Chapter 51

Chapter 51. Heart-Pounding Summer Vacation!

She forgot it was Adrian who brought it. It was so absurd that she almost laughed, so she couldn’t help but sigh.

“…Did you throw it away?”

“I… I’m sorry, Adrian…”

Henelone chewed her lips in response to Adrian’s question, drooping her shoulders sullenly and answering. 

“Haha, good job. Of course, you should not eat suspicious food whose identity you do not know. I should have left a note at least. It’s my mistake.”

“No… I’m really sorry. Ugh, what should I do…”

“Then, how about we go and eat together next time?”

“Yes…?”

On the contrary, Henelone raised her embarrassed eyes at the cheerful voice as if she was delighted and looked at Adrian.

Her bright smiling face looked like an angel. As Henelone nodded in a daze, even her halo seemed to shine through, the sound of teeth grinding was heard.

***

‘I don’t know anything about Henelone.’

A dark office lit only by a single candle. Heinz sat in front of the heavy mahogany desk and wiped his face dry in the dark of day.

The relationship between Adrian, the blonde man who came to the library, and Henelone seemed to be much closer than expected. Henelone’s favorite dessert shop. He doesn’t know what Adrian knows.

The Henelone Heinz remembered was a very small girl with puffy, pale cheeks. A soft body desperately clinging to him. That was it.

So what does he know about Henelone now that he has her in his arms? Heinz, with his eyebrows slightly furrowed, rested his chin and fell into deep thought.

Soft, curly brown hair down to the waist. Eyes shining as blue as the sea on the horizon. A dimple that crinkles when she laughs. Small, plump, pink lips with a gentle curve.

…Those sweet lips that made him thirsty no matter how many times he swallowed them.  Heinz’s hand rested on his chin, and his veins bristled.

A soft, harmless br*ast that couldn’t be held in one hand and would become distorted if he greedily grabbed it.

The n*pple that makes him want to bite and swallow it. Her flat stomach bulged as he moved.

A small buttock that was so appetizingly fleshy that it made his mouth water, and soft thighs that could helplessly spread apart even with light force. And in the meantime…

Bang!

Heinz, who was continuing his thoughts, hit his head on the solid mahogany desk.

‘I’m not a beast in heat.’

Heinz raised his upper body with a deep sigh and buried his body deep into the backrest. All he could think of was obsc*ne things. He touched her, but he was an idiot who didn’t know anything about the woman he liked. Heinz looked down with distraught eyes, who immediately raised his head at the mere thought of it.

‘Let me think again.’

Heinz, roughly ruffling his swept-up hair, sat up with his back straightened again.

He wanted to know everything about the time he didn’t know, from being a little girl to becoming a fully-fledged woman. Henelone’s favorite food, favorite place, and favorite book. Ah, I understand this… but no. Is there a book she particularly likes?

Heinz’s eyes turned to the book on the desk.

<The Lady’s Guard Knight>

It was a book that he happened to bring with him to the mansion. Henelone was desperately trying to hide it, so he opened it up a little to see what it was like… Heinz looked down at the book, slowly stretched out his hand and opened the bookshelf.

A woman was penetrated with her back in the arms of her man, who was sitting on the bed. Henelone’s face was superimposed on the crude face of a woman with her legs wide open facing the front of The book.

“Ha, f*ck…….”

Heinz cursed and stretched out his hand to the bottom of the body, which was throbbing so hard that it seemed as if it was going to explode.

He grabbed his gl*ns, and rubbed it roughly. Heinz’s hand, which had spread the thick l*quid around his sensitive er*genous zone that made his back tingle. His hands slid down to the root of his pole.

“Kugh, haa…!”

A p*nis stuck in a w*t, shiny pink v*gina. Her voluptuous br*asts bounced every time he lifted her waist. The red flesh that came out while chewing on the tip of the d*ck.

As he recalled what he had seen in detail, a clear l*quid came out from the tip of the gl*ns.

“Ha, ah… Henelone. Kugh…….”

Heinz flinched from the rough stimulation, bent his back, and placed his hands on the desk. The illustration beneath his bloodshot hand was suddenly crumpled. Red eyes were shining brightly as he stared at the badly distorted picture.

Chuph, squelch, squelch

He wants to lay her down on this desk right now and f*ck her until his d*ck falls apart. No, he wants to keep pounding into that little hole that is biting the head of his d*ck again and again until it doesn’t close, and then make it drip with his fl*ids.

Splosh, splosh, chup, jjp. 

The hand holding the pillar became faster and faster. Even though he held it so hard that it felt like his bottom was going to burst, it wasn’t as good as Henelone’s hole. He missed the feeling of her insides greedily sucking and pulling on the tip of his gl*ns every time he raised her waist and f*cked her.

It was so good that it made him want to go at it like rabbits in a small room in the library. 

“Heuk, Hene…lone, Ha…nhn.”