Chapter 18 – 1. Covenant Night (8)
The stuff in his mouth he started to gurgle. At first, I thought it would end with one or two, but it didn’t. It was because the object, which he had wriggled dozens of times as if to excrete her lust her, overflowed out of the Marquis’s mouth even after filling it to the fullest.
Toduk, toduk.
Warm bodily fluids dripped onto the cold marble floor and formed a puddle. It was the cum mixed with the spittle of Mrs. Oriane. It was the trace of a knight who had poured out more than a few sips, but was still not satisfied.
‘It’s dark, it’s dark…’
The character was more like a semi-solid than a liquid. Even though I had collected so much, there was hardly any sign of flow. It had a soft texture like Britannia jelly and had considerable adhesion, so it seemed that it would not come off easily if it got stuck between my teeth.
“I told you not to spill it.”
Rom scolded quietly. He stroked Oriane’s hair while tucking her tousled hair behind her ear. The purpose was to more calmly appreciate the plaque of a female with her mouth full of cum.
“There’s nothing we can do. Just look up at me quietly.”
Oriane blinked her eyes. It was because if she nodded, the thing in her mouth would fall again. Since she was leaning her upper body forward, she was worried that she might inadvertently loosen her hands behind her back her and touch her floor.
“You are pretty.”
Rom grabbed his things his and pointed them at Oriane’s face hers. Her erection was halfway through, but there was still quite a bit of unexpelled cum in her urethra. So, the knight pulled it out with a simple sweeping motion and decorated the lady’s face her.
‘Ah, that’s too much…’
Who can see this and associate the existence of the elegant marquis’s wife?
The current address of Oriane Lemoang was truly miserable. She was clearly the knight’s cum dripper. Her adorned face was literally full of the by-products of Rom’s lust, and her mouth was her was a mess of the products of vulgar flattery and action.
“Now you’re looking a bit like a cock dripper.”
Rom laughed softly and got up from his seat. She then rummaged through a drawer somewhere and returned with the crystal ball she had given her the other day in her hand. It boasts a matte look like a round jewel, and as is well known, it was a tool containing record-keeping magic.
“Now, I’ll be filming soon, so try smiling at least. If you look so sad, it looks like I forced you to do it, doesn’t it? I’m going to play this video later and have them masturbate.”
The bad thing is always yourself. She is Duck Ané Le Moin, a lofty Marquis by day, a knight’s cock-house by night, and a pretty jizz-ditch bitch. Just like the wife her in her novel her, she recalled her attitude of obedience and servitude, and immediately smiled brightly.
“Something special.”
Like a pet dog, when Rom stroked her hair her, her bottom her got wet without even realizing it. It would n’t have changed, though, since her car her was already making another puddle, but Oriane felt a strange pleasure in her own appearance her, blossoming like that short new lewd bitch.
It’s worse than a cheap prostitute, but it shines because it’s only for one person.
It is a sense of liberation that she gains from throwing away all the burdens she has been carrying all along and being absorbed in her pleasure her like this.
Orianne looked up at her rom her, in a state of ecstasy she had never felt before in her life her. Like someone in a frenzy, she quivered her eyelids and asked with her eyes. How could she be so happy if she only served you?
“Swallow, little by little.”
Of course it was. Oriane, who obediently followed the order, swallowed what was in her mouth. The croaking and croaking sound was very erotic. All the more in that it resonates quietly in a quiet room, and not only the appearance added to it.
It wasn’t easy to pass the thick cum through my throat all at once. It was so thick and sticky that I had to try hard while shedding my tears again and again. In the end, she succeeded in emptying all the amount as she ordered.
“Whoa, whoa…”
Even if he exhaled, a breath that could be seen with the naked eye came out. It was just a breath of fresh air and the body odor of the male. As her lady her, there could be no uglier appearance than that, but as a woman it was a badge of honor.
“You have to deal with spilled things.”
Scraping at the puddle on the floor, Rom took it to Oriane’s pubic hair and wiped it. Right after her, Ron smiled and added, watching her helplessly excited by her treatment of her. First of all, I was told to clean my things.
“You can’t clean mine with a mouth that wiped the floor. So you have to do it in order. Even if you look at that attitude, if there is something lacking, I will point it out. Don’t worry about getting scolded and do your best not to forget your duty until the end.”
“Yes, yes…”
“And you can stop slacking off your back.”
Oriane, who finally got her hands free her, carefully touched her floor her. Her legs were numb, probably from the recoil of her having been on her knees for a long time. It was not yet time for her to care for such things and indulge her leisurely, she was only faithful to the duty placed before her eyes her.
Haebug.
She stuck out her tongue like a dog in heat and then licked her romper. I don’t know if it was because I was already full of body odor, but there was no more resistance than before.
“By the way, Jjook…”
The scrotum, which was wet with various body fluids, was licked meticulously, even to the wrinkled part, and I climbed up the pillar and wiped the wet part with my cheek again.
She was indeed a devoted female.
If necessary, she would close her mouth to hold it, and she repeatedly licked or dug into the glans, especially the part where residues tended to accumulate. Among them, by far, the best part was that he sucked up the remaining cum inside the urethra of her, thinning it down to his cheeks of her.
No matter how married she was, Orianne, who was extremely inexperienced with men, showed her proficiency at all. Even in reality, despite her outward appearances of her, Rom’s mood at receiving her courtesy of her was sometimes displeased.
Unlike her aesthetically impeccable appearance of her, she sometimes had her teeth chattering.
But even so, her barbarian wife her is admirable. It is all the more so because my talent has blossomed so much with just one sensual novel that the article gave me. It was only for this reason that I did not blame her, even though I had frowned at her from the occasional pain of her.
“Umm, chook…”
Rome leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa. Since she was a female who had achieved considerable results for the first time, her intention her was to enjoy this moment even if nothing else was put aside. She was destined to be ripe enough to miss this immaturity later on.
A clumsy cockhouse has its own charm.
So, while enjoying the lukewarm sensation in her lower body Her, Rome closed her eyes and smiled lightly. Not long after, she opened her eyes almost at the same time as Oriane, who revealed her bewilderment when she felt someone’s presence far outside the door, in the hallway.
“D-Sir Dior!”
“… !”
The heat that had been burning up quickly cooled down in an instant. It was to the point where the time I spent so much felt effort wasted. At first I thought I heard it wrong, but I didn’t. Rom pricked up her ears at the sound outside and opened her eyes. Orianne, who had forgotten her nakedness and was absorbed in her service her, finally looked back at herself and hardened her like ice.
“What should I do, quickly get dressed… !”
“No, please calm down.”
But is her crisis her an opportunity? The courageous knight showed the dignity of a master befitting the role I played. With her restless face her looking around her, Orianne put her hand her on her shoulder her to calm her down right away, further making more vulgar demands on her than she had just before.
“Squat down so that you can see clearly.”
“Yes?”
“You have to keep doing what you are doing.”
“Ha, but…”
“Trust me.”
Rom spat out with a determined attitude. Even so, it was impossible to completely erase the Marquis’ wife’s anxiety of her, but with the relationship that had been established until now and the subjugation attempted through it, I was able to get her to listen to me for now.
“And this is an order.”
“Ah, well…”
I couldn’t deny it. It was because the fresh obedience whispered to him to follow his orders her. In the end, as Rom had said, Oriane, who took a pose that exposed her pubic hair and genitals, looked at him and waited for the next command.
And in that moment, smart.
The presence detected in the hallway finally approached and knocked on the door. Before I could get an answer back, I wanted to grab the doorknob, but the latch that I was sure to have filled in was slammed open and entered the room.
It seems that the locking device did not work properly because it was a very old facility.
“Excuse me for being late, Dior.”
Oriane closed her eyes tightly. Imagining a future in which her authority and moral honor her as the Marquis Marquis was damaged, she suffered from a heart-stopping feeling.
“Kyaaak! Uh, what… !”
Finished. Now, everyone in Yeongji will look at me and point fingers at me as a prostitute. Your daughter might disown you with a look of contempt. It is certain that political opponents will flesh out rumors and spread them with ridicule, and all that remains is destruction.
Why would you do something like this?
Oriane looked back on her mistake her and pondered over her regret her too late. In the meantime, the screaming visitor covered his mouth and confronted Rom, who couldn’t help but sigh shamelessly and vomited irritation.
“Is the employee of the Lemoang family really this rude?”
“Yes Yes?”
“I don’t remember asking you to come in.”
The visitor was speechless. Rome didn’t miss the gap in her and continued to push her. Meanwhile, with her back to the entrance, she grabbed Oriane’s hair her, who was squatting, and asked questions.
“What is your name?”
“Ph, this is Françoise.”
“Looks like your wife sent it.”
“Oh, no. Not the madam, but the lady…”
“That or that. Even though I’m a wandering knight, I have my own private life. I don’t know why you came to see me at such a late hour, but please keep the minimum etiquette to the person who saved the territory.”
Match! Rom slapped the cheek of Oriane, who was in her daze, and turned her gaze to her for a moment.
“This stupid bitch will continue to do what she does if she is a fucking house, but she still sits blankly watching.”
Her tingling pain widened her eyes, and she faced Rome. She whispered to her not to look back and whispered so that only she could hear him. From the point of view of Maid Françoise, it was not Oriane, the Marquise’s wife, who was here.
That she was just a naked prostitute, a woman who provided sexual services to a knight, from whom she was summoned.
‘Madam, hurry up and continue undetected.’
‘… !’
Orianne, now realizing what she had to do, licked Rom’s things again.
She made obscene noises as if she wanted to be seen and heard again.
