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Mistake (2)
Lily walked through an open hallway. “Getting lost in the castle….”
Before going to the drawing room, she had to stop by the maids’ quarters first.
She needed to meet Tristan.
But before that, she wanted to give a present to the maids who dressed her today…
Lily glanced down at the object in her hand, a jewelry box wrapped in red velvet casing “Has something changed…? Judging from the blueprint, this underground passage was the shortest distance to the quarters.”
She remembered it perfectly, so the passage structure might have been changed.
If she went out through the main tower and asked about the underground passage, she might cause trouble to the guards and Vlad.
It had taken her four months to remember the route of the secret passage leading to the basement.
“…Let’s go back.”
It was a bigger problem if she wandered around alone, as her sense of direction would easily be twisted.
It was unfortunate that she didn’t manage to give the gift to the maids.
As she was walking down the hallway, she heard a strange noise. Lily clutched the box.
It was a woman’s voice.
She was weeping thinly, as if she was going to break.
Did something happen to my maids?
As frightened, Lily turned around so quickly that there was a rustling sound. The hem of the pale blue dress fluttered.
Her pace quickened at the thought that someone might be in danger, but as soon as she rounded a corner, she stopped.
It was no ordinary sobbing.
“Ahhh! Hngh, ah…!”
The corridor was equipped with a large space for storing things in the middle.
In a space where tables and chairs were piled up like a border, the sound of animalistic groans and slapping flesh echoed.
“…!”
Lily swallowed a gasp at the two silhouettes seen through the tangled legs of the chair.
A man of the size of a bandit stopped pounding his back like a hammer.
What am I… seeing now? That person is the chef…
Lily sat on the floor, slowly turning her head.
A brunette was lying on the table naked. The long-haired chef was holding her hips tightly.
Lily knew her. She was the maid, Eila, who helped with the makeup today.
Oh, right. Eila and the chef were a married couple.
“Mhm.. Why did you stop teasing me? Huh?”
“No. Hoo… I thought you sounded like… Wait, wait. Don’t rub it—ugh,” the chef sighed and mumbled.
Eila rubbed him again. “Who’s rubbing? Whoops.”
“Ugh. Joey mentioned you normally say things like that. Huh?”
The chef pounded into her.
“Ahh…! I like it! Ah! Great! I love it. Ah, Marcus, I love you, ah!”
“Ugh, hm… Me too. I love you, Eila… !”
Eila shuddered as she let out a very satisfied moan. Seeing her back arch and stiffen like a bow, she seemed to have reached her climax.
…Should I be seeing something like this?
The chef pulled out his penis, which was still hard. Eila trembled through the aftershocks of pleasure.
“Honey. Eila. Suck me.”
Eila quietly came down from the table to see if it looked disgusting because it was soaked in her. She knelt in front of the chef, sticking out her tongue and licking the. The chef exhaled hotly and grabbed Eila’s hair.
Lily was astonished.
I do things like that too.
It wasn’t Eila’s head that shocked Lily.
She knew the act of putting it in her mouth. She hated it, but her first husband enjoyed it.
It was so hateful when it was stabbed deep into her throat, forcing her to take it in.
But Eila was rubbing herself with her hands between her legs, savoring her husband’s hardness. She groaned with satisfaction.
Is it okay?
Eila looked happy. Even their actions were not for mere lust. More than pleasure, their love was more obvious.
Once again, Lily gulped down dry saliva.
The chef stopped just before ejaculation and turned Eila’s body over on the desk.
Lily suddenly came to her senses.
Why am I looking at this so intensely? What should I do now? I have to leave quickly…
Lily, who was about to get up carefully, stopped moving. She closed her eyes tightly.
She was wet. It was leaking out of her underwear, and it was dripping so much that her buttocks and the inside of her thighs were slick.
I must be really crazy…
“Ah, ahnng, ahng! I love it, hngh!”
Taking advantage of the opportunity that Eila had almost lost consciousness, Lily crawled backwards and left the place.
What she saw was unimaginable in many ways.
It was only after she turned around the corner that she breathed a sigh of relief.
Here… What now? I need to change my underwear…
“Did you have fun?”
The blood drained from Lily’s face at the low voice. She slowly raised her head. She saw her husband leaning against the wall.
“Even after waiting for a long time, you didn’t come out, so I came to look for you…” A strange gleam appeared in his eyes. “You have quite the secret hobby, my wife.”