Chapter 244 – #54.5 Count and Hero Tea Time (Emilia, Mona) (1)
Outdoor sex for the first time in Emilia’s life.
It was etched into her as a memory so ecstatic, so charming, so happy.
The freshness that is different from usual, and the sense of openness felt only because it is outdoors.
And above all, the unexpectedly experienced thrill and thrill was a very, very new experience that could not be replaced with anything else.
‘At that time, that child…’
‘You must have seen it… ♡’
A child who wandered into an alley while looking for her brother.
As the child was led away by the hand of her brother, whom she had barely found, she must have looked this way.
Even though it was a dark alley, Emilia had clearly seen those sparkling pure eyes piercing this way at that time.
And even when she innocently asked her brother questions about the sight she had only seen herself, her Emilia’s excellent five senses had surely caught on…
What effect will the events of this day have on that child?
It might have had a bad influence, but I’m worried about that.
But when you imagine how the events of this day will affect that child and remain in his memory, it gives you chills.
She shudders again at the thought that even if the child has forgotten this by the time she wakes up tomorrow morning, she will soon be forgotten.
Emilia is pervert.
She became a pervert and was thrown away.
Her pervert delighted to show her own filth to her child.
She knows very well that she has become that way, that she has fallen in this way.
It’s really ugly.
Really, nothing but laughter.
She ended up being like this.
At the hands of the enemy, she ended up like this…
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She enjoyed walking around the lower town with the Count and taking a walk outside, but the time of the day had passed.
And Emilia, still sparsely reminiscing about her outdoor sex the day before, was trembling with her excitement.
That gesture of hers, which seemed to teach her how strong her memory of the day before her was, was very satisfying to the Count, who was with her from morning to evening like her husband and wife, whom she had a good relationship with.
I will go for a walk more often in the future.
She still has a bunch of things I want to try and enjoy with her.
“Now… Master… Here, ah…”
“Oh~.”
And, the greenhouse installed inside the count’s mansion.
In a greenhouse with a rare landscape planted with rare plants from all over the country and around the world, the Count and Emilia sit together at a tea table in an ideal location and have a refreshment time.
Two chairs are prepared, but two people are sitting on one chair.
Emilia sat between the Count’s legs, in the same designated position as always.
Even during meals and during tea time, this posture is always the same.
Contrary to her strong title as a warrior, Emilia’s dwarf and lovely body comes into the arms of the count, who has a tall and strong body.
Her tenderness and warmth, the count holding her in her arms can fully enjoy it…
Well well
Gulp…
“Umm~ As expected, the sweets I pick up with my loving hands are a delicacy that is second to none in the world. It tastes so happy.”
“Huh, really, master too… ♡ Then master, me too… I want to eat sweets too♡”
“Yeah, do that. Now, Emilia Ah~ try it.”
“Ah~♡”
Emilia fed the sweets into her earl’s mouth with her hand.
And the Count, in return, picked up the cookie she had pointed to, and put it into her lovingly gaping mouth.
Then Emilia chewed and swallowed the candy with a really happy expression…
Indeed, it was the very image of a sweet newlywed couple who had just reached their wedding.
It will surely belong to the most reckless side among them.
If Emilia regains her sanity, it seems that she will not accept herself now, but even if she stands in front of the Count, she will melt openly and blatantly, and Emilia, who will pierce her sanity, will already spend more than half of the day It becomes an obedient female state as it is now.
Even though she barely regains her sanity to some extent, she no longer feels ashamed of her for what she has done during this time she has started to feel the same way she used to. .
I’m just happy.
Only her awareness of her joyous and happy deed overflows.
She had already sworn to the Count by her own reason her submission and servitude, and it was her due.
While maintaining her reason, she felt only a handful of shame as a human being.
However, even though she is losing even that day by day, the current Emilia has no anxiety about it…
The warrior has already come to an end.
It is a situation where there is no answer, no future, but only happiness remains…
『Ugh… Ugh… Ah… ♥』
『Ah… ♥ Keugh… ♥ Ugh… ♥♥』
And.
The happy Emilia, and Earl Meln, who seems satisfied with being together with Emilia.
In a position a little far from the front of the two, Mona is showing off a torture show as if it were for the eyes of the two.
Among the trees and flowers, two golems surrounded her naked Mona.
One of hers is raping her Mona while hugging her from behind, and the other is harassing her Mona with her hand or a whip in her hand.
『Euuuuu possible possible possible could be possible ♥♥♥」
Caught between the two, Mona is at a loss for what to do with the violent level of pleasure they experience.
The two golems both have heads like black shadows, but their bodies and cocks are the alter egos of the Count, imitating those of the Count.
Even if it is a simple golem, those who are subordinated to the count feel as if they were directly attacked by the golem.
It can’t be helped that Mona, a succubus, is struggling to the extent that she cannot come to her senses.
“… It’s really vulgar.”
“You think so too, my love. Shall I clean it up if you don’t want to see it?”
“No… It’s nice to see that woman suffer like that… Sometimes he acts like he reigns over me…”
Emilia smiled brightly and turned to a look filled with contempt and contempt.
She remembers all of Mona’s molesting her in the past.
She was all the more grateful for the fact that she had become the faithful slave of the count, but the fact that the filthy succubus, who dared to own the body that would belong to the count, acted like a toy, was a little infuriating.
That’s why, Emilia looked at that succubus who had fallen below her because of the reversal of her relationship, with the eyes of seeing something vulgar.
In that field of vision, the golem on the side holding her whip moved her hand as if responding to Emilia’s mood.
Slap! Slap!
Slap! Aww!!
“Ugh, ugh… ♥♥!!”
Mona lets out her moan vulgarly.
Her whip had been applied to Mona’s full, juicy breasts, but the face seemed more grimace of pleasure than pain.
The multi-pronged leather whip is a training whip that is soft enough not to injure the skin.
It is also a magic tool that Mona often uses, and it has a special ability to give intense pleasure instead of pain because it is under the special magic of a succubus.
That’s probably why Mona is even grinding her teeth in the unbearable pleasure.
She is Mona who looks so ugly with the tool she used.
Seeing that, Emilia must have been excited as well, so she rubbed her buttocks against the count’s groin.
As if she wants to be fucked like that too, she directs those her eyes at her count…
“I know what you mean, my love. But wait a little bit.”
But her count gently refused her Emilia’s request and hugged her.
He held her Emilia from behind as he held her back while she squeezed her voluptuous breasts.
The earl’s favorite chest.
It’s irreplaceable, the massaging of her firm, tactile breasts that he’s completely absorbed in.
Along with that, her breast milk began to flow from the tip of Emilia’s chest.
The Count savored the scene for a while, continued to massage Emilia’s breasts as if squeezing them, and then brought a cup of prepared tea close to her.
“Isn’t a leisurely tea time like this bad? Sometimes they not only mate like animals, but they also need this kind of leisurely time like humans.”
Look out… Look out…
The Count placed the tip of her Emilia’s breast against her cup and squeezed her breast tightly.
Then, the breast milk that had been squeezed from the tip of her breast poured into the tea dripping in the glass.
The breast milk containing the warrior’s magical power is drawn out one after another.
Then, after lightly stirring the tea containing too much breast milk with a spoon, she put the finished milk tea into her mouth.
Roll the contents in your mouth, enjoy the flavor, and then swallow.
Alas, this is heaven, heaven.
It’s really delicious and sweet, and above all, it’s a taste that makes you feel Emilia.
The count let out a happy sigh at that fact…
“…”
“Huh? How about a bite too?”
“… It’s my breast milk. I won’t be able to make a happy face like you.”
As if instead, Emilia continued rubbing the Count’s crotch with her charming ass.
As if trying to feel the count’s stuff inside his pants with that butt.
He is not very impressed with the breast milk he has given.
But instead, the milk coming out of the tip of the count’s cock… If it’s that fishy-smelling male extract, I’m sure you’ll be happy to receive it…
