Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 11

"Emma! Brie!"

Irene hugged the two maids who came after a long time with open arms. Now, thanks to Lisa, who could communicate to some extent, she didn't miss talking, but there was another reason why she was particularly happy today.

"Did you bring it?"

"Oh, of course. Miss. This is really amazing."

"Miss, forget everything you've read so far. You just need to look at this."

She was already nervous about the news that the book she had been looking forward to for months had finally come in stock again and was waiting for Emma and Brie to come.

"Really? Is it that 'bad'?"

"We read it first, and it's no joke. It's really-."

"Emma suddenly ran out in the middle of the night to meet her boyfriend while reading it!"

"There's nothing you won't say!"

What? How dare you have a boyfriend?

Irene shot Emma a betrayed look without realizing it.

"Ahem. Anyway, this is the best. Lady, can I read it one more time when you're done?"

"Is it that naughty? It's my first time hearing Emma wanting to read something again... I heard 'new things are the best.'"

"Yes, of course. I'll lend it to you after I'm finished."

"Miss, then me too!"

Looking at the two maids blushing and asking, Irene swallowed her dry saliva. She was already out of breath with anticipation.

"It's been a while since we came, and your room is a mess. I'm going to dust off a little bit and sweep the floor today."

Looking at Emma and Bree, who were busy helping her even on their day off, Irene couldn't say anything and thought as she tightly gripped the book they handed over,

'Guys, please do a quick and dirty job today. You have to go so I can read this.'

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"Ah....... ooh. Lisa."

That's why this incident occurred.

Irene was able to understand Emma's feelings a hundred times over as to why she would have visited her boyfriend in the middle of the night. She, herself, couldn't stand it and used the innocent Lisa.......

"Haaa [Sigh]..."

It was difficult at first, but guilt was not important after that. No matter how much she wanted to pretend she didn't know, it wasn't easy to turn a blind eye to the joy she had tasted. Whenever she opened the book, her lower belly felt numb and hot making her hungry for Lisa.

"Oh, my!"

Now, after just crouching with a clumsy scream, Lisa skillfully buried her face between her legs. Her skills were getting better and better by the day. Irene went crazy just by Lisa placing herself between her legs.

"Ah..."

Irene, who climaxed faster than ever, curled her body and trembled, Lisa looked up as if she had finished her job. Then she would leave the room as usual, and.......

But today, Lisa was gazing between her legs, not moving.

"Haa... Lisa, what are you doing?"

asked Irene, who was struggling to catch her breath and had not yet calmed down.

"Ohh!"

What's this?

She suddenly felt like something was squeezing into and under her, so her body trembled. It wasn't difficult to figure out. She also benefited from the experience of putting her own in.

"Lisa! Take out your finger!"

What is she doing? Rather than unpleasant it felt tingly. The more diligently Lisa's finger moved, the more Irene felt a different sense of pleasure from the depths of her belly. A completely different heat spread throughout her body frighteningly fast.

"Master, poison keeps coming out of this hole. I think I need to scoop it out."

"Haa!"

Then of course, yes.

Fully ready to be saved, Irene curled her back instead of answering in response to Lisa's innocent ministrations.

'How can she touch me so well when she doesn't know anything?'

When Irene put it in herself, she had only felt a foreign body, but Lisa's finger was bigger and thicker, and were accurately stimulating her heated parts without making her feel uncomfortable. Whenever Lisa's finger, bent like a hook, kneaded her inner wall, Irene's eyes become white and she couldn't breathe.

"Master. There's a lot. The bed is all wet."

"Hunnnn..."

At Lisa's determination to inspect Irene's bottom, a squeaking wet clinging sound rang out because she was so persistent. Whenever Irene breathed in, hot lumps of wetness poured down and drenched her bottom. That rough finger pulled out.

"Haaa......Oh......oh, Lisa. aang. Ah. Put one in."

Can one be enough? Irene urged Lisa, regretfully.

Then as the volume of the finger increased [she switched to a bigger finger], the pleasure doubled. Whenever Lisa's fingertip rubbed Irene's vaginal walls, a thrilling, strange energy spread to the tip of her toes and then disappeared instantly.

She seemed to be doing something wrong. Like a newborn beast who didn't know where to put strength, Irene was trembling, unable to control her body. Her feet and limps were disorganized and haphazard; she felt like a broken doll.

"Huuuu."

On the other hand, her pelvis moved steadily, chasing desire. A little deeper, a little faster. Without knowing what she was doing as she was embracing Lisa's finger, Irene's pupils, shaking finely, grew hazy and lustful. The moans that she spit out with were a sigh mixed with her anxious heart.

"Ugnnnh... it's great...."

Irene lost her temper and was erotically whimpering. Was it an accident that her eyes were blinking but her vision was blurred with a pleasure that she couldn't believe was real? Without even noticing the hot heat spreading, Irene closed her eyes and tilted her head back.

"Hooo."

The heat that began to amass her lower abdomen was growing frighteningly in size. Irene hung on Lisa's neck with a dual mind, hoping that it would explode and afraid it would explode at the same time. She was desperate for something to happen as soon as possible because anything was better than being in this tortuous in-between stage right now.

"Mhmmm. Hurry......."

At Irene's urging, Lisa more diligently teased her finger deeper. It felt like her heartbeat had moved down by the foreign body wriggling and filling her lower stomach. It contracted hard. Irene felt her inner tunnels clearly squeezing Lisa's finger tightly between contractions.

"I think my finger is going to break. Master, the hole is too tight."

"I know... it is .... Hhh... Argh, Ah!"

The moment she thought it couldn't get any better, the scary heat that tickled Irene's stomach, shuddered and exploded. It was as if a dam had broken, the quake was exhilarating and terrifying. Irene bent her body as if she had been captured in a seizure with a titillating exclamation.

"Hah... Haaa... Oh!

It was like a series of bombs went off as she struggled to catch her breath. The climax lasted for a long time as if it would never end. Irene drooped like a doll with broken strings, whimpering, and twitching.