Endless Desecration (5)
Endless Desecration (5)
"Oh my, I apologize. It seems I lost control and dirtied the goddess's body."
Having finished ejaculating as he pleased, Richard laughed it off with a sly grin, as if it were an unexpected accident.
"As a sign of atonement, this time I will wash you, Lady Demeter."
Richard roughly rinsed his own body, still coated with premium bubbles, using the water in the basin.
Then, he drenched a shower towel—one that Demeter had forbidden him from using—with body wash.
Without hiding his clearly sinister expression, he approached the lovely holy mother.
"Please don't move, and kindly stay still~."
Richard boldly first scrubbed Demeter's chest with the thin shower towel.
Even though the area was already covered in foam from acting as a sponge, he deliberately chose that spot to begin.
As if repaying the bountiful breasts that had worked so hard for him just moments ago, he massaged Demeter's bosom with devotion.
Overly so, in fact.
"Euheut......!"
Unable to withstand that rough touch, Demeter let out an aroused moan from between her lips.
When the sensitive tip at the center of her luscious chest was pinched, she even jolted her body and twisted her waist in response.
After thoroughly kneading the goddess's breasts, Richard quickly moved behind her and began to make her wet, smooth back slippery.
Once he had evenly spread foam across her entire upper body, Richard soon extended his wicked hands toward her sensitive lower half.
He massaged Demeter's buttocks with the shower towel more than necessary, then subtly adjusted his hand position to target deep within her crotch.
"Aheut!"
When he poked the inside of her pussy with his foam-wrapped fingers, Demeter let out a sweet nasal sound and trembled from her lower body.
The intense stimulation transmitted directly from her sensitive flesh made her rise on her tiptoes, offering a resistance that wasn't really resistance.
Though I had caressed that body countless times before, Demeter had never once shown such a reaction, I can say with certainty.
"I told you not to move, hehe."
After probing the holy mother's softest part for quite a while, Richard withdrew his fingers with a mocking sneer.
Demeter gasped for breath the moment the two-inch-long fingers that had toyed with her insides were pulled out.
"Ha, haah, ha..."
"Now I will rinse you with water, Holy Mother."
Saying that, Richard wrapped his arm around Demeter's waist and, in that state, led her into the shower booth right beside them.
Though it was a single-person booth, a bit cramped for two, Richard paid no mind and immediately closed the booth door.
While shooting a meaningful smile toward me, crumpled in the corner of the bathroom.
Shoooosh!
Having entered the booth alone with the goddess, Richard grabbed the showerhead hanging from the hook and turned on the warm water.
He washed away the body wash foam plastered all over her body, revealing the fair skin hidden beneath once more.
Demeter stood still, accepting the stream of water Richard sprayed without resistance.
When he aimed the showerhead, which had considerable water pressure, between her legs, she flinched but somehow endured.
"I know it's sudden, but you truly look beautiful when wet."
Richard, having removed the body wash foam as if shearing wool from a sheep, grinned while hanging the still-running showerhead back on the hook.
An ideal couple standing side by side under the warm water in the small, two-pyeong shower booth.
Then, suddenly reaching out, Richard stroked Demeter's chin.
Demeter, whose face seemed particularly flushed, perhaps from the booth's heat, accepted his touch calmly.
"......."
The shower booth began to fill with increasingly hot steam from the warm water.
Inside, the sight of the man and woman gazing at each other seemed somehow different from before.
Earlier, it felt like a beast ravaging and a beauty being ravaged, but now they looked like true lovers who had confirmed their long-standing love for each other.
Especially Demeter's eyes were not the same as when she looked at the man who had humiliated her outside earlier.
"Should I say it's befitting a beauty descended from heaven?"
Richard, who seemed to have already noticed the subtle change in Demeter's atmosphere, slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
He gently lifted her chin, creating an angle perfect for a kiss.
Demeter slowly closed her eyes, her face betraying no doubt that a passionate kiss was about to happen.
But the next moment, Richard targeted not her lips but her chest.
Suck! Suuuck! Suck! Suuuck!
"Hah, haeung...?!"
When Richard, having faked her out, took her crimson nipple into his mouth, Demeter's eyes flew wide open in surprise.
Perhaps because she had concentrated all her senses on her lips, expecting a kiss.
Demeter's charming cry scattered beyond the booth.
"As I thought, milk does come out."
Supporting Demeter's breasts with both hands, Richard flicked his tongue.
He seemed intent on soothing his weary body with the restorative power of the goddess's breast milk, which came from the repeated play.
"Ah, aheut!"
Richard continued his luxurious ecstasy, sucking on the nipple before him like a baby.
Demeter did not try to remove the adult male freely partaking of her breast milk.
On the contrary, she wrapped her arms around Richard's head and personally guided him to her bosom.
Watching this, my cock let out a fierce scream.
"Still a delicacy~"
Richard finally took his mouth off her chest after what seemed like a long time, apparently having recovered some stamina.
A thin strand of saliva briefly connected Demeter's nipple and Richard's tongue precariously.
Having fully savored the milk flowing from the goddess's bountiful breasts, Richard then pressed Demeter's body against the glass wall of the shower booth.
"Kyah...!"
Demeter let out a weak shriek at yet another rough move from Richard.
Richard seemed intent on explaining not with words but with his body, as he pulled her pelvis to make her well-shaped buttocks protrude backward.
He aimed his already fully swollen member at Demeter's wet slit and began insertion in one go.
"Aheut!!"
As the male's thick rod, reminiscent of a hefty wooden club, invaded, Demeter bit her lip and let out an erotic warning.
Richard, seemingly regarding that sharp voice as a familiar serenade, steadied his posture and immediately began thrusting.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Ah, ahang~!"
Demeter raised her moans, feeling his cock moving in and out of her pussy as if it were his own home.
With both hands pressed against the glass wall, she swayed her hips in sync with the invader's movements exploring her flesh.
Due to the steam filling the closed shower booth, Demeter's disheveled face was hard to see clearly.
Only her large breasts, pressed flat against the glass wall, revealed their presence without filter.
"Ah, no! Euheut, I can't anymore...!"
"How long have I been thrusting for you to already start whining?!"
Smack! Smack!
When Demeter showed weakness, unable to withstand the surging pleasure,
Richard delivered a sharp slap to the goddess's buttocks, conveniently presented for spanking.
"Ah, aheut!!"
As the crisp sound of impact from the large buttocks spread throughout the bathroom, a pitiful moan escaped the holy mother's lips.
Perhaps because of the spanking on her wet bottom, Demeter wore an even more pathetic expression than when she was struck outside.
"Come now, tighten your pussy with more effort! If you finish before me, I'll give you a terrible punishment!"
Richard drove Demeter relentlessly, thrusting into her moist pussy even faster.
White liquid flowing from the center of Demeter's chest, pressed to the limit against the glass, dripped down the wall.
Demeter seemed already at her limit, but Richard showed no signs of stopping.
"Euat?!"
Demeter, who had been offering her hips to the pillar showing no signs of wilting, suddenly let out a high-pitched scream.
Without warning, Richard lifted one of Demeter's legs, delivering even wilder thrusts.
Suddenly forced to endure Richard's invasion on just one leg, she burst out moans mixed with screams.
'Demeter! Demeter...!'
I couldn't take my eyes off the depraved act unfolding inside the shower booth for even a moment.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"I-Ion! Ahheuk! Pl-please don't watch...!"
The Goddess of Abundance, unable to hide her pleasure-drenched expression while looking at her husband, who was close enough to touch if she fell.
Her long, wet brown hair flying, she was spraying breast milk from her nipples to no one drinking it.
An utterly unbearable sight.
"Euahang! N-now, please...!!"
"Hu, very well. I'll finish you off soon."
When Demeter, having set aside all goddessly dignity, pleaded in a pitiful tone,
Richard, who himself seemed to be nearing his limit, finally showed mercy.
"If you allow me to cum inside you like this, Lady Demeter!"
Richard, raising the corners of his mouth like a demon, added that condition out of the blue.
My face and Demeter's turned ashen with shock almost simultaneously.
