[SPG WARNING] Ghost of Him

Seeing that the more he said, the more he went too far, Gino glanced at the man, with a worried look on his face: "Okay, just say a few words, and don't look at what I just did. You can't even set up a machine gun in three seconds, aren’t you ashamed to say these words?"

After the words fell, the students in Class 1 of the Mecha Division were stunned.

They thought collectively: ‘Is this still our brother Gino, who is as arrogant as a peacock?!\\

...

The noisy sounds around her came to the ears indistinctly.

Gradually waking up from the memories, Layla couldn't help laughing at herself. Although it had been many years, she still didn't waste the pigeon money.

Thinking of this, the girl who was standing still suddenly closed her eyes.

Total darkness.

But Layla was no longer as confused as she was in the first attempt.

She sank into consciousness, and her mental power proficiently unfolded, forming a vast ocean.

Forget about all the formulas, forget about the calculation process, all the data are displayed in front of her in a brand-new way.

They have their own light.

Layla suddenly understood that the question of animism that had troubled her for many years had an answer at this moment.    

On the side, the classmate who always pays attention to her pokes her companion in shock: "Why did you close your eyes, Miss? What kind of operation is this?!"

“I don’t know this operation but I am loving the thrill and the posture!”

However, both Moge and Gino seemed to realize something, they frowned slightly at the same time, and looked at the center of the field with the same eyes girls.    

Hair dances without wind.    

The target was still moving at high speed along an unpredictable and strange route.    \\

A few seconds later, the girl in black with barely audible breath suddenly raised her gun and aim.    

Pulled the trigger.    

‘Grandpa, you are right, all things have spirits…bows and arrows also have spirits, we just need to attach a soul to it. But there is one thing…’

The bullets roared forward.

In the darkness, the shimmer of light that was at the same speed as it was also quickly shuttled through the air.

No one could see the tiny thread behind the dim light, which was connected with the position of the target and the girl's body.

Trinity.

Layla evoked a smile.

She continued her train of thoughts, ‘But there is one thing, data also has a soul.’

Crack—

There was a soft sound.

Right in the heart.

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Layla’s week was good. She learned more about predictive shooting under Instructor Moge’s tutelage. When she was not busy, she was learning from Professor Zen. And when she was bored, she would go to the library and learn more theories about the healer profession, the mental power, the spiritual energy, the role of data in the interstellar, and mecha art of war.

This was her dream pace of lice until a heavily drugged Reznik came to her dormitory. He knocked her unconscious, making her totally black out. She did not even utter a single word of protest! It was just darkness suddenly.

For a week, Layla did not hear from him. For her, Reznik was like a ghost. And he would appear when she least expected it, demanding more from here and sucking all her positive energy.

The next thing she knew, she was woken up by the heat of her body.

The main reason was that the man lying on top of her was pinching her breasts with his hands while sucking and licking her breasts hard, eating the whole breast into his mouth, and licking her nipples with his tongue, wetting her nipples with his tongue, biting her nipples with his teeth, pulling and tugging, and making a lewd sound like a child sucking milk.

Layla bit her lips as if an electric current was running through her body, trying to suppress herself from making too lewd sounds.

She had been trying to push the man's shoulders with her hands ever since she gained a small amount of energy,  saying "Reznik, let me go. This is not normal. What happened to you? Aah... don't lick me. Um... don't... um.”

However, the man who was drugged seemed not to hear her, and turned a blind eye to it. He went too far and directly spread her legs with his hands. When he touched her pink and tender vagina, he rubbed it hard or rubbed it gently. With one light and one heavy rub, the clitoris trembled and the vaginal fluid gushed out...

The fingers did not stop, and inserted into the hot vagina without hesitation.

Reznik could not help but utter "It's so tight..."

He instantly felt the wetness and tightness of the passage, as if the vagina was squeezing his fingers like expelling foreign objects.

"Ah... um... don't... don't... um, Reznik, don't do it anymore, it's so weird, I feel like it's going to break. You are being too rough…”

Reznik looked at the pool of vaginal fluid that was drawn out when he pulled out his fingers. Without any pause, he could not wait to untie the belt of his pants, quickly revealing the hideous purple cock. He only wanted to hold his penis and rush to the heat source, wanting to get physical and mental release.

But the cock could not enter smoothly because of the excessive vaginal fluid flowing out of this undeveloped vagina. He could only stay in the ravine of the vagina and fiddle with it, trying to get a hole in one, but it kept slipping out. The cock head could not squeeze in because of too much vaginal fluid. The man seemed to have lost his patience because he could not get into the hole.

He directly lifted the woman's legs and put them on his shoulders, holding her hips, sinking his waist, and only half of his cock head was squeezed in along the gap, and he felt the tightness and numbing scalp.

"Slut, don't squeeze so tight..."

"I didn't! Reznik, no more, please let me go, it hurts, no more, please."

Because it was too painful after many days of being untouched, Layla frowned, and she was really in pain now.

Before she could think too much, my thoughts were pulled back again.

Because Reznik wanted to thrust the entire cock in, Layla felt as if she was split again before it was completely in. Her whole body resisted and wanted to squeeze the cock out of her pussy. Her body kept retreating, hoping to separate the cock and pussy in this way. Before she retreated, much, she was grabbed at the root of her thigh and thrust into her cock.

However, Reznik leaned his body to Layla's ear and coaxed her softly, "Bear with it, it won't hurt soon. Your pussy really missed my cock. It’s so tight again! Fuck!"

Because of the sudden insertion of a foreign object, the woman's body naturally began to struggle, but such a struggle made it easier for the cock to be inserted into the small pussy.

The cock stopped at the entrance of the pussy, lowered his head and held her ears, kissed all the way to her lips, and bit her lips passionately, and his tongue even went into her mouth, sucking her honey bit by bit.

The kiss made the breaths of the two blend together, and the giant thing that was playing at the entrance of the shallow pussy was so clear and hot. He bit her tongue tip, and his hot palm grasped a mass of breast. The tip of his teeth went down along her chin and returned to the breast again. His nose sprinkled near the tip of the nipple, and then his thin lips pressed against it, holding the small tip of the nipple with his teeth, sucking and biting.

Because Reznik licked and kissed, and the cock that had been stirring at the pussy lips, Layla's voice gradually began to change. The sound of crying had long changed. She struggled to push his head away, but was clamped by the man with both hands raised above her head.