Merciless Corruptor-Chapter 30: Contact. (Part 1~)

Dulladnne's voluptuous and perfectly sculpted silhouette is simply magnificent.

She barely went out from the egg like capsule pod; Yet, her pinkish skin looks like a succulent strawberry flavored yoghurt, and the glossy shine of the remaining fluids make her two toned hair of milky blonde with maroon to give an incredible sensual picture.

The mature woman is the personification of a super model going out from a pool, captivating and subduing the stares of all the onlookers present in the vicinities, and right now, Dackör is the only one to have such arousing pleasure.

Omitting the obvious fact about his dirty and naked state, the short young man gets near Dulladnne, extending his left hand to provide a better support for the mature woman to get up "I am here My Knightess, let me assist you".

Dulladnne accepts the help, rising her right hand in consequence, being slightly deviated from its original course, as the mature woman is coughing while catching her breath.

After all, she and Dackör experienced the strange sensation of drowning, but simultaneously, they could breathe normally inside of the capsule pods.

With Dackör's voice as her only guide, Dulladnne finally feels warmth near her hand, she keeps the movement, and with the first touch as real orientation, the mature woman proceeds to enclose the grip of her hand.

The heat of contact is a pleasant sensation for Dulladnne, and the reaction can be observed in the short young man too, as the mature woman has grabbed by accident the deflated manhood of Dackör.

Dulladnne doubts for a second, believing she moved her hand too high and she ended up grabbing Dackör's forearm or wrist, so she slides the hold of her dainty hand slightly down.

She immediately feels a trembling spasm between her fingers, as well as the bulbous head of the short young man's virility.

Gulping down with trepidation a mouthful of saliva, Dulladnne is almost relived of not looking upwards, as she licks and bites her lower lip with excitement, an action that goes unnoticed by the short young man.

"My Lord, Did I... , miss the target?"; Asks the mature woman with a dim embarrassment, as she realizes that not only Dackör is naked, she is in the same state too.

"No My Knightess, You did a bullseye".

The shameless phrase of Dackör gives the mature woman a boost of confidence, she has never been intimate with anyone from the opposite gender.

And now, she is basically kneeling in front of the short young man who has won her heart, performing out of her own accord, a pretty much sloppy and lackluster handjob for her short king.

Rising her sight, Dulladnne's gorgeous cyan irises are received by the sight of a still soft dick.

Eight inches of flesh that are as black as coal, the glan is still covered by the foreskin, but this could change at any moment, as the flow of blood is augmenting, and with it, the size of Dackör's manhood.

"I already imagined that you were well endowed down here My Lord"; Say the mature woman with a straight face and a sensual giggle, attempting her best to not look as the Maiden she is.

"I suppose the amount of affairs you have are not only due to your personal skill, but also, due to the tool that you are carrying between your legs". ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"How intuitive of you, My Knightess... , But this is barely the begining".

"What do you mean by that, My Lord".

Dackör puts a debonair smirk as he looks down at the incredible mature woman before him "I am not a shower My Knightess, If not a grower".

Dulladnne is left speechless and in awe, her mouth wide open, as she stares into the dark orange glowing irises of Dackör.

"My Knightess, I am pretty sure that I told you before about not opening your mouth in this provocative fashion, Because it is a true feast for the eyes, So don't tempt me, I am not in my most serene state, and frankly I don't know what is going on with us, or why are we here".

"I, I understand My Lord..."; The mature woman agrees, still, she continues holding the manhood of the short young man, having a slight shake in her wrist that conveys her hesitation to let this situation to slip, literally and figuratively, out of her grasp.

{I guess the reaction of Dulladnne is arguably understandable... , I was quite close to be intimate with Agent Kalydrya, Presumably with Officer Kudryen too, Kuyera for more than she acted as if she were uninterested... , Then Aullura was left wanting to do more, and that was a similar outcome with Gashlean}

The light in the metal black Hexagonal Tiles is altered again, passing from the reddened orange shade, to a deep bright red, which is transforming quickly into a solid maroon, then a dark wine that loses almost all its vibrancy as the illumination subside completely, having the same metal black as the rest of the surface.

At that moment, the consoles around the room also turn off, making the small chamber almost completely dark, which is not a problem for Dulladnne or Dackör.

Both individuals have a remarkable vision in the dark, their eyes have a natural glow too, and if that weren't enough, the short young man is emitting a dim brightness of milky brown shade due to the amount of Nuvlierz Energy that runs through his body.

A tendency that is strangely present in Dulladnne's silhouette too, who is really surprised and confused, since she does not possess a Revetment of Nuvlierz Energy like Dackör does.

Even with the low amount of light available at the moment, the sound and movement of something wanting to break, caughts Dulladnne and Dackör's senses.

They rapidly deviate their sights, locating and locking their predatorial glowing irises on the last capsule pod, observing the object shakes for a few seconds, before it pops out the person that was in its interior.

A woman, and one that was not expected by Dackör, as it is no other than Punchy Fatty's Wife, Demedria Fate...