Tonight， Your Wife Will Be Mine. 35

Chapter 35 – 3. You, the End of the Month (5)

It was an eye light that shone like a flash. In that light, Oriane felt the gaze of lust overflowing hotly. She was excited as she felt herself unable to move at all, just as a beast in front of her prey would freeze it with only her gaze at her.

‘I see…’

Even the guilt of catharsis and deviation is purified in front of pleasure. The expression revealed on the face is getting closer to a smile. My heart beats and my breathing keeps getting rougher, but I have no confidence to stop reason.

‘The more this man comes into my life, the more excited I am…’

Married life with her husband dead her back at the time of her death her was smooth. He knew how to respect her spouse her and kept a strict line between public and private affairs. He didn’t have particularly frequent physical exchanges or mental sympathy, but trust was firm as a companion couple.

Of course, I don’t know if it can be called love.

Just as people always have two sides, so did Gerard Lemoang.

Above all, he was a playboy. He was a man who would often touch a sweet maid or bring a high-class courtesan every day. Sometimes he would engage in savage orgies with more than ten women, and he would enjoy it occasionally, even with sodomy.

He was truly a man like the embodiment of promiscuity.

But even so, Oriane did not resent him. Rather, she noted a wound in her husband that others did not find. He measured the pain of a man who constantly went through life and death in a whirlpool in a storm-like war.

Could it be that he saved himself?

And it was the same with the article here. Longing for me with a burning desire, he suddenly appeared one day and reached out to me like his dead husband. From there, he carried out the plan that he thought was reckless, and then defeated the crisis of the territory one by one.

Even so, all he wanted was himself.

What a cheap price It was the first time that I was reluctant. Now that she came to think of her border her as her hometown her, she was really eager to protect this land. I was willing to give up my body her.

‘Right, it certainly was…’

But why? Her wife her fell in love with her knight her. It was something she never would have imagined, but it was. Even though we had only just met, he knew more about me than I did. As if he had been watching for a long time, he penetrated the hidden nature and made it bloom like this.

‘Gerard was like this man…’

The secret to maintaining an amicable marital relationship between two people who had no physical and mental exchanges or sympathy is respect. Gérard Le Moin would severely punish anyone who despised Orianne for sleeping with him, and then kicked him out.

Should I call it the loyalty of the Marquis?

To be honest, Oriane liked him that way. Even the expression of love was ambiguous, but there was no doubt that there was admiration or a feeling equivalent to it. He was envious of the coexistence of his upright appearance as a monarch and the distribution of lust like a playboy.

‘I’m watching you there, honey… ?’

The knight said all this and he blamed himself for the bad. And Oriane agreed with him now. Because the Marquis couple of Lemoang were just not being honest with each other.

When I’m alive, I’ll go a little closer. I will tell you to love yourself, your wife, not those women.

Deep down, I was afraid of being rejected, so I didn’t progress in the relationship. I lived like that stupidly until I said that it was okay as it was and said that it was okay.

‘I, today, belong to this man…’

But not anymore. Now, what is here is not the frontier woman trying to live in chastity, but a female woman who wants to put down the burden she was carrying on her shoulders and serve the man in front of her as her master and her new husband .

Haha…”

“Next chapter.”

“Yes, Mr. West…”

I will always open my mouth politely to his call. It will be difficult to like it not enough to bother you yet, but you will definitely be born again later.

A female knight’s wife’s desired wife.

As Oriane Lemoien desired by Rom Dior.

So hopefully it will disappear in the end. Even daytime hesitation. So that I can happily and gratefully accept any denigrating title, whether it be a cockhouse or a cock-drainer.

“How about getting a tattoo in the shape of a womb on a spotless body? How about putting something like a ring accessory on a sensitive area like the nipple? The ways in which a female pleases her master are truly limitless…”

The letters in the mystical book are the result of the desire of the knight and the wife, so Oriane read the contents while recoiling at the woman’s touch that trampled her vaginal walls.

This is a reading for yourself.

It’s all because I’m bad and lacking as a female.

“Kyaa, whoa…”

The lady’s cracks made her mouth water incessantly. It flowed like a stream of water in a valley, making the floor damp and dirty. At this rate, I wondered if it was really possible to get dehydrated. However, Rom seemed to have no intention of stopping easily, and only forced the climax persistently and viciously.

“What number is it?”

“The twentieth, the climax…”

Even though the dark eyes of the female proved that she had completely lost her taste of her, she didn’t care.

“Why does it seem like only my fingers are suffering thanks to having lewd females?”

“Sorry…”

Even when her panting breath her dug into her ears her, she did n’t blink an eye.

“Does it feel good to go while drooling?”

“Yes, yes…”

It was truly a hell of pleasure. She wasn’t sure if she would be able to get out of here a few more times. Because the pleasure turned into pain.

But somehow, Sunji Oriane found herself even more excited in such a situation. She went and went like mad, replacing pain with pleasure again.

“Then it must be the twentieth question.”

Even though Rom kept giving me options.

“How many more times do you think we will have to go?”

“As much as the West wants…”

“It is extraordinary. That’s a good attitude. But maybe I’ll collapse?”

“Because I’m happy and I have to accept it with gratitude…”

Oriane closed her book. She was not forced to, but her body moved on its own. It was an impulsive action. The feast of decadent desire described over hundreds of pages was definitely what I was hoping for.

Stumbling and swaying precariously, she tossed her book onto the bed. She could have been criticized for being cocky, but it didn’t matter.

There will be another fun of receiving the punishment accordingly.

In doing so, you will be able to cultivate a deeper sense of obedience.

“So, Mr. Rom…”

Oriane put her hands together on her belly her. Judging from his expression her, he guessed the action he liked and applied it. She made a heart shape where the uterus would be, and seduced her again with a lascivious and vulgar confession.

“Your bitch, your cock sac, your cum outlet…”

Her coquettish gestures and fawning voices linguished.

“I will beg you so earnestly…”

However, the knight did not act hastily. She didn’t scold or get angry. She just watched and watched the situation. That, too, was proof that he was trying to keep his promise her to fall together rather than simply giving priority to his own desires her.

“Hey, I’ll do anything…”

So Oriane said, forgetting a little bit of fear in her sensual tone of her.

“Please don’t deny…”

Instead of giving an answer, Rom teased his finger. He reversed his attempt to leisurely widen the narrow and dense road. I was careful not to get hurt, but I touched and stimulated the vaginal wall with the momentum to pour out all the desires I had endured so far.

“What do you see me as?”

“Hehe, hot, kyaaa… !”

So constantly sent

“You were a ray of light in the life of a pitiful knight. The reason I decided to fall was because it was your wish.”

“Go, go, go, go…”

“You can go anyway. I will send you dozens and hundreds of times so that you won’t hear anything like that again.”

The speed was so fast that each time the second hand of the clock on the other side of the room moved, the fingers moved back and forth three or four times.

Steamed, steamed, steamed.

Soon, a strange sound filled the room. Even then, Rom continued to growl as if he wasn’t satisfied. She whispered that there would be no abandonment of you to the Marquis, whom she had longed for, and that refusal would be the same.

“Shall I tell you my desire honestly? I want to ban your makeup from now on. I want you to know that the only thing that suits that face is my cum.”

“Eh, I’ll be happy and grateful…”

“I want to fill your pretty mouth with my cum and spit on her. I want to make you bite like that all day. I want to repeat it over and over again every day to spread the thick smell of my cum in your fragrant mouth her. So that anyone can know that lady Oriane’s mouth is my dick.”

“Yes, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m grateful…”

“When the blade is loose, I want you to put a collar on your cattle. I really want to take Youngji out for a walk naked and make him realize. Your natural color, like a prodigal daughter. Nothing to worry too much about though. It’s because you’ll do it in broad daylight in front of everyone. With hallucinatory magic that distorts vision.”

“I’m happy, kyaheueuk, thank you…”

“I have to tattoo the symbol that points to me and the letters that contain my name. I’m going to use a method that’s worse than an iron so that I can’t erase it unless I cut out the flesh. And on your nipples, you should put a ring that jingles every time you walk. The material is, of course, the gift you received from her husband when you got married.”

“I’m glad, thank you…”

“When I’m bored, I’ll play with your body like graffiti with ink. You should add obscene insults to your day and night status. I’ll carve that piece of wood that’s your husband’s chair in the grass and that you’re hesitant to throw away even though your body is hurting, and I’ll carve it in the shape of my cock and give it to you as a gift. Do you always have to keep it in your body?”

It doesn’t stop. You will get everything in the world. I will enjoy it with the wife I admired so much. Because that was the promise the knight who was about to die made.

Rome finally stopped. She tried to withdraw her finger into the female’s vagina, which was dripping saliva to the point of fainting. After that, I tried to hug her warmly as she fell in front of her.

“All, all…”

But the knight soon realized that he couldn’t do that. Surprisingly, a female woman firmly grabbed my wrist her as I was about to take her finger her off her meekly.

“Because I am bad…”

Behind the cloudy but beautiful eyes, a smile that couldn’t be more smiley came to mind.

“That’s right, Mr. West… ?”

It was a sign that the time had come to finally unite.