## Chapter 1339 – ##18_Former Duchess, Current Secretary (18)
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A dizzy head.
Between ragged breaths and gasps, Blanche barely managed to lift her eyelids.
“Blanche, sis?”
After blinking a few times, the flesh-toned silhouette took on a human form.
“Yvonne?”
“Of course, it’s me. Who else would be naked and tangled up with you like this?”
“That’s… true. What happened?”
Yvonne, who had been wearing a surprised expression, soon turned mischievous.
“Wow… all that practice paid off, huh?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve never seen you so turned on before, Blanche. Did you lose consciousness for a bit?”
Blanche still couldn’t figure out what had happened.
Judging by the fact that both she and Yvonne were naked, it seemed they had been making love until just now….
Why can’t I remember?
“I don’t really know what…”
“Look, when I gently… put my finger in and rub like this…”
Yvonne’s finger dug into her flesh.
‘Yvonne doesn’t usually go this far with her fingers…?’ she wondered, when—
-Squish
Blanche couldn’t help but shout at the explosive pleasure.
The lewd cooing that had been ingrained at a primal level over the past few days burst out like an automaton.
“Haaahhh!!! Siwoo, oppaaaaa!!!! There… there it isss…!!!”
Yvonne’s fingers, which had been pleasuring her with a suggestive expression, stopped abruptly.
Her face was deathly pale.
“What did you just say… Siwoo… oppa?”
“No! Yvonne…! It’s… it’s….”
Blanche, equally flustered, tried to make excuses to Yvonne, but at that moment—
“Phewuuuuu…. Hiyuuuuuu….”
A long, groan-like sigh escaped Blanche’s lips.
It sounded like the moan of someone being violated while unconscious.
“What the hell did you two do… on vacation…”
Yvonne’s hand trembled.
Blanche tried to explain.
“Phewuu… Hiyuuuuh…!”
But no matter how hard she tried to explain the situation, clear words wouldn’t come out, only sounds like a hissing kettle escaped through her teeth.
As she tried to explain the situation with gestures and kicks, she suddenly felt a sensation of falling.
“Phewuuu… Hiyuuuuuu… What?!? Uh…? Ah…?”
Blanche, who felt a jolt as if she had caught herself on a safety net during the fall, took a deep breath.
“Oh my, you’re finally awake?”
“Chairman…? What happened…? Just now, I was with… Yvonne…?”
Blanche, who had been slumped on the bed, raised her head with a start and looked around with a bewildered expression.
She tried to get up, but realized she couldn’t.
Blanche was kneeling on the bed as if she had sworn submission, and Siwoo, who was penetrating her from behind, was firmly holding down her pelvis.
“Where did Oppa go and why is it the Chairman? They say hearts change when going to the bathroom and when coming out. Ah, I guess the witch wouldn’t understand that saying.”
But that was just an additional factor.
“Your punishment is one round of ‘matured-horny-sloppy-premature-ejaculation-aegyo-pussy’ pounding.”
“Punishment…?”
-Squiish!
“Ah?”
The moment he slowly moved his hips forward.
Blanche realized that even if he hadn’t been pinning her down, she wouldn’t have been able to get up.
“Ah… Uwaaaahhh?!?!”
His cock slowly stirred her pussy.
His slightly curved, thick shaft scraped against every sensitive spot inside her,
and as it pushed forward, it seemed to press down on the wet, bumpy ridges.
The whole process of kissing her cervix felt vivid, as if she were watching a video.
Her starved pussy focused all its senses and nerves to extract pleasure.
“Heeik?! Eeik?!”
Blanche’s hands frantically clawed at the bedsheets.
The overwhelming pleasure, which she couldn’t bear otherwise, burned through her body like a white current.
It felt like both her pussy and her head had broken down.
“Eh, heh… Hiyuuuuuu…?!?!”
Just once.
Not even a back-and-forth motion, just a slow ‘insertion.’
But it was coming.
An orgasm.
The one Blanche had been craving for almost three days.
Not the fake orgasms she had been soothing herself with by sucking his member, caressing her nipples, and eating all sorts of topped foods…
But a real orgasm, felt by a sensitive, premature-ejaculation pussy that had been optimized for the peak of pleasure after three days of longing.
-Pshh! Pshh! Pshh!
“Kyaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!”
Even though his cock wasn’t moving, Blanche’s pussy began to convulse.
Her juices squirted out between the tightly fitted parts of the intercourse, as if it were a custom-made case for his cock.
It was as natural as filling a cup with gel and squeezing it with a piston, causing the gel to spill out.
-Pshh! Pshh! Pshh!
“Hwaaaa!! Uwaaaahhh!! Hweeeeeeeng…!!!”
Blanche screamed and then began to sob as she gushed out her love nectar.
It was long.
The orgasm was unbelievably long.
Orgasms that had only lasted about 10 seconds were continuing for over 30 seconds.
“Hwaaaa! Aaaaaaaaah! Uhaaaaaaang!! Ah, it won’t stop…! It won’t stop coming…?!
“Oh, is this how you do aegyo with your pussy? It tightens on its own even when I’m still.”
The pleasure that made even her nipples and clitoris, which hadn’t been stimulated, throb.
The wriggling of her pussy, which was contracting and relaxing on its own.
Even the flood of her juices that she was sloppily squirting out wouldn’t stop.
Just as he said, she was doing aegyo for her cock with all her might.
“Heik… Ik…! Ik…?!”
The climax, which had felt like eternity, ended.
Blanche’s pelvis twitched.
Not only her pelvis, but her whole body was trembling like a hypothermic patient with chills.
“It’s my first time seeing someone pass out right after I put it in. And it’s also my first time seeing someone come after such a gentle push.”
“Haa… haa…. Ugh… hwoo…”
Blanche’s skin, flushed with a healthy blush, glistened, soaked in sweat.
She rubbed the saliva that had dripped from her mouth and the tears that had flowed from the corners of her eyes on the bed, surrendering her body to the aftershocks of the storm.
“I wonder if you’ll come when I pull out?”
“Ch, Chairman… no, O, Oppa… no… don’t… if you pull out now… Blanche…”
-Chwoooooooop!
“Hgeeeeeeeek…!!!”
Blanche, who had tried to grab his wrist to stop him, was sent into a frenzy with a lewd, vulgar moan.
Her pussy, which was more sensitive to the urge for climax than if it had been soaked in aphrodisiacs, was now desperately clinging to the cock that had been teasing her every time, begging it not to leave.
-Pshh! Pshh! Pshh!
“Wow, it’s following me all the way out.”
“Hwa?! Uwaa?! Hwaaaaaaaang?!!!!!”
From a third-person doggy-style view, it was insane to watch.
The sight of a woman’s pussy clinging to the cock and being pulled out with it, a phenomenon known as ‘pussy grip’ in professional terms.
Just like when Blanche was doing a sincere fellatio, her pink pussy clung to the sides of the cock, pulling it out with a sticky, squishy motion.
It clamped down on the entrance, preventing the head from escaping, and the juices that the head scraped from the vaginal walls splattered as it was pulled out.
Even though she was this wet, Blanche’s signature bumpy ridges were not dulled at all.
If he were to pull out his cock, it would sound like a cork being popped, with a loud ‘pop!’
“Oppa… I’m coming again…! Blanche is doing aegyo with her pussy…! I came again…!”
Once when he put it in, and once when he pulled it out.
The difficult multi-orgasm was popping out like a vending machine with just one back-and-forth motion.
“Haa… haa… haa….”
Blanche, who was panting, slumped down again, lost in another long climax and an equally long afterglow.
She was sure she had started kneeling, but somehow she had twisted into a W-sitting position, which only women could do.
“Blanche-nim.”
“Yesss… yesss… Siwoo oppa….”
“How does it feel to be decorated with a truly sloppy, sensitive, premature-ejaculation pussy? You’re grateful, right?”
“Yes… I’ve never felt this good before… haa… haa…. Blanche’s… pussy… decoration… thank you….”
A satisfactory answer came back.
So, since things had turned out this way.
He decided to terrorize her climax vending machine pussy.
“From now on, I’m going to pound your pussy continuously.”
“…Huh?”
“Not ‘huh.’ I’m going to keep putting it in and pulling it out once every second. That’s what sex is, after all.”
“…Ah….”
Blanche’s face stiffened as she slowly understood Siwoo’s words.
She was coming every time he put it in and pulled it out, and now he was talking about back-and-forth motions?
And once every second?
“Ah, no… Oppa… then… Blanche’s… aegyo pussy will break… it’ll become a stupid, dumb pussy… Blanche wants to have a smart pussy….”
Blanche, who was rambling in fear at the cruel threat, was desperate.
So desperate that…
“Here, instead, I’ll give you… Blanche’s… favorite… butt pussy…!”
She weakly spread her butt cheeks with her limp hand, showing off her hole and acting cute.
“Hmm, that’s tempting?”
“That’s right, Oppa! Blanche’s butt pussy is also really…! Reeeally good at aegyo…!”
“How good is it?”
“I’ll… show you…! Like this… when I wiggle… I can loosen and tighten… I’m good, right…? I’m only showing this to Siwoo Oppa….”
-Wiggle wiggle
The petals, which could hardly be considered part of a vestigial organ, bloomed and closed repeatedly with Blanche’s skillful control.
It could be said that it was Blanche’s butt show to avoid the fate of becoming a climax vending machine.
“H, how is it, Oppa? It looks like it’ll feel good… uh? Uh…? That’s… not there… why? Whyyy…? Hwaaaaaaang!!!!”
-Squish squish squish squish
Using that sight as a wank material, Siwoo rapidly hammered the switch of the climax vending machine without saying a word.
Here, the vending machine was, of course, the pussy that had been matured for three days.
-Pshh! Pshh! Pshh!
“Oppa… you lied…! You said you’d watch…! Hwaaang! Kyaaaaaa! Kyaaaaaaaah!!!”
Blanche, who hadn’t had any time to prepare, was suddenly subjected to back-and-forth motions and reached a series of climaxes.
Every time he thrust in, her pussy kept reaching orgasm as if it were a lie.
She came before she finished coming, and then came again, and again, with overlapping orgasms.
-Squish squish squish
-Pshh! Pshh! Pshh!
“Hek… hek…! Hgek…?! Heeik!”
“It’s really well-decorated. You come every time I thrust.”
“Hek… heek… heik? Hweeeek, hek, hek, hek heeeek…!”
Blanche’s eyes, which had been panting like a bitch, slowly rolled upwards, showing the whites of her eyes.
She no longer had the strength to think about anything.
She didn’t have the strength to resist, the strength to try to negotiate, the strength to let out ridiculous moans, or even the strength to writhe in climax.
Her mouth, which had been complaining, could only pant out strange moans like a bug being crushed underfoot.
“H… ah? Ahh…? Hweeeek?!”
But the upper limit of the overlapping pleasure was mercilessly broken through to infinity.
“Hek… eek… ueee… hoeng….”
At this moment, Blanche was neither Siwoo’s personal secretary, nor the former witch, nor the former duchess.
“It’s cheap. I’ll just turn you into a can of semen.”
She was the witch Blanche of the climax-vending-machine pussy that came as soon as it was penetrated.
She was the witch Errelim of the cock-toy that did aegyo with her pussy and received thick jizz, her only value.
“Hwaaaaaaang!!! Siwoo oppaaaaa!!!!”
-Gush gush gush
When her cervix was pounded by the stream of semen more intensely than ever before….
Blanche bloomed at the moment of climax.
Like a flower blooming in the red dawn.
