Reincarnated In Testament Of New Devil

When the green color magic circle faded away into thin particles of light from Basara's hand, a magical collar appeared on Emiko's neck. The collar was an indication that the curse had activated as Emiko fell down on her knees. She began gasping for air as sweat trickled down her already wet body. Her skin too on ruddy shade and her aura practically started blazing with a passionate red color as it started cooking around Basara's body in a possessive manner. There was a dark blush on her face as she looked at Basara as her body kept trembling slightly.

A wide wolfish grin appeared on Basara's face as he looks licked his lips like a predator eyeing his prey. Emiko had always been a closet pervert. One with l.e.w.d fantasies and a submissive personality. Though no man had ever laid a hand on her body and neither did any man ever gain her attraction, Basara was an exception. Though she had several l.e.w.d thoughts she couldn't imagine doing anything with anyone other than Basara. Basara picked Emiko up and dropped her on the bed a bit roughly. He knew that was a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t and she wanted to be treated roughly.

After dropping her on the bed, Basara slowly took off his clothes. He took off his trench coat and began slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Once he unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt, he slowly took it off. The blush on Emiko's face became even deeper as she started at Basara's figure. His lean body, wide c.h.e.s.t, ten pack abs and muscles were continuously drawing her eyes to them. She s.e.xily bit her lower lip as she began running her t.h.i.g.hs as a pungent smell began spreading throughout the room and the juices started leaking from her garden. After taking his shirt off, Basara was left half n.a.k.e.d as he climbed on top of Emiko.

He stole her first kiss as he planted his lips on her beautiful pink lips. Basara began s.u.c.k.i.n.g on her lips as she gladly accepted his passion. Basara separated from her momentarily and Emiko tried to take his lips again. Basara was satisfied with he reaction as he kissed again and pushed his tongue inside her mouth. He began exploring her mouth with his tongue while exploring her body with his hands. Basara threw the towel away and began greedily kneading her large b.r.e.a.s.ts. Emiko quickly caught up with his movements and began reciprocating his kiss as their tongues intertwined while they stayed each other's saliva.

She wrapped her arms around Basara's head and Basara began punching her n.i.p.p.l.es with n.i.p.p.l.es. Emiko suddenly m.o.a.n.e.d loudly from the sudden stimulation and Basara figuring out her s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e began punching her n.i.p.p.l.es while s.u.c.k.i.n.g on her tongue. Emiko began m.o.a.ning loudly from the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e she was feeling as she gave in to a mini o.r.g.a.s.m. Basara finally separated his lips from hers when he noticed that she was strong to breathe due to the lack of oxygen. Basara tightly clenched b.r.e.a.s.ts as she released a loud m.o.a.n and began l.i.c.k.i.n.g her pink protrusions.

He licked her pink n.i.p.p.l.es while drawing circles around her a.r.e.o.l.a using his tongue. He then began tightly s.u.c.k.i.n.g in her n.i.p.p.l.es while his one hand slid behind her, grabbing her b.u.t.t cheek while his other hand landed between her t.h.i.g.hs. Her sacred garden was drenched with holy juices as the end beneath them already had several stains. He began rubbings ND pinching her c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s as Emiko climaxed one more time. This time the color of the color on her neck changed from blue to violet blue, showing that her loyalty had increased by one level.

Basara then separated his lips from her n.i.p.p.l.es and lowered his face. He spread her legs apart using both of his hand as he directly looked at her p.u.s.s.y. It's was releasing squelching sounds as juices oozed out from it while her cute little c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s was trembling in excitement. Basara inhaled the pungent smell that was being released from her p.u.s.s.y. The smell caused his own member to become rock hard as he stuck his tongue out and began l.i.c.k.i.n.g the juices off of her. Emiko began m.o.a.ning again as she began pushing Basara's head towards her garden. Basara drank the delicious juices oozing out from her that had a strange but addictive taste. By now, Basara already knew that each woman had a different smell and taste and Emiko was no exception to this rule.

Basara then focused his attention on her c.l.i.t and began s.u.c.k.i.n.g on it while he used his fingers to play with her p.u.s.s.y. Emiko kept m.o.a.ning as Basara felt we c.l.i.t becoming a little bigger. Basara began slowly chewing on her c.l.i.t as she m.o.a.n.e.d seven more loudly. Basara then bit her c.l.i.t a bit more hardly as Emiko almost shouted "Aaahhh!!" Juices stared fusing out from her p.u.s.s.y again as the color on her collar again change from violet-blue to violet-red. Basara quicly planted his lips on her p.u.s.s.y lips began s.u.c.k.i.n.g all the juices that she was releasing. After drinking a the juices, Basara inserted his tongue inside her p.u.s.s.y as he began exploring her insides.

Her p.u.s.s.y walls wrapped around his tongue as Basara wriggled his tongue inside her. Since Basara's heritage was sonic, he also had a longer tongue than usual. Using his long tongue Basara traces her isnides and collected all of he previous juice sin his mouth while savouring their taste. After a few more minutes, Basara separated his lips from her and sat on the bed. He then ordered in a commanding tone "Get up." Emiko, as if doing so instinctively, immediately sprang up from her previous position. Her eyes darted towards his pants as she noticed the large bulge that had formed don his black colored pants.

Without being told anything else, she brought her face closer to his crotch and began untying his belt using her teeth like a s.e.xy nymph. After his pants fell down, her eyes widened when she saw the abnormally large tent on his boxers.....