Chapter 310 – God’s Will
Big breasts that change shape as you knead them.
Of course, raw breasts are good, but the feeling of touching them without taking off their underwear is also special.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the entire universe is in the palm of your hand if you simultaneously hold the iron core supporting the heavy breasts, the feel of the thick cloth, and the soft flesh protruding through the cracks.
“Ah…! What a shame…!”
Ofelia, who doesn’t know what to do at Wolfgang’s rough touch, only lets out a painful moan.
She was a violent caress that started suddenly, but as if the option to resist did not even exist, she was the one who accepted her touch as it was, violating her body to the fullest.
—Malkanmakang!
Red eyes staring at Ophelia’s breasts as if hypnotized. Two large hands that kept moving without knowing that they would fall.
Without saying a word, Ophelia shrank her body as she looked at Wolfgang, who was enjoying his seasonal breasts, which were larger than ever before and were just driven by desire.
Then she said, making her face blush a lot.
“Boo, I’m ashamed oppa… I don’t have a very pretty body right now. After losing weight…”
“What?”
Then Wolfgang shook his head with an absurd expression.
As she took her hands off her breasts and looked closely at Ophelia, an incredibly delicate and alluring woman appeared before her eyes, holding back her tears and trying hard to avoid his gaze.
Her white skin was sparsely exposed through the cracks in her robe, which had been completely ripped and ragged.
The figure of Ophelia crouching in an awkward posture, forcibly covering her overflowing breasts with her arms, stimulated her male instinct for protection and lust at the same time.
It is a female body that feels almost sacred, with no part of it that is not beautiful.
A body that is not pretty If her women, whose beauty is inferior to her, listened to her, there would be no more vicious popularity than her.
“What are you talking about? It’s just pretty.”
“That’s not it… I gained so much weight that I couldn’t handle it, so I tore off my clothes and ate them. Joe, showing a sluggish image in front of people I like…”
Was it quite shocking that the saint’s clothes were torn?
The expression on Ophelia’s face almost brought her to tears, beginning her constant self-deprecation. Of course, in Wolfgang’s eyes, even her appearance was most beautiful, but her own thoughts were different.
“Did I tell you? In my eyes, it’s perfect to see now.”
“Huh ahhhhh!
Finally, Ophelia picks up the blanket from the bed and tries to cover herself.
At an unacceptable brutality, Wolfgang tutted and clicked her tongue and said, holding on to her delicate wrist.
“It’s true that I gained weight. But did I gain just to look good? Really?”
“Hi-eeing…! If you gain weight, you gain weight. What else is it that makes you look good!”
“No, ha…”
No matter how many times I repeat the same words, there is no sign of understanding.
At that, Wolfgang could only shake his head. They say women sometimes don’t communicate. For Ophelia, this seems to be the case now.
However, his desire was already ignited, so what could he do?
Wolfgang had no interest in forcibly raping a woman he didn’t like. Even more so if it is a relationship in which affection and affection are exchanged sincerely.
It’s a fact that I’m reminded of, but if you look closely, the place and time are not so good.
“Uuu… I’m a pig… I’m not a saint, I’m a pig… Grunt…”
Ophelia began to whimper, ignoring Wolfgang’s stare at her with a stunned expression.
Do you really have no choice but to give up sex like this?
— Flash… !
That was the moment.
“Hmm?”
The light reflected from a metal object in the corner of the room caught Wolfgang’s eyes.
When I looked up at something, it was none other than the Six Stars, the symbol of the Celestial Church. It was just a small star made of silver.
It was shining brightly like the stars in the night sky.
Of course, it makes sense that metal reflects light, and if it receives a little strong sunlight, it can sparkle noticeably.
But where is this place?
The Cathedral of Mercy, the headquarters of the Catholic Church, was the sanctuary of the saint, the most sacred place among them.
A coincidence that happens in such a special place never feels like an ordinary coincidence.
‘Okay… That’s right… !’
As Wolfgang gazed blankly at the twinkling light, an idea suddenly popped into his head.
The stars in the sky shine brightly alone even though no one looks up to them. The starlight in the night sky never changes no matter what happens, always looking down at the world from the same spot and serving as a guidepost for lost travelers.
Did he gain some realization by reflecting on the shamanic meaning of the star symbol?
Wolfgang opened his mouth to Ophelia, who was curled up in a blanket and curled up like a caterpillar.
“Ophelia.”
“…Yes.”
“Remember the polar mission? You and I were both disguised as different people back then.”
“I’m sure it was. But…?”
Ophelia tilts her head in a puzzled way, sticking her head out from under the blanket.
Seeing her natural virtuous appearance, Wolfgang somehow had to resist the urge to feed her a chestnut on her forehead.
“They looked different, but did that mean I wasn’t Wolfgang and you weren’t Ophelia?”
“No. It was literally just camouflage.”
“Yes?”
Wolfgang continued his words carefully pulling up the rolled up blanket.
It was real from now on.
“Look into my eyes, Ophelia.”
“Yes…?”
Wolfgang opened his mouth with a rather serious look while keeping eyes on Ophelia.
The blanket wrapped around her body was already down to her shoulders.
“If I were the way I was then, wouldn’t you love me?”
“No! What the hell are you talking about! Even if your appearance changes, you’re still my brother!”
“Yes?”
Wolfgang, who confirmed the resolute answer, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and grinned.
Then she whispered in her ear as she brought her mouth close to her.
“Neither do I. Even if you suddenly change into who you were back then, I’ll still love you.”
“Yes, yes…”
Then, he glanced at Ophelia’s blushing face again and began gently stroking Ophelia’s plump belly.
“Hiyah…!”
— Flinch!
As soon as I grabbed her hand, the flesh naturally caught in my hand. The lower abdomen, where the uterus is located, is naturally soft, but it was definitely softer than usual.
Now the blankets wrapped around her body were completely undone.
Ophelia, who was worried about her weight gain, pushed Wolfgang’s hand down in fright when she touched her belly.
“Th-don’t do that… I mean, that’s the most embarrassing thing…”
“Are you okay.”
“Oh, it’s not okay!”
Ofelia was weeping again at Wolfgang’s atrocities in suddenly digging up the painful part.
“What if I gain some weight?”
“Yes…?”
“Whether fat or bony. Ophelia is still Ophelia.”
“…!”
-Side!
With that one word, Wolfgang began to softly overlap his lips, and Ophelia, who flinched for a moment, soon completely relaxed her body and quietly surrendered herself to his touch.
“Hey…”
A skillful kiss that continues gently by stimulating the tongue, lips, and gums in turn.
“Haha…!”
A skillful caress that stimulates only the sensitive parts of the female body, such as the inner thighs, waist, areola and back.
It took only a few minutes for Ophelia to completely surrender to her needless stubbornness.
“B, coward…!”
“What?”
Ophelia, who was completely naked in front of Wolfgang’s eyes, without even noticing.
Taking off a woman’s clothes and underwear during caress was now as easy for Wolfgang as breathing her. Indeed, the annual average number of vaginal cumshots exceeded four digits, and it was a manly dignity.
“If you kiss me while saying that…”
“What if I do it?”
“Ha, I can’t help but want to do it…”
As if she had been self-deprecating, saying that her body was unsightly, Ophelia began to cross her body toward Wolfgang without hesitation.
“Hold my hand, brother.”
“Okay.”
“Kiss me.”
“Okay.”
“Yeah… Touch her breasts, and pat her belly and thighs a lot.”
“Okay.”
And then, the expression of affection that began to be constantly demanded like a clogged dam bursting.
Wolfgang faithfully complied with all of Ophelia’s requests, consistently answering like an automaton that could only say yes.
“Haha… And, here too…”
And finally.
— Jureuk… !
At Ophelia’s bold temptation, who herself brought Wolfgang’s hand to his wet groin.
“Of course.”
— Prick prick!
“Haaang…!
Wolfgang moved his fingers into Ophelia’s cunt without hesitation, while turning her head slightly to look in the direction of her altar.
The small silver star just silently kept its place, as if it had never twinkled.
This too is God’s will.
