I Became the Wrong Race

240 – Lorian (2)

“Skirt… ? Why the skirt…”

Although the words were unlikely to be followed.

Lorian did as Llewellyn told him. She sat down and awkwardly lifted her skirt.

And as soon as she lifted her skirt, Llewellyn became convinced of my thoughts.

Lorian was wearing underwear. If you remember that he didn’t wear anything before because he didn’t feel the need to wear it, it’s a huge improvement, but now that he hides what he used to wear so openly, it feels strange.

She was strangely sexy.

Llewelyn swallowed her saliva as she felt her blood rushing to every spot of her lower body.

‘Lorian…’

So I glanced up and looked at Lorian’s expression her her her her. Confused and perplexed.

It was just Llewelyn doing what she told him.

Now, she didn’t know what the change was that had happened to her, and it felt like she was acting on vague instructions from Llewelyn.

As evidence, Lorian was blinking as if he didn’t know what was going to happen to him.

Her soaking wet underwear gave off the unique scent of love juice, and Llewelyn swallowed her saliva without realizing it while looking at Laurian’s vag*na.

Blood rushes to the lower body her her her her. There were many things she wanted to do, but Llewelyn managed to hold her own.

This is therapy. It is a medical practice. Actually, it wasn’t true, but I couldn’t let Lorian continue to suck blood while dripping with love juice.

But before that, the explanation should be sufficient. Llewelyn knew that, and so she took in the sight of Lorian’s vag*na through her underwear, something she had seen before.

“Underwear… Is it strange?”

Lorian speaks hesitantly. The hand holding the hem of her her skirt her her her twitches.

Llewellyn looked up blankly at Lorian.

“Because my period keeps flowing… She tried to block it with her underwear. If it feels weird, I’ll take it off…”

“No, no. “It’s cute.”

After speaking, I thought it was okay, but Lorian didn’t seem to care.

Rather, it was the opposite, so to speak. She pursed her lips at those words.

“Thank you.”

Then she awkwardly accepted the compliment. It was a sight that Llewellyn could not easily see.

Llewelyn remembered Lucilla repeatedly attacking her, saying, “Wouldn’t she be cute if she dressed like this?”

I quietly accepted the comment that Lorian was cute. That was strange enough, but there was something even worse.

“I think I’ve seen enough… Can I take it down? Because I’m embarrassed…”

The sound of breathing subsides because you are not sucking blood. His mouth was slightly purring while still holding on to her skirt.

Shrunken shoulders.

And the word shameful. Even as Llewellyn realized that Lorian had changed, she still looked at Lorian’s private parts of her.

Lorian, who went through menstruation and was the only one among his blood relatives to have a functioning organ, was at the mercy of that organ.

Both the shame and the acceptance of being called cute came from there. Although Llewelyn was confused, she steadily felt the blood rushing to her lower body.

There is something I want to do, but I hold back. Llewellyn shook her head.

Lorian’s eyes trembled slightly at that.

“What are you trying to do?”

Llewelyn took a deep breath and placed her index and middle fingers together.

“It’s painful there, isn’t it?”

“… “A little.”

“What exactly is it like?”

“Itchy, itchy, and anxious.”

Lorian answers faithfully. Llewelyn looked at her underwear, which was soaked and dripping with her love juice.

Definitely, that’s a lot. With that amount, insertion was already easy. If it were Isla or Lucilla or Melody, they would already be asking for it.

Lorian, who had no knowledge, didn’t even know how to solve it. So, he must have been subtly moving his her waist her her her to rub against Llewelyn’s her abdomen her her her and continuing to suck her her blood her her her her.

She felt it was Llewelyn’s responsibility her her her her. It was also true that he was in heat due to Llewellyn’s divinity and charm

So she must be relieved by Llewelyn. Even though Llewelyn was swayed by the heat from her lower body, she mistakenly thought it was her rational judgment.

“I’ll solve it.”

“Llewellyn… ?”

A puzzled voice. Even though it was Lorian’s body her, the question implied was how Llewelyn knew how to solve it.

Llewelyn nodded her head and elaborated.

“All women are like that.”

Lorian’s expression becomes blank. When Llewelyn saw Lorian’s expression, she couldn’t see the change in her expression because she was looking at Lorian’s vag*na.

The expression Lorian made at that moment was one of joy. A subtle change in facial expression that even he himself doesn’t know why it happens.

By the time Llewell Lin raised her head again, she had disappeared like a mirage.

“So, what should I do?”

Calmness returns to his voice her her her her. With some sense, Lorian raised his skirt her even further.

The abdomen her her she is naturally exposed. Abdominal muscles engraved with the letter 11 and pure white skin that feels smooth and transparent.

All the way to the lower abdomen, where the uterus is. It was enough stimulation to engrave Llewelyn’s agony her her her her.

Well, Llewelyn thought about it even when Lorian didn’t behave properly in the past.

It’s pretty trash.

Even though it’s trash, I couldn’t deny that it’s pretty.

Llewelyn let out her breath while feeling the heat in her lower body her growing without response.

“First of all… “Sit here.”

Llewellyn sat on the edge of her bed and lowered her legs to make room for Lorian to sit. When Lorian followed Llewelyn’s instructions and approached, she held out her hand.

And then he took off her underwear.

“A little bit of the butt… Yes, I’m good at it.”

“… It tickles more and feels strange…”

It’s not a thread, but like a waterfall going up against reason, the love juice drips thick and sticky.

The fluid that flowed from the crack got on Llewellyn’s hand her as her her underwear her was removed by Llewelyn’s her touch her her her.

It is viscous. So much that it feels sticky.

After thinking for a moment, Llewelyn looked at Laurie Ann’s her underwear her her, especially the part where her vag*nal opening her she would have touched.

It was wet with love juice and looked delicious. Llewellyn swallowed her saliva for a moment and rubbed her index and middle fingers against the underwear.

“Llewellyn… ?”

“I’m watching.”

So I spread her love juices onto her fingers. The liquid she was spreading between her fingers, almost filling the tips of her nails, had a very faint sour scent and something similar to a fishy smell.

A smell that is not unpleasant, but makes you instinctively know that it is a dirty smell.

A smell that drives men crazy. Llewelyn raised her finger, spreading her her love juices, as she realized that Lorian had truly become a murder weapon and a woman from her more-than-human race.

I saw sticky, wet fingers.

The last line where Llewelyn’s conscience could hold out, in fact even her conscience retreated, pushed by her her desires her her her.

Llewelyn placed her finger into Lorian’s gaping hole.

“What-“

“Would you like to drink more blood?”

Lorian’s shoulders shake. Lorian happened to have Llewelyn’s her neck her her at eye level.

Her unbeating heart seemed to be beating wildly. It seemed like it was going to jump out of her mouth.

So Lorian asked, hastily carving her teeth into the nape of Llewelyn’s her neck her her her her, as if trying to suppress her her her her racing heart her her her her.

Stinging and coming pain. The tip of her Llewelyn’s finger her her also dug into Lorian’s her her her.

Lorian closed her eyes and closed them even harder as he prepared to suck her her blood her into his her mouth her her her, licking the marks on her her teeth her her her.

Something is coming. Her thighs get bitten without her realizing it.

That attempt is suppressed by Llewelyn’s big, dependable hand

Her legs her her her don’t close. She flinched and her body her trembled, but Llewelyn paid no attention and was gently rubbing her vag*nal opening her with the tips of her index and middle fingers her.

That alone makes her back buckle. When Llewelyn’s thick forearm supported her trembling body, Lorian realized.

That he wouldn’t even be able to resist in Llewelyn’s hands.

It wasn’t a feeling of helplessness or despair that came with knowing that she couldn’t do anything.

It’s a feeling of satisfaction and excitement that I don’t know why. Lorian wrapped his arms around Llewelyn’s waist without understanding why. It was an action I did without realizing it, but the effect was clear.

Continue sucking blood. Consumed life is promoted through rebirth, and divinity is promoted through rebirth.

The fascination becomes stronger. The stronger fascination caused Lorian to become more excited.

There was a lot of love juice pouring out. A large amount of love juice that seemed to stain Llewelyn’s entire hand. The floor is dotted with love juice that flows out abundantly and continuously.

Llewellyn managed to regain her senses by looking at ‘her mouth-watering hole.’

It helped with the weakness and pain in her neck. Llewellyn rubbed her vag*nal opening.

The wet sound that she made every time she squished, squished, and rubbed revealed how hungry Lorian’s vag*na was.

A topic that has only recently been created, and before it was created, it was bare and there was nothing.

She was steadily hoping for a man, a penis. Her her hungry mouth her her was licking and licking Llewellyn’s finger as if it were a penis.

Naturally, Llewellyn’s penis was grating in his pants and clamoring to be let in, but Llewelyn did what she had to do.

The tip of her finger, which was rubbing against her sticky vag*na, changes its angle and moves around the axis.

Go inside. The gap that had been closed until now opens and mixes with the flowing love juice, making a sticky sound.

Adding to the tsk, tsk, sound was Lorian’s indescribable moan. A pleasant-looking sound mixed with a lot of nasal sounds. Llewelyn slowly pushed her index and middle fingers inside her, appeasing her urge to crush Laurie and make her cry.

‘It’s narrow. It’s winding… ‘It’s sticky.’

It’s not that love juice is sticky. The movements were sticky. The index and middle fingers were tangled and sticky as if they were trying to extract semen.

It was as if she had a will, which was surprising considering that Lorian was bound to be a virgin.

To the point where I began to think that becoming a ‘woman’ meant becoming an ‘ideal woman’. Llewelyn slowly pushed the ring down to the base of her finger, thinking about how dangerous it was.

The more it was put in, the more the screams disappeared, and there were only nasal sounds, moans, sweet breath, and the body of this blood knight, trembling but tightly pressed together and craving affection.

Llewellyn felt her breasts crushed beneath her chest. It’s not big, but it’s a decent size chest.

The texture is so soft that you can even feel it on her clothes. It is different from the voluptuous Isla or Lucilla or the thin but soft melody.

Lorian’s body her her was resilient. There were some solid corners, but it was basically elastic, so there was a sense of pushing her hand her her her her away her her her her.

I could feel it in the thighs I was holding. Llewellyn unconsciously kneaded her thighs, and she could feel Lorian’s sweet breath on the back of her neck as she moaned.

Just like that, her her Llewelyn’s fingers her touched her her womb her her her.

Her heart was beating loudly.

She felt like she couldn’t do it. I once again realize what it is that is at the tip of her Llewelyn’s fingertips.

This is the uterus. If Llewellyn’s penis, which has grown without context, is inserted into it and ejaculated.

Gulp, the sound of her swallowing her saliva is heard especially loudly. But Lorian couldn’t care less about that.

She was already distracted enough.

The taste of blood, which can be said to be the best taste in the world, and the uterus that craves semen due to the deep and soggy fascination of the body.

And Llewelyn’s fingers dig in and give her the intense pleasure.

Llewelyn slowly pulled out her finger while holding the trembling Laurie.

With hand techniques that I had become accustomed to without even realizing it.

“Ah.”

A long, long moan. A strong vocal voice mixed with a lot of nasal sounds that makes it clear to anyone that the climax has been reached.

It was a moan that felt lusty enough to paralyze Llewellyn’s mind even if it was only for a moment.

Lorian could have a voice like this, Llewelyn thought, but she felt a cackling movement in her pants.

It seemed like her instincts were screaming at her to crush this female.

Her finger just turns into a penis. Lorian will also be satisfied. Her instincts whispered, but Llewellyn desperately suppressed them and let out a long breath.

“I’ll move. “Keep drinking.”

“Ah, huh.”

“I don’t like it,” Gyo-seong continues. Lorian was unable to suck her blood and curled up with Llewelyn’s chest next to her.

Instead, she tried to close her thighs, but Llewelyn moved her fingers back and forth, pressing down on Lorian’s thighs.

Clap, clap, tsk, clap, tsk. In the successive sounds, a sweet yet feminine coquetry flows out, different from Lorian’s usual solemn voice.

A voice that drives even Llewelyn, who is already used to women, crazy. As if responding to such teaching, a part of Llewellyn was giggling in his pants and poking Lorian’s thigh.

“I told you to keep drinking.”

Even as Llewellyn said that, she did not stop moving her fingers. I had calculated that it would be convenient to finish absorbing her blood during this time and that there wouldn’t be any problems.

Once she started moving, she couldn’t stop. She made a wise decision not to include a penis.

If I had put it in, instead of sucking blood, I would have been raping her with the intention of impregnating her until the day was over and someone came to call me.

She laid obviously me down on the bed and said she could feel it going into my womb.

Also, he would have pressed his small body from behind and moved his waist several times, driving his penis all the way to the uterus and cumming.

Just imagining it makes your penis throbbing and leaking pre-cum.

Llewelyn ignored her instincts that seemed to be whispering as to why she shouldn’t, and continued to move her fingers back and forth, letting out her ragged breath.

Tap her her uterus her her with two fingers. Then she let out a cute and adorable scream, so Llewelyn spread her two fingers and moved her fingers in a swirling motion over her cervix her.

Then, as she started to moan and scream, Llewelyn flicked her cervix with her finger and pulled her curled finger out up to her vag*nal opening her her.

Then, a tide surged from her urethra along the scratched walls of her vag*na, causing Lorian’s thighs to twitch incessantly. When Lorian tilted her neck back with a cry and a curse, Llewelyn could see Lorian’s face her wet with tears.

A face so ruined that you can’t think of it as the usual solemn and pretty face. Llewelyn brought her lips closer and bit her lip before she could think of anything.

Blood comes out. I chewed to control myself, but I chewed too hard. Oops, if you do this.

Lorian’s eyes wander her, and his tear-soaked face wipes his lips hers. Her her overlapping lips her her her skim her Llewelyn’s lips her her as if possessed, her tongue her her her wanders her Llewelyn’s mouth her her her, and her mouth her her She spreads a humming sound into Llewelyn’s mouth her her, sucking the blood that burst from her lips her her. ﹥

Suddenly, her arm that was wrapped around Llewelyn’s waist she loosened, and Llewelyn held onto her arm in a movement that did not know whether to stop or accelerate her throbbing hand.

Hand movements that are half disruptive and half helpful. A restraint based solely on instinct and not a whit of reason. Even though Llewelyn felt it, she continued to caress Laurian’s arms, ignoring them.

Push shot, once again the bouncing tide gets your hands wet. Repeated climaxes were blurring Lorian’s eyes hers.

Even after meeting Llewelyn’s eyes her, Lorian’s eyes her her her she were half-hearted and her consciousness her her her her was fading.

Llewelyn closed her eyes, looking into those beautiful ruby-red eyes. Let’s accelerate her already fast hand movements to the limit.

Laurian’s eyes widen and he pulls away from her kissing lips her and lets out a moan.

Noisy. But I can’t help it. Her coming was so intense that her stormy climax was overtaking her.

Reason is torn apart. What remains is instinct. Lorian grits her teeth, throws her head back, and arches her body over and over again, panting as she orgasms countless times.

A climax at a level where it would not be strange for a human to collapse due to difficulty breathing. Llewelyn realized she was at her limit and pulled out her finger.

Her love juice she bursts out like water. Lorian shakes his legs and whole body with an ugly sound.

But she couldn’t help it. Because it will be late. Llewellyn climbed on top of Lorian, who was lying on her bed, and thrust her penis towards her her face her her her.

The penis, which had been suppressed to its limit, grunted, and Lorian gasped as she looked at it.

The moment she saw it, she opened her mouth without realizing it.

“Open your mouth.”

And Lorian was a good blood knight who was loyal and loyal.

No matter how irrational it may be, it was natural to absolutely obey its master’s words. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

“I’m cumming… !”

Llewellyn ejaculated.

It was a very long situation. Ejaculation without touching, just with visual stimulation and situations.

Her sticky semen spurted out, covering Lorian’s pale, beautiful face, his throat, his mouth, and his tongue.

As if that wasn’t enough, some of it stuck to her bangs, and some of it even wet Laurian’s forehead her.

Finally, when the ejaculation was over, Llewelyn looked at it and thought, “It sucks,” Rather than thinking that she had been fucked.

But even after I got excited, the feeling of being fucked remained. Llewelyn stiffened, holding the base of her penis.

Lorian swallowed the cum that filled her mouth.

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

A small mouth that swallows several times. My mouth, which had always swallowed and digested the blood of other living beings, received for the first time the semen of my master and lover, and I swallowed it as if I had been waiting for it all my life.

Llewelyn’s penis, which had been flaccid, gradually became stiff again. Llewelyn put her penis into Lorian’s mouth without realizing it.

Strangely, she didn’t worry about getting bitten. It was natural.

There was no way Lorian, a loyal blood knight, would harm his lord.

Instead, she bit her her master’s penis her her her, specifically the glans her her her, with semen sprinkled all over her face her her her her.

Then she sucked the remaining semen from the urethra as if she was sucking blood.

Her throat moved with a grunt, and Llewellyn let out a sweet breath as her waist her her sank in pleasure.

Finally, the penis, soaked with semen, left Lorian’s mouth her.

And on the contrary, Lorian’s mouth was left clean. There was no need to confirm that she had swallowed it all.

But, why? Llewellyn was staring blankly.

Lorian delivered the final blow that could destroy Llewelyn’s reason

She smiled and opened her mouth. As if asking for more.

Llewelyn opened and closed her mouth.

He wiped the semen from Lorian’s face her with his hand her and put it in Lorian’s her mouth her her her, covering himself with his her body her her her her.

“It’s your fault.”

It was exactly the same thought as Lorian.