Chapter 35
And as if in answer, the c**k, now even harder, drove deeper, ever deeper into Lena. The name she had thought she could never call rolled out surprisingly easily, forming a natural resonance in her mouth.
“Haah… Move, Lenasia.”
“Uuht, that is… too much…”
She felt she would lose her mind just from being rocked by his movements, and now he was telling her to move her own body and join with him. Setting aside the difficulty, it was simply too embarrassing.
Was active movement in s****l acts not something only lewd women did?
But her mind, flickering in pleasure, soon realized her situation. She was in a position where she had to do anything to earn his trust.
“Ah… hut.”
She raised her body while still embracing the strong neck rising above his broad shoulders. As she moved on her own and her insides were scraped, a moan inevitably escaped her.
Godfrid too let out a low growl, as if feeling good.
She bent her legs to lower her body, then rose again. The task was more difficult than expected, and Lena’s movements were only clumsy.
The man simply rested his hands on her waist and observed her body, and the expressions that were stirred by her own movements.
“Aht, hng. Hngh…”
Each time she held his massive c**k against her belly and then released it, heat surged through the center of her body.
Had she not been submerged in water, she would have known that sweat was pouring down like rain.
Gradually, her movements grew softer and faster.
“Yes… haah, you are doing well.”
“Uht, hua! Hut. Hng.”
Her taut inner walls coiled up around his rigidly e***t c**k, then swallowed it back fully inside her. Each time his c**k drove into her entrance with a deep, heavy sound, copious love juices flowed down and mixed with the bathwater.
“Ah, aah!”
With each back and forth, the pleasure given by that thing inside her grew more and more intense. The heat spread past her belly and into her back, and a tingling sensation ran up her spine.
In contrast to how fierce the feeling inside her body was, her vision gradually blurred into black.
Just a little more. She felt that if she did just a little more, this thirst that seemed to choke her breath would be quenched. Even though she was out of breath and her waist ached, she could not stop.
“Ah, Godfrid! Aah!”
At last, the strength drained from her entire body and a prickling, tingling pleasure spread to her very fingertips. In that extreme sense of release, Lenasia gasped for sweet breath.
“Huh, haaah…”
She panted, her wet silver hair resting against his broad chest.
In this moment, as she clung to his embrace, she thought of nothing. Not Aitalos, not Taringia, not even Regnos.
But unlike Lena, the man did not seem satisfied yet. While Lena was drunk on pleasure, Godfrid stripped off the chemise that clung wetly to her skin. Even the touch of his hands brushing against her skin during that made Lena react sensitively.
“Uht.”
As the wet garment came off, her b*****s with their n*****s stiffly e***t were revealed, swaying. Suppressing the urge to bite into those alluring b*****s and suck hard, Godfrid lifted her in his arms and stood.
“Hnng…?”
Lena looked up at him dazedly and instinctively wrapped her arms around the man’s neck. Godfrid stepped out of the tub with a rigid expression and carried her into the bedroom.
She trembled in his arms with satisfaction, but he had not reached his. Watching Lena move her hips on her own had excited him in its own way, but in terms of pure stimulation, it was nothing compared to mounting her and pounding into her himself.
When he roughly laid her down on the bed, Lena finally seemed to realize what he intended to do. Into her entrance, still wet with bathwater after her fluids had been washed away, he inserted his c**k, now even larger than before.
“Ah-uk!”
Her softly loosened insides held his p***s as if sucking it in and chewed on it gently. At the sensation of being clenched tight to the root, Godfrid paused to steady his breath and hold back his climax, then soon seized her and unleashed his desires wildly.
Along with the woman’s sharp cries, the bed creaked.
“Huk, ah…! Ah-hk.”
Though it seemed she was being ravished recklessly, her insides, sufficiently loosened and now sensitive, were receiving every thrust purely as pleasure. Her inner walls, clamping down tightly in rhythm with the movements of the organ driving in and out, brought Godfrid a pleasure so intense it made his head spin.
Even as Lena was overwhelmed by the intensity the act brought, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.
She had to receive him.
So that she too could be accepted by him.
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