The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 41.2
It was the first time he had said something like that to her. So Judith looked at him awkwardly and embarrassed. In a fit of passion, the demon took the silvery head of hair and squeezed it, saying rudely:
“And if someone says that this is not so, I’m willing to bet.”
However, Judith understood that the initiative was still in her hands, so she was not going to stop and be embarrassed right now. It seemed that after all this time, the Duchess had developed a slight immunity to Derrick’s behavior. Her graceful, slightly lowered eyelids, reddish lips – everything seemed beautiful. The girl moved her waist without slowing down for a second. Now, unexpectedly to herself, Judith wanted to make every part of Derrick hers. She couldn’t imagine a man in bed with anyone other than herself.
– Who am I?
“What?…” Judith asked incomprehensibly.
– Who am i?
Derrick didn’t understand who Judith sees in him – a demon? Or your late husband? Who does she have all these feelings for? Although it seemed that any of the outcomes should have satisfied him, something fluttered in his heart, causing mixed emotions. Just the thought that he was just a dead husband irritated and angered her.
And the fact that Judith didn’t dare answer was even more annoying.
She was not silent, because the question was too unexpected. Now Judith just stuttered, her mouth open.
“Derrick,” she said, but was met with rage in her eyes that she never expected to see. He clearly didn’t like something. Without expecting it, Judith added: “The devil.”
In an instant, the man calmed down and his muscles relaxed. Derrick began slow movements inside the girl – soft and gentle.
The pleasure that had been building slowly like ripples quickly turned into a violent tsunami and overwhelmed her. In terrible trepidation, Judith grabbed Derrick by the neck. The saliva that had accumulated in the mouth flowed out of the mouth in a thin stream. The girl was not even able to swallow it. Her body was trembling as if she was about to lose consciousness.
– Ahhh, Derrick!
The man skillfully moved inside, holding his wife tightly by the waist. With every movement my heart beat faster. The thrill of orgasm rushed through my body, relaxing every muscle in my body. From the outside, Judith seemed like a weak little kitten who just wanted to hug. And a moment later the girl felt something flowing out of her.
At the very moment when Judith reached her climax, Derrick also came, receiving dizzying pleasure. The Duchess trembled endlessly, as if she had never experienced anything like this before.
“Oh, we haven’t had sex for so long,” Derrick kissed the girl’s face here and there, expressing complete satisfaction after a long time of abstinence.
Moving, Judith felt like she was just sitting in a puddle of water. Not only her own juice came out of her, but also the man’s sperm. The girl couldn’t even understand how much liquid was now inside. Derrick touched Judith’s belly button.
“It will be a miracle that I won’t be able to see,” the man’s hands were covered in sperm.
– Don’t wipe your hands on your stomach.
– Feelings… Strange.
Derrick smiled sadly and bit her lip. At the same moment, as if enchanted, he grabbed the girl by the waist and changed his position.
– Derrick, wait!
– Did I say that we will only have one time?
“Yes, but I’m so tired…” Judith understood that trying to run away from Derrick was stupid, but she did not lose hope. And moreover, the more often they have sex, the sooner the demon’s stay in this world will end.
And that hurt even more.