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The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire chapter 97

97 – lost ♥ (1)

Defeat is never acceptable to a warrior.

Even if there are setbacks and twists and turns, persuading the enemy to kneel down is something that should never be done since one was born as a hero carrying the fate of this world.

In that respect, Abigail was truly the perfect timber as a warrior.

Even in the fierce offensive that raged like a typhoon, he kept the spark of hope to the end, and even in a gloomy situation with no hope, his straight gaze was always directed toward the way out.

That’s how she always won.

An ideal hero who seems to have jumped out of a children’s book. Absolutely flawless man.

The two words defeat did not exist in her dictionary.

”Yes! Draw! Wow! Boop! Bhah!”

Yes, at least it was until this moment.

Currently, Abigail couldn’t even fathom what was happening to her.

The happiness of being able to overlap lips with the person I’ve been dating for a lifetime was extremely fleeting.

Her thoughts had long since been completely engulfed by the pale pink pleasure that mercilessly plowed through her mouth and penetrated her brain.

It was only relatively recently that Abigail had fully mastered the knowledge of sexual intercourse between men and women.

A man and a woman mixing each other’s tongues is a light caress before the show. It was a fact that even she, who was like Jeong-jeong, had heard it well before.

‘This, this… Is this just foreplay…? Me, I can’t believe it… Are you saying that good men and women all over the world are doing dangerous acts like this that will burn their brains like they’re eating…?’

Even though the main room hadn’t even started yet, Abigail was already shocked by the pleasure that seemed to cut her consciousness.

Contrary to her frightened concerns, it was to be seen that the current situation was quite far from normal intercourse between a man and a woman.

Magical power that is said to be the source of all the materials that make up this world.

Inside the dungeon overflowing with supernatural resources, her astute five senses, which had been honed to a level that far surpassed the human category, were evidently a reliable ally in a wartime situation.

However, in a situation like now, where the senses are inevitably sensitive in a different way from the wartime situation, those protruding five senses were nothing but a great bad news.

Abigail’s hazy gaze suddenly turned to the bride in front of her.

A solid body that could not even be imagined from the thin appearance. brittle bones.

The wild body odor emanating from the droplets of sweat on the bridge of his nose boasted an addictiveness that was incomparable to the smell of drugs he smelled out of curiosity.

Pleasant goosebumps naturally sprout from the moist breath that moistens his ears, and his saliva dripping down his throat is as sweet as ripe fruit.

All the things brought about by the senses far beyond the human realm were driving Abigail crazy.

Of course, not everyone felt this way.

Abigail was subconsciously aware that only this person, only this man, only this male could have brought her to this point.

If there is a key that can bring one’s body into heat at any time, the man in front of him must be holding it.

”Poo, pooh! hot! Whoa! Whoa, whoa… Yes····.”

The moment he parted his lips for a moment to breathe, Abigail was relieved.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to have him observe the vulgar way of bouncing up and down her breasts, which were already prominent due to her intense breathing.

For now, the priority was to indulge in this sweet moment of rest, like the sweet rain of a drought.

Swoop.

”Eh?”

What came into Abigail’s field of vision, blurred by a strong sense of exhaustion, was the figure of him staring at her breasts.

I had read in a book before that most men prefer women’s large breasts, but the sight of him staring at his breasts so intently felt quite strange.

Is he also a man who can’t help it?

It was then.

In her mind, which had been dazed for a moment, an accident like lightning flickered violently.

‘I’ve come up with a good idea! At this moment, the priest is seduced by my heart! I’m saving my stamina!’

A part of her body that would sometimes receive compliments from her female colleagues, such as how pretty it looked or how nice it felt to touch, something that Abigail herself didn’t quite appreciate.

For the first time, I felt grateful for my own heart, which I sometimes thought was annoying because instead of benefiting from combat or daily life, it only hindered me.

‘As expected, there is nothing useless in this world! It’s something to live and see! I didn’t live long!’

While the bride is touching her breasts, let’s meditate on overly sensitive body sensations.

It was a hastily prepared last resort, but Abigail predicted that the success rate of this ploy was high.

Unlike the tongue, which is inevitably sensitive because of the small nerves gathered together, breasts are just flesh.

Even if it was touched or sucked, it was clear that there would be no harm.

In fact, when she first learned about the concept of erogenous zones, Abigail had a history of touching various parts of her body and confirming in advance that such areas did not exist for her.

As expected, before being a woman, she is a warrior with a noble mission.

This body is not for your own self-interest, but a sword for performing your achievements as a warrior.

At that time, that gracious realization that she recited while shedding tears was one of Abigail’s pride.

‘what?’

It was then. Abigail’s thoughts burst out with a small admiration. At the top of it, a small question welled up.

Her breasts were moving smoothly up and down like puffed bread dough.

It was because the shape of the pink bump in the center was slightly different from the one in her memory.

The naked body you see every night when you wash your body.

As a warrior who should be an example to everyone, it was one of her essential daily routines to check her body condition every night because she shouldn’t have unnecessary flab or lean muscles.

Is it because of my mood?

It was around the time that the hero, who felt that his nipples were slightly more prominent than usual, tilted his head inadvertently.

”after.”

”Hugi it♡”

The bride, who carefully placed her lips on the tip, let out a breath as if blowing out a candle from a match, and the pink electrodes that instantly spread from the tip to her whole body made Abigail’s mind and body convulse for a moment.

”Poetry, bride!? wait a minute! There! Ugh ♡ bridesmaids ♡ that ♡ there ♡ ugh ♡”

”Yes.”

”Oh no! Ughhhhh

It was a huge mistake.

To think he was conserving stamina between glances at his chest. It was an outrageous sound.

His breath only took one breath, but the tip was only slightly bitten off.

This absurd situation, in which pleasure spread all over her body, clearly showed how sloppy Abigail’s judgment was.

”I’ve said it before, but if you ask me to stop or say no, it’s the end right there.”

”Mueup♡ Eup ♡ Eup♡ Ugh ♡ Eup ♡”

The reason for biting off the bed sheet and covering her mouth was no different.

In front of this violent stimulation, if I let go of my tension even for a moment, even for a moment, it seemed like a plea for me to stop would come out.

I couldn’t let this genius opportunity to overlap my body under an agreement like this in vain like this.

Abigail saw in the rushing torrent of pleasure.

His fingers were clearly visible even when the pure white electric current tingled and flickered. The unpleasant light source on that ring finger.

While he was asleep, she tried to take it off along with the clothes he was wearing, but for some reason, that repulsive wedding ring that couldn’t be removed or broken somehow kept her mind from going into a stupor.

I didn’t want to lose.

as much as that woman.

Because of that, I resisted the pleasure with all my might.

but.

Both arms are tied with a cloth and held in his hands, and both legs are laid on his body, and his breasts are being touched and sucked.

In the midst of this, even his mouth was blocked, so it was no big deal that his body, which could not find a place to discharge pleasure, would occasionally show movements outside of consciousness.

Spread out toes. flabby waist. The vagina became so moist that you could hear the dirty sound of water.

Abigail was just worried about how this ugly look of hers would appear to him.

”Exciting♡ uuu ♡”

Every time his sticky, warm tongue licked, bit, and sucked at her nipples.

scream. No, groans close to animal cries broke out in succession.

It was to the point where he could clearly sense that his energy was running low.

I wasn’t this tired even when I hadn’t slept for a week and struggled with monsters.

Even getting rid of him by force has now become an impossible option.

At that very moment, in Abigail’s thoughts, a sensation that was unfamiliar to her rose like smoke.

helplessness.

However, it is not the unpleasant form of powerlessness that leads to collapse and loss of energy, but the pleasant sense of helplessness that evokes a sense of ecstasy and fullness like an inheritance.

I was happy to have my freedom suppressed by him and treated like an object. I was just happy.

It feels like the guilt of the day is being forgiven. I feel like I have become his property.

”Heh, heh, uh, uhhhhh…♡”

Abigail carefully removed her biting mouth, ready to rip off the sheet, and directed her saliva-stained lips to him.

It was clear at a glance that his languid movements were looking for a kiss.

Whether this behavior was to fawn on him or to block out any objection that might leak out, she herself did not know.

”Oh my God…♡”

He also quietly brought his face to Abigail, who had a half-melted face.

But the destination was not her lips.

side.

Shortly after giving her a small kiss on the ear, he smiled slyly.

”Huh?”

The only thing Abigail, who let out a stupid voice in an unexpected situation, realized that his thick fingers were moving toward her wet pussy.

”Now, wait a minute—-♡”

It was after the waves of pleasure that had never been compared swallowed her consciousness in one bite.

Even in her imperfect consciousness, Abigail could sense it vaguely.

That the night isn’t over yet

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