In response, Mishael brushed his fingertips against the flesh on the inside of my thigh. Even the slightest touch from him made the place that was already drenched in pleasure from the sound, tremble.

The unrelenting pleasure that poured into my lower abdomen, drenched thighs, beneath the navel, and even the wet sensation of him teasing my n*pples that aroused faint pleasure…

“Misha… el, ah, stop, that…”

“It’s okay, Miss.”

Mishael raised his body, keeping his finger inside me, matching our eye levels. His finger delved deeper, probing the wall of my v*gina, while his other hand pressed down just beneath my cl*toris. Every time the finger entered the vaginal opening, the recoil caused the cl*toris to be squeezed. Thump, thump, thump, with each smack of Mishael’s palm against my groin, a lewd friction sound echoed from the drenched area.

“Ahhhh……”

The pleasurable sensation that sent shivers down my spine never stopped, and although I was hoping for even more pleasure, I felt like I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I crossed my legs. Little did I know that it would lead to a more intense experience, Mishael’s hand buried even deeper.

“St, hmng, ah! M-Mishael…”

“You don’t have to hold back, Miss.”

Mishael’s kiss immediately landed on the corner of my eye. And I tightly shut my eyes, afraid of the overwhelming uncontrollable rush of sensations. Even though the thick coating on his lips was clearly the love juices that flowed from inside me, I felt so hot that—all the way to the top of my head—that I couldn’t even think of avoiding it.

My fingertips and even the tips of my toes grew numb. The heat emanating from the engorged nub and the excitement from the swollen folds enveloped my entire body.

“Miss, ah, your reaction… It’s even more erotic than I imagined.”

F*ck, that’s turning me on.Even as more and more vulgar mingled with the words Mishael was spewing into my ear, I couldn’t even focus on them. His stroking increased rapidly, sending a vague shudder down my spine as my cl*t contracted under the constant pressure…….

“Ah, hmm, Mishael, there, st…!”

“It’s okay. Hold onto my hand, Miss.”

When I reflexively tried to pull my hips back, Mishael held me firmly in place by gripping my hips. In that moment, when I could no longer withstand it, it felt as if everything before my closed eyes was flashing white…

“Huh, ahnngg……!”

Finally, after being pushed off the intangible line, warm water gurgled and poured from my v*gina. Unable to bear the situation any longer, tears ended up rolling down my tightly closed eyes.

“Well done, Miss.”

“Ugh, this is…”

“You did well.”

Once again, Mishael’s lips met mine. After finally removing the hand that had been pressing down on me, he lightly patted my lower backside as if praising my performance. It created another wave of pleasure, and I could feel my v*gina throbbing again.

I couldn’t tell whether the tears welling in my eyes were from frustration or embarrassment. Is this what s*x was supposed to be like….? The pleasure and the feeling of exhaustion that followed just from having my p*ssy stimulated by Mishael’s hands and mouth were incredible. It seemed correct to say that what I felt was climax, but I was embarrassed that it happened during such an intense f*replay.

Still, I didn’t have the energy to resist and could only lie there, barely breathing…

“Well then, Miss.”

Before I knew it, Mishael was beneath me. With a sound of unbuckling pants, the imposing pillar sprung out eagerly.

Emerging from the off-white trousers of a novitiate’s robes, vibrant reddish c*ck stood er*ect upon Mishael’s fair-skinned, solid abdomen…

I couldn’t tear my gaze away from it for a while, enchanted by this unfamiliar sight.

“Ah, Miss…. Why does it look so cute that your p*ssy is swollen like that?”

Mishael was in a similar situation. He fixed his gaze on my slit and gently stroked it with his own shaft with a blissful face, murmuring softly. What had been hard to begin with grew even harder as he stroked me, oozing so much prec*m that the broad, swollen shaft, like a mushroom’s cap, was dripping with a thick, transparent liquid. As his back-and-forth motions spread the liquid evenly on his shaft, the pulsating veins became more prominent.

For a moment, I wondered if it hurt.

“Hopefully, this time it will be well lubricated….”

Mishael was pushing up each of my thighs. The legs, adorned with garters attached to the thighs, swayed in the air. Feeling embarrassed at the thought that I looked like an inverted frog in this position, I tightly closed my eyes and turned my head away.

“Why? You look beautiful.”

Mishael’s mildly playful voice filled the air, and he leaned his body closer. Chu, chu, then with a light kissing sound on both sides of the area between my legs, the plump flesh of his lips touched mine… It seemed like he was targeting my sensitive spot.

Just the contact of that hard tip on the opening of my v*gina was enough to create a sense of pressure.

“Hmm…!”

But unexpectedly, he slid his gl*ns gently along my cl*toris. The remaining pleasure of the org*sm she had was ignited, and the intense heat returned, causing her fully engorged cl*t to throb and twitch against the groove of his shaft.

They went back and forth like that a few more times, until her v*gina began to quiver with excitement.

“This time, it seems like your lower lips will swallow me well, Miss.”

As he said that, Mishael was… smiling more beautifully than ever. Beyond his slightly twisted eyes, his clear crimson irises shone with a dim flame of secular passion.

That filthy mouth, and that unbelievably pretty smile… Today, I just stared at him from a distance, unable to say anything, thinking that I’m seeing a lot of strange things about him today.

“Ah, ugh…!”

“Miss, you need to concentrate.”

Just as I think he’s about to put his thing on my v*gina, his gl*ns slipped inside. The narrow gap, which was so tight that it could clearly feel the presence of a few of his fingers, opened up as he entered, creating a feeling of pressure as if my pelvis was spreading apart.

It wasn’t as intense as before, but it was still a suffocating pain.

“Miss, look. Your lower mouth has swallowed my head, Miss.”

“……Hmm.”

“It’s much slipperier than before.”

Back then, it was so tight and stiff… Saying that, Mishael gently rubbed our junction with his fingertips. It felt as if the edge of my v*gina and l*bia instinctively twitched at his delicate gesture.

“Ahh!”

With the v*gina gaping open, the nub was protruding more outwardly without any effort. Pressing on that spot, Mishael pushed further inside me. Perhaps due to the release caused by his persistent teasing earlier or the throbbing sensation from the recent heat, his penetration felt smoother than before. Of course, since it was my second time, I might have gotten used to it, but still…

‘But it’s so difficult…!’

If you ask me if I’m okay, I am not. Where did all the lingering warmth from his persistent caresses go? Now, there was only a throbbing ache at the entrance that seemed like it couldn’t recover to its original state due to his pillar. I wonder if the pain from that had completely spread over my face. Mishael’s pupils, looking at me, began to blur.

“Miss, this… It seems that I’ve been corrupted.”

“M-Mishael…”

Even though I see you suffering like this… Instead of thinking about stopping, I can’t help but want to go deeper.”

“Ah, no…!”

Mishael, who had diverted my attention by talking to me, entered forcefully once again. Although his lower abdomen didn’t touch me completely, so it seems that it’s still not completely inside…

Startled by his sudden intrusion, I gasped and barely caught my breath. Even though he didn’t go in deep, it felt like my throat was being choked. I could feel my gaping v*gina throbbing helplessly from my earlier climax and the pain I’d just experienced. I couldn’t tell if the sensation I was experiencing right now was the excitement from being in contact with a c*ck that didn’t slackened at all, or if it was the danger signal that my swollen passage was already stretched as far as it should be.

So I groaned, as if stuck in a foreign substance, hoping that the situation would just go away somehow…

“Ah, Miss… I’ve come this far.”

Mishael pressed on my lower abdomen with a look of euphoria. Hmnng, I stifled a moan as my lower belly was pressed in and out. Maybe it was because his p*nis was slightly curved upward, but it created the illusion that my abdomen was bulging. It was right above the triangular patch of pubic hair in the same color as my hair. Considering how large Mishael’s thing was, it didn’t seem too difficult for it to go in that deep without being fully inserted.

“Ah, I pushed my c*ck so deep inside you… This can’t be a dream, right?”

“Tha… that dream…”

“Ever since you first gripped and stroked my c*ck, I have been dreaming of things like that every day… That’s the ‘erotic dream’ you were talking about, right, Miss?”

“Ah, Mishael…”

In an instant, I fell for the pitiful face that Mishael made again.

Yeah, no matter how much Mishael might be in pain, I was the one who had done him wrong by teaching a chaste novitiate how to m*sturbate. They say that what most men find so difficult to resist is s*xual desire, and I introduced him to that.

In the flower path to Princess Daniela’s throne in the ‘Wildflowers,’ what happened to Cardinal Mishael, who was her righteous mace…

Now that I think about it, perhaps it was a mistake from the start for me to raise Mishael with utmost care. Maybe that’s why Mishael, who didn’t feel much resentment towards the nobles of Lycius, didn’t feel any admiration for Princess Daniella?

As soon as I thought about it, I figured, there’s nothing I can do. I might as well enjoy myself while I corrupted him.