Chapter 349 – #76_The Witch’s Sensuality Novel (2)
#347
One.
Count Lucy, who finished her busy work, headed for the dining room with exciting steps.
Dinner with my beloved Diana today.
For Diana, who hasn’t been in a good mood lately, I told the cook to prepare her special meal.
Pheasant meat, which Diana prefers to her lamb.
It is also a dish made with gibier (game meat) that was hunted with a crossbow until this morning.
This kind of game meat was highly valued as a gourmet food in that it had a stronger meat aroma than farmed meat and enjoyed a wild flavor.
“My daughter, how are you today?”
A feast of gourmet food served on the table.
The Count was startled when he saw the expression of Diana who appeared on the other side.
It was because Diana’s complexion was very dark, as if there were dark clouds.
“Daughter? Are you okay?”
“…….”
The Count asked anxiously, but Diana raised her gaze and looked down again, but she did not respond properly.
Surprised, Lucy asked again.
“Diana, what happened?”
“No, nothing happened.”
No matter how you look at it, it looks like something is going on.
But even when the Count asked anxiously, Diana spat it out in her raspy voice, wrapped a napkin around her neck and held her silver knife in her hand.
“Today is our Diana’s favorite pheasant dish! Now that you’re a mother, will my daughter eat a lot?”
“Yes, Thanks. Mom.”
I deliberately made a fuss with a slightly exaggerated voice, but the reaction that came back was not good.
The way he roughly cut the knife or chewed the pheasant meat dipped with a fork was tasteless, as if he had cooked pieces of rubber.
Is it the second rebellion?
She said years ago she told Diana that she had never been like this even when her puberty came.
Since then, she has had her own bath and separate room, which she used to take for granted.
If I were to describe the confusion and sadness that Countess Lucy felt at that time, there would not be enough space even in an 800-page long novel.
Even though she was mature and reached a high level as a witch, it was her first experience as her mother.
However, as she had already been through it, she was able to cope with it a little more calmly and calmly this time.
“Daughter, is there something difficult or disappointing?”
It is not good for her emotional development or sincere communication to blindly ask why her child’s behavior has changed.
Rather, she learned from her experience that it is important to build empathy with her soft tone and eyes.
As she gazes at her Diana with her grinning expression, her scarlet eyes stare at the count as if looking at her notice.
“If anything goes wrong, tell Mom! Her mom will take care of everything!”
“… I really enjoyed the meal.”
However, things went the exact opposite of what was expected.
It was because Diana, who had put down her cutlery, hurriedly walked out of the dining room.
“Uh?”
At first glance, the count looked blankly at Diana’s back, who seemed to be walking but quickly disappeared without a chance to dissuade her.
2.
The truth she was hiding is bound to change the relationship.
It is assumed that now that she has learned about her mother’s secret hobbies, she will not be able to treat her the same way as before.
However….
“Ha… Ugh, ugh….”
After finishing her meal, Diana headed to her back garden, which connected directly to her room.
It was a bathhouse where a huge glass cover was covered like a dome, and warm hot spring water flowed leisurely all year round.
Diana, submerged in the middle of her thermal waters, wrestled with her anguish as she curled up like a fetus.
The Devil Courier Volume 3 I found in my mother’s study today.
The contents were truly shocking.
An obscene act between a man and a woman that Diana never knew about.
1 stack.
The witch’s dishonesty, which was portrayed as being helplessly a man’s plaything.
2 stacks.
Even in that the author of the book is the mother of impeccable and neat demeanor.
3 stacks.
She learned three cruel truths in a row that would discredit the world if she only knew one.
It was no wonder that Diana was not paying attention at all to dinner.
Her mother’s appearance, which closely resembled the description of the heroine in her novel, further confused Diana.
It was because while looking at her mother’s breasts, she suddenly remembered the image of the witch who was tickling her breasts in her novel.
– Bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling
Bubbles of water rising to the surface where Diana dived.
It can’t be, but surely it’s an autobiographical novel of my mother?
The excessive overlap between the description of the witch in the novel and her mother’s appearance is questionable, and above all, the description is somehow too detailed.
However, on the other hand, I feel like I am committing a big sin by thinking about this.
But she didn’t know it again, and she couldn’t do it as usual, so she only rolled her feet even more.
The contents of the book were full of unknowns.
Diana crouched down in her water as if hugging her own body, recalling a raunchy phrase she couldn’t forget.
It was strange.
I thought she would soon forget about such trivial matters….
On the contrary, it burns in her mind as if it were burn marks.
“Puha… !”
Her breathless Diana came up on the water, gasping for her breath.
I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t about her disappointment in her mother.
Something felt vulgar and a very, very big shock made my heart thump.
However….
How could it be?
The witch who was tied up and tickled with her feathers is described as oozing viscous juice from her genitals.
I don’t know why.
Exactly, I don’t know how, for what reason, or why the love juice came out.
But what happens after the penis is inserted there?
Furthermore….
Diana’s hand unconsciously ran between her legs.
When she got wet, there was a narrow gap under her wet, gray hair that was soft enough to not feel like pubic hair.
It’s a place where people usually wash for hygiene and cleanliness, but I’ve never thought of why there are holes here….
“Are you really going in here?”
It’s such a narrow gap that it’s scary to even put one of her fingers through.
It’s obvious, but I’ve never put it in because the impression that it’s a ‘dirty place’ is deep.
According to the description, the size of the enlarged male organ is approximately 17 cm.
It is similar to or slightly longer than Diana’s span.
Plus, her thickness is said to be such that she could barely grasp it when making a ring with her thumb and forefinger….
Could it be that she is dying?
What do you do after putting it in?
“Ugh….”
Diana shook her head like her puppy after her bath and brushed off the drops from her.
It’s unhealthy to keep imagining things like this, even when you think it’s not right.
It doesn’t wash out of her head like when she saw the scene where her twin kissed the male witch.
Even after soaking his head in the hot spring water.
In the end, Diana made up her mind.
Let’s just continue until after that.
3.
It is late at night when even the vegetation is asleep.
The Yesod family’s mansion was also immersed in the silence of the night.
Even though the windows in the hallway were closed as if it were winter now, without a cloak, a chill chilled her spine.
Diana crept down the aisle, holding her toes up to avoid the sound of her slippers dragging.
It was a late night when even the maids who boiled down the jam in a large pot would have fallen asleep.
The corridor of Yesod Mansion was too wide to chase the darkness with only the candles on the sparsely lined candlesticks.
“Whoa….”
Diana passed through her thin breath and headed for her mother’s library through the stairs.
In fact, she intended to wait until tomorrow morning.
Until the moment when the count is sure to go out and the library is completely empty.
But Diana, who couldn’t fall asleep at the time, overcame her constant annoyance and embarked on an ambitious expedition.
Lucy Yesod was a witch with a regular sleeping pattern, and the fact that her library and her mother’s bedroom were quite a distance from each other gave courage to this aberration.
Fortunately, she was able to reach the library without facing the maid who looked after the candle.
It’s probably the same as when it came out today, probably because I didn’t stop by the library separately today.
Diana manipulated her statue to open her secret chamber and placed her oil lamp on the table.
“Whoa….”
Perfect stealth success.
When the door was closed, it became a perfect closed room.
Still, I was able to look around her more calmly, perhaps because it was the second time, or perhaps the low-lying air had helped my composure.
There, on the shelf, there are well over three dozen quills and fountain pens.
Even the ink bottle that her mother usually uses for work, the white ink that can erase miswritten words, also stepped on her eyes.
In other words, this is her mother’s writing room.
Anyway, that’s not what’s important.
Diana adjusted the position of her gaslight to light her book and sat down in her chair.
“Whoa….”
Diana calmed her thumping heart with her deep breath and opened her demon courier.
As she calmly turned over her bookshelf with her trembling fingertips, she succeeded in reaching the place she saw today.
That is, until the point when the delivery man had just taken out the penis and inserted it.
“…… !”
In fact, neither her Diana’s rich imagination, nor her Count’s precise description and expression, she could paint the scene accurately.
This is because of the limitations of the medium of text.
No matter how precisely it is described, it will be much less conveyable than a single photo or a brief video.
Even so, Diana couldn’t close her gaping mouth.
The witch’s secret secret that she melted soggyly.
The erect male organ forcibly opened and dug into the narrow gap of the mucous membrane.
The courier began to move her waist, pressing down on the witch as if she was restraining her.
To describe it, it is as follows.
There was no mercy in his gestures.
As if holding her down or forcibly committing a crime, the witch’s white thighs were stretched to their limit.
Like an overturned butterfly, insert a hard piece of flesh into the vaginal opening that exposes the inner flesh and press it.
The witch’s insides were hot and wet, like her hungry mouth, but narrow and soft.
He violently grabbed her witch’s breasts and moved her back and forth, ignoring her resistance.
Diana’s face starts to heat up at once.
Of course, the soft oil lamp light did not burn her cheeks.
“Uh, uh, how come… That’s disgusting….”
She squinted her eyes as if she saw something she couldn’t see, even covering her eyes with one hand, Diana’s magenta eyes restlessly reading her words.
A witch’s body as white as a canvas.
The marks of her poisonous teeth are left on her fresh female body.
Drops of sweat of joy that bloomed in the middle of her pleasure and pain glistened brightly on her delicate skin, which was pressed to the point where blood could not flow.
‘Let me have a baby, your baby….’
The witch did not resist.
Even when he bit her at the nape of her neck, twisting and squeezing the delicate flesh at the tip of her precious and delicate breasts, she showed no resistance.
‘You still say stupid things whenever you get stuck. A witch can’t get her pregnant, can’t she?’
The deepest part of her stomach is engulfed in a rich pleasure that makes her head drowsy when she presses on her round mouth.
Meanwhile, the witch wept bitterly at the sharp sarcasm of her courier.
They were female tears, tears of joy.
‘I know. But I want to. Give me your baby I want to hold it in the deepest part of me.’
‘I can’t help it if you want it that way. Could you spread your legs a bit more?’
‘I want to widen it. If you want. Whenever you want. Until you want.’
The movements of the two overlapping each other became stronger.
The witch felt a lightning-like thrill from the top of her head to her toes.
Her toes curled up like a dance as her hips undid involuntarily and her meaty gaping holes gripped the hot object painfully.
‘Haaaaa!’
The witch’s waist lifted like an arch bridge.
The man tapped her neck to prevent the witch from escaping and ejaculated by attaching her belongings to the woman’s most precious place.
The witch smiled delightedly as her white, viscous semen stained the inside of her witch’s body.
“…….”
It’s like eating a local food with a strange taste that you’ve never seen before.
Diana makes an incomprehensible expression.
But in the meantime, her face is stained red like the witch in the novel.
Apprentice witch Diana Yesod finally realized how to make her baby.
