Chapter 241 – Chapter 240 – Pussy Bargaining ♥
“Hey~ wake up~ Hey~?”
“…..”
Ian woke up with trembling eyebrows at the trembling body and the woman’s voice in his ears.
As she stared blankly at the woman’s face in her field of vision, the woman blushed in embarrassment, she said.
“Are you awake? Hmmmm anyway… Please wake up the party and leave. We also have to rest now…”
Ian shook her head to bring her back to her senses as the mid-sky sun poured down inside her bar like an aurora.
And he looked at her own body her, her naked body her. Her nipples were greatly swollen and red and swollen from how hard she sucked and bitten.
Her lips were slightly swollen from hours of kissing her, and her cock was wet with her saliva.
The woman waking her Ian her, blushed at the sight of her Ian her looking at her own body her, she whispered in a very small voice.
“Yesterday was a little… Strange day, right? Usually it doesn’t get hot like that… Hmmmm Anyway, yesterday… It was fun… I’ll serve you the next time you come,hehePlease visit again.”
Only then did her Ian realize that she was the slut she had sucked his cock her for the first time yesterday.
As she stared blankly at her, she laughed bashfully at her, waved her hand at her, Ian her, and then moved on to her feet her to do her own thing.
“Whoah…”
Ian, who looked at her back without a word, sighed involuntarily at the feeling that her whole body her was drained of energy, and fell face down again.
She gazes at the brown wooden ceiling and closes her eyes as if waiting for her body her to gain strength. In the dark, as if tidying up, she hears the busy footsteps of the maids.
At that moment she noticed several footsteps stopping around her.
One was heavy and the others were the light footsteps of a woman.
And… Ian felt the woman’s voice that she longed to hear tickle her ears.
“My baby, you’re a sleepyhead♥ It’s morning♥♥”
Cautiously opening her quivering eyes, Ian could see Holsta Uros, a slick horn with silver hair that glistened in the brilliant sunlight outside her.
The moment she saw her casually saying hello to her, Ian involuntarily felt relieved.
‘I… Why did you do that…’
Ian was so, she noticed why she was naturally relieved.
She was anxious
She continued to worry, in case she really didn’t, that her own women had given their hearts to those mercenaries.
After she arrived in the city, her sinister heart her grew stronger.
To hide her insecurities of her, she desperately surrendered herself to the pleasures of her prostitutes.
Even so, the discomfort of a stone stuck in her chest her did not go away, but her her Ian her disappeared in an instant as she looked at the women surrounding her.
As she blankly looked at the women around her, they all tilted their heads with puzzled eyes.
Cecile squatted down and said while gently stroking her hair her.
“Are you okay? Are you not sick?”
Ian replied in a voice that was choking in spite of himself.
“It’s okay.”
“… Really? Huhuhu By the way… Did you enjoy coming?”
“…..Sorry”
Her Ian her quietly apologized, and this time Grace squatted down with a grin.
“What are you sorry about?”
“… Just everything, I’m sorry”
“I’m sorry, honey, should we do better?”
As she stroked Ian’s hair while smiling, Cecil pouted her lips and scolded Grace.
“I really did as Grace asked, so why is Ian apologizing?”
“Ugh~ I don’t know what you’re talking about?”
“…Grace?”
“… Hmmmm yes Mr. Ian… You seem a bit lacking, so I guess it’s what Grace planned…”
“Is it good though?”
“… Honestly, Joe, it was great”
“… Hehe, I’m glad.”
The moment they were having a friendly conversation, Sui laughed and shouted.
“I liked it too! Sex after a long time!”
“… I didn’t hear that?”
“Hmmmm, maybe I didn’t say that was Mr. Niel?”
Hehe, it’s Mr. Niel~”
“… It feels like I’m being teased for something.”
As Niel frowned as if she had pouted, Scarlett spoke to Ian with a soft smile this time.
“You’re not mad, Mr. Ian, are you?”
“No, I’m not mad…”
“Huh… Then it’s a relief. I thought you were upset because you never picked it up. But I’m glad last night. Ian enjoyed it while we were enjoying it.”
“Hmmmm…”
Scarlett’s meaningful smile made Ian blush and clear his throat as if he was embarrassed.
The moment we spoke so affectionately again.
“It was all smoke, right?”
Astell, who had a wild night with Ian’s wives last night, appeared with a displeased look on her face.
“Astel-san? Huh? Didn’t Astel-san notice it too? The others in the party seemed to notice.”
Grace tilted her head and said, Astell was about to say something when Kardon placed her hand on her shoulder her from behind.
“Calm down, there’s no way women who haven’t met the boss for a few days will leave their husbands and stick together with other men, right?”
“… You’ve been made fun of, but you’re still standing?”
“To play with, I was able to spend a hot night with beautiful women, but the word play is not appropriate.”
“……”
“Yeah, Captain, I think it’s a trade-off, and… You’d better not think of revenge. We can’t help.”
Kardon laughed and said, and Narcissus took her words of her.
“At first, it was ambiguous… Those people seem to be the mercenaries who protected the city of the Order.”
“Yes, there are no Holstauros who travel in the first place except for those mercenaries.”
“It was fun, but it’s been a while since I saw my body.”
Haha, so I thought I couldn’t even have sex while I was on my way, but it was the best that the heroes even relieved my sexual desire.”
“… Haaaaa… I’m the only one who’s been fooled.”
Astell let out a sigh as if he had run out of energy at the sight of the party smiling and replying.
She looked at Ian’s group, who were looking at them, and hardened her expression as if she had decided after hesitating.
“It’s late to meet the guardians of love like this… It’s late, but nice to meet you. And… Hmmmm, I’m sorry for being excessively rude to Mr. Ian.”
Astell, who belatedly recalled her own ugliness of her, bowed her head respectfully, blushing as if in shame.
Cardon said with a giggle.
“Ah, the captain is also a member of the Church of Love, so I was thankful during the trip. He doesn’t really apologize, because you wanted that too.”
“… It’s okay.”
As her Ian her accepted her apology her, Astell bowed her head again in gratitude and looked at her her Grace her with complicated eyes before expressing her gratitude.
“And… Thank you to Grace, Mr…. For accepting my childish complaint…”
“Huh, it’s okay. I didn’t hate it, did I?”
“… Thank you.”
As the story ended amicably, Cardon scratched her chin.
“Anyway, where are you going?”
“Ah, we are in the Orc Holy Land…”
“Huh? Orc sanctuary? Hmmm… If that’s the case, you’ll need directions as well.”
“It would be comfortable to have.”
Ian replied with a nod of her head, and Cardon smiled at Ian’s tiny, open-topped chrysalis her.
“I understand what you’re thinking… I’ll introduce you to a man who knows how to get to the Holy Land safely and quickly.”
“…..Why…”
“Well, thanks to you, the road wasn’t boring, so think of it as a reward. Heck, heck. Oh, but you’d better be careful. I’ll take a shower and go to sleep.”
As Kardon stretched out and moved forward, the mercenaries greeted each other and followed.
Astell followed them, bowed her head respectfully, and disappeared from sight.
And Ian, feeling the rustle of the scraps of paper with the address written on them, realized that the end of this journey was not far away.
* * *
The world is one huge trash can.
“Whoops”
Today, I sat down in a corner of the back alley and sighed as I looked at the blue sky visible through the new hole in the ceiling.
The wrinkled face, ugly appearance that would make you hate it the moment you saw it, plus the short stature and small body shape made me even more miserable.
Since when did this happen?
When my mother abandoned me on the street as a child?
Or when she couldn’t freeze to death on the street and was picked up?
Was it because I did my best to live hard?
If not…
A silver-haired woman with a dazzling smile flashes past me in her head.
“Fufuuuuu…”
My chest was stuffy and I tried to vomit everything out, but even if I let out a sigh, nothing got better.
Seriously… This world is garbage.
It was really pitiful to see myself struggling to survive by simply finding food for the day with no hope.
Of course, self-torture won’t change anything, but even so, I felt at ease with self-torture, so I threw myself back into the endless vicious cycle.
I continue to live even though I think that my life will hit the bottom and nothing will get better.
Why?
Even when I constantly asked myself why I didn’t commit suicide, there was no answer.
I licked my lips and stared blankly at the sky.
Maybe I will die meaninglessly by being stabbed by a vagabond wandering the streets.
It may happen years from now, or it may happen right now, but I’ve noticed that, oddly enough, I’m not afraid of dying at all.
What I’m afraid of is…
Yes, I was afraid for only one reason.
‘Sex… For quite some time, no’
You will die without having sex.
Suddenly, the will to live rises.
How long has it been since I haven’t hugged a girl?
I don’t remember very well.
The only thing I remember is the faint touch of the woman’s soft skin and the warm cunt tightening her prick that had touched my virginity for a moment in the distant past.
“…Money, let’s save up and hug a prostitute…”
For a moment, she felt a surge of heat in her groin, and as she lowered her head, the only thing worth the most in this lousy body began to assert itself.
As if I could rip off my shabby pants at any moment, my angry cock trembled and soaked them in copper liquid.
A present from an unknown father, a gift from an unknown mother, and thinking that even a decent amount of men would shrink in front of my cock, I took out my cock that was rioting.
Then, the cock swells in the pants! It soared high with a sound cutting through the air.
Perhaps it was because he had n’t washed for a long time, the cock stung his nose.
It was not only ugly in appearance, but the blood vessels protruded from the pillar of the cock, and it trembled every time the cock jerked.
The only smooth corner was the glans at the tip of his cock.
Even the glans head is surrounded by the epidermis, and only the urethra is exposed.
She was so large that she was nearly 27cm tall, and her thickness was about the size of a child’s forearm.
As if boasting of her reproductive ability her with the pinnacle of the dragon, the extremely heavy balls the size of my eggs were drooping on the floor, wriggling from time to time, producing useless semen.
The moment she tries to hold on to her cock while smiling innocently at her proud son’s majestic figure.
“Anybody home?”
My life has changed 180 degrees at the sound of a woman’s flamboyant voice, as if a woman’s jade beads are rolling.
