Chapter 391 – #84_The Last Supper (2)
#389
One.
On the bare floor wearing shoes without a cushion, Count Yesod knelt on his knees.
A stripped dress lay neatly folded next to it.
A generously sized bra, strange lace panties, and high heels were decorated on top of it.
On the other hand, Siwoo is sitting comfortably on the sofa, wearing all his clothes, leaving only his belongings between his suit pants.
The Count, who had not even been allowed to put on a single thread of his, was moving his head back and forth eagerly, his hands resting on his kneeling thighs.
-Jjook… Jjoooook… Churup… Chew…
Is there a composition that clearly shows the difference in each other’s position?
The count’s thick lips gently wrapped around his pole, and his restless tongue licked his glans.
The count was in the process of making up Jiji with an expression that blended his shame and excitement properly without looking into Siwoo’s eyes.
With her saliva and melted lip gloss.
I hope you allow it so easily.
Are you a bit overbearing? Even Siwoo, who wanted to, was moved by her enthusiastic response.
“Suck a little deeper.”
Stop.
Count Yesod’s movements stopped.
Did this go too far… ?
However, the Count, whose eyelashes were quivering, bit deeper into his cock without muttering.
A fellatio deep enough to almost stab your throat.
The soft flesh inside the mouth that I had never felt before rubbed against the glans more steadily.
“Cheup… Ug… Uh… Oops….”
A chignon style with the hair at the back noblely braided upwards.
Breathing was painful, the eyebrows gathered slightly like a goose, and the lips hugging the cock.
And even the chest that flutters slightly behind.
I can’t stand it soon
Want to put
“It is done now.”
“Puha…. Coke… ! Coke… !”
The Count spat out his cock and then cautiously turned around to cover his mouth and cough.
The Count, who has been oozing with dignity in every single such trivial movement, kneels in front of him naked and receives a fella service.
However, today’s role-playing does not end at this level.
“This….”
After throwing an appropriate ad-lib to lead the scene forward, the count asked in a cautious tone.
“Why? Mr. Siu? Did you scratch your teeth… ?”
“Would you like to see this?”
The count’s eyes are headed for Siwoo’s tower.
Like a tree measuring his height, a round lip gloss ring was wrapped around his cock, indicating how far he had washed it.
“It’s dirty because of the Count’s cosmetics.”
“Ah….”
“I need to clean it up.”
According to the novel I just skimmed through, this level should be less than 50% of the level.
How will the count react?
“That, that… I’m sorry, what should I do… ?”
Still hesitating
The count averted his gaze and stroked the side of his head.
He threw a word like driving a wedge.
“Count Yesod soiled it, so I want to wipe it with the Count’s body. You know what I’m talking about?”
The Count gave a small nod of his head and he rose cautiously from his seat.
“I-I’ll clean it up for you.”
“Where are you going to wipe it?”
“My, my… Through my hole….”
The point is the way of speaking that is slightly arch-like.
“Whose where?”
“I… Countess Lucy Yesod…. Paper… Giro….”
After uttering vulgar words like lines in a novel, Count Ye Sod finally lowered his head and looked at his toes.
The look of his helpless hands gathered forward politely made him look like a severely scolded child.
In fact, it is common for situations like this to be difficult to do without alcohol.
Immersion is broken because of the cringe.
However, the Count’s reaction and his thinly trembling naked body with tightly biting his lips were enough to make me forget such miscellaneous thoughts and immerse myself in it.
As of this moment, Yesod Maman was Siu’s slave.
Shall we cross the line just a little bit more?
“I’ll do a test. Come closer.”
“Si, Siwoo…. I’m a little scared….”
“I heard that you clean my things, but I need to inspect them.”
Where does that look look scary?
It is the face of longing that wants ‘a little more’ even while feeling all sorts of shame, humiliation, and shame.
Siwoo patted the count’s thighs from side to side as if he was treating them like an object, and spread them shoulder-width apart.
As she gets closer, I feel her rapid to-and-fro hot breath.
You can also see the liquid flowing down his thighs.
I felt the sweet and sour body odor coming up from there took over my brain at once.
“The angle is bad. Get up on the table.”
The Count nodded his head politely and stepped up to the table.
Siwoo also leaned forward and touched the count’s petals with his hand as if examining his pussy.
How do you want your hair not to be so fluffy down.
The count’s pearl eggs, which seemed to be more swollen than before, and the appetizing petals that hung the curtains below caught my eye.
“If it’s this wet, will you be able to wipe it off well?”
“Huh… !”
The count’s tiny pearls flinched slightly at Siwoo’s sarcasm over the line while looking at his liver.
It was a sign she showed whenever she felt her sexual arousal.
“Why are you so wet anyway?”
“Chi Woo… All you know….”
“It’s because I want to hear it from the Count’s mouth.”
The confession of Count Yesod, who changed from a rich widow to a sheep that is easy to be eaten.
“Just now… And when I hit him on the ass…. Siwoo gave his stuff to his mouth…. Excited….”
He is a count who cooperates more diligently with role-playing than I thought.
More than that, Siwoo decided to embarrass the Count with all his heart and soul.
“Now come and wipe it.”
2.
“Ah… Yes… Whew… !”
– Prick! Poke! Poke!
The soft flesh of ripe fruits that have passed the harvest time.
If you mash the flesh with your hands, wouldn’t it have a similar scent and sound?
Deep in winter, the air becomes cold and dry.
An obscene sound that seemed to make even the air hot and moist resonated from the sofa.
The count squatting down and cleaning his cock, just like when he first inserted Siwoo the other day.
If there is anything different from that time, it is that the relaxed and confident expression has been distorted by shame and masochism.
And, as if the lower back had fallen out, it was an ambiguous teasing of the lower back.
The reason for the clumsy movement of the count was no different.
It’s because he’s feeling a lot more sexual pleasure than before, and he’s about to leave,” The Count whispered into his cock.
“I don’t think you’re very sorry, Count?”
“Huh… !”
Look at this.
As soon as he said it in a slightly sarcastic tone, the tightening tightened and the legs loosened.
Siu stretched out his hand and grabbed the count’s chest, which hung like a coveted fruit.
The tenderness that did not betray his expectations was filled in the palm of his hand.
“Oh, no, Mr. Siwoo…. I am working hard on my own….”
“Work hard….”
Siu quietly grabbed the count’s pelvis.
And he bounced his back just once and pressed firmly against the entrance of the Count’s womb.
– Chew!
– Push! Push! Push!
“Hoo-ok… Hehe… ! Kyaahang… !”
At the same time, the count loses his center of gravity and falls asleep.
She had only been stabbed once, but her body, which had been sensitive to various stimuli, reached orgasm immediately.
Lucy Yesod juice flowed out through the narrow gap.
The Count, bouncing his waist back and forth as if performing an ungainly dance, embraces the pleasure even more in the aftermath of the action.
At the same time, the count’s legs, which had been squatting down as if urinating, completely collapsed.
That soft female body falls into Siwoo’s arms.
Haha… ! I’m sorry… Haha… !”
Holding the pelvis firmly was the best choice.
Otherwise, the catastrophe of penile fracture could not have been avoided.
Siu realized how much the fulfillment of her fetish affected the quality of her orgasms.
It hasn’t even started in earnest yet, but it’s a much more intense climax than before.
Count Yesod clung to Siwoo’s arms almost as if he was sobbing, and his whole body shook as if he was about to break.
Not to mention down below.
Siwoo’s pants and shirts were so messed up that they had to be washed.
“You dirty it again….”
“Huh… Uhhh…. I’m sorry… Mr. Siu….”
“If you did something wrong, you should be punished, right?”
Second confirmation to ask the count’s intention.
Count Yesod’s answer to that was….
“… Punishment… Please….”
It was ok again.
3.
The Count lying on his back on the table at waist level like meat to be prepared on a cutting board.
It was an obscene posture with his arms tucked behind his hamstrings and his legs wide open.
Of course, it was Siwoo’s order.
Excited with anticipation, shaken with fear, and looking at Siwoo with eyes wet with lust.
“I think the Count pees at any time like a mannequin. I guess I need a little education.”
Siu stood in front of him and looked at the naked count’s cunt.
The chubby dune looks even more bold, perhaps because it is soaked with love juice.
And the one selected as the subject of corporal punishment was the Count’s love wrap switch.
It was a huge swollen clitoris.
“Are you ready? You must never lose your posture.”
To be honest, I wanted to try it from the first time I saw it.
It was the first time I had seen such a clear and round and pretty Klee.
Siwoo gathered his qi in his fingers as if he were playing eggs.
The Count’s gaze, which has changed to wonder as if he still can’t guess what will happen, follows Si-Woo’s fingertips.
“I will only hit the tropics.”
“Yes… ?”
And when that hand was placed in front of the wide open crotch of the Countess.
It was as if he had an intuition of what was about to happen.
“Now, wait wait wait… ! Mr. Siu… ! If you do…. Aaaaa… !”
But it’s too late.
As soon as Siwoo’s bead flicked with the sound of a crack!, The Count’s waist flung back with a scream.
At the same time, as if she was actually urinating, her love juice splashed out.
Haha… Haha… Haha… Haha… !”
In the meantime, the Count grips his hamstrings and shakes his body.
No, that’s not intentionally holding on to his leg.
It’s just that I couldn’t bear to let go because my muscles were too strong while holding my legs.
“Haaa…. Ha…Haha..Haha… !”
You can see her cunt hole wide open as if convulsing.
Matching the beat, the flower buds and Klee below it also flinch and repeat frantically.
The clean table top was immediately stained with love juice.
I didn’t even try that hard….
What is this scary
But roleplaying isn’t over yet.
“Count, do you really like it?”
“Ha… Uh… Si, Siwoo…. Too, this is too much….”
“There are still nine generations left. And….”
Siwoo gave the Count an extra shot of chestnuts without mercy.
“Kyaaaaa of !”
This time, his arm was untied and he tried to let go of his leg, so I fixed it with a ribbon.
“He didn’t say he was cheap this time and just left.”
-Widely!
“Kyaahang… ! Aaaaah! Siwoo… ! It was cheap… ! I was cheap… !”
-Widely!
“Only once… ! Let me rest just once… ! Kyahang… ! Uh..Haha… ! Again, it was cheap…. Now… “
-Widely!
Haha… Uh huh… Kyaheung… !”
The Count’s reaction, which became more intense even though he hit him more and more weakly.
However, with each hit, the reaction also becomes intense, as if the climax has overlapped.
However.
-Fuck!
“Turn it off… !”
The count’s body flinched violently after being hit by the last blow.
The excessively injected pleasure had blown the fuse of Count Geary.
