The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

There is a giant moon floating in the clear night sky.

Thanks to windows filled with high quality glass, the moonlight was the light that illuminated the room as it was.

A thin, blue moon reflecting the cold weather in winter calms my heartbeat just a little bit, which has heightened with intercourse at present.

The bed placed in my room at the perverted mansion is huge, and as long as it's not sumo wrestling, about ten people can lie down at their leisure.

Next to me, I opened a gap for every human being, and Ravé was sleeping.

"I guess it's because the bath is up, the rave is warm"

"Really?

I thought about how I brought it into the mating, and I kind of put what I thought into my mouth.

From the rave next door, the temperatures start to twitch and make me feel like I have a hot tub.

"Ko...... Now, what do you think?

Then, boldly, Ravé moved back and forth into the blanket, leaning against me and holding my hand.

I had no words for that unexpected behavior.

The temperature transmitted over the bedtime clothes is very warm.

"What's up, suddenly?

But Ravé didn't respond to my voice and squeezed out the fine words.

"There... hold me, please..."

It was a small voice, but full of determination.

Rave's back and shoulders are trembling so much that I wonder if he's whimpering.

Watching Rave with his face down, I turned my thoughts around.

Ravé, who is afraid of being held by a man, decides to be held by me for his own sake. It must have been quite courageous to make this statement.

It was a really exciting situation.

"So much tremor... Rave, no"

You mustn't jump here.

My penis is hardened enough already that I'm going to rip my pants off, but I'm patient.

"Please... the only thing I can offer your husband is this, this, this, this body... I don't want to go back to that merchant... please..."

Ravé rattling his teeth with a rattlesnake.

"Don't throw me away... your husband..."

"Rave......"

"I'm scared... I don't like it anymore, I want to feel safe... I can't stand it... help me..."

Oh, I can't wait.

Weak, supple voices. I feel the pleasure of my brain marrow being caressed with my tongue.

Unlike a butt-blue girl like Eve, it's really good around seeing reality.

"No, you don't have to worry about that. I can't believe I abandoned you..."

"But, but I'm a slave for that purpose... if I don't do anything... they'll sell me..."

And Ravé caught me with his ready eyes, bringing his body much closer.

Ravé's breasts are pressed against my chest. It seemed to convey even the vibration of the trembling shoulders in the small slices.

"Your husband, about me... hates me, do you? Wow... I, your husband, will be fine. So... please..."

"You don't hate me, Rave..."

"Your husband..."

I put my hand on Ravé's trembling shoulder and leaned over my lips.

She seems to have understood my intentions better too, tilting her neck slightly diagonally with her thin eyes open and waiting for it.

"Chiu."

Finish the kiss just to touch it gently and I'll hold Ravé's shoulder softly.

"Ah......!

Bikun, and his shoulder moved, but Ravé pushed it away of his own accord.

I weaken my attractive hands to the point where I can add them.

"Is it still hard...? Don't... ugh."

Ravé has forcefully taken his lips from me and pressed his body.

Rave repeats over and over a light kiss that just sticks his lips to his lips, like he's pushing a hanko.

That was more about inviting this one than enjoying a kiss.

"Chu...... fu, chu, chu"

"... Nchu... rave?

"Hold me, please"

In the middle of the bed, facing each other in a Nirvana pose, Rave and I lay our lips slowly over each other again.

I put one hand on her hips and show that I can respond to her requests by holding her close.

Then he slid his saliva-filled tongue into the gap between his overlapping lips and licked her lips.

She seemingly flinches for a moment at a nasty kiss that squeaks water sounds peppery, but soon accepts it.

"If it's really hard, you say it right away, okay?

"Yes......"

As I fell asleep, I took Ravé's sleeping roll off.

She wears a one-piece shaped underwear like white shimmys, plus a feather weave of gowns on top of it.

I unknot my gown in a hurry, kissing my neck, shoulders, cheeks and forehead.

"Chu, chu, chu"

"Ahhh... ahh..."

Maybe she still has fear for sex, but she endures hard.

Where his upper body was only Simmies, he began to stroke Rave's body from the top of the cloth.

Slowly, I crawl my fingers to taste her skin over the cloth.

"Rave, I'm with you all the time... because I would never lie"

"Hmm... Huh... Huh, Kuh..."

It might be better to say you endure fear rather than feel it.

Rave's hand, which was turned on my hips and back, contained tremendous force.

There is an unusual desperation, as if I were convinced that I would fall to the bottom of my fear the moment I let go of my hand.

I repeated simple words to Rave, such as not throwing away, not selling, not letting go, etc.

I need to appeal to her to be the man to get rid of it because what she fears most is the future of being abandoned by me to become a semen toilet.

It is the terrain effect on the bed that can whisper sweet words like floating teeth, such as protecting you.

"It's so beautiful..."

Chu, and his lips on the clavicle, Rave moved his neck nasty so that it could illuminate.

Place one hand inside the shimmies from the back side and move it up so that it looks through the line of the spine.

My moist, sweaty back sucks on my fingers. I felt the luminosity of my young daughter's skin.

"Ahhh...... hmmm"

I just wanted to move my fingers to the front that reached the scapula, and I encounter a major obstacle.

"Whoa?"

"Hey......"

Tiny and overwhelming weight.

That's Rave's big tits, which I've always wanted to rub since I first saw them.

"Wow......"

"Oh no... embarrassing..."

Is it because of your posture, your breast hemline seems to be spreading from around passing your armpit?

Excited by the slightly soft feel, I was forced to pull Simmies a little and move my hand to the front.

Though I don't think I should be in a hurry, my hands move faster.

"Ah ♡"

I wrapped my entire breast in the palm of my hand and rubbed it loose with my fingers, and I felt the elasticity of trying to push this finger back.

But it was not as strong an elasticity as Eve's refusal to be held, but as soft as accepting a man's fingers.

In a nutshell, it's a huge rub.

"Such a big breast... I've never..."

Ravé was just shy of my touching words.

She accepts my momomochi as she leaks her unspoken voice.

From time to time, I can't help but gasp like I suffer. I'm sure the men who attacked Ravé must have ripped these breasts off, too.

I try to rub gently so as not to irritate her heartbreak by abusively treating her.

"Rave, wow... warm..."

All of my consciousness was already at my fingertips.

Praise Rave without even knowing what he's speaking for himself, and I keep rubbing my breasts.

I just want to get rid of Simmies and rub her off thoughtfully, but I've been craving her milk enough to spare even the hassle of taking it off.

Moist breasts suck on your fingers and change shape to convey warmth as you move here.

As you slide your fingers into the valley, you feel milk pressure from both sides, and your fingertips are wrapped in unspoken comfort.

My penis is completely cured and ready for insertion at any time, but I was obsessed with her milk like a baby.

"Ahhhh... ahhh... ya, tiptoe, don't mess with me... ahhin ♡"

As she continued to rub, teasing her nipples, which began to claim to exist one by one, Ravé twisted her hips and leaned back.

I thought this was my chance. I lift the simmies from around my lower abdomen and expose my chest.

"Geez."

"Ha, ha... chum"

I bumped into the two mountains where Bo and I showed up.

I move my tongue desperately to taste those breasts that I can't fit very well in my mouth.

"Juru, Juru. Ju... chu, chu... chu, hu, hu... chu, hu..."

"Oh, hey, uh ♡ boobs, no..."

Is it to curb my movements, Ravé's arm around the back of his head and held in his chest?

In a situation where I was suffocating, I still asked for my chest. I want to taste more of this big, warm thing, is this instinct?

I just kept sucking Rave's nipples even though I didn't get breast milk.

"Ha... chu... ha... chu, chu, chu... chu... chu... chu. Jiuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"No, ha, ha, ha, ha... Your husband... ha ♡... nothing, because I'm not answering... ahem, ha"

Don't rush. Yes, I know with my head, but I can't stop it.

Why you suck milk, that's not because you get breast milk. Because there's milk there.

"Ugh... uhh, no... uhh ♡ ya... hey... uhh... hah..."

Rave's breath gradually gets rougher, and the degree of fear seems to have become stronger than pleasure.

Even if you keep sucking hard like this, you may irritate Ravé's trauma.

While I felt remorse, I managed to get my mouth off my nipples this way and kissed her lips.

"Chiu."

"Nh, chu ♡"

But with my lips, I don't stop rubbing my milk. I can't stop.

"Rave, I'll protect you, so... Churu..."

"Chihu, ha-ha, ha, yes... your husband... protect me... hu... ha... please..."

This is the first time I've seen Ravé's body charm in my arms. I never want to give it to another man or anything like that.

Every time I rub a sticky milk in my saliva, it seems to overflow my appetite for exclusivity.

When I grabbed Simmies by the hand, Ravé understood this intent, and he posed long live with this move so I could take it off without so much difficulty.

Throw the blankets under the bed, too, and me and Rave will stare at each other on the bed.

The bright green eyes, similar to the summer blue leaves, were glossy, and the silky skin was sweaty.

Plumpy big breasts, beautiful line bellies, hidden lower body with string bread, none of this should look delicious.

He takes a covered position on his back ravé and drops a kiss around his navel, all over his peeves, arms and thighs like a prep exercise.

"Ha... Beautiful... Chu, Rave... Mm, Chu... I can't believe you're so beautiful... Chu Chu"

"Ah......"

The light of the moon as it plunges through the window fantastically illuminates Rave's nudity.

The stuffy and uplifting breasts dripped just a little to the left and right, and her nipples stood to invite this one.

The nipples that were faintly colored and their neat shape looked familiar somewhere, but nothing, it looked just like Eve's nipples.

After all, it's just my mother and daughter and my nipples are very similar in shape.

Covering her body and pressing her erect penis against her thighs, I included those nipples in my mouth.

"Ham"

"Ahem..............."

Move and caress your lips to rub your nipples up and down and enjoy a tight toothpick.

The textured milk rings that were a little fuzzy with saliva, the breasts that take my movements like cushions, all of which tasted great.

Hands rub her shoulders, rub her hips, and rub her ass from the top of the string pan, all messing around.

"Ah! Hih! Ugh ♡"

Where my fingers reach her crotch, she trembles loudly.

She only touched over the cloth because there was still string bread, but she reacted sensitively.

I wondered if it was due to trauma, but the feeling I conveyed to my fingers denied it.

Her groin was soaking wet.

"This is..."

"Ahhh......! Yes, don't tell me...! Don't tell me!

The string bread was so wet that I wondered if I had taken a leak, and if I could even grasp the shape of my labia with my fingers.

Do you realize that, she was desperate to hide her face?

"This, I don't know...! Ahhhhhhh..."

Ravé seems bored by his dementia, but as far as I'm concerned, it's much better than being hurt.

She's totally ready, I took off my clothes and got naked, too.

Plus her only remaining garment, untie the string of string bread, and get ready to insert.

"Rave"

Conscious of overlapping with my skin, I lean on Ravé.

In front of him were Ravé's moist eyes and his wet, glossy lips.

"Chiu."

"Chu."

I let my tongue dive into her mouth as I weighed in and exchanged deep kisses.

Teasing her tongue with her own tongue, her hands tangle their fingers and rub their skin together to enhance each other.

"Chiru... chiru, ha... rave. Glad you're so wet."

"Yes, don't tell me..."

"I'm so glad you're accepting me."

Use your fingers to rub your labia longitudinally and stimulate what appears to be a clitoris from the top of the cloth.

Ravé leaned back and clutched my arm with an endless scream of hiss.

I was just wondering if she was originally in an easily felt physique, or if her body had been developed on her way around by the men of the Royal Army.

Ravé was holding his breath roughly against the caress done to the cloth basket.

Forcefully extending to sex might scare her, I continued to caress her carefully, carefully, and over time until she melted.

"Ahhh... ♡ ♡ ugh ♡ Ha, ha... ha..."

Confirming Ravé's sweet exhale, which drowned in complete pleasure, I took away the string bread.

Obsessed with caressing, she seems as if she has not realised that she has been naked.

I quickly move between her crotches and face that wet secret.

I can smell a queasy woman, and my meat stick moves into a mating system.

"Chiu."

When I kiss her quiet thighs, she tries to close her legs as if to pinch and crush my head. It was tremendous momentum.

But I didn't allow it, and I snapped my legs open with both hands.

"Huh? Ah? Hey, what?

I was already soaking wet and watching those labia glow so bright in the moonlight that I was driven by a desire to lick it.

The golden pubic hair, which looked slightly darker than the color of her hair, was not enough to conceal that pussy.

Are you looking for a male genitalia, the labia that has been opened to the left and right are of clean color.

I stretched my tongue long and pressed my entire pussy with plenty of saliva on it.

"Ahhh!? Oh, ahhh ♡ Aww!? Oh, ahhh!? Hey!?"

At the base of my tongue, I felt plump. Perhaps this is a pubic nucleus.

I narrowed my tongue and moved to tickle around my pubic nucleus as I restrained my moving leg trying to escape.

"Oh, oh ♡ Oh, oh, what is this? Eh!? Stop, stop, ah, ah ♡ Ugh, yah...... aah ♡"

Ravé gasps with a tall voice that pierces the back of his ear.

As far as this reaction is concerned, this is probably the first time they've had a cunnilings, a voice mixed with surprise and pleasure at an unknown experience.

Perplexed but pleasantly intoxicated, such was the end of manhood.

"Ahhhhh ♡ No, no, ahhh...... ahhh ♡"

The vaginal mouth reacts to the stimulus given, repeatedly opening or closing its mouth when puffed.

Every time that opening and closing seemed to spit the slutty air out of my vagina, which irritated my nasal cavity comfortably.

"Ahhh.... ahhh ♡ ahhh.... ahh ♡"

Penis is no longer on the verge of ejaculation. I'm finally ready for insertion.

In a normal position, the penis had erected so hard that it was difficult to insert it, and angled enough to worry about plunging into the belly.

The ona ban effect is horrible.

"Rave, I want to be inserted"

"Ah..."

I turn to the best expression here as I spread her legs and let her pose as an autopsy specimen frog.

Only the tip of the meat stick was already pressed into the vaginal mouth and ready for insertion at any time.

"I take responsibility. Believe me."

I turn to Ravé, being careful not to insert it.

She closed her eyelids slowly, silently. Does that mean affirmation, or is it to endure?

But I can't afford to think about it. Enjoying mating greed was no longer the limit.