Imprint Of Count Wolf - Chapter 13
Lisa gazed at the Count with tears in her eyes, not having a clear understanding of what was happening to her body.
The Count quietly looked down at Lisa.
With her eyes clouded in tears, Lisa saw her pupils reflected vertically in his golden eyes.
“If the Duke of Aida was a smart man, I would have doubted you right now.”
“You are too much…” he grumbled.
Lisa asked back, her hearing had vanished at the remnants of the first pleasure she had experienced. She couldn’t hear him properly. But instead of telling her again, the Count stood up and took off his coat.
His body was as smooth and sculpted as a statue. Lisa, with an irrational sense, responded and hugged him over her body.
He wasn’t just a real nobleman that Lisa couldn’t look at, he was a man among men, whom a woman like her could not dare to hope for.
Just him touching my chest and rubbing my bare body choked me to tears and pleasure. My body, which was still trembling, became hot again. The inside river flew again like a dam that had broken inside, and her legs tickled with a strange but pleasant sensation.
The Count took off his pants .
Lisa exhaled a trembling breath.
Standing tall and strong, in front of her was his erect large p***s.
“Spread your legs again.” The Count ordered with his deep voice.
Lisa took a breath and spread her thighs as he guided her.
The Count’s rod pushed into Lisa’s groin. There was a cold, wet sound, and the l̲a̲b̲i̲a̲ and the inner thighs, which were slippery with love liquid, stuck to his hard thing as he teased her. The thick c̲*̲*̲k̲ was long enough to stimulate the back of Lisa’s perineum.
(ok I’m not sure how to explain what a perineum is. It is a medical term for the space between v̲u̲l̲v̲a̲ and your butt…but let’s just pretend this is super sexy. He is basically rubbing his d̲*̲*̲k̲ on her groin)
The Count, who pushed into her so tightly that his pubis pressed against her cli****s, wrapped her cheeks with both hands.
“Do you like how you’re feeling right now?.”
Lisa tightened her thighs with her cheeks dyed red.
The Count hurled up and down slowly as it was, while Lisa held her breath.
Even when I was stimulated by his hand, I can’t think of anything. But with his long, hard p***s, I felt like I was going crazy. He was sweeping away all the walls of my personality just to drown in this feeling.
As the Count reminded her, he nibbled on her left nipple. Lisa moaned lightly like a dying fish lying on the shore.
“Ha, uh, yeah, aang..”
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