Chapter 13
Chapter 13. Let’s Role Play
He could see her drenched bottom easily in this position. Her knees trembled pitifully as they touched the soft sheets. She doesn’t know if it’s shame, fear, or anticipation. The man’s hand digging into the inside of her thigh spread her trembling legs, and a warm breeze reached her damp bottom.
“I’ll suck it until it melts.”
“Ahng!”
The blunt, slippery lump of flesh parted the v*gina and grazed deep into the opening before licking the cl*toris. A shiver ran through Henelone’s body at the completely different stimulation.
The lump of flesh, moving like tasting a sweet candy, soon entered the hot and humid mouth. His teeth crushed the cl*toris like a young animal biting.
Henelone crawled forwarfs due to the stimulation that made her whole body jump. However, his large hands were pulling her down.
“Ahngh…! Ah, please……!”
“Please, what?”
“…Do it…gently…….”
In response to Henelone’s plea, the man who laughed swallowed her cl*toris in one bite. Henelone moaned as his tongue greedily sucked her, making juicy, w*t sounds as if he was sucking on a sweet candy.
“Aheuk, ah! Uhhng! Hahng… Ah, wait… stop…! Stop now… put it in, Heinz…!”
And Henelone awoke from her dream.
“Groan…”
When she put her hand under her and felt herself, she saw that her v*gina was w*t with fl*ids that she had spilled due to her excitement. Henelone felt ashamed at the sight of her b*ttocks being w*t, and she struggled.
She had such an obsc*ne dream. Moreover, she called the man of her dreams Heinz! Even though she wasn’t even a teenage boy, she soaked her bed as if she was having a w*t dream. After getting ready for work, Henelone stood in front of the mirror and sighed deeply.
Her body was so hot because of the dream that she languished in bed for a while. Even though she touched her body more, remembering Heinz’s touch, she was not satisfied at all. There was no way that a body that already knew greater pl*asure could be satisfied by her own clumsy hands.
Will it get better if I read a book?
There are limits to imagination alone. However, she couldn’t bring herself to go to the secret room to avoid Heinz’s eyes. Henelone, suffering from frustration, looked in the mirror and straightened her clothes.
The woman’s cheeks in the mirror were very red. Anyone could see that she did not have a very peaceful complexion, so she took a deep breath to calm her mind. Suddenly her plump, swollen lips caught her eye.
She didn’t have thin lips to begin with, but today her lips looked particularly plump. The thin layer of skin was slightly torn from the swelling. It seems that the stimulation applied to her lips was too severe. Henelone gently brushed her rough, red crusted lips and took out a small jar filled with olive oil.
‘Is it… okay?’
After applying the oil, her plump lips became more vibrant and shiny. Henelone turned her head around to see her face and touched her hair shyly.
The tight dress that went all the way up to her neck was cut so wide that her shoulder blades were exposed. Her short sleeves, puffed out with layers of thin, soft fabric, and the ribbon straps fastened just below her br*asts accentuated the voluptuousness of Henelone. The thin silk hem flowing naturally below her waist subtly revealed the curves of her body, emphasizing her further maturity.
She also omitted underpants and slips for fear of looking a little too puffy under. It was a little awkward to wear a dress that touched her bare legs, but it was a little bearable because she wore stockings all the way up to her thighs.
‘It looks like I cared too much…’
The red, flower-colored lips on her powdered face looked unfamiliar. Her hair, which was worn loose or roughly tied together, was also braided with the help of a maid, dividing the top half of her hair and decorating it with silk ribbons.
Henelone awkwardly brushed her curly brown hair, which had even been coated with hair oil, and adjusted the ribbon choker that wrapped around her neck. The black ribbon wrapped around the back of her neck to cover up the red marks left on her neck went well with her dress.
It’s because it’s hot.
Because it’s too hot.
It was extremely hot yesterday.
It wasn’t too hot, but Henelone put the jar of olive oil in her arms and hurried out of the room. Diana’s suspicious eyes followed, but she managed to climb into the carriage without hesitation.
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Why… Do you keep staying inside?
Henelone’s anxious eyes continued to follow Heinz. The man who always enjoyed lying in the garden from time to time was staying indoors today. He walked between the old bookshelves, took some books briefly and read others at length. However, he wasn’t planning on going out.
She convinced herself to give up, but when she saw the room in front of her, she kept getting greedier.
All he needs is a short break! Maybe he could go to the bathroom or something. It’s even better if he enjoys a nap outside. Henelone, nervously rubbing her sweaty palms on the hem of her skirt, slowly stood up and approached Heinz, who was reading a book.
“Today… the weather was nice.”
“That’s right.”
She became increasingly impatient when she saw him not even paying attention.
“The sun is warm, but the wind is cool. I guess summer will come soon.”
