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Returning to the tent late at night after finishing his work, Kashan silently watched Seria as she slept soundly on the bed.

“A noble lady from such a respected family… how did she end up like this?”

He murmured softly as he approached and sat down beside her. Seria, deep in sleep, was unaware of Kashan’s presence.

The reason for her situation was obvious – there wasn’t much to think about. It was as clear as day.

Kashan reached out and gently cupped Seria’s chest. Her br*asts, slightly swollen from not having been milked for some time, felt firm under his touch. As he applied pressure, milk began to flow from her n*pple, as if it had been waiting for this moment.

Without hesitation, Kashan bent down and licked the milk that had begun to drip.

“Mmh…”

A soft moan escaped Seria’s lips as she stirred in her sleep. But Kashan didn’t stop. Instead, he grew bolder, nibbling hard at the soft, plump flesh of her br*asts. Red marks were left on her pale skin as he continued.

He squeezed her br*ast hard from underneath, causing a stream of milky-white liquid to squirt out. It seemed that quite a lot of milk had accumulated over the past few days.

As he sucked hard on her n*pple, the sweet milk flowed into his mouth. Kashan gripped her full br*ast tightly and nursed like a child.

His hard teeth nibbled gently at the soft *reola, teasing the n*pple. This caused Seria, who was still asleep, to raise her eyebrows slightly.

“Huh… …”

She shifted slightly, as if uncomfortable. In response, Kashan sucked harder at her br*ast, making lewd, slurping noises. It was almost as if he was deliberately trying to wake her.

The other hand moved boldly between her legs. The wooden stick, which had been inserted earlier under the pretext of treating the discharge, remained firmly lodged at the entrance to her v*gina.

He might have expected it to be removed eventually, but she seemed to have lived with it all this time.

“Is she naive or just stupid?”

Kashan muttered, laughing softly. Then he pulled the wooden stick out of his v*gina.

“Ugh… … !”

Her hole, which had been biting the stick all the time, was throbbing and gushing clear fluid. The wet, crimson v*gina looked so tempting that he wanted to stick his d*ck in it right away.

Even Kashan’s face, which rarely showed much expression, had a faint trace of excitement. With slightly unfocused eyes, he carefully pulled down the cloth around his waist.

A dark, swollen piece of flesh was revealed, as if it had been waiting for this. His p*nis, bobbing slightly in the air, was much larger and thicker than the wooden stick Seria had held in her v*gina.

It was much thicker than Seria’s forearm. Kashan quietly took the base of his p*nis and placed it between Seria’s legs.

The dark head of his p*nis slapped against her pale, plump folds with a sharp smack.

“Huh, hmph…….”

Seria moaned softly in discomfort and shifted restlessly, though she remained deeply asleep. Kashan’s large p*nis pressed against the opening of her p*ssy, sliding in a firm, sausage-like shape into the crease between her folds.

The warm, slick surface of his p*nis brushed against the delicate inner walls, causing Seria to shiver slightly in her sleep.

“Ahh… mm, ugh, it tickles…”

She reached between her legs, mumbling incoherently. The fist-sized head moved in and out of the narrow opening, alternately pressing against the entrance and gliding towards the sensitive cl*t.

The swollen cl*t was relentlessly pressed and ground against the rigid p*nis. More fluid gushed from the opening, dripping freely.

“Should I put it in or not?”

Kashan murmured, biting down hard on the soft flesh in his mouth. He had never intended to continue with the penetration, but he pretended to think about it. All he wanted was to tease Seria, who was fast asleep and completely unaware of what he was doing.

Seria’s skin felt soft and supple under his fingertips, a texture unfamiliar and unlike anything he had ever touched before.

The smooth, delicate skin enveloped his grotesque-looking sh*ft. With every movement of Kashan’s hips, it felt as if the soft surface was gently massaging the uneven texture. The sensation was both ticklish and unfamiliar, even to Kashan.

Despite the rough friction of his sh*ft against the inside of her thighs and the hill of her intimacy, Seria remained sound asleep. Emboldened by her lack of response, Kashan’s movements became increasingly aggressive.

As he moved, her full, swollen br*asts bounced up and down with each movement. Milky fluid dripped steadily from her raspberry-like n*pples. Kashan leaned forward and took her br*ast in his mouth again, sucking eagerly as his hips moved with even greater intensity.

The already large p*nis grew even larger, its girth increasing. Pearly beads of fluid began to form at the tip, while the veins along his p*nis became more pronounced than before.

At that moment, overcome by an intense urge to release, Kashan furrowed his brow and prepared to climax over Seria’s body.

“Ahhh…….”

At that moment, Seria, who had been sleeping soundly, rubbed her eyes groggily and woke up with a dazed expression. A brief flash of surprise crossed Kashan’s face. But he did not stop what he was doing. His flushed golden eyes shone with a sharp, intense light.

Thick, sticky fluid began to drip onto her pale, flat stomach. Kashan’s expression suggested that he was almost eager to see how the innocent and naive Seria would react to the scene before her.

“Mm… what’s this…?”

Seria was still groggy, unable to fully gather her senses. She rubbed her eyes repeatedly and yawned.

“Are you awake now?”

Kashan finally asked, his tone impatient, as if urging her to come to her senses.

Only then did Seria’s eyes begin to focus. She looked up at Kashan, who was straddling her, and tilted her head innocently, as if confused and unaware of the situation.

“What are you doing…?”

“Oh, you were leaking milk while you were sleeping.”

Kashan replied smoothly, without hesitation, as if it were the most natural explanation. In truth, he didn’t think he was entirely wrong.

At the mention of ‘milk’, Seria sat up groggy, her movements unsteady. She lowered her eyes to inspect her own br*ast, trying to understand what he was talking about.

Her gaze immediately landed on the limp, dark flesh dangling between Kashan’s muscular thighs and the strange marks splattered across her belly. For a long moment, Seria just sat there, blinking in confusion, unable to grasp the situation at once.

Although Seria had never received any formal training in such matters, she was not so naive as to be unfamiliar with a man’s anatomy. As she stared at the dark, swinging p*nis, her already large eyes widened even further, her expression twisting in a mixture of shock and disgust.

“Th-that’s… disgusting…! Ahhh!”

It wasn’t the strange liquid in her stomach that was important to her at that moment, but the horrible sight in front of her. For the first time in her life, she was facing a man’s anatomy, and she couldn’t hold back a visceral scream of disgust.