective, I am the only one who can possibly accept Baichuan, who is so passionate and lustful.

Since he is the destined person, you must accept everything about him.

Maki began to fall into endless entanglement again. She didn't know what kind of feelings to use towards Shirakawa.

"Hey, Jackie," after the kiss, Sanchi turned around and said, "Do you want to try this feeling too?"

155. This game is about to start with jail time!

"Me? Me too..." The sudden question confused Jackie.

"Sanchi, be normal!" Shirakawa chopped Sanchi on the head with a knife.

How did a partner of justice suddenly become a partner of lust?

"Ouch, it hurts! I was just kidding, just kidding." Sanchi covered his head and begged for mercy.

Jackie then realized that they were just kissing each other like adults.

Although Jackie says that she is free and open-minded and loves to play and have fun, she is still a little conservative deep down because of the discipline of her family.

"No, you two...you, you." Jackie blushed and didn't know what to say.

"It's just a kiss between good friends, it's nothing, right?"

This is not what friends should do!

Maki and Jackie complained in unison in their minds.

Perhaps the two were also influenced by the environment of the Nagasaki Club. The behaviors that they originally considered immoral and indecent in school became barely acceptable in this place.

In this devil's den, kissing is a painless thing.

At least Baichuan hasn't taken action against the staff in the club...

"Stop arguing," Bai Chuan raised his finger and made a silencing gesture.

Originally, Baichuan wanted to win by surprise, but he didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to show up halfway. It's really uncertain whether he can win this game.

I have to go find more props, Baichuan stood up and trotted away.

On the stage, the principal's performance was over. The fat woman was shaking with exhaustion, and her knees were red and swollen.

With flushed cheeks and heavy breathing, she got up from the ground. Although exhausted, she looked happy and cheerful. She hurriedly changed out of her swimsuit and returned it to the principal. Only then did the audience notice that her waist and arms were covered with red marks.

The principal looked at this "work of art" he made with his own hands, his heart filled with pride and excitement.

The winner of this game should be me.

But he didn't know that this kind of role-playing and rude behavior had already lost the favor of many normal middle-aged people in the audience.

The principal packed up his things and left the stage, and the host began the final introduction.

“The competition is coming to an end, and now we would like to invite the last contestant.

Baichuan found a few makeup eggs and black eye masks, and hurried over with a thick and long hemp rope.

The audience in the audience looked at these props with disapproval, they were probably just some rope bondage and vibration stuff, they had seen these operations several times throughout the night, they were no longer interested in them.

But soon after, Suzuki Miko also came on stage and sat on the piano stool in front of the piano in the corner.

The audience began to whisper.

"What's going on? Why do you bring an assistant?"

"Hey, aren't these the two who were playing cards at the gambling table just now?"

"Huh? Why is my sister here? Are they having a concert?"

Everyone is talking at once, saying whatever they want.

This fat woman is also a permanent staff member here and has never seen Baichuan's mask or the lower half of his face.

Probably a newcomer.

Newcomers are usually quite "shy" and don't dare to play freely. Besides, the principal had just disciplined them so vigorously that the fat woman didn't have any expectations for this young man.

Baichuan walked up to the fat woman, handed her three makeup eggs and an eye mask, and told her to wear them on specific parts of her body.

The fat woman covered all her parts, put on the blindfold at last, and waited obediently there.

Shirakawa took one end of the rope and tied it to the inside of the piano. He held the other end in his hand and pulled hard to straighten the rope.

"Sister Suzuki, try playing it!"

Suzuki Miko's thin fingers flew over the keys and she talked for a while. At the same time, the rope in Shirakawa's hand began to vibrate slightly due to the sound of music.

"how do you feel?"

“The keys are harder to press than before and a little uncomfortable, but it does not affect normal performance.”

"it is good."

Since it does not interfere with normal performance, you can proceed to the next step.

Shirakawa tied knots on the rope, each of which was slightly larger than a quail egg. He then pulled the other end of the rope and tied it to the railing under the stage.

As a final step, Shirakawa pulled the fat woman to the stretched rope and put her arms over it.

The fat woman only felt the tight rope tightening around her arms and armpits.

"When the music starts, you move forward," Baichuan ordered.

The fat woman nodded.

The audience in the audience couldn't wait any longer, wondering what this man was doing.

Everything is ready.

Shirakawa and Suzuki Miko were sitting in front of the piano together, Suzuki was sitting outside and Shirakawa was sitting inside. He didn't know how to play the piano, so he could only pretend to put his hands on the keys, but in fact he was holding the remote control tightly in his hand.

Shirakawa nodded towards Suzuki Miko.

Suzuki Miko began to play the piano, and the lively and cheerful sound filled the entire club.

The hemp rope was also driven by the vibration of the strings and keys inside the piano.

To others, there is no change in the rope, but the fat woman who is being strangled by the rope can feel it "sensitively".

At the same time, Baichuan began to adjust the remote control in his hand.

The fat woman began to move forward slowly, and as the pitch of the piano rose and fell, the vibration frequency of the rope began to change.

Baichuan's hands were not idle either. He kept adjusting the frequency of the remote control in his hand according to his own musical sense, making it hum.

But this is not enough to give fat women enough pleasure.

Until her armpit touched the first knot.

The knot sank directly into her armpit, and the knot vibrated slowly with the music. The sudden strange feeling made her feel strange, and at the same time, she felt a full sense of comfort.

Baichuan then used the remote control to increase the intensity, and the woman's sexual desire was suddenly aroused.

The woman walked forward and crossed the "hill and gravel" with difficulty.

The fat woman felt a sense of emptiness under her armpits, and her pace gradually quickened as she began to look forward to the next knot.

The audience was silent.

The fat woman was wearing a blindfold and had no idea that she was walking towards the audience.

While listening to the melodious music, the audience watched the woman walking towards them with difficulty.

The woman, with an unbearable sense of emptiness, desire, a flushed body, and anxious breathing, slowly moved closer and closer.

The wealthy and powerful people who had seen countless women could not hold back their curiosity. They leaned forward with their eyes wide open, admiring the beautiful spring scenery that was getting closer and closer.

Over time, when you do it more often, those "pleasant things" themselves will easily become boring, but as long as you see the other person's subtle and just right changes in expression, or dissatisfaction, or disgust when being coerced but having to do it, you can feel a different kind of pleasure.

Miike's legs were folded together and moved slightly. She was looking forward to Shirakawa treating her like this one day.

It's like a scene from a detective movie.

I saw that everyone around me was paying attention to the fat woman.

Miike's actions also began to become bolder.

Jackie blushed, and although she turned her head away and avoided looking, her eyes would still glance at the intersection of the rope and her body from time to time.

Maki was so confused and obsessed that she could no longer bear it. She secretly walked onto the stage, came behind Shirakawa, pressed her right shoulder with her right hand, hung her head on Shirakawa's left shoulder, and began to sniff Shirakawa's scent.

"What!?" Shirakawa shuddered. He knew it was Maki who came, but he could only endure it and insist on finishing the performance.

When the smell rushed into her nostrils, she forgot all her uneasiness and dissatisfaction with Baichuan, and no longer considered the contradictions and entanglements. She just wanted more, more and more.

Maki's hair caressed Shirakawa's cheek. Seeing that Shirakawa didn't react, she raised her legs and kneeled on the piano seat. She leaned forward, turned her head slightly, and faced Shirakawa.

Shirakawa thought Maki was satisfied and walked away, but he didn't expect that the next second, his mouth was touched by something soft.

"Hey, uh, Maki... um."

Maki kissed him over and over again like a chick pecking at rice, and Shirakawa couldn't even speak fluently.

We are obviously the couple destined to be together, how could you come to a place like this without telling me, and how could you let that Sanchi be so intimate and get there first?

Maki doesn't know it yet, but her dearest sister, Midori Sakura, has already killed the game.

Facing an invisible enemy, Baichuan could only dodge randomly.

"What's wrong, my little husband?" Suzuki Miko noticed that Shirakawa was acting strangely and asked while playing the piano.

"No, I'm fine." Baichuan pretended to be calm.

With jealousy, Maki began to stretch out her little snake, sliding it between Shirakawa's lips, trying to find an opportunity to drill in.

I want to try a kiss like that just now.

Shirakawa closed his lips tightly and clenched his teeth, not giving Maki any chance.

Why can she do it but I can't?

Maki felt a different kind of jealousy in her heart, and seeing that Shirakawa was unmoved by her persuasion, she had no choice but to look for other targets.

So she aimed at Shirakawa's armpits.

By the way, Baichuan's smell is so good, wouldn't the stronger smell be even better?

Maki crawled under the piano, half-crouched, stared at Shirakawa, and began to sniff slightly.

Maki couldn't smell anything through the layer of cloth.

Well...

Maki didn't want to miss this great opportunity. Since Shirakawa was here, it would be okay for her to attack more fiercely.

Maki gritted her teeth, leaned her head forward, and sniffed desperately.

"Eh!!" Baichuan was suddenly attacked, shouted, and sat up straight.

"What's wrong again?" Suzuki Miko asked. Shirakawa's behavior has been quite strange since just now.