Count’s Syrup - Chapter 6
My heart was beating hard in my ear when I leaned my face over his rather soft chest.
“Ha ha ha… It felt so… good. But now, we have to see the end of what we started, right?”
After leaning against him for a moment, she got up and sat on him again. The Count was still sleeping. Sofia stared at his sleepy face, unaware of anything, and pressed the large, dark red flesh pillar to her vaginal opening.
“From now on, I’m going to eat the Count, are you okay?”
Sophia, who was taking her time and tried to swallow by putting the tip of the glans on the vaginal opening, let out a small scream in pain that felt like her flesh would be ripped apart.
“Ah, ooh, ooh! Apa…”
Even though it was wet enough, it was still difficult to accept the count’s genitals. She was scared.
I pulled out the glans I had put into the vagina and pulled my body back. A small amount of red liquid adhered to the tip of the penis. The pain was more than I thought. Even though only the front part went in, I took it out because it hurt. Can I swallow all of that? The pain brought Sophia back to her senses for a moment. Sophia, who was contemplating whether or not to add the Count’s penis in front of her, suddenly saw the Count’s face. Seeing his face reminded her of the face that used to laugh at herself in the afternoon. Overcome the pain with anger, Sophia again thrust his penis into the vaginal opening. Then, little by little, he began to push inside.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ah… whoa, whoop, whoop, ah, whoop!”
Sophia struggled with pain and tried to swallow the count’s penis. The dark red flesh seemed to pierce the inside like a sword and tore through the flesh. Sophia twisted her back and gnashed her teeth to try to endure it.
Sweat dripped from his forehead and trickled down the count’s abdomen. Despite hard work, there was still half left. The moment I took a breather to get used to it, the Count reflexively slumped against the pressure on the inner wall. Surprised, Sophia immediately sat down and the genitals stuck underneath mercilessly pierced the inside and penetrated all the way.
The sudden surge of pain made her feel dizzy. Sophia, who was about to scream out loud, managed to cover her mouth with her hands. Having reached the tip of the root, it spreads and presses the inside of the vagina to the limit.
The contact area was hot as if it had been burned. Sophia, whose body had been pierced, was frozen for a while, unable to breathe properly. She felt a lukewarm liquid between the junctions, so when she lowered her head, red blood was tangled between the clear liquids.
I didn’t know if it was because I had been pierced forcibly or because I had no experience. However, it could be seen that the joints soaked in love juice and blood gently wrapped around the densely scraped flesh. Feeling a bit relieved, Sophia placed her hand on the count’s stomach.
I took out what was inside, and when I lowered my back again, the big thing kicked back into the place where I had made the road. It tightly hit the end of the threaded vagina as if it would pierce the inner wall, and Sophia’s legs trembled. The count’s body also shook his waist as if responding to her.