Chapter 42 – First Night (2)
42.
“Well, I am not a virgin. I knew.”
Carl’s words squeezed into Sophia’s arms and lodged in a corner of her chest. Sophia saw the knife. Carl told her he loved Sofia, but was he serious? Sophia opened her mouth. “Sorry.”
It wasn’t Sophia’s fault that she was raped. However, she said Sophia was apologetic. She didn’t even understand why she had to apologize, she just said she was sorry. “I’m disappointed.” “I’m so sorry. Knife. I’m sorry.” “Okay. I will forgive you.” Carl shakes his waist. I could feel the movement of his cock.
“Didn’t I say I could do anything?”
“Yes. Anything.”
Carl hugged Sofia. In the hugged situation, only his waist moved. Sophia was preoccupied with accepting what should have been a strange, but somewhat familiar, push into her body. The sword’s arms were wide. Sofia wanted to hug Carl’s neck. Sophia’s elbows gripped Carl’s neck. Although he eventually missed it as his body shook.
“There is one thing you can do for me.”
Heck, heck. Carl’s breathing became rough. Sophia’s lower body was tightening tighter than ever before. Sophia’s vagina was overflowing with plenty of water, and her cheeks turned red, so I knew she was content with the situation itself.
“What is it? What is it?”
“I am a bit hesitant to tell you. Because Sophia is precious to me.”
“It’s okay, tell me.”
Oops, oops, ah. Sophia’s groan escaped. As she was in the middle of the conversation, she tried to hold it in, but in the end she couldn’t stand it and seemed to spit it out. Her horse held Sophia on her shoulder and propped her up. It bounced hard on her waist. Sophia’s body twists and turns. Ah, ah, ha ha-! Sophia let out her moan as she kept her mouth shut.
With her knife stuck like a doll, she changed her posture, grabbing the back of her head and her waist. Now Sophia is her superior. Sophia is perplexed. Sophia leaned against the broad chest of her sword. Kiss again. Because of their height difference, Carl was sitting, and Sofia let Carl’s touch guide her. Kisses, kisses, and kisses. Her tongue and tongue tangled and shook obscenely.
Sophia’s cunt didn’t let go of her cock. Sophia’s twitching cunt and her sword’s cock were connected, still feeling each other’s cock. Sophia’s vaginal secretion, which was tightly tightened, and Carl’s cock, which filled her inside, were to each other the genitals of the person they loved. The vagina is glistening with love juice.
“Ah… Carl, Carl, are you here?”
Sophia looked at Carl’s face in her euphoric tears. “It was Carl’s lips that touched my lips, right? Is it the sword that is connected to me?” Tears flowed.
“Are you crying?”
“I guess so.”
Carl grinned and nodded at her.
“Uh. I’m right Why did you fall in love?”
“I guess so.”
“Uh? Really?”
“I love you Carl.”
“Uh?”
“Put. It’s kind of cute to see you burn.”
Sophia held onto Carl’s cock with her lower mouth, and when she didn’t want to let go, she held onto Carl’s lips. Sophia’s nipples touched her sword’s chest, the bridges of her nose touching each other. Sofia lightly bit Carl’s lower lip.
“Why are you so blank? Am I that pretty?”
“Uh. Pretty uh.”
“This is how you get stabbed in the side. Aren’t you supposed to tell me?”
Sophia’s smirking eye smile is lovely. Carl hugged Sofia tightly and stroked her back. She could still feel Sophia’s vaginal scent on her cock. She grabbed Sofia by the waist and then bounced on her waist. “Oh!” With Sophia’s exclamation, intercourse that had stopped continued again. Sophia’s groan.
Whoops, whoops, whoops!
“Sophia. I know that?”
“Oh, wow! Heheuk! What, what?”
“No. After. It’s okay if you don’t know.”
“What, what… Ugh!”
“I don’t have to hold back the moans.”
“Aha, haa, heuh, the knife is, bad, heuh, that’s it, ah-!”
Thump, thump, thump. And the sound of flesh colliding.
Poke, poke, poke. Sounds of splashing water.
The lewd intertwining sounds proved their beastly copulation. Both Carl’s breathing and Sophia’s breathing became rough. Their eyes were focused only on each other, and the two people, who had been naked for some time, were tasting each other’s bodies, seeing each other’s faces even when they buried their faces in each other’s chest and biting their necks. Obscenity entangles.
“Sophia. Sophia. Sophia. I don’t know why you drive me so crazy.”
“Eww, black!”
“Fuck. I can’t. I’m going to really go crazy if I do this.”
“Knife… ?”
Sophia is lying down again. Carl’s hands are pressed against Sophia’s shoulders, and Sophia is restrained from moving her. Back. Carl’s dick that goes deep. Sophia looked at her knife with her anxious eyes. “Did you ask for a cover? A terrible memory.” Carl’s cock penetrates the deepest part of Sophia. The knife’s seed vomits out of Sophia’s body. It was vaginal ejaculation.
“After.”
“Ah… “
As Sophia opened her mouth in a daze at the fact that she had been given the sword’s baby seed, her sword’s waist continued to move. Sophia’s body trembled. “Karl, now sensitive, de.” Sophia said in an urgent voice. I’ve had tickling and pleasant feelings until now, but this was the first time I’ve experienced my whole body trembling with every movement like this.
“I will eat you. Bitch.”
“Knives, knives, knives. I’m having a hard time. Oh really! Ah!”
Her body becomes overly sensitive. Wherever the knife touches, it resonates as if it has become an erogenous zone. My lower stomach tingles after receiving Carl’s semen. It sounds like you’re hearing a crackling sound. Do you continue fucking without taking out the semen? Why doesn’t my erection subside? A few questions popped into Sophia’s head, then disappeared, leaving only blanks.
“In the end, if you fuck me, everything is the same. It’s bound to whine.”
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Hak, haaaaa!”
Sophia’s waist bounced like a live fish. Like a bird fluttering its wings, like a bow quivering with recoil as it shoots an arrow after it has been fully bent. Sophia’s body twitched. “Aww!” Sophia’s voice was now almost a cry, and she let out a bunch of gleeful cries. Every time Carl’s cock touched his body, his body shook violently.
“I said I would do everything. You said you’d do everything Sophia, you shouldn’t overuse such empty checks.”
“Ugh, oh, uhh! Ah!”
“I will fuck you every day. Give me.”
“Yes, yes, I know! Because I know! Please.”
Please. What next please Sophia said nothing as her hair turned white. She just opens her mouth and lets out her moans as her instincts tell her. Ah, ah, ah-
The sword’s waist moves. Sophia’s back bounces.
“Even if you can’t give me a virgin. She has something to give me.”
“Knife, knife, me, na-“
“I have a peculiar fetish. Satisfy that.”
“I like knives, I like knives, I like them, I like them, I love them.”
“Follow me. Suit my tastes A woman of such devotion, a woman who would do anything for me. I can’t help but fall in love So Sofia.”
“I like knives so much. Me, knife, knife, knife, please me.”
“Follow me. Just follow my orders. Forever.”
“Take me to your heart’s content. Kiss me hug me I’m a piece of trash who couldn’t even give Carl a virgin. I wish it was a knife who raped me then, but it seems like a knife, but it might not be!”
“Be my own slave saintess. Be a toy instead of me.”
“Do what you want me to do. Instead.”
“I will only love you.”
Carl pulls out his cock. She even managed to get a few drops into Sophia’s vagina, but she squirmed it all over her stomach. She rubs Sofia’s cunt against her buttock, packing up all the remaining semen from her. Her semen shot up to Sophia’s face. Sophia twisted her head like ‘I like knives, but I hate semen’, but she couldn’t avoid it. The semen on Sophia’s face is swollen again, and her knife rubs against Sophia’s chest.
The two lay side by side on the bed. Look at each other’s faces Both burst into laughter at the same time.
Sophia is so happy right now.
Carl was so happy that he had semen on Sophia’s face.
That’s how they became each other’s laughter.
Sophia fell asleep on Carl’s arm pillow that day.
*
‘Because of Sophia Grarus. Why are you suffering like this?’
“Ugh, ah… “
Arya kept her eyes closed, but she couldn’t sleep. The wounds on her body were so bitter. The pain ran through her body and did not leave her.
When she opens her eyes, there is a single green fruit hanging from the dark ceiling.
The name of the fruit is said to be an oak head.
“Sorry, sorry. Sorry… “
Why, why?
Even while the demon girl is wiping her tears, flies fly in search of the corpse.
