Chapter 35

Chapter 35. While The Count Was Away From The Mansion 

‘Henelone will be surprised.’

Adrian, looking proudly at the cake box in his hand, climbed into the carriage. He wondered if it was a bit rude to suddenly visit the library without prior contact, but he wanted to surprise her a little.

‘I’m also curious about your surprised face.’

It will definitely be very cute. A deep smile appeared on Adrian’s face as he remembered Henelone’s small, round face like a small animal. It was a meeting he reluctantly went to. He was unable to overcome his aunt’s anger, but he never thought he would fall in love at first sight there.

The moment he met those eyes filled with the dazzling blue light of the horizon, time seemed to stop for a moment. Underneath the brightly shining blue eyes, the pale cheeks stained red, and even the pink lips that seemed to tremble nervously. That ridiculous, irrational moment remained deep in Adrien’s mind.

Adrian was impressed by the fact that the little woman who seemed timid and wary was actually quite an enterprising woman. And that she is a very immature liar.

Red bloodshot marks revealed under the light of the street lamp. Adrian, who has lived a rather debauched life, would not recognize the marks. Her small face, clearly showing her embarrassed expression and clumsily telling lies, was very cute.

“A bug.”

Adrian quietly tapped his lips and mumbled, then burst into laughter. The fact that a woman who was acting innocently as if she didn’t know anything was already in the hands of another man was stimulating his desire.

‘I don’t think she knows a man very well…’

It reminded him of that white, beautiful neck that she had innocently offered without any tension.

‘What kind of cute thing would she do?’

Adrian’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

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“Uhm. Ah, huuh…….”

A slender finger lifted her skirt and entered her underwear, carefully caressing her round, swollen cl*toris. Henelone leaned back on the hard chair, stretched out her b*ttocks. Spreading her legs slightly, she explored the moist v*ginal opening.

Unlike before, when she was just blindly rubbing her bottom against the desk, she now knew where to touch to feel good.

Henelone, who had been gnawing at her v*ginal opening with her fingers, pulled down her front to reveal her deliciously swollen br*asts. Suddenly, the hem of her tight dress went down, and her voluptuous flesh was slightly shaking up and down. Henelone, who had been tapping the n*pple with the tip of her fingernail, soon twisted the tip with force.

“Ahngh…!”

Henelone, who had belatedly realized the pleasures of her body, was helplessly falling into the act.

When she lies down in bed to sleep, obsc*ne scenes in books come to mind. Whenever she looks at the bookshelf in the library, she thinks of Heinz’s black hair with his head hanging between her legs. Then, her bottom became hot and soon her underwear got w*t.

‘I feel like I’m really h*rny…’ 

She scooped up a load of sticky fl*ids onto her fingertips and rubbed it vigorously against her cl*toris. Suddenly, a thrilling sensation ran through her waist. Her legs automatically closed.

Every time she touched herself like this, her body became hot. Like the countess in the book, Henelone became more and more frustrated with her desires. Unable to overcome her pl*asure, she closed her legs tightly like this, and her small hands were stuck in her legs.

She wanted to rub her flesh a little harder. She wanted to go to the point where the dried l*quid is dripping down. She couldn’t possibly reach her cl*max on her own.

‘It’s not enough.’

Henelone let out an excited breath and turned her eyes to the illustration in the book.

‘She put that in her mouth too.’

A painting of the blindfolded Countess—with her hands tied behind her and lying on her chest on the floor—was holding a p*nis in her mouth. Henelone, who was looking at the picture blankly, lifted her finger from her chest and put it to her mouth.

[The Countess, who had filled her throat with Cassio’s p*nis, tightened her lips and sucked the hard sh*ft with all her might. Cassio let out a slow sigh as the pressure tightened around him and slowly moved his waist.

She opened her mouth as wide as possible to prevent her teeth from touching the g*nital. As his movements slowed, she moved her head on her own, wrapping her tongue around the gl*ns as he had taught her.

Although she couldn’t breathe, the Countess’ lower body was becoming soaking w*t.]

Henelone, putting her finger in her mouth, flicked her tongue against the tip of her finger. She rubbed it, then sucked it hard.

The squishy, ​​w*t feeling that was squeezing her fingers made her feel a little excited. Is this what he feels when she put Heinz’s… in her mouth? How does it feel? It was cold, and she stared at the finger she had pulled out of her mouth.

‘It’s too thin.’

Heinz’s was a little, no, much thicker and larger. It was to a certain extent. Henelone took her hand away from rubbing her cl*toris and wrapped her hands as if holding something, measuring his p*nis.

‘…Does it go into the mouth?’

When she put her hand to her mouth to roughly measure its size, it was extremely thick. It seemed like there was some error in her memory.

“What is this?”