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âOh! Huek! Argh! Ahh!â
Lyleâs hot penis was pushed between her thighs. Medea sobbed and grimaced at the rough rubbing against her wet entrance.
Having already orgasmed several times, she was shuddering at the sensation of Lyleâs thick penis rubbing against her swollen petals.
âHaa⦠Oh! Ahhhhhâ¦â¦.â
Medea orgasmed with Lyle, as his penis spewed semen.
After letting go of her legs, he carefully hugged her so he would not press her body with his own weight. A sweet groan flowed out of the overlapping lips.
âHaaâ¦Millieâ¦â¦.â
Licking Medeaâs lips, Lyle smiled contentedly. He couldnât put it in It was because I couldnât insert it, but I could see Medea laughing.
On the other hand, Medea, who barely defended her butt, was crying. She was able to protect her butt this time, but next time, if itâs like this againâ¦â¦.
âIs this also a buff for the male protagonist?â
âWhy do I think it might be good? I canât do it properly because Iâm already pregnant! Iâm not sure if I can complain about his desire.â
âNo. I donât know about anything else, but thatâs a littleâ¦â¦. And if itâs Lyleâs, it will definitely hurt. Well, maybe it wonât hurt a lotâ¦â¦.â
Realizing that the lewd devil in her head was about to take over, Medea shook her head. If she fell for this temptation, she would enjoy it twice as muchâ¦Itâs not that! It was clear that Lyle would do it twice.
She had watched r-19 BL and did not want to experience the hardships of a bottom.
âIâll protect my ass!â
âOh!â
Her body trembled, getting turned on, at the touch of his erection as if it were natural. Lyle smiled, pleased and hugging such an adorable Medea.
âWhat are you thinking so deeply about?ââ
âOh⦠Nothingâ¦â¦. Ugh, Your Majestyâ¦â¦. Now touch thereâ¦â¦. Ahhhâ¦.â
As he skillfully caressed her flower bud soaked in body fluids, her entrance began to flutter obscenely again.
Medea tried to remove his hand, saying she couldnât do it anymore, but he persistently stroked her lower lips until wine spilled. She felt like she was going to die at his fingertips lightly brushed on the edge of her flower bud.
âOh, stopâ¦â¦.â
âIf you tell me what you were thinking,â
Lyle whispered, chuckling. She became teary and squeezed out words to answer.
âOh, the babyâs nameâ¦â¦ a name for the baby.â
âAlready? Hmmâ¦â¦. Well, it would be nice to decide in advance.â
Perhaps it was a satisfactory answer, his fingers fell off her vagina.
Lyle hugged her tightly as he laid down next to her. She breathed a sigh of relief. His hand rising from her lower entrance lovingly caressed Medeaâs still-flat belly with reverence.
Inside of her was their child. Just that thought alone made him happy and his heart swelled.
Lyle heard that pregnant women suffered considerably, but Medea did not show signs of difficulty as if the child had entered gently. Lyle smiled happily because the baby was already a good child.
âI think itâd be nice to be a daughter.â
Whether it was a son or a daughter, they would inherit this country after him. Even before his relationship with Medea got better, he thought they should only have one child. Itâs not good to disperse power.
Now, after reading a book about pregnancy, he was more certain about giving birth to only one. He was riddled with worries just by reading from a book about how difficult pregnancy and childbirth were.
He should have had less sex with her for her sake.â¦. He was worried because it was not easy even though they both shared feelings.
âItâs so goodâ¦â¦.â
Lyle thought, burying his face in Medeaâs neck, breathing thinly. The more he embraced her, the more his heart swelled. He felt like he couldnât control his desires entirely.
Medea twisted her body as his hand stroking her lower abdomen came up and kneaded her breast. Lyle softly touched Medea, next to him.
âMy Empressâ¦. Is there anything you want? Or something you need?â
Lyle whispered as he kissed Medeaâs shoulder. She thought that he said this a lot.
âIs it that good to have kids?â
Asking for less sex was off the table, and he had already granted her request to make Seira her escort knight.
ââ¦â¦.â
Medea, who was agonizing over her thoughts, looked up at Lyle.
âAfter having a baby.â
âYes.â
âCan I do it from the top? Your Majesty would stay stillâ¦â¦. I wish I could take the initiative.â
Stunned, Lyle, blankly looked at the lovely sight of Medea with her eyes twinkling out of curiosity, and then burst into laughter.
âI was wondering what you were going to say with such a serious expressionâ¦â¦. Was it something like that? If thatâs the case, it doesnât have to be a favor.â
Lyle took Medeaâs hand and kissed the back of it and looked at it with ardor.
âYouâre always welcomed.â
âThenâIâm really going to do whatever I want then! Your Majesty, cannot move!â
âYes, yes.â
In fact, he would be grateful if Medea attacked him first. Before it would have felt unpleasant, but now he was very happy at the prospect. As a result, he waited with even more anticipation for the day Medea would give birth.