Episode 79. Seed (7)

“Young Lady, a letter has arrived.”

“Huh? A letter?”

Vera accepted the envelope Daria handed her. There wasn’t really anyone who would send a letter… She didn’t have any noble families she contacted separately. At most, it would be her sister who sent her glasses.

The letter envelope, sealed with what looked like dripped candle wax, had an unfamiliar crest stamped on it. It felt somewhat familiar, but she couldn’t quite recall it. Vera put on white gloves and used a letter opener to remove the wax.

“Did any other letters come?”

“No. This is the only one…”

Sending just one letter was very expensive. Usually, they bundled several together to send at once, and peddlers also preferred delivering many at once. Unless it was a really urgent matter or being sent from a remote area, there wouldn’t be much reason to send just one like this…

Such worried thoughts melted away as soon as Vera saw the handwriting on the letter. Handwriting she had seen so much while teaching him. This letter was from Edward. She hadn’t expected him to send a letter, but it seemed like he had written and sent one since this trip was longer than usual. How could he be so thoughtful!

Seeing her Young Lady engrossed in the letter, Daria quietly left the room. Her Young Lady hated being disturbed for a while when she was focused on something she liked. Was it that good to be in such a relationship with her son-in-law? She was worried about how she would explain it to the Head of the Family-nim later if he found out, but she didn’t want to interfere with her happiness when she was so happy.

“I miss you… Thank you…”

It wasn’t a letter with complicated content, nor was it a long letter. But it was a letter where you could feel that Edward, who wasn’t used to writing, had written each letter with care. Vera, who had read the letter about three times, as if drawing a picture rather than writing, looked around. Daria had left, and Vera was the only one in her room.

“Ahem, ahem…”

Noticing that Daria had left out of consideration for her, Vera felt grateful again in her heart. Not wanting to be disturbed in this mood, she immediately locked the door. Vera couldn’t help but grin. It was touching that she had received a love letter from her lover in her thirties, something she had never received in her maiden days. After receiving a direct proposal last time, she decided not to worry about the fact that he was her son-in-law. She had been secretly anxious lately because Edward seemed to be paying attention to Winnie, but she was even happier that he had written a letter only to Vera.

Taking out the letter again, she put it to her nose and smelled it. She thought she could smell Edward’s manly scent mixed with the unique smell of the paper. Feeling rewarded for teaching him how to write, Vera lay down on the bed.

Receiving a letter like this made it even harder to endure. For Vera, who had been living a life immersed in carnal desire with Edward until a month ago, the past month had been like a dam on the verge of collapse. Edward’s letter pierced the dam of self-control that had been preventing the overflowing lust from flowing out, and it collapsed completely. She put her right finger into her moist crotch, held the letter in her left hand, and moved her finger.

‘I miss you.’

I miss you too.

‘I am lonely beyond being bored because there is no one close to me.’

I’m too lonely at night these days too.

It felt like Edward’s low, thick voice was ringing in her ears. The hand that went under her skirt moved more busily, and Vera’s legs flinched whenever she felt stimulation from her finger rubbing her clitoris. Perhaps because it had been built up too much, Vera quickly reached her climax.

“Eueut, heup…”

But this was not enough. The climax felt by external stimulation of the clitoris was different from the vaginal climax. The climax she had felt quickly and lightly just now did not have the feeling of filling the inside. Since there was no hard object, even if she climaxed, it was empty and hollow. She put her finger inside and scratched the inside to fill that emptiness, but it was impossible to be satisfied with something much thinner and shorter than what usually came in.

“Haa… not enough…”

Feeling distressed by the ambiguously ignited lust, Vera even felt slightly resentful of Edward. She had been enduring well on her own for about a month, but once he touched her like this, she couldn’t bear it anymore. She resented the fact that she had to wait another month for all the work to be done. Feeling that it would be meaningless to comfort herself any further, she sat back at her desk.

After pondering what to do, Vera began to write a reply to Edward. He had clearly said he was lonely, so he would be happy if he received her reply. She thought that maybe Edward would be masturbating while thinking of Vera, and she felt like the underwear she had put back on was getting wet again. Vera began to write her reply with a happy heart. So that Edward could think of her, she put as much heart into it as possible.

I thrust my jaji into Marie’s boji, which was so full of water that the expression “vaginal fluid gushing out” was fitting. I covered Marie, whose boji was raised high into the sky and whose position was fixed, as if pressing down on her from above. Every time I stabbed her boji with my powerful waist strength, I could feel the vaginal fluid splashing on my lower abdomen.

“Heut, heut, he-ek! Hoo-ot!”

Marie trembled, moaning without even trying to hide the fact that she was feeling it. It was a different reaction than when she was gagged. I didn’t know if Marie was a pervert or if my jaji really felt that good.

“Do you like it so much that you can’t come to your senses like that?”

“Heut, heueung, ah, no, hot, ohot!”

She could still speak earlier. Now, Marie was like a beast, only making sounds and moans that couldn’t be turned into words from her mouth. It didn’t matter what answer she was trying to give. I kept shaking my waist.

“St, stop! Stop it! Haa-eung!”

Marie tried to stop me, realizing that she wouldn’t be able to hide her climax if she kept tasting my jaji, but there was no way. She was saying no, stop, but wasn’t her boji so honestly squeezing tightly? They said you shouldn’t believe a woman’s “no” at face value.

“If you keep lying, it won’t end!”

“Aang, no!”

I’ll punish the lying boji with my jaji. My mind was full of that thought. If Marie had my child, then the next Head of the Mountberne Family, who had oppressed me all my life, would be my bloodline. Instead of the Hyung who became the Head of the Family, I’m taking his wife! I’m violating my first love, the Noona I liked when I was young, who pretends to hate it but can’t help but love my jaji!

Byureut. Byureut.

I ejaculated enough to fill her uterus with today’s first ejaculation. I aimed for the uterus for sure, pressed my glans tightly, and sprayed semen like yesterday. I had emptied it all in one day, so there was no semen I had ejaculated yesterday. After confirming that Marie’s belly was slightly swollen, I released the rope that had been fixing her legs to the bed.

“Hek… hek…”

Marie was unable to move, exhausted by the afterglow of her climax. Even if I released the rope in this situation, she wouldn’t resist. After releasing all the ropes that had been preventing Marie from getting off the bed, I lifted Marie up as she was.

“Heueut, put me down!”

“Hyeongsu-nim. Do you know what punishment you get for lying?”

“I didn’t lie!”

She was panting like that, but she regained her energy after resting for a while.

“They say that originally, criminals were punished by sticking their bodies on hot skewers. Starting from below.”

“…”

Marie Noona swallowed at my words. She must be thinking about why I’m suddenly saying this. It’s cute how she gets scared even though it’s nothing. Noona had always been so easily deceived since a long time ago, so I used to tease her all the time.

“Because you keep lying, Hyeongsu-nim, you’ll have to receive that punishment too.”

“Do, don’t lie! There’s no such thing!”

Marie looks around, searching for a skewer. Of course, there’s no way she’ll see it. Because I didn’t prepare such a thing. But the jaji attached to my body was a jaji that could be called a skewer. Marie wouldn’t know because I had never put it in all the way before. If I put it in all the way to the root of my jaji, Marie wouldn’t be able to lie anymore.

“Okay, here I go.”

Because her thighs and calves were fixed with a rope, I put my arms behind her knees and supported Marie’s armpits with my hands. In that position, I aimed at her boji and lowered my arms as if dropping her straight onto my jaji, which was standing stiffly upwards.

“Eunggiit!”

While forcibly pushing up the hard entrance of her uterus, my jaji supported Marie. There was still a little more length left until the root. If Marie got more excited and her jil stretched, it seemed like it would all fit perfectly. I held Marie in that position and thrust my jaji.