Chapter 112 – Pure Ae Pregnancy Sex
“La, Ranel…?”
As soon as Lennon saw me looking different from usual, he was so surprised that his pupils contracted and then widened again. He looked at me blankly for a moment, perhaps reminiscing about memories, but didn’t say anything and just stared at me.
As expected… Just looking at me reminds me of my past self. A pitiful yet pitiful person.
I must have been stuck in the past and repented and regretted it every day. For her sake, I must now give her a future.
Although we forget the past, we must not completely forget it, but rather use it as fertilizer to help us move forward.
He climbed on top of Lennon, who was lying down with only a shirt on.
The distance is such that if you lower your head just a little, your mouths can touch each other. As we looked at each other’s faces, our breaths touched and our faces felt warm.
I think my body smells like grapes because I drink wine often.
“Lennon… What do you think I should do?”
“Of course it’s a boy… A son.”
It was like a thorn in my heart, as if he was letting me go for my own happiness. Lennon, you sacrifice yourself for me until the end.
I haven’t received all of Ranel’s memories from before, but it’s time to free her for my own sake and for her own sake.
I slowly unbuttoned the shirt that was barely covering my body and took a deeper breath than before.
Lennon’s face is turning red, and he can’t take his eyes off my body.
‘As expected, the reason you sucked my semen in the morning was because your sexual desire exploded.’
I don’t know if it was because the Ranel of the past that I still remember was because he was a knight, or because people had a lot of sexual desire, but his sexual desire was so strong that he sucked my concentrated semen every morning instead of breakfast.
Every time I sucked semen, the knight said he couldn’t help it because he had a strong sexual desire. When I asked him how he could hold it in the knights’ order, he dismissed it and said he would tell me later.
That curiosity was eventually solved when I was in the knights before joining the warrior party.
I wonder if there really is such a thing as the law of preserving sexual desire. Every time I went to the bathroom, there were at least two closed stalls, and every night when I used the bathroom, I could see a scene filled with the smell of love juice.
To make matters worse, there was someone who stayed in the bathroom for an hour, listening and waiting for the person carrying them to leave, as if they were embarrassed to meet in the bathroom.
“Lennon… Can I touch your breasts?”
“Huh? Uh, um…”
I got closer and tried to put my hand inside Lennon’s clothes.
Breasts of appropriate size puffed out between smooth, soft skin.
Even though I hadn’t taken off my clothes yet, I was able to find my chest by looking at the outline of my hand inside the clothes.
“Huh… Hmm…”
“Do your breasts feel good?”
“…”
Lennon didn’t say anything, just moved his head up and down slightly and said he liked it.
Sweat had already begun to form on my smooth skin, so I felt a good sense of moisture in my hands.
Soft, appropriately sized, and hard erect nipples. All of these things have now added pleasure to the act of touching my breasts.
Lennon’s top was pulled up as is.
“Haa…”
“You’re pretty, Lennon.”
Lennon, who had black hair like mine and a red face, was breathing heavily with his head turned to the side, unable to make eye contact.
From what I remember, Lennon allowed me to get on top of him at the beginning and enjoy it to my heart’s content, and then at the end he pulled me down with force and shook his hips like crazy from above.
As I touched my breasts, my eyes focused on the hard, erect nipples.
When I roughly touched and shook my breasts, the pink nipples were like glow sticks shaking back and forth.
“Mama Lennon! Chuuuuup, Chuuuuu… Chuuuuup.”
“What does that mean… Hehe!”
I gently a bit on the hard, erect pink nipple with my teeth. I sucked it in with my mouth and licked it greedily.
I don’t really feel the taste, but it’s kind of fun to put a soft breast in my mouth and gently bite on it, and the thought of being able to massage it as I want makes blood rush to my lower body.
While twirling my tongue, I moved my hard erect nipples back and forth like a joystick, and when I thought I had sucked a certain amount of sweet water, I tried to move to the next breast.
“Zyuup, zuuup! Hmm!? Ugh!”
“Huh… Why, why are you like that?”
Water that is slightly sweet and has a slightly fishy taste enters your mouth. Gulp… Something that is not thick and has the texture of slightly boiled milk sprays into my mouth.
I realized it instinctively. This is breast milk. And a new memory emerged.
Before Lennon gave birth. I remembered how I would cling to Lennon’s breasts every day, suck on them with my lips, and masturbate using breast milk as a snack.
When I suckle Lennon’s milk like a baby, he slowly strokes my cock.
‘Yes… Lennon was not a mother… She was a real mother!’
As memories of the past flowed in little by little, I felt Lennon’s evaluation of me gradually change.
From a mother to a former lover… From a former lover to now a woman.
I now see Lennon as a woman.
“Eh, huh? “Am I still producing breast milk?”
“I rather like it.”
I buried my face in Lennon’s chest and this time placed my lips on the other breast.
Lennon’s right breast greeted me with a little yellow milk flowing like tears from the tip of his nipple, probably because he was jealous of his left breast.
“Uuuuu!!! “Sweet… Haaa… Gulp.”
Haha, haaa… Haa…! “This has been so long… Ugh… I feel like it’s been the first time, haa… It’s strange.”
Then he will breastfeed until he gets used to it. Sword Master’s breast milk. In terms of the cow’s grade, it was USR Ultra Super Rare milk that exceeded SSR.
While squeezing the smooth breast with my right hand, I take the nipple sticking out between my fingers and suck it.
Before coming to this world, the fountain was not created like I saw in the cartoon, but I was satisfied because the breast milk gently flowing out was quite delicious.
‘But, 10 years have passed since I gave birth to Rania, is it possible to produce breast milk?’
If there’s one hypothesis, I think it might be because, as a sword master, her body has stopped aging and remains in its prime.
Lennon married me during the most beautiful time of his life, so I felt like this was possible because he still had the body he had back then.
“Uuuuup!!”
While sucking hard on the nipple, I lightly place my dick against Lennon’s crack and gently rub it.
It is my service to her who has endured more than 10 years for her sake.
“Ha, haaaaa!!! Ranel… Hmm… Ranel!”
“Tsk… Why?”
“Is it okay for this to happen? “I’m a bit older… And even attractive as a woman…”
“Why can’t I be unattractive as a woman?”
I massaged her breasts with my left hand and traced each part of Lennon’s body with my fingers.
“First, this ship. Look at her belly. How many women in the world do you think have such pretty abs?”
“Well, if you’re a knight, this is natural…”
“And even though I worked outside, my skin was pale and smooth even though I didn’t take special care of it! Even if I rub my dick here right now, it’s going to cum right away!”
It may be quite an embarrassing statement for others to hear, but I don’t care. He spoke only the truth and did not want to hold back on praising Lennon, who had a child but still had a beautiful appearance and body.
“Your face is the best according to my standards… Do you know how ugly it is to be slightly sharp but haggard if you’re in a good mood?”
This remark was not my thought, but Sentai Ranel’s thought before he died. I feel this every time I find more and more memories, but at that time, I felt like I was a child crazy about sex.
The reason Lennon had such a high sexual desire was because Ranel had just as much, and that was why she endured it. Before marrying Lennon, it was her daily routine to masturbate every night while thinking about a woman of her own taste.
And the woman with that taste was Lennon.
A beautiful female knight with a cold appearance but a lot of cute side.
It was Ranel’s preference.
It was also my preference.
“Do you still think I’m acting like this?”
“Ranelle… Do you know that I’m happy right now?”
Lennon put his hands on my cheeks with a little tear in his eye.
What woman wouldn’t like it when her dead husband regains some of his memory and tells her that he likes her and asks her to have sex?
She put her hand into Lennon’s pants and touched him slightly.
“Haha… Ha, I like it… I like my husband’s hands…♥”
“How long do I have to hold back for love juice to come out like this? “Is it because you want to get pregnant again?”
“Ranelle’s child… Are you having your second child today?”
Lennon’s face, which had lost its usual solemn expression, was that of a woman full of happiness.
“Okay, shall we have it?”
“Ahhhhh!!!”
I put my index and middle fingers into Lennon’s cracked pussy.
The sticky and slippery liquid made it easier to enter like a lubricant, but the vaginal pressure inside Lennon was like a hymen that was beyond tight and couldn’t get any closer.
Of course, it was the strongest pressure of any opponent I’ve ever met.
“I want to suck cock… I want to taste my husband’s cock.”
Up!
With those words, Lennon, very excited, started climbing on top of me.
