Chapter 34 – The Spoiled Saint (1)
Episode 34: The Spoiled Saint (1)
Square square.
In the quiet office, Ikarut checked overdue documents today.
‘Seylon village…’
When you play a hero character, the first tutorial location that appears is Syllond Village.
In the village, the beloved sister, parents, and ordinary hero’s daily life became a mess due to a monster attack.
Peace shattered in an instant. As if it were at this time, an expeditionary expedition to defeat the demon lord by receiving an oracle.
The hero who received the oracle becomes a hero who protects world peace by avenging his family. It was an obvious scenario plot.
‘Why did I go to my hometown where there is no family?’
According to the scenario setting, the town of Syllond did not have a warp so that it could not be returned in the game.
After the warriors of the previous generation were also entrusted with the game scenario. I did not set foot in the hometown I left.
The actions of the great warrior this time were bizarre. The gender was also reversed, and it did not move according to the scenario. Everything was variable.
And…
‘I don’t even know if I found the holy sword.’
There is only one reason why I devote my heart to finding a hero. It was because of the Holy Sword.
A sword said to be drawn by a warrior who received an oracle. It is the only weapon that can kill the Demon King. After receiving the oracle, the Holy Sword appeared naturally.
The place where the Holy Sword was formed was random. And only the hero could know the location of the holy sword.
I want to know whether or not you have the holy sword. The hero disappeared.
“Master… ?”
Ikarut raised his eyes. There was a saintess with only her head poking out through the gap in the door. Lesilia, who had brought her refreshments and tea, cautiously moved her steps.
She was like a cat, stealthily walking away, killing her presence. Dalgrak, slowly put the food on the tray one by one.
Though she tucked her long, flowing hair behind her ears, fearing she would bury something. He didn’t mind the fluttering of her breasts.
The saintess was still tying her apron over her erotic maid outfit. Her open side exposed her soft skin.
Covering her pierced nipples, her titties sway enticingly.
“You don’t feel ashamed anymore.”
“Yes… Oh, ah!”
Lesilia tilted her head, then wrapped her arms around her breasts. She stealthily looks at her and then quickly lowers her face.
The auricles turned red. The saintess is ashamed, but wants to be seen openly in front of her.
‘It has changed a lot.’
Ikarut pretended not to know and drank the tea. Her bitter taste rolls on the tip of her tongue and warms her mouth.
I’m fine. The corner of her stiff mouth loosened a little. Just then, Lesilia’s chin snooped on its own. The twinkle in her eyes made her expect something.
I fidget with her fingers, and when her eyes meet, she smiles softly.
“Do you like the taste of tea?”
“… It’s not bad.”
“I’m so glad.”
Kneeling on her knees, Lesilia lands on her thighs. Her breasts spread out on each side and the skin of her skin touched them. The saintess lay down comfortably using her teeth as a cushion and climbed up to protect her chin. Ikarut patted his head habitually. Her thin laugh leaks out and her blue eyes close halfway.
As time passed, her saintly charm increased. The quiet and shy best friend he knew was spoiled wherever he went.
“… Uh? The owner’s tie…”
A slightly crooked tie. Lesilia stood up without hesitation and stretched out her hand. Her hands are quite skillful in tying her tie.
There was a lot of talk about whether my master was comfortable. The saintess chitters like her chick and straightens her necktie.
“You must be very tired today. The collar is crooked, and the tie is crooked.”
“…”
“Hey, first time seeing you. The master has always been neat.”
“…”
“Uh, because of this, we somehow… Are you like a couple? … Huh?”
Lesilia’s expression changes in various ways as she watches. She then purses her lips wide, as if she had slipped her tongue.
Actually, Ikarut did not respond. Surprised by my words, the saintess said nothing while sweating profusely.
“Oh, oh, yes. When I look at romance novels, I give West a tie. So, she suddenly remembered it… No, so… I’m sorry, master… !”
“Are you done talking?”
“I’m sorry, Master…”
Lesilia sighed and bowed her head. Her self-blame was evident.
She is a saint loved by all people. However, due to her face-to-face image and the strict discipline of her order, marriage and romance were impossible.
‘So I learned it through novels.’
She also said that she was exposed to erotic novels.
She was just amazed to see the unexpected side of the saintess. Understanding her closed environment, Ikarut raised a teacup and enjoyed the remaining tea time.
Seeing his expression as if nothing had happened, Lesilia remained quiet as if uneasy. Ikarut glanced sideways at the fresh cream cake served as a snack.
He didn’t like greasy whipped cream very much. As I glanced at the whipped cream on the outside, the quick-witted Lesilia brought her tray.
Within seconds she quickly moved her bowl.
“… Oh!”
Wow, my hand slipped. A piece of cake rolled off and smeared whipped cream on his pants. Lesilia hurriedly took care of herself, but had to change her pants.
The paperwork was fine. Her clothes were just a matter of getting new. Contrary to the casual Ika route, her Resilia’s complexion turned pale.
Her clothes got dirty as she hurriedly picked up her crushed whipped cream cake. The white whipped cream protruding from the voluptuous upper body looked a bit strange.
“I… Master…”
Her groin area was also smeared with whipped cream.
Upon discovering her location, Lesilia’s face turns a pale blush. Kneel her between her legs and bring her upper body close. A little bit of whipped cream melts between her deep breasts and slides inside her. The saintess licked her thick lips and continued her words.
“Cleaning by mouth… Shall I… ?”
“Do I have to do it with my mouth?”
“But… From an erotic novel…”
As he stroked her cheek, Lesilia opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Saliva dripped from the tip of her tongue.
Her face reached deep into her thighs. He put his tongue on the side of her groin and slowly swept it up. Her white whipped cream was smeared on her, melting on her tongue.
Lesilia lowered her head and buried her lips a little deeper. It’s cold, it’s cold, it’s cold. She focused on her genital area over the fabric of her pants and sucked.
Ikarut stroked the platinum-colored crown of his head and grabbed it. I gradually got an erection by biting and sucking on the cloth and breathing in. Lesilia moistened and kissed her convex pillar. Her cock got so big that it came through her pants. Lesilia kept her eyes open as she sucked her cock over her cloth. Her half-turned blue eyes are full of heat.
Although the whipped cream is almost gone. She continued to wash the cloth. Her prowling tongue was ready to clean his cock at any moment.
“… Sun.”
As Ika Root’s languor fell, she pulled her zipper down with her front teeth like lightning.
Oh, the genitalia that jumped out, and the veins rose abruptly. Lesilia took a deep breath and put it all the way down her throat.
She cupped her scrotum with both hands and cleaned her cock with all her care. I licked the moist cock shaft around and soaked it with saliva. Even the smell of pre-cum brought her into heat. Lesilia’s knees gradually opened, revealing the mounds of her cunt. The center of her panties was soaked.
“You were excited.”
“Ah, yes!”
“You should do your best to shed your pussy juice.”
“Hey! Uh huh… It’s a sin, I’m sorry that I spilled my pussy water again so that I couldn’t get it right…Oh!”
I stabbed the inside of my panties with the tip of my shoe. Then the wetting speed of the panties accelerated. When you press down on it, the tips of your shoes stained with love juice become shiny.
Excited, Lesilia licks her tongue as she holds onto the prick shaft. A pointed tongue flies back and forth over her reddish tip. When I grab her by the leash and lift her up, her female body comes with it. He sat on her lap with her thighs wide apart. Her thick cock poked up between her wet cunt. Lesilia involuntarily lets out her moan and shakes her waist.
Her thin lines stretched out as clitoris smeared the shaft of her cock.
“Huh… Master… Poke my baby boy with your big cock… Haaang, haaang…”
“Be patient.”
“Huh, huh… Hehe… I’m sorry that the nursery flinched… I’m sorry that the rotten pussy of the masochist bitch wants to eat cock…”
Lustful words spilled from Lesilia’s lips as she moved her hips and stroked her cock with her cunt.
Her big breasts swayed wildly as her waist tightened. Ikarut grabbed one of her breasts, which were swaying wildly, and tugged at them. The movement of the excited woman’s body stopped for a moment. In the meantime, she smeared her whipped cream on her fingertips.
“Clean it up.”
“Hahm… ♡ Yes, Master…”
Lesilia took off the straps of her apron and pulled her top down to reveal a sultry bra that covered only her nipples. She shyly turned her head away and pulled her bra up.
Ppoyong, voluptuous breasts swayed. There was a black ring of piercing between the light pink nipples. She pierced her nipples herself. She twitched as she pressed her thumbs on her erect nipples. Ika Root smears whipped cream over her glamourous breasts. A navel concave from her collarbone. And she carefully applied whipped cream all over her breasts. A small chunk of melted whipped cream trickled down, and it seemed that her semen was splattered.
“It turned into a cake itself.”
“Ugh, Master… I’m so ashamed of this…”
“Even after doing all the dirty things. A lot of useless talk.”
“That, but… Haang♡”
Ikarut buried her face in her collarbone. As she licked it gently with her long tongue, it tasted like fresh cream mixed with salty sweat. She had only done hard work, but Lesilia, seeing her static and grotesque caress for the first time, was at a loss. He closed her eyes tightly and grabbed both of her hands. He licked her neckline, then sucked her breastbone.
“Huh, huh…Huh, hot!”
The dried whipped cream dripped from her and her back bent. She buried her face in her more exposed breasts and continued her intense caresses.
She grabbed the wobbly back with one hand, then played with her nipples with the other. When I touched only one of her breasts, her nipples, full of heat, stood upright.
Her tongue touched her cream-soaked nipples. Lesilia’s eyes widened, and her rustle and her body moved greatly.
She bit her nipple painlessly and pushed her tongue between her teeth and sucked coldly.
“It’s cold, it’s cold… It’s cold, it’s cold…”
“Hauuu, Zhu Ying Niim… If you suck too much… Ha ha!”
Then she moved her head to her udder, which she had been touching. She even spins her nipples, which are already damp.
Lesilia involuntarily tightened her thighs and pressed herself into her arms.
Her glans touched her lower abdomen. A hot pole rubbed between her wet cunt. It looked like it would climax with her breasts. Lessilia squeezed her cunt hard so she wouldn’t be a spoiled bitch who went before her master. Although the flesh of her cunt was closed vertically. Her juice leaked out through her gap.
“It’s a pity that breast milk didn’t come out.”
“… He, in order to do that, he must have her baby seed… That’s taboo…Haaang!”
She forced her breasts together, brought the two nipples together, and sucked on them. Lesilia’s chin lifts high and her mouth opens slightly.
He lifted her hips and laid her on her desk in her office. The payment documents were scattered and a few fell to the floor.
When Lesilia’s thighs were spread wide, lewd juices were flowing between her pale and thick labia.
Her throbbing cunt was wet with anticipation of being poked.
“Nursery stand.”
“Ha… Ha… ♡ No, it’s okay… The baby house…”
“Didn’t you beg me to fuck you in the nursery a while ago?”
“That, Chiman… I resisted like this in erotic novels… ?”
Lesilia smiled lightly as she opened her crotch by herself.
