Chapter 84 – 8. Sabbath (4)
The slender maid stumbled over her body. With her hands on the back of her head, she felt her own helplessness, unable to move. She sometimes broke her posture as the strength in her lower back she gave way, and she groaned and uttered her words, which were sometimes difficult for her to understand.
“Uhhhhh, hah…”
Was it the power of enjoyment? Without it being a mean instrument like her drug her, she thought it would be nothing more than an unpleasant insult, but unexpectedly, Rome’s delicate touch her made Françoise arouse her excitement as if she were sleeping with a young lady.
“Okay, let’s go to the next one.”
The contents of her bottle had not yet been reduced by less than half. Moreover, Rom showed meticulousness in reapplying it whenever his hands his felt dry.
“If you feel frustrated, sticking your tongue out would be a pretty good way.”
Heberle, hearing his words her, Françoise immediately stuck out her tongue her. The reflection through the mirror was indeed a vulgar bitch. He raised both hands to make an inverted triangle shape and his armpits were exposed again, so he was obedient to the subject.
“Huh, hehe…”
The knight, who was foolish and thought only strong, was unexpectedly penetrating my erogenous zones. As if he was more interested in capturing me than anything else, he didn’t even ask for that common service, he personally ordered this and that.
“That’s right, it looks good.”
Why is it so hot It was as hot as the strange atmosphere. It was to the point where I felt that it would make no sense at all if I hadn’t secretly used drugs. Especially since the cock that had been touching my back from a while ago was bothering me.
“Lift your ass.”
The foreplay was over.
“Slowly, let it come down while stimulating my cock for as long as possible.”
Leaving her legs still, Françoise stood up with only her upper body her slightly leaning forward. As he was commanded, he patted his butt her as if he were going to sit on top of Rom’s glans her. In the meantime, I couldn’t stop, and I flinched at the hand that was massaging my chest.
“Until I tell you to stop.”
Lubricant was not needed. Because it was love juice that flowed to the point of overflowing because of the persistent caress.
“Kuheussuk…”
That’s why, like when I was a young girl, the inside of my vagina, which had become soggy, cracked easily even though I had never had the experience of accepting a man. Because he was vicious and boldly embraced a large penis.
Of course, it wasn’t all that smooth. Even if it was only embracing a part of Rom’s glans.
So far, all Françoise had accepted into herself was Lucienne’s finger her, or an artificial penis, or even that, or even a familiar with tentacles.
“Yes, yes, yes… !”
This was the first time in my entire life that I had accepted a real man. That’s why it was also the same to know that things that I thought were just flesh could be this stiff.
“Ooh, ha…”
Françoise laboriously lowered her plump ass her. He lowered his lifted upper body her, his knees bent, as if he were doing a weight exercise. However, when there was no sign that it was okay to stop, I tried to reach the limit and spat out.
“Everyone got off…”
Rome burst into laughter. She held less than a tenth of what the beautiful maid held between her legs. Even so, she would be half the finger of a young lady she would be familiar with.
Unfortunately, there is still a long and difficult way to go.
“Great.”
With a slap, he slapped Françoise’s breast her and commanded again.
“Then wake up now.”
Again, as with weight exercises, this time I made him straighten his knees as much as he bent it.
“Wow…”
Squeezing, Françoise lifted his hips as he put his hands on the back of his head. The gap opened and closed repeatedly, and several streams of love juice spilled out.
“Whoa, uh…”
There were times when I almost collapsed, but I managed to pull it off anyway. Letting out her sigh of relief, she tried to lower her hand her, which she had been holding up all along.
“Françoise, did I say I could stop?”
“Yes, four… ?”
“We must continue.”
But the night begins now. Ironically, Rome, who had no intention of explaining it in her kind words of her, only whispered to her.
“I told you the night was long.”
“And how many times…”
“That is a stupid question. That is, of course, until I am satisfied.”
Lady Lemoang’s long-time exclusive maid is not a virgin. She is a woman who dedicated her first experience her to my dear sweetheart. Therefore, break-up is non-negotiable. The bloodstains of her lovely maid had already been enjoyed by Lucienne, who had been younger for several years.
But why?
Françoise felt like his head her was on point right now. He felt as if he was groping along in an endless darkness. If I didn’t take a little break, I really felt like I would become addicted to the pleasure this man gave me, but I couldn’t resist it for fear of offending him.
“Counting the numbers right.”
“Ha, okay…”
It was a sensation of a kind she had never experienced while sleeping with a young lady. I only tasted the tip of her glans a little, but it was so much that it was difficult to keep her balance. He had been told that if he wasn’t used to accepting men’s stuff, he would usually only get sick, but it wasn’t at all.
Far from the pain, there was only a tingling sensation of pleasure.
“Two, cry…”
She had a disproportionately large phallus. I thought that the glans of her, which looked like a hook to scrape out the inside of her, was not a good thing to put in the vagina. In fact, it was difficult to hold on to my sanity from the stimulation of touching the clitoris several times.
“Three, eh…”
But is it an inner affinity? After repeated repetitions, Françoise realized that her body was reacting naturally to his object. He felt an unknown fullness bloom.
“Yes, eh…”
Simply put, it felt good.
“Ughhhhh…”
If he had n’t hated this man, he would have coveted it regardless of his face.
“So what…”
I could never have expressed it, but it was. That was her sincerity. There was a part of her that attracted her more instinctively than being attached to a lady.
‘Ah, lady…’
Françoise struggled to protect her innocence her at all costs. While feeling the chill from sweat dripping from the nape of her neck, to her armpits her, and even to her back her, she looked at the crystal ball in front of her and repeated it in her mind.
‘Save me…’…’
She, who was only a maid, could not resist this man, Romuald.
‘Well, if I keep going like this, I’m going to get weird…’
So please protect me
“Don’t just kick at the entrance, put it a little deeper.”
Rom scolded. Françoise played the inevitably loyal maid, bending and straightening her knees even more. Naturally, it was unavoidable that the level of the penis her gradually deepened in the process.
“More.”
The real problem was that he was still not satisfied.
“It’s impossible to go beyond this… !”
“Hmm, is that so?”
After asking in a gentle manner, Rome suddenly released his chest, which was being massaged so hard. At first, as if he hadn’t paid attention to it, he read it carefully and tried to induce his guard, then wrapped it around his waist and grabbed him tightly, surprising him.
“Where should I see you?”
After that, he swayed and pushed his precarious leg, knocking it over. Unable to overcome her weight like that, she set her entrance to her stiffly erect phallus, leading to it being penetrated as it fell.
“… !”
I couldn’t even utter a sound. Françoise, who threw her head back, arched her waist. When she came to her senses again, she groaned with a sense of pain or pleasure along with the tears shed involuntarily.
“If you lie, I will punish you.”
It was wet, and the end of her sticky vagina was pierced at once. The womb, which had previously fled upwards, was also tightly pressed against the object soaring. Reflexively freed from the pressure that came upon her without warning, she slapped her on her thigh.
Even then, not knowing what to do, he cried out again and again, resenting Rome.
“Heh, it hurts, hehe, it won’t…”
“Soon it will be.”
It was a phallus so large that it would be impossible for even Oriane, who had been mixing with him for so long, to put it all in. Not to mention Francoise.
“By the way, I didn’t even allow it, but you loosened your posture on your own?”
“Heh, hehe…”
Rom stood up. Grabbing her cheeky maid by the waist, I lifted it lightly and lifted it while it was embedded in my belongings. It wasn’t enough that she was crushed by her own weight, and she adjusted the pace outside of her, pushing the fragile cervix even more.
“Whoa, whoa… !”
That’s why jjjjjik, jjeook again,.
“Kyahuuuuu…” ” … !”
She fucked her slowly but with her sweetness. Shuddering from her shudder, she opened her eyes wide. She felt the maid gradually change into something strange and begged her to stop, but she wouldn’t let go. It made her realize that it was just getting stuck.
“Uhhhhh… !”
Unable to bear it, Françoise grabbed Rome’s arm, but that was all. It would have been a little less if it had been to have sex in a lying position, but when she was lifted and stabbed, her sensitive parts were stimulated without mercy and her body was forced to shake.
Even the sensations that he clearly felt as pain were replaced with strangely addictive pleasures. In time she was delighted with his movements and she learned to enjoy them.
“How does it compare to Lucienne’s fingers?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa…”
“As expected, can’t you just chew on the girl you love with so much effort?”
Hesitating, Rom stopped all movement for a moment. It was a crueler torture than I thought to spend time with something so brutal. To the point where I realized with my own body what it is like to truly get in your way.
The sad feeling wouldn’t end until the owner spit out the answer he wanted.
“I like the owner more…”
“I can’t hear you well. You should talk, not mumble.”
“Ugh… !”
Sick of her anguish, she wiggled her hips. She begged silently, as if to look at her, since she would rather flirt with her like this. Even so, the resolute baron slaps her breasts and insists, eliciting immoral declarations from her.
“I like the owner’s cock better… !”
“Compared to whom?”
“Compared to the young lady, compared to the slender finger chewing of Lady Lucien… !”
The glans, which gently pressed the soft cervix, retreated for a while. Then, she moved on without hesitation, cutting through the wall of her vagina that had just tightened up. By repeating it, she finished the process of imprinting the words of the helpless female and making it her own.
“She is a wonderful female.”
With excruciating pleasure.
