Love 2 Quad - Perfect Super-Sadist Lady Elle

Story

Lady Elmarito (hereafter allow me to call her Lady El), who had been diligently training with D4, was troubled. My boyfriend is a pervert, she thought. This mute thing, made to bury his face beneath the buttocks of my swimsuit, which clings skin-tight to my body, is my boyfriend. "To get aroused by something like this... what a masochist you are." Clenched in Lady El's hand, it throbbed and pulsed as if about to burst, its existence asserting itself stubbornly. With a bewitching, I'll-bully-you sort of smile, she snipped the swimsuit open, and her firm, springy breasts popped out, and she sandwiched that pervert's assertion between them and squished-squelched away at it. But even Lady El once made a single blunder. That D4, a spitting image of Lady El, pinned down the battle-suited Lady El and, from where her clothes had come undone, kept obscenely tormenting her exposed breasts and soft skin. "S-stop... you... someone like you is not me!" Lady El struggled desperately, but every one of her sensitive points was poked and prodded, and no matter how she tried to endure, she couldn't hold out, and was forcibly set aflame with arousal. The one who had been intently watching Lady El like this was her boyfriend, robbed of his bodily freedom by that D4... "You just kept staring, didn't you..." With a keen edge lurking in her composed smile, Lady El gazes at her boyfriend seated in formal seiza. Her noble figure eventually sinks its hips down while pressing her buttocks, snugly wrapped in black stockings, against his face. "I love seeing your disgusted face... so no matter how you cry and beg, I will never break up with you." Along with Lady El's utterly twisted feelings, with the toes of her honorable leg wrapped in smooth silk fabric, she kept grinding and poking into the urethra of his wretched erection.