Chapter 70: Chapter 70

Third Person’s POV

This is the first time Agatha saw his manh**d closely. And seeing it for the second, she was convinced.

‘No wonder, I felt so sore after our first.’

She gulped. Pretending to relax, she smiled at Lanceil as she gently grabbed his shaft.

‘I saw how Lanceil mast*rbates. Surely, I can imitate him.’

She rocked her hands up and down around Lanceil’s huge shaft. That alone put a lot of strength in Lanceil’s thighs.

“Ugh,” he groaned.

Smirking, Agatha looked up at him and his tight expression. Then she imitated his words, “I am afraid someone will hear your voice. Tone it down, Lanceil.”

Lanceil, who was lost in pleasure, could not hear anything anymore. How can he endure when the innocent Agatha was taking the initiative of pleasuring his sword?

Quickly, he grabbed her head and put his glans to her lips. Agatha, who had never eaten a meat stick ever, froze with the contact of her lips and the c*ck in front of her.

“Open your mouth. S*ck me, Agatha,” Lanceil said with an authoritative voice.

She doesn’t know how to do it. But she’s willing to learn.

“H-How?”

“Hide your teeth, be careful not to bite it and suck it up with your tongue. Pretty easy, right?” Lanceil instructed her.

Blushing, Agatha nodded her head. She held his pillar in her hand, and then she slowly suck it with her mouth.

“Damn!” Lanceil cursed in a throaty voice.

The taste of his manh**d was… a little bit salty, not the taste Agatha was expecting. She thought it would be sweet. Nevertheless, she found this delicious, especially when she saw Lanceil’s expression.

Every time she saw him twitch as she suck his thing like ice cream, her center throbbed in pain. It was so fun to see her boss hold back his moans with all his strength.

‘It was a pretty good revenge.’

“A-Agatha… ahhh, stop it.”

Why should she?

She went up and down eagerly after hearing his pleas. Then she felt his thing swell inside her mouth. She knew Lanceil would come out, but it was too late. Before she could take it out, Lanceil’s c*mmed inside her throat.

“Augh!” Agatha gurgled in shock, and the rest of his s**ds spurted on her face.

It was sticky.

‘Oh god. How can I go home with my face drenched like this?’

While she was wondering how to go home with her messy face, Lanceil caressed his thing. He was catching his breath and trembling in pleasure before regaining his senses.

“Spit that out, Agatha.”

He took out a handkerchief as neat as him, which he had always carried, and put it to her mouth. However…

Gulp.

Too late. Agatha already gulped his j*uice.

“It… tastes so salty,” she said.

“…”

“But I love it.”

“Y-You… You are really…”

Lanceil, who was wiping his face, raised one hand and brushed her hair back. The eyes that met Agatha while arranging her hair revealed his true nature.

When Agatha unwittingly pushed her body back, it touched his heart.

“This won’t do,” he groaned.

Lanceil immediately grabbed her wrist and left the compartment, leaving the cinema even if the movie hasn’t ended yet.

He ignored everyone and passed by.

There was no time to worry about others. He walked too fast, that Agatha was being dragged towards the parking lot of the mall.

Twittwiw!

Lanceil unlocked his car and shoved Agatha through the back seat. As soon as he closed the door, he ate her lips in a hurry.

“Hmmm!”

He sucked her lips several times like a thirsty man stealing all of her saliva.

“Agatha, Agatha…”

“Ahhhh, hmm.”

He hurriedly took off her dress, her brassiere, revealing her huge bre*st and he put them in his hands.

“You are so beautiful, Agatha.”

Lanceil immediately made her lie down as if he had no intention of caressing her leisurely. He rolled her underwear down which was already soaked in love fluid. He poked one finger inside her. It wasn’t just one, but two. However, Agatha’s stretched entrance accepted him at ease.

“Ahhh!”

As his fingers rubbed against her tight wall, the interior tightened his fingers.

Running out of patience with just a small caress, Lanceil unbuckled his belt. He pulled out his twitching beast and shoved it into her.

“Ahhh!” Agatha shouted in shock.

Unlike their first s*x, her entrance accepted Lanceil, as if it was made for him. There was no longer pain, but only good feelings that could take her to heaven.

Lanceil saw the excitement from her. He asked, “Does it hurt?”

“N-No. It feels good. So good.”

Hearing that, his patience smashed in the bottom. He rocked her from above with a quick and deep thrust!

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Lanceil!”

“I wanted to be a good boyfriend during our first date, ugh! But you…”

“Ahhh! Please!”

Agatha couldn’t even lie down properly inside the back seat of the car. But then, Lanceil even grabbed both of her wrists as he moved his waist.

It was as if he was telling her that she was not allowed to do anything aside from spitting moans from her lips.

“Lanceil! Ahhhh! Lanceil!”

And then, in the middle of the scream, Agatha remembered that if Lanceil come inside her, then there might be unnecessary trouble in the future!

“Condom! L-Lanceil! You need…”

“I already put it in, lady,” Lanceil informed.

He did?

When?

Agatha hardly looked down, there at the part where they were joined. And then he saw blue elastic things glistening in and out of her h*le.

She was drowned in pleasure that she didn’t notice that the meticulous Lanceil was already.

“Stop worrying about that, and just accept me,” he whispered in her ear before he lifted her body up and sat her on his lap.

“Ahhh! Sh*t! Ahhh, so deep!”

Agatha shook her head, not knowing which direction would ease the crazy feeling going under her head, making all senses numb.

Lanceil smiled contentedly as he came in much deeper than when she received him before. And even at moments when it was hard to breathe, she seemed to go crazy with his thick shaft poking from underneath her every time he moved his waist.

Besides, when Lanceil lifted and released her waist with his hands, the manh**d that seemed to scrape all the way through the folds of her inner wall, the love fluid poured non-stop.

His waist moved even at a certain tempo, but in a sudden situation when he failed to control his vigor and hit the deepest part, Agatha would shudder at the unexpected touch inside of her.

“Do, don’t be ridiculous! F*ck! How can you reach the d-deep?!”

“And you like it,” Lanceil asked, thrusting in and out. “Just admit that you like it.”

“I… I like it! I really.. ahhh!”

“And the fact that you felt excited when other people see you?”

“T-That…”

“If I know that being seen by others would excite you, I would have done it with you anywhere. Not just in my office. Everywhere.”

“Nooo! AHhh! F*ck!”

“I should have put this in you in the cinema. Hmmm?”

Agatha shook her head quickly because, at the back of her head, she could tell that Lanceil might have done it for real. Luckily, they were inside the car. If it was in the cinema, it would have been a difficult situation as they would have been found out.

“If you want, why don’t we do it inside Vincent’s room?”

Even after referring to Vincent’s room, he increased his movements in excitement. In an instant, Agatha’s walls tightened.

“Why? Does that make you excited?” Lanceil asked when he noticed the changes in her body.

Agatha shook her head in anxiety, but Lanceil chuckled, even more excited.

“If Vincent sees us, he might go away for good. And we can be alone together.”

Lanceil could not help but feel excited imagining how Vincent, who was showing a slight interest in his woman, saw them together.

“N-No… Lanceil… No….!”

Despite her pleas, Lanceil ravaged her inside.

They reached their clim*x soon, but it didn’t end just that.

They continued even after they got back home.