Chapter 52 – 33-2 Late Evening

Cordelia’s expression of pity blew away even her tiredness, like a dog who doesn’t want her owner to go to work, grabbing my sleeve and telling me not to go to the dormitory.

‘Is it natural? Or did I learn something… The destructive power is strong.’

As she held her hand, I met her eyes and approached her faint face.

“Would you like me not to go?”
“…Yeah. I hope you don’t go…”
“Why?”
“Because I’m lonely…”

‘My heart hurts… My heart is thumping, unlike the pain in the casino.’

Their lips naturally touch each other, and the scent of Cordelia’s breath and the freshly eaten spaghetti and black tea lingers in her mouth.

Mix with saliva to make it thicker. The sound of their kiss, which proves that their relationship is not light yet sticky, quietly echoes in the secret space, and Allen goes over her delicate shoulders and hugs Cordelia’s back neck and waist.

A pleasant moan. Wiggling eyes. Disheveled clothes.

The mood was ripe, and Allen took off her clothes, but did not miss the touch of her lips.

Then, in the heat of Allen’s hand, she skillfully takes off her clothes and begins to caress her huge breasts, not her lips.

“Huh…!”

Cordelia seemed to be excited, but Cordelia stepped back from her, but Allen hugged her waist again and tickled her nipples hidden in her slowly rising flesh with her fingers, and soon a rubber-like elasticity stretched from her. It bursts out of your mouth.

“Go, it tickles…!”

However, it was not to her liking that she tried to hold back her moaning while covering her mouth. As Allen drew her large breasts to the center, she licked the pale pink nipples together like two pairs of cherries.

“Huhh!!!

Her legs tremble and the chair she sits in begins to creak.

Two nipples that are hard enough to compare to an erect penis. Then, when he licked the two cherries enough, he restored both her breasts, and heat and sweat flowed from her breastbone, and the smell, which was already irritating, became more deadly, and sweat flowed profusely between her breastbones. Taste it with your tongue and wipe it off.

“Haa… Haaang…!”

Every time she moved her tongue, it gently touched between her breasts and the bottom, she let out a cute moan and now she didn’t cover her mouth.

Her breasts, like the finest fruit, made multiple moans when sucked, licked, or slightly bitten, which made her happy.

Then she suddenly got up from her chair, took her by the hand, and headed for her bed.

I was a bit perplexed by the first development.

“…”

Cordelia put me on the bed with her flushed face, and as she climbed up on me, she kissed me and caressed me at the same time.

Do you want to take revenge? My body, which gave me a frivolous moan, began to give me the same caress I had received a little while ago.

Parting with the lips. And while licking the nipples, which are sensitive even to men, with a tongue full of saliva, watching my reaction…

“Cute.”
“…Noisy…”

Hearing that he was cute, his red face became even redder for a while, and he said that he was noisy. This time, he unfastened his belt and took off his pants, looking at the erect cock that soared, like a man in awe, like a person seeing it for the first time, touching the sticky flowing pre-cum. I’m curious.

“It’s fun because the reaction is new every time.”
“Because it’s noisy…!”
“Oh, it hurts!! It hurts!!”

It’s still embarrassing enough. It’s natural to feel ashamed no matter how much you share your body…

Hearing this from a boy younger than me, it was ironic how I was happy to hear what I had been doing all this time and how cute I was.

“It’s the punishment you kept saying…”

Cordelia gripped Arlen’s erect cock hard, very tightly, and now she slowly loosened her grip, licking the pre-cum flowing from her glans.

Even though the pre-cum came out with great force, Cordelia relaxed again and licked it tantalizingly, like licking soft serve ice cream.

Allen’s glans was burning red with Cordelia’s tantalizing tongue, and she licked it relentlessly, then seized Allen’s cock and began sucking it.

Side sound. The sound of saliva spraying as air escapes from the mouth. It was so naughty.

And her hands on the shaft of her cock rested on Allen’s thighs, up to her roots, the Ira Machio that had just a week ago blocked her airway, making her breathless and making her cry.

Now she pushes herself up to her throat, keeping her allen warmly wrapped around her seat.

Seeing and feeling her teeth, Allen was worried about her. I wondered if I would cry again. But it didn’t dry.

After all, she did it on her own.

Before I knew it, Cordelia’s eyes were filled with tears, nausea, and her airway fluttered, trying to push out the foreign object that had been forced into it.

But it didn’t stop.

Gaps and saliva and other tears fell as she sped up, but she didn’t stop.

Are you trying to overcome it?

She wanted to cover up and make up for her tears that day, the memory of crying like a child whose doll had been taken away.

Did he like the constant stimulation of her uvula? The unusual reaction reached her head beyond the airway, and before long, she felt pure white semen coming up through her urethra.

Then, as she pushed her lips to the roots of her pubic hair, something sticky began to pour from her mouth and throat.

Even if you don’t taste it or smell it directly, you can even feel the fishy taste and aroma sticking to your throat. But Cordelia wouldn’t let go of Allen’s cock gasping inside her.

Feeling that her short ejaculation, which she thought was so long, was about to end, Cordelia spat out the cock that was confining herself as if she had waited. It was connected

“Joe, cool! Gee, that was good…!”

Cordelia asked me confidently, coughing and wiping the hairs and saliva from the corners of her mouth, as if satisfied that she had done it better.

However, contrary to her confident appearance, her tears, runny nose, and even my hair on her mouth because I couldn’t clean it properly.

If someone else saw it, it would be absurd, but to me, even that was cute.

As if a child boasts that he has solved an insoluble problem.

I don’t want her to notice Not wanting to show her sullen crying, I stroked her hair with a clean handkerchief, wiping the liquid from her mouth and hair.

“You’re getting better. Practice more next time, Cordelia.”
“I-I feel good, but I’m lying…!”

My heart thumped once more at the slightly grumpy, yet embarrassed look on my face.

If it was Cordelia, she would have practiced in secret, unconditionally, making up for the shame of the previous day and this time.

But when I said it in a playful way, that flustered expression was insanely cute.

“It’s late at night, so shall we wash up and sleep?”
“Huh? Sleepy…? I… Ah…”
“I’m kidding. You don’t have to be so sullen.”
“…Who said he was disappointed.”
“Then shall we take a shower together?”
“…Yes. Let’s take a shower together.”