The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 39.2

“Yes, I was just watching you sleep,” he grumbled again.

The girl laughed, noting the nobility of Derrick, who was desperately trying to understand what was funny about this situation.

-Are you still laughing now? – he was indignant.

“No, I’m sorry,” Judith tried to calm down. “I didn’t want to fall asleep.”

– Do you remember what happened yesterday?

– A little.

– Do you remember what you said?

– Did I say thank you? – Judith painfully, struggling with alcohol and a hangover, tried to remember the details of last night.

Derrick laughed when he saw that his wife remembered practically nothing.

“We also talked about several women.

– A? Which ones?

— About the wife of the Marquis and Sylvia. Is Sylvia the one we recently met at the Palace?

– Right.

– And she came to the funeral?

“That’s right,” Judith repeated again, taking the conversation seriously. “Many girls saw her near the gate that day.

The Duchess tucked her hair behind her ear and began to tell her about everything she had heard from the other Ladies at the tea party. She started from the very beginning, touching on the moments when her husband was still alive. Derrick listened carefully to every detail, trying to catch on to something.

Having finished, the girl looked at the man again, thinking that it was time to get up. Although she did not look at the clock, she understood that it was already morning. And then she noticed that Derrick’s penis was tense.

“Derrick, why is he…” Judith pointed to his pants.

— All boys get up after waking up. Moreover, I didn’t manage to do anything yesterday.

The Duchess remembered again the evening when she fell asleep. Trying to pretend that nothing had happened, Judith felt a pang of conscience.

“Then… Can I do it myself now?” – Derrick, touching the head of the bed with his hand, agreed.

Fortunately for the girl, the demon received the appearance of a real Duke, which is why she did not feel any disgust, because he was truly handsome. And what’s more, it was very difficult to take your eyes off Derrick’s body and penis. And all because of feelings for the demon himself.

“Get up,” he instructed laconically.

Judith swallowed and followed his advice. Despite the bright sun outside the window, the bedroom remained a secret and quiet corner that seemed to be left in the night. The tip of the tight panties was wet because Derrick was already excited just watching Judith sleep and masturbating.

The Duchess sat on his thigh, carefully pulling down his panties. Gradually, a large penis with red and tense blood vessels appeared from behind them. When Judith looked at him, it seemed that he was too huge and would never fit into her very petite body.

The girl, swallowing saliva, gently ran her tongue along the penis, touching the head, which immediately reacted to the touch, spewing mucus. Judith wrapped her hand around the penis.

– Now distribute it over him.

Judith let out a heavy sigh as she spread the lubricant along the length of her cock. Despite the fact that the Duchess’s actions resembled ordinary masturbation, Derrick experienced a huge range of emotions, every now and then emitting heavy sighs. Judith looked at him warily, continuing her movements, trying to do everything right, because she had never seen a demon do this before.

The thighs she was leaning on were as tense as possible. Their appearance was simply amazing. In her excitement, Judith squeezed her penis a little harder:

– So good?

– Yes, you can hold it even tighter.

Judith’s speed gradually increased and the wet sound became louder.

– Oh, crap!

An unexpected curse escaped Derrick’s mouth, but the girl did not stop, continuing the caress.

The man moaned loudly again. The masturbation scene was unexpectedly lustful, and it was enough to arouse Judith and make her lower stomach tighten.