Chapter 107 – Plancia Mansion (3)

She pulled my pants down with a sullen face. Her erect penis pierced her panties, and I pet her on the head like a pet dog. The woman did not tease me or smile at me. She just held her expressionless face and straight nose against my cock, as if she was doing what she was supposed to do.

I really liked the feeling of her pointed nose and glans bumping against each other with a piece of cloth in between. Every time she exhaled, her warm breath drew heat from my body as if it were heating her kettle.

“What is your name?”

She didn’t answer my questions. It stuck out its teeth, grabbed my panties, and just pulled it down like a beast wanting to copulate. Bowing her head down, she brushed her floor with her own stocking.

She moved her legs to remove the panties that had been pulled down to her thighs. I pushed her underwear, which had fallen on her floor, into the corner with her foot, and the maid’s fingers wrapped around my prick. She patted my cock with her fingers as if she were groping her braille, then hesitantly began to nudge.

There was no agitation in her expression, but I could see that she was momentarily taken aback by the size of me in her. It’s always fun to see a woman bewildered by heavy objects. She knew how to play with her fingers to feel good. I tightened and pulled as if I was going to pull out my pole, then I stretched out my palm and gently pushed her away as if I was stroking her hair.

And, while doing all of that, she was still expressionless. Her expression was not agitated in the slightest, and she was repeating mechanical movements in her own technique, as if it were natural for a man to ejaculate.

I really liked her hand movements, but I didn’t like her confident demeanor and her unchanging expression on her face.

Sex is communication. If it’s a relationship that ends simply by packing water, can’t we say that we have a relationship as a person to person? Wouldn’t it be the perfect end to sex to stab each other in the most pleasant places, exchange opinions, and catch your breath while rubbing your sweaty bodies on the mattress?

It was excretion, not sex, that indifferently wiped away the semen and turned coldly with only her head turned.

She with her blue hair hanging down beautifully. I wanted to have sex with her.

I stroked the head of the maid who was waving her hand eagerly. She looked at my cock as if she wasn’t interested in anything I did, but she kept her silence as she watched. She grabbed her wrists to keep her from shaking more, and then forced her to pull her onto her bed.

The maid looked at me with her puzzled expression, then she acknowledgingly pulled up her skirt. White pantyhose and palm-sized panties that barely covered her private parts caught her eye. She tried to pull her stocking down on her own, and I grabbed her hand once again.

A little irritation appeared on her face, then it disappeared. But it didn’t matter. I buried her face in her chest, hugged her by the waist, and laid her on the bed.

“Under…”

I was able to articulate the emotion I felt in this sigh. She’s not expecting anything from me. Even if I eagerly teased her hand and licked her dog’s tongue, she was sure she wouldn’t feel anything.

And, the fragments of such challenging emotions only made my incubus spirit burn more. In her delusion that she was a woman who was very good at this kind of sex, it was time for her to rescue her. I pulled down her panties and smiled. The maid glanced at me and turned her head away.

******

After confirming that the maid and Evan entered the room, the man said to the lady.

“I went into action. After performing the gig, you will scream. After she puts the slave in prison who is so crazy about her that she can’t do anything, she just needs to press Isabel.”

“Joy. Yes, no matter how noble you are, you have to pretend to be lofty. 여자가 가랑이 만 벌리면 그녀는 덤벼 드는 천박한 개새끼에 불과 하죠.”

The lady did not forget Isabelle’s atrocities in reversing them during her meal. To her, her Isabel was the woman who should always be beneath her. For such a woman to refute her even a little in an argument was her challenge to herself and an act beyond her means.

The man nodded at the lady and said,

“Miss Isabel’s expression is worth seeing. She must have never thought that her own husband would have an accident of raping a maid as soon as he came to this mansion.”

“Hey, did you see the way we looked at us earlier and let go of our anger? Even in the way the meat was cut, the vulgarity was still visible, and my appetite was completely lost. I want to finish work quickly and go back. Isabel seems to like shallow boys, so her Hero family would be a really good match. In the end, she’s all for herself. The more she dreams out of proportion, the more miserable she becomes.”

The man nodded his head, then looked across the room and whispered.

“By the way, where did you get a woman like that? She looks amazing, and her night skills are so amazing that I’m curious too.”

“She is a woman trained in the thieves’ guild. If we pick up orphans and hand them over to the thieves guild, they turn them into assassins for the multi-talented family.”

The man nodded and spoke of Evan.

“If that young friend had met nobles from an early age, he would have grown into a great assassin. Too bad. Didn’t she become a sex offender for no reason by marrying Isabel?”

The noblewoman nodded and nodded.

“It is said that everything goes back to where it came from. In the end, that vulgar human only gets caught in a vulgar trap and goes back to the bottom. If you go to prison, there will be a lot of people you know, so wouldn’t you rather like it? If you go there, people will praise you for using knives like royalty! Ho-ho-ho!”

The man laughed at the sound of lively laughter.

******

While we were having sex, we heard rude laughter from outside. I was up for a challenge now, and the woman spread her legs at me with her blushing face. Even with her expressionless expression, she seemed to have a sense of shame. It was because I rolled up her skirt and put her legs wide open at me, turning her head and twitching her lips.

And, even though I was rubbing her genitals with her fingers and gently rolling her clitoris with her tongue, the maid just blushed slightly and did not show any reaction. She just stood still with her face hardened, as if she was different from the women I had embraced.

She felt as if she was caressing a soft statue rather than a person, and she wondered if she was dead. But her flesh was warm, and when I pushed my fingers into her, they tightened up and squeezed her juices out.

There was no further reaction. It was as if water flowed naturally when ice melted, and she seemed to be squirting secretions just for sex. Even when I put my hand deep into her body, only her waist moved in response to my movements, and she made no sound.

Sweat dripped from my brow, and my pride was hurt.

Is it really like this? Am I only good enough for this?

Really?

She, who had been as hard as a stone in her neck at my caresses, finally opened her mouth.

“Just… I will move.”

At that, I shook my head stronger. I couldn’t reach the climax with my poor technique, so I couldn’t stand the insulting words that told me to just pack it up and finish it. I am an incubus I was a devil born for sex, and all the women I’ve ever crushed under me have gone to heaven.

Not everyone is perfect. No matter how much training they received, no matter how much they rolled their bodies like rags, there was always one weakness that was weaker than others. I inserted my fingers into her vagina once again, very slowly and carefully, moving my fingers around her, biting her nipples.

“Under…”

I didn’t care about the maid’s sighs or the unpleasant expression that seemed to induce my impotence. Now, I wanted to definitely knock this woman down. Because I am an incubus My fingers ran all over her body. Her lips slapped her neck, brushed over her breasts, and sucked at her nipples.

He stroked her ear lobe, stuck his tongue in her ear, and licked her armpit. She turned her body around to lick her anus and ran her hand down her back to her waist.

“Now… Can I move?”

But she looked at me like it was nothing and said that.

I had to clench my teeth at the look on his face, where I felt the urge to not go to my hands. In my mind, I wanted to use my ability to turn my head inside out, but my pride wouldn’t allow it.

Shouldn’t the demon of sex depend only on ability? Even without the ability, you had to be able to defeat such a wooden woman in order to call yourself a real sex genius.

I ignored her request and moved her lips to her armpit once again.

She raised her arm even though she didn’t understand why I was reaching for her armpit. Unlike kissing her lightly, this time he took a deep breath and licked her armpit as if kissing her flesh.

“Ah… !”

Then, a strange moan escaped from her mouth, and she felt the walls of her vagina quiver.

Found.

Unlike me, who was drunk with satisfaction, the maid’s face was permeated with bewilderment and fear. The fear that stimulates the body with a strange pleasure that has never been felt before in life.

People are afraid of what they don’t know.

Because of that fear, you can’t go to heaven.

Today she was to reach heaven with me.

Fucking year.