[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 157 [English]

Chapter 153 Palace Secrets

I was bullied by him in front of the mirror.Then he swept away the things on the dressing table and asked me to kneel on the counter, supporting the mirror, tilting my buttocks to him, and asked for it once.My pert breasts were pressed against the smooth mirror, and my body was bumped up and down. My sensitive nipples slid back and forth on the cold mirror, which was extremely stimulating.After finishing this time, he turned me around again, sat on the counter, with my back against the mirror and asked for it again.He grabbed the gorgeous rim of the mirror, trapped me between the mirror and his chest, and kept fucking me. When I lowered my head, I saw with my own eyes his huge rod going in and out of my pussy, which made me feel ashamed and hot. I called out to brother in a low voice, and my face turned red… He moved me back and forth on the dressing table, and the mirror surface was hazy with the steam of lust. Sweat beads slid down the crystal, cutting the mist into strips.When I climbed to the top this time, I vaguely saw he pull out, put the thick meat root in front of my belly, and rub it a few times. The round hole at the top opened wide, shooting out streams of strong white turbidity, and sprayed on my tender body. My chest, snow belly, and leg core were all stained with his semen. As he panted, the giant thing also shook, and some of it was off-target, hitting the mirror and the countertop…

Woohoo, how can I use this dressing table in the future?

When he finally ejaculated, I thought it was over, but I underestimated him!He held the mirror and panted for a while, then lowered his head to kiss me, then took me back to the bed, ignoring my whining, and pressed down…

This guy was worthy of being Uther’s son, and he was younger than Uther. He was in the mood for pleasure, and he did it four or five times in one afternoon. He was still full of energy and had no control over it.It was getting dark again.I was trapped in his arms, unable to resist, crying and losing my temper, and just refused to take it.He barely ate until he was full, and then he felt guilty for me. He held me in a low voice and coaxed me, finally making me stop crying.

As dusk fell, we hugged each other and fell on the bed, luxuriously letting time pass by and watching the sunset in the sky change from brilliant to dim.None of us wanted to move. At this moment, all worries and worries were thrown out of the room. We were so pure and only attached to each other.How great it would be if I could escape like this forever.

But this is a luxury after all.As the evening glow was about to dissipate, he took a breath, kissed me, stood up, got dressed and was about to leave.I sat up on the bed, covered my body with a sheet, and followed his every move with my eyes. I felt inexplicably uncomfortable and couldn’t say a word.After he put on his clothes, he turned around and saw me sitting alone on the big bed, staring at him with watery eyes, well-behaved and pitiful. His heart felt a little weak, and he stopped walking.

He was silent for a second and then said: “Tangtang, what I told you before I left…”

My heart trembled, my face changed, and water came to my eyes.He looked at me, seeming to be struggling, but finally said decisively: “I will tell my father. You wait for me.”

After he finished speaking, without waiting for my reaction, he turned around, opened the door and left as if he had made a great determination.

I stared blankly at the closed bedroom door, sitting alone in this dark room, lowered my head, hugged the quilt and shed tears.

I don’t want to think about it.Whether he knows or not, and what will happen next, I don’t want to think about it…

I continued to be an ostrich and muddle along.Later, when he came to see me again, we both made a tacit agreement not to mention those things, and just enjoyed the enthusiasm and tenderness of being with each other.June entered in a blink of an eye, and news came from the south that the king and his party were about to return to the capital.

I have the title of female official, and before the queen comes back, I have to go back to the palace and be ready to welcome her.When I enter the palace again, I can get along with Leon day and night. A month ago, this was my strong expectation, but now, I am only filled with panic.Uther’s return means that the knife on my head is about to fall.

What has to come has to come.When it was time to return to the palace, I sat in a carriage and was taken back to the palace as if I was rushing to the execution ground.Leon couldn’t wait for this day to come. When I was outside the palace, in order to avoid suspicion, he could only visit me once every few days, which also attracted a lot of criticism.Now I was put under his nose, like a piece of meat being put into the mouth of a hungry wolf.That night, he came to my bedroom, which kept me awake all night, so I had to “report sick” the next day. As a result, he came again in the evening. I was ashamed and angry, and got angry with him. Only then did he calm down, and I was able to get out of bed on the third day.

The king and queen still have six or seven days to go.Together with the other female officials, I sort out the queen’s affairs and direct the maids to tidy up and clean the palace. Although it is not busy, there is something to do every day.On this day, I received the task of leading the maids to clean the curtains and curtains in several rooms in the west wing of the palace. It started in the morning and ended in the afternoon.After finishing my work, I walked slowly through the palace, wanting to go back to my room and rest for a while.Last night, Leon and I were fooling around for a long time, and they didn’t let me sleep until late at night…

The scorching sun in early summer was blazing and dazzling, pouring from the arches into the corridors, reflecting a strong difference in light and shadow.In the quiet of the afternoon, the only sounds that could be heard were my footsteps and the rustle of my clothes.I turned a corner, and suddenly, a pair of iron arms hugged my slim waist.I was shocked, and just when I was about to shout, my mouth was covered.Then his vision dimmed and he was pulled into an inconspicuous, narrow room next to him.Behind me, a joking voice whispered in my ear: “Don’t shout, kitten, it’s me.”

My tense body relaxed and I stopped struggling.When he saw that I had become obedient, he let me go. When I turned around, I saw Goya’s smiling face, looking carefree.

“What are you doing!” I was annoyed and yelled, “Don’t let me out yet!”

I am now leaning against the door panel, imprisoned in his chest and arms.The room was small, low, and very dark. From my point of view, it was as if he’s tall and strong body filled the entire space. His strong masculine aura hit me and enveloped me. I was at the peak of desire these days. I was suffocated by the heat of he. My legs suddenly became weak, my face became hot, and my voice was soft, crisp, and itchy.

He smiled and leaned forward: “Kitten is really heartless. I haven’t seen you for so many days and you don’t say you miss your uncle? Your uncle misses you. Come on, kiss me.”

As he said that, he bent his head to kiss me.I panicked and immediately turned my face, and his lips fell on my cheek.he paused without any trace, but said nothing, still smiling and kissing me on the face.

“Stop making trouble!” I pushed him: “What if someone finds out!”

“Don’t make any noise, you won’t be discovered.” He replied rudely, making me choke, and speechless for a moment. His face was kissed and kissed by him, and I heard he say in my ears: “You are so good, why are you so cruel? Isn’t uncle treating you badly? I miss you so much these days that I have to avoid you. It’s better for you. I won’t even give you a kiss now…”