Chapter 8 – The Hero Checked the Saintess’ Ass
“Really, do you really want to see it?”
Marian asked me with her blushing face.
She said she was in a hurry to show her private parts, but she looked embarrassed to show her butt.
But there was no reason why I should look after her.
On the contrary, the more she felt shame, the better I felt.
“Of course.”
“Ha… I know. If you show that, you can’t say anything else.”
Marian said to me with a look of desperation, and then slowly turned her body around.
I turned my back and saw her standing in front of her, pulled up her chair, and got ready to watch her undress.
The saintess’s attire covered her entire body to the point of being stuffy.
Of course, it was because I couldn’t carelessly show her body, the face of Guyanese religion, but I was about to enjoy watching her take off her stuffy clothes one by one.
“… Surely, you don’t want to keep watching like that, do you?”
The saintess, who was trying to unfasten her clothes, glanced back at her and asked me that.
As I sat in the chair, looking at myself, I felt even more ashamed.
I just shrugged her shoulders with her prostitute’s cheap prostitute look and pretended to tell her to take off her clothes quickly.
“You really…”
The saintess had a look on her face that had a lot to say, but she couldn’t get it out of her mouth.
Instead, she just dismantled the fabric that wrapped her body one by one.
Sreuk- Sreuk-.
I could see the thick cloth covering the saintess’s body falling to the floor one by one.
Her sky-blue hair flowed down, and her white, dazzling skin revealed little by little.
The saintess roughly took off her outer clothes, and without hesitation, she began to take off the piece of cloth covering her lower body.
It was only difficult for her to take off her clothes at first, but it seemed like nothing to her full of ambition.
A piece of cloth covering the saintess’s lower body fell to the floor, revealing her giddy legs.
Above her legs, her rather voluptuous buttocks were barely visible.
“Hey, did you see it now? OK?”
Marianne glanced in my direction and asked.
But the long top that came down behind her knees covered half of her hips, and the other half was blocked by her undergarments.
“No, not at all. Did you mistake me for clairvoyance?”
“… After.”
At my words, Marian let out a deep sigh and pulled back her top over her own hips.
She is a saint who walks in her long top and exposes her buttocks.
To be honest, I thought it was a masterpiece to the extent that it would be a waste to see her alone.
“Look, did you see it?”
“Under? What about her underwear? What if I take it off myself?”
At my words, Marian bit her lip and glared at me.
It goes without saying that taking off one’s own clothes is far less humiliating than touching one’s own hands.
I could see Marian’s slender hands grasping the sides of her underwear.
‘Ohh.’
I could see her white cloth flowing down between her saintly legs.
Unlike her trashy personality, her underwear is plain.
With a thought of surprise, I slowly reached her hand toward Marianne’s buttock.
“What, what are you doing…”
“You can’t see it because of the clothes.”
I said that to Marianne, who was taken aback, and began to pull back the top that covered her buttocks as if it were a curtain over her.
The situation where her white buttocks were exposed to me.
Marian, as if it was embarrassing to dare to meet her eyes her with mine, turned her gaze to the front her, and she left her body her to me as it was.
“… Did you check?”
“Yet.”
I said that to Marianne, who shuddered in her shame her, and slowly began to examine her ass her.
Her buttocks her, which were tight to her waist her, were clean without any blemishes, and were even quite voluptuous.
What is unfortunate is the stigma stamped on her left hip.
It was an old trace, but the red stigma proved that she was from a brothel.
‘Haha, I’ve been doing all kinds of shit my whole life because of this.’
After I defeated the demon lord, Marian did something bizarre by bathing in her potion her, and this wound must have been the cause.
But of course, potions couldn’t erase these traces.
Even Marian’s divine magic, which heals all wounds without a trace, could not erase this stigma.
Of course, the stigma used to distinguish those from brothels did not have a special device that could withstand the saintess’ holy magic.
‘It’s because of that balance year.’
Marian was, after all, a human chosen by the goddess, just like me.
A goddess who valued her overall balance above her human life her, she understandably did not allow Marianne to deny her own past her.
Born in a brothel, her lowest point her, she became a saint, her highest status her, because she must have kept the balance of her goddess.
Of course, Marianne, who, like me, did not have a proper conversation with her goddess, she did not know until the end why the stigma on her was not erased.
“Hmm, this is the stigma.”
I said that, stroking the scar on Marianne’s hip her with her hand her.
As my fingertips touched the most sensitive part of her body, I saw Marianne startle and straighten her back her.
“Mi, are you crazy? Where dare…?”
“You dare? Isn’t it kind of funny to have that word attached to touching the stigma of being a brothel?”
“… Do you really want to die?”
Marianne said she really looked like she was going to kill me.
But knowing that she could n’t kill me no matter what, I thought her threats her sounded ridiculous.
“A saint who kills a hero sounds ridiculous.”
I responded to Marian’s words and squeezed her hips.
I felt her soft, pliable ass her squeezed into my hand.
“Sigh!”
Perhaps having her ass stimulated for the first time, Marianne let out her weird snort.
Then she was the one who cut my hand away, with a look on her face that she couldn’t believe the sound she made herself.
“… I never gave you permission to touch it.”
“Ah, there are so many fakes in the world. Can’t you fake a scar like that?”
I replied to Marian, who was coldly shooting at me.
Marianne was frowning at her brazenness her, a look of disgust at my attitude her.
“In case you forgot, it was you who asked me to prove it with this stigma.”
“Of course I haven’t forgotten. But I don’t remember saying that just looking at it proves it.”
“Great!”
Marian bit her own lower lip in anger, but that didn’t mean she could deny my words.
“Fortunately, I have touched old wounds. If I touch it with my own hands, I think I might trust you.”
I deliberately opened and closed her hand her in front of her Marianne’s eyes her, and she told her so.
She was looking at me with shame and anger in her eyes of her, but Marianne could n’t deny my words.
No, she probably would have rejected her in the end if she had pushed for this condition from the start, but she had already revealed the most shameful part of herself to me.
Returning to the capital without any income, with her ass uncovered, would never have been what Marianne wanted.
“… Ha. Like. Do whatever you want.”
Marian said, and she stood up against her wall again.
I could see her shoulders her quivering lightly with anger, and I laughed at the way she behaved.
She seems to think that nothing will change if a man like me massages my ass anyway.
‘Let’s see if he maintains that attitude until the end.’
I laughed at Marian, slowly starting to stimulate the wound on her hip.
I could feel her ass her soft like jelly twisting in my hand.
I started squeezing Marianne’s other hip her with my free hand as well.
“Huh! That, that doesn’t matter…”
“Ah, comparative analysis is in progress.”
I cut off Marian’s objection like that, and then I massaged both of her buttocks of her.
I don’t know if it was before she had sex with Lina, but I had already mixed with her countless times.
Just as Rina learned about and developed the male body, I also had a better understanding of her female body.
In other words, you can know where and how a woman feels when you touch her.
Of course, it was unsettling that the comparison target was Lina and Hana, but in general, people tend to feel pleasure in similar parts.
“Ha… Haha… Ah, yet… Haha… Are you far away?”
As I continued to massage her ass her, I could feel Marianne’s breath her getting a little warmer.
Certainly, perhaps because of my inexperience with her, her Marian’s reaction with her was a little different from what I expected.
This was a much more sensitive feeling than Lina’s.
‘Is it because of the stigma?’
I decided that Marianne’s easy reaction to my hand might be due to her stigma.
Because the human body is a strange thing, it seems that it feels even more strange pleasure when stimulated by shameful parts and parts that you do not want to show to others.
I thought so, thinking of Lina’s strange pleasure when she stimulated my anus with her tongue.
“Um… It seems real.”
“Haha!”
I responded to Marian’s words by spreading her hips out to the sides of her.
Suddenly, the most embarrassing anus was revealed to me.
Looking at the finely wrinkled anus of the saint, I too felt a little excited.
The small, wrinkled hole seemed to be ashamed to reveal itself to me, and it was constantly wriggling.
“Well, if you open that place like that… “
“Ah, is there something here that shouldn’t be shown to me?”
Marian bit her lip at my question.
It must have been because I didn’t want to go back to square one after enduring all kinds of humiliation and almost reaching the end.
“I’ll have to take a closer look at this.”
I put my head on Marianne’s hip and said that.
“More, dirty… Where… Ha…”
Marianne muttered in embarrassment, but I didn’t stop.
Perhaps because my face her was approaching, I could see Marianne’s anus shrinking.
I purposely sniffed her near her her anus her, and the saintess shook her body her once as if feeling shame.
‘Well, fortunately it doesn’t smell dirty.’
Still, the horror of smelling a disgusting smell from her anus didn’t happen, as if she was taking good care of it.
I smiled and began to slightly lift Marianne’s hips on her, which had been spread out to the sides of her.
For an instant, I could see Marianne’s upper body slightly off balance from the force pushing up from her bottom her.
This brought her ass her closer to me, and her back her was bent, revealing Marianne’s cunt her right in front of my eyes.
‘Oh, look at this bitch?’
I smiled strangely at Marianne’s plump cunt her.
Even though she had n’t put the tip of her finger on her cunt her yet, she could see clear liquid leaking from her cleft her.
“I-please stop…”
“Yes? Haven’t looked into it properly yet? Are you thinking of giving up?”
“… Dad, finish it quickly.”
Marian was a woman who never gave up.
I hated her fucking personality her terribly, but at this moment, it was n’t necessarily bad.
“Well… Is there something strange up here?”
I said, slightly opening Marianne’s already wet and horny cunt her.
I could see her already hardened clitoris exposing her head of her.
And, as a result of my experience with Rina, it seemed that the woman’s clitoris was quite sensitive, just like my cock her was the most sensitive in my body.
“Hee!”
As I nudged her her clitoris her with her fingertips, Marian bounced on her back her as if playing her game, letting out a raunchy sound.
‘Now is the beginning. Bitch.’
I refrained from laughing at her reaction and began rubbing her clitoris relentlessly.
