Chapter 43 – Scarpy’s Plot to Get Into Orbit – 3
It was a rather cool early spring night. That day too, Sylvia went into her bedroom with only a thin evening dress covering her naked body. As expected, Vito was waiting in the middle of the bedroom, her cobalt blue eyes already glowing reddish with lust.
But contrary to her expectations, Vito did not hug her. Rather, she put a thick, long gown over Sylvia’s back and asked her to go outside.
“Where are you going?”
Sylvia’s words were ignored as if she was curious. Vito held her by the hand and dragged her out of the palace, and without Sylvia knowing why, she was carried away wearing only an evening dress and gown and wearing her slippers.
Sylvia’s body trembled because the wind was still cold outside her. The ground she stepped on was also quite cold, with her bare feet and only her slippers on.
“Why is that? Where are you taking me?”
Sylvia’s voice trembled, perhaps from her cold air or from anxiety. But Vito still didn’t answer and just took her by the hand and took her somewhere. After she peeled off her skin, Silvia, who was only a weak woman, could not withstand the strength of her strong man and was dragged away.
When I came out to the main road, a small black carriage was waiting for me. Vito put Sylvia in the carriage. As if drawn by her puzzled expression, she got into her carriage and covered her mouth as she momentarily swallowed her breath. In her wagon, in the depths of it, sat her scorpion, the perverted old man who pushed her into her present abyss, with a cruel grin at her ugly features.
“Everything, you…”
Seeing Sylvia tremble with her tangled emotions, which she couldn’t clearly identify herself, she smiled even more hideously.
“It’s been a while, Her Highness the Crown Princess. How was Bitto that I introduced you to? You seem to have had a good time, but… Cuu cu …”
Sylvia was humiliated by her blatant ridicule, but without a word of excuse, she had no choice but to sit down next to him. Opposite her was the distracting bulk of her Vito. Scarpy continued to exchange her obscenities with Vito, and Sylvia, blue from her humiliation, could barely resist covering her ears.
A small wagon ran down the road. She looked around at Sylvia with her anxious face, but it was pitch black outside her window and there was no moonlight, so she couldn’t even guess where she was going.
“Why are you doing this? Where are you going?”
Involuntarily, a sharp voice jumps out of her. Scarpy then ordered Vito as if he was displeased.
“Cluck, I guess it’s too hard. Bitto, aren’t you lacking in teaching assistants?”
The big black man also nodded his head.
“Certainly so. I think we need to make it a bit more flexible before we get to Sophia’s house.”
Silvia parted her pretty lips slightly in astonishment as she watched the two proceed among themselves, completely ignoring her wishes.
“Hey. What is this…”
But her pleas were clearly ignored. Vito immediately grabbed Sylvia’s hand and in an instant collapsed into his wide arms, pressing her lips against her man’s thick lips.
“Oooh!”
The moment Sylvia opened her eyes wide, not even uttering her screams, her manly hands untied the laces of her gown and grasped her breasts, which rose above her thin, soft evening dress. Her electric shock ran through her body like an electric current.
The unfortunate thing about her was that her body was burning hot even as she was humiliated and violently abused in front of her, as the human copy she hated the most was clearly watching her. No, rather, her beautiful body, which had already been tamed as a masochist, trembled with her lust while feeling intense pleasure from her one-sided sexual act completely ignoring her own will.
The temperature of the blood circling the blood vessels throughout the body rose, the eyes grew reddish, and the exhaled breath felt warm. The nipples hanging from the tip of her breasts, which were shaking in the man’s grasp, trembled, and her cobalt blue eyes were moistened with lust.
Vito’s cauldron-like hand ripped through the silver skirt of her evening dress, which rolled up to reveal her sleek legs. With the hem of her silver skirt rolled up to her waist, her white thighs exposed underneath, and the sight of a black hand stroking the top was sensational enough to take the viewer’s breath away.
The crimson glowing pubic area between the legs was revealed as the skirt rolled up, and there was no panties, the piece of cloth that should have been there.
Sylvia had already gone without wearing underwear such as panties, bras, underpants, and underskirts for a long time. She used to wear only her robe right over her naked body. It was because of Vito’s intention that it was troublesome to take off, but Sylvia herself liked it better. Her lewd nudity wanted to be massaged into her man’s hands and pierced by her hard penis rather than get her into shape in front of her mirror in her fancy underwear.
“Aang!”
As her Vito’s hand slipped between her slender, outstretched legs, she let out her raunchy moan as she bent her head in two. Every touch of her man’s hand twisted her back and twisted her legs. It was not an act of denial, to anyone’s eyes, but a bodily frenzy of her pleasure.
Judging that her woman’s cunt was already wet enough, Vito lifted her delicate body and slammed it down over his penis. Her woman’s body convulsed like an epileptic.
