167: 42 In The Middle Of The Night

42 In The Middle Of The Night

Sibyl’s POV

After the s.ex was over, I lay in his arms with my eyes closed.

He hugged me and patted me on the back.

“You haven't had supper.” Nuri hugged me and sat down at the table.

I was still in the afterglow of s.ex, sitting on his lap and lying limply on top of him.

He fed me patiently, like a child. “Open your mouth and eat some food, or you'll be hungry at night.”.

I opened my mouth and ate a piece of bread. Then I still felt very tired. I rubbed his face. “I want to sleep.”

He put me to bed and patted my ass. “You need to exercise. I just did it twice and you're so tired.”

This bad guy Nuri, doesn't he know how long we have s.ex every time?

He was a knight trained in the army, and I was a princess raised in a palace. There is a great gap of power between us. During s.ex, his strength makes me groan and tremble, but it also makes me sweat and tired.

I turned around, closed my eyes, and enjoyed my break.

Perhaps because the secret of my dream was discovered today, at night, I had another dream about s.ex.

In the dream, Nuri's broad back was covered with sweat, and his strong chest pressed against mine. My legs were wrapped around his strong waist and my hands were wrapped around his head.

His large hands grabbed my waist, his hips moved quickly, deep into me again and again.

I think I had another orgasm in my dream because when I woke up, I was wet again.

But this time it was different. I felt like I couldn't breathe.

Oh, a man is on top of me.

“Awake?” Nuri said hoarsely.

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Nuri‘s POV

When I saw the unicorn's dream in the garden today, I was shocked.

It is a yellow dream, which means it is a dream reflecting reality.

Only Sibyl and I. . . We... . ... We're having s.ex.

I seldom dream at night, so this dream was probably Sibyl's.

I stood behind her and she didn't see me.

I saw that her ears were red.

Oh, God. It turns out my wife was dreaming about our s.ex at night.

Every time we have s.ex, I am careful and try to control myself. Sibyl always cries during the second half of s.ex. I sometimes worry that I'm hurting her, but she just hugs me and doesn't talk.

Now I know. My wife enjoys the night with me and even dreams.

I feel my blood getting hot.

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In the middle of the night, I heard Sibyl in her sleep breathing hard, her body unconsciously wriggling.

I know she's dreaming again.

My hand touched her garden. Oh, she's wet again.

My wife longs for me. The idea made me hard. I rolled over on top of her and licked her neck and chest.

The silence and darkness of the night magnified my senses, and I could hear her breathing clearly and feel her trembling.

She's awake.

“Don't move. Were you dreaming again?” I said hoarsely.

We had s.ex before bed, so she wore a nightdress and no panties. I stroked her thighs, touched her pubic hair, played with her c.litoris, and went straight in.

The wet liquid got all over my hands.

One, two, I tried to get more fingers in, and she accepted them all. I twirled and straightened my fingers, watching her reaction. She tilted her chin and closed her eyes. I saw her lips trying to close. I knew she was shy.

“You like that, don't you?” I purposely ran my fingers over her wall, pressing around her possible sensitivities.

Sibyl opened her eyes, her brown eyes a little confused, and mixed with l.ust, like a virgin on her wedding night to pursue pleasure.

Oh, damn it. She looks absolutely ravishing.

I felt like my head was exploding and I could barely control my desire. But I want more, and I want to see more of her reaction to me. Her body, her eyes, her moans, they should all belong to me.

I pulled my finger out of her p.ussy and shook it in front of her eyes. I also have sticky mucus on my fingers from her body, which is very erotic.

“Look, it's all your water.”

I rubbed my fingers together and made a little water noise, but I knew we all heard it.

I saw Sibyl's face grow redder. I put my finger in her mouth. She tilted her head, trying to struggle, but to no avail. I fixed her head with my hand. She is my prey now, and my prey has never been able to escape from me.

I ran my fingers through her mouth, and my D.ick was already pressed against the entrance below her.

“Want it?”

I rubbed my D.ick's head against her l.abia again. Her voice was muffled with my fingers, and she could only make a purr.

“Call out if you want me.”

“Oh... Ah.”

Her pleading eyes looked at me as if she were accusing me of being difficult.

I can't stand it any longer, but I'm still in control of myself. I want my wife to look more lovely. I want her to please me in more ways, to try to get me. I took my finger out of her mouth and pressed it against her breasts, venting the desires I had to suppress over and over again.

“Nuri, oh, please, give it to me.”

Sibyl begged me.

“Give you what?”

I looked her in the eye and asked her.

“Please...” 0

Sibyl was too embarrassed to speak.

I feel like my lower body is going to explode. I have no patience to wait for her to give me the answer I want.

“You want it, don't you?” I gasped.

I put my hands on Sibyl's hips, turned over, sat Sibyl on top of me, and pressed her head against my chest. “I'll teach you to ride tonight.”

She hasn't understood me yet.

“Hold me,” I ordered.

She hugged me immediately.

I put my hand on the back of her head and stroked down her soft hair. My D.ick stood and roared like a dragon. I held her ass, found her entrance, and stuck it in.

“AH... too deep...” Sibyl groaned.

My D.ick kept pushing up, which allowed me to go deeper, her plump buttocks wrapped around the base of my thighs.

With each thrust, I could hear her moan, high and low, and I could feel her breath on my chest. I massaged her butt and saw the different reactions on her face. I can't think of anything in the world that would make me happier right now.

“Do you like it?”

“Oh, yes.”

I thrust harder. Sibyl's v.agina is wet and slippery inside, constantly secreting water out. Our s.ex organs are wet with all kinds of fluids. Her v.agina seemed to be built to accommodate me, and I entered unimpeded and exited with a pleading desire to retain me.

Each time I thought I had reached the end of her body, but the next time I felt there was more to discover. She was like a treasure that would never run out.

I turned my head to kiss her.

She raised her head a little and I kissed her on the lips. Her lips were like a blooming rose, and I didn't even dare to use too much strength, for fear of breaking her. Her body was shaking from our movements, her lips were rubbing against mine, and I held her head down and we kissed intently.

We looked at each other with love in our eyes.

I reached down to touch her garden. Oh, that mysterious garden is now a tropical rainforest. I couldn't stop squeezing her c.litoris. She struggled a little, and I held her down.

“Don't move. Don't you like it?”

I felt her sucking harder inside.

“I. . . Ah, that tickles.”

“Where?” I squeezed her c.litoris. “In here?”

“Oh, no, don't do that.”

“Don't be afraid,” I said, kissing her face. “I'll teach you how to ride. You'll like it, OK?”

I saw a blank look on Sibyl's face, and I put my hands on her hips and lifted them up a bit. “Come on, relax.”

I felt Sibyl obediently relax her grip, and I let go of my hand that was holding her and let her sit completely on my D.ick.

“Ah!” Sibyl screamed and groaned.

I went deeper and better than before. I sat up with Sibyl. I kept lifting her up and putting her down, and each time it was an incredible experience.

I heard her moaning higher and higher, and the p.ussy inside was getting tighter and tighter, and I kept speeding up and kissing her face and her lips like crazy. I felt her walls contract, and a warm current poured out of her vagina. With a low growl, my d.ick went deep into her p.ussy and shot my seed out.

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