Chapter 180 – #39 Mother-Daughter Incest, Offering My Daughter’s Virgin to the Master (2)
Hero Emilia hates a man named Debro Meln.
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate again.
That would be true, too, because he was the man who completely ruined Emilia’s life and the relationships around her.
Because he was the one who ruined the sparkling future that was supposed to be planned for Emilia.
That’s why Emilia’s hatred was justified.
That’s why Emilia’s hatred was right.
Her hatred, which had been growing without diminishing ever since their first meeting, seemed like if she could put it together like a bouquet of flowers, she could make a flower garden.
No, what is a flower garden?
Emilia’s hatred, her hatred for the Count, was now comparable to the sun.
Emilia herself thinks so.
Emilia was sure that her own thoughts would not be wrong.
From the first time he did something to her own parents.
From then on, Emilia’s heart and head, which had already lost half of her taste, were filled with hatred towards the Count.
Now that her hatred had grown sufficiently fast to bear fruit, it would be safe to say that part of Emilia’s existence had been replaced by that ‘hate’.
In that mood, if he didn’t hate Earl Meln, he wouldn’t be able to live.
Could it be that the feeling of hatred is over-charged and saturated?
Or is it because the hypnotic magic planted by Mona is working on its own.
Emilia’s hatred begins to grow in a strange direction at some point.
I hate the Count.
She doesn’t even want to see his face.
But that doesn’t mean the Count doesn’t like seeing other women either.
I wish he would look at himself.
Regardless of whether he mocks him or what he does, that’s how I, I, and I hate him, hate him, and want to kill him.
Only me
Only me
Only me
Only me
Only me
Only me
Only me
Only me
Only me
Only me
If he lays his hands on another woman, I get jealous.
Also, if he is not in his field of vision, he becomes nervous and frustrated without knowing why, and starts to masturbate annoyedly.
I want him to make a painful face, but the person who makes that face must be himself.
——I want to monopolize.
——All mine.
I, who lost everything to him, deserve his attention.
He’s the one who lost everything to him, so I’m worthy of sticking with him to the end.
… Such feelings.
Together with the beating heart and the tightening uterus, the current Emilia surges uncontrollably…
* * *
“Now, I am ready, Master. Please fuck my daughter’s virgin… ♡”
Theresia, who supports her daughter, Charlotte, from behind her, and dedicates the virgin.
Nothing in Thearesia’s mind had changed from what Mona had manipulated and manipulated in the first place.
At first, her thoughts and reason were manipulated into yielding her allegiance to the Earl of Meln, and into feeling an unearthly delight in being favored by her Countess.
After that, as her relationship with the Count and all kinds of insults and harassment from the Count continued, Thearesia’s heart was engraved into something more and more unshakable and firm.
She is no longer a manipulated emotion, but has been transformed into her own, wholly her own emotion.
Mona’s magic is no longer needed to manipulate and manipulate Thearesia.
Not simply issuing orders, Thearesia now thinks spontaneously and even devises means to please her earl.
To offer her daughter’s virginity like this.
She had noticed the Count’s intentions ahead of time and made arrangements in this way so that he could enjoy them more comfortably.
‘My daughter too.’
‘Charlotte will surely be satisfied too.’
If she offered her virginity to the Count, surely Charlotte would be delighted too.
Thearesia even believed she did so wholeheartedly.
As a mother, she wishes that her daughter, Charlotte, would experience the same joy, joy, and contentment as she did.
In addition, she regretted that she had not been able to offer her maiden to her count, and that she had given her maiden to an ugly man named Von Lars before he knew who she was.
‘… Husband, still love… But…’
‘Still… Compared to the Count… Also a bit…’
Ah… Yes… Ah… !
Hehe… Yes… Whoa…
Comparing her now absent husband and the count in her head, Thearesia teased her Charlotte’s cheeky nipples, which she held behind her, as if spinning them round and round.
Because her pointy nipples are very, very good erogenous zones, similar to the clitoris, but several times more intensely pleasurable.
Just being teased by her Thearesia’s delicate fingers, her Charlotte lost her mind and allowed her vulgar sighs to leak out.
Dedicated to her countess, her cunt gurgled and spewed out her love juices. .
“Oh, mother… Mother… !”
“Char, Char… My daughter When did she grow up so great? Seeing these breasts of yours, this mother is really proud.”
“Ugh… Keugh… ♡”
“Nipples are also very sensitive… I was relieved that this butt was enough to seduce a man. You will be loved a lot by Master Chardot.”
Ah… Ah… Ahhh…
Charlotte, whose mental alteration had not yet fully taken root in Mona, simply nodded her head blankly at Thearesia’s words and let her sloppy swearing go.
The Count brought her face close between her crotches, examining Charlotte’s delighted look at her nipples.
Charlotte’s cunt was wet and glistening, smelling drunk.
She sniffs the pussy, then sticks out her tongue and starts licking it.
The touch of her warm, wet tongue further increased her Charlotte’s sexuality.
Seeing her daughter delighted with her dazed face was so admirable, Thearesia whispered love in Charlotte’s ear and continued to tease her breasts.
“Ugh… ♡ Oops, oops… ♡ Hehe… Yes… ♡”
‘Uh… La… ? I… Why…’
‘Something… If this… It doesn’t seem like… ?’
A faint light of her doubts flashed in Charlotte’s eyes, but the consciousness was swept away in one breath, swallowed up by her lustful lust and sex fever.
The love juice secreted from her Charlotte’s pussy increased even more.
The lewd scent of pheromones emanating from her whole body was getting thicker and thicker.
Obscene
Obscene
Obscene
The Count tasted Charlotte’s cunt to her heart’s content with her tongue, then wrapped her mouth around her Charlotte’s clitoris and sucked it out.
Thearesia’s hands were not as soft and hunting as before, but they pinched or rolled Charlotte’s nipples more violently, planting intense pleasure in them.
“Ahhhhh,
The pleasure of putting her hand in her head and rubbing it directly.
Sensitive places are adjusted to become more sensitive several times, and such places are harassed like this, Charlotte has no ability to endure.
Charlotte pants at the violent pleasure and lifts her chin as she drools at her unseemly.
Her legs, which she had spread on her own, twitched and continued to close and open again and again,
The white fish-like feet at the end of her legs cannot stay still while pushing or pulling the toes.
To stop, to stop
Unknowingly, those words leaked out of his mouth, but neither the Count nor Thearesia stopped.
The Earl sucked Charlotte’s claw more intensely and persistently.
Thearesia blew her breath into Charlotte’s ears to clear her mind, saying that she was doing well, that she could feel it a little more, that her soft voice aroused more pleasure.
“Huh… Ha… Hot ♥♥♥ Ngaaaaa… Aaaaa ♥♥♥”
Flinch!
Puffed up… !
At last.
Before long, Charlotte climaxed loudly, causing her to gasp.
Her waist rises up on its own, and her sighs, including her hot breath, seem to represent Charlotte’s mood right now.
All over her body, her pure white skin was covered with sweat, and it seemed to make her Charlotte’s body look more appetizing.
Her clitoris, her nipples, and a petty caress, but she climaxed, but her pussy Charlotte.
Earl Meln stroked and rubbed Charlotte’s orgasm pussy with her hand.
Then, through the hot crack, she took his thick, powerful cock and began to rub it gently.
“Ha… Ha… Whoa… Under…”
He acted like he was going to fuck this thing with this cock from now on.
From now on, this cock will enter this place.
It was like showing off to Charlotte like that.
At the earl’s warning, his dignified penis touched his sensitive spot.
Charlotte’s heart is pounding, and the female instinct enlarged by her witchcraft tightens and tenses her womb…
