Chapter 9 – Hero Ian and Monica
“Did you miss me? Ian…?”
Monica’s coquettish voice has a red blush on her face. His deep blue eyes gleamed with anticipation of what was to come.
As if hypnotized, Ian said, “Uh, yeah…” She replied.
Monica sat with her legs crossed on her straw mat, tiptoeing her pretty toes in front of me. It seemed to indicate that that place was your place.
Ian looked at the dirt floor where her straw was strewn about, and at the sound of her voice begging her to sit down, he quickly sat down on her hips.
A smile crept across Monica’s lips.
Monica brought the instep of her immaculate feet, normally hidden by her boots, in front of Ian’s face. On the first day, Ian said she was upset about what she was doing.
But now, without hesitation, she brought her lips to Monica’s feet, like a knight kissing her princess’s hand – or like a dog in heat.
As he kissed her lips, Monica shook her purr-shoulders.
“Should I lick my puppy…?”
Our puppy… That was now the secret language between the two of them.
Monica sometimes used the word puppy. It was a sign that we would meet tonight.
That flower smells like a dog-? That cloud looks like a puppy-? With the same words she hinted Ian was notified.
Every time Ian did that, she was startled and told me not to do that when there were others, but without a doubt, every night she came to see her at her mill.
“Now, come on…”
Monica moved her toes around. Ian, who had clenched her fists and watched her toes move around, slowly grasped her ankles and put her toes into her mouth with an aum. She then sucked-she started sucking.
Even when she first asked Ian to do this, it seemed that she had applied her balm and had a subtle scent, but now it wasn’t like that.
It smelled like her sour feet.
However, Ian’s good body stood bulging as if he was more excited.
The stronger her body odor was, the more aroused her Ian’s things tended to be. Now.
Ian licked Monica’s instep like a puppy, yes her dog. Soggy saliva dripped along the path of her tongue.
Then he rubbed his ebbe bebe-tongue on the soles of her feet, bit her toes two at a time, and sucked her side with a squeaking sound.
Monica grins contentedly and flicks her tongue.
Then she reached out with her opposite foot and pressed hard on Ian’s crotch.
Just like a trainer training a dog… You’re good- you’re good, my puppy- Ian patted Ian’s head while making a sound.
The bastard, already half-trained, drooled and begged for more treats from her.
“I should lick it even more deliciously… Our dog.”
The soft soles of his feet squeezed hard against Ian’s cock.
Ian shook her waist as if he had been hit by a harpoon, and licked her toes voraciously, as Monica had said. She was getting increasingly short of her breath. The pressure on her cock was weak and soft, but at some point she squeezed and pressed it all over the soles of her feet.
Then, with the tip of her toe, he swept up the base of her cock, sandwiched it between her toes, and swiped and crowned it. At such times, Ian felt the pleasure of her balls quivering.
“Master, call me… Our dog.”
“Zhu, chug, tsu-eup, ee, in, tsueu-eup, cheep ni, eeim. Jjauptsueup-.”
Ian stuck out her tongue and gasped like a dog in heat. She ran down Monica’s slender ankles and her saliva trickled down. He sucked and sucked so much here and there that Monica’s white ankles left colorful traces of Ian here and there.
Panting- heh heh-
The speed at which Monica’s feet moved up and down gradually increased.
Ian lifted her waist up in the air and bounced her up and down, and her pants started to get wet. The more she did, the more Monica began to look down at her Ian like an insignificant insect.
“Pup···. Great···?”
When Monica licked her lips and spit out the words, Ian, far from being offended, said that she was happy and wiggled her hips around.
A small but very firm erection swayed in all directions, scattering drops of her pre-cum on the straw-covered floor.
Monica even snuggled her foot into Ian’s pantsuit. She then pulled the corner of her mouth up, and she stroked the damp shaft of her cock gently.
A year of hope… It’s like a prodigal bitch…! Ian repeated the swear words that he would never utter normally.
As the smooth soles of her feet touched the skin of her cock directly, Ian stuck out her tongue and let out a heck-hehe-lamentation cry.
Her toes, wet with her sticky pre-cum, zigzag back and forth. If the tip of her cock was pointed down, Ian would put her head down, and if the tip of her cock was pointing up, her Ian would raise her head up and gasp.
“Ian-. This lovely little bug… Would you like this too…?”
Monica, giggling, suddenly stomped on Ian’s balls with the tip of her toe.
Huh…
Ian took a deep breath. Though her Ian’s limbs spontaneously trembled as if she felt the danger of her offspring’s reproduction. The pleasure center of her brain told her to be still—she flattened out and begged for her pleasure, panting.
Had it been the Ian of the fortnight ago, she would have kicked her feet and got up, but the Ian of her present couldn’t.
She just panted for her carrot instead of her whip now – she gasped and looked up at her Monica.
Then, as if she was about to reward her, the soles of her soggy feet rubbed against Ian’s balls. It’s like giving a bottle and giving medicine…
Slowly, very slowly, her toes ran up the shaft of her cock, threading the soggy pre-cum. From the base of her cock’s base, her toenails scraped gently up the veins of her pillars, causing her Ian’s waist to rise into the air as well.
And when her toes finally reached the urethra at the tip of her glans, Ian opened her jaw and propped her up with her limbs like her water strider, lifting her lower body and shaking her back. .
Kaaaaah!
Monica lifted her throat to collect her phlegm, which she spat on Ian’s cock. She then rose from her seat, pulled the hem of her skirt up so that she could see her thighs, and squeezed her entire foot against Ian’s cock.
Whoops…!
Ian couldn’t breathe any longer. She giggled and gasped as her lungs could barely hold her breath as she stared at Monica’s shapely legs with her red, bloodshot eyes.
Monica lowered her head, letting her curly blonde hair hang down, and she whispered to Ian.
“Now, cheap, cheap. You dirty bugger… Squeak-cheap…!”
Her legs started moving.
Tzu-tzu- Tzu-tzu- Tzu-tts-tts-tts-
The sticky pre-cum mixed with Monica’s saliva made a strange noise. The entire sole of Monica’s foot squeezed against Ian’s cock, moving her up and down.
Ian’s chin-choked breath gradually rose to the tip of his chin. She felt her balls boil. Her semen gushed from the tips of her balls.
At the very moment when the circumstances were imminent, Ian sighed…! He spat out a bizarre death sentence and squirmed at her semen.
His semen splattered all the way down his chest. Even after finishing his ejaculation, Monica’s feet did not stop.
Monica, the flush on his face, sneered at the corners of her mouth, squeezing and squeezing his feet together, rubbing his cock until Ian’s balls were empty.
Eventually, when Ian wrapped everything up and collapsed on the floor like a soggy piece of bread, Monica relaxed his legs and lifted his foot.
I’m sorry…
All over the immaculate soles, sticky semen and pre-cum stretched like threads. Ian gasped for breath and looked up at it.
A strange sense of conquest… Ian’s back thumped at the pleasure of having soiled and stained with his own semen the part of her woman who had treated her badly.
But before you even feel the aftertaste.
“Who is there…?”
Someone’s voice came from outside.
Huh…!
Ian jumped up in surprise. Right outside the door, I could see the light of a lantern flickering.
“Whoa, sister! Put on your boots quickly…!”
When Ian, who was out of shape for her, urged her to get her hair straight, Monica said yes, crumpled up her boots and pulled down the hem of her skirt.
Her calves, ankles, and soles, which were wet and glistening with her own semen and saliva, were very strange, but there was no time for her mind to be sold on them.
Soon, someone holding a lantern burst into the mill.
“Ian…? Monica…? What are you guys doing here…?”
The person who entered the mill was Ian’s adoptive mother, Sophia.
Sophia looked back and forth between Ian, who was standing in her huddled position with her red face, and Monica, who was avoiding her gaze with her pale face.
“You···.”
Sophia was about to say something, but she held back. She then pointed outside.
“It’s late. What are you doing? What are you going to do if something happens while you’re walking around outside in the middle of the night…? Come on, let’s go home.”
“Aunty is interfering…”
Monica walked out of her mill, sticking out her pouty-lips.
“What, what?”
After all, her house was right next to her, so before Sofia could say anything, she quickly went back to her house.
As the door rattled shut, Sophia looked at Ian, who stood haggardly. And the crotch that Ian awkwardly covered…
She’s not an idiot, so she quickly realized that the two of them were doing something dishonest here. I don’t know exactly what that is…
“You···.”
Sophia was about to say something, but pressed down. At that time, all kids say that, but when I saw my son like this, I was disturbed. Besides, it’s not Lily that the other person marked as her daughter-in-law, but Monica…?
She wanted to say something, but since she knew Ian was deep inside, she had no doubt that he would figure it out. However, she left a wish that Lily, and she, and Ian, would not be hurt…
The way back home from the mill was very awkward and awkward. When Jack first brought Ian to live with him as his son, things weren’t quite right…
“Are you going to wash…?”
“Yeah···.”
“That, yes. The water for washing is in a big bucket.”
“Yeah···.”
Sophia gently ran her arm around her lantern. I tried to spit out some words to shake off her awkwardness, but the air between the two of them became more uncomfortable.
There were eyes watching the two of them from afar.
It was Seojun.
In his retinas, a chatter was going up.
[I want to lick my toes] Sponsored 80 coins-!!!
[I want to lick my toes: I love the smell of steamy feet…♡]
[Old man’s pussy honor: Woo-wook kkkk]
[I love you mom: I love my toes.]
[Women and Porkfish once every three days: Build-up is good hahaI’m looking forward to it haha]
[Shithole Villain: hahaIan’s assistant is delicious haha]
