Chapter 21
Chapter 21. Let’s Role Play
Henelone, who was trembling at the sensation of having her cl*toris pressed, caught the pink tip moving back and forth between her thighs. His shiny, w*t gl*ns were popping up and disappearing repeatedly.
‘Heinz’s… p*nis.’
Her half-opened eyes glanced at the gl*ns. Although it was described as ugly in the book, the p*nis she saw in real life was prettier than she thought. The gl*ns, which looked like the cap of a mushroom, was a clear pink color. The sticky l*quid flowing out from the small tip was spread evenly between Henelone’s thighs, making it shiny.
Henelone, who was looking at the p*nis as if fascinated, raised her hand and touched his gl*ns. Then Heinz, who had been twisting Henelone’s n*pples, flinched and stopped.
“…Have you seen something like this in a book?”
Heinz, who had buried his face in the crook of her neck and was panting, nibbled on her delicate skin and asked. The tip of his gl*ns, which poked out from between her thighs, was touching her hand.
“… Wrap it with your hand and rub it harder.”
The low whisper rang in her ears. Dazed and not even thinking of rejecting him, she wrapped her hand around the man’s pink gl*ns. As her hand gently moved around his er*genous zone, Heinz gritted his teeth. Grabbing Henelone’s waist, he gave her a strong jerk.
It felt as if her palm had become a womb. The p*nis, which was hitting her palm hard enough, was soaked in a sticky l*quid. Henelone’s eyes widened as Heinz dug into her palm, rubbing her cl*toris.
“Ha…! Kurgh!”
“Ahngh…!”
Splurt. Heinz stiffened and sucked the back of Henelone’s neck. She winced at the sharp pain, but hot l*quid spurted out from the palm of her hand that was wrapped around his tip. As his thick p*nis twitched and spat out every last drop, Henelone lifted her hand up with her blank eyes.
A whitish, thick l*quid was drenching her palms. An unfamiliar smell passed through her nose.
‘It smells dirty…..’
What does it taste like? Is it as milky as it looks? Or… will it taste as dirty as it smells?
Somehow, her throat was dry, and Henelone, who had swallowed dry saliva, licked her dry lips with her tongue. Heinz, who was burying his face in the crook of her neck due to his extreme pl*asure, was already watching her.
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“You’re suspicious these days.”
“W-what is it?”
Henelone, whose feet went numb at the sight of Diana circling by her side with her eyes narrowed suspiciously, stiffened her body and laughed awkwardly.
“These days, you pack and carry lunch boxes for two people.”
“…I’m a little hungry.”
“It seems like you’re wearing revealing clothes.”
“Ouch! W-where are you poking me? Mom!”
Henelone, startled by Diana’s fingers prodding her refreshingly exposed upper cleavage, jumped behind her. She still thought it was a bit excessive. However, the ladies passing by on the streets were worse than this.
Henelone belonged to the chaste axis. She just stood out a little more because she had a different sense of volume.
“…It’s because the days are getting hot these days.”
“Then why are you wrapping your neck so tightly?”
Diana looked with suspicious eyes at the scarf wrapped tightly around Henelone’s neck. It didn’t seem particularly strange to her because she had bright colors and the light fabric she always wore was tied with a cute ribbon. But the fact that she was hot and wrapped a cloth tightly around her neck did not suit her.
“Keum. My throat has been a bit sore since yesterday.”
“Oh! Did you even put on makeup?!”
Diana exclaimed in surprise as she noticed her shiny pink lips. Unless she was at a dance, she never wore makeup and walked around with her bare face, and she was putting rouge on her lips. When she looked at her, she noticed that her skin was pale and her cheeks were flushed, which was evident from her elaborate makeup.
In her fascination, she grabbed Henelone’s face and looked at her, but Henelone, with her face dyed red, shook off her hand and quickly ran to the carriage.
“Oh, I don’t know!”
“Oh my, my. Are you in a relationship?!”
Diana’s loud voice followed Henelone.
