Fairy Helena 38

Chapter 38 – The Ruin of the Duke of the Sea – 4

Daniel slowly entered the bedroom. On one side of the lavishly decorated bedroom was a large bed with pink curtains hanging over it. As soon as the curtain is removed, the flawless beauty is revealed. It was Helena who swayed her man’s chest in the soft moonlight and exuded a deeper charm with disheveled blonde hair and pointed ears.

Daniel slowly reached out his hand, barely suppressing his trembling heart. He carefully pulled back his blanket, revealing his bulging breasts past his round shoulders. Eventually, Helena’s complete nakedness was revealed as she passed through her legs as slender as sticks and crossed her pretty feet. Warren forbade her own mistress to wear a single thread in her bedroom, so Helena would always be naked in it.

“Ah…”

Daniel sighed involuntarily. Her breath-taking beauty, her perfect body blessed by God, and the ardent charm and suffocating scent that radiated from her radiant body… Helena was such an amazing beauty. . Even among peerless beauties, she was a beauty of a different level, no, she was not that, she was a fairy. Not only is she beautiful, but she exudes a bewitching charm that destroys many of her men…

Daniel, another poor man who had become a prisoner of her charms, stretched out his trembling hand and stroked Helena’s cheek. Her soft skin, like a bunch of cream, her red lips parted

“A1”

He let out an ecstatic moan. Daniel’s breathing became more and more difficult. He moved his hand down. Since Helena’s skin was so white and smooth, his hand slid effortlessly down her neck, over her shoulder, and onto her chest.

“Ha, everything, you…”

It was then. Even Helena, a terrible sleeper, opened her eyes softly, feeling the chilly air and her tickling touch. She noticed her man right in front of her eyes and tried to move her tongue in a bit of surprise, but before that, she let out a groan at the thrill of pleasure felt in her chest.

“Huh, ah, no, Daniel, I, ah…”

Every time her breasts contorted, her pleasure rose up and made her whole body tingle, and Helena’s lustrous naked body became hot even from her light caresses. Her slender legs twisted and her naked body shuddered as if electrified as her man massaged her breasts with one hand and stroked her waist with the other.

“That, stop it, Daniel, I am your father’s concubine. Alas!”

However, Duke Warren’s son, Daniel, did not stop his brutal touch. Rather, he dug into the genital area, which was exposed defenseless because he was naked, and stroked her smooth legs. Suddenly, his lower body swelled so painfully that it broke off. After taking off all his clothes, Daniel attacked Helena’s naked body and spat out.

“Do not be ridiculous! You are mine I’m not that old man, I’m your master!”

In the midst of her feverish excitement, a thought ran through Helena’s mind.

“It was you. You keep me…”

In the hallway on the second floor overlooking her hall, in the twilight behind her backstage on the day of the party, on the lawn in the garden where she enjoyed her walk, the man who attacked and raped her right in front of her eyes. I was certain it was a man. Daniel laughed at Helena, who was lost in her lewd pleasures, as he did then, caressing her ear with his Ragga hand and pinning her down.

“That’s right, today I will make you completely mine.”

Helena pursed her lips and tried to say something, but as if he didn’t need to hear Helena’s reply, he slammed her slender legs apart, driving his own penis into her midsection. As Helena’s naked body bent like a bowstring, a screeching scream burst out of her coquettish lips instead of words.