Meanwhile, Mishael put one hand behind me, untied the ribbon around my waist, and then stripped off my dress underneath.

All that was left was a thin chemise dress soaked in his saliva, and white stockings that reached mid-thigh. Of course, I had underwear underneath, but… Perhaps because of the thought that I only have such a thin piece of clothing that didn’t do much of anything, I covered my face with both hands, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

Although thoughts of Mishael’s thing kept coming up, it was disappointing that it ended too quickly…! It wasn’t my intention to end up doing this again, absolutely not!

At that moment, a rustling sound could be heard. Peeking through the gaps between my fingers, I saw Mishael throwing his off-white jacket far away. Compared to how he placed my dress neatly on the nightstand, it was quite a rough treatment.

After that, he took off his shirt, revealing a side of Mishael I had never seen before…

‘Wow, what is this…?’

Actually, I had never really thought about Mishael’s n*ked body before. I had seen his p*nis a few times, but for some reason, I never thought about him this way. Was it because I never imagined a day like this, where we would be tangled up with each other, completely n*ked? Or perhaps it was because the image of a scrawny, underdeveloped child, who hadn’t had enough to eat when he was young, was too strong in my mind.

However…

“Wow, Mishael…”

Under the soft lighting, I unintentionally sighed at his robust physique. His body, revealed under the faint light, was like a masterpiece of a sculptor who had mastered the art of human proportion and physical beauty. The right amount of muscles covered his arms, chest, and abdomen, giving off a vibrant energy without hindering the clothing’s fit.

“You’ve been working out hard, haven’t you…?”

“Ah…”

Smiling vaguely, Mishael just bent down and laid himself on top of me. It seemed like he was trying to escape, embarrassed that I was thoroughly examining his body.

Even though he was corrupted because of me, I wondered where his true nature of a sweet, kind-hearted gentleman gone…?

“I knew you would like it after all…….”

After whispering that, Mishael immediately swallowed my lips.

“Mmm, um….”

It started suddenly, but the kiss was gentle. Where on earth did he learn this…? The sequence of events, where he held my lips, cautiously exploring my mouth with his tongue, gently touching every corner, as if imitating the pattern of the roof of my mouth, and then carefully tracing along the edge as if examining the structure of my mouth, followed as smoothly as flowing water. And afterward, as if soothing my tongue, he gently tapped and entwined it with his, and then traced it delicately with the tip of his tongue along the ridge, as if mimicking the pattern of my palate, before gently exploring my gums.

The movement of his tongue, brushing and teasing the delicate flesh inside my mouth, was so gentle that I involuntarily yearned for a stronger stimulation. A tingling sensation tickled below my heart and navel.

Meanwhile, his hand briefly caressed my chest, then flowed down my waist, and it seemed like he was pulling up my chemise…

“Ah, huh…!”

His hand dug into my underwear.

“Ah, Miss…. Miss, your lips are so delicious, I can’t… I can’t wait.”

“Ah, Mi, Mishael… Huuuh!”

With those words, Mishael went down under me, roughly pulling down my underwear and burying his mouth in my v*gina.

“Hmm, there…! Huuuh!”

There was no reply. Mishael licked his tongue in long sweeping strokes from my vaginal opening to my cl*toris, carefully coating each fold of my l*bia with his own saliva. The room filled with the sound of his wet licks, creating the only noise in the air: sloshing, slurping, sliding against the mucous membranes.

Since Mishael bit and nibbled on my chest earlier, I had been anticipating the feeling of his saliva mixing with my wetness. Feeling embarrassed, I tensed my legs together and choked back a sob as I covered his head.

“Just, huh, can you just… put it in…”

“No.”

Mishael decisively spread my thighs apart. With a shuffling sound, my underwear, caught between my legs, was ripped in half and flew away in his hands.

“Because you seemed to be in pain earlier, Miss.”

Then, as if to comfort the place that hurt, he started licking my l*bia, one side at a time. I could feel every inch of my skin down there twitching under the soft teasing of his tongue.

“And… because I want to go deeper.”

Just as his words echoed from below…

“Ah! Huh! Aahng!”

He spread the flesh of my v*gina with both hands and started desperately licking the sensitive area as if he was pressing on it. It was an obsessive tongue play, driven solely by my arousal.

“Um, well, I did… kind of… do that, ugh!”

…It wasn’t a lie. Since I was solely focused on treating Mishael in the prayer room at the Grand Temple, I just impulsively inserted it all at once. For me, it was better to have his swollen c*ck in a hidden place that no one could see than to have pain in my arms or mouth.

So is Mishael saying these things to make it easier for me to take his thing inside me?

Well… I tried my best to pretend it wasn’t the case, but it was clear that I was in pain. Since Mishael was so sweet and gentle, he seemed to be bothered by that.

As I was interpreting Misha’s intentions, before I knew it, one of his fingers slipped into my v*gina.

“Mmm…!”

His lips and tongue nibbled at my swollen cl*t, and his other hand started to stimulate my hole with his finger.

“Ah, um, huuh, huh, ah…!”

Every time Mishael sucked on that nub, my throat made a squelching sound, and the dry saliva dripped down my throat. The tingling sensation traveled through my perineum, to my c*nt, to the soles of my feet, and back to my toes…….It felt like the intense stimulation was staining my veins with heat. There was nothing else I could do but throw my head back and jerk my legs in response to the overwhelming stimulation. If I didn’t rub my toes against the hem of the blanket to release the heat, I felt like my entire lower body would keep twitching in ways that are out of my control.

“M-Mishael…!”

Feeling anxious that the heat might burst from my lower body, I tried pushing Mishael’s head away with my fingertips, but it was useless. Even squeezing my legs together was ineffective.

Mishael, unaffected by my feeble gestures, instead used his free hand to run a tickling hand along my collarbone and up my thigh, pressing down firmly before continuing. Slurp, slurp, there were sounds of sensitive flesh being sucked, squelch, squelch. All I could hear was the soft sound of fingers, which had already grown to three, piercing the walls of my v*gina.

“Uh, huh, hmmm…!”

I struggled to contain my moans, pressing my palm against one side of my mouth, barely swallowing the gasping breaths that came from my throat. With each suck, a mountain of heat built up, causing my waist to arch involuntarily. Afraid that if I let it be, it would spill out in an explosive manner, I desperately tried to distract myself with other thoughts, not focusing on the pleasure.

For instance, just what was Father thinking when he created this situation…?

“Aah, Miss…”

“Ahhng…!”

I wonder if he realized I wasn’t paying attention. Mishael nipped lightly at my sensitive flesh. The ensuing pain brought another surge of pleasure, causing my legs to tremble uncontrollably. Finally, Mishael raised his teeth and gnawed at the outer skin of my cl*toris. The sharp pain was soon followed by a burning sensation that made me gasp for air.

“Hmph, Mi… shael…!”

Mishael paid no attention and continued to tease my cl*t with his fingers, stopping momentarily to gaze fixedly at my swollen mound. His heated gaze alone felt like it could melt me away, making my inner walls throb.

“Here, it’s all red and swollen, just like the inside of your p*ssy…….”

“That, that’s enough…!”

Adding to my embarrassment, I felt like I was going to die from the heat. On my face, and below…

“Why is the flesh on the inside of your thigh so white, but right on the inside it’s so red?”

“Hmm, stop, that…!”

His hot breath tickled my damp pubic hair. As the roots trembled, the vaginal opening biting his finger started to itch again.

“The inside of your lower lip is as bright red as your mouth, it seems to welcome me even more.”

“Mishael, this is… that, no, it doesn’t seem…”

“Not true. I told you, it’s supposed to be like this. Don’t you trust me, Miss…?”

‘It’s okay, Mishael. This… It’s supposed to be like this, okay? Don’t you trust me?’

As Mishael repeated the words I used to soothe him, seemingly pointing out that the only reason he was like this was because I’d gone out of my way to make him aware of his lust.

Unable to retort any longer, caught up in contemplating my responsibility for this, Mishael continued sucking me underneath.

“Ah, Miss…”

Squelch.

“Really… really sweet.”

Gulp.

“Ah, the water keeps dripping.”

“Ugh, stop it…!”

“Even though I’m blocking it like this, it’s so adorable how your lower lip keeps quivering and drooling.”

It was becoming difficult for me to keep my composure as Mishael’s obscene talk continued. In the meantime, he persistently sucked on my earlobe, licking it layer by layer, as if trying to wake up the cells beneath my waist…

Every time my pelvis involuntarily thrust forward, the front of my soaked negligee would graze slightly against my once outlined n*pples half a beat later, adding a subtle pleasure, over and over again. But I couldn’t bring myself to take off my clothes… With that sluggish pleasure, somehow my body began to twist uncontrollably.

“Ahhng…”