In fact, Sa Heon-young was embarrassed. He was big and she was small. It is not known whether the size of manhood is in lieu to the body, but Sa Heon-yeong's own pillar was as huge as his body.

It was a bit embarrassing for a man like him to make such a gigantic thing bigger and then to push and hurt her before she was fully loosened, and even to make her endure it. He didn't want to be like the flirt who wouldn't bleed even a virgin, but he wanted to be a man who pleases.

"The wife was so beautiful and I felt sorry. ......It's a cowardly excuse."

"...... ?"

The woman didn't seem to understand what Sa Heon-yeong meant. Sa Heon-yeong scratched his head. That was when he tried to make excuses again. The woman's hand touched his cheek.

"I remember you."

The woman's voice was hoarse.

"When we first met, you were wearing black. right? Even then, I thought your eyes were very strange and pretty."

At that time, the only part of the body that Sa Heon-young was exposed to was his eyes. And Sa Heon-young's eyes are black. It wasn't green or blue, it was just plain black, but the woman recognized who he was.

When Sa Heon-young opened his eyes wide, the woman smiled.

"Right. That's when we first met. Is that right, Mr. Goblin?"

The woman smiled as if she was happy to meet him. Sa Heon-young groaned lightly. A piece of the woman's smile began to strain on his manhood. He was really crazy. He opened his mouth.

"It's Sa Heon-young."

"Huh?"

"It's my name."

"Mr. Sa Heon-young?"

Sa Heon-young has never been called 'Mister'. It is natural. If anyone were to call the imperial family like that, it's a death sentence. What kind of person would do such a thing? Unless she's a woman who lives locked up in the mountains and doesn't know what an emperor is.

Crazy, really.

'Mr. Sa Heon-yeong.' That word dried up his throat.

Ah. The woman moaned. The only thing that had calmed down a bit has swelled up inside her again.

"It won't hurt, I'll do it."

As Sa Heon-young whispered, the woman tilted her head. It seemed to be the habit of this woman. Then the woman opened her little mouth and stuck out her tongue, just a little bit. Like she wanted to do it like before.

Sa Heon-young completely swallowed her mouth. No matter how much he sucked the woman's saliva, his thirst only increased but did not disappear. Quenching his thirst, he rubbed and pushed the woman's favorite places with his tongue. Each time, the insides covering his own body twitched and tightened.

"Cute."

Sa Heon-young, whispered. The woman with weird eyes. The woman looked up at him with her hazy eyes. A faint red color spread across her cheeks. She smiled a little excitedly. Her lips were wet from the previous contact.

"So cute. Here too."

Sa Heon-yeong rubbed his forehead against her forehead, and he grabbed her chest. He put her nipples between his fingers and rubbed them together.

From the tip of her head, flutter, fluttering, sparks. The woman groaned, hah, hah and moved her body as he shook her chest. Then the manhood in her stomach grew bigger and filled her stomach tightly. The feeling of what was going on in her stomach was scary, but it felt good.

She lifted her body and rubbed her cheek against Sa Heon-yeong's cheek, and kissed him on the cheek. As she lowered her hand and touched his wound, he groaned and moaned and began to move his body.

"I, really, like, you."

Sa Heon-young murmured. There was a sense of embarrassment in his voice. The woman looked up at his face.

The smile on his faintly smiling face with his eyes closed was so pleasing to the eye that she lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his waist and pulled him closer. Ah. The moment he gasped, she moaned and swallowed him. The inside was hot. It seemed to melt. She was out of her mind.

Slap, slap, the man shoves himself inside her. It wasn't as painful as before. Every time the man rushed in, the woman clamped him down with her legs and drove him more. More, to the inside. More, she wanted to get mixed up. Flutter, flutter, the sparks that were bouncing in her head suddenly turned into lava and exploded.

Hwaaaa! The woman reached the climax. She squeezed Sa Heon-yeong's inside like a flower that eats insects. She squeezed the seeds with all her body. Sa Heon-young did not refuse. He poured what he had been holding onto the innermost part of the woman. It was a situation so intense that it made the illusion that it even leaked out of his brain.

At some point, the tightness in the inside was loosened. Sa Heon-yeong raised his body slightly and checked the woman's face. The woman fell into a faint sleep with her mouth slightly open.

She must have been tired.

Sa Heon-yeong clicked his tongue and kissed the woman's forehead. The problem is that his bottom still hasn't calmed down. Contemplating what to do, he slowly pulled out. And he began putting his hand around to rub it on the woman's face.

He was thinking of washing her up anyway. So just a little bit.

As soon as he thought about defiling the woman's innocent face of the woman, a sense of climax came to him. Even after finishing several times, there was still a lot of heaviness.

A white liquid was sprayed onto the woman's face. Uhh. Sa Heonyeong bit his lower lip and shook his waist. He sprayed liquid on the woman's face, lips, neck, and chest. Truly, it was spectacular.