## Chapter 88 – Row. Secret # 4
How much time had passed? I tumbled with Row on the bed for so long that such a question became meaningless.
I had my dick sucked by her in every conceivable position, and I came countless times. Sometimes, No. 25 took the lead and used her mouth as he pleased, but Row seemed to find his struggling figure, roughly grabbing her hair with his small hands, only cute, and after the act, she squeezed him with even more lewd movements than before.
Before I knew it, all the senses in my body except for my dick had faded, and I couldn’t even put strength into my little finger.
I tried to push her head away as she kept sucking my dick, but Row didn’t seem to get tired and didn’t leave No. 25’s dick for a moment.
One peculiar thing was that Row didn’t do anything other than suck my dick with her mouth.
There was skinship such as gently rubbing against each other’s naked bodies or touching each other, but it didn’t go any further than that.
She never allowed foreplay such as kissing or intercourse, the last exchange of reason, except for the mouth.
I didn’t feel impatient or want to move on to the next stage. Rather, I didn’t even think about doing anything else because of the extreme pleasure Row’s mouth gave me.
“Chuuup, hup, chulup… eup, ha eup…”
A sound that seemed to be driven by instinct alone echoed from below again.
No. 25 thought.
Here we go again.
But there was nothing he could do.
He could only lie still on the bed and accept the pleasure she gave him.
Before long, a hot sensation of ejaculation flowed through his urethra, No. 25’s back lifted upwards, and semen gurgled into Row’s mouth.
The sensation transmitted through his sensitized dick caused a moan to flow from No. 25’s mouth against his will.
“Heueuk…”
No. 25, who trembled as if he had peed, dropped his back, which he had raised, onto the soft bed sheet.
“Still thick…”
Row, who had swallowed all the semen, could barely speak, and looked at No. 25, who was trembling pitifully with his thin limbs and seemed about to lose his mind at any moment, and then asked with a worried expression.
“Do you want to stop now?”
The words he had been longing for, signaling the end of this long time. It should have been.
No. 25 hesitated, unable to answer readily. This time is coming to an end?
He was silent for a moment, then avoided her gaze as she stared at him, and mumbled with a flushed face.
“J-Just a little more, please.”
I don’t want to, I don’t want this time to end.
Even if I can’t move my arms and legs, even if my semen is squeezed out against my will, even if I’m soaked in pleasure that feels like my brain is melting.
I couldn’t stop this time.
Because I like her? No, that’s not it.
Yes, this is part of the research.
If it helps Row’s research, wouldn’t I be able to escape this castle faster?
No. 25 made excuses for himself and was buried again in Row’s sweet scent that numbed his reason.
Row, who smiled faintly, made a circle with her hand again and wrapped it around his dick.
As her cold touch reached him, blood rushed to his dick helplessly, and the dick, which he thought would never get hard again, slowly began to harden.
“Okay, then I’ll do a little more.”
The dick, glistening with semen and saliva, moved smoothly up and down in her grasp.
A wet, lewd sound began to be heard.
She saw the dick getting harder and harder in her hand and her eyes lit up. Then, without a moment’s hesitation, she put his dick in her mouth.
“Haeup…”
The glans forcibly pushing open her lips, the mucous membrane beyond that was warm and sticky, which felt very good.
A viscous tongue that completely wrapped around his dick, a dick that was stained with saliva that was constantly secreted from her mouth, and his back was helplessly lifted again due to her merciless movements.
It’s different from the blunt expression she usually makes.
The research on semen was put aside, and she had a blissful expression on her face.
She used her tongue to caress the glans, which had become sensitive from repeated ejaculations, warmly and tenderly.
The red blush that rose on her white skin looked more seductive than anything else.
The vulgar sound that echoed every time she desperately sucked his dick echoed in the room.
“I, if you do it so intensely…!”
The rest of the words were buried in a moan and didn’t come out properly. No. 25 tilted his head back and only drooled from his mouth.
Tears even peeked out from No. 25’s eyes due to the pleasure that exceeded the limits his body could endure.
Row buried her face in No. 25’s crotch and shook her head frantically.
A rutting female wanting the semen of a male, which was a clear contrast to her usual slow movements.
A liquid mixed with saliva and semen flowed under her chin as she devoured his dick in a trance, wetting the bed sheets.
A pleasure that felt like his entire lower body was melting away, he even had the illusion that her mouth and his dick had become one.
“Heueup, chuuup, tsuup, eup…”
Row, not satisfied with that, occasionally licked his balls carefully or put them slightly in her mouth and rolled them with her tongue as if eating candy, giving No. 25 the pleasure he wanted without him having to say anything.
No. 25’s balls constantly produced semen due to the stimulation that showed no sign of ending, and all the semen produced in that way disappeared into Row’s mouth.
No. 25 quietly announced one fact to Row’s gentle fellatio, who was licking the dick in her mouth with her tongue.
“I, I think I’m going to cum…”
Row already guessed that he was about to ejaculate without him saying anything.
Row sucked his dick and made eye contact with No. 25, and unlike before, she moved her head slowly.
It had been a long time since she realized that he liked to move slowly like this when he was about to cum.
No. 25 barely stretched out his trembling hand and carefully placed it on her head.
He didn’t avoid Row’s gaze like before. Rather, he stared straight at her with tear-stained eyes and pleaded.
“D-Don’t let go…”
As soon as those words were finished, Row pushed his dick so deeply that No. 25’s dick was barely visible.
Her eyes, visible through her disheveled bangs, contained an endless desire.
Row occasionally made a choking sound as his dick brushed against her uvula and filled her esophagus, but she never took his dick out of her mouth.
She greedily put his dick in her mouth and showed movements as if she would squeeze out every last drop.
“If I get sucked now…!”
Row sucked his dick so hard that both cheeks were slightly sunken, and No. 25, as if he couldn’t stand it any longer in her vacuum-sealed mouth, pressed her head tightly, and at the same time, ejaculation began.
– Byureut, byureureuk.
Almost transparently light and thin semen flowed smoothly into her mouth.
Row, who mumbled the semen with a happy expression, got up from her seat, picked up a small glass bottle on the desk, and spat some semen into it.
“Okay, this is the last one. This much is enough for the research.”
This much is enough, then what was all the behavior we’ve done so far…
No. 25 couldn’t even think of retorting.
He tried to raise his upper body after the foreplay that had finally ended, but his head was spinning.
No. 25’s body, which was swaying greatly, leaned towards the floor.
If Row hadn’t been surprised and quickly supported his shoulder, he would have fallen headfirst to the floor and suffered serious injuries such as a broken neck or broken horns.
No. 25 himself had an expression that he didn’t even understand what was happening to him.
Row carefully laid No. 25 back on the bed in a proper posture, moved his head to the side, and said in a gentle tone.
It was completely different from the desperate and greedy look she had when she was sucking his dick just now.
“Sorry, is it hard? Sleep here today.”
Row kissed No. 25’s forehead, who was lying on the bed and barely breathing, and quietly lay down next to him.
No. 25 naturally used her thin arm as a pillow, and Row stroked No. 25’s head, who had entrusted his body to her, or patted his chest as if putting a baby to sleep.
Despite her efforts, he couldn’t fall asleep.
Row, who was staring intently at No. 25, made an expression as if she had made up her mind, and slowly twisted her lips.
A sweet and somewhat mournful melody flowed from her mouth onto the bed.
No. 25, who had never heard music in his life, should have heard the sound for the first time.
But it felt somewhat familiar, a strange feeling as if one side of his chest was aching.
As he listened to the sound coming from her mouth, No. 25’s mouth naturally yawned and his eyelids gradually became heavier.
The fatigue that came all at once to his relaxed body made his mind hazy.
One by one, questions that he had not been able to ask until now came to mind.
Why is she being so nice to me?
Why is she so warm?
Why does she feel familiar?
Why… Why do I miss her?
No. 25 turned his head slightly and looked to the side.
Something similar to maternal love was reflected in her gaze.
He wanted to speak, but his lips, weighed down by fatigue, did not open easily.
She’s not going anywhere anyway.
I can ask these questions slowly.
No. 25 buried the questions that came to mind in his heart, felt the warmth Row gave him and her voice tickling his ears, and closed his eyes as he was.
