Chapter 141 – 14. Courtship Competition (1)
Orianer Le Moin politely knelt down on her knees. She grinned as she waited for the draped veil of her hair to calm down. With the curious eyes of her beautiful face and the thin lips of her elegant nose her, she carefully looked up at her husband her.
There was a ferocious scar on the baron of the frozen land, who swept her hair back with her balm. The scars that adorned her face her tended to make her chubby man look even more unapproachable.
But she knows
As if my essence, an elegant lady, was lewd. The nature of the baron here was also thoughtful and kind, he had known for a very long time. Thus, she demanded that this immoral relationship be brought to a deeper and more irreversible point.
Because with this man, he could trust everything.
Indeed, Romuald Arden lived up to my expectations. Because her upright knight she became a corrupt baron and revealed such a decadent womanhood. He indeed proved that he was willing to give up even his virtuous life for me.
So, this time it was his turn. It was her moment to become a devoted bitch wife and play the role of a cockhouse and a jizz receiver. It was a time when I had to serve with a sweet welcome even if I was punished and humiliated for any unfair reason.
So Oriane smiled broadly. She did n’t pay any attention to her while her daughter her and her handmaid her stepped aside to watch her. I focused only on her husband her, Romu Ald, who was sitting in a soft chair waiting for me to give him pleasure.
“Rom-sama, my West.”
Ugh, the wife with her hands neatly folded nobly bowed her head. As if telling the other two females that this kind of courtesy is the standard for any family that wants to serve their husband, she bowed before the service. It was calm, yet flawless.
“Your concubine, Orianne Lemoyn, bows deeply…”
She lifted her head again and leaned her body forward. I adjusted her height so that my face and Rom’s prick were at eye level, and I breathed in lukewarm air. Feeling tickled by him, Rom made her show interest in her forthcoming pleasure her.
“Are you very dissatisfied? As an elder, I couldn’t see my mature appearance, but I hurt Seobang-nim’s mood. It’s so embarrassing that I can’t even lift my face of her. I am deeply reflecting
Oriane rubbed her cheek against Rom’s phallus. With sympathetic eyes, she begged her forgiveness and coquettish. The moon hides and the flowers are ashamed of it, now she is literally a waste of water.
“Sir, Oriane doesn’t really care about the order…”
Lucienne snorted at her. Her daughter her, who was watching her mother from a little distance from her, seemed to feel very disgusted with her mother her for her arrogance her. She muttered that she should have educated that bitch early, and when her young lady caught Rom’s gaze, she bit her lip.
According to the established rules, it was a warning not to spoil her excitement until it was her turn her.
“The happiness of a bitch lies in being used. It’s an honor to have you by my side. What we should always prioritize is the pleasure of the West. Oriane was only worried that her precious husband would ruin this anniversary with her poor daughter-in-law and her clumsy concubine her…”
She stroked her hair as if the baron understood. She had come up with a silent answer for a devoted wife. Then Orianne, her expression her more relaxed, blushed in delight as she befits her new bride her. He kept rubbing her glans of her, dripping with her outer skin of her, on his cheek of her, and trembled with her charms of her.
Swoop, Swoop.
Whether true or not, the two were committed to each other. Moreover, as of today, they have officially made a couple’s kite. A man and a woman who are deeply corrupted enough to think of this kind of competition as play, so she immediately met her eyes and smiled at her.
“Was the introduction long… ?”
Oriane sat upright. Her hands her rested on her lap her, her purple hue gently pouting her expressive lips. There, she looked at her husband her, who was like the sky, with really longing eyes, and finally approached him. She gave her mouth like her lewd words for a rom she couldn’t wait any longer.
“In the end, what I want to say is simple.”
The wife, whose lips were precisely placed on the urethra of the glans of her, continued her words of her.
“Oriane is the West’s cockhouse. You don’t have to let this bitch exist for your pleasure. So, if you are interested in receiving service, please do as you wish.”
On the other hand, the traces of her glossy purple lips her came out.
“It’s okay if you take off her coffin her and rip off her veil her. It’s also good to hold onto my hair like the reins of a ferocious horse and pull it until I’m struggling to breathe. If you slap me for being clumsy at serving, I promise you that I’ll walk away sloppy on the spot.”
Side her, and then he nicked the pleats under her glans her.
“Don’t hesitate. Excrete her her desires her as she pleases to me, her wife and possession her, who looks and serves only you. You don’t even have to compliment her. I’m happy just to eat it deliciously. Oriane is an irredeemably lewd female.”
She descended gradually, side by side, side and pole.
“So please enjoy. Please spit and swear at me. She’s a vulgar bitch at night to the point where her elegance is her during the day is outdone. Enjoy my service, then hold her hair her as if riding a horse, and gently poke her cervix back.”
Each side, side, and left a mark on the scrotum.
“Go ahead and give me an order while strangling me. I won’t let you go until you masturbate yourself ten times, so do it. Please further develop my propensity to love masochism. In a mess, at random, like that…”
Side, side, side, after that, I rode up the pillar again.
“I want to repay you in my previous life. I want to convey this to Seo-Bang, who cherished and protected a girl in heat to the point where there was no answer. You don’t have to do that anymore. No matter what you do, I will be by your side forever…”
The time has come. The Marquis Baek, smiling bashfully with her narrow eyes, spoke her last words to her.
“Huh, you talked too much. A bitch who just needs to treat her well.”
Then, with her hands on her knees, she lowered her head. After kissing her on the crown of her head, she opened her purple-tinged lips and gave a warning.
“Bitch bitch, I’m going to be colonel now…”
Its jaws were so thick that it could only be bitten by opening its mouth. Fortunately, Orianne, the most experienced of his wives, soon embraced Rome’s glans without difficulty. Using her lips her as her fulcrum her, I pushed them into her well, enjoying my warm, moist mouth her.
“Howeup, jjoooook…”
Her soft tongue slid in her mouth full of drool that she had gathered earlier. Although the important thing in this service was not how deeply she could embrace it or whether she could give her pleasure, she cared about giving pleasure.
“Chufu-eup, chufuu… ” …”
The clever wife’s attack point was the tightly pulled pleats under the glans. Giving visual satisfaction with a lewd eye smile at the baron looking down at her temple, instead of recklessly moving forward, she checked her mood. She shook her head subtly as if she could grab hold of my blonde hair whenever she wanted. So I rustled the veil on the back of her head.
“Fuhuuuuu…” …”
Saliva flowed. The glans that hit her uvula might make her vomit, but there was no sign of it at all. As I said, Orianne, who delighted Rome with her well-trained mouth pussy, savored the taste and aroma in her mouth.
A dizzyingly thick male scent, licking the corners with the tip of the tongue brought out a rich taste. The wife, who liked it so much, lowered her head gradually.
“Pheuuuuu…”
A purple lip print crossed her glans. But her pillars were still there for a long time. Because even if you stuffed her mouth full, it wasn’t even a third way. In fact, even if you put half of it in, it’s a thing that can reach the cervix, so it’s shocking.
“Umm, whoop…”
Sensing the need to move forward, she lowered her head deeper. She licked her tongue eagerly, lamenting that she couldn’t make eye contact with her husband. Until the moment her glans caught on her neck.
“Whoop, side, whoup, side…”
An obnoxious gurgling sound escaped my lips. It was time to finally get past the throat. Oriane, who had retreated one square from her to get two more squares ahead of her, shuttled her head as it were. My face moved vigorously as if it were a masturbation tool.
“Pu-ha-eup, fu-hu-eup, jjoo-ok…”
Squeak, sizzle.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa…”
Squeak, sizzle.
“Kuuuuu…”
The lips that were in circular contact with the skin of the pillar of the phallus slipped all the way. The oil-soluble rouge mixed with the outer water and the saliva was mixed little by little to form a water stream. Eventually, it flowed down the scrotum and dripped onto the floor.
“Ooh, uh, uh…”
And by the time she was half way through, Oriane, her eyes wide open, was restless with her hand on her lap. As she suddenly heard her sarcasm, she sighed and intuited that she had reached her limit earlier than expected. She reluctantly removed her hand from her grip, grabbed her by the leg of a nearby chair, and thrust her ferocious glans down her gullet.
Right after, she was pushed back by the recoil and spit Rom’s stuff out of her mouth.
“Puha…”
She had left her mark exactly half way further.
