“Please, please forgive me.”
Irel clenched her hands, mustering up the courage to beg. Her voice was small, but luckily she didn't cry or falter, but said the answer he wanted to hear.
"Good job."
Finally, a gentle compliment escaped his mouth, but she didn't feel happy at all, she just wanted to cry. Especially when thinking about what's about to happen.
"Come on, keep lying on your stomach like that. I'll climb up and wiggle my hips."
It was an order that treated her like a bitch. But before she could feel humiliated, the hem of her skirt was pulled up by his hand.
She felt the upturned layers of fabric rushing towards her upper body. The cold wind blew across her naked lower body. While she was shivering from the cold, the garter that was neatly tucked under her dress was removed, and even her underwear was pulled down.
So Irel lay face down on the forest path, leaving only the white lower half of his body exposed.
“So noble, yet so lustful.”
The man used an indifferent tone to evaluate her embarrassing image. Then with his surprisingly hot hands, he caressed the back of her thighs, then moved towards her buttocks. After kneading her snow-white ass a few times, he grabbed her legs and spread them wide.
"The other places are white, but this particular place is bright red. Just like a wild strawberry."
His eyes stopped at the narrow gap less than half an inch wide, too attentive. Irel bit her lip, closing her eyes as she lay prone on the ground. She felt so humiliated, she just wanted to die when she had to expose her private parts to a strange man in broad daylight like this.
As if to express her complicated mood,
minor acupoints
shrinks even tighter. That appearance, both like a closed flower bud and an unripe pomegranate, made the man click his tongue. He reached out like a butterfly fascinated by flowers, gently caressing between the small wrinkles, then sighed.
“Maybe because of my small body, even this place is small.”
The voice revealed extreme dissatisfaction. Irel trembled, feeling like she was being scolded. At that moment, the man suddenly bowed his head and pressed his lips to the bright red slit.
“You, what are you doing…!”
"What are you doing? You should taste it before you dig in."
With an extremely noble and elegant tone, the words he uttered were so vulgar that she just wanted to cover her ears. Perhaps in his eyes, Irel is just an appetizer.
The feeling of humiliation was fleeting, for immediately afterward, something of a strange temperature and unfamiliar texture passed between her thighs. Irel's eyes widened in surprise as he felt the sensitive mucous membrane being adhered to, and a small protruding mass of flesh being licked.
“Stop, stop… No…!”
Just touched it, but a feeling like an electric shock ran down her spine. His tongue and lips were too hot, causing a feeling of sharp pain mixed with numbing pleasure.
"It's up to me to decide whether it works or not. So, spread your legs wide."
The man arrogantly ordered, then pressed his lips down completely, slipping his tongue into the narrow entrance. Even though it's just a tongue, the pressure when it digs deep inside is significant.
The tip of the tongue licked stiffly, as if it were fishing for drops
epidemic center
stays inside. He sucked hard on the small wrinkles, and at the same time rubbed her clit with his upper lip. It was a masterful tongue skill, as if playing with a woman's body.
Irel felt a heat of unknown origin rising from his navel. Unconsciously, she slightly lifted her butt, and
minor acupoints
pointing straight in front of him began to heave. Realizing that, he removed his lips and laughed.
“How sensitive.”
The man gripped her pelvis with both hands, pulling her closer. He completely pressed his lips between her legs, thrusting his tongue in and out continuously at the opening. The feeling of a supple tongue undulating and stirring inside is so lustful and crazy.
He gently bit the flower petals that were swollen from stimulation with his front teeth, then sucked hard, then used the tip of his tongue to rub against them.
little flower
causing her mind to turn white. Unconsciously, her legs trembled and her toes straightened.
Could it be that this body is especially sensitive, or is this man too special? Although she absolutely did not want this, her body felt surprisingly hot.
It was as if she had been dyed by his hot temperature.
"You say you don't want it but you enjoy it so much. Do you like being licked in the middle of the street?"
The cruel sarcasm rang out, accompanied by the sound of sexual juices leaking from the gap, as if intentionally for her to hear. Thanks to those words, Irel remembered her unkempt state that she had tried to forget.
Even though this was a path less traveled by, the fact that she was lying on her stomach, lifting her skirt and being aroused like this... As a person with self-respect, she could not lift her head.
Irel lowered her face, hiding her face, which was red all the way to her ears. Even though it wasn't intentional, her bowing her head caused her butt to be pushed higher.
“Yes, you have to be pampered like this.”
The man buried his tongue again in that inviting place. The hot tongue writhed inside, pushing out the wrinkles, then raised the tip of the tongue and scratched the sensitive inner wall. He also playfully poked it with a finger
little flower
her blood was pumping, causing the feeling of orgasm to suddenly surge.
“Stop, stop… Aaaa…”
“Are you about to climax?”
That's really lewd. He laughed at her lewd attitude, then used his index finger and thumb to spread her lips even wider. He inserted his tongue into the open entrance again, stirring inside more and more intensely. Plus he skillfully rotated and rubbed it with his fingers
little flower
, she couldn't bear it any longer.
“Release, quickly.”
As if obeying his command, her legs trembled and twitched. A strong contraction felt inside along with the convulsions, and an explosive feeling came over her.
“Huuuh…!!”
Irel's clenched fingers unconsciously scratched the ground. The feeling of floating made her dizzy, and her eyes were filled with sparkling light.
It was an incredibly powerful orgasm. Her whole body was exhausted, she no longer had the strength to lie on her stomach anymore.
Irel collapsed to the side. Tears rolled down her rosy cheeks from the afterglow of her orgasm.
"Do you like it? Your face is so red. It's so easy to pick and eat."
A languid voice, like a predator about to enjoy a feast, rang out from above her head. And she heard the sound of rough fabric rustling, the sound of his pants being pulled down.
Finally, is that about to happen? On this road, with a strange man…
Even though I know this is not my body, this is still extremely tragic. Maybe that's why? Her eyes, originally tightly closed in fear, opened automatically.
At that moment, the man was also preparing to lie face down on Irel. Thanks to that, his and her eyes met at a distance of less than an arm's length.
A face that is both fierce and beautiful to the point of making people blind. Irel in that moment forgot all about the feeling of danger and looked blankly at that face. If a demon that specializes in bewitching and eating people crawled to the surface, it would probably look like this.
Because of this, she became dizzy and almost missed his important information.
[Varkan Ha Marsh: Current favorability -10]
Rushing through the system window, Irel was stunned. She thought he might be hostile, but she didn't expect that the sympathy level would be negative.
At this point, not to mention sympathy, even minimal humanity is no longer there. Meanwhile, her brain was still trying to rummage through Raeyeon's past memories.
Varkan? Definitely a name that sticks in the memory.
Where have you seen it? Irel felt a heavy heart, but this was not the time to idly reminisce. Because a fierce beast that could bite her to pieces at any time was climbing on her.
But there's something strange. Even he, who had been talking lewdly and joking with Irel, looked surprised.
His golden eyes, which seemed calm even when death was near, were now wide open in shock, fixed on Irel. It was as if he was facing something that should not exist in this world.
“You are…”
Irel unconsciously stared into his eyes. A strange connection, as if there were only two of them left in this world, was attracting her, making her unable to look away.
However, this did not last long. The coachman's voice, searching for her, rang out from afar.
"Miss, where are you? Miss Irel!"
Hearing the call, Irel quickly tried to pull down her skirt. She couldn't be discovered in a disheveled state wrapped around this man. But because his body blocked her, she couldn't do it, so she had to look at him with pleading eyes.
The moment the silence was broken, the man's stiff eyes also slowly moved. There was still a trace of surprise left on his expressionless face.
“…I didn't expect this.”
Irel wondered why he was like that. She was also curious whether the phrase "unexpectedly" meant the coachman, or something else.
But right now, there's something more urgent.
"Irel, my daughter! Answer quickly!"
Oh my god, even her mother joined in looking for her! Irel recognized Luiza's earnest voice very close to the corner, and she forgot all about her fear.