Chapter 52 – Stranger (5)
Isabella’s tongue runs through Siana’s body. As if she were painting on a pure white canvas. Her tongue passes over her belly, between her slightly raised breasts, and in one unstoppable climb to below her collarbone.
“Oops… ♥”
Hearing Cianna’s moans, Isabella lifts her head. From her belly to her chest, a single ray of luster shimmers weakly in the light.
“Chew-up-, heeb-, wow-♥”
Isabella again overlaps her and her body and mixes her tongues. She was more violent than anything she had ever mixed, and if anyone saw it, you could say it was nasty.
Her shortened breaths overlap, and her tongues push each other out and then entangle again.
When Isabella’s tongue moves, as if examining her ciana’s teeth, her gums, her warm, wet tongue tramples her as if in response.
Hot breaths intertwined, and stretched threads continued to connect between their lips, which soon entangled and intermingled again.
Strange enough to lose one’s mind
“… Good?”
She opened her mouth, which had been touching her for a while, and Isabella looked at Sianna. There is light again in her green eyes. Rather than the transparent and clear light of the past, it is only a flame that burns for a while by overflowing pleasure,
Siana couldn’t answer her question. No, maybe she couldn’t even hear her question,
Side.
After Isabella kissed her on the nape of her neck once more, she slowly reached her hand around her waist and found her right button without difficulty.
She lightly unbuttons her two buttons with her fingers, and as she slowly pushes the hem of her skirt, her ciana’s legs move to help her.
It must have been because of her feelings that she could feel the moisture between her legs as she took off her skirt, but Isabella happily stroked her thighs because she already knew that her body would be hot enough.
Siana’s legs move. Her thigh slowly rises up and touches Isabella’s between her legs. Her pussy was hot and she unknowingly crossed her legs, a good sign.
Isabella climbs down from her ciana and lies down facing her. Sianna turns to fuck her to relieve her already hot body.
Siana’s whole body can be seen at a glance. The most beautiful face in the world, eyes stained with a lot of desire, a red face and an upper body that breathes fast to match it, a bust that rises accordingly, a thin waist, a soft belly, and a silence followed that widens again.
“… !”
Even though she’s already broken, is she still ashamed of her loud moans deep down? Isabella asked her cleverly, watching her suddenly put her hands on her mouth on her own.
“Good?”
Saying so, he strokes Cianna’s two mounds, which are now clean-shaven without a single hair on her. Her cunt, which was already soaked with her caresses, the oozing of her love juices on the tips of her fingers gave her a pleasant slipperiness.
Shiana’s face opened wide with her eyes closed, her hands covering her mouth as if she was holding her breath, but she, now trained by Isabella, nodded her head.
“Cute.”
After reaching out her hand opposite her and stroking her hair, Isabella continues to play with her.
She spread her buttock with her two fingers, stretched her index finger and rubbed the gap back and forth between her, and then repeated her stimulation with three fingers as if touching her clitoris.
“Ha… ♥, Ha… ♥”
Until Shiana drew her more into her arms, drawing her intolerable, wild breaths.
Earlier in the day, at the clothing store, if she had shown herself to be wary of the outside world, is it because she doesn’t have to worry about being noticed by others? She appeared disheveled to the point of being dull and impotent to sexual feelings.
Cianna hugged Isabella in her arms, feeling her clipped fingernails press against her back. From the other side of her body, it seemed like they were hugging her tightly enough to crush her, but because of her weak body, she was just a little stuffy.
“Haha… ♥, Ha… ♥”
Her face placed close to her, hot breath came out of her gaping mouth. Isabella’s body gradually became hotter from the warmth she felt near her.
“Hurry… ♥”
One of her disheveled hair stuck to Cianna’s saliva-soaked mouth. It belonged to a prostitute who seemed a little lacking and had let go of everything in her lust.
“Hurry up, touch me quickly… ♥”
Cianna’s warm, sweaty hands gripped Isabella’s arm directly and pulled her to her genitals. I could feel her hands wet with more love juice than before, and I heard her voice saturated with Shiana’s pleasure.
“… Lord, Lord Juhin… ♥”
In order to satisfy her Isabella, to receive the pleasure she gives her, to see Sianna say something satisfying in her clouded consciousness.
Isabella couldn’t hold back the laughter that leaked out of her.
But,
“Ugh♥… ?”
Seeing her hand receding between her own legs and her questioning eyes of Cianna, Isabella smiles at her and strokes her hair.
“Yet.”
She is not the one who will give her pleasure to her Shiana today.
Isabella got up from her bed and looked at the end of her bed.
It’s not as good as Siana, but it’s still a woman with great beauty, full of despair.
A hand that covered her chest and legs, shaking for unknown reasons, whether it was shame or coldness.
Collapsing self-esteem and painful bitterness. Even though she feels full of betrayal.
The moment her face turns, a ray of hope shines that cannot be hidden.
Isabella got out of bed and unbuttoned her waistband. Her skirt, which she had been wearing all this time, falls to the floor, revealing her stockings and underwear.
As she sits cross-legged on the bed, she looks at her Lucia and smiles at her.
“Come on.”
She still covered herself at her word, and the fear of not knowing what to command,
She is determined to do whatever it takes to not be abandoned.
Her slave, the first one she had in her hands, approached slowly.
“Lucia.”
She calls herself Her own lover, her master. Her only family and reason for living.
Lucia holds back her still-to-cry cry, and she approaches her and kneels down in front of her. Her hands rested respectfully on her lap.
“Are you sad?”
A soft tone, as if to a child, but a question that hacked at her chest.
Of course, expressing sadness, no, sadness would not have been enough.
She pretends to be laid-back, and says she just needs to forget that she’s the first one, but she really wasn’t. It was begging disguised as resoluteness, struggling not to appear pitiful.
But she definitely felt it as she watched Isabella and Cyana mix.
She said that she was only pretending to be a king within the fence that Isabella gave her.
Become the head sheep leading the sheep, pretending to be the best in the farmland, but in the end, it was a livestock that would be used under the owner’s decision.
I wanted to be like Isabella.
She wanted to be a person who was resolute, confident, and full of composure like her.
Himself was impossible. Now that she realizes that she is her equal, at best a little better than her Becky, or maybe even worse than her,
Lucia realizes her own place. And she wakes up again
He said he really needed Isabella.
Lucia shakes her head. Isabella’s eyes widen.
“Aren’t you mad? I thought you were mad.”
Listening to her words, Lucia forced a smile and shook her head.
Fury? Naturally, I was angry. She’s not to Isabella, she’s to Cianna, and she’s to herself.
He resented Isabella for taking the seat next to her. She suppressed her desire to jump into her bed and strangle her Sianna at any moment.
But her Isabella liked her like that.
He loved Isabella like that.
“Hmm, is that so?”
The tips of her toes of her Isabella slowly reach towards her. Her toes in her stockings curve dizzy past the tip of her chin, her neck, and her breasts.
“It’s nice to see you working hard.”
As always, she saw right through her own stupidity.
Lucia, who was quick-witted of hers, noticed that the punishment for her amusement was coming to an end. But, of course, given Isabella’s personality, there must have been more barriers left.
Lucia, she swears to brainwash herself.
Okay.
I’ll do anything.
If she commanded her to mix her body with her Shiana, he would mix it with her displeasure, and if she satisfied her Becky, he would swallow her disgust.
The important thing is not to make Isabella hate herself.
A dumb sheep like herself, she needs a master to raise her, a cage that doesn’t get in her way, even if she acts stupid.
You may be my toy, but I need you.
Air, light, salt and water.
The fallen messiah who saved her from her hell smiles brightly.
“Will you go and soothe our horny Siana♥?”
For the one who commanded her was her master.
It was to be.
