Chapter 81 – Part 2 Nobles – Fiancé?! (2)

“What are you doing!?”
“What are you doing? It’s like this.”

I hugged Minerva and lifted her chin slightly with one hand.
Minerva makes a disgusted expression as if she had a hunch about what I was going to do. But she didn’t refuse.
She brought her face closer and kissed her proudly.

“What, what, what…”

I hugged Minerva even tighter as she was about to fall. Her hand, which had been wrapped around her waist, slid down on her and squeezed her healthy hips on her Minerva. She’s so tangy, it’s her ass you want to bite into.

“Stop it! Minerva hates it! Let it go!”
“She hates it? Who?”

Her face turned red and she parted her lips to reply to the screaming boy. The Minerva in front of her was blushing and hesitating.
It’s just that it’s embarrassing to do this in front of other people, it’s not that I hate kissing itself. As for Minerva’s expression of dislike, I am an expert, so I know.

“She still doesn’t understand, but Minerva is my lover.”
“Minerva is my fiance!”

The young master grabs the barbed wire at the front gate and shakes it, shouting. But all I could see was a cute dog barking.

“They said the engagement was cancelled?
“That’s true… But we still love each other!”

What?
Love?

“Minerva, I’ll make you happier than that man! Come with me. If you’re being threatened, tell your father and I’ll do something about it!”

Whew. Stupid guy
Even if Minerva truly has feelings for the young master, she can’t escape from me. The ideal that Melissa, her older sister, has in my hands.
The reason I didn’t bother to bind Minerva and Milene to a slave contract was because, with Melissa alone, she knew the two couldn’t escape.

If the Bocchan really intends to take Minerva, she will have to buy Melissa with her money, rather than persuading her with words. But I don’t think this boy has enough money for that. Of course, I wouldn’t sell it, though.

“Hey. I don’t know if you’re the count’s son or not, but you’re neither a count nor an heir, are you? But is it okay to woo my lover, who’s officially titled a count? Trying to mess with another noble’s lover, this is really a big deal. Nope?”
“Yes, you are the Count?”
“Yes, yes. I can’t believe it either, but I mean the Count.”

And I stroked Minerva’s chest with one hand. The clothes you wear at home are thin, so even if you touch them over the clothes, they will be wrapped around your hand. It’s a great chest that fits my hand size.
Seeing this, the boy outside the door widened his eyes. Haha. To disassemble some more.

Minerva twists her body as if telling her not to, but she has no intention of letting go.

“Stop it. In front of other people…”
“No, shouldn’t we take this opportunity to cut off our lingering attachments?”
“Low quality…”

Minerva protested a little, but she replied that I did not lose. And I want to see more of the ignorant youngster disassembling.

“Mmm, stop!”
“What? Stop what?”
“Go to Minerva, don’t touch her breasts!”
“Minerva’s breasts are mine. I don’t need your permission.”
“Kuh…”

The young master holds on to the barbed wire with an angry face and shakes it, but there is no way the door will open or I will stop.

And those eyes. The master’s gaze did not know that it would fall from Minerva’s chest as I was massaging. The desire hidden in that gaze was also clearly visible to me.
No matter what you say about love anyway, males are all the same as long as they take off one layer.

“Still, it’s a touching story. I can understand your sincerity about Minerva.”
“Then release Minerva!”
“Don’t talk like I’m holding on to you. We’re dating consensually. But…”

I undid one of the buttons on Minerva’s costume, which was fastened near her neck. The boy’s gaze was nailed to my hand.

“Looking at the courage of the Count, it might be okay to show him a little bit. You shouldn’t touch him.”
“Yuz!”

Minerva grabs my hand as I unbutton the second button. It throws a strong gaze that no more is allowed.
Pretending not to see such Minerva, I smiled smirkingly at the young master.

“How is it? Do you want to see it?”

The young master was dyeing his face even redder than before. Those eyes didn’t want to leave Minerva’s slightly exposed breastbone.
Then he pursed his dry lips and muttered in a voice that was barely audible.

“Paper…”
“Paper?”
“…Bo, I miss you…”
“What? I can’t hear you? I won’t show you unless you say it more politely. Since it’s against the Count, more politely, politely.”

At my words, the young master looked at Minerva’s face and mine several times. For some reason, it’s a bit scary to have bloodshot eyes. Minerva seemed to have given up and stood silently.
Did Minerva get the courage to say nothing? The young master shouted at me with a loud voice.

“… Bo, I want to see you, Count! Show me Minerva’s, her breasts, too!”

At the Master’s words, Minerva sighed heavily. I burst out laughing. How naive are you?

“Puhahaha! Are you an idiot! How can you say such an embarrassing thing! There’s no way I’ll show my woman’s body to another guy, you idiot!”

At my reaction, the young boy made a dazed expression as if he had been stabbed in the back of the head, then once again dyed his face red and shouted.

“Ugh, you played with me! You vulgar bastard!”
“You’re the vulgar one, right? Asking me to show you other people’s breasts in broad daylight! Seriously, these days nobles don’t know how to educate their children.”
“What?!”

Minerva, who looked at us pathetically as we chattered, straightened her clothes and left without a word.

“Huh? Minerva, where are you going?”
“Minerva! This must be a mistake!”
“What’s wrong? Stop talking in front of other people’s houses and go home and ask her mother to show her breasts.”

I left the boy talking again and followed after Minerva.

“Minerva.”

Grabbing her wrist, he stopped Minerva. Minerva often looks sullen when I’m out, but today she looked especially bad.

“Are you mad?”
“…”

Minerva closed her mouth and didn’t answer.
This. Was it a bit of a joke?
I can’t. This time, I have to release my anger in my own way.

“Minerva, come over here and put your hand on the tree.”
“…What are you planning to do?”
“There’s only one thing I’m going to do with Minerva in this house, right?”

Minerva, whose attitude has been softening little by little since Melissa came, but today, after a long time, she was able to receive a look of extreme disgust.

“…I have no intention of rejecting you. But at least go inside the house…”
“No, right now, I’m going to do it here. I really want Minerva’s ex-fiancé to hear Minerva’s cute voice.”
“…”

Big. If you can’t avoid it anyway, you should enjoy it. Do you still not know that the more you hate it, the more you please me?
Despite glaring at me like her parents’ enemy, Minerva eventually obeyed my command and stood with her hands on a tree.

The women of my house are obliged by the constitution to wear skirts whenever I want, whenever I am in the house. The same goes for Minerva, who usually wears pants rather than skirts.

He puts her hands on her tree and hits Minerva’s skirt with her hips sticking out. The well-shaped buttocks and the red thongs that fit my taste are dazzling. As I pulled the strings on either side of her, her panties fell onto the lawn, exposing her cute inner body.
Of course, the location is not visible from the front door, but the sense of openness given by the open air on all sides was no joke. Minerva was also nervous, biting her lip and trembling weakly.

I spread her cute ass with both hands and buried her face in her perineum. Then she stretches her tongue out in the cleft in front of her and licks it. It tasted like a sweaty woman.

“Haha…”

Minerva’s thighs choke my face at her sudden stimulation. Feel the pleasant pressure on both sides of her face.

Minerva’s body squirms every time I move her tongue. Minerva, who had been held by me countless times, now became a body that responded like a conditioned reflex whenever I touched her.

“Minerva. The young master might still be waiting at her door. Let’s hear more of her cute voice.”

I said with my mouth in her hole. At my words, Minerva’s body stiffened.

Of course, it is not visible from here whether the young master is still at the door. It was pure bluffing, but unless you check it might really be waiting at the door.

Whoops. No matter how much her engagement was dissolved, even if she was dating her now, she wouldn’t want to show her embarrassing side of herself. Minerva could see that even when I licked her weak spot with her tongue, it only made her hold her breath, and she desperately refused to make her sound.

But just because she doesn’t make a sound doesn’t mean she doesn’t feel it. Honey overflowed from within Minerva.

“Ssm…Eup…”

Minerva’s butt trembled. Preparation should be enough.
I wiped my wet mouth with my sleeve and took off my pants. His son, who was pressed by his pants, stood up in good health today.

He sandwiched his swollen son between Minerva’s moist crotch and rubbed it back and forth. He could feel Minerva’s body quiver in anticipation of the impending penetration.

“Ahhhhh.”

Minerva groaned softly as she rubbed the petals with her glans. I whispered in her ear.

“Minerva, you can shout a little louder. Let the cute boy hear Minerva’s dirty voice.”
“Quit…”

At my words, Minerva bit her lip as if she would never make a sound.

Haha. But how long can she last?

Aim her glans at the hole and push it in slowly. As if waiting for me to put it in, the slippery inside of Minerva swallowed my son without difficulty.

“I’m sorry…!”

Ah. After all, it’s a hole that feels good no matter how many times you put it in. Because it looks like it’s about to melt.

As Minerva went through several experiences, she no longer suffered as much as before. Her dissatisfied expression hasn’t changed, but it would be a lie to say she didn’t enjoy it at all.

I started moving my hips slowly. Minerva’s insides are still tight, but not as hard to move as before. It wets well and is much more flexible. I’m definitely feeling better now than I did when I was a virgin.

After poking her inside a few times, her moans began to leak out of her tightly shut Minerva mouth.

“Ah…”
“You don’t want to hear it like that?”
“That’s it, of course, ugh, you do…”

Minerva’s face turned red as she turned to me. Her resentful expression stimulates my sadism. Could it be that Minerva knew my character and was doing this on purpose?

“Then, shall we go out like this? I wonder what kind of expression the boy will make.”
“Oh, wait!”