Chapter 184 – 18. Henrietta of Deviation (4)
Suddenly, the door to the VIP room where the two seasons stay is locked. In the room where only the bright spring and the cold winter woman were left, a calm atmosphere soon prevailed. It was an ideal moment for an aunt and nephew to interact with each other because they lived so far away.
“You know that when it comes to beauty products these days, east is the most popular, right?”
The clothes worn by Lucienne Lemoang, the Winter Stone of the North, was a chemise dress that could be said to be the everyday wear of a noble lady. Unlike the old days when they lived in the living space of the fortress, the winter mansion with reliable heating did not catch the cold even with fluttering clothes.
“As my aunt knows, there are no fancy social gatherings in our area like the capital city. Reading a book or learning something alone is the only pleasure. But not too long ago, a young Veda masseuse stopped by our estate, so I learned some techniques.”
Lucienne brought a basket made of woven tree trunks and arranged the items inside on the chest of drawers next to the bed. From bottles carved by craftsmen from precious glass, to well-baked ceramic bowls with glaze, to brushes made from weasel tail hair.
“Would you like to take off your coat and lie down on the bed?”
“Yes? Can’t you just wear it and do it?”
“I will use items airlifted from Veda and Sarhu. You will also take care of the relaxation of tense muscles and moisturizing of the skin. However, it contains the fragrance of flowers that only grow in foreign countries, so if you are new to it, you may not be able to adapt. You might be in trouble if the smell gets on your clothes, so you’d better take it off.”
Henrietta looked contemplated for a moment. He wriggled his hands, showing hesitation about undressing. Considering her behavior as a duchess, it was a natural reaction. Even in front of my nephew, I couldn’t throw off my clothes like a lowly woman.
‘Bitch, if I were to take it off, I’d just take it off. You’re pretending to be very expensive.’
Lucienne, hiding her sinister thoughts behind a smiling face, moved to a corner of the room. We took several measures to chase the awkwardness and create a flow that is difficult to refuse.
One was to turn on the magic recorder and play a calming song. The two of them had started a fire by putting sticks into the fire in the fireplace. The three of them acted as innocent maidens with expressions that anyone could help but be fooled by.
“Hey, guest? Lie down whenever you are ready!”
It feels like playing house. The girl I saw when I was young seemed to be the same as before. I felt like my mother’s calm personality, her somehow evoked affection. Henrietta smiled and let her guard down.
‘Well, what would a nice kid like this do?’
As she began to unfasten the buttons on her overcoat one by one, she looked at Lucienne and asked for help. The elegant and antique dress was very difficult to take off alone as it had many straps and metal rings at the waist. Moreover, unlike the trend in the north, which prioritizes practicality over ostentation, the eastern part placed great importance on formality.
The experience of Henrietta, who was the size of a duchess, dressing and undressing alone without the help of a lady-in-waiting was inevitably rare.
“Pretty lady, it’s a bit cumbersome to take off the clothes by yourself. Can you help me?”
“Of course, we are always happy to serve in our store.”
Dududuk, somehow, Lucienne, who unraveled fifteen iron rings at once, pulled the string all the way. He made the beautiful duchess wear her underwear, showing off a technique that would make even a rookie who lives off a lonely woman be amazed.
‘Ha, I think I know how she rose from the previous king’s daughter-in-law to the position of a duke’s mistress. She won’t go around bewitching people to the same extent as even the best prostitutes.’
When I touched her spotless skin, it felt like I was stroking silk. Excited Lucienne managed to control her desire her. She cursed inwardly, saying that neither her mother nor her sisters were rude in pairs.
‘Ah, I’m going crazy wanting to rape you. If it wasn’t just a ROM, I’d just throw it out right here and ruin it. It’s so that you don’t even think about going to the Duke’s side again, it’s soaked in drugs and makes your pussy squirt like a rag just by listening to my voice.’
Blinking her pupils at her innocent face her, Lucienne laid my aunt on a soft bed. She had already arranged for her to attach a large towel like a quilt so that it would not matter if her scented oil spilled out. It was a meticulous hospitality like a great hair salon in the capital.
‘Come on, I can’t be the first to touch a bitch that my beloved Nanggun hasn’t even tasted yet. Instead, you pack it before you eat it. Because my turn has to come back anyway. At that time, I have to crush the mother and the bitch together and humiliate her until her stomach feels relieved.’
The Lady of the Marquis, who briefly glanced at the milky-white bra, took out a glass bottle. She had a considerable sense of rejection just by exposing her underwear of her, so she calculated that if she asked to be naked from the beginning, she would refuse to hang out at all, and she took action.
“It’s a Vedic cream. In cold regions like the frozen land, it is common to heat the fire strongly, but the skin gets dry quickly. Especially if you spread it on a sensitive area like her face, you don’t have to worry.”
“You mean a moisturizer from the Near East.”
“By the way, this is handmade. I made it with a special combination of ingredients, and my mom really likes it. I see her almost every day.”
The cloudy, thick solution was milky in color. As soon as I opened the stopper, the smell was strong enough to vibrate in the room. Henrietta, who was lying down looking at the ceiling, opened her words as if wondering. It was because I liked the cream, disregarding the caution that it might be quite difficult to adapt to because it is exotic.
“Hmm, the scent is strong, so I don’t think it’s bad.”
“Aren’t you glad that your aunt is like that too? I am also very crazy about this smell.”
“You boy! What if a grown lady uses such a vulgar word?”
“Oh, it’s a mistake, so please look at it.”
Lucienne, who was pretending to be cute, spilled her cream from her bottle into her palm her and tampered with it. Even though she had been left for a long time, she was a man’s divine agent, like a living elixir, with fresh energy as if freshly squeezed.
‘It’s not like that, you’ll be addicted soon too. The smell of my husband’s cum is something females can’t help but fantasize about. I assure you, if you see a job that deals with magic breaking, you will ask where you got this precious thing. It’s because the me in my previous life did everything I could to perfect it.’
I didn’t lie. It was true that Orianne was looking for it every day, and it was also true that Lucienne was also a crazy smell. Above all, my man’s bodily fluid was already a thing with great magic power. So, with a little skill, it was a material that could be processed into anything.
It is quite common to mix it with a nearby moisturizer like this.
‘From the instinctive stage, it functions as an aphrodisiac that charms the opposite sex. But I hope you don’t mind that I’m not frivolously shoving your back. If you never get to taste Rom’s dick, this is just cosmetic surgery.’
Trophies without hard work are worthless. Leaving the fun of inducing people to cross the line is what Lucienne Lemoang pursues. Because anyone who truly knows the aesthetics of packaging can enjoy the process as well.
“Close your eyes, aunt.”
“Yes.”
Originally, the intention of the Margrave’s lady was to make the high-nosed female realize the subject. The goal was to manipulate the man who would become my master into getting used to the texture and smell of desire.
‘But somehow it feels like it’s going a little differently than I expected…’
After carefully smearing the cream of sticky cum on the Duchess’s smooth face, Lucienne followed, observing her reaction to her. She gathered her powers her, plus a few mysteries, into the tips of her fingers her and slid down her belly her. She glared at her as she touched the clothes that contained the uterus below her navel, her pretending it was a mistake.
‘The mystery of clairvoyance.’
The gaze penetrating under the fine and soft skin searched for the duchess around the corner.
‘The mystery of mental movement.’
While looking into the source of her femininity her like the palm of her hand her, she microscopically stimulated the sensitive cervix with her telekinesis. Then, Henrietta, who was concentrating on her procedure with her eyes closed, clearly caught her turning over and her face her turning red.
‘No way… ?’
Most of all, he let out a vague moan between the low songs of the record player.
‘This sensitivity! This shape! In addition, proof of the pleasure that the person himself exhales without realizing it!’
Lucienne could not hold it in any longer and covered her mouth her. She let out a silent laugh and was sure I was right. Because she had explored her female body hundreds of times using Françoise’s body as a training material, there were facts that could be known.
‘My aunt, did you?’
Henrietta LeBlanc is frustrated.
‘I know that Gallic bravery is not a eunuch. Didn’t her husband and wife become awkward because they didn’t have children while they were married for political reasons? From the wrinkles in her vagina and the sensitive cervix of her, it’s clear that she has n’t accepted a man for at least a few years.’
The eyes of the best mystic in the frozen land are accurate. Perhaps because they were her sisters of her, the insides of Henrietta and Oriane’s vaginas were quite similar, so it was easy for the Lady Marquis to guess their condition her. That’s because in the past, whenever I had free time, I used to peek at her birth mother’s womb her.
“How about the Vedic-style cream I made myself?”
“You like it? My nephew can be an alchemist.”
“There are many better ones! These things have already been verified, so if it’s okay with my aunt, I’d like to experience it, but is that okay?”
“Auntie, of course it’s good, right? I’m really envious of Oriane. To think that she could receive such care from her beautiful daughter every day. I think he was born with a child fortune.”
The skin of the slippery and beautiful Duchess’s face was covered with a moist glow. Just by applying it for a moment, the water shines dazzlingly. After lightly rubbing the towel woven with fine thread, there was also a dry feeling.
“Hehe, I might be an unfilial daughter.”
“If it were real, I wouldn’t even tremble with such humility.”
“It could be because I’m very dark inside.”
“He too, he does n’t know anything else about his aunt, but he knows very well how kind our Lucienne is.”
The lady of the Marquis, who glanced at her milky white bra and panties, licked her lips. Henrietta, lying in her unprotected underwear her, was, in her words her, a table set. She reached out her hand, determined to prepare this delicious sacrament before the evening banquet was held.
“There is no one in Marquis that knows how to be filial as well as I do.”
“Well, my aunt vouches for it.”
“Sweet Henrietta, we should serve her to Lucienne Le Moinman’s Haute Cuisine for her aunt her.”
“Oh, is it a dinner?”
“So to speak. The ingredients used in this cream are also very delicious ingredients. Mom used to secretly feed me and let me know.”
While holding the next tool in hand.
“What is it, what are you curious about?”
“Do you know milk jelly from Britannia?”
“I don’t really like the food culture there, so I’m not very good at studying, so I’ll have to try what it tastes like.”
“I’ll give you a taste right away. You’ll probably be so crazy that you can’t eat without it.”
He grinned with a sly expression.
“Hey man, don’t use that word.”
“Ah, my mistake!”
Lucienne Lemoang’s massage hasn’t even started yet.
