Try Begging

Chapter 36

Translator and Editor: Effe and Nabi

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Chapter 36

“…What?”

The sound of the chair being pushed back was followed by the sound of the belt buckle being loosened. As soon as she lifted her head hard at the unbelievably terrible sound, Grace’s face turned blue.

‘…Don’t. No.’

In front of her, Winston stood tall with eerie energy exuding from his body. Was it because she was confused? In the midst of the man’s body, a pillar of flesh, raising its head fiercely and throbbing, looked like a copper-colored viper trying to bite her to death.

Her eyes flickered.

“Winston, please…”

“Open your mouth.”

“Ah!”

As he grabbed her hair, he shoved his p*nis into her open mouth, giving her no time to end this anguished sigh.

“Uugh!”

The pillar of flesh was thrust down to the throat in an instant. The moment the blunt, heavy piece of flesh pricked the end of her airway, Grace gasped in vain.

“Uht…”

When her throat tightened, Winston let out a muffled moan as she grabbed his shaft. The flesh that had been blocking the way for her breath to pass and crushing her delicate skin eventually withdrew.

“Haa, uhp—”

However, Winston gave her no room for breathing. The pillar of flesh wet with Grace’s saliva slid back into her throat.

Tears flowed down from her eyes.

“Uhuhp, uhp…”

It was disgusting.

It was suffocating, and it felt like she was going to vomit.

Winston gripped the back of her head viciously and moved his waist roughly. The squelching noise of the flesh rubbing against the wet tongue was unfathomable. Grace shuddered with contempt as she could clearly see the snake-like mass of flesh moving in and out of her mouth.

Even the waist that was attacking her was like a torture engine. When it came in, it scratched itself slowly from the root of her tongue to the end, and when it went out, it came in a snap. None of the movements were not painful.

There was no end to the length she felt by her mouth.

Winston was holding the roots in his hand, so he didn’t even get to the end. Even so, her eyes went dark at the thought that his object was threatening enough to get lodged in her stomach to the end.

“Huuhp…”

Grace resisted as much as she could and begged.

Winston’s legs, standing like columns, did not budge no matter how much she pushed and hit him. Even when she grabbed his belt and gazed up at him with begging eyes, he was only looking down with eyes still brimming with cold fury and hot lust.

“Uhp, huuhp—”

She tried to stop him from entering his mouth by holding the base of his flesh, which she never wanted to touch…

“Ha… Don’t be annoying.”

Winston took her hand away.

“Don’t use your teeth.”