Chapter 141 – Sleepless Night (3)

What is he doing now

Putting nothing else to your nose and sniffing men’s panties?

Just like covering your mouth and nose with towels or clothes to get out of a house on fire, you are inhaling the smell while covering your nose with men’s underwear!

Myself, this Christia!

“Write it, whoa… Write-! Whoa… “

‘An awful smell… ! You mean this is a man’s scent… As I read in the book, it must be a really nasty smell… !’

It’s a huge stench Are all men’s smells like this?

It was good that I picked it up casually. However, even Christia herself did not know why she smelled like this.

She couldn’t figure out why she was desperately sniffing her panties with her nose stuck in her panties as if it were a lifeline, and why she was repeating this shameful act not once, but many times, even at this very moment. There was no

But,

“Flaw… Ugh… ?!”

Her own left hand, just before picking up her panties, ran from the fingertips of her left hand, which she shot out to tease her own virgin cunt, past her own well-groomed silvery pubic hair, a tiny crack that closed up. The moment I felt the touch of moist dew

“Write it!! Haaaaa… !!”

Christia found herself inhaling that nasty stench for some reason, and once again she found herself.

“Why… This is the smell of men, isn’t it the most terrible smell of men! According to the description in the book, they say it smells like chestnut flowers. !”

According to the book of Bulon, men’s crotches at the height of their lives smell like fragrant chestnut flowers, but the stench that now penetrates their noses is far from fragrant.

“I can’t tell the identity of the smell of sweat, but even though it is mixed with this very sour and fishy smell, it has a strong individuality, a bitter, nasty smell… ?!”

Surprisingly, there was no smell of male urine.
I was expecting it to be included as well, but even now, I continue to inhale and inhale, and still cannot find a disgusting smell.

It’s not that I’m sorry, it was never.

The more I sniff it, the more I smell it, the more I can’t get rid of this strange feeling of anxiety.

Should I say sorry
Or not,

“Write it, ha ha… Write it, ha ha… !”

Should I say it’s better because I can take on more?

“It can’t be good, I can’t… This must be the smell of a man’s semen… ! How could I, a paladin serving the saintess, do such a shameful thing… Huh… !”

Christia flinched at the feel of the slippery mucous membrane on her own left hand, then she burrowed her nose into her panties once more.

Instead, this time she didn’t want to drop it as quietly as she had just before, but more actively, holding her panties against her nose, heard the soft sound of her inhalation as if she were savoring it.

Did he have a change of heart in that short period of time?
No, it was simply an awakening.

The moment she touched her own cunt, the smell of her manhood shoved right in front of her nose made her realize why the goddess had left her man’s underpants to herself.

“Okay… This was the guidance of the Goddess… It’s momentary, but use it! This, this smell… The smell of the saintess’ children and liquids can’t be forgotten for a moment, but the smell of the saintess’s violets is being pushed out of my head… ”

The moment he smelled Violet’s liquid in his nose and head, his body was already in action.

Lee Jae-jae, Admiral Lee Dok

‘Just as there has been a saying from ancient times, rule barbarians with barbarians and poison with poison, the goddess’ revelation to rule over the scent of flowers with stronger flowers!’

If she had dared to twitch her cunt at the sight of a saint trembling pathetically in her own hands, remembering the taste and scent of her love juice, and had gone into heat, she would cover her teeth with a stronger male scent. And caress her pussy.

Of course, as a paladin, it’s an absurd act, but that doesn’t change.

It is a hundred and a thousand times better than going into heat at the scent of a saint and then groping for her cunt hole and groping her hand. That he gave her panties

Christia began to think that this terrible stench, this filthy, lewd smell of semen, was the guidance bestowed upon her by the goddess.

And she finally felt the moment when her own hand passed through the urethra and touched her vaginal opening.

“Ha… Here, not enough… ! It’s not as good as here, Marie… The moment she puts her finger here… Write… Ha… “

Christia shook her head desperately, but before long she took another deep breath at the sight of Violet that suddenly popped into her own head, and she thought.

‘No, sooner or later, the saintess will definitely visit me for the same reason.’

As far as she knows, when she receives a revelation from the goddess, her saints put the memories of that time in a crystal ball. It is to leave a historical record for her descendants that such a revelation occurred at this time.

Doesn’t that mean that Violet will see the revelations she saw today over and over again? It is a revelation that left a comment that her own vagina was numb just by passing her first glance.

She is a devout believer who is incomparable to herself. If she is a saint, she will try to interpret the revelation over and over again. Meant to be

It definitely means that something like today will happen again and again…

‘If it can be resolved simply by comforting the surroundings of the genital area, there is nothing more I wish for… ‘

What if there comes a time when you can’t be satisfied with that? Violet will definitely find Christia herself. Because she was her most trusted person, her sister, to her.

Even if she didn’t know why, she had the absurd illusion that if she were herself, she would know a way to cool off this body heat.

But if the time comes and you say something like ‘I don’t know’, will Violet give up saying ‘Yes, I know, it’s a pity’? There was absolutely no way it could be.

Right now, Violet is in a state like an adolescent boy who is really interested in sexual things right now.

He certainly had the potential to be curious about his cunt and test this or that.

Besides, since she doesn’t even know what role her pussy is playing, if she loses her virginity by inserting something into it… ?!

“I am the only one… I am the only one who can teach the saintess how to control herself from her sexual pleasure… !”

Overcome this with faith? It doesn’t sound very nonsensical.

However, she is a saint, and she has just become an adult, and she is mentally immature, so her curiosity as well as her desires are so vulnerable.

There are historical records that show that even a priest who had served only a goddess for decades was corrupt and executed because of lust for money and wealth.

Rather, it is the same logic as telling a child who has just started to do somersaults in place because he is unable to jump.

But even if you stick to rhetoric, the biggest reason you need to pierce your pussy right now is-

“My pussy… See, see… I want more stimulation… !”

Due to the smell of the saintess’ love juice, and even because she had tasted it, she suffered from her own pussy and tasted the juice of Violet, which was squeezed out like juice.

Her own body, already more mature than her saintly woman, went a few steps further and wanted more stimulation than her.

So even though she wanted to control herself, she couldn’t. Her hand was about to move on its own.

Merely sniffing her man’s semen like this does not soothe her own body.

In the first place, this act itself was to cover up the smell of her holy woman that her own body remembered, not to smell her to calm her own body.

If there was a difference, it was only ‘do you smell her saintly woman and go into heat and pierce her cunt’ and ‘do you smell her man and pierce her cunt’.

I hate to choose both, but what if I had to choose one?

“Write it, nkeueeuuuuu… ?!”

Steamed

Without hesitation, Christia immediately inhaled her man’s scent and carefully slipped her finger into her own vaginal opening.

She had thrust her own fingers into her virgin cunt, which was now just wet, and just like Violet, she didn’t allow anyone to enter.

“Write… This, this is my vagina… It’s tight, it’s tight, it’s stiff, so it’s moving… Haaaaah, it’s hard, it’s ah… “

Stab… Knock!

“Puhaaa… Ha… Write… Ha… “

She only moved her finger once, and Christia’s body, which had been curled up all this time, spun and lay flat on her stomach with her stomach toward the ceiling.

“Write… Ha, what am I, haaaaa… What are you doing… Are you doing… The Holy Knight, and even the leader, sniffed her man’s smell like this and poked her cunt… “

Just thinking about it made me feel guilty again, but I couldn’t stop it.

Now this smell of her coming into her own nostrils, this odour, not unpleasant to her, is guided by her goddess directing herself.

Perhaps, after showing such a revelation to the saintess, she gave herself this stinky object, perhaps anticipating all of this and helping the saintess, including herself, to go on the right path, as a mere mortal, she dared to look His arrangements that you can’t even see!

So that she does not fall into the wrong providence for herself, and does not fall into the wrong path for her saint.

Yes, this is the guidance given to her by her goddess and her new mission. Christia decided to accept the guidance of her goddess as she interpreted it, and she decided not to reject it.

“Write it, haha… I just put a little finger in her pussy, but I can feel this thrill… ?!”

As she changed her mind, her fingers, which had been twitching inside her own pussy, began to slide up and down the creases of her vagina more and more actively.

“Write, haaa- write, huh-?”

As if to prove that her aversion to her filthy smell was gone, she held her hand over her nose to keep her panties on her own nose as if putting on a mask.

The sound of the woman’s wet cunt starts getting louder and louder.

As if to prove this, when something dripped from her cunt, which had been twitching her fingers so far, Christia slowly moved her hips and shouted as if she had sensed it.

“Haaa… Go, go… While smelling the man’s semen, I went while sticking my finger in my pussy… !”

The time when the silhouette of a four-legged animal spouting water was projected through the crotch of the saintess’s room.
In the paladin’s room, the silhouette of a flinching bow with its long tongue sticking out was illuminated by the moonlight.