“To explain so as not to worry my lovely lover…… he’s Sonya’s obedient son of a b*tch, Eurene.”

“S-son of a, mmm, what?”

“He’s my wife’s lawyer. Seems he handles many other tasks for her as well.”

A secretive smile flashed in his purple eyes, seemingly enjoying some private humor. Meanwhile, his hand invading Eurene’s p*ssy was diligently moving. Eurene groaned, making purring sounds. Ahh! It felt too good. Wet, sloshing sounds rang loudly.

Van pulled down her thinly soaked, glistening drawers with his teeth and licked her drenched lower body with his tongue. When the soft flesh grazed her critically sensitive spot, Eurene nearly let out a long scream. He firmly held back her feet, which automatically tried to close, and began to taste Eurene in earnest, playing with his tongue. Tears welled in her eyes. It felt like her lower region was on fire. Her toes curled as if she needed to urinate. Looking down at her who had very quickly experienced a light climax, Van grinned.

“Feel good?”

His red lips, stained with female secretions, and the tongue licking them down were sufficiently sensual. He lowered his head again and kissed Eurene’s panting lips. Sweetly, like stealing honey from a blooming flower. At the same time, his excited c*ck pierced her.

Then he thrust strongly three times in succession.

Eurene’s body flapped like a fish skewered by an arrow. The shoe still on her dangling foot rattled dangerously. Van was looking down with deeply sunken eyes at Eurene’s grimacing face as his large c*ck tightly constricted her below. With each successive thrust, her eyebrows, open mouth, nose tip, and br*asts undulated.

Thump, thump, thump, finally she chirped at the rough lovemaking that had started with a sprint from the beginning.

“Ow, Van…… be gentle!”

“Ah. Understood.”

After readily agreeing, he withdrew his p*nis completely. Leaving just the tip in, he pulled out almost entirely before thrusting back in with a thump, all the way to the base. Eurene made a sound like she was about to pass out. Van expressionlessly raised her leg, with the red high heel half off and dangling, until it nearly touched her head, and entered her deeply. Slower, but correspondingly deeper. Short, loud nasal sounds burst forth. Like a knife cutting through mud, Van buried himself deep inside her and kissed her gasping lips. It was a deep and skilled kiss, as if to steal even her breath.

Eurene, who had been holding back until she was pushed to the edge of the sofa, finally seemed to suffocate and dodged here and there, shaking her head. While firmly holding her ankle and b*ttocks, Van persistently followed her escape attempts, giving small kisses. When he tried to eat her lips at the end, she sharply avoided it, and his mouth landed on the edge of her chin. His straight jawline moved greatly, looking uncomfortable. Eurene made a crying sound. It was because he bit her hard like a wolf, as if in retaliation. Holding her chin, which was brimming with tears, and fixing it straight ahead, Van spoke in a low voice.

“Eurene, you need to behave.”

“Hic! Van. It, it hurts. I’m saying it’s hard.”

“You can’t be tired already. We’re going to do even more.”

Eurene sniffled as the male deeply penetrated her. Her widely spread legs shook uncontrollably, and finally, her precariously hanging shoe fell off and rolled on the floor. Van’s large hand gathered her two legs together, holding them up and thrusting with a creaking sound. His hot, hard p*nis crashed in even more forcefully, as if to split her body.

A drop of sweat that had run down Van’s bridge of nose fell onto Eurene’s forehead as she moaned. After piston-thrusting like that for a while, as if punishing her b*ttocks, he released her legs and firmly gripped her b*ttocks and corset-constricted waist.

It became an uncomfortable position due to her leg that had fallen off the sofa, but he continued thrusting in that state. Eurene tremblingly scratched the leather sofa and instinctively crawled forward or sideways, but due to her firmly held waist, she had no choice but to endure the man’s rough back-and-forth movements. Even though her feet and both hands pitifully wandered the floor and surroundings, Van pulled her b*ttocks toward him to deepen their connection. Eventually, her limbs, limp and powerless, moved here and there according to his movements.

Van gently laid her down, who was almost half-exhausted from the intense pleasure and wild exercise, holding her like a doll. Then he kissed all over her face as if devouring it, while she had no strength left to respond, and ej*culated after thrusting in the missionary position. The force of his embrace made her feel like she would be crushed. Her v*gina was filled with the man’s hot seed. Eurene frowned as she felt the liquid leaking between their connected parts.

Today isn’t my birth control day. I used to be too lazy to keep track, but since becoming involved with Van, I’ve been uncharacteristically meticulous about calculating.

“Um, Van. I didn’t bring my birth control pills. Hmm, do you have extras?”

Van, who had his face buried in her sweaty chest, responded after a beat. He languidly explored her skin as if touching a bird that had flown into his arms.

“Is today your fertile day?”

“That’s what I’m saying! Van, please, the pills……”

Without answering, Van laid her on her side and embraced her. The narrow sofa was completely filled. His tight embrace wasn’t uncomfortable, but their still-connected parts were. He often liked to remain inside her during afterplay, saying he enjoyed staying within her. While kneading her br*asts warmly, he murmured.

“Do you really need to take that?”

“What? What do you mean?”

“Well, it’s not guaranteed to work anyway, and if it happens, it’s my child, so what’s the problem?”

Though delivered lightly like a joke, this time Eurene felt a chill run down her spine. She turned her head toward him in horror. Van was quietly staring at her with mysteriously shining violet eyes.

“Wh-what are you saying! That’s serious trouble! I’m an unmarried virgin!”

“Come on, you’re not a virgin. I’ve had you.”

“Oh geez. Van!”

“Alright, alright. If you’re so concerned, you could just marry me.”

“What? Ah, mmm……”

Somehow his hot hand firmly stroked her lower abdomen while the object inside expanded. Eurene’s eyes grew unfocused from the p*nis that moved as if subtly heating up. While staring intently at those eyes where pleasure was slowly reigniting, Van asked softly. His fingers traced below her navel, filled with his seed. Their waists moved sensuously like the oars of a sailing ship setting out to sea. Entangling, disheveling, mixing together.

“Haah. How is it? Hm? Huh, isn’t it good?”

“This is, ridiculous, ah! Ah!”

“Why, why is it ridiculous?”

“Van, hah! Van, you’re a married man…… Aah!”

“Kugh!”

Van pushed Eurene’s knees almost to her shoulders like a springing coil and began thrusting from above. He moved his hips passionately. Unusually for s*x outside the bedroom, he had thrown off his pants and was half-n*ked with just a white shirt on. His firm thighs showed protruding tendons with each insertion, and his b*ttocks, tightly packed with muscle, excavated the woman’s damp cave. Eurene shook uncontrollably and let out nasal sounds. Pleasure was growing like a snowball. Sweat drops that ran down his sharp jawline poured like rain onto her slapping br*asts. Just before reaching climax, Van suddenly pulled back and commanded in a low voice.

“Haah, lean on the backrest and turn around.”

With her chin trembling in disappointment at being stopped mid-ascent, Eurene obeyed the man whose eyes glowed red. Holding her shoulders, he positioned himself standing on the floor and entered her tightly again. Eurene sniffled at the sensation of being fully filled once more. Heaven and hell were alternating. Following his thrusts, her pink hair, which had been styled earlier, came completely undone and shook wildly along with her br*asts. To the whimpering Eurene, Van said in a hoarse voice while catching his rough breath.

“I’ll give you the pills later.”

“Ahh! Hah! Ah!”

“After I’ve done everything I want.”

Until this is completely filled and overflowing to the floor. Van squeezed Eurene’s waist with one arm and rapidly repeated his entry and withdrawal into her v*gina. For a while, only bestial rough moans and the raw noise of flesh colliding filled the room.

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