The traveling martial artist and village hero has changed their job to the Monster Master !!! (2/6)

It happened not long after Lipps had joined the group.

During the trip, the group was forced to camp in the field and spent the night around a campfire at the entrance to the forest.

It was close to dawn.

Carver, who was on night watch, was sitting at the base of a tree, drowsily sleeping.

Carver was about to fall asleep.

Carver's huge cock was rising up to replace his master's.

The head peeked out from the gap between the roomy underpants and thighs, and it hardened so that the sound of its swelling could be heard.

The thick, fully grown rod of flesh revealed its rare downward-curving majesty, its single eye glaring at its surroundings as if it had turned into a master.

Then something moves in the darkness.

Slowly but surely, the small, oddly shaped being crawled between Carver's legs.

Soon the black outline of a shadowy figure moving through the undergrowth becomes one with the distinctive silhouette of the male cudgel.

"Ohoho......!"

Carver wakes up with a comfort that is incomparable to a slight sleep.

What appeared before his awakened sky-blue eyes was a strange eyeball that popped out like that of a snail.

"What!"

After a moment of confusion, Carver confirms the source of the strange sensation.

Looking down, he saw his own manhood, with a blue streak on it, being sucked into the thick Lipps of a large slug.

"Nah, oh! Unh!"

Carver couldn't refuse right away.

If he made a bad noise, his friends would wake up and see this outrageous scene.

And that was not the only reason he could not refuse.

"Soooo, soooo ...!"

Lipps' mouth felt too good.

Carver's extremely thick male organ slid in and out of the slug's slick mouth.

The soft and fleshy mucous membrane of the mouth tightened tightly around the huge mass, which few would have been able to accept up to the base.

No air was allowed to enter the mouth, and the close contact, which is impossible for a human being to achieve, caused the warrior's body to be debauched from the center.

Lipps' soft body made it possible for him to keep the tightness in place, and he was able to move back and forth violently in a crawling position.

"Nnnn! Damn ...!"

One of Lipps' protruding eyes dips into Carver's smelly underpants.

Inside the steaming fabric, Carver's stout testicles were in full view as they were quickly rising.

As it rose, a number of excuses flitted through the man's mind.

He was full of semen, it was a surprise attack, he couldn't wake up his friends, and then ...

When he had mobilized all of his crumbling reason and piled up enough reasons to secure a man's pride, he began to hear the sound of violent leaf rustling.

Carver's hips were moving in his crippled sitting position.

At the same time, Lipps stops moving and catches the male's desire with his magical mouth organ.

"Oops! Cumming! I'm gonna cum!"

The martial artist's body ascends as he steals a glance at Mireille's hair, which is faintly visible through the tent entrance.

The pleasure of the thick meat stick rubbing against the slug's throat reaches its limit.

"Oh, I'm going to cum! Oh, shit! Ohhhh!

In the pre-dawn darkness, Carver's reproductive organs, unbeknownst to the others, release their muddy white juice into Lipps' mouth.

The pleasure of succumbing to the giant slug's oral sex makes his muscular frame twitch.

It feels good.

The male pleasure juices that have built up due to the group action with the woman penetrate the center of the male body.

Carver's focus blurs from the sheer pleasure, and he sees the monster in front of him.

The strange face of a large slug.

Carver's manhood is being tortured and cum-eaten by the obscene hole in the center of the slug's face.

And with raging pleasure.

'Damn it, damn it! Ohhhh!"

A sudden burst of frustration ignited in Carver's thick chest, and he struggled to suppress the pleasure.

But the monster did not allow the man to defend his puny pride.

"Oh, no! No, don't do that! Noooooooooooo!"

A filthy sucking sound is played from the joint of Carver and Lipps.

The greedy sucking as if the entire testicle is sucked out.

Carver couldn't resist the honor of having his own seed violently sought by the man.

"Noooooo! Ooooh! Nuuuuuuuuuuu!"

As the sperm release gains momentum, Carver's facial muscles contort into a shape that no one is allowed to see.

Lipps stares with one eye at the look of male depravity and with the other at the testicles that have sunk into his hips.

It was enough to convince him that the man had departed for semen-drinking heaven.

The giant slug continued to drink Carver's semen until the rhythm of the male organ stopped.

The horizon turned slightly white and birds began to chirp in the forest.

The huge cock that had just come out of Lipps' mouth had softened a little and was quivering and twitching in the crevice of his undershirt.

"Ah ..."

The big slug slurps the foul-smelling white juice that overflows from the crack at the tip, as if carefully covering its tracks.

After drinking the last drop, Lipps poked his head into the side of Carver's underpants and licked and sucked the man's two fruits.

'Oooh ... oooh ....'

With abandon, Carver had his testicles rolled around in the monster's mouth until the morning sun rose.

"......."

Carver frowned as the memory of his humiliation came back to him.

"They're late!"

After putting on his clothes, Carver left, saying he was going to check on his friends who had entered the cave.