The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

Rosé's eyes, which continued to shrug and retreat, were stained with fear of the Lord's ancestors.

The fear of the weak over the overwhelming strong does not draw that gaze away. She was trembling at my every move.

I stick a single-edged sword to the ground and point my palm at the martial arts officers.

"Keep it down."

"Ha!"

Several martial officers surrounded the rosé, feathering his arms and legs and instantly applying a demonic seal.

She can no longer release magic, she can no longer even fortify herself. She's just a little bit good at exercise, and she's gone.

"Gu... uuuuuuu..."

With two martial officers on his arms and two on his legs, Rosé, restrained in poses like Hitode, gives a distressing voice.

The inability to activate magic must have made it impossible to relieve the pain of the injury.

I don't have a hobby for chopping women up and bloodstaining them. It is about the blood of a tortoise that makes me happy to get out.

Don't move.

"Ku... Huh!

Ignoring the frightening Rosé, I did healing magic. A rainbow band of light floats in the universe, illuminating the surroundings fantastically.

By the time the light dissolved in the air as fine as powdered grains, Rosé's wounds had disappeared and her white skin had come back to life.

"Phew... Phew...! Huh... Have mercy, are you going to...!?... to one thought, kill him!

Because healing magic has some but calming effects, Rosé seems to have recovered to the point of speaking from a state of panic.

However, the voice was not filled with the confidence of the knight until earlier, but turned into a weak one to observe this reaction.

"It's the voice of my weak daughter who says something brave."

"Become...!

"If you're a daughter, be a daughter, just think about accepting a man"

Close to Rosé, teasing me in the dark that you're scared of me.

"Ya... stop... kidding, to the comforters of your men, etc...! Kill him...!

I've been wondering for a while now, but it didn't seem like there was any idea in her head that I would offend Rosé.

I feel like I'm thinking of you as a talkative young man who would allow the martial arts officers to gang rape.

But that might be the only thing I can do. If you were a regular nobleman, you wouldn't think about having sex with a woman as soon as you meet her like this, etc.

For Rosé, who grew up in a knightly family, the sexual delicacy of aristocratic men must be learning as common sense.

"How long are you going to do the knight's imitation? Lady."

I had no intention of gang-raping Rosé or anything like that.

It's a common story in porn comics, but I like to talk about gripping weaknesses and offending women.

But in a situation like that, it often becomes a gang rape development in the second half. Clearly, it makes no sense.

I think the protagonist who holds the weakness should continue to commit that heroine exclusively. Honestly, I don't feel sincere about heroin in gang rape development.

All I can say is a thought that doubts common sense as to why it leads to the idea of sharing the heroine I got because of it with some other guy.

Mostly, you wouldn't want to be able to insert a dick into a vagina that another guy just semen.

That's why I don't do dishonest gang rape. I'm going to rape you with sincerity.

"Sora, let's strip the knight of his role"

Rosé's wearing armor was a standard specification armor divided into several parts.

Slip the knife around the border between the torso and the shoulder parts and magically shake it up at the cutting edge.

When the breaking sound of Bakin and metal sounded, some of the parts protecting his shoulders made a noise and fell to the ground.

"Ku......!

With the parts off, I could see the fabric of the clothes I was wearing underneath.

I don't get my hands on armor parts that protect me from shoulders to elbows and elbows to wrists, and I concentrate on destroying shoulder parts.

Rosé manages to move to escape, but nothing could be contained by the martial arts officers, the great adults.

The broken coupling with the shoulders allowed the chest plate to be easily peeled off.

"You look good, Rose. I didn't know I was hiding with armor, but I have a good, feminine body..."

Stuff her body as she says a line like a middle-aged wolf.

There was a beauty there that had been pushed all the way into the hard armor.

I feel like I'm staring, Rose is in model shape.

I know very well because the martial officer has made me do a human depose, but my hands and feet are smooth and long and tall, which would be over 170 cm.

And your fingers are thin and delicate, and you must be able to see them if you let them play the piano or something. I think I'd rather hold my dick than my sword.

The chest was quite large and the imbalance was B again, not fitting the slender limbs and torso.

Her armor is destroying her shoulders and chest, and parts of her lower body are about to break by the way.

I still want to play dressed when I can't help myself. I feel compelled to come out.

"Ah...!

"Ho, this is quite..."

Sneak your hands through the gap in your femoral armor and invade Rosé's inner crotch.

Puffy, pressing your hand hard against the dull skin reveals a flexible elasticity inside. I felt both the softness of the woman and the muscles she had built up as a warrior at the same time.

I crawl to lick that fine meat in my palm.

"Ku... Oh, no...!

Unfortunately, armor can't get in the way and reach your ass.

I put my other hand on Rosé's chest.

I can pull up her clothes a little bit in a mess and put my hands in the gap in the cloth.

"Huh!?

He doesn't seem to wear underwear or anything in particular, and what was there was his young daughter's soft skin.

Crawl your fingers around the outer circumference of the heso, move them to the flank and make them dance.

Only her fingertips recognise her nakedness, but the presence of a creased, tight waist has been conveyed as plausible.

Grab this crease with both hands and shake your hips thoughtfully. It'll feel good.

"Ugh...!

My fingers eventually reach my chest.

Wrap her breasts in the palm of her hand and draw that shape into her brain. Its milk, which was puffy and tense, was specific to a young daughter full of energy.

I also like the melty soft milk of mature women, but I also liked the elastic milk that this energy packed all clean.

It is the small and the small that have no precious milk.

"........................................................."

When the hands that were touching his thighs also mobilize and start milking him with both hands, Rosé skews his face silently. That made me even more excited.

"What's the matter, is this the first time you've been touched in the chest?

"... answer, something...!

Seeing that face, slightly reddish in shame, it was easy to perceive that there was no male experience.

She is a swallowing daughter, even though the Sikinaon family will endure if she does not work more aggressively for dick fishing.

Well, I might have been lucky because it seemed like I could be her first man.

I ripped Rosé's jacket with a knife and completely exposed her chest.

"Ahhh!

Plump, and rosé's breasts that popped up kept their shape healthy.

Despite being in a state where she is half asleep, she has milk to protrude. Is this what rocket tits say?

On that tip I just put out asking you to suck it, I have a light brown nipple.

I didn't think so, I swallowed the saliva.

Looking around, the partition was set up to surround me at some point.

A fabric curtain is arranged slightly higher than a man's back length, blindfolded from the soldier.

Me and Rosé, and the martial officers who suppress her, are in a space that would be separated by a pentagon if seen from above.

When they turned their gaze to the martial officers, they nodded silently and missed their gaze.

Enjoy yourself… I interpret it that way.

"... hahm"

"Hih!?

I sucked on her nipples with my heart and made my tongue crawl like I was tickling my nipples.

There is a smell of sweat in the valley of the breasts and a hint of salt on the squishy nipples.

I guess I haven't even had a chance to wash my body much from out to today, her dark body odor tickles my nostrils.

"Ya, stop...... lol! Become... what are you going to do...!?

"Mm?"

I only pointed my eyes at Rosé as I made a noise and sucked my nipples.

Rather than being offended, she seemed stunned by my actions themselves.

I lick one of my entire breasts and then answer that question.

"Man and woman, there's only one thing to do, isn't there? This is it."

I wake up and move my hips. I had an erection under my pants and a lower body there with a cloth pampered.

Seeing the swell, Rosé gave a flashy look, but immediately regained a serious look at her face.

"Ah... I can't believe I'm excited about the woman I just met...! Nobility, but......!? And I don't believe it...... oh my god......!

The aristocracy has low libido, so instant erection & instant framing is not a thing to do even if you fall in love at first sight.

Rosé seemed sincerely surprised by the presence of an aristocrat who meets and instantly erects.

"There is no need for detailed reasoning or anything like that in the business of men and women. Let's continue."

Bringing her body closer again, Rosé immediately seemed to recall the situation in which she had been placed.

exhaling like a stiff, she twisted her body trying to escape the custody of the martial officer.

"Ku...... ku......! Fix it...! To Qualdenze, I can't believe I'm offended........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ Disgrace... yes, I don't like it... kill it...!

"Are you going to give me orders?

Quietly squealing like that, Rose gives a strange look of frustration and fright.

Above all, it reminds me of the fears of the nobility.

I leaned over her body with one hand on her breast again, staring into her eyes.

"Chiu."

"Ugh!!?

When I kiss Rose's neck, I start caressing her with my tongue as it is without letting go of her lips.

Tickle the indentation of the clavicle with a chisel and tongue and travel along the neck muscle to the cheek.

"Ugh... no... eh...!

Licking around her ears, she shakes her neck and resists. From the fluffy moving hair, there was a body odor that irritated the meat stick.

Sexual intercourse that makes you bathe in a clean bed is also a good thing, but sometimes such wild intercourse is not bad.

I followed my swollen and swollen libido and inhaled her smell as I wished.

"Ugh......! Fix it... eh..."

In support of my mating, the martial officers seem to be holding Rosé back with considerable force. Even if it is the neck or torso that moves slightly, the limbs are not moving at all.

However, I decided to stop because I was just about to get bit if I kissed my lips.

Took out the knife again, and I tore her hips belt off.

When she tries to peel off the armor on her metallic lower body, Rose makes a resistance by bumping her legs "no, no". Though the legs were about the thighs moving because they were secured by the martial arts officers.

"Be quiet. It's no use resisting."

He pulled his armor off at the mercy of his strength, and slammed it to the ground thoughtfully, having become an iron crumb.

He seemed to be wearing pants like shorts under his armor. I really hate the white skin on my long legs and the slightly raised muscle buoyancy.

The slightly drifting ammonia odor would belong to the urine that just leaked.

"No... no, no... ah..."

Like closing a crotch, both legs can't do that either because separate martial officers are holding it.

"Quordenze...! I don't like it... stop, stop...! Help me, Father! Dear brother...! No! No...!

"Do you miss your family? What, just a little patience and you'll get more soon. You did it, Rose."

Cut the shortbread with a knife and further drag down the colorless underwear underneath.

She seemed to be leaking a good amount of urine, and her underwear was chatty and damp. Not particularly urinary fetish, but my penis reacts reflexively.

When I finally looked at the exposed pussy, there was a dense forest of depression spread out there.

Interesting gap between beautiful appearance and uncared for pubic hair.

"Phew...! Phew...!........................ Hih!?

Put your finger in the light pubic hair. moist and damp with urine it reminded me of the rainforest.

I can tell from the fact that my pubic hair is growing exactly that there is no fiancée or anything like that. My fingers went on untouched land.

"Touch, hey... don't..."

When I checked my labia with my fingertips, I gently laid my finger on Clitoris.

"Ah!? Hey, do what, ugh!?

Gently crush the pubic nucleus with your finger belly and enjoy her reaction.

To an unknown sensation she panicked and leaked a slightly glossy exhale when she wondered if she had changed her expression to feel pain.

Feeling unspoken love in that trick, I decided to prioritize my pleasure over caressing.

I haven't pulled one out yet today, so I'm feeling stronger about starting out early. Sometimes having sex in your own right doesn't punish you.

I made a mess and took my belt off to show it to her.

At last, I expected the production to come. Rose made the biggest rampage here, but that only served as an ingredient to excite me.

Making a frightened woman hear the sound of removing her belt seems to be declaring that she is going to rape her. I feel so elevated.