The Civil Officer Can Have Sweet Dreams

With Priscia's approval, Creet decided to eat her daughter with her heart bouncing. Take off your nightgown completely and give yourself skin too. Creet looks thin, but she is in good shape. Is Priscia ashamed of herself? She turned away and closed her eyes. I guess I've never even seen a man naked.

The creet that exposed her skin hits Priscia. The skin in contact is hot and the long-lasting desire of the Creet buoys.

First grab your chest with both hands and gently rub it out. Priscia seemed to leave everything to Creet, just fantastically reddening her face and body and standing still.

The soft breasts in my hands changed shape to be funny. Gently so as not to hurt, but when I pressed both protrusions with my thumb while rubbing firmly, Priscia's body cracked. Because it's a body that doesn't know a man, Creet decides to develop a protuberance that she won't feel right here.

Speaking of which, I've never held a virgin before. Even in the sexually liberated Lukot country, the first person is still a special one, and women have one dream of being tied up with the first person in particular. I guess it would be an extra dream because I rarely get tied up with that other person. Because of the sexual flux, people soon overlap their bodies with different opponents, and people become greedy when they say, "There may be a more compatible opponent next." Especially since there are a lot of people with that idea in a man, we need to get to the first person and marry each other, and not think about spending the rest of our lives together. Thanks to this, there is also a high divorce rate.

Although Creet is not willing to let go of Priscia for the rest of her life. Letting go of Priscia would also lead to letting go of her job.

With that in mind, Creet perseveres in nagging Priscia's nipples and also slips her own hips and feet onto Priscia's skin to irritate Priscia's skin.

"... uh, hey"

I guess Priscia, who was silent at first, has also had a slight change in her body's response to Creet's blame. She twisted herself and exhaled sweetly. Thought you had a good voice, Creet included one protrusion in her mouth. Her voice rose again from Priscia, but her body jumped as she chewed the fully stiffened protrusion softly and turned it at the tip of her tongue. Creet's eyes narrowed as she began to feel. I learned that teaching pleasure to a white, innocent body is a lot of fun this year. I can't afford it. I'm sure I couldn't have enjoyed it this way when I was young. Basically all I can think about is getting into it when I'm young. Reasonable Creet thought somewhere to dissolve her greed in moderately the shortest amount of time, and she didn't have much experience enjoying herself from foreplay when it came to that.

I am well aware that Priscia treats Creet very devotionally and gently. That's why Creet wants to be as nice to Priscia as she can be. I also think that's the least bit of courtesy for this young daughter.

He says it hurts the first time, but I don't want him to feel as painful as he can. I also have trouble getting rejected from the next time I feel painful. I haven't gotten to the end of it yet, but I found out about this skin once. I definitely want to avoid being unable to touch it.

I think so, stroking Priscia's smooth back in the palm of my hand, going back and forth so many times as to follow her spine. Under the Creet, Priscia's body was completely lit by fire and she was constantly twisting herself to escape the irritation she was given from her chest.

"Mmm... no."

Sweet wet voices come from overhead, but there won't be some stupid guy here who can honestly take that voice and stop. Creet slides her hand caressing her back, stroking Priscia's belly, slowly turning her hand downwards. Grabbing the base of his thick crotch, Priscia's back became.

"Oh, no."

Words like a toddler who could zero out of the usually calm Priscia unnecessarily stirred up the desire of Creet. I guess Priscia instinctively figured out where Creet's hand was headed next. He shook his neck nasty and his soft hair made a crisp noise on the sheet.

My fingers reach the important place of Priscia. To the feeling of feeling lukewarm, Creet's mouth, still bullying her chest, took the form of a laugh. Not many, but wet. It's my first time, but I feel firmly for the caress of Creet. I felt the evidence at my fingertips and Creet's heart rose. Moisturizing her fingers with love fluid through her secret lips and gently pushing up the protrusion on the top of her secret lips with her wet thumb made her the biggest body of Priscia ever.

"!"

"It's fine."

While holding onto that body, Creet gently forgives. But I never stopped my hand from moving. That place is too delicate. Of course no one would have touched it. By the time you feel comfortable enough, you need to develop it just like your chest. There is no such fun development from Creet. Don't let the sudden irritation frighten you, Creet just pushes her thumb up there twitching. That's the first feeling I've had from Priscia.

"... ah... ya..."

Knowing that she was a little tearful of shame, Creet stretched her body once her mouth was off her chest and mouthed on Priscia's cheek. The spiked neck is stained bright red. With a smile on its cuteness, Creet layered her lips so that she could forgive the lips that were being bitten off.

"Eh."

Creet took my lips, and my voice leaks from between my overlapping lips, which I would have desperately held down.

"Never mind, you just have to speak up"

"Eh."

"I want to hear."

I wonder if I can make such a sweet voice myself, and while Creet is a little frightened of herself, she speaks out to make Priscia feel soft. Keep caressing Priscia's secrets during that time. The place, which was only slightly wet, overflowed with evidence that it now feels like this, and kept the hands of Creet wet. The wetter the plenty of Kriet's fingers, the smoother the movement will be to follow Priscia's secret lips, and her wet, hot fingers will blame Priscia. An electric shock ran all over Priscia's body as the projection, which had only ever been pushed up with her fingers, slowly even with her wet fingers.

"Oh, hey."

I look at Priscia's face like that with a face that Creet seems happy with. I'm embarrassed about that, too, but for Priscia today, the feeling of first taste was more of a problem.

Priscia's body numbs every time Creet's fingers move. I can see something hot looming in my lower body that I don't know how to handle. The fingers are only slightly moving.

I was afraid of that unknown feeling, and Priscia didn't know what to do.

"Please don't do it again."

His breath was also constant. When Priscia complained, Creet kissed Priscia's cheek again. Of course my hands won't stop.

"Wow, me, crazy."

"Nothing strange. I just don't know what it feels like to be here for the first time."

Although she had heard the story, Priscia was frightened that this meant it would peak. The fever in the lower body is getting closer and closer, and something like uncut is coming up behind the cucumber and the body.

"Wow."

"It's okay. Yike."

Creet whispered gently, moving her fingers a little faster. As if I knew how I could catch up with Priscia. A wet finger rubs Priscia's protrusion into small pieces, and its water sounds can also be heard in Priscia's ears. Priscia was desperate to put up with something like an impending wave, but that patience didn't last long. Creet's fingers didn't forgive me.

"Ah."

Priscia opens her eyes wide. No, something's coming! The moment I think about it, my body jumps big like it's not my own, and my body shrinks.

"Do it - hmm."

Swallow by the hot waves, Priscia had a strange sense of defeat and openness in the corner of her head. I don't know if this is what pleasure is, but I'm not used to it yet, Priscia. But I know my body is crazy and I'm jumping so freaked out that I can't control myself. I can speak from my mouth on my own. All I can think about is the stimulus I received.

"Is this your first time? I'm glad you got it right."

Creet gently stroked her still crunching body and her lips were dropped on Priscia's temples.

When Priscia, who was exhaling, looked up in horror, Creet was smiling as she stared at Priscia like that. Kiyun and Priscia's chest rattled. Creet looked so sweet. I've never seen a face like this in the royal palace. The Creet I had seen in the Royal Palace always looked full of heads and difficult about their work, and the daytime time spent by the two of them often looked tired.

Of course I knew Creet was being extra nice to Priscia. The face for others and the face for Priscia draw a line. Creet is always calm when it comes to Priscia. So much so that Priscia was surprised that he was such a soft person.

Still, the face Creet is showing Priscia now was kinder and sweeter than ever. I can see that Priscia is the only one with a narrowed, gentle brown eye.

Oh, me, this guy's taking care of me.

Priscia felt the exact matter. Maybe the reason Creet takes care of Priscia is because of the power of her hands. But I don't care about that. Creet is watching Priscia with such a gentle face. It treats me so important.

"What's wrong?

Seeing tears overflowing from Priscia's eyes, Creet grinned a little troubled and shrugged those tears with her fingers.

I like it, Priscia thought. I like this guy.

I like Creet, though I've been pushing that thought deep down in my heart until now. Someone who sleeps happily with his own hands. Someone very smart and supportive of the country's hub. Someone who dedicates herself to work until she is critical and desperately takes a break between bundles by herself by being a famous nobleman and a high ranking but shrunk in a dirty room.

From the first time I saw that sleeping figure, when I felt tired of him touching his hand, Priscia couldn't leave Creet alone.

I wanted to heal this man, I thought sincerely. I thought I would do anything for it.

I've been pretending not to know it myself, thinking that if I put out Priscia's love strongly, I wouldn't like Creet. I thought it would be better not to feel that way because I couldn't get out of that habit when I got married and Creet wouldn't love Priscia anything else.

But if you look at me with such a kind eye. If you'll take care of it. I feel like I've been rewarded for everything. Creet may not have a similar relationship with Priscia. Creet itself, I don't feel like the type of person who has that kind of love.

But I'm sure Creet will take care of Priscia. Creet is Priscia's proud wonderful husband.

Tears spilled out of Priscia's eyes, overflowing with happy emotions, but Priscia extended her arm to Creet without saying anything and hugged her around its neck. Creet exhaled and laughed small at Priscia's behavior like that.

"Once you get used to it, you'll feel better"

Priscia laughed at Creet for saying something wrong. I have no idea in my previous experience that I can see a delicate woman's heart in a creet. I actually like that.

I don't know what you thought of the hugging Priscia, but Creet's fingers move out again. Once reached, Priscia's body was easier to feel while virgin, and her body jumped noticeably on its fingers.

I guess Creet started getting ready to the end. The discomfort ran in her body and Priscia held her breath for a moment. I feel a tingling pain. Creet's fingers were implanted.

"Make sure it doesn't hurt as much as possible"

Whisper to Priscia so that Creet can forgive her. Nodding at it, Priscia said in her heart that it was good that it hurt. If you can accept Creet, if Creet feels comfortable with it, it can hurt. I can get a first for whoever I want. Besides, we're already married. I can't believe I'm already with someone I like.

Whether love fluid has overflowed from honest Priscia's body, a mess of water sounds indoors. While burying her face on Creet's shoulder, Priscia was desperate to accept a little pain and discomfort in her body.

"Priscia."

Priscia's heartbeat echoes the first time she heard a slight blur of Creet. Oh, I'm ready, Priscia understood. Creet wakes herself up and grabs Priscia's thick crotch. In an embarrassing position, Priscia closed her eyes. Tension seemed to make my heart jump out of my mouth.

"Sorry if it hurts."

Make sure Creet's fingers are plugged into Priscia again and the entrance is opened. That's how the heat pressed there, and when Priscia shuddered pretending to be something hotter and more massive than she thought, the pile of that heat shoved in for a long time.

"!"

I accidentally screamed from Priscia's mouth and bit her lip. Reaching over, Creet grabbed Priscia's arm and covered her body to hold her in.

"Yay, ah."

Still, Creet's body moves into Priscia. Ouch, hot, Priscia held her breath and led to Creet.

"Priscia, I'm sorry, does it hurt?

Creet sounds bitter too. Priscia also found out that her body was sore and that she was tightening up the creet that came into her body. I'm sure Creet is experiencing pain in the narrow as well.

"Yes, it is."

Priscia managed to utter the word, cutting it off. I didn't want you to come this far and stop, and it's a pain I'll definitely have to go through someday. Exhale loudly, trying desperately to remove the strength of your body.

He also doesn't intend to quit Creet, stroking Priscia's body, but he rubs his hips and pushes his hips all the way through again.

"…… It's OK, I got it all in for now"

Gently said as she stroked her head on the creet, Priscia pressed up her wet eyelashes, which were completely tearful, and opened her eyes. My lower body is still complaining about the pain, but I'm relieved to find out that it's never going to come in any deeper for now.

But it still hurts the first time, Priscia sighed. I don't know anyone else, but Creet must have treated Priscia very gently. If it still hurts, Priscia thought it might have been more painful in other people's hands, but she thought they were really good in Creet.

I'm sure Priscia will never know for the rest of her life that Creet is in pain for having something bigger than average because she doesn't know the other person.

Creet had a hot heartbeat in Priscia, but it seemed to keep her company until Priscia settled down. Caress Priscia's hair while connected and mouth slowly.

"You can't take your own pain with your own hands."

"Yes."

"Well, that's inconvenient. I wish I had the strength."

Creet said in a serious voice and slipped her hand, placing it on Priscia's lower abdomen. Having accidentally followed that hand with his eyes, Priscia saw the way the man's muscled big hand stroked his stomach and the sight of the place where the other two were connected, and blood went up on his head with shame. It's a stark sight too vivid from Priscia, who does this for the first time.

The whole body of Priscia tightened up the creet all of a sudden to see if the upset had come out on her body as well.

Creet frowns.

"Priscia."

Priscia smiled at her sloppy sweet voice. Creet is sloppy. I don't know if Creet herself knows, but when he wants something from Priscia, he always makes this voice. Priscia could say no to that voice. I never tried it, and I never intended to say it.

"Because it won't be intense"

Still in a sweet voice, Creet blurred Priscia's lips, grabbing her back and slowly moving out. I was Priscia, who closed her eyes immediately, but I can't tell you that I thought that Creet, who I saw for a moment, looked kind of happy and looked like a kid with the same face Peter had when he put the toy in front of me.

"Oh, no."

It was also between the bundles that he was conceived of that, and when Creet moved out, Priscia became desperate by putting up with the voice coming out of her mouth. Like I said, maybe Creet is moving gently. Don't unplug the most painful, shake your hips and circle around like you're spinning inside. Still, I knew there was dull pain, and I couldn't feel the kind of pleasure I had just reached with my fingers. But I can't tell you how happy I am that someone I like is in my body and keeps me feverish to indulge in Priscia.

"Ahem!

Priscia turned bright red with an unexpectedly high gasp from her mouth. Because an electric shock accidentally ran to my body, which was only feeling something close to pain. When I open my eyes, Creet is shaking her body, placing her hands around where the two are connected.

"Do it! No!

Creet, while embedded in Priscia, stimulated with her fingers the flower core that had driven her to the top earlier. Once reached there, Priscia's body accepted the stimulus given by Creet as "pleasure".

"No, that's it, there."

As Priscia clung to Creet, Creet laughed, still sweating on her forehead.

"Because Priscia seems comfortable here, too"

"Chi, there, Masoo!

Priscia's untold lies are a prospect for Creet. Anyway, every time I mess with you there, I get a sweet whisper from Priscia's mouth and her body jumps.

"I really want you to say yes inside, but that's after you get used to it."

Creet says pleasantly, rubbing the protrusion with her wet fingers and shaking her hips. Because Priscia's consciousness deviated from the stimulus she was given. The interior seems to have loosened, and the genitals begin to pump slightly. Creet's pleasant face is slightly distorted to withstand pleasure. Priscia, watching with a blurred look at that face, rejoiced at the fact that she was giving comfort to Creet.

"Yah!

Priscia glanced back wide as Creet's fingers pushed the protrusion hard to see if she felt it. That strange wave that I felt earlier pushes me again. This time, Priscia found out it was pleasure.

Priscia tightened her creet hard as she put her voice like a small animal out of her mouth. As embarrassing as it gets myself, over and over again, Priscia's vagina cramps and tangles in the creet.

Make sure to hold Priscia's head, which is stunned by the intense irritation, and leak a loud exhale that will withstand something too. Priscia's body bounced bickly again as she heard a breath mixed with the man's tone, while Priscia felt something hot sprayed behind her body.

"……… Ah."

For the first time a sweet voice came out of Priscia's mouth receiving a man's sperm. Creet poured the sperm into Priscia so calmly that she thought she was going to leave that much. The heat that was compressing inside Priscia grows more adult.

Creet, covered in Priscia, was still exhaling roughly in her ear. Priscia's breathing is also severely disturbed. When I noticed it, my hair was sticking to my sweaty body.

You're such a tiresome act, and when Priscia respected the people in the world who were doing the same thing, a once exhaled creature woke herself up. So slowly pull the genitals out of Priscia's midst. Priscia's face was distorted by a complex discomfort that could not be described as pain or loss.

A glimpse of Priscia, where the white liquid mixed with red muscles, a sign of tearing, and a sight that was intolerable to see for beginner Priscia, accidentally buried her face in the sheet.

"Are you all right?

"Excuse me......"

While Priscia was shuddering in shame, Creet gave me a finish and even put Priscia on her nightgown. Apologizing feeling sorry for what had made Creet do everything, Creet laughed and softly embraced Priscia.

"What are you apologizing for?

"…… No, well, get me a lot of things…"

"It's what I do."

Priscia also found that Creet's voice was flamboyant and in a good mood.

"Um, me, were you okay?

"Yeah?"

"……… were you properly made?

As Priscia said as she turned red, Creet glanced a little, "Oh, very much," she still put her lips around Priscia's neck and sucked.

Priscia is relieved and puts her hand on Creet's head that she seems to have been able to satisfy her husband for now. It didn't convey anything like tiredness, but today ended up being a late hour even though I came back earlier than usual because of it.

"Dear Creet, go to sleep"

"Yeah. I will. Thanks, Priscia."

Has the overlaid creet lost her temper yet, after dropping her lips again on Priscia's chest peeking from her nightgown, she buried her face there as usual and closed her eyes gently.

Staring at that face, Priscia continued to gently stroke Creet's head, feeling tickled by the dull pain still lingering behind her body.

In the morning, the sound of knocking on the door awakens Priscia's consciousness. When her body surrounding Priscia moved and her eyes opened feeling lonely at her departing body temperature, Creet was just getting up. Priscia had her clothes on last night, but apparently Creet didn't wear them. I saw that complexion in the morning light, and Priscia let her gaze swim.

"…… Good morning."

After Nella walked into the bedroom as usual blinking her eyes for a moment, she smiled and greeted her as usual.

"Oh, good morning."

Creet doesn't seem to care about anything, and when she weaves her nightgown, she gets out of bed. When Priscia also tried to wake up, Creet pushed such Priscia aside.

"You should still be asleep. I'll tell my parents it's appropriate."

"Yes......"

Creet started coming home every day, and I just couldn't make it to dinner time, but in the morning, unless Creet left early, the four of us in the family started eating. Fame is in a good mood to complain to his son about the situation.

But there was some behavior last night, and Priscia snorted honestly at Creet's words because she also felt weak. Most importantly, after doing that with Creet, I didn't feel like I could spend my breakfast time as usual with my peaceful face. It's going to be weird words and deeds in front of Duran and Fame.

"Nera, take care of Priscia."

"Yes, I understand."

As Creet walked out of her bedroom, Nella turned a friendly eye to Priscia.

"Master Priscia, what do you want to do? Do you want to take a bath? Or can you sleep a little more?

"… I'm sorry, please take a bath……"

My body was a little weak, but I was more concerned about sweating last night. Creet wiped my lower body, too, but I'm sure it's dirty.

Nella must have been told what happened last night. It was very embarrassing, but it is normal for servants to know that because they are aristocrats, and for them to clean that up. Priscia decided to reopen it, saying that it would be harder for Nella to do the opposite if she was too shy.

Carefully wash your body in the hot tub you have prepared and return to your room. Looks like Nella replaced the sheets in the bedroom.

Nella prepared a missed breakfast in Priscia's room.

"Excuse me, thank you."

I feel refreshed in the hot tub and my body feels saggy. When I saw the rice in line, I was suddenly hungry. Nella stared quietly at Priscia as she took her seat with her cheeks slightly hot, wondering if it was because she used her strength last night.

"Dear Priscia,"

"Yes."

When Priscia looked up, Nella looked a little troubled, but convinced.

"I also think it would be rude for me to ask this kind of thing - does Master Priscia like it about Master Creet?

Nella's eyes seemed worried. Priscia glances at breakfast once, then looks up.

"Yes."

Priscia stared at Nella and snorted firmly.

"Very. Very, very fond."

When Priscia smiled, Nella's expression soothed at once.

"Is that so? That was good. Good for you, Master Priscia."

"Yes, thank you, for worrying about me"

Priscia's chest got much hotter. Nella knew. That there's no body relationship between you two. That would be so, it's Nella who gets the bed ready every morning. I guess I've been married for the past six months and realized that there's no sign of any such act between us.

And this morning, you must have gotten your bed ready and noticed. That it was Priscia's first time. Because I'm sure the marks would have been left on the sheet.

Two people suddenly married without a body relationship or anything. And half a month, two people who had not made any progress. Nella must have been worried when she found out about it. I guess he was also worried that last night might have been impossible.

"Please take your time today"

"Thank you."

Priscia was about to cry somewhat, panicking and a little rude as an aristocratic woman, hurrying to get her hands on breakfast.

Something has weakened my tear glands since yesterday. But Priscia wanted to remember the taste of this slightly soggy, but extraordinarily delicious breakfast for the rest of her life.