Aaron answered firmly and kissed her gently. Leila moaned as his weight tilted and the penetration deepened. He swallowed even her moans. Aaron suppressed the urge to move his hips and continued to suck and lick her lips. Every time Leila’s insides twitched and—regardless of her intention—she stroked his swallowed penis, his mind seemed to intermittently turn gray, but he endured it with great patience.
As they kissed, kissed, kissed until their lips were swollen, Leila felt her tension slowly relax. Her tight, tight insides gave him some room to relax.
“Give me permission to move.”
“Ah, Aaron. N, n, no.”
She tightened again as if she was scared just by the words. Not knowing that such a reaction would stimulate him more. No, even if she knew, it would be something she couldn't do anything about. Aaron let out an uncontrollable groan as her hot insides tightened as if trying to push him away.
“Ugh... Then are you just going to stay like this?”
It would be nice to stay like this until morning. Aaron was trying to calm his excitement as he thought to himself.
“Uh, that, that too.”
“Then please allow me. Hurry up.”
Ah, it's so cute and lovely, he's going crazy. The way she stares at him with her eyes wide open like a rabbit, unable to do anything. It's so lovely that he feels like crying. It's sex that's so overwhelming, like being overwhelmed by sublimity rather than lust, that he doesn't know what to do.
The woman who held the power over his joy and happiness swallowed him up. She accepted the selfish man as he was with her narrow and delicate parts. Just that alone made his heart beat, and he felt like he could die from happiness.
“Then gently... gently.”
Leila licked Aaron’s sweaty cheek and said earnestly. Ah, permission. It felt like something that had been suppressed was being released. Aaron slowly began to move his waist. The process of shaking off the flesh that was clinging to him and pulling out slightly, and then pushing in gently again, was slow. The sweat on the tip of his chin, which had been formed from the hardship of suppressing his impulses, fell. Leila pulled his face in first and kissed him, as if she was gradually getting used to the volume of pulling out slightly and then gently thrusting in again. The insides that were starting to get wet again lubricated the movements easily.
“Good, oh, good. Aaron, so, so good, Aaron is so good...”
At that moment, Aaron arched his back in a different direction than before, then pushed himself up again to the root.
"Ah!"
Aaron's gestures became a little bolder. He no longer showed any detailed words or patient actions.
“Ugh! Argh!”
He rubbed and stroked Leila's back, waist, and shoulders, and moved his hips back and forth. Leila's legs spread wider on their own as the pain revived and the equally overwhelming pleasure. Every time the round tip entered her flesh as if it were crushing it, her body trembled with a thrill similar to a feeling of fullness. However, every time the thing that had filled her insides left, Leila also felt the pain of all her insides being swept away.
“Ouch, it hurts. Yes, it hurts, ah. Aaron!”
Without even realizing what she was saying, Leila clung to Aaron. Every time his testicles rubbed against her skin, which was sensitive to tension, she felt a thrill that made her toes tingle, and she couldn't come to her senses.
Aaron was the same. Amid the series of events where he was thrusting in and out of her, his mind was completely absorbed in Leila, who was chewing him up.
“Ah.. Shit.”
“Uh, uh. Ah, uh... Ah.”
He can't stand it.
Thud thud. His buttocks were tense enough that his muscles were tense. His hips were thrashing at an increasing pace.
“Ah, ugh!”
The pain gradually faded away, and Leila could hear the wet, almost slippery, slosh of the joint. The creaking of the old bed, the sound of Aaron's heavy breathing on her chin, the friction sound of him digging into her.
The sound of something being completed.
Every time Aaron thrust his hips hard, Leila's body shook along with him. Just lying still and receiving him made her sweat pour down like rain and made her breathe hard.
She felt like she was being loved indiscriminately. Aaron was absorbed in tearing at her insides, and a part of him was leaving a heat inside her.
“Ugh, ah... uhh! Aaron, more, give me more. More.”
So that's what she said. Phew. Aaron's movements, which had been inserted all the way to the root, stopped. He pursed his lips and held Leila tightly, suppressing his moans. Then he buried his teeth in the soft curve of her collarbone and whispered in a short voice.
“Haa, Leila. I’ll do it inside.”
“What... Heh, what?”
“I’m going to cum inside Leila.”
He was so desperate that he couldn't even finish a single word. He was so unfamiliar with her because he was so affectionate and cut off all possibilities. She liked him because he expressed his desire with his whole body.
Soon, Aaron straightened his upper body and grabbed Leila's calves and spread them apart. Leila's slightly swollen entrance was exposed. Aaron looked down at the wet, glistening joint. The slight red blood reflected on the base of the genitals was clearly visible to his eyes. The brief pause brought about a hot tension, like the calm before a storm.
He leaned back.
A swollen, wet vagina is revealed.
He pushed his waist back in again.
They were swallowed up by the roots, as if they had been grafted with flesh.
"Ah...!"
Leila scratched the back of Aaron's hand, at a loss for the changed insertion angle.
It was from then on that his movements really started to get rough. There was no longer any rule to the act of pulling out his long, thick penis until it was almost out and then thrusting it all the way into her vagina. He quickly thrust in as if he was crushing it, then rubbed the joint as if he was crushing it, then slowly pulled it out, and then quickly, quickly...
“Ah! Huh! Heuk, uh, ah! Run!”
The sound of the crash resonated almost without pause. The flowing fluid and the throbbing genitals rubbed together, and reddish foam flowed out. Leila tried to hug Aaron to control her trembling vision, but she couldn’t reach him. All she could do was hold onto the sheets. Aaron’s genitals stabbed her mercilessly like a spear, and dynamically like an animal.
Gulp, gulp.
It was bad. It was embarrassing. Now she didn't even feel pain. It was good. It was so good.
Leila covered her face as if she were about to cry. The heat that was squelching and rubbing against the inside of her legs took away even her shame at some point. Ticklish, a little more, a little more... Leila’s legs trembled as if convulsing at some point. For the first time in her life, a tidal wave of pleasure surged up from her toes and flashed before her eyes.
“Ah! Ugh! Aaron, more, more...”
“Haa, haa.”
She grabbed Aaron's sweaty buttocks. She didn't know whether she wanted to pull or push. Leila groped his firm, muscular buttocks and felt a pleasure that sent shivers down her body.
"Ah!"
Aaron, who had been thrusting deeply, violently, and mercilessly, groaned and lay down against Leila’s strongly contracting inner walls. He held her trembling body and thrust his hips down hard like a dog. The vaginal walls that had been swallowing him, swallowing him, and pushing him away before he knew it, accepted him as if sucking him in, and she, who had been rejecting him, clung to his penis as if she would not let him go. The heat of her flesh biting and squeezing his penis. The satisfaction that came from Leila completely opening her body to him. The fear was that he had eventually become a slave to his desires and crossed the line. He didn’t know which of these excited him more.
“Oh, oh! Aaron, uh... Ah, oh! Aah!”
“Haa... Huh... Ugh...”
Whatever it was, it was an extremely intense pleasure. If it were this kind of pleasure, he would be happy to become a slave.
Je don't mind dying like this.
In an instant, the resolution becomes as hard as a rock.
Aaron's movements, which had been thrusting into Leila with all his might, stopped. His penis, which had swelled up as he passionately caressed her, also stopped. Haa, haa. Only his breathing was mixed. Buried in Leila's convulsing flesh, his thing gushed out hot liquid. Leila, surprised by the foreign sensation spreading deep inside her stomach, gasped for breath and looked at Aaron.
"Ah.."
It's far away.
Aaron smiled faintly and kissed her forehead.
“...I love you. Really, I love you enough to die for.”
Aaron collapsed into Leila's arms, burying his face in them as she hugged him. 'So, Leila, forgive me.' All night long.
When he was young, he would drink until his stomach burst and still feel refreshed, but he guessed he's gotten older. Ben habitually cleaned his rifle while thinking about such things.
The weather was pretty good today. It seemed like it would be clear until tomorrow. The sky was getting farther away, and it seemed like the bitter cold would soon arrive, but for now, it was possible to endure it even with thin clothing. The autumn rain in Casnier had its own regularity, falling for a few days, stopping for a few days, and falling for a few days again, so Ben decided to go out and drive the cattle for the first time in a while this afternoon. He was still a little drunk, and his stomach was still queasy, but the cattle needed to bask in the sunlight and run around freely to live long and healthy lives.
'By the way, what on earth is this guy's supporter doing that he's so obsessed with?'
His daughter, who usually wakes up earlier than he and makes a lot of noise in the kitchen, is nowhere to be seen. He was just soaking some dry bread in milk for breakfast when Aaron, who looked tired for some reason, approached the table.
“Mr. Ben.”
Ben chewed his bread, laughing inwardly at the thought, 'What use is a young man drinking a few glasses of alcohol?'
“I raped Leila yesterday while Mr. Ben was sleeping.”
“Oh, really?”
Ben, who was absentmindedly chewing bread and drinking milk, stopped his hand. Looking at the glass of milk, the feeling of being drowsy came back. No, but more than that. What did this guy say just now? Ben slowly raised his head after half a beat and stared at Aaron.
Aaron repeated with a calm face.
“I raped Leila while she was sleeping last night.”
Ben blinked stupidly.
No, did the 'word' that kid was talking about just now imply something else? Or, wait, wait, does the word rape or commit have a different meaning in Dublin? Is there anything in the world that can be said so plainly as rape? It was as if he were hearing a foreign language, and the sense of dissonance was extreme.
“I know you treated me well, but I did something terrible to her. That’s why I’m telling you this honestly.”
He saw Leila sneaking down the stairs. As soon as she saw Aaron, Leila's face turned red. She looked like she was having a hard time walking. Bam. Ben dropped the bread he was holding.
As they kissed, kissed, kissed until their lips were swollen, Leila felt her tension slowly relax. Her tight, tight insides gave him some room to relax.
“Give me permission to move.”
“Ah, Aaron. N, n, no.”
She tightened again as if she was scared just by the words. Not knowing that such a reaction would stimulate him more. No, even if she knew, it would be something she couldn't do anything about. Aaron let out an uncontrollable groan as her hot insides tightened as if trying to push him away.
“Ugh... Then are you just going to stay like this?”
It would be nice to stay like this until morning. Aaron was trying to calm his excitement as he thought to himself.
“Uh, that, that too.”
“Then please allow me. Hurry up.”
Ah, it's so cute and lovely, he's going crazy. The way she stares at him with her eyes wide open like a rabbit, unable to do anything. It's so lovely that he feels like crying. It's sex that's so overwhelming, like being overwhelmed by sublimity rather than lust, that he doesn't know what to do.
The woman who held the power over his joy and happiness swallowed him up. She accepted the selfish man as he was with her narrow and delicate parts. Just that alone made his heart beat, and he felt like he could die from happiness.
“Then gently... gently.”
Leila licked Aaron’s sweaty cheek and said earnestly. Ah, permission. It felt like something that had been suppressed was being released. Aaron slowly began to move his waist. The process of shaking off the flesh that was clinging to him and pulling out slightly, and then pushing in gently again, was slow. The sweat on the tip of his chin, which had been formed from the hardship of suppressing his impulses, fell. Leila pulled his face in first and kissed him, as if she was gradually getting used to the volume of pulling out slightly and then gently thrusting in again. The insides that were starting to get wet again lubricated the movements easily.
“Good, oh, good. Aaron, so, so good, Aaron is so good...”
At that moment, Aaron arched his back in a different direction than before, then pushed himself up again to the root.
"Ah!"
Aaron's gestures became a little bolder. He no longer showed any detailed words or patient actions.
“Ugh! Argh!”
He rubbed and stroked Leila's back, waist, and shoulders, and moved his hips back and forth. Leila's legs spread wider on their own as the pain revived and the equally overwhelming pleasure. Every time the round tip entered her flesh as if it were crushing it, her body trembled with a thrill similar to a feeling of fullness. However, every time the thing that had filled her insides left, Leila also felt the pain of all her insides being swept away.
“Ouch, it hurts. Yes, it hurts, ah. Aaron!”
Without even realizing what she was saying, Leila clung to Aaron. Every time his testicles rubbed against her skin, which was sensitive to tension, she felt a thrill that made her toes tingle, and she couldn't come to her senses.
Aaron was the same. Amid the series of events where he was thrusting in and out of her, his mind was completely absorbed in Leila, who was chewing him up.
“Ah.. Shit.”
“Uh, uh. Ah, uh... Ah.”
He can't stand it.
Thud thud. His buttocks were tense enough that his muscles were tense. His hips were thrashing at an increasing pace.
“Ah, ugh!”
The pain gradually faded away, and Leila could hear the wet, almost slippery, slosh of the joint. The creaking of the old bed, the sound of Aaron's heavy breathing on her chin, the friction sound of him digging into her.
The sound of something being completed.
Every time Aaron thrust his hips hard, Leila's body shook along with him. Just lying still and receiving him made her sweat pour down like rain and made her breathe hard.
She felt like she was being loved indiscriminately. Aaron was absorbed in tearing at her insides, and a part of him was leaving a heat inside her.
“Ugh, ah... uhh! Aaron, more, give me more. More.”
So that's what she said. Phew. Aaron's movements, which had been inserted all the way to the root, stopped. He pursed his lips and held Leila tightly, suppressing his moans. Then he buried his teeth in the soft curve of her collarbone and whispered in a short voice.
“Haa, Leila. I’ll do it inside.”
“What... Heh, what?”
“I’m going to cum inside Leila.”
He was so desperate that he couldn't even finish a single word. He was so unfamiliar with her because he was so affectionate and cut off all possibilities. She liked him because he expressed his desire with his whole body.
Soon, Aaron straightened his upper body and grabbed Leila's calves and spread them apart. Leila's slightly swollen entrance was exposed. Aaron looked down at the wet, glistening joint. The slight red blood reflected on the base of the genitals was clearly visible to his eyes. The brief pause brought about a hot tension, like the calm before a storm.
He leaned back.
A swollen, wet vagina is revealed.
He pushed his waist back in again.
They were swallowed up by the roots, as if they had been grafted with flesh.
"Ah...!"
Leila scratched the back of Aaron's hand, at a loss for the changed insertion angle.
It was from then on that his movements really started to get rough. There was no longer any rule to the act of pulling out his long, thick penis until it was almost out and then thrusting it all the way into her vagina. He quickly thrust in as if he was crushing it, then rubbed the joint as if he was crushing it, then slowly pulled it out, and then quickly, quickly...
“Ah! Huh! Heuk, uh, ah! Run!”
The sound of the crash resonated almost without pause. The flowing fluid and the throbbing genitals rubbed together, and reddish foam flowed out. Leila tried to hug Aaron to control her trembling vision, but she couldn’t reach him. All she could do was hold onto the sheets. Aaron’s genitals stabbed her mercilessly like a spear, and dynamically like an animal.
Gulp, gulp.
It was bad. It was embarrassing. Now she didn't even feel pain. It was good. It was so good.
Leila covered her face as if she were about to cry. The heat that was squelching and rubbing against the inside of her legs took away even her shame at some point. Ticklish, a little more, a little more... Leila’s legs trembled as if convulsing at some point. For the first time in her life, a tidal wave of pleasure surged up from her toes and flashed before her eyes.
“Ah! Ugh! Aaron, more, more...”
“Haa, haa.”
She grabbed Aaron's sweaty buttocks. She didn't know whether she wanted to pull or push. Leila groped his firm, muscular buttocks and felt a pleasure that sent shivers down her body.
"Ah!"
Aaron, who had been thrusting deeply, violently, and mercilessly, groaned and lay down against Leila’s strongly contracting inner walls. He held her trembling body and thrust his hips down hard like a dog. The vaginal walls that had been swallowing him, swallowing him, and pushing him away before he knew it, accepted him as if sucking him in, and she, who had been rejecting him, clung to his penis as if she would not let him go. The heat of her flesh biting and squeezing his penis. The satisfaction that came from Leila completely opening her body to him. The fear was that he had eventually become a slave to his desires and crossed the line. He didn’t know which of these excited him more.
“Oh, oh! Aaron, uh... Ah, oh! Aah!”
“Haa... Huh... Ugh...”
Whatever it was, it was an extremely intense pleasure. If it were this kind of pleasure, he would be happy to become a slave.
Je don't mind dying like this.
In an instant, the resolution becomes as hard as a rock.
Aaron's movements, which had been thrusting into Leila with all his might, stopped. His penis, which had swelled up as he passionately caressed her, also stopped. Haa, haa. Only his breathing was mixed. Buried in Leila's convulsing flesh, his thing gushed out hot liquid. Leila, surprised by the foreign sensation spreading deep inside her stomach, gasped for breath and looked at Aaron.
"Ah.."
It's far away.
Aaron smiled faintly and kissed her forehead.
“...I love you. Really, I love you enough to die for.”
Aaron collapsed into Leila's arms, burying his face in them as she hugged him. 'So, Leila, forgive me.' All night long.
***
When he was young, he would drink until his stomach burst and still feel refreshed, but he guessed he's gotten older. Ben habitually cleaned his rifle while thinking about such things.
The weather was pretty good today. It seemed like it would be clear until tomorrow. The sky was getting farther away, and it seemed like the bitter cold would soon arrive, but for now, it was possible to endure it even with thin clothing. The autumn rain in Casnier had its own regularity, falling for a few days, stopping for a few days, and falling for a few days again, so Ben decided to go out and drive the cattle for the first time in a while this afternoon. He was still a little drunk, and his stomach was still queasy, but the cattle needed to bask in the sunlight and run around freely to live long and healthy lives.
'By the way, what on earth is this guy's supporter doing that he's so obsessed with?'
His daughter, who usually wakes up earlier than he and makes a lot of noise in the kitchen, is nowhere to be seen. He was just soaking some dry bread in milk for breakfast when Aaron, who looked tired for some reason, approached the table.
“Mr. Ben.”
Ben chewed his bread, laughing inwardly at the thought, 'What use is a young man drinking a few glasses of alcohol?'
“I raped Leila yesterday while Mr. Ben was sleeping.”
“Oh, really?”
Ben, who was absentmindedly chewing bread and drinking milk, stopped his hand. Looking at the glass of milk, the feeling of being drowsy came back. No, but more than that. What did this guy say just now? Ben slowly raised his head after half a beat and stared at Aaron.
Aaron repeated with a calm face.
“I raped Leila while she was sleeping last night.”
Ben blinked stupidly.
No, did the 'word' that kid was talking about just now imply something else? Or, wait, wait, does the word rape or commit have a different meaning in Dublin? Is there anything in the world that can be said so plainly as rape? It was as if he were hearing a foreign language, and the sense of dissonance was extreme.
“I know you treated me well, but I did something terrible to her. That’s why I’m telling you this honestly.”
He saw Leila sneaking down the stairs. As soon as she saw Aaron, Leila's face turned red. She looked like she was having a hard time walking. Bam. Ben dropped the bread he was holding.
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