Chapter 44 – Chapter 44: Service
A half-erected man’s object, and a woman standing awkwardly on top of it, unable to get on or get out of it.
Both of them were dressed in simple clothes, and their immaculate inner skin was exposed as they were disheveled from moving their bodies around.
Does it make sense to have guilt instead of sexual desire in such a situation?
Some Constellations treat incarnations as inferiors, consumables, or convenient beings who earn points, but I’m not.
Because I was acutely aware of how precious it is to interact with living people.
There are people who make friends with a volleyball after drifting on an uninhabited island. How precious would it be to meet a real person?
I thought so as I felt the soft body of a woman in her arms.
I hoped that this woman of mixed flesh would not feel burdened and stay away from me.
Because I wanted a little closer relationship. Even if it’s a constellation, an incarnation, or a contract, they eventually meet as a man and a woman in their dreams.
It’s good to love me and show me what you’re thirsty for
I didn’t want to see it turn into a burden and treat me obligatory.
I think I want a lot of things myself, but as the last survivor of a world, wouldn’t it be okay to receive that much compensation?
Fortunately skin to skin I feel a mixture of lust and lust
I don’t feel the feeling of serving me on duty.
But when I see Lee Ha-rin who is always worried, I also get worried.
He was embarrassed and embarrassed about having sex with me, because it would feel bad if he did it as if he were serving.
Looking at it this way, Han Ye-ji was very comfortable.
Perhaps because of the lack of affection her, Han Ye-ji, who was sure that I would accept everything her and clung to her, had no reservations.
Less than Lynn, she said she felt a little close to me, even if she wasn’t to that extent.
Lee Ha-rin was a person who worshiped the constellation.
Seeing her pass out and froth her makes her a little overreactive, but her worship of the Constellation itself was not unusual.
There are people who think of the Constellation as being close to humanity, but
On the other hand, there were also people who thought she was a great being who couldn’t even compare to humanity.
Right now, she did just that with Lee Ha-rin, who is in my arms after performing a grueling ceremony.
When she’s having sex, she’s engrossed in pleasure and doesn’t think about it.
After a few climaxes, she feels that all sorts of troubles are rushing to her skin when she is at another sage time.
She lay side by side on the same bed and enjoyed the afterglow for a while.
Maybe cutting my arm is uncomfortable, maybe wet skin is unpleasant, maybe it smells
I wasn’t even offended, but I was worried about everything.
Of course, there is no man who would not like to lie in bed with her naked beauty her next to her.
If it existed with a low probability, it would be only a very small number of people with a taste for ugly women, gays, or eunuchs.
I am enjoying the languid aftertaste while patting my smooth, sweaty cheeks with a clicking sound.
Little by little the world breaks apart. First of all, today’s dream ends here.
“Don’t force yourself to study magic, and don’t get tired of using too much magic for money.”
I thought of that while whispering in Lee Ha-rin’s ear his, who was struggling between pleasure and guilt until the end.
Once we meet often and get used to it, wouldn’t it be possible to wear away the guilt?
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Can a person suffer because he is happy?
It’s a contradictory phrase, but it seems possible. I had a sudden thought.
Because of the happiness overflowing in my heart, my head hurt a little because of worrying about whether I could enjoy this kind of thing.
If others heard it, they would laugh at me saying that I was full, but what can I do?
Constellation, lethargic nightmare.
The merciful Constellation who chose me as my second incarnation.
It’s not that the power of the main body is strong, it’s not that it has a lot of points and gives enormous support, it’s not that it has an influence on the entire continent.
A weak Constellation with only two incarnations.
Even so, it was quite a hot topic in the community that organizes constellation information.
Because of my experiences and eyewitness accounts around the first incarnation that come up occasionally.
[Unpack the coffee you received from the constellation] +12
[Aren’t the names of the constellations too difficult?] +7
[Ah haha the Constellation descends every week at work] +89
Tall height well over 180, jet-black black hair that moves softly with the wind.
A small face with tightly packed features and the corner of the eyes twisting wildly whenever he smiles.
In contrast, his broad shoulders and broad chest are as good as those of men from the western continent.
A man who looks like a pictorial of CF stars who have been retouched is walking around in front of him, and what woman would not pay attention to her.
Especially if he it’s a man with a benevolent, caring, paternalistic appearance, as if he’s full of women’s sex fantasies.
“Is this the constellation bulletin board?”
“Yes? Oh yes-“
As I was taking a break after magic practice, I heard a low-pitched whisper in my ear.
When I looked back in amazement, the instructor had disappeared before I knew it and the Constellation had descended.
There are more and more sighting stories on the Internet, perhaps thanks to the constellation’s avatar operating time, which gradually increases by 5 or 10 minutes.
I put my chin on my shoulder and looked up at the screen, so I stiffened my hands and shoulders holding the screen and stopped so I could see it comfortably.
A long sigh flows into my ear as if he felt that I was stiff.
A warm breath tickled my ears, but I couldn’t even react.
Because I broke my promise with the Constellation Master again.
“Really, isn’t it about time you got used to it?”
“Huh, Constellation?”
It was also a bit embarrassing.
The skinship I’ve had with men in my life is only to the point of being supported during school retreats or military training.
How can you easily get used to a man’s body?
Of course, I had no intention of making such an excuse out of my mouth.
I guess you won’t listen anyway.
I feel a large hand reaching out from behind my back.
A large hand with well-protruded veins.
His thick fingers his bent and gripped the academy uniform skirt.
“The instructor will be back soon-“
“Don’t worry, I came to the door and asked you to come back in about 30 minutes.”
Have you ever had a conversation like that before?
Have you been so focused on surfing the web that you didn’t even notice it?
While I was distracted by the unexpected answer, my skirt went down with a hook.
A sense of shame is felt in the fact that the flat underwear without any flair is revealed and it is slightly wet with anticipation.
“Are you having strange thoughts again?”
“…Sorry.”
“What do you have to be sorry for? One day, they will naturally accept it.”
The thick hand that had undone the button on his skirt and his sneaks up on his thigh.
My heart beats like it’s out of order and two thoughts fight in my head.
The feeling of wanting to feel immoral pleasure in the middle of the academy
Feeling guilty for daring to use the Constellation to resolve abnormal sexual desires.
Funny enough, my Constellation wants me to throw away that guilt, but
Where would that be easy?
“Hey, let’s kill the voice though. No one will enter the room, but there might be someone roaming the hallway.”
A lethargic nightmare, my Constellation Master was truly like a nightmare.
A large man’s body pressed against his back so that he could not resist.
A hand stretched out low as if hugging his waist his gently rubbed his thighs and his underwear his.
Receiving the goddaughter in the arms of the constellation
19 There is a situation in reality where it is likely to be reported as blasphemous if written in nonsense.
Ah- that’s real blasphemy…
“Eh, Constellation?”
I close my eyes tightly and calm my breathing, which naturally becomes rough.
The thick fingers of his disappear without stimulating me as I get wet on top of my underwear.
I wanted today to pass without a big deal…
“Hey, wait!”
“Didn’t I tell you to lower your voice?”
When he opened his closed eyes, the Constellation was kneeling in front of me.
“Ugh, haha!”
The hot cheeks her felt on her thighs her and the even hotter breath pouring over her underwear her.
This is a nightmare of pleasure.
An immoral and insulting nightmare that blasphemes my faith in the Constellation.
But I did not dare to resist or escape.
Because my Constellation wants it.
“Umm, when can you get used to it?”
“I-I don’t want to get used to taking one foot off in public… “
“If you don’t like it, get used to me a bit more.”
My knees are trembling.
Because the hot breath contained in the small whispering voice is stimulating the gaps in my flesh through my underwear.
I feel my underwear getting visibly wet, and I feel the thrill of pleasure running down my back and shaking my head.
With my trembling knees caught, I can’t even run away, and I’m forced to struggle in pleasure.
Until it reaches its climax.
“Ahhh, ahhhhh-“
“Then, you can do the rest tonight.”
The wet underwear rolls down and hangs on my thighs.
The heated genitals were exposed to the cold air, and for a moment goose bumps ran down my back.
I caught my breath and looked down to see the constellation’s face still looking up at me from between my thighs.
The glowing eyes and thick eyebrows, heated with heat, languidly curves, drawing an arc like a work of art.
Getting used to being out in the open with mouth service from such a gorgeous man.
Could it be that he is putting too much of an ordeal on a mother-to-be solo person like me who has never had a proper conversation with a man?
“How about going to bed a little earlier today?”
“Ah, I see.”
A Constellation who disappears leaving only empty pleasure behind.
As of today, it’s already been a week since we woke up every day.
Disposing of the damp panties, I suddenly had a blasphemous thought.
‘Every time I clean up, it’s not a joke… Can I really get used to it while feeling this sense of shame?’
