Imprint Of Count Wolf - Chapter 14
Chapter 14
“Ah, ah, ang! Ah! Haang!”
Lisa ascended as if she was caught in a wave. Slowly and gently sweeping Lisa’s private part. Then his stimulating movements became more violent at some point. Lisa tried to keep her thighs spread apart, but it didn’t work out at all because her strength left her body. She strutted her limbs and tried to hug the Count with her whole body for support.
The Count put his arm under her knee and forced it wide open. The thick glans pawed at the protruding cli****s and the opening of her p̲u̲s̲s̲y̲ relentlessly.
“Huh, huh, ah, ha-huh!”
Then, the Count lifted Lisa’s a̲s̲s̲ up.
She already was dripping wet and finally, as she couldn’t get any more wet, he pushed the c̲*̲*̲k̲ into the hole where it was dripping with love liquid. “Ah, ah!”
Lisa opened her eyes wide, when a tearing pain suddenly ran through her lower body.
The Count seized her before she struggled, and pinned her down to the bed. Lisa gasped and her breath got excitingly fast, mixed with pain and some anticipation. It hurt, but there was a strange feeling of satisfaction. She barely swallowed what he had been trying to make her eat, while being rubbed and stabbed in her insides. The Count, then wiped Lisa’s forehead wet with sweat. Lisa’s heart trembled at his unprecedented, friendly movement, while the rest of him tore through her body.
And finally after much effort, he was completely inside her, balls deep. (oof!)
“Ahhh–!”
Lisa screamed. The Count’s d̲*̲*̲k̲ was huge, and the empty space in Lisa’s body was very narrow, so in order for the two bodies to merge into one, there was no choice but to forcefully widen the hole.
“Shh. Calm down. It’s okay.” The Count tried to comfort her somewhat.
“Huh, huh, huh huh” ..
“Don’t be nervous. I won’t move.” The Count stood still, covering the crying Lisa’s cheeks with both hands. Lisa gasped and cried. It seemed that the inside of her body was filled with a stick that was pushed in when there was no space for it. In the midst of that, the entrance that was wide open was trembling with a sense of not knowing whether it was joy or anxiety.
Her flower grabbed the Count’s rod tightly.
“Woo.”
The Count exhaled a feverish sigh with the sense of her cherry tightening and sucking him in. Meanwhile, Lisa clung to him like a drowning child.
s̲m̲u̲t̲ OVER. Turns out they don’t tell us if he came or not oof!! *exasperation*
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