I slowly admired Prisci’s pussy.


    It was heaving, showing her excitement.


    Below, it was dripping honey water, a lewd pussy.


    ‘Hmm, this reaction is even better than when I first massaged Lorein?’


    Was this really the pussy of someone experienced?


    It seemed more desperate to get pregnant than any virgin’s.


    ‘No, perhaps that’s exactly why.’


    A mature married woman’s body, well aware of the pleasures of sex.


    Her womb was craving pleasure, regardless of her will.I spread Prisci’s white thighs wider for a better view.


    Prisci, panting at the peak, finally reacted.


    “We agreed there would be no pration…”


    “Yes, don’t worry. There will be no pration. This is a massage.”


    “Massage?”


    “Yes, a pussy massage.”


    “That…that’s such nonsense…haaaah!”


    This was definitely not nonsense.


    The agreement was clear, no pration in the pussy.


    In other words, anything else was fair game.


    ‘Honestly, I’m doing well to restrain myself with such an arousing body.’


    I lightly caressed only near the pussy.


    Reacting, her pussy oozed with love juice.


    “Haaah…”


    Prisci let out sweet moans, unable to hide her pleasure.


    As expected, direct contact with the erogenous zone feels different.


    “Now, let’s start the proper massage. Rx and stayfortable.”


    “W-Wait… that’s still-”


    -p!


    “Hng!”


    I lightly spanked Prisci’s buttocks.


    Her firm, childbearing hips jiggled lewdly with just a light p.


    “Ugh… Even if you agreed to anything, doing this to an adult…”


    “Don’t worry. Lorein was skeptical at first too but soon liked it.”


    “…”


    At the mention of Lorein, Prisci red at me again.


    ring at me with her naked, dripping pussy, she looked furious.


    Just looking at her made my cock harden.


    -Squelch…?


    “Hmm…”


    I used my fingers to gently part her pussy.


    The pink flesh, already drenched, was ready to be touched.


    ‘Well, I won’t touch the hole directly for now.’


    I spread the pussy lips slightly.


    The deep hole puckered, tempting a man.


    The path to a woman’s most precious ce.


    But I didn’t insert my fingers.


    “Hmm! W-Wait…there…!”


    Ignoring Prisci’s words, I toyed with the soft pussy lips.


    I pressed them from both sides and swirled my fingers around the soft flesh.


    Teasingly close to the hole but never touching it.


    -Squelch…Squirt!


    “Aah…! Ah! Haah! Ah!”


    Each time, Prisci reacted sensitively as if having sex.


    Twisting her waist, unable to handle the overwhelming pleasure.


    Her whole body squirmed, losing control.


    ‘It’s probably driving her crazier than direct stimtion.’


    Without pration, there’s no direct, intense stimtion.


    But the pleasure was enough to make her brain tingle.


    The longer the massage continued, the more her pussy craved a cock.


    From the woman’s perspective, there was pleasure but no satisfaction to reach climax.


    Eventually, her body heated up, and the frustration intensified.


    ‘And it’spletely different from typical forey during sex.’


    As promised, there would be no pration.


    Unless she submitted, the pleasure ended here.


    For Prisci, who had to resist the temptation and endure the training, this was nothing short of torture.


    “Hng! Ah…!”


    “Prisci, your pussy lips are so plump and nice to touch. Soft yet firm.”


    “You pervert…! Don’t say that to a woman…!”


    “But I can’t resist this texture.”


    “Ugh… No more…!”


    Prisci’s hips trembled.


    Her pelvis convulsed, unable to handle the pleasure.


    A typical reaction of a woman nearing climax.


    At this point, her body was practically mine to control.


    “How is it? Can you feel your body’s sensitivity increasing?”


    “That’s impossible…!”


    “Strange. Your pussy seems eager for a cock.”


    I deliberately patted Prisci’s pussy with my palm.


    “Hngaaa…!”


    -p p p.


    Her fully erect clitoris and pussy made obscene sounds as they met my palm.


    Knowing she hated it, I did it intentionally.


    “Ah! S-Stop…! Haaaah!”


    “Is this where Lorein and Ryuz were made? Did it feel this good then too?”


    “You bastard…!”


    As expected, she resisted again at the mention of her family.


    Though her pussy, when touched, quickly returned to a state of helplessness.


    ‘This is the best sight, seeing such a woman.’


    A woman trying to resist with her mind, but her body sumbing to pleasure.


    This was what I trained women, for this sight alone.


    “Still, it’s impressive that you can speak strongly after this. Your mother’s amazing.”


    “Ugh…!”


    I stopped touching her pussy.


    Instead, I gently massaged the perineum between her pussy and anus.


    “Haa! Haah…! Hng…!”


    “Well, it’s the first day, so I’ll let you off this time.”


    My fingers, which had been stimting her intimate parts, moved up.


    Naturally, there was her pussy.


    My finger plunged deeply into the hole that was repeatedly gaping.


    “W-Wait…hmmm…!”


    Warm and sticky inner flesh.


    Her pussy, mistaking my finger for a cock, sucked eagerly.


    ‘Hmm, so this is a married woman’s pussy.’


    Not losing to her daughters, Lorein and Ryuz, in terms of tightness and softness.


    Even now, I couldn’t help but anticipate how tight it would feel when I actually prated.


    As the softness flowed through my fingers, a thrilling sensation ran down my spine.


    Finally, my finger reached the depths of this married woman’s pussy.


    ‘Of course, this isn’t enough to satisfy me.’


    Moving slowly, I searched for Prisci’s weak spot.


    I found a slightly indented part with my finger.


    A ce that could break any woman in an instant.


    An especially sensitive spot.


    “Ahh…!”


    Prisci’s body trembled as if recognizing this.


    As expected, an experienced married woman in this regard.


    “W-Wait…! Stop…! You really can’t…!”


    Prisci urgently tried to stop me, but it was toote.


    I quickly probed that spot with my finger.


    “Hiiiiii!”


    A moan that couldn’t be believed toe from a much older woman.


    A lewd yet weak moan.


    “Ohh! Huhh! Stop! Ahhh!”


    By this point, I could feel Prisci was already halfway to climax.


    But I continued to focus my fingers on her pleasure spot.


    -Squelch squelch!


    “Ahh…! Hah…! Ahhh!”


    Soon, Prisci, forgetting her dignity as an adult, clung to me.


    When her pussy could no longer hold back and made wet sounds.


    “Ooooh…!”


    -Ssh!


    Prisci finally climaxed, squirting love juice from her pussy.


    What wasmonly known as female ejaction.


    A vigorous spurt of clear love juice.


    Her body trembled and her hips floated in the air.


    “Hah…Huh…Ohh…!”


    Her pussy was touched by a man young enough to be her son.


    The noblewoman who climaxed disgracefully before my eyes.


    Even as she climaxed, she couldn’t stop her love juice from flowing.


    I memorized every detail of this arousing process.


    “Hah…huh…”


    The stream of liquid gradually weakened.


    But that didn’t mean the pleasure and afterglow had faded.


    Quite the opposite.


    Prisci’s pupils slightly rolled back.


    Unable to control herself, Prisci copsed.


    Looking at her face, she was already half-unconscious.


    “Ah…hmm…”


    “You shouldn’t be like this already.”


    Of course, this happened due to the sudden climax.


    With a little rest, she would soon regain consciousness.


    But today’s training would end here.


    The initial goal was to introduce her to the pleasure.


    Going further could have adverse effects.


    “Well then, please take care of me tomorrow too, Prisci.”


    I said while fondling Prisci’srge, motherly breasts.


    I was satisfied with having soiled the bed with her love juice.


    “Uhh…”


    Prisci stirred and got up.


    The ce where she woke up was her own cozy bed.


    She moved her body slowly.


    A strange feeling of stiffness in her waist and chest.


    At the same time, she felt reluctant to get up and feltnguid.


    “Ugh…!”


    The events ofst night came back to her.


    Being ckmailed by a man young enough to be her son.


    The incident where she couldn’t resist and was forced to strip in front of him.


    Being touched and teased all over her body.


    Even allowing him to touch her breasts and pussy, climaxing uncontrobly like a virgin.


    “Ahhh…”


    Thinking about the female ejaction she had, something she never experienced even with her husband, made her face flush again.


    This time, her neck also turned red and felt hot.


    ‘What am I…’


    For her, it was beyond embarrassing; it was humiliating.


    A child born during her time as a lord’s wife.


    Being helplessly dragged around as a woman by such a kid all night long.


    Not living up to her age, it was inevitable she’d be considered foolish.


    She couldn’t even use the excuse that she was just being caressed.


    ‘It felt too…good.’


    How long had it been since she came this intensely?


    The pleasure that spread through her whole body like an electrifying current.


    When it hit, her mind went nk, and she couldn’t think of anything.


    If it came to actual sex, she knew she would be the one defeated.


    She could easily picture herself lying there, helplessly moaning.


    That’s how overwhelming Hyun-woo’s night skills were.


    No matter how hard she tried, she felt it was impossible to resist.


    “…Why is he so good at it?”


    Honestly, Prisci had taken this bet a bit lightly.


    She was surprised to hear that Hyun-woo had taken Amy, Ryuz, and even Lorein as lovers.


    But those girls were still children who hadn’t experienced much with men or society.


    It was different for her as an adult.


    With three children, her experience and knowledge were on another level.


    ‘That’s why I epted it without hesitation…’


    Hyun-woo’s technique was beyond her imagination.


    His touch conveyed a pleasure that made her melt.


    Perhaps even more than with her husband…


    “No.”


    Thinking that far, Prisci shook her head.


    Even though he made her realize the joy of being a woman, Prisci still had no intention of surrendering.


    She was forced into it, after all.


    If it hadn’t been for the cowardly ckmail, she would never have allowed a man young enough to be her son to touch her.


    She still hadn’t forgotten herte husband and still loved him.


    The true joy of sex came from love.


    Prisci had no intention of yielding to Hyun-woo.


    “Yes, I must endure somehow.”


    That was her role as a mother.


    While making such a resolution in the morning,


    Prisci’s eyes caught sight of a box.


    On it was a note.


    [Wear this while performing the lord’s duties]


    Prisci frowned slightly.


    She had a good idea of who might have left it.


    But because of the ‘bet’ and ‘promise,’ she had no right to refuse.


    For now, Prisci cautiously opened the box.