Chapter 594 – Ep.592 Tullius Empire
Inside the carriage heading to the restaurant.
I patted Irina’s thighs as she sat with her buttocks pressed against her like an affectionate lover, and asked her a few questions related to the night’s cradle.
“Uh? Uh, there are rumors like that going around… ?”
“Okay?”
“Yes…”
When I moved her hand from touching her outer thigh to inserting it inside her, Irina started shaking her body and slowly spread her legs, changing her position to make it easier for me to touch her.
“I don’t know about women, but isn’t dating between men punishable?”
“Yeah, right… ?”
The number of men is already insufficient, and the males who are supposed to do their best for the prosperity of the species are completely detached from their sexual desires. What if they are attracted to guys with hot peppers instead of females?
Without war or anything like that, the population of the continent will naturally decrease and this continent will eventually become a monster world.
Well, I don’t know if the higher-ups were fully aware of that and made such a law, or if they just made it to put a false accusation on the man they wanted to fuck. Anyway, that’s the law.
And it seems that the Cradle of the Night, which I joined as a member two days ago, is a hideout for criminals to avoid committing crimes. Moreover, our great first prince is also a member there.
“Huh, that, s, smith…” ?!”
“Oh sorry.”
I was just lost in thought for a moment, but I guess I tried to put my hand down Irina’s pants out of habit without realizing it. Irina, who was surprised by that, urgently grabbed my hand. This is why habits are so scary.
“Oh, no… Yes, there is no need to apologize…”
“Okay? Then let me put it in.”
“OMG… !! Now, wait!! Oh, today… I haven’t washed it properly yet, so it might smell like sweat…”
“Aha.”
“Well, so… Heehee?! “Oh, that’s not right, Danika?!”
“It’s actually better.”
“Mumu, mu, what?!”
I succeeded in burying my face in Irina’s crotch, ignoring Irina’s almost convulsive resistance.
“Oh, no… Well, it’s going to really stink…”
Even though Irina could easily push someone like me away with just one hand if she wanted to, Irina groaned out of embarrassment and used both her hands to hold my head as she buried her nose in her crotch, which had started to become darkly wet. All I could do was grab him and pretend to push him away.
Well, what I’m saying right now is sincere, but I’m afraid I’ll get hurt at least once, so I have no choice but to lose.
“Sniff.”
“Uuuuu!!”
Contrary to Irina’s concerns, her face turned red as if she was about to die, perhaps because she wore cotton pants filled with cotton for the winter, but she could not smell anything special.
Just my hand gestures and the sweet female scent that comes out as I get excited about this situation?
“Well, that’s enough…”
Uh huh.
It is I who decide that.
For that reason, while I was trembling with shame, I was offended by Irina’s lack of honesty at all about her sweet smell that was gradually becoming stronger, so I buried my face in her crotch even harder.
“Ugh… !! I don’t know anymore…”
And soon after, Irina surrenders in tears.
I didn’t let her go until I reached her restaurant.
**
“Ma, nice to meet you. “Never would I have thought that I would meet such a wonderful compatriot in this distant empire.”
When we arrived at a luxurious restaurant with an leadern feel, the staff member who recognized Irina led us to a special room. And soon after, the chef and owner of this restaurant appeared.
“Isolde. “I am the owner of this restaurant, nicknamed Black Rose.”
Same dark black hair as Irina and slightly droopy eye corners. Then, a beautiful woman with a particularly noticeable teardrop mark under her right eye politely introduced herself to me.
“What about Isolde? This guy’s real name is Punipu──”
“You crazy bitch?!”
Isolde lowers her head and then attacks Irina with a startled look on her face.
“Kek!! Keek, kek?!”
“Is this crazy? To my heavenly sister, what? Crazy bitch?”
“Ha, surrender!! “Oh, I’m sorry!!”
Isolde, whose neck was wrapped around Irina’s left arm, screamed as if she was running out of breath and slapped her thigh! She knocked.
“Knock, call!!”
“Stop messing around and go cook something!!”
“Two, wait and see, really… !!”
Isolde, who was about to say something, glanced at me who was standing next to Irina, then quickly shut her mouth and walked out of the special room in a very angry manner.
“It seems like we are very close friends.”
“What… “Because that guy and I are the only ones from the desert properly.”
Was it shameful that he had argued with Isolde a little while ago?
Irina scratched my cheek and then shook her head loudly and spoke to me.
“Well, let’s sit down for now.”
A large round dining table and a pair of chairs facing each other.
As I was looking at the pure white tablecloth that reached down to the floor, an idea occurred to me and I took action right away.
“Uh, uh… ?”
When I brought the chair that was far away and placed it right next to me, Irina looked at me with a mysterious yet happy face. Then I held her hand and sat down on her chair.
“It’s been a long time since we’ve had a meal together, but I feel like we’re sitting too far apart. “You don’t like it, right?”
“Si, there’s no way I wouldn’t like it…”
“Then I’m glad.”
I smiled and moved my hand at the cute action of him sneakily putting my shoulder to me. That position is my pants dance.
“S-smith?!”
Suddenly, I pulled down my pants slightly, and Irina urgently grabbed my pants with very surprised eyes.
“W-what are you doing… ?”
“Irina.”
“Yes?”
“Let go.”
“Uh… Well, this place doesn’t even have to be a room…”
“Hurry.”
“…”
When I glared at her, Irina eventually let go of my pants and I pulled down my panties and pulled out my erect cock from her carriage.
Gulp.
And unlike how she tried to stop me, Irina once again swallowed her saliva and showed actions that were completely different from her words.
“Suck it.”
“W-here… ?”
“Then?”
“B-but… The food will be served soon…”
“Are you okay. If you cover it with this cloth… Now, can’t you see?”
I covered the tablecloth with an excessively long tablecloth, and in an instant my cock and lower body were completely hidden under it.
“No?”
“Oh, no… Huh…”
Irina looked for a moment at the door of her special room directly across from her, then bent down, tucking a strand of her slightly flowing hair behind her ear.
“Haum… Tsssssw… Churrup… ♥”
Irina wraps her plump lips around the glans, uses her tongue to sufficiently moisten the area around it, and then begins to very slowly swallow her cock.
‘What. ‘Why are you so good at this?’
It may only be her second blowjob, but Irina’s skills have grown so much that you can believe she’s a completely different person compared to just two days ago.
“Wow… Huh… That’s right… Yes♥”
It seems that swallowing her glans in one go was still too much for Irina, and after gagging several times, she succeeded in swallowing her glans past her uvula.
“Coop… Chureup… Gulp, purr, churrrrp…”
Irina was squeezing my glans with her smooth but tight throat as tight as her pussy, moving her head minimally and at the same time extending her tongue to lick the shaft of my cock and my balls.
“Bubup, eup, geook, big! Churrrrp… Tsk… Tzuuuuup… Ugh…”
Every time she moved her head, her glans continued to scrape against the border of her throat and mouth, and each time she did so, a large amount of saliva flowed from her mouth, widened by her cock, and smothered my dick. It has been soaked.
“… “I’ll eat it.”
“Kuhup?!”
With skill beyond imagination, the feeling of ejaculation came up much faster than I expected, and I pressed her head down to make her swallow all the rest that she couldn’t swallow.
Irina, who had swallowed my dick to the root without any preparation, tightened her throat even more due to her pain, and I just vomited out a thick white cloudy liquid.
“Ugh, ok, kuhum… !! Yeah, right…”
Every time she vomited out her semen, Irina moved her throat and did her best to catch and swallow her semen. She must have been in pain during the process, so she constantly wriggled her hands on her thighs.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Whoosh?!”
“Shhh.”
“Uuuuu…”
Irina, who was startled by the sound of her knocking, pressed down harder on her head. The ejaculation is not over yet, but if she spits out her dick like this, the smell will be strong.
Grumble.
The closed door opened and three employees came in, pulling a black-painted cart, and stopped exactly opposite me, across the table.
“The first course is ready… “I will wait until your companions return.”
Wow ♥
Irina’s throat became tighter than before. Thanks to this, the little semen that was left flowed down her throat as if being squeezed out.
“Is it okay if I set it up first?”
“No. “If a man has company, it is a rule of our restaurant that he must wait until the company arrives.”
“It looks like there was quite an accident.”
Instead of answering, the waiter slightly lowered his head.
“I heard that’s true?”
“… Puhaa, haa♥”
Irina, who managed to silently spit out her dick with her sticky saliva hanging down, is looking up at me with her cheek pressed against my wet thigh.
“What did you say?”
“No. “I’m just talking to myself, so don’t worry about it.”
I smiled at them and then bowed her head again. Then he grabbed her still erect cock and pushed it into Irina’s slightly parted lips.
“Uhm… ?”
“I need to clean it.”
“… Ugh.”
Irina looked up at me with eyes asking me to look, but I responded by shaking her head.
“… Tsk, tsk woop… Yes, chuuup…”
Irina looked up at me with her anxious eyes, pursed her lips as carefully as possible, bit the head of her glans, and began to suck out the remaining semen residue inside her urethra.
I stroked Irina’s head and raised her head again.
“…”
“…”
At that moment, her eyes met the eyes of an employee who was glancing in this direction, and she quickly lowered her head again.
‘It seems like you noticed.’
The nape of the waiter’s neck, exposed through the back of her tightly tied hair, was stained bright red.
“… Tsk♥ Puha~ Haa, haaa…”
Irina, who had sucked up every last drop, looked up at me again, carefully spitting out the glans she had wrapped with her lips.
“Good job.”
“… Huh.”
As I patted her cheek and complimented her, the anxiety on Irina’s face disappeared like a lie.
Ssuk suk.
Irina wiped her lips with her loose sleeve and raised her body to look as natural as possible.
“Cooking… Turn it off…”
A tremendous amount of heat flowed from Irina’s shoulder, which was pressed close to her sudden burp of semen.
“… “Cook, set.”
Irina gives orders to her employees, pretending as casually as possible as if nothing has happened, and the employees approaching her with a cart, unable to raise their heads.
“Irina.”
“Why why… ?”
I reached out my hand to Irina’s right cheek, where I could feel her warmth.
“Well, why, why are you like that… ?”
“No, just. “I want to touch you.”
“Tsk…”
Conscious of her employees, she tightly held the corner of her mouth as she tried to climb up, and quickly turned her head to avoid my gaze. In that gap, I took the two strands of my cock hair that were hidden in her hand and grabbed her. I threw it on the floor.
