The woman kneeled down and said, "Whoop, whoop." A figure moving his head back and forth in a vulgar manner was reflected through the curtain.
"Uuuuup! Kuheap-"
"Cheap. Amelia."
Amelia slapped his thigh as if pleading, but it was no different. The rough hands pressed his head even more.
Cry, gurgle, gurgle, gulp… gulp,
The cock that was deep inside Amelia's throat pulsated and spewed out liters of white turbid liquid.
"Woo-eup, ugh… Zuuuup… . Jjuup."
Amelia, who was on her knees and unable to breathe due to the back of her head being pulled, received his semen until she almost suffocated.
Despite the suffocating pain, Amelia had a blush on her face and an ecstatic expression as she filled her mouth with the semen of her beloved.
"Ugh… Bubble, bubble… ! gulp… . Puha… ."
Only after he had been spitting out semen in his mouth for a long time did the pressure on the back of his head weaken, and Amelia was able to get up.
Amelia belatedly notices the ecstatic expression and immediately erases it and opens her eyes.
"Well… gulp, meteor… silver. You need to know the extent…"
Amelia's eyes were gently closed, she covered her mouth with her hands, and swallowed… The sight of Amelia swallowing even the semen stuck in her mouth was a perfect example of a female knight.
The appearance of a pure virgin can no longer be found.
The pubic hair and semen stuck to the corner of my mouth, and the white cloudy fluid that I was still swallowing while gurgling.
Soon, with a gulping sound, he opened his eyes like an ax and showed his empty mouth as if he was about to be examined.
"Now I'm good at fellas too."
"…Shut up."
"Ugh, you're swearing now?"
"I don't like it! Yoosung, this is the worst! We just decided to become lovers yesterday and this…!! I haven't heard of it being done…!!"
Amelia waves her hands around and tries to hide her shy feelings.
What is strong negation?
"So, you don't like it?"
"…That doesn't necessarily mean I don't like it.
No, I… I'm sorry… I won't say things like this again."
He pats Amelia's head, who quickly becomes glum, and laughs.
Did you understand the meaning behind that smile?
Amelia patted my chest with moist eyes and spoke in a loud voice.
"Doesn't your lower stomach still hurt because of Yoosung?…!! It's all because of Yoosung!!"
"Yes, it's because of me."
"…?"
I stroke Amelia's lower abdomen, which protrudes ever so slightly, as if her baby's vagina is swollen with a lot of semen.
"Actually, I made it rougher because I wanted that kind of reaction."
Why on earth is Amelia? He looked at my face as he calmly said that.
"Why, why…?"
"Because that sucks even more."
"..."
Without saying a word, Amelia started hitting her back with a spicy palm.
"Ouch, sorry. Sorry! Really, really, I won't be that harsh next time-"
Amelia, who was blushing even more because she was aroused by those words, couldn't bear to hit her any harder and started pinching herself, but in fact, it didn't even hurt. It's strange if it hurts when touched by an ordinary woman who has lost her original physical abilities to begin with.
As I was looking at Amelia, who was laughing and trembling, I immediately covered her skin with a blanket and said,
"…Then, give me a hug."
"…Huh?"
As if he had suddenly fallen asleep, he held his head, closed his gloomy eyelids, and fell into my arms.
Amelia collapses on top of me with her pubic hair still attached to the side of her lips and semen stuck to it.
It weighed a little over 40kg so it wasn't that heavy.
"So… Yooseong,"
"Huh?"
"It's a little… unfair."
"What is that?"
Amelia, speaking in a sleepy voice, buried her nose in my chest and added.
"Why, Yoosung… Even though I call you Honey every day, Lia. Are you just calling me…?"
hmm.
It was only after hearing Amelia's words that I realized this. From that day on, I called Amelia by her full name or by her nickname, Leah, every day.
In other words. He always asked me to do things like master, mistress, and wife, and even took a virgin and made her cum. He was upset that he didn't call me honey.
Is this a new way of flirting?
Amelia chuckles and flips her hair, and Amelia shrugs her shoulders and closes her eyes.
"…Sleep well, honey."
"…!"
At that moment, Amelia opened her eyes wide, her face turned bright red, and she buried her head in her arms.
"Honey, sleep well… sleep well. Take your hands off my chest…"
"That's not possible."
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Amelia quickly turned over the blanket.
Ugh, it looks like the shock from last night's aftermath hasn't gone away yet.
I begged him to let me rest just a little bit.
Numb legs, burning nape, buttocks, chest,
The same goes for the area where his teeth marks remain. My whole body just hurt. Because it was such an intense act of copulation.
When I thought of his cock that had spewed so much affection deep into my mouth and vagina, I felt a prickling sensation, and my pride was hurt as it felt like my lower abdomen was reacting again.
-"So, you gave up your precious virgin to a man like that?"
In delusion. To be precise, Clea, coming out of her trauma, spoke with a mocking sneer.
Amelia pursed her lips.
That mean mockery and obnoxious face still lingered in my mind.
In fact, I sometimes had doubts myself. Why do I want to be held more and yearn for affection even after being treated harshly by a man like this?
Didn't you enjoy it? If asked, Amelia could only answer that she enjoyed it.
I've been hurt in the past, and I've been hurt in the future.
Rather than the honey dripping copulation he had imagined. It wasn't strange to see someone being raped by a large bandit. In fact, we did not repeat the tickling kiss after piercing the hymen, and only moved our lips and tongues together to exchange each other's saliva like animals.
-"The answer is easy to find when you see a man opening his crotch."
She howled like a bitch and spread her legs miserably, holding on to the bed sheets several times.
I begged you to stop doing that too.
On the contrary, when he hit me from behind, I moved my waist towards him and caught as much semen as I could into my uterus. I drank a lot by mouth. It was so bad that I could feel my stomach and womb being filled with his semen.
So I tried to deny it, but my lips wouldn't move.
I was delighted and happy that he praised me every time I drank every last drop of semen.
In fact, even now, she unconsciously thought about wanting to soothe Yoosung's cock with her pussy and receive plenty of his affection. If possible, I would like to leave a dark mark in a more visible place.
"…"
Suddenly, it wasn't Clea who started to catch my eye. meteor.
I was fast asleep and didn't wake up.
A tickling chest.
I couldn't tell if it was because of the teeth marks or if I just felt this way when I saw him.
He was still asleep, naturally wrapping his arms around her waist and stroking her soft lower abdomen.
Should I try cooking secretly…?
After secretly kissing the nape of his neck lightly, Amelia stumbled and got out of the bed sheets, which still had traces of last night.
"…"
Contraceptives scattered on the floor, but paradoxically, his semen flowing down the side of his thigh.
Torn blankets and clothes.
As the memories of last night come to mind, my face naturally turns bright red.
Shaking her head, she quickly opened the bathroom door and looked at herself in front of the full-length mirror.
"…ugh."
I automatically frowned at the tingling pain in my lower abdomen.
Teeth marks and kiss marks were left on the nape of the neck, breasts, and even some scars.
So much so that he can see how she cried on his crotch yesterday and where she touched him.
Amelia's barely calm face turned bright red again.
If it was really painful and I was in a bad mood, I would have been irritated. But the reason it wasn't…
it was good.
From the middle, I enjoyed myself. It howled like an animal and fell down beneath him, fawning over him.
"…In what spirit did you say that?"
A long, torn scar remained next to Amelia's armpit.
Actually… it was funny to even think about this. Her current situation is several times better than she imagined when she was on the verge of death and when her life as a prosecutor was immediately cut off.
First of all, I can now move my arms and legs to some extent. Now I no longer have to take a shower while resisting his touch.
'…But now that we are a married couple. 'I guess I'll have to keep asking to be washed for a while.'
Amelia, who noticed that her face changed into a look of pain for a moment as she made that decision, shook her head.
"No…! no. I-I… I didn't miss Yoosung's touch…!"
Amelia clenched her fists tightly as she explained herself.
"Yu, Seong-eun…."
There were no more excuses.
Even though he was able to force himself to be violated. Don't cross that line. If they seemed really tired, they were given a break of 5 minutes each.
If the body was really the goal… I would violate it until it breaks. It was also possible for him to adopt a different approach.
She owes him a huge amount now. Even if they told me to sell my body, I had to agree if I didn't want to die.
From what I was hinted at, the treatment of sex slaves was… more like puppets that had to be tailored to their desires. I had to accept any hard position, and even if I was thrown alone by a mercenary group, I had to listen to their every request one by one like a prostitute.
but. He whispered pure love and welcomed her as his wife. A miserable, suspicious woman who knows nothing but doubts of others.
Just because it's pretty. A woman stained with scars was constantly promoted as beautiful. Amelia didn't know that it was his consideration.
Last night's affair further developed that tickling relationship, and they actually became closer to being lovers.
This meant a lot to Amelia, who had been betrayed everything she had believed in up to this point.
Yoosung accepted his helplessness and helped him overcome it.
Now that we have finally become lovers.
When I open my eyes, I wish this was all a dream. It was only three weeks ago that I thought this.
I feel like I can't do it without him now. I'm afraid this is all a dream.
Yoosung changed Amelia so much in just three weeks.
When he finished thinking like that, he realized that the traces of his heroism engraved on his body were proof that he was his property. It felt a little different.
"…Should I leave it as is?"
Amelia walked closer to the mirror and looked at the teeth marks and hickeys.
I remembered Yooseong from yesterday, sucking on the back of his neck because he was so anxious to leave a mark on his body.
Perhaps… he did it because he wanted a proof that it was his.
Burr, he trembles and carefully places his hand, which is much smaller than his, on the handprint on his reddened chest.
Then, suddenly, the traces of lips caught my eye.
To be exact, it was the traces of an affair that had dried on the corner of his mouth and his curly pubic hair was sticking to the side of his lips as if showing off.
I had that conversation with him without knowing this… ?
Amelia, who was so shocked that even the tips of her ears turned bright red, quickly removed her pubic hair and looked in the mirror. Are there any other traces left?
It was like… .
Her honor and pride as a knight were completely shattered.