The struggling female magician

A flash of magical light erupted, and a black hurricane burst forth from the note, transforming into a shockwave that struck Tsuchimikado Motoharu, sending him flying and crashing heavily into a pulled-down roller shutter door, leaving a noticeable human-shaped dent.

"Ptooey." Spitting out the note from her mouth, Oriana Thomson stood up, her tone even more seductive, "Such a rough, youthful vibe, I don't dislike it either." However, despite her words, Oriana Thomson showed no mercy. Before Tsuchimikado Motoharu could rise again, she tore another note from the booklet and activated the magic recorded on it…

A pale purple energy sphere appeared and slammed heavily towards Tsuchimikado Motoharu!

Staring at the pale purple energy sphere, Tsuchimikado Motoharu's eyes behind his sunglasses were filled with seriousness. If he were hit by this, not to mention his already mangled body from using magic…

Even if he were completely unharmed, it would be certain death!

Before he could stand up again, Tsuchimikado Motoharu, in a half-crouching position, leaped to the side just before the pale purple energy sphere struck him…

"Bang…"

The pale purple energy sphere struck the roller shutter behind Tsuchimikado Motoharu, causing a violent explosion. Although he avoided being directly hit by the sphere, the resulting hurricane still sent him flying several meters away.

"Is avoiding magic your style? If so, you'll die!" Oriana Thomson, standing with one hand on her hip, looked at the motionless Tsuchimikado Motoharu lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious from the impact, and continued, "Even I, as the older sister, would think of strategies like creating a barrier. Nobody's coming to save you!"

With that, Oriana Thomson licked her lips seductively, tore a note from a booklet with her mouth, and activated her magic.

"Boom, boom, boom..." This time, Oriana Thomson used earth-element magic, and four stone pillars rose to the same height as the ceiling around the fallen Tsuchimikado Motoharu... Seeing that Oriana Thomson didn't approach him to check, Tsuchimikado Motoharu finally stopped pretending to be dead and got up from the ground. Maintaining a half-squatting posture, he quickly took out a piece of red paper from his pocket, folded it into a paper crane, placed it in the center, and chanted, "The signal for everything to begin is here, accompanied by dazzling light and screams. You scum immersed in tranquility, wake up now if you don't want to die!" Seeing that Tsuchimikado Motoharu finally started using magic at this moment, Oriana Thomson smiled and said with her eyes half-closed, "Too late!"

As Oriana Thomson's voice fell, the four stone pillars collapsed and broke, falling towards Tsuchimikado Motoharu in the middle...

"Boom... boom... boom..."

With a series of booming sounds, countless plumes of dust rose up.

With a wave of her hand, she dispersed the smoke and dust, and the fallen stone pillars. Oriana Thomson stared coldly at the fallen Tsuchimikado Motoharu, saying calmly, "It's over!" As she spoke, Oriana Thomson bit a note from her booklet, preparing to deliver the final blow to Tsuchimikado Motoharu. However, at that moment, as if sensing something, the smile on Oriana Thomson's lips vanished, her expression turned serious, and she stopped what she was doing, muttering to herself, "Could it be... the barrier has been destroyed?"

"Heh... it seems... it's a barrier that even I can break!" The fallen Tsuchimikado Motoharu clutched the red origami crane in his hand, looking up at Oriana Thomson with a pained expression but a smile on his face.

Only now did Oriana Thomson's tone lose its initial composure. "Contrary to your frail appearance, you seem to be someone who can engage in strenuous exercise. It seems my intuition was right; you really are the most troublesome one!" "

In terms of troublesomeness, I'm far inferior to you, in every sense. Besides, I'd be very distressed if word got out about what's happening here." Although the pain in his body had intensified, Tsuchimikado Motoharu's smile only grew wider.

"How stupid!" Oriana Thomson scoffed disdainfully. "I could have taken care of you before those two chasing me even arrived, let alone if they did..." "Haha, who was it that ran away from A-Shang last time?" Tsuchimikado Motoharu chuckled, enduring the pain as she got up from the ground. She said confidently, "And even if you think you can handle A-Shang, do you think the Church of Necessary Evil has that many members?" Oriana Thomson, her lips twitching slightly, sneered, "Do you think I'd believe that?"

"Heh..." Tsuchimikado Motoharu chuckled again, opening her other hand to reveal a small rectangular piece of paper inscribed with mysterious runes. "'Rune Jade Seal,' originally a spirit weapon designed to induce illusions in its target, but its usage can be adapted to different situations..."

"Communication technique?!" Before Tsuchimikado Motoharu could finish speaking, Oriana Thomson, a magic expert capable of creating the "Shorthand Codex," had already guessed the other uses of the "Rune Jade Seal," and her expression darkened further. Tsuchimikado Motoharu

shrugged noncommittally, his tone becoming even more relaxed. "Now that we know the Thrusting Sword doesn't exist, there's no reason for us to keep her on standby." Seeing Oriana Thomson's increasingly gloomy face, Tsuchimikado Motoharu smiled happily. "That's right, it's Kanzaki Kaori! Haven't you considered the possibility that the Saint might be in Japan? Besides, Kanzaki has acquaintances in Academy City, so even if she's accidentally exposed, it won't cause much trouble." As he spoke, Tsuchimikado Motoharu pulled a steel bar as thick as a baby's arm from the ruins beside him and slammed it heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust that obscured his figure.

"Still struggling in its death throes!" Her face contorted with rage as she stared at the smoke screen obscuring Tsuchimikado Motoharu's figure, Oriana Thomson hesitated for a moment before finally sighing and giving up. Clearly, compared to Touma, with whom she had actually fought, the title of Level 5 Science Champion was far less effective for Oriana Thomson, a magician, than the title of Saint on the Magic side.

Although she retreated out of fear of Kanzaki's name, Oriana Thomson stubbornly retorted, "Oh well, the tracking spell has already been destroyed. Besides, it's pointless to keep getting hurt by dealing with this troublesome kid!" "

Damn it!" Watching Oriana Thomson's retreating figure, Tsuchimikado Motoharu, having driven away a powerful enemy despite being at a severe disadvantage, leaned back on the rubble-strewn ground and muttered, "Kanzaki Kaori's appearance... if only it were real!"

Although she retreated out of fear of Kanzaki's name, Oriana Thomson stubbornly retorted, "Oh well, the tracking spell has already been destroyed. Besides, it's pointless to keep getting hurt by dealing with this troublesome kid!" "

But, how could she actually believe in something as absurd as a 'Rune Jade'!" Looking at the piece of paper in his palm, Tsuchimikado Motoharu was truly grateful that Oriana Thomson not only possessed extensive knowledge of magic but also had a cautious nature. Otherwise, if it were someone unfamiliar with the use of "Rune Jade" or someone with enough courage, he really wouldn't have been able to fool them so easily.

That's right, in Academy City, it was Tsuchimikado Motoharu who was actually bluffing Oriana Thomson. After all, they had only recently learned the truth about the "Thrusting Sword," so how could they have gotten Kanzaki to arrive so quickly? Although Kanzaki is a saint with superhuman strength, she is just a mortal, not a god; how could she possibly have traveled from England, on the other side of the world, so quickly?

"Next..." After resting for a moment, Tsuchimikado Motoharu stood up, but immediately collapsed back to the ground due to his weak legs. "It seems it will be difficult to use the Reasoning Fourth Array again..." A bitter smile appeared on Tsuchimikado Motoharu's lips as he felt his body's condition. If he continued to use magic in front of him, he would truly die. His ability was indeed physical regeneration; he could instantly heal most injuries. However, his ability was only at level 0, limiting his regeneration capacity. Moreover, in order to continue using magic, Tsuchimikado Motoharu had never improved his ability, because the stronger the ability, the greater the damage caused by using magic.

The physical collapse caused by using magic and the damage from Oriana Thomson's attack were already close to fatal. Tsuchimikado Motoharu felt that it was already a miracle he could maintain his conscious mind at this moment.

Having painstakingly retrieved his phone from the ruins—a phone he'd lost during his battle with Oriana Thomson—Tsuchimikado Motoharu dialed Stiyl's number…

"Is this Tsuchimikado? How are you? Touma and I are coming to help you right away!" Stiyl glanced at the phone number displayed on the screen and, along with Touma who had calculated Tsuchimikado Motoharu's location, immediately pressed the call button.

"No need, don't worry about me for now," Tsuchimikado Motoharu said in a low voice, suppressing his pain. "I think Oriana should be leaving from here right now,

because I scared her a little, meow. Whew... Since you know my location, I won't say any more, hurry up and chase after Oriana!"

"To leave through the tunnel from Tsuchimikado's location, you have to go through the subway entrance. Judging from Oriana's personality, she will definitely choose the one closest to her..." At the same time, Touma had already quickly pulled up a map in his mind based on the clues Tsuchimikado Motoharu gave him and immediately analyzed the possible location of Oriana Thomson. He pulled Stiyl, who was still talking to Tsuchimikado Motoharu, "This way, come with me!"

According to Touma's deduction, Oriana Thomson would likely appear at the self-service bus stop 300 meters to the north. On the way there, when they passed an intersection, they smelled a strong smell of blood, and there were many people gathered around, as if some accident had occurred.

Touma, who was originally in a hurry, hadn't planned to join the commotion. However, when he peeked through the crowd and saw that the person surrounded was Ms. Komoe, covered in blood, and that Himegami Akisa was lying on the ground, barely breathing, as if she had one foot in the grave, he couldn't help but stop and enter the crowd.

Recognizing that the blood on Ms. Komoe was from Himegami Akisa and that she herself was unharmed, Touma breathed a slight sigh of relief and immediately began checking Himegami Akisa's injuries. At the same time, with a very gloomy expression, she asked Komoe-sensei, "Komoe-sensei, what exactly happened here? Why is Himegami like this?!" "Kamijou?" Seeing Touma's appearance, Komoe-sensei's fear lessened somewhat. She wiped away her tears and said to Touma, "Um, I bumped into a woman... that person's face suddenly tightened for some reason, and then..." "Oriana?" Before Komoe-sensei could finish speaking, Touma, having roughly examined Himegami Akisa's injuries, muttered to himself in a low voice filled with murderous intent.

Himegami Akisa's injuries were caused by magic. At this moment, the only magician active in Academy City and who happened to be nearby was Oriana Thomson. And Touma had guessed the reason why Oriana Thomson attacked Himegami Akisa when he saw the blood-stained cross on Himegami Akisa's chest.

That was the special spirit armor Stiyl brought over after defeating the green-haired goofball alchemist Aureolus Izad, used to seal Himegami Akisa's vampire-slayer nature. It was an item on a completely different level from the cross he gave to Osora, which had a greater symbolic meaning. Clearly, Oriana Thomson also considered Himegami Akisa a powerful magician because of this, so she struck first!

Stiyl, who had followed Touma into the crowd, was about to complain to Touma about wasting time tracking Oriana Thomson, but upon seeing the critically injured and dying Himegami Akisa, he obediently shut his mouth. He took out a card with magical runes from his clothes, threw it on the ground, and used magic to disperse the surrounding crowd. "From now on, this place will be my hiding place." After dialing for an ambulance, Stiyl looked at Touma crouching in front of Himegami Akisa and silently mourned for Oriana Thomson for a second, based on his understanding of Touma. If it were just a minor injury like that of Fubuki, this protective, spiky-haired guy, even in his anger, would still know his limits and wouldn't cause a fatality. But with a life-threatening injury like Himegami Akisa, he would absolutely go berserk. Oriana Thomson's life was clearly in danger!

At the same time, Stiyl felt a surge of hatred towards Oriana Thomson. Himegami Akisa was someone he knew well, after all, he and Touma had rescued her from the clutches of the green-haired Aureolus.

"Stiyl, please stay here and give Himegami some emergency treatment before the ambulance arrives. Komoe-sensei used healing spells with Index's help before, her knowledge should be helpful to you. Oriana, I'll go after her!" After saying that, Touma didn't wait for Stiyl's agreement and started running.

Because at this moment, staying here would be of no use. As a Level 0 esper and the number one Imagine Breaker, he could defeat a fully armed army single-handedly, and his mind possessed knowledge that no other excellent magician possessed. But he couldn't save Himegami Akisa, who lay in a pool of blood!

As Imagine Breaker, he couldn't create healing items, and while Stiyl possessed more than one healing spell in his mind, he was an offensive mage, not skilled in healing spells. A self-deprecating smile played on Touma's lips as the murderous intent in his eyes intensified to the point of almost materializing.

First Fukiyori, then Himegami Akisa—one after another, his friends had been harmed before his very eyes. This enraged Touma to the extreme, his murderous intent stronger than ever before!

"Damn it, she's not here?!" Touma rushed to the self-disciplined bus stop where he had predicted Oriana Thomson might appear, but finding no trace of her, he angrily punched the nearby railing, bending it and causing those around him to retreat several meters. Some were even calling the security team and the disciplinary committee.

After casting a lingering, murderous glance at the surrounding crowd, sending them back several meters, Touma frowned, suppressing his anger and killing intent. He pondered carefully, "Wait a minute, both the transaction of the 'Thrusting Sword' and the activation of the 'Apostle Cross' should have been conducted in secret. Why would Oriana risk wandering the streets?"

At first, Touma naturally assumed it was because they were chasing her, but now he noticed something suspicious: before they even started chasing Oriana Thomson, she was already wandering around Academy City alone!

"Right, some magic can't be activated except in specific situations. That means Oriana Thomson was wandering around Academy City to find a place to activate 'Apostle Cross.' In other words, if we find this place, we can find both Oriana and the person she made the deal with!" Touma, finally suppressing his murderous intent, narrowed his eyes, recalling Index's explanation of the activation conditions for "Apostle Cross" from a couple of days ago. "The activation of 'Apostle Cross' is related to stars, and it can directly inscribe patterns appearing in the night sky into a magic circle, thereby gaining immense power!" "In that case, Oriana is probably looking for the best place to collect the power of starlight from the night sky. However, Saint Peter died on June 29th. Also, Japan and the Vatican have different latitudes and longitudes. If we can't solve these problems, we can't utilize the power of constellations at all!" Touma's conjecture encountered other problems, but there was clearly no time for further thought. If they wanted to utilize the power of constellations, the time limit was sunset!

Glancing at the already setting sun, Touma decided to get started. It was already 4 PM. Even in summer, when the sun sets later, it wouldn't be past 6 PM, meaning Touma only had less than two hours left!

==================================================After a long and arduous journey, Touma finally caught up with Oriana. "Oriana Thomson, we meet again! You're the second person I've ever wanted to get rid of." Separated by a layer of barbed wire, Touma looked at Oriana Thomson standing in the spacious airport and cracked his neck. "The first one was still alive because we were evenly matched back then, and for some reason I couldn't go after him anymore. But I don't think you'll be that lucky." After glancing at the barbed wire, which was clearly a magical trap marked with a note, Touma leaped over it without touching it.

"Hmph, little brother. Do you think I'd dare show my face in front of you if I wasn't prepared?" With a faint smile, Oriana Thomson opened the booklet in her hand like a fan, tore off a piece of paper with her teeth, and activated the magic recorded on it.

Clearly, although she didn't know the reason, Oriana Thomson understood from the chilling killing intent emanating from Touma that there was no way things could end peacefully between them; it was a matter of life or death. So, without any further words, she launched an attack on Touma!

The torn paper emitted magical light, and a terrifying hurricane formed around Oriana Thomson, tearing apart the concrete ground of the airport, which could withstand the weight of several tons of aircraft taking off and landing.

And with a wave of her hand at Touma, the hurricane, carrying chunks of concrete, swept towards him with unparalleled destructive force!

"This guy... he seems to have gotten so much stronger!" Touma's pupils constricted as he muttered to himself, watching the terrifying hurricane sweeping towards him. Although his understanding of Oriana Thomson was limited, the power of her magic was indeed far greater than when they had fought. Even if Oriana Thomson had intentionally concealed her strength in their previous encounter, the difference was still immense! However, his body didn't falter in the slightest due to his surprise.

Touma first swung his left fist, shattering several blocks of cement, then with a nimble turn, he swung his right hand, tearing a gash in the hurricane. He passed through the gash, propelled himself forward like a red lightning bolt, and charged towards Oriana Thomson.

The moment she unbuttoned her clothes, her thick, long penis sprang out, the scalding shaft and enormous glans slamming into her face. A filthy, lewd penis rubbed against her beautiful face, pre-ejaculate slowly dripping from the glans onto her face. The usually haughty Oriana was being humiliated like this, and the feeling was indescribably pleasurable.

A stunningly beautiful young woman had a filthy penis forcefully inserted into her mouth, the area around her mouth filled with white foam from the thrusting.

As the penis penetrated deeper, Oriana's mouth was stretched even wider. To Touma's surprise, Oriana's mouth wasn't just wet and warm; her esophagus was incredibly tight, almost like a vagina, perfectly enveloping his penis. Finally, the entire penis was inserted into Oriana's esophagus, swallowing it whole, leaving only her testicles slapping against her lips.

She opened her mouth and took the large glans in, swallowing the shaft whole. She arched her chest, rubbing her erect nipples against the swollen scrotum. Clear saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, staining her breasts and making Touma's penis slippery with the friction.

The hot, thick penis stood erect, its large glans like a python's fiery red forked tongue, rubbing hard between her soft breasts. Oriana's breasts perked up in the air, her pink nipples constantly squeezing against the base of his penis. The white flesh against the crimson shaft made her even more alluring.

The man's large, warm hands covered her full, swollen breasts, kneading and playing with them with varying pressure. His thick, long penis felt incredibly good being squeezed and enveloped by her breasts. Her delicate nipples pressed hard against her swollen, almost transparent sacs, rubbing up and down with a rhythmic motion. She knelt on the ground, her hands cupping her ample breasts. He could see her drooling mouth engulfing his penis, and below that, a deep cleavage. The erotic scene made his penis grow even larger and harder. His

thick, glistening penis, licked clean, plunged in forcefully, reaching its deepest point, until her narrow vagina struggled to swallow the enormous member entirely.

Later, Touma roughly threw Oriana

onto He spread Oriana's legs, which were draped over the table, into a wide split, and began thrusting his hips rapidly, slapping against her tender vulva. But this rough action didn't cause Oriana pain; instead, it felt like a thirsty mouth finally finding something to satisfy her. Her hot, wet vagina tightly gripped his penis, contracting and throbbing intensely.

Touma held Oriana's waist with one hand, using his firm hips to control his thick, long penis, forcing it open her tight vagina, allowing his penis to fully enjoy the wonderful embrace of her vagina. His other hand, still unsatisfied, played with her clitoris hidden in her wet pubic hair, roughly kneading the pitiful little pearl. This made Oriana's vagina tighten even more, her thighs spasming and trembling, wave after wave of intense pleasure almost overwhelming her.

Touma gripped Oriana's buttocks tightly, pulling her lower back with each thrust of his hips, as if he wanted to shove both her large breasts into her dark red honey hole. His thick penis, sucked by her tight vagina, grew thicker and hotter, the layers of flesh lasciviously undulating around his shaft. Each time he ground the large glans against the sensitive spot on her intestinal wall, her already trained honey hole would tremble and spurt out fluids, tightening even more, forcing him to use all his strength to control the urge to ejaculate.

"No... ah... husband... I know I was wrong... ahhh... don't do it to me anymore..." Oriana tried to relax her vagina, welcoming the invasion of his thick penis. To suppress the urge to ejaculate and stop his frantic thrusting, the man's hard desire slowly throbbed in her wet, warm vagina, waiting for the urge to ejaculate to gradually subside before he began to fuck her wildly again.

"Isn't this what you've always wanted?" Feeling the wanton, sucking sensation within her honeyed depths, the man rubbed even faster, his thick, long penis relentlessly thrusting deep into her, stretching the tight passage to its limit. The enormous shaft ground against the most sensitive spot inside, causing her to contract and tighten with each thrust. Oriana trembled and begged for mercy.

The moment she unbuttoned her clothes, the thick, long penis sprang out, its hot shaft and enormous glans slapping hard against her face. The filthy, squalid penis rubbed against her beautiful face, pre-ejaculate slowly dripping from the glans onto her face. The usually haughty Oriana was being humiliated like this, and the feeling was indescribably pleasurable.

A stunningly beautiful young woman had a filthy penis forcefully inserted into her mouth, the area around her mouth covered in white foam from the thrusting.

As the penis penetrated deeper, Oriana's mouth stretched even wider. To Touma's surprise, Oriana's mouth wasn't just wet and warm; her esophagus was incredibly tight, almost like her vagina, perfectly enveloping his penis. Finally, the entire penis was inserted into Oriana's esophagus, swallowing it all, leaving only her testicles slapping against her lips.

She opened her mouth and took the large glans in, swallowing it whole. She arched her chest, rubbing her erect nipples against his swollen scrotum, clear saliva dripping from her lips onto her breasts, making his penis slippery with the friction.

His hot, thick penis stood erect and menacing, its massive glans resembling a python's fiery red forked tongue, rubbing hard against her soft breasts. Oriana's breasts were perky in the air, her pink nipples constantly squeezing against the base of his penis, the snow-white flesh against the crimson shaft making her even more alluring.

The man's large, warm hands covered her full, swollen breasts, kneading and playing with them lightly or heavily. His thick, long penis felt incredibly comfortable being enveloped and squeezed by her breasts, the tender nipples pressing hard against her swollen, almost transparent sacs, rolling and rubbing up and down. She knelt on the ground, her hands cupping her ample breasts, and with a glance down, he could see her drooling mouth sucking on his penis, and below that, a deep cleavage. The erotic scene made his penis grow even larger and harder.

The thick, glistening penis, licked clean, plunged in hard, reaching its deepest point until the narrow vaginal opening struggled to swallow the enormous member entirely.

Then, Touma roughly threw Oriana

onto stretching her legs almost into a split, and began thrusting his hips rapidly, slapping against her tender vulva. But this rough action didn't cause Oriana pain; instead, like a thirsty mouth finally finding something to satisfy her, her hot, wet vagina tightly gripped the man's penis, contracting and throbbing intensely.

Touma held Oriana's waist with one hand, using his firm hips to control his thick, long penis, forcing it open her tight vaginal opening, allowing his penis to fully enjoy the wonderful embrace of her vagina. His other hand, still unsatisfied, played with the clitoris hidden in the wet pubic hair, roughly kneading the pitiful little pearl. Oriana's flower-like opening tightened even more, her thighs spasming and trembling uncontrollably. Wave after wave of intense pleasure nearly overwhelmed her.

Touma gripped Oriana's buttocks tightly, pulling her lower back with each thrust of his hips, as if he wanted to shove both her large breasts into her dark red honeypot. His thick penis, sucked by her tight opening, grew thicker and hotter, the layers of flesh lasciviously undulating around it. Each time he ground the large glans against the sensitive spot on her intestinal wall, her already trained honeypot would tremble and gush out fluids, tightening even more, forcing him to use all his strength to control the urge to ejaculate.

"No... ah... husband... I know I was wrong... ahhh... don't do it to me again..." Oriana tried to relax her opening, welcoming the invasion of his thick penis. To suppress the urge to ejaculate and stop thrusting wildly, the man's erect desire slowly throbbed within the wet, warm vagina, waiting for the urge to ejaculate to gradually subside before he began to fuck her relentlessly again.

"Isn't this what you've always wanted?" Feeling the wanton writhing and sucking sensation within her honeyed depths, the man rubbed faster and faster, his thick, long penis relentlessly thrusting deep into her vagina, stretching the tight passage to its limit. His large penis ground against the most sensitive spot inside, causing her to contract and tighten with each thrust. Oriana trembled and begged for mercy.

Her sensitive, delicate clitoris couldn't withstand the man's rough treatment; it swelled and ached, a tingling sensation spreading from that tiny point. Oriana twisted her hips, trying to escape the man's play, unaware that this only gave him more pleasure. With a low growl, Touma thrust even harder into her flower-like opening, his hand that had been rubbing her clitoris pulling down her thick labia. Her opening was filled to bursting by his large penis, the feeling of fullness making Oriana feel as if her stomach was about to be ripped apart.

Stimulated by this tight grip, her desire intensified. He gripped her knees, which were spread in an M-shape, and thrust deeply, without a trace of tenderness, as if the woman beneath him only had one cunt to use, and everything else was irrelevant. Oriana's genitals were red from the forceful impacts, and the lustful fluid flowing from her opening was splashed everywhere by his large penis as it went in and out. Her thick pubic hair was sticky and matted together, and the hard glans pounded heavily against her clitoris with each stroke.

Her 36D breasts showed no signs of sagging, her abdomen was smooth and flat without an ounce of fat, and especially her beautiful legs—long, slender legs that could seduce any man in the world. And then there was her captivating face; in her youth, countless men must have pursued her.

Touma's gaze fell downwards, taking in the woman's genitals. Her engorged labia were streaked with blood, and thick, foul-smelling semen slowly oozed from her vulva, stretching it wide open. Even now, traces of blood still flowed from her anus. Her snow-white breasts were covered in bite marks, and her long, beautiful legs looked as if they were soaked in semen. This woman looked as if she had been gang-raped by ten men, but the young man still thrusting into her frantically showed no pity. The woman lay on the ground, her legs spread in an M-shape, an angle that allowed for deeper penetration. Although the man was young, his penis was twenty-five or twenty-six centimeters long, and each thrust felt like it was piercing through the poor woman beneath him.

"Ah...ah...ha...ah...so good...so deep...ah...it's in...it's inside my uterus...ah..."

Oriana's cunt was overflowing with lustful fluids, desperately craving to be fucked. If she wasn't satisfied soon, she would be tortured to death.

Suddenly, she felt something inside her cunt opening up like countless tiny mouths, desperately sucking up the lustful fluids. When the fluids were sucked dry, it gripped her sensitive flesh and began to rotate wildly, stirring up even more fluids before sucking them away again.

"Ah...so fast...fuck me to death...ah..." Her cunt was finally filled with something thick and hard, relentlessly fucking her. Oriana's eyes rolled back and her body convulsed with pleasure, screaming loudly. The pleasure in her lower body grew stronger and stronger, her clitoris was being heavily pounded, and her juices were splashing everywhere.

Touma relentlessly fucked her, his huge cock plunging into her narrow uterus. The massive glans scraped and rotated against the cervix, driving Oriana to orgasm repeatedly. The lustful fluids flowing from her vagina were pulled out and pushed into her uterus by the inserted penis. With each thrust and rotation of the penis, a sticky, wet sound was heard. Her sensitive spots were pressed and ground hard, causing her to scream and tremble. She tightened her lower abdomen and vagina, tightly binding her thick, long desire, which only prompted the man to thrust in and out even more forcefully.

"Really... ah... I can't... no... no more... ah..." Oriana knelt on a pile of weeds, the slender blades teasing her sagging breasts as she swayed. Her legs were wide apart, and she thrust her hips forcefully against his firm, snowy buttocks. His thick,

long, red penis disappeared between her spread legs, and she could only endure the almost tearing pleasure. She gasped repeatedly as he fucked her with his large penis. The feeling of fullness terrified her, and she could only tremble as she accepted Touma's play.

Touma increased the speed of his fucking, and with a final, powerful thrust, he filled her vagina with hot semen, which then slowly overflowed. The man withdrew his penis, which was already glistening with vaginal fluid. Her vagina, which had been stretched open for a long time by the large penis, was slightly open, allowing vaginal fluid and semen to gush out. This lewd scene made the man's half-erect penis, which had just ejaculated, begin to rise again.

The man, with one hand supporting Oriana's shapely buttocks and the other gripping his thick, intimidatingly long penis, pressed it against her vulva. With a sudden thrust, his entire penis plunged into Oriana's cunt. The intense movements nearly knocked her over; her core was relentlessly pounded, and soon another wave of hot semen shot inside.

[The End]

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