Chapter 6
He had initially thought of leisurely gripping and shaking his member.
However, the moment he faced the princess’s gaze, the half-playful intentions vanished.
He naturally expected her to turn her head away, but she was staring without averting her eyes.
‘I wonder how far she’ll watch.’
A subtle excitement surged. The heat rose below his waist.
Her lovely eyes were fully focused on the fingers that wrapped and stroked the e***t pillar.
Though still showing signs of surprise and confusion, her gaze was not filled with disgust.
Due to this, the slightly warmed breath and the narrowed eyes that could be faintly felt, conveyed the truth.
That his wife was currently interested in his thing.
‘Crazy.’
Igmeyer himself was flustered.
This was something not included in his calculations.
“Is it good… to do that?”
Amber asked with her small lips pursing.
In response, Igmeyer grasped his scr**um, and swept upward at the uneven veins on the shaft were.
“Well… it might be even better if you suck it.”
“Suck…!”
As he looked at her now bright red cheeks, Igmeyer let out a muffled sigh.
The tip seemed about to burst.
It wasn’t even her touch, just her gaze meeting his eyes, yet the blood flowed mercilessly down.
He had never felt the sensation of climaxing so quickly while pleasuring himself.
His first wet dream probably wasn’t like this either.
Igmeyer lightly bit his lower lip, swallowing a forced laugh.
Gripping the tip tightly with his palm, he released a breath that seemed like it would burst through the gap between his lips. The c*m that seemed as if it would pour out forcefully was barely held back at the entrance.
Her face alternated between paleness and flushing.
He remembered the sensations just before, buried in the red fruit nestled between her slim, white legs and the deep valley.
Damn it.
The man had not learned a refined way to describe pleasure. Nonetheless, because he had held onto the reins of reason, he barely refrained from spitting out curses.
However, he couldn’t bear it when the milky white fluid flowed between the fingers clasping the head tightly.
The time it took for the man’s eyelids to droop and return to its original position was shorter than a fleeting moment.
At that very moment, the woman’s round and small head entered between the man’s thick thighs.
“What are you… ugh.”
The man’s husky voice fell from his lips to her forehead.
Amber brought her lips to the hot and sticky pillar of considerable size, erasing all thoughts from her mind.
It was a choice she would never have made in her past.
In the past, she would never have engaged in such actions or attached significant meaning to them.
Now, she wanted to get closer to her husband.
It felt difficult and unpleasant to take it from below, but this seemed a bit easier…
Fortunately, the lump of flesh she forcibly wedged into her mouth didn’t taste as disgusting as she feared. Instead, the sensation of the heated skin, ignited by excitement and warmth, made her entire body tremble.
‘Yes, I’m older too. I’m no longer a young bride who just got married.’
There was a fluttering sensation like butterflies in her lower abdomen.
Amber recalled sentences from a novel that a maid had brought her to read for fun.
She had never tried it before, but licking the hot pillar pressed against her tongue was an instinctive act.
‘Ugh.’
However, something strange was happening.
It was already an impressive object at first, but as she held it in her mouth, it seemed to grow larger.
Because of that, Amber struggled to breathe, feeling like her throat was being blocked.
“Ha, if you’re going to make c*m… try, moving your tongue.”
“Ah… huh.”
“Like that, yes. Don’t stiffen it.”
Amber repeated the sucking motion while grabbing the inside of Igmeyer’s firm thigh. The huge pillar that filled her mouth seemed to forget the c*m it released a while ago and spurted out again.
The tangy liquid flowed over her tongue, crossed her throat, and entered her mouth. The uncontrollable overflow of milky white crawled down the woman’s lips and reached her throat.
“Ha… damn, it’s beautiful.”
Igmeyer lightly lifted Amber’s chin. The lump of flesh that had filled her mouth disappeared, and the hot breath escaped from where it had been. The gap between the man and the woman was instantly filled with a blazing heat.
‘My lips must be a mess.’
When Amber met the man’s direct gaze, she finally came to her senses. Moreover, it didn’t taste dirty.
Spitting out what she had held in her mouth, Amber wiped her dirty lips and chin with the back of her hand.
“Huh.”
At that moment, Igmeyer lowered his head, planting his lips on the woman’s neck. It was only natural for the unexpected physical contact to cause the woman to make a sound.
He licked up the c*m that trickled down her neck, swallowing even the wet lips. He swept her teeth, curled his tongue, and swallowed everything.
The unresolved desire writhed.
Igmeyer’s red eyes sparkled dangerously.
“If you don’t want it, hit me for real this time.”
“Ah…!”
“Not out of obligation, but I’ll make you feel really good this time.”
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