Chapter 289 – 28. Family Management (9)
Manusi, an expression commonly used in Gaul to describe wanderers from the West Continent.
“After writing it, I really like it.”
A culture rooted in poverty was not healthy even with empty words. Due to their unique habits, they were often stigmatized as potential criminals in many countries because they were difficult to integrate with the indigenous people. It was true that he often wandered here and there like a vagabond, even though it was just to make a living, and he often committed illegal acts.
“It’s going to get cheaper soon, so get ready.”
I wonder if they will live together in the western wilderness, which is considered the paradise of outlaws. Aren’t Amisha and Himena here right now criminals who make dirty assassinations for a living? They felt sorry for them and were vicious enough to even try to kill a woman who had shown mercy to them.
There was no need to have pity. At least, thanks to Lucienne’s assistant, the two became faithful to the point of incomprehensibility, but they were still not treated as human beings by the standards of a baron. It was just that he thought that if he accepted the situation he was in quite sincerely like now, it would be okay someday.
“Françoise, are you going to keep standing like that while the West is masturbating with tools?”
“Somehow, I guess I should be punished too.”
Amisha, who was caught by her fine hair, spit out an obscene noise. With the huge prick thrusting her throat mercilessly, she could finally feel the baron’s cock vibrate. It was time to soak up the ecstatic essence.
“I love you, my master…”
By the time the concubine, who was smiling like a tomboy, came forward and kissed him, the already strong pillar became stronger. In addition, at the moment of mixing tongues, it was clearly only a light expression of affection, but it induced intense ejaculation.
Crying, the glans forced into Amisha’s esophagus excreted semen like rain. He enjoyed the cool feeling of excretion while using the wandering woman, who had barely shed tears from the harsh abuse, as a toilet. Then, more and more, he spurted a cascade of thick cum.
It didn’t take long for the hungry dancer’s stomach to fill up. Amisha, who had eaten enough semen to forget the days of hunger, straightened her back as much as possible. It was because he thought that if he did something wrong, he might shed the master’s noble seed.
“Whoop, whoop… !”
Retracting her head to follow the clumsy grasp of her hair, she sucked the glans that had fallen to her lips before long. With the tip of his blunt tongue, he gently cleared the urethra, which had been pouring cum without a break, and induced a more pleasant ejaculation.
If it was a success, it was a success.
Rom, intoxicated with a decent pleasure, filled Amisha’s mouth with a whimsical desire. He grabbed the straight hair of Himena, who was so absorbed in licking her toes as if she was not enough, after having packed up a few cups of food.
“Wow!”
There was no notice. It was a sudden action. I shuddered when I saw the cock that had been ravaging my colleague’s mouth a while ago. The object, which had stopped excretion for a while, said to put it in its mouth, and it opened its lips obediently and became the second toilet.
You can’t stick your penis into the soles of your feet or anything you’ve been licking in a dirty way.
So, Rom slowly got up and aimed at Jimena’s face, who had been placed quite far away. With her body, which had already stopped spilling waste, she poured out the remaining cum as if urinating at a leisurely pace.
“Hehe, thank you Sungeun…”
It was an immoral sight. The dancer, who showed off her exotic beauty, splendidly stimulated the baron’s lust, befitting a member of an assassination squad that uses beauty as an organ. Like a faithful nun, she got down on her knees, took her hands, and sent the sloppy semen straight into her face.
“I’ll regard this as a reward given to the master to diligently work hard so that he can continue to live this insignificant life and be stepped on more diligently by his master’s jizz food…”
Being arrogant, I couldn’t help but think that a beauty with a high nose would lower herself to the fullest and fawn. Jimena was thrilled when she was hit with a hazy and deep desire as a target for her clear features.
“I will always be cheeky and be a good year to write whenever I feel like it…”
It was finally the end of a long affair. Rom was satisfied with the way her virtuosic concubines tucked her flowing hair over her ears. Even though Amisha and Himena were ardently submissive, it was a different story when it came to pure love for my wife.
“Oooh, uhhh…”
“Huh…”
The two dancers, with their cheeks puffed out and soaked in cum, gazed at their master. One was sprayed randomly all over the body and looked like a mess, but the other was injected into the esophagus without swallowing, so it was relatively clean except for the mouth covered with saliva.
“How is the situation, master?”
“Not bad for a tool I was just about to throw away. After all, the best thing was your kiss.”
“Whoops, did you feel good?”
“There are so many piled up that it’s still not enough. For the ladies who like fresh things rather than old ones, we should quickly buy them all and refill them. Try practicing the taste of Oriane, who begs to be treated more violently every day.”
“Then you can’t exhaust yourself first. The madam and the lady are taking Madame LeBlanc and fighting very hard. Judging by the atmosphere, I wasn’t mocking myself for thinking my turn wouldn’t come back today.”
Françoise bluffed unresponsively. She warned again and again that it would be better to be prepared, and she hesitated when she saw the baron’s expression that suddenly changed her. He smiled lightly and was already delighted at the thought of educating his brilliant but erratic wife.
“… Will I get married later?”
“Well, like you said, we’ll have to deal with the three of them and then see how they are.”
I was amused by her waving her hands with her voluptuous exaggerations, saying that her euphemistically affirming rom was dizzying just imagining it. Then, he looked around at the dancers who had been silently waiting for my order until then, and ordered them in turn as if they had dealt with a pile of paperwork that had been piled up earlier.
“Ah, you guys, don’t swallow and open your mouth.”
Amisha and Himena nodded softly and followed the command. Carefully tilting her head, she let out the hot, steamy cum. The tongue as well as the teeth were all locked, creating a scene that seemed to overflow at any moment.
“You can just swallow a sip.”
Having said that, the baron glanced at his tools. He listened to the sound of the gurgling, saw the water level lowered under his teeth, and spit. It was a kind of encouragement award given only to dear wives.
“Okay, you can close now.”
On the other hand, unlike the other seven dancers, it was also a test of the loyalty of the two, who had been quite submissive. If he manages to pass, it was intended to raise the status of a tool to that of a slave or livestock, even in the sense of congratulations.
“I’ll keep holding on until I say I’m done.”
The gooey, foul-smelling cum seeped into every nook and cranny of his taste buds. It was sticky like glue, filling the gaps in the gums and sticking to it. Even if it stayed like this for a few minutes, it would be engraved like a terrible stigma and would never come off.
“Whoa, whoa…”
“Puuuuu…”
Of course, Rom didn’t care at all. Seeing a flirtation or two, she just waved her hand and congratulated the guests mischievously. Only then did the rug and the toilet belatedly realize that their owner was going to leave them without a promise.
Unable to swallow or spit Therefore, you should not stop paying attention even for a moment. I can’t even open my mouth, so I can’t speak. It was not enough to get drunk while constantly sniffing the dizzy smell, so I had to focus all my energy on breathing hard.
And what if it even goes past the date?
It was like an indirect deprivation of sleep. Even more so, it wasn’t even a concern that the toilet seat and the rug each gave off a smell worthy of my name.
“The other seven years stick your butt against the wall.”
The beautiful dancers followed the order naked. Each of the curvaceous ones had a body that was worth seeing, and the lower body was pulled out all the way. The sight of tightly clinging female bodies forming a mountain range curved at the hips was truly spectacular. It was particularly noteworthy that the convex nipples and clitoris, and the wet vagina, which had already risen due to the actions of the previous two people, were highlighted.
“If you are going to punish me, shall I bring a cane, master?”
“It’s okay, I just want to practice alternating beats.”
“Ahang…”
Arranged from left to right, Ashka, Shuriya, Mallika, Gayatri, Nicol, Rosaria, and Claudia.
The exceptions are Amisha and Himena.
Rom, who had moved her footsteps, slapped Ashka on the butt nearby. She was hit so hard that she shuddered as she was used to her pain. Soon she begged for mercy as she swayed her ass from side to side with her red handprints on it.
It didn’t matter. It wasn’t long before Mibu, a nomadic woman with long, curly black hair, broke out in a cold sweat. Even if I had a different social status or class, I was humiliated and humiliated by a man much younger than me.
It was a sin of daring to look away from the subject that I couldn’t even stand up to the end.
The only thing he could do was to blatantly shake his big, fleshy breasts and buttocks and fawn, so the old high-level dancer of the Seokhwadan teased his body every time the bloody hand gesture was repeated.
It was really nice to see that it was vulgar and lewd. Finally, Rom opened her cleft with her stiff phallus and thrust it deep into it. Ashka howled, reacting even more violently than when she was violently spanked.
“Kyahuuuuu… !”
Even so, it was a spectacle in a good way to see a woman who looked like a lioness and let out a beastly groan. He shot down Ashka’s womb with an object that lightly crossed her belly button even when she wasn’t fully erect, and he soon turned his attention to the other dancers.
‘Wow, I don’t think you really need to practice…’
She had two hands and one penis, but it was amazing how she could easily handle five. Françoise, who was watching quietly, admired the skillful workmanship of his adult master. Then, when a question flashed through her mind, she hesitated.
‘What? But according to what the lady said before, isn’t there at least three candidates?’
Oriane, Lucienne, Françoise, Henrietta.
‘Ha, then five is not enough…’
Baron Ardennes has four current wives and concubines, excluding playthings.
‘How many people will I have to deal with later?’
If you add three to that, you get at least seven. No matter how conservatively it is, the relationship predicted by the mystic of the frozen land will not be broken. Thus, the baron’s first concubine, who had been immersed in contemplation, had no choice but to sincerely understand.
‘… Um, our Seobang-nim, cheer up.’
The road to harem is never easy.
