Chapter 62 – That’s Kinda;
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Sofia looks down at the necklace hanging around her neck. It’s been the same attitude for a long time. It was a pity that I couldn’t touch it because I didn’t have hands. Come to think of it, Sophia would find it difficult to take off her necklace on her own. I didn’t want to take it off, but I couldn’t. Sofia has the idea that at this moment she herself has become possessed by the knife. She is and she is relieved that she is.
Because Carl is a person who cares about his own things.
Tears flowed down Sophia’s eyes without realizing it. “Why, are you still impressed?” “Yes.”
Although it was sad that she ended up in a position where she felt relieved to be in someone else’s possession. Even so, if Carl looked at him, he was happy with that alone. Happy. Carl strokes his hair with a friendly face. Sophia’s heart pounded. Like a child who has just held the hand of a member of the opposite sex for the first time, his heart thumps and excitement rises.
“Carl, do you love me?”
My eyes, which I didn’t know when I closed them, opened in the eerie stillness. There were no knives around. She didn’t know where she had gone. Arya walks past her. Sophia sang an aria. She was a bit frightened, but she was still courageous.
“Aria. Do you know where the knife went?”
Arya didn’t answer. No, she didn’t even turn her head towards Sophia. It seemed that he couldn’t hear Sophia’s words. Utter disregard.
“Aria, Aria?”
Sophia’s voice didn’t have much malt, as if she kept bothering her and thought she might hit her again.
Sophia sat like that for a while, not knowing what to do with her.
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Carl comes back and smiles softly, “Oh my gosh, have you been here all along? Sorry Ask Arya to move it.” What I said was what happened an hour after that. Carl looked at Sophia endearingly, then she lifted her up. Carl carried Sophia in his arms and walked around her house. The knife rested on Sofia’s buttocks, and Sophia leaned against her knife.
It was amazing that her eyesight had risen sharply. Even when she was in a wheelchair, the lowered eye level was strange, but it wasn’t too surprising since she had been sitting in her chair a lot – seeing the world from Carl’s eye level was a little fun. What used to look big looks small, and I’m a bit afraid because I’m not walking on my own feet.
“I’m happy with Carl. I guess I love knives too. If you look at the difference between when you have a knife and when you don’t.”
“How are they different?”
“Her heart was pounding. Laughter comes out for no reason fun and… “
“Ha ha it’s okay. Ashamed. That’s enough.”
“Kyaaak!”
As Sophia was whispering in Carl’s ear, Carl suddenly grabbed her Sophia with both hands and lifted her up. Sophia was a little ashamed of herself because she felt like a child. Carl lifted Sofia over his head. “It’s okay, Carl. Scary!” If Carl let go of Sophia, Sophia would fall to the floor. The way Sophia’s thighs struggled was cute.
Carl allowed Sophia to put her knees on her shoulders for support. Instead, Carl’s face was on Sofia’s lower belly – her pussy to be exact.
After his arms and legs were mutilated, he wore a one-piece rather than a separate bottom, so his panties were visible. Carl broke the pantyhose with his lips. “OMG!” Sophia shrieked, her face reddening. Carl couldn’t see Sophia’s face. Instead, I could only see the shy Sophia’s thighs straining and her pussy clinging together.
“It’s broad daylight!”
Carl blew into Sophia’s cunt. As the wind tickled, Sophia jerked her body violently. There were times when Carl stretched out her tongue and tickled her Sofia’s buttock, and her Sofia tried to move somehow and her knee fell off her shoulder on Carl’s shoulder.
“Don’t do it, ah!”
Sophia’s shy twang is enjoyable. Carl gradually lowered his hand that was holding Sophia’s waist. From Sofia’s waist to her thighs. Sophia collapsed on the crown of the knife to keep her balance. “No, no, no… !”
The tongue of the sword that penetrated Sofia’s cracks irritated Sophia. I could feel Sophia’s body tremble. Carl flicked his tongue out, stimulating Sophia’s clitoris, then put his hand back on Sophia’s stomach and pressed it hard against her belly. “Huh!” I heard Sophia’s moans. The pain was stimulated as the lower abdomen was pressed, and the pleasure felt in Sophia’s lower body was mixed and transmitted to Sophia’s brain.
Carl dropped Sophia off. Sophia’s cunt was covered in saliva, and during that time, I could see the juice dripping slowly like a thread, and she was glaring at the knife with resentful eyes. Carl asked Sofia with a playful face. “Why didn’t you like it?” “Where is this all of a sudden?”
Sophia’s grumbling continues. “I’m not Carl’s toy. Wouldn’t it be okay if I asked if you wanted to?” Her cute lips parted and the words poured out.
“I mean, it’s embarrassing. The knife on me… If you whisper that you want to do it, I’m not the one who says I don’t like it, but suddenly like this… I also want to prepare my mind a little.”
Carl covered Sophia’s lips with his lips. Sophia’s body is still held by Carl. He leaves everything in Carl’s hands. After a short kiss, Carl smiled at Sofia’s blushing cheeks. “So you didn’t like it?” Sophia turned her face away.
“I don’t hate it, but… “
Carl hugged Sofia. This time Sophia was able to look in front of her. He squeezed his breasts with one hand and gripped his cunt with the other. Sophia, who was lifted and held close to Carl, could feel Carl’s hard body through her back. Pain in the chest and pleasure in the pussy. And the hard heartbeat you feel in your back. For a while, there were alternating sounds of clicks and flinching breaths in silence.
“I love you, Sophia.”
Carl’s voice is heard in Sofia’s ears. Sophia’s self-esteem is rising. Carl was a capable man. Sophia, on the other hand, was a woman with a defect. She could no longer stand in front of the world as a saint, nor did she have a virgin body, and she was over twenty and not a popular age for marriage.
Nevertheless, this sweet man named Carl not only fed her, washed her, and put her to sleep, but even whispered to her that he loved her this way. Crying, there is happiness that fills up inside.
“By the way, Sophia. You are my toy.”
“Ahhh, yeshe?”
Sophia’s mouth is slightly open. Carl touched Sophia’s necklace. The merchant who gave her the necklace as a gift sent instructions for the necklace. It was said that the necklace had some magic. It is said that it has a magic that makes the wearer’s sexual arousal hot and makes it easy for women to get wet and feel pleasure all over their body–you can use it when you want to have a noble lady you want.
However, the sword had never triggered the enchantment on the necklace.
However, Sophia felt it so easily even though her magic had not been activated. Carl felt good about it. He liked it
“A toy that I can use and throw away whenever I want.”
“Oh, hehe”
Carl took Sofia’s caressing hand off his own pants. He didn’t stop whispering in Sophia’s ear. Carl’s cock jumped up and hit Sofia’s cunt mound. Sophia also seemed conscious of the knife’s object. A cock that feels harder than usual and bigger than usual.
He could feel Sofia swallowing her saliva. Are you looking forward to it or are you afraid? Carl licked the nape of Sophia’s neck.
“You are my tool, my toy, my possession. You have to keep that fact in mind, Sophia. Then I’ll make you my lover I will marry you too. I’ll make you her wife So swear to yourself Tell me, Sofia.”
“Huh… “
It smells sweet.
“My pussy is the owner of the knife’s cock house.” Say so.”
“Ugh, ugh… That is,”
A large object rubbed into Sophia’s crack. Sophia’s heated body felt pleasure from that alone, but she couldn’t help but wish for greater pleasure. Carl’s cock. Sexual intercourse. Affirmative relationships. Carrying the object of the sword to oneself. Something that makes Carl happy for himself. Receiving the cock of the man you love while being held in the arms of the man you love. Sophia’s heart was already burning hot.
But Sophia’s last remaining reason blocked her lips.
“I, I, but I am a saint. She said she would dedicate my life to the goddess. What do you call the master?”
“Huh?”
“Well, well, I really like knives. That’s a bit so Strange. I like knives so much I love knives If it’s Carl’s desire, I’d be happy to accept it. That though.”
Sophia cries. Carl smiled heartily.
“That’s correct, Sophia. Yes, that’s it.”
With her lust boiling inside her, she glans at Sophia’s cunt. Sophia is shaking. It seems like you know what’s going to happen next. In fact, Sophia’s body is no different from what she already possesses. However, Sophia nonetheless.
“That’s how it tastes.”
“Huhhhhh!”
Sofia’s body is penetrated by her cock Sophia feels her whole body being pierced.
“Haaaaagh! Ah, hee-!”
Carl rammed his cock into Sophia’s body, and she took a step.
