Chapter 912 – Press Book Formo (6)
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Dana woke up to the feeling of the hard floor touching her back.
“… Ugh?! What, what?!”
─Break! She woke up in a panic, but there was no figure of her beloved husband around her.
Instead, Dana was greeted by a movie theater she had seen a few times in her dreams. She hurriedly stood up and then, draining her strength, Dana smacked her buttock.
“Under… You crazy bitch, passed out again.”
She wiped her face. Her face, seen through her fingers, was like a blush.
‘No, but what about me? That bastard mercilessly beats her body and head. The sex I learned was all about hugging and stretching like an idiot.’
Dana, who ignored her shame with her self-justification, stood up after touching her soft groin.
She waited a bit, but Nord did not appear.
‘Then this must be my dream. I told you to use my body as you please while I’m sleeping, right?’
She is the new master of Freya’s Throne.
That’s why Gushin’s mana was also possessed by Dana. It was only natural that Shade’s sorcery would activate since she had also completed sexual intercourse.
She said she intended to come alone from the start.
‘… If the original owner, who was like a femme fatale, saw her, she would be dissatisfied with the fact that the bitch who passed out while masturbating in front of a man was the new owner of her throne.’
What if I had it? Dana licked her lips.
‘What about that? Have you added anything to my body and mind?’
If you really like her, you should have taught her how to have good sex besides her Val Curie.
Dana deliberately chose a movie from her dreams in Nord and rushed to the theater.
She was ashamed, and in reality she had passed out, and there was also something that she didn’t want to imagine what an unsightly semen recipient she would be.
─Rumble!
She pulls up a chair and sits down, and prepares several films with splendid direction.
The troupe members must be guessing the sum of reality. While they laid the groundwork for the play, Dana had to analyze what to add to her new play.
It was early in the morning, so I had about 3 hours.
‘If I quickly skip through and see a few directing parts… Wait, three hours?’
While watching the beginning of the movie, Dana’s face quickly turned blue.
‘… You said I entrusted my body to Nord for three hours?’
Is it really okay? Of course, her husband is also a man who knows how to be considerate to that extent. I had faith that he would wake me up at the right time.
Rather, the object of her disbelief is herself.
‘There’s no way I’ll be able to walk around if I get stuck by Nord for 3 hours!!’
She screwed up her head so that she could not resist her pleasure, but she passed out with one of her forced masturbation. If she bites for three hours, by the time she leaves the room, she must have degenerated into a quadrupedal creature.
Nord, of course, would expect that much.
However, after her prediction, he received an assurance from her that he could do as he pleased.
It was more than likely that she had heard it as permission that she could stop Dana from crawling while she was asleep. No, I didn’t know if it was intentionally interpreted that way.
‘Oh, that’s a big deal! I was sleepy and my thoughts were shallow! You have to wake up once… !’
Dana hurriedly tried to wake up, but her method of dispelling her spells, which she had tried many times, didn’t work. She had the blood drained from her body for a moment, but let’s just think about it.
“… You can’t wake up because you fainted, right?”
Her real body passed out, but her brain couldn’t wake up just because her mind was fine.
‘You bastard, it’s not a big deal! It’s a dirty big deal!’
She is screwed There’s no answer. ‘I guess there’s a culture in Ulster where you get slapped by your husband’s cock in broad daylight and turn into a quadruped?’
‘Tongue, what’s my real self doing now?’
Dana was at a time when she was still distracted even though the movie had started. Suddenly, a vibrating bell rang in her pocket. Embarrassed, she took it out and found it was her cell phone.
“Again, what else?!”
I learned how to use it the other day. When I turned it on, flesh-colored images flooded in.
─Whoah… ♡ Whoa. Uuuuu♡
It was a video of a woman being attacked by a man who was pressed against the wall and grabbed her arm.
She was a woman who grinned and groaned, making her head look bad even at the slightest hearing. Even though she couldn’t see her face yet, Dana was dazed. It was a meager body fat with a mole under her breasts.
“… Oh no? Could it be that it is not like that?”
The camera angle rotated to reveal her face.
The fat-faced damn bitch who was reflected in the mirror every morning when she washed her face was smokin’ lewdly with her eyes wide open like a very playful person.
She climaxed in her sleep, the Dana of her reality, with a look she had never shown herself.
─Ohhhhh♡ Whoaaaaa♡
… Gulp.
The wide screen of the movie theater showed off the beautiful scenes, but Dana’s eyes were much smaller than that, but she didn’t know that they would fall off her cell phone’s screen.
Dana didn’t know yet.
Even the thoughts that came to her after she fell asleep were almost all passed on to Nord.
Fuuuuu─♡!! Pew Pyu-♡!!
For Dana, who had a hard time accepting the fact that her stupid woman, who was pouring her juices out to the point that her walls changed color, had her own face, she couldn’t afford to notice that much.
As if urinating openly, the slut with purple dog hair stretched out her limbs as if she were a doll made to accept men’s sexual desires, and her white semen dripped from her stunned face.
It had been a long time since her thighs were covered in love juice, as if she had been dipped in a swimming pool.
Her pew woo ─ ♡ The real girl reached another climax. Dana’s decadent beauty was covered in blood so much that anyone would mistake her for a serious illness.
“This, you fucking premature baby!! She just said how long she’s been gone and she’s going again damn!!”
Even if she curses, she is herself. She knew she’d go away, she’s an idiot who couldn’t stand it.
Her body heated up as if reality and senses were connected. She dreams of falling off the bed and falling, but while her real body is at its peak, can she be fine as she is in a dream?
“Profit… !!”
Dana held her throbbing belly in defiance.
─Flickering♡!
Then her real body trembled briefly and climaxed again. Pleasure penetrated Dana’s womb as if responding to the tarnish of the retarded nymphomaniac on her screen.
“─Uk♡”
Briskly… ♡!!!
Dana in reality and in the dream climaxed in the same figure as if they were connected to each other.
Woo woo woo… ♡
Holding on to her stomach, he sits down and leaves without the use of her hands or feet.
The seat of the chair was wet. Dana, who bent her waist and grabbed her lower belly, tried to squeeze her legs as hard as she could, but her pleasure did not last.
Haha♡! Whoa, whoa… ♡”
Dana, trembling with the afterglow of her climax, struggled to pick up her smartphone.
─Hueek♡ Aww? Swimming? Hyuwook♡
Squeak, squeak… ♡
Dana in the screen repeated her climax without the slightest patience.
“This, you stupid bastard, really… !!”
The moment she tried to curse at the poor pussy on the screen, she felt a foreign body familiar to her womb again.
“… Ah.”
─Puffy♡! Push!
A feeling of pleasure pounded on her waist as if she was trying to kick and straighten her hardened upper body.
“Ohhhhh… ♡!!”
Bubbly… !
I pressed my back against her backrest. She grabbed the handle with both of her hands. Her thighs stretched out like squid hit by her hammer, and her toes rose stiffly above her navel.
“Heh, heh, heh… ♡!”
Damn year. Sick year. The word “Premature ejaculation” Is not enough.
Dana gasped and pulled her hand out of her pants. It’s soaking wet.
There was no way she would be able to study directing or anything.
It was a relentless hell waiting for the retarded child who had her brain cut out while watching her own plaque get stuck in her cock and spit out her assistant.
It’s not wrong. Her spirit, which she could only endure, was trapped in this dream prison with her own feet.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck… ♡”
I hope you faint and get comfortable. Dana, as if trying to force herself, shove her swollen fingers into her prickly cunt in perfect order.
‘If I just pass out, if I keep going away and pass out, at least I’ll be at ease in the meantime… ♡!’
I don’t know what the odds of me fainting again in a dream I wake up from passing out are.
“Pass out, faint… ♡! Quickly, quickly… ♡!”
─Chuwap chuwap ♡ Puff poop ppuk ♡
Fuchsia sasa sasa sak ─♡!!
“Ahhhhh… ♡♡”
It was only an hour after Nord stopped having sex with her that Dana was barely able to catch her breath as she held one of her legs and drove her gaping cunt incessantly.
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The quality of the play that took place that day was talked about as a topic in Jangan and created a surprising resonance.
It is said that the directing ability that makes the audience interested in the myth of Ulster is like something from another world, and they even received requests to perform twice a day and night for about a week throughout the festival.
The name of the play passed down later is [Erin’s Glow].
Unfortunately, the name of the actor who played the main role in the play is unknown, but it is said that the male god of the Ulster mythological system closely resembles a certain count of Britannia.
Haha… Of course. Don’t worry about differences in identity.〉
Some have evaluated that the launch of this play, like the long autograph procession that took place at the time, was nothing more than a propaganda to promote books sold during the same festival.
However, the general opinion of intellectuals was that it would be talked about even after five years, and that it would have been impossible for Ulster history to rise to the mainstream if it had not been for this time.
Although it could not win against the myth of the God of Mankind, which was sold at the same time, it can be said that it is a clear fact that the children’s book laid the foundation for improving the perception of the people of Ulster.
“Why did I end up holding a fan signing event on a pleasant date day?”
“Before you get caught, keep calm and publicize, Mr. Eavesdropper.”
However, the fact that the person who made the play studied directing while revealing his wet lower body in a dream was not passed down in later history.
