Chapter 55 – 54. Baekho Wants to Say Something Respectful.
54
Finally
I committed it and threw it away.
“You fucking bitch.”
The purest form of double desire was delivered to Baekho in a clear voice that was neither fast nor slow.
Some nobles would have blamed him as soon as they heard.
Some aristocrats, before being charged with guilt, were so tired that they doubted whether they had heard false rumors.
Each response was different, but what they had in common was the obvious fact that “If you listen to common people’s insults, you feel bad.”
But,
“…Why.”
Baekho was a little different.
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What kind of woman is Baekho?
Baekho is a woman who goes out for a walk outside the mansion and returns with a trembling man.
But just yesterday.
Baekho, who stayed out for several days, returned to the mansion around early evening, and did not take a single step out of his room.
It was the white tiger that used to capture men two or three times a day at most.
The first to be taken aback by Baekho’s eccentric behavior were none other than the maids of the mansion.
The time has finally come.
Baekho’s next snack will be ours.
It wasn’t long before the maids, who were less than five, pushed each other’s backs in front of Baekho’s room instead of relying on each other.
When Baekho locked himself in his room at night and did not come out, the maids came up with another hypothesis.
Oh You’ve returned from eating out to your heart’s content the past few days.
So I guess you’re taking a break today.
The maids who survived with only that much emotion left behind went about their daily lives as usual.
The fact that Baekho, locked in his room, forgot to turn on the light and was comforting himself for hours.
None of the maids in the mansion noticed.
“Um… Ah…”
Baekho, who arrived at the mansion, immediately threw himself on the bed.
I threw off only my leggings and panties and pushed two insignificant fingers into the place where Velez’s penis had mercilessly opened a few hours ago.
The index and middle fingers bent like hooks as soon as they penetrated the vagina and scraped the white tiger’s vaginal walls.
What Baekho immediately imagined in his head was, of course, Velez’s monstrous cock, which he had tasted while handing over gold coins.
The length cannot be imitated, but the thickness can be imitated to some extent.
Baekho’s fingers spread wide in a V shape, and a small sigh escaped from her mouth as she worked hard.
“It’s great…”
But that’s all.
Baekho’s fingers were all that made a small sigh come out of her mouth.
It was true that the feeling of wriggling under the belly was pleasant, but it could not reach deeper.
These fingers were too short to reach the place where Veles had crushed so many times.
‘I can feel it…’
Can’t you rub a little deeper?
Thirsty for the sensation he felt a few hours ago, Baekho began to insert his fingers as deeply as he could.
Little bit more.
Little bit more…!
As if he wanted to put the palm of his hand, Baekho kept the roots of his two fingers.
Even so, I felt a little despair that I couldn’t even reach half of the place he pressed.
“…Ha…”
The human body was not something that could be easily changed with such effort.
If you wield a sword, your skill increases as much as you wield it, but your fingers can never follow that prince no matter what.
In the end, the finger that had been reaching out to go a little deeper was quietly pulled out of her pussy.
“Hauu…”
Have you ever been so dissatisfied with your fingers in your life?
There was only the finale feeling of ‘I ate it’ because I couldn’t produce semen, and this finger was better than most trash dicks.
Baekho gazes at his fingers wet with love juice.
Lying sprawled on the bed, she let out a long sigh as she stared at the ceiling.
“Under…”
In that sigh, I was worried that if I continued like this, all the money I had saved up might be robbed by Veles.
And the expectation that money would allow me to go taste his cock again.
Finally, the cryptic question of why she had so sweetly wailed under a man piled up.
“…Did you cry in pain?”
Questions to ask yourself.
Baekho’s voice hovers in the air and falls slowly on her face as she lies on the bed.
Of course, it didn’t hurt.
Even though I was stabbed deeply with a cock like a forearm, as if it would break my intestines,
Far from the pain, only the pleasure that felt like my brain was burning rang through my whole body.
Now, a few hours after the death, the thighs and lower back complain of a little after-effects,
Since Baekho had such a huge stature, I thought this kind of price was cheap.
Then why were you crying?
After pain, Baekho suspected sadness.
Maybe it was sad that he was shamefully eaten under him.
I thought about it for a while, but it was a question I didn’t need to think about anymore.
At least the tears that would flow out with the creaking sound on the bed would not be tears of sadness.
Then why were you crying?
It wasn’t pain or sadness, but why did she cry out in such an ecstatic voice?
Why the hell
To the common people.
Are being eaten now
Being eaten by you
Did she even spit out such a sound without hesitation and screamed like a bitch?
“…”
In the end, Baekho came to the answer he had been deliberately ignoring.
In fact, he doubted that he might have perverted tastes.
Could it be that He didn’t even think about avoiding it.
The tail, a sensitive part that should not be touched by others, is randomly pulled. Chewed up
It was a fact that Baekho himself knew well that even when he heard the swear word, “Slut,” He couldn’t get angry and sobbed profusely.
I guess it needs verification.
Baekho decides to check if he really has a perverted taste hidden in his heart.
She hesitantly spread her legs again and began to caress her secret parts with both hands.
And now, a few hours ago, he drew a real male figure in front of his eyes and said.
“Come on, eat me…”
A short sentence uttered in such an embarrassing posture, lying on the bed with legs slightly apart.
There was no reply, but her pussy began to twitch as if she was ready to be eaten.
“…”
In the bedroom, no one except for Baekho, who was fidgeting on the bed.
Baekho’s voice does not reach anyone.
This is a fact that Baekho himself is well aware of.
No matter what I said here, it wouldn’t reach Veles.
But what kind of answer will he give after hearing the words to actually eat him?
How are you going to shove your pussy?
“… I’m sorry.”
Baekho’s strange imagination started to explode.
Get eaten
He gets eaten by the real Veles.
Female juices leaked out from Baekho’s cunt as he imagined himself being stabbed in various positions.
But instead of wiping it off, Baekho opened his own cunt to the side and dripped honey water and said one more time.
“Look at the white tiger… Eat it…”
From long ago, he thought calling himself by his first name was quite awkward, but Baekho didn’t notice what words were coming out of his mouth.
This is because the heat burning subtly in the lower abdomen began to devour Baekho’s consciousness.
Now, she could barely see Veles’ prince rubbing her cunt over her cunt.
When she inserted two fingers and masturbated, the juice that barely gushed out began to flow out of her pussy as if it were nothing.
It rides down the buttocks and wets the back hole, and the sensation of falling into the bed again and again is clear.
“Keep it off… Until the end… Break it up as you please…”
If you think about it rationally, it’s a behavior that a noble should never do.
The white tiger’s body, which had realized its instincts, wanted to obey the male again and again.
In the end, Baekho’s fingers, which had spread his pussy from side to side, headed for the clitoris at the tip.
A part of the body that was stimulated by rubbing it in the mouth of a man who was usually lying down.
Now, it is a part that exists to relieve the overheated sexual desire while imagining being stabbed by Veles.
“Heh… Heh heh… Heh…”
But how much sexual desire has accumulated?
As time passed, Baekho’s fingers, instead of falling, only got faster.
Tok. Tok. The fingers, which repeatedly clung to and then fell off like knocking on a desk, stayed firmly attached to the clitoris for several minutes and did not think of falling off.
At the same time, the white tiger, losing its power and flowing vaguely, declares to eat it.
Already in Baekho’s imagination, Veles was holding onto Baekho’s legs so that he couldn’t close them, and slamming them down as hard as he could.
But imagination is just imagination. There is no substance.
Baekho was so sad that he couldn’t feel the shape of Veles’ cock in his stomach.
If you puck, puck, and drive it with that thick thing, you would be able to go away again and again in an instant.
Is there no way. Concerned, Baekho hurriedly took off his coat and put it on his face and continued to masturbate.
Haha…”
The scent of Veles that remained on the white tiger’s black coat tickled his nostrils sweetly.
Imagination becomes clearer because the field of vision is also blocked in darkness.
Baekho imagines himself being crushed under Veles, unable to resist and helplessly impaled.
He rubbed his clitoris until water splashed all over the bed.
.
.
.
Number 1. 5 times. 10 times.
Baekho reached the climax several times just by imagining masturbation.
She was absorbed in masturbation, unaware that the moon had risen outside the window.
All she had was still holding her coat her over her face her with one hand and vulgarly rubbing her clitoris with the other.
The sound of slippery water splashing here and there.
Sniffs, sniffs, the sound of breathing in and holding on to the coat fills the room.
And even the occasional hiccups, several times higher than usual, that can be heard whenever the waist is shaken.
“Huh…”
By the time I felt pity for the red-hot pussy flesh and clitoris that had been trampled upon by the white tiger’s fingers.
The body of a female that was too sensitively heated.
On the contrary, unexpected words popped out of my broken brain, where thoughts flowed slowly.
“Mmm, please eat…Ah, ahik…?”
─Pew… Pew… Pew…
There was only a very minor change in honorifics.
However, as soon as Baekho spit it out, he reached the climax of the 11th without any intermediate process.
“Heh…! Heh… Heck…”
What happened?
Baekho, who had been masturbating like an idiot, was able to recall what he had just said after catching his breath inside the coat.
Please eat.
It was a bit of an understatement.
It’s not like please eat it, please eat it.
But Baekho focused on other parts than that.
Not eat me, eat me.
He seemed to know something.
His small lips his parted open, and Baekho began to spit out the sentence he thought carefully.
“… Eat it,”
“…Please…”
-Pew…
12 times.
This time, Baekho’s back his shakes greatly because he added honorific words of his own will.
Why? For a while, I wondered.
Baekho seemed to have found a definitive answer to why he so sweetly cried under a man.
“Pick… Eat… Please…”
Verification followed immediately.
-Pun! Pew…! 👅…
The climax immediately followed.
It was the 13th peak.
“Sssssismss of cuts of colors for the uterus to the womb please…Heeks…?!”
The 14th climax that continues without stopping.
I get it. I knew for sure.
Actually, I was the pervert that I felt when I bowed my head to a man.
It’s not the time to hate Yuria for being a pervert for tying her wrists to her.
Learning a new way to masturbate made my climax several times faster.
Right after that.
Baekho suddenly reached the climax of the 15th.
“… Heck? Eh? Gwh… Ghh…! Ghh…?”
What came to mind was Veles’ verbal abuse to Baekho yesterday.
I just remembered her cumming full of cum while cursing, “Slut.”
However, he left without warning.
What was the trigger?
The helpless look of yourself being cummed?
If not…
“Slut, bitch…”
As soon as Baekho remembered the word slut, he felt his womb his quiver.
Was it because she was verbally abused as a slut and cummed inside her?
Is that why the uterus remembers that it is a signal for vaginal ejaculation?
It seemed to be the correct answer.
“…”
It was because he remembered how Veles called Baekho without hesitation just before pouring the second semen into his body.
And, funny enough, as soon as Baekho imagined Veles’ voice, he reached his 16th climax.
It was only called by my first name.
What if I was told something worse than that?
A piece of saliva barely sawed out of the white tiger’s dry throat disappeared.
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.
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“I’m a pervert… I’ve been wanting a lot… Fuck me…”
No. 24.
“The white tiger’s pussy, which only knows Veles’ cock, please break it into a mess…”
No. 37.
“Heh… Heh… Whatever you want, pang, pang, until you faint, keep going…”
?Th.
The time when Baekho usually goes to bed has already passed.
Even so, Baekho constantly masturbates while making a large water stain on the bed.
It seemed that he had no intention of stopping until someone stopped him.
Fortunately, Baekho listened to the urgent call from his exhausted body.
“Hee… Oops… Haha…! Crane…!”
-Pun…! Pew…
Another climax.
The whole body trembled and the lifted waist spewed a smaller amount of water than before and fell onto the bed.
“Haa…! Haa…! Water, drink water…”
I can’t count how many times I’ve sprayed water down there.
Baekho finally understood why Shiro, who had been looking through the window, was spraying tides into Veles’ belly.
It was this much just by imagining that he was saying honorifics, but it was obvious without looking at what kind of sex Shiro, who had entrusted himself to him long before Baekho, was having sex.
‘Shiro won’t spend money to smell Veles…’
I’m human so I don’t even notice.
Baekho put aside the coat that had been covering his face for a while.
Spread out in front of her was a bed sheet in a state where it was difficult to explain to the maids.
“…”
I knew from the beginning that the bottom of my buttocks was wet.
But I had no idea that it would cost so much.
Two round water marks formed where Baekho’s buttocks were touching.
And a rough and large water station that randomly crosses between them.
In addition, the smell of females in heat, which spread throughout the room, was a bonus.
