“… … ”
Something adorned with the word last always makes people feel strange.
In fact, as she thought that this was Ferzen’s last night here, Laura felt a strong desire to get out of her bedroom and be with Ferzen.
“… … ”
But tonight, the right to be by his side belongs not to you, but to Yuriel.
Laura tugged at the innocent rabbit doll’s ear and quieted her frustration at not being able to target it.
‘… … Shall we go?’
As she was confined to the bedroom, she felt something suffocating, and Laura opened the door while holding the rabbit doll in her arms.
However, not long after walking down the hallway, Yuriel is seen leaving the dressing room alone.
If even the maids came to the dressing room without accompanying them, it was definitely… …
again.
Scattering her thoughts, Laura unwittingly opened the dressing room door, facing the ugly jealousy that raised her head from the corner of her heart.
Then, when the door of another small room inside——opened once again, underwear that matched Yuriel’s body shape and clothes for sleeping appeared in her eyes.
When I looked around my head, there were clearly traces of people coming and going.
“… … ”
The sun is still floating around outside the window.
Yuriel is already preparing for the night.
Shrek.
Slowly reaching out and grabbing the cover, I am stunned at what size it is.
The panties that were laid out seemed to come off as soon as they were put on.
Laura, who couldn’t even do her part, picked up the hollow-out panties, put her finger in it, and burst into laughter.
Anyone can see that this is not a use for accepting a man’s c*ck, without even omitting the process of taking it off.
Not only that, but also other clothes for sleeping, which were no less vulgar than this.
Even the worn-out prostitutes of the window will have a hard time digesting the things here.
‘… … huh.’
Why did Ferzen place Yuriel in the rear, it seemed to make sense now.
If such a l*wd bitch was at the forefront, wouldn’t the enemy’s morale rise further at the thought that it could be used as a loot?
It would be fortunate that she was born into a prestigious family called Alfred.
If she hadn’t been wearing dignity and dignity, it must have been difficult to hide her natural lasciviousness.
“… … ”
But no matter how much I criticize and reproach Yuriel inside.
The only thing returning was a terrible sense of defeat, so Laura left the dressing room and walked down the hallway.
again.
Then, suddenly, in front of Ferzen’s office, she stopped.
Then, without a second thought, he knocks and walks in.
However, as there was no one inside, as much as the knocking was insignificant, she looked at the scene of the quiet office and closed the door.
“… … ”
creak.
As I sat down on a large chair in front of the desk, the faint remnant of Ferzen’s reverberation passed through my nose.
The documents that have not been processed yet, the fountain pen lying next to it, and the seal of the Ruerg family.
In particular, the part where he held the fountain pen with his hand had his hand stagnant and the white color had faded a little.
Laura, who was tinkering with it, unconsciously had lustful thoughts and gently rolled up her skirt… …
“yes… … ”
He placed the tip of a round fountain pen over his white panties and rubbed it.
Since it was a fountain pen with his name engraved on it, it must have been a favorite item.
Using such objects to satisfy one’s own desires gave her an unparalleled sense of immorality.
At the same time, it satisfies his twisted desire for monopoly that he is engraving his own marks on the things of a man he likes.
“ah… … yes… … ”
Only about 5 minutes have passed, and a thin liquid of love that smells like a female is flowing out, dyeing the pure white panties naked, making it shine through her flaky p*ssy.
Soon after, Laura gently pushed her panties to the side, and carefully shoved a fountain pen into the center of her smooth p*ssy.
Along the way, I was hesitant by waving my slender hands, but that hesitation was only for a moment.
Chop!
Soon after, the fountain pen, which digs into the damp v*gina without any resistance, makes an ugly sound and slowly sways along the pinkish flesh.
How can a nib sticking out of a body swallowed up by a nib be so ridiculous.
There wasn’t a lot of shame that came rushing in, but Laura grabbed the tip of the pen with her finger and gently rubbed the inside of her v*gina.
“under… … eww… … ah… … ”
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Maybe his fingers are this thick?The inner flesh tightens the fountain pen, and she licks away Ferzen’s hand stains buried there with countless wrinkles.
slap!
slap… … !
As the resistance of shame faded over time, Laura placed her legs vulgarly on the armrests of the chair and poked her fountain pen more harshly.
Then, the thin liquid of love flowing down the body of the fountain pen drips onto the chair, engraving obscene stains very clearly.
“ugh… … flaw… … Yes… … !”
Shake!
As if pressing down on the bladder that was holding back urine, an exhilarating and creepy feeling of pleasure begins to flood the lower abdomen.
She must have reached her climax in just a little while, so Laura trembled with her legs and plunged the fountain pen deep into her nib.
click.
“∑!”
However, at that moment, the doorknob turned and the door suddenly opened, and Laura was confused and lowered her legs, which were still hanging on the armrests.
“… … ”
And Ferzen, who entered the room, was frozen in place without even closing the door, wondering what the sight he had seen before.
No matter how quickly Laura reacted, all she was given was a fleeting moment.
There was not enough time to hide the sight of the vulgar and l*wd masturbation with his fountain pen.
percussion.
Ferzen, who soon closed the door, took the time to tidy up his tie.
A young baby puts anything in his hand into his mouth and learns about the world through it.
So, a woman waking up to s*xual pleasure, masturbating with an object of a man she likes… …
I do not know.
Rather than comforting Laura with these words, it seemed more appropriate to pretend not to see it, so Ferzen took a step forward with a calm expression on her face.
Then Laura, who was sitting on the chair, bowed her face, reddened more than ever, and got up to the side and moved away.
“… … ”
The closer the distance, the more the smell of a female vibrates.
The stains on the chair are clearly visible signs of masturbation.
“… … ”
“… … ”
The long silence is awkward.
Why are you here, because it was difficult to even ask such a formal question.
Ferzen put the seal of the Ruerg family, which was the original purpose, into his arms.
I kept my gaze downwards to be considerate of Laura as much as possible, but… …
Juruk.
Rather, because of that, the strange love fluid that constantly flows down her white legs comes into her eyes.
“ah… … Oh no… … ”
Laura also noticed the lingering gaze of that gaze, so she unknowingly took a step backwards with meaningless denial.
Tuk!
But at that moment, it fell to the floor——a fountain pen stuck deep in her v*gina.
“… … ”
“… … ”
Deguru, the fountain pen rolling down the floor glistening with the liquid of love.
Should I pick it up or should I not.
While Ferzen was also pondering embarrassing thoughts, Laura burst out crying like a child.
“ugh… … ok… … !”
Isabel, no Laura, was not a woman who often sheds tears.
Even when he suffers from the eccentricity of the full moon several times and suffers from a sense of despair that he cannot escape from it.
In order to break the chain of curses, he did not cry even when he destroyed his family with his own hands.
There’s no need to explain how strong her self-esteem and how strong her ego is.
However, no matter how strong a woman may be, she could not stand the shame that came upon her in such a situation, and she burst into tears.
I showed the man I liked secretly masturbating with his favorite items… …
Is the fact that she bit her tongue and did not commit suicide on the spot, in a way, is a counter-evidence to showing that she is that strong of a woman?
“crime… … crime… … ugh… … Black! sin, sorry… … Whoa!”
Even the apples she was about to hand over were blocked by the mixed sobs and could not be completed.
The appearance of Laura, who was stuttering more than usual, was pathetic to say that it was pathetic.
“Like apologizing… … It’s not your fault. Laura.”
Ferzen thought it was wrong to flip it over, so he picked up his fountain pen, put it on the desk, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her tears.
Is it because the skin is so white?
The puffy eye area under the pale pink eyes and the red face all over make you think that you are like a rabbit.
“Laura.”
“ugh… … Black! Hmmm!”
Laura responded to her call by nodding her head weakly at the hiccups that came after she stopped crying.
“It’s not that I’m not ignorant, but I honestly don’t know how to deal with this.”
“Hib!”
“you… … Do you want me to quietly leave this room with this moment out of my mind?”
If not.
“Do you want me to be by your side now, as a man?”
“Hmm!”
“It’s okay if you don’t answer. Do not accept the silence as a choice for the former.”
Laura, still suffering from hiccups, shrugs her shoulders and shows hesitation at Ferzen’s words.
“… … ”
And in the end, her choice was silence.
However, even if the mouth was silent… …
cuckoo.
Her tiny hand, holding Ferzen’s collar, desperately wanted to be by her side.
Not a professor at the Academy, not Brutein’s second son, not Count Ruerg… …
Only as a man who can treat himself like a woman.