Chapter 346 – 34. Marguerite in Bondage (6)
Marguerite remembers. Cortizan Catherine was a woman so dazzling that it took my breath away, even to me, a person of the same sex. Even after the actress, who was the pride of the country with her beautiful white hair, changed her job to become a high-class mistress, not a single finger was pointed at her.
“Sister, it’s dirty.”
Her younger brother, who cannot even remember her biological mother’s face, inherited her charm. Because of the scars she got from me, she has faded somewhat, but that’s it. Except for the scars across her face, she looked exactly like her childhood self.
“That’s why I suck.”
With his tall and handsome face, the way he carelessly caressed his older sister was extremely arrogant. It was to the point that even the abbess, who was not yet used to the reversed relationship, sometimes wondered if this was not the case.
But yes.
Isn’t there a law that says “Beautiful beauty of all ages” Is only applicable to women? The same goes for the Baron who is now Ardennes. The boy, with his innocent and heart-warming appearance, was like a little prince.
“I just want to curse at you.”
Rom, sitting on a cushion, expressed her honest desires. As she spent a considerable amount of time in her dreams, she seemed to be gradually regaining her senses, and as if she were not mistaken, she was shedding her youthful appearance and taking on a more adult attitude.
Even then, his boyish charm was still there, so paradoxically he was perfect.
Anyway, Marguerite was ecstatic. After all, the first line has already been crossed, so why hesitate or worry anymore? Even the sting of her conscience was already nothing more than spice for her new pleasure.
“How about Sister Mar?”
The nun, who held her perky breasts in her recoiled form, had a smile on her face. Her body fluids mixed into her white, smooth skin, and she buried herself in the smooth valley, rubbing her erect cock with all her might, and she responded.
“According to the Lord’s will…”
Even the insulting derogatory name was a body that brought joy. Whenever I was called a dick house, my lower abdomen tightened, and I was so happy that I was truly reduced to a female. Instead of getting angry at her younger brother, who was caressing her dark brown hair as if he was stroking a pet dog, she repaid him with a lewd slap and a blowjob.
“She is just obedient as a nun…” …”
Even though her concept of time was a meaningless dream, Marguerite’s fall was unusual. Just a moment ago, she had scolded the monster who looked like me as if he were being shallow, but now she was biting her brother’s cock and playing with her tongue.
“Yes, exemplary cock house! “I got a perfect score on the test!”
Finally, Rom, who was gently pressing the back of his sister’s head, was furious. He scolded her, grinning at her secretly surging pleasure. As if he was not the only one who was intoxicated by her immoral incest, he boldly provoked his beloved half-sister.
“But you know, I think it would be better if you gave me this answer as a sister, not as a nun.”
Sensual pleasure was satisfied thanks to her squishy massage. Her mysterious body, which was tireless even after being made young by her alcohol and drugs, was thus ready for her powerful ejaculation. As always, she wriggled with a volume that was different from that of other males.
“I think I’ll cum soon. “Speak dirty to me like your old sister.”
“Ah, anyway, that’s…”
“It’s an order. Because everything about Sister Mar is mine.”
Marguerite made a perplexed expression. The boy who I thought was pure was looking deep inside me as if he was really a god.
Why not?
No matter how vulgarly she dresses up and commits fornication, it is nothing more than the actions of a decadent nun. As you can see, the head of the convent, who was the Baroness’s sister, was no longer there.
“Obey, will you do it?”
“…”
This is the secret to a particularly rapid decline. Just as the saying goes that the higher a bird flies, the greater its fall, it didn’t take long for Marguerite to become honest with her true nature. But where was she as Marguerite, the sister of her beloved brother Rome?
She stands as the nun of the Lord she deserves to serve.
“I like sexy older sisters. I want to mischievously torment you and pollute you with my desires. But Mar is clearly a strict and kind sister. Like I said to Sister Mongma earlier, I want to have everything that Sister Mar has, so I will never give up on either of them.”
The godhead with the spirit of a pure boy gave the command. As a nun who worshiped him, it was an order she had no choice but to follow.
Because his greed to dominate not only his sister, who was honest about his nature of looking at his half-brother as the opposite sex, but also his sister, whom he cared for and loved as part of his family, was so dazzling.
“Huh? Sister Mar.”
“Greed is a bad thing…”
I can’t tell you how ugly my face was, as I was slightly crying out of shame. She was strict, but she was just as kind. As the abbreviated below, she was the one who would do anything for her younger brother. I added, blinking my lake-clear eyes to the child I adore most in the world.
“I shouldn’t be doing this, but how can I refuse when I’ve already done everything I can’t see with my eyes open? My sister is watching the life you have built fall apart in order to satisfy her personal desire to be with you…”
“Rom doesn’t know much about difficult things. “I just know that I shouldn’t miss someone as precious as Mar.”
“Oriane and Henrietta, don’t you think it’s unfair that those evil women used you and got away with it? I don’t hate that my sister, who is supposed to help me pay the dues, is playing with those girls’ will and is absorbed in coveting you… ?”
“Why me?”
The boy was ready to accept everything from his sister. Considering his true nature in the first place, the trouble Marguerite caused was at the level of cuteness. Even more so when I think about the trials I faced after taking the greatest mystical scholar in the region as my wife.
“It was really annoying when my sister Mar was acting cute and saying ‘Lord, Lord.’ I would pay hundreds of millions of dollars to have someone as pretty as Mar does that for me. So, I don’t feel unfair towards Rom at all. “Because I made my sister’s most valuable home.”
It had an addictive appearance that resembled its mother. The more I looked at him, the more I wanted to look at him. She was the first to recognize the true value of this child, who had been looked down upon simply because he was an illegitimate child.
My half-sister, Marguerite.
I felt it even before I picked up the sword. This cute guy will somehow become the best groom in Gaul. In a way, you could say he was smitten. I want to be his bride, but since I can’t because of my blood relationship, the motivation for her actions so far has been to find someone to replace her and give me vicarious satisfaction.
Marguerite of jealousy, go beyond immorality and become subjugated.
The boy’s actions seemed to say that. And coincidentally, the great abbess, who felt as if every single brain cell had been pickled by the pleasure she experienced for a short period of time, spontaneously moved in accordance with the principles of poverty, chastity, and obedience that she had abandoned since returning to secular life.
“In that case, Rom.”
“Yes.”
“It’s my older sister…”
Catherine of Cortizan was famous for her appearance that stimulated sexual desire and inspired happiness just by looking at her. Her child, Romuald, did not stand out because of her timid attitude, but he certainly boasted outstanding beauty.
“W-Noona, does your wet pussy feel good…?” … ?”
“I really like it.”
“Yes, it’s nice that I can feel your big cock too…”
However, the reason Lumiere’s invincible knight is not talked about among people for his handsome face as much as his skills is, of course, his scars. It is a scar he received from something he did for his sister who was imprisoned in a monastery.
“With my unnecessarily large and uncomfortable breasts, I am massaging your vicious object and begging you to calm down. Occasionally, I press my lips together with my soft lips or puff out my cheeks and gently suck out the stuff that has built up in my urethra…”
“The obedient Mar sister, the admonishing Mar sister, and the elaborating Mar sister are all the best!”
“My little Lord, looking back, I see that. No matter how precious my younger brother is, he would dedicate the first kiss of a virtuous lady to such an ugly dick…”
“Maybe the best one is the sister who is a bitch? But it’s not the first kiss! A long time ago, when my sister Mar was taking a nap in the garden, I secretly stole her lips! My older brother Charles said that a grown man steals a woman’s lips and dominates them in one way or another, but I guess he was talking about fucking them like he does now!”
It wasn’t just one side that looked at it with reason. Rom, who explained the facts sufficiently even with his limited vocabulary, lightly spat at Marguerite, who had stopped. Unable to come to her senses by this unexpected fact, she woke up her dazed sister and smiled mischievously.
“Why? “I thought only Marr liked me?”
“Ah, Rom…”
“Hmm, but since we have to start with what she offered of her own free will, is Sister Mar’s first kiss my cock? I guess it doesn’t matter either way! Because you both suck!”
“She’s such a brazen and mean younger sister. She’s willing to put her through hell…” …”
“There is no such thing as hell. She says it’s heaven when she’s with her sister and me. So make me feel good. “Don’t worry about anything else, just talk dirty and make me cum.”
Once the foreplay is over, it’s time to release. Dedicated service is only a precursor. Therefore, from the moment my younger brother’s critical situation ends, the half-siblings will become one.
“If that is your wish, I obey, both as a nun and as a sister…” …”
Sometimes as a god and worshiper, sometimes as an older sister and her younger brother.
“Can I cum in your mouth?”
So Marguerite nodded.
“In this cold land, my sister’s mouth is a cock stove that Rom can use whenever he wants…”
“Is it okay to do it again later?”
I nodded repeatedly, saying of course.
“I’ll turn this bitch into a fucking nun whenever you want me to…” …”
“And you’ll still do dirty things when you become my older sister, right? Mar, because you’re the best at teasing.”
“Yes, I’ll do whatever I can. I bury myself in the valley here and give the creatures a pleasant massage. Please cum whenever you feel like it…”
The subjugation of affection, which is more powerful than any other means, has only just begun.
“Sister’s body was born to receive our Rom’s cum…”
Like the actions of a sister who blossomed into fawn.
