Chapter 265 – Gift (♡)
Two people who meet eyes in the bathroom and put their bodies on top of each other again.
Wolfgang continued to rape her even after Agnes, who had completely lost her strength due to the violent act, became his living sex toy.
—Squeak!
“Haa, even though I’ve done this much, I’m still chewy. Maybe it’s because I’m small.”
“Jade, ohh…!”
Agnes, with her eyeballs half turned upside down, only lets out a breathless moan.
The cat’s sharp eyes were completely drooping. There were even teardrops dangling from the tip, and clear saliva flowed down from the protruding tongue and mouth like an animal, but only the corners of the mouth were raised slightly as if in a good mood.
—Jjuwaap!
“Come on, you should wash too. Drink and cheer up.”
“Yes hehe…”
Wolfgang, completely blinded, sucked on Agnes’ milk as if it were natural. The other breast was also lifted and held in her mouth. It was possible because his breasts were so large.
And, I thought.
After all, Agnes needs to be picked up and fucked.
It was perfect to hold because of its small and compact frame, and it felt good to feel my absurdly large breasts bouncing around like an idiot, brushing my forearms and biceps every time I pushed my waist up.
At this point, isn’t Agnes actually a body optimized for sex?
— Crying!
What is semen scraping.
On the contrary, Wolfgang, who had painted the inside of Agnes’ cunt again with pure white semen, frowned slightly. In the first place, inserting the cock and scraping the inside of the pussy with the glans to clean it was a ridiculous plan.
In the end, didn’t you rush into the second round like this?
Because someone in the Palace of Light had developed a bad habit of treating her woman carelessly during sex, he slapped Agnes on the firm buttocks and said,
— Jab!
“Damn, your pussy is so good that it’s like this.”
“Hehe…! I’m sorry…!
Wolfgang, who had started copulating in earnest, was not the usual caring and considerate man.
It’s just a beast that only seeks pleasure and sowing seeds.
Now Agnes was dangling over Wolfgang’s torso, his arms held high and his hands above his head, as if hurray. It was an embarrassing posture that showed off her well-groomed, attractive armpits and made her already large breasts look bigger.
That embarrassing appearance, resembling a cicada hanging from a tree or a statue of a bowman attached to the boat, was not intoxicated by Wolfgang, but was ordered by Wolfgang. The logic was that it would be a bit uncomfortable for me normally, but it would be okay since I washed it anyway.
“Hey, Captain Agnes. Your armpits are also very attractive. Can I lick them?”
“That, it’s dirty there… But if the West wants it…”
-Licking… !
“Ahhhhh…! Go, it tickles…!”
Poor Agnes did not even think of refusing the West’s perverted order and had to quietly obey his words. In the first place, the option of throwing up at Wolfgang’s words did not exist in her mind.
But anyway, Agnes is also enjoying a lot of pleasure that makes her brain melt. Maybe it’s a good thing
Still, the thought that it was too much, that I should stop at this point, flew out of her head every time Wolfgang’s crown prince pounded on her womb.
Instead, Agnes thought:
If you open your pussy to your beloved West and stay still, he will make you feel better. What is the reason for rejecting this?
Rather, I was just grateful if the sky-like West would enjoy such a shallow body with big breasts despite its small height. Because he can constantly reaffirm that he is loved.
That’s how the two completely ran out of control and got drunk on sex like a railcar with a broken control device.
“Cum again. Tighten your pussy, Agnes.”
“Yes, yes heh…!”
—Beauty!
Hehe…!”
As if it was natural, I cummed again.
It was Wolfgang who was particularly energetic today. It’s something I’ve been feeling lately, but I feel like my inhuman stamina has gotten stronger. I felt like I could do it all day long.
Like a mad stallion, his mating behavior subsided only after Agnes urinated.
“Hyaaa! Seobang-nim…! Stop, please! Heeit…! Come out, come out…!”
“It’s just cheap here. It’ll be washed away anyway. This isn’t the first time, is it?”
“Ah, angdaeae…! In front of the West. If you do this in front of the West…!”
— Jjoreureu…
“Heh, heheaaaaa…! This is how I get a strange hobby…”
“The leader of the Manneken Pis. It must be kept a secret from his subordinates.”
“Yes…! Mr. West… Beast…!”
Agnes, who received Wolfgang’s cock in her cunt and started urinating on the bathroom floor, her urethra flinching.
“Boo…”
“Are you mad? You look like a super cute kitty.”
“I’m not angry…”
Wolfgang, who picked up a magic tool for the shower and adjusted the water flow to clean the floor, smiled as he kissed Agnes’ slightly blistered cheek, probably from the action he had just made.
“Hmm. Shall we stop washing properly now?”
“Yeah… If only the West wants it, I’ll follow…”
In response, Agnes, as if concerned, carefully caressed Wolfgang’s testicles and said,
“Are you okay? I also know the structure of the male body to some extent.
“You seem to be worrying too much. If you put it like that, it’s even more amazing that you don’t get dehydrated.”
“Actually, I’m a bit thirsty…”
— Hot!
Wolfgang tightened his cock, increasing his rigidity and showing off his strength.
“Haha…!”
Agnes, literally feeling the action, trembled slightly in fear. She’s already lost strength in her back and legs. Maybe she is this strong.
“Well, still. I understand your concerns.”
“Then…?”
“I’ll just pack two more feet inside.”
“Ah…!”
Agnes, now able to handle the immortal cock that never dies, thought as she licked Wolfgang’s finger in her mouth.
I’m so glad tomorrow is the weekend.
* * *
Now that this has happened, Wolfgang decides to spend the night at Agnes’ house.
“Heungheung~”
Hearing the hum of Agnes, who was preparing dinner in an unconventional outfit of an apron on her naked body, he opened the Madame Noir book he had just purchased.
“Huh…”
When I actually read it, should I say that it is a masterpiece?
Contrary to the elegant writing skills, the description is sticky and stimulating. It was no joke that I felt a slight strain in my lower leg just by reading it.
Before I knew it, I had read all the main story, and I was just looking at the title of the first unpublished short story consisting of a total of three parts.
[The priest’s relationship]
“Hmm?”
Except for him and his teacher, the title in ancient characters that only a linguist would know attracted attention. I vaguely felt it while reading it, but I wonder if Madame Noir is a person with deep knowledge in many ways.
“Somehow, I feel welcome.”
Do you know this letter?
Is this how it feels to meet a friend in an unexpected place?
“Sir, the meal is ready!”
“Oh yeah.”
—Percussion!
Wolfgang, who was about to turn to the next page with interest, suddenly raised his head and closed the book at Agnes’ call. The book could be read later, but the meal was a big deal.
“Enjoy your meal… Oops!”
“Yes, you too.”
“Ah, ahaha…”
Agnes, sitting across from him at the table in his naked apron, covered his mouth and laughed awkwardly.
It was because of habitual greetings when having lunch with Wolfgang at the executive cafeteria of the Black Lion Knights. That’s why it’s such a scary habit.
That somehow seems to break the mood, Agnes smiled and said again.
“Enjoy your meal, Mr. Seo.”
“Pu-huh!”
Wolfgang’s upper body moved slightly as he gulped down a piece of meat and glistened with wine.
“Why, why are you… So strange?”
“No. It was because he was cute. Because he was cute.”
It almost looked ugly.
After all, it wasn’t a big deal, but it was because the situation was both strangely good and funny.
“How’s your job these days? Is it worth being a Knight Commander?”
“Yes. Everything is going well thanks to Seo-Bang-nim paving the way so well.”
“What have I done? It’s all thanks to you being competent.
“Whoops. There was an event just in time. Captain Rachel has finally manifested her Aura!”
“Ohh. You mean the female knight you were close with?”
“Yes. It happened a week ago. As for what happened…”
In the midst of such a trivial happening, and a delicious meal, the story blossomed.
Wolfgang opened his mouth, touching the butterfly-shaped hair tie in his pocket.
“Agnes.”
“Yes?”
“I have a present for you.”
“You mean a present? For me, today’s visit from the West is the greatest gift…”
“Nothing like that. Now, here. It’s a trivial thing…”
And, the moment when a colorful butterfly made of jewels appeared casually in Wolfgang’s pocket and spread its wings in front of her eyes.
“Sir, West…!”
Agnes’ eyes widened.
