Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 29

Lisa's reddish-brown eyes dimmed, now subdued. It was a natural reaction; it wasn't a pleasant tale. Irene didn't know how to comfort Lisa and realized that there was nothing she could say.

Cheer up. Well done. Good job. I know how you feel. It'll get better in the future. Usually, in this situation, all the words that could be roughly selected and used did not fit the situation.

Irene, who had only been licking her lips, eventually just let out a long sigh. Come to think of it, she had never comforted anyone before. She felt pathetic.

'What do I do at times like this?'

Irene usually looked for sweet food when she was depressed. She was thinking of taking out the chocolate that she hid for an emergency, but then remembered Lisa didn't seem to enjoy sweet food. Otherwise she would have given it to her.

'Then I should give Lisa what she likes.......'

No matter how much she racked her brain, she couldn't come up with a solution and realized that she didn't know anything about Lisa. Plus, even if she knew something, it had to be something on hand.......

'Aha!'

Irene, who had an idea, looked up and met Lisa's gaze. Bewildered, Lisa raised her eyebrows when Irene's face got increasingly red.

Irene wetted her parched lips and whispered,

"Do you want to touch my chest?"

Lisa laughed. Lisa definitely laughed hard, but now Irene felt bad. For some reason, she couldn't shake off the feeling of being rejected, perhaps because it seemed that Lisa was laughing at her.

"I'm fine."

'No, I didn't say that because I like being touched. I said that because you seem to like touching them since you do it so much. If you don't like it, why are you rubbing it and giving me the wrong idea?'

Irene left Lisa's arms and buried her head inside the bed while grumbling inside what she couldn't even say out of embarrassment. To hide her hot face, she covered herself with a blanket. Lisa naturally dug into her bed, settling next to her.

'This is my spot now.'

As she pushed away Lisa's hugging arm from her back, she heard a low whisper in her ear.

"I want to touch you. Let me touch you. I want to touch you."

Irene's lips were twitching at the plea Lisa was pouring out because she didn't know how to answer. Lisa dug in, shamelessly pestering and begging Irene with a coy voice, eliciting unprecedented compassion on Irene's part.

"I'm going to sleep-so just a little bit! You can touch me above my clothes, but it can't be racy."

Irene closed her eyes, making a desperate request. It wasn't long before the sounds of a joyful communion filled the bedroom.

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"Lisa. Take it off and lie down on the bed."

"Now?"

On a peaceful afternoon that is no different from usual, Irene asserted, nervously putting down the meat Lisa had been getting from somewhere. The more she thought about it, the more strange it seemed.

To Irene, these days couldn't be more enjoyable. Every night, she fell asleep trembling with pleasure flooding over her like a tsunami, and Lisa came on to her as if she had been waiting, if she wriggled a little by her gentle touches-She melts, goes up and down, up, and down, reaching countless peaks.......

'No. It's great, but.......'

Irene was thoroughly swayed by Lisa. Even though she cried that she couldn't do it anymore, she ended up nodding without realizing it when Lisa asked Irene to comfort her. Then, when the moment Irene wanted Lisa to stir deeper and make a rougher approached, Lisa watched Irene and pulled out.

"Lisa...haaa......."

As the pressure that was filling Irene disappeared, the inner wall, which had nothing to tighten on, was anxious. To fill her sudden sense of loss, she eagerly embraced Lisa. Her ticklish stomach was boiling, and she couldn't stop like this.

"Yes, master. What can I do for you?"

"Hmm... Put it back in."

"Like this?"

"Uhnn."

Irene trembled as she watched Lisa, slowly moving her navel with only her tip hanging at the entrance. Obviously, it is disgraceful to tease Irene even though Lisa knew what Irene meant but in the midst of this, with just the tip, Irene's convulsing entrance had a small peak and chewed on her.

"More......To the end- deeper...nghh............hit me hard, hmm?"

It was Irene who was ashamed to say it back. When she hugged Lisa's neck, hanging off and her voice wet with pleasure, she could hear a low laughter echo in her ears.

"Wasn't it a short while ago someone said they couldn't do it and didn't like it?"

"Ahhh."

A feeling of ecstasy close to pain rushed in with the pillar of flesh that had suddenly been shoved in. The harder she hit it, the greater Irene trembled, hugging Lisa's hard chest, and gasping for breath. When her unbearable climax came, she buried her face on Lisa's shoulders moaning and sobbing. The more she did, the more intense Lisa's thrusts became.

Come to think of it, it was always like that. Irene didn't know because she was blinded by pleasure, but when she looked back, she felt like she was being trained by that daring Lisa every time. She always felt as if she would die and felt urgent, but Lisa always took the lead in a relaxed manner and swayed her. So she had to pay Lisa back at least once.

"Yes. Now."

In response to Irene's order, Lisa languidly laid back on the bed without asking more. She was without a sheet obstructing her perfect nudity. Proudly erected was her thick center, as if there was no gravity.

Lisa gently swept down the hard pillar and raised the corner of her mouth. It looked more cheeky because she looked so relaxed.

"I'm sorry, master."

Are you aware of your sins? Irene decided to give her one last chance, even though she knew it couldn't be because Lisa was smiling.

"For what?"

"I didn't notice that you were eager for something else. I fed you a lot in the morning, but was it not enough?"

Lisa's hand skillfully wrapped around Irene's cheek and whispered into her ear while fondling it. Irene's legs almost faltered at Lisa's dizzying breath. Irene had to tightly squeeze Lisa's shoulder so as not to collapse as usual.

In the meantime, Lisa's hand skillfully dug into Irene's pajamas and massaged her breast. Irene, who was moaning lightly, was surprised by her own voice and slightly shivered.

"Lisa!"

Slap. Lisa's eyes widened when Irene lightly struck her hand and glared at her. The reddish-brown eyes shook finely to see what she had done wrong. Irene, who felt better at Lisa's appearance, pressed down on Lisa's shoulder, laid her on the bed, and sneered at her.

"Behave."

Irene sat on Lisa's thick torso. When she slightly lifted her ass to remove her wet underwear Lisa's abs tightened violently, her eyes filled with fierce passion.