Secret Private Life of the Villainous Grand Duke - Chapter 92

Frois deepened his movements inside Lily’s mouth, making eye contact with her while gently stroking her cheek with his hand.

“Uhng…”

Simultaneously, Jonas started to thrust rapidly. He pressed down on one of Lily’s thighs and slung the other over his shoulder, moving his hips back and forth quickly.

After spitting out Frois’s member, Lily turned her head and looked at Jonas with eyes drenched in pleasure.

Jonas had the most student-like appearance there.

With short hair and flawless, thin skin that flushed frequently, it almost felt wrong to be doing such things with him. Despite his youthful appearance, his physique was robust. The waistband of his trousers revealed his solid pelvic muscles, and the veins on his forearms stood out all the way to his hands.

Looking at him, one word came to Lily’s mind. Flower bud. Jonas was like a flower bud about to bloom. Would he give off a decadent vibe if he grew out his dark blonde hair?

“Ah… uht…”

Due to the vigorous thrusts, even the se*en that had remained inside her spilled out. The desk and the floor were already slick with milky fluid.

“So lewd…”

Jonas bit down on his teeth, holding back the sensation of climax while forcefully plunging into the tight space that delightfully constricted around him. With each powerful thrust, he filled her as though to replace the fluid that had escaped.

“Ah…”

There was no time to savor the aftermath as Frois approached with eyes full of anticipation. Jonas, reluctantly, withdrew his member and stepped back.

“Wow…. I thought my turn would never come.”

“My turn hasn’t even started yet.”

It was naturally Fritz, who watched grumpily. Regardless, Frois plunged his hands excitedly into Lily.

The sight of the overflowing semen was thrilling. Was this really okay to use like this? The erotic novels they used to pass around among friends paled in comparison.

The sight was too lascivious to just look at it with the eyes. If only it could be captured in a painting.

“Frois…”

“Did you just call my name, Lady? Ah, that’s really cute.”

Frois knelt down to align his eyes with Lily’s entrance. The stretched entrance of her inner cavern was quivering and was visibly pulsing open.

Each quiver let loose more fluid that had pooled inside. Looking closer, one could see the fluid that hadn’t yet escaped still inside.

“It’s filthy and lewd… I love it.”

“Stop looking… Frois.”

“Lady, I’m merely studying right now. How a pu**y looks. How it changes after being fed lots of d**ks and filled with c*m.”

As Frois’s usually gentle voice poured out such lewd words, Lily swallowed hard. She couldn’t help but think that young men in their prime were just irrepressible.

“C*m.”

“He said c*m.”

The men giggled, looking down at Lily with mischievous eyes. Feeling embarrassed, Lily covered her face with her arms and tightly shut her eyes. They were all so mean…

“Now that I think about it, wasn’t Frois the one who supplied those porn magazines, too?”

Ludwig reached out to pull away Lily’s arms, preventing her from hiding her face. Her flushed face and tear-brimmed eyes were too adorable to miss.

“Frois has probably been the supplier for all those novels, too.”

Tobias from the Rainberry family shrugged nonchalantly. Jonas, who had borrowed lewd books from Frois, silently nodded in agreement.

“With such a long time on learning, why don’t you try to express it in literary terms, Frois? Describe the lady’s lewd pu**y.”

Unable to cover her face, Lily bit her lip and cast her eyes downward.

Below her, she could see Tobias from the Rainberry family, Ludwig, Jonas, and Frois all gathered, peering into her.

“Why bother with literary expressions? There’s nothing else to do. Just say, her lewd pu**y has been eagerly devouring d**ks, and now it’s stickily smeared with c*m. That’s it, right?”

Fritz spoke slowly. The men spread Lily’s entrance, pulling out the se*en, and snickered. Fritz’s words were spot on.

“Yet, it’s still so adorable. The way her red pu**y moves up and down breathlessly. And the seed flowing out between her pulsing walls. Ah, how lewd is that.”

“A poet indeed.”

“It’s like a lewd poem.”

“Typical of the smut magazine supplier, always a notch different.”

As the men teased and delighted in their banter, Lily leaked her love liquid in shame. She wanted to retort, but her current state left her speechless.

“Ah, she’s leaking again. It’s even foaming.”

“She’s practically begging to be fed d**ks.”

“Move aside. I need to feed the lady. Her lewd pu**y is hungry for some c**k.”

Frois playfully pushed the other men aside and stood up, gripping his throbbing member. He then brought it close to Lily’s pussy.

“Say ‘feed me,’ go on.”

“Feed me… Frois.”

“Damn, you didn’t even hesitate. How adorable.”

Aligning the tip of his member with Lily’s entrance, Frois slowly pushed inside, closing his eyes. All those novels were lies.

To describe this hot, insane sensation as merely a pleasant female spot was a sin. Frois gasped for air as he moved his hips frantically.

The more he thrust, the more the accumulated se*en was pushed out, and the sticky clinginess of her pu**y was irresistibly delightful.

“Ah… Ah.”

It was the fifth time, and if he felt this good, Frois wondered how Tobias, who had been the first to use her when she was untouched, must have felt. Envy filled his mind.

Squish. Squelch. With irregular sounds of insertion, Frois started a deep rhythm.

Determined to enjoy this fleeting opportunity as long as possible, Frois clenched his teeth. Whenever the urge to climax surged, he would stop his hips to prolong the moment.

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