Beast of the Frozen Night

He muttered softly to her defenseless face.
What kind of nerve does this woman have to sleep so calmly in front of a beast?

The Grand Duke sat down next to the wide sofa, staring intently at Anne’s tiny lips.
The woman who ate the same amount of food as bird feed was maybe eating in her dream, and her little pink lips kept tickling.

Perhaps because of the thickly raised lips or the curved body line that went up and down with every breath, the scene gave off a strangely bewitching atmosphere.
His upper lip got stiff at the lustful appearance.

The Grand Duke reached out his finger and gently stroked Anne’s lips with his thumb, causing her lower lip to open slightly in her sleep.
As he passed his index finger between them, her tongue moved as if it was a delicious snack.
Moist saliva wrapped around him, and each time his soft flesh slowly entangled, he wrinkled his brow as if in trouble.

“I didn’t come here for this, but I can’t help it.”

As he slowly lifted the inflated hem of her dress, her smooth legs that were hidden flinched at the cool air.
When he raised the hem of her skirt a little more, this time her exposed thighs rustled.
She bit his index finger as he swept up her smooth skin with the palm of his hand.

“If you keep doing this, I want to wake you up.”

The Grand Duke’s mouth widened languidly.
Laying facing Anne, he lowered the neckline of her dress.
The pink nipples that rose above the voluptuous breasts like a pure white hill were luscious.

The Grand Duke’s neck swayed loudly.
As if impatiently, he pressed his lips down on the soft flesh.
Her areolas were covered with his tongue and his saliva was smeared on them as he left, and the flesh gleamed with color.
Then he took a bite of her nipple and rolled it round and round with his tongue until it became plump.
In the meantime, he moved her waist and rubbed her breasts to the fullest.

The Grand Duke reached out to her secret place and gently stroked the gap.
His middle finger glided into the damp crack of wrinkled flesh.

The inside of the walls was too hot.
He gently swung his fingers in and out as he stirred the watery walls.
With a squeaky sound, his finger was wet with the slippery liquid, and he boldly pushed in another finger.

“Huuuhp….”

Watching Anne spit out her breath, the Grand Duke gently licked her earlobe.
With his thumb, he gently rubbed the thick, protruding clitoris.

The squeaking sound was loud, but perhaps feeling a warm energy, she let out a quiet, even breath.
One’s body’s reaction was honest.
The liquid that came out of the wet flesh was dripping down.

It must have been because he had been doing that for a month without a break, but her insides no longer refused him and were busy pouring out hot water.
As the slippery flesh greeted him, the Grand Duke whispered a praise in Anne’s rosy ear.

“Good job.”

The Grand Duke gently tucked Anne’s flowing hair behind her ear.

Two fingers pierced her narrow hole, and her lips were also being trampled on, yet the woman showed no sign of waking up.
Her eyelids only trembled, and she grabbed his lapels with both hands and clinged to them.

“Uhng… ung….”

In addition, his fingers that had been churning in her mouth came out and she babbled again.
She was an insensitive woman in many ways.

“My careless wife…  It’s really troubling.”

He didn’t expect the woman to be quite clever and pretend to fall asleep in front of a man.
While he was having fun, the thought of her being like this elsewhere made him feel dirty.

He pushed his envious fingertips into the depths of the inner wall at once.
Then, he stimulated the moist flesh, and stirred the inner wall vigorously.
Every time his fingers swung in and out, the liquid splattered in all directions.

“Huuuhhpp….”

As if from a terrifying nightmare, Anne slams her face into his chest.
Her body twitched and trembled, and her trembling wrists creased his collar more tightly.

“Shh….”

He gently wiped Anne’s back as if to comfort the ragged and irregular breathing sounds, pulling her closer to his arms.
He hugged her voluptuous breasts enough to crush her with his tight muscles, and slowly craved her secret flesh.

But there was one problem.
He felt a pain in his lower body as if he was about to burst at the touch of her fingers.

Even now, he was about to press down on the woman and insert his thing, but if he did, the woman would almost wake up.
In his thoughts, whether she wakes up or not, he would want to put his cock in her narrow hole, but then he won’t be able to see this defenseless face, so it’s a pity in its own way.

Suddenly he imagined how she would react if she woke up.