Chapter 106 – 10. Flowers in Both Hands (6)
It was a crazy night.
So, even after the first and second ejaculation was over, Rome did not stop. The passionate young lady changed her attitude and felt lust again with the affection and kiss she gave as seasoning. It was for this reason that he was immediately looking for his next partner her.
“Oriane, stand against the wall.”
“Yeah, yes.”
The wife, who answered in an obedient voice, pointed to the wallpaper where the cold air was flowing. I leaned back slightly so that her back was curved, and pushed her hips out to maintain a good position for fucking. She arranged for her to be raptured whenever she rode her horse, pulling her dazzling blond hair by the reins, or grabbing her thin tucked sides of her.
“Please come, Mr. West…”
Orianne flirted with her ass while holding her heels up. Rome, who had no reason to hesitate, slapped her cheek lightly and rubbed her crack with her glans. As soon as I made her entrance, she tucked it deep, savoring the interlocking creases.
Shhh, sizzle.
It was a monumental first meeting with her mother and daughter her. Rom and Oriane, who mixed their bodies in a special sense of immorality, warmed up the spacious room. Even the fire in the heated fireplace up the corners where the warmth couldn’t reach.
“Ouch, haha…”
A wife and a knight who had a military-subject relationship eventually became a pair of men and women.
“Ah, ha ha…”
Rome, who was as good at horseback martial arts as she was famous for, poked the cervix of Oriane, who was covered in her naked body her, with ease. She fled upwards, pursued it tenaciously, and at the end she pressed it away, reminding her who she was holding the initiative.
“Huh, yuk, kyaa…”
As if she was riding her well-bred white horse, she pulled her brilliant golden mane instead of a bridle over her soft, clear milky skin her. She begged her waiting maid not to let her bodily fluids dripping from the part where her phallus and vagina her interlocked and dirty her floor.
“Francoise, the bottom is yours.”
With her head bowed in her submissive manner, she fell to her knees. She approached cautiously between her mistress’s legs her, where she had been driven relentlessly until then, and stuck out her tongue her.
“Whoop, hehe…”
In this way, the maid ate the dripping liquid and the outer water at the place where the two met. Occasionally, to help their sticky relationship, he licked the perineum and saw the base of supporting his wife’s precarious legs her with her hands her.
“Huh, hah…”
“As expected, Oriane.”
“Bitch bitch, whoops, it’s delicious… ?”
“It’s as delicious as your daughter, to the extent that the expression of delicacies from the mountains and seas is not enough.”
Damn! Rom struck her Oriane’s butt without warning. Every time that happened, she realized that the tightness in her vagina was getting better with her masochistic pleasure of her, and mercilessly stabbed her as she thanked her for her bash of her.
“Ahhhhh… !”
“The feeling of being entangled every time I get hit is no joke.”
“Ahhhhh, hahh… !”
“Tighten up more.”
This was repeated until the female, desperate to somehow please her man more, completely gave up. An ordinary man would have been satisfied and felt empty by now, but unfortunately, this did not apply to Rom.
Squeak, sizzle.
Looking back, how many hardships and trials have there been until today? The reason why an honest and sincere knight fell into such an exiled prodigal was because of the two women he loved. She was because of Le Moang’s mother and daughter, who were cruel in different ways.
The beginning came from a sensual novel exchanged between a man and a woman who were both the god of war and a feudal lord. They yearned for salvation from each other, and because they cared so much for the young lady who was the occasion of their meeting, they could have crossed the front line, but they didn’t.
Because she, who claimed to be a wicked woman, was both her daughter and wife her.
‘This is my last will to my naive and stupid husband. I’ll give you everything in the afterlife. Instead of playing around with it, bury your honesty and sincerity with me in this world.’
Lucienne Lemoang, her former partner her, was a selfish spouse until the very end. However, her knight did not resent her to the end. She was not like that, on the contrary, she only cherished the highest and purest affection. Thus, the moment of her present life had arrived.
“Ha, I’m so happy… “
Oriane groaned and vomited. She shed tears of joy as if the emotions of the past years were welling up even as the sweaty buttocks of her body her pressed down. Out of sync with the slapping sound, she confessed to a sentimental drinking session.
“The noble Marquis Marquis would not have known such a female joy. She must not have known the fullness of being a mother and daughter to a man at the same time. Seo-Bang-nim is truly the Giavish that Lucienne and I deserve to serve…”
“Yes?”
“I swear to the gods that it is. So, please, harass this scathing bitch even more. Keep scolding me until I say no more. Let me look only at you as a female sexier than anyone else in the world…”
So Rom decided to once again accept himself as his prodigal son his.
“Do not worry about it. I will make it so that even if I cry and cry and beg for it, I will not be able to go back.”
Damn! The baron, who slapped his ass red like a delicious peach, sped up again. She also called her young lady who was resting in order to enjoy intermission besides intercourse. To satisfy her wife’s desire her to humiliate her.
Her elegance is trampled upon, and her vulnerability is her ready to be praised.
“Lucienne, come by my side.”
“… Okay.”
She tidied up her tousled hair, brushing it over her ears and behind her shoulders, hesitating and approaching. I poked into her hole where I came out and clung to it, then gulped at the sight of her ex-husband’s ferocious cock her falling with a gurgling sound.
It was so unrealistic in size that I couldn’t believe it was an object that had stirred me up and made me howl a moment ago.
“Did you crave your mother in a sexual way?”
Lucienne looked at her Orianne for a moment, then she nodded. It was because there was no reason to hide my true nature in the yard anyway. More than anything else, the young lady had a longing for her mother her to the extent that she was intensely drawn to the sight of her mother her climaxing while her cervix her was repeatedly pressed.
“Where do you say it out of your mouth?”
“… Yes, I did.”
“A little more explicit.”
“I, like you, wanted to fuck her mother her. Like I do, it was my wish to give her an insulting title like a bitch, to play with her whenever she was bored, to fawn on her whenever she was bored, and to slap her on the face whenever she was upset.”
Rom sighed and tugged at the golden locks of her hair that held her like a bridle. With her free hand her, she gently squeezed the nape of her wife’s neck her, which was naturally curled up, and asked for her understanding her. Not to Oriane strangling her, but to Lucienne, who was having her conversation with her.
“Wait a minute.”
It was the third ejaculation signal. Remarkably, the maid quickly figured it out and immediately crawled on her floor and moved behind her her adult master her, whom I was supposed to serve. She licked her back as her mistress had done earlier, assisting in the pleasurable ejaculation.
Crying, crying again.
The scrotum, vibrating periodically like a pulse, spewed out its stockpile of seeds. It climbed up the urethra from beyond the inside of the pillar and soon poured into the deepest part of the damp vagina. It wasn’t enough to fill the fairly wide uterus, and it squeezed in between the outer folds.
Like a waterweed, it clings to itself without any thought of falling off, instinctively aiming for the fertilization of the female.
“Ah, this is good.”
“Huh…”
Oriane let out a mushy voice and collapsed. There was no catastrophic crash due to her relationship her with her hair her being held up to the nape of her neck, but she was helplessly disheveled, having lost the strength to stand on her own and no way to maintain her balance.
“Go on.”
“… Why?”
“Because Oriane was like that in the past. Despite her shame her, she confessed her own desires to me. That’s why we are where we are today. You mustered up the courage to go so far as to be prepared for the weakness of a lady of high status.”
Rom let go of my wife with a nice smile. She was assisted by her maid her, who was waiting under her, and pulled a chair near her and sat down. She then, without asking her, came over and stroked the heads of the two females who had started cleaning.
“The sensual novels that Mrs. Marquis Baek loved to read were so blatant that even in the streets they were treated as pornography. Even though it has a roundabout meaning, it wasn’t something I would pass on carelessly.”
It was a muddy wet thing. There was no dirty part from the glans to the pillar to the scrotum. Even so, Oriane and Françoise meticulously cleaned even the nooks and crannies with their tongues. Even that secret part beneath the epidermis was called with saliva, melted, sucked in, and polished.
“I must have been afraid that even a look of contempt would return. I wouldn’t have been able to do that. But she believed in me. And in return, I am granting wishes like this.”
The wife and maid, the two females, kissed each other stickyly as if they were dreaming of forbidden love. Tongue twisted After three rounds of ejaculation with a strange sight between Rom’s penis, he put his wish to regain his strength into action.
“So if you believe me too, tell me honestly.”
Of course, it was a cause for concern. It was not difficult because the object that stood up stiffly as if showing off its overflowing energy was not difficult. Ashamed of the fact that they doubted the manliness of the man they had dared to worship, the cocksuckers each offered their lips as a deep apology.
“Chew…”
On one side, she lightly tidied up her flowing hair and slenderly stimulated her glans as if deeply entangled with her affectionate lover her.
“Shoooook…”
The other, sniffing like a ravenous bitch, buried his face in his scrotum her, then closed his eyes and inhaled deeply with a happy expression on his face her.
It was a service for Rome, who was relaxed with his chin resting on his chin her. Because he deserved this luxury.
“I…”
Lucienne, who had been hesitant all along, got lucky. I did n’t pay any attention to me because I was nervous and did n’t know what to do, and I got his attention to his, who was looking down at the wife and maid who were rushing in full heat.
“I wanted to do this too.”
The sincerity expressed by a woman who hid her true colors as a villain and a mystic.
“I wanted to have my mother and Bijou kneel down side by side to serve. I made fun of her by making her forehead her bow down to the ground and lightly trampling on her head her, cursing that she would be a perfect bitch to use as my foot mat.”
“In addition?”
“I tried to spit on it, mock it, and ask my daughter how it was fun being fucked. After putting on a dog collar, I was going to have them walk through the corridors of the cold castle, crawling on all fours. I also wanted him to slap me on the cheek with my fuck-stained hands and make me ask him questions.”
“It’s a great taste.”
It really was. Lucienne nodded and slipped her hand between her crotch her and masturbated on her own. Even though I knew that masturbating without permission might offend him, I impulsively poked at him.
“One day, I wanted to slap my butt enough to make my butt swell red for no reason, just because I was in a bad mood. I wanted to take care of that cheeky body to my liking so that a lowly motherfucker wouldn’t pretend to be innocent.”
“How exactly?”
“I have my name and patterns engraved on my body. With a messy tattoo on flawless skin. There were also plans to put rings on the nipples and clitoris. I was going to train him to accept everything voluntarily. I was thinking of making her a female slave who was obsessed with the flesh of her, who knew how to make fun of her with filthy words that would be unimaginable from her external status of her as a lady.”
However, now that she knew of the existence of a thicker and more powerful object, the young lady’s slender fingers her were not satisfied with just comforting herself. So, in the end, prepared to be laughed at, he approached Rome and put his hands her behind his back her.
“I know, it’s a desire that can no longer be fulfilled…”
He could not bear to abandon his rebellious attitude his like a cat with bad affiliation, only gently wagging his invisible tail his.
“Therefore…”
With the meaning of wanting you to pierce it with that strong finger.
“It’s a little different, Lucienne.”
Rom did just that. Except for a same-sex lover, he sweetly stimulated his wife from his previous life her, who had no sexual experience, with his middle and two index fingers standing erect. She closed her eyes and felt her dizziness until she trembled, she continued and did not stop, she said.
“Oriane will definitely be like that. And you too.”
“Oops, ah…”
Lucienne threw her head back forcefully. She rejoiced in the thrill of the climax, feeling the unknown fullness of her ex-husband’s voice that had imprinted on her brain. Following the spraying of her love liquid her, she sympathized with her incontinence her.
“So, let’s wash up and continue.”
Like her mother her, she said she was lucky to have this man by his side her.
