episode_0117

Angela returned home after informing the church that she would be leaving for an extended period of time.

In fact, no one could stand in his way, as he was currently the most influential figure within the church.

“Haat··· Heuh··· I’m back··· Orc···”

Angela’s clothes were even wetter than before.

I told him he could take his time, but he must have run at full speed because beads of sweat were forming on his skin.

‘Surely you weren’t just wandering around the city like this.’

The white cloth was stuck to her pale skin and was not functioning properly.

Instead of covering up the private parts, it made them stand out more.

The wet, clinging cloth exposed her pink nipples and areola.

“You didn’t go all the way to the cathedral in that condition, did you?”

“No··· Of course···! The only person I show my naked body to is you, Mr. Orc!”

“That’s good. I was worried you might have developed a hobby for exhibitionism after you were walking around the hallways last time.”

“That’s not it··· I came back a little early··· so I got wet···!”

Fortunately, it seems like it wasn’t shown to anyone else.

Even more, the sight of the sweat-soaked saint was beautiful enough to tempt even the most devout believers.

Her golden hair, slightly damp with sweat and disheveled, still exuded a sense of holiness.

But the strange smell coming from her body was full of sexual aura.

Angela, who had been looking embarrassed, felt my gaze and smiled.

That smile is so bewitching.

“Hehehe··· The gaze of the orc··· It’s a bit lewd···”

“Rather than that, I think the saint’s clothes are more provocative.”

“If you like it, it can get even sluttier.”

I had intended to be a joke, but Angela fought back confidently.

Not only that, she approached me while subtly emphasizing her wet skin.

“I worked hard to be with you, Orc···”

“Then we can stay together like this.”

“Ah···!”

He pulls Angela’s body into his arms.

Her sweaty skin was warm and moist.

It seemed like a strange atmosphere was transmitted just by touching my skin.

She is truly a saint of the utmost lewdness.

Didn’t he run all the way to the cathedral and come back asking for something to eat?

Even though she’s wet and her flesh is showing, she still tries to seduce me.

It would be difficult to find a saint as lewd as her in the history of the continent.

But that’s why he felt even more in love with Angela in his arms.

“Hehe··· Orc···”

“It seems like the saintess is desperate to be eaten.”

He holds her in his arms and caresses her breasts.

The saint’s clothes were so revealing that it was enough to just put my hand on the side of her chest.

I felt a wet cloth sticking to the back of my hand and a soft, squishy chest in my palm.

“Huhhh···! Yes···. Yes··· To the orc··· Huh··· I want to be eaten···♥”

“I think so. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have run like that on purpose and come back with your clothes soaked with sweat.”

“Haaa···! Ugh··· That··· Then···”

Angela looked up at me with eyes filled with anticipation and affection.

Her blue eyes were so enchanting that it was hard to believe they belonged to a saint.

My heart was strangely fluttering.

Not only that, but her flesh in my arms subtly rubbed against my skin.

It was impossible not to feel sexual desire when stimulated by something so tempting.

The temptation of the saint who must be clean.

It had a voluptuous charm that any male would fall for.

“It seems like the saintess doesn’t want to wait at all.”

“Hehe··· Since the orc eats me every day··· I’m already dripping love juice from my vagina···”

Who would have thought someone could say something so vulgar so cutely.

Exclamations came out spontaneously.

“Then it’s my fault.”

“No. It’s just… what the Orc-nim… does is good.

“Then I should go straight to bed. So that the saintess can be happy.”

Before I knew it, the blood flowing throughout my body had become slightly hotter.

Just having the saint with such an attractive body cling to me and rub my body against me made my body heat up.

I looked at Angela with anticipation, but surprisingly, she shook her head.

But that didn’t mean it was a rejection.

A lewd aura still emanated from her face.

“That··· That··· It’s not a bed··· Here···”

Angela stuttered, embarrassed.

Not only that, but his voice was shaking a lot.

She shivered and put her hands on my body as if she couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom.

The soft, slightly trembling hands were ticklish and pleasant.

“It seems like you had high expectations as you were running around.”

“Because I can see the house··· My tears keep flowing···”

Look down.

Angela had her legs crossed with a white cloth tucked in between them.

Of course, that doesn’t mean the truth is hidden.

Rather, it was sticking to them and making the hidden cracks stand out even more.

A cloth stuck to the saint’s pink vagina.

It was quite easy to tell that what soaked it was love juice.

My sexual desire instantly soared at the smell of the strange fluid rising from below.

“Really··· I can’t help it.”

“Bu··· Please··· Oak···”

The saintess looking up at me while secretly rubbing her body was so lewd that it was simply unacceptable.

My penis was so hard and erect that it hurt.

Perhaps the saint before her eyes had a talent for making people angry.

“Okay. Then I’ll eat it right away in the living room.”

He lets go of Angela, who is in his arms, and pulls her arm.

As I walked a few steps into the living room, a table that looked just right for use caught my eye.

And he pushed her a little roughly onto the table.

“Ah···!”

“Please stay down and don’t get up.”

As she lay face down on the table, Angela unconsciously tried to raise her body.

But as soon as he heard what I said while he was getting up, he immediately fell face down on the table with his chest pressed against it.

“This is the perfect pose for a saint who asks to be eaten.”

The prone position with her legs pressed against the table seemed to particularly emphasize Angela’s back view.

I bent my waist almost at a right angle, which made my butt feel bigger and more alive.

The clingy fabric showed off the line of her hips.

It looked even more erotic, especially because it seemed like she was sticking her butt and pussy out.

“Then let’s check the saint’s treasure.”

“Ah··· Ugh··· Ugh··· I’m embarrassed···”

“Isn’t that something you shouldn’t say when you’ve been getting eaten up until now?”

“That···Still···”

Actually, it was embarrassing.

Because I was in a position where it seemed like someone had forced me to lie down.

Not being able to look behind you to maintain your posture also played a part.

Because I couldn’t see myself while exposing my butt and pussy without protection.

Putting myself in an awkward position without knowing when I would be eaten was more embarrassing than I could ever imagine.

“Don’t worry. You’ll get used to it soon.”

“Then··· If··· You could··· Put it in as soon··· As possible··· Wouldn’t that be okay···?”

“Why?”

“That··· That··· When the sleep comes in··· I can feel the orc···”

Angela’s voice was sweet, as if she was confessing her love.

Although it was filled with shame, it was also filled with affection.

That fact made me smile.

“Then please wait a moment.”

Grab the cloth between your legs.

The cloth, soaked with sweat and fluid, felt strangely cool.

He lifted her up and placed her on top of his waist.

“Eeee···!”

As the cloth that had been blurring her a little disappeared, her pink-tinted vagina was revealed.

The saint’s petals were sparkling with the honey they had shed.

The shame and excitement of showing off her vulnerable body made her tremble and vomit out fluids.

“Still pretty.”

“Haaah··· Heuh···! Chi··· Thank you··· for the compliments···! But··· But··· I can’t wait any longer···!”

Angela wiggled her butt cutely.

Her reaction, like that of a child who can’t resist snacking, made sinister thoughts cross my mind.

“Please wait just a little bit, just a little bit longer. Angela needs to do something before that.”

“Haat··· Huh··· That··· That···?”

Angela spoke in a puzzled voice, as if she had no idea what he was talking about.

But in my head, I was already imagining a pose that would suit this obscene saintess.