The Protagonists of Romance Fantasy Novels Have Escaped

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The position was reminiscent of a beast’s copulation.

She couldn’t even look around.

It was a position where she had to bow her head in submission.

So, Ludmilla held her buttocks high while clinging to the wall, worried that she might be caught by the members of the House of Hohenberg.

“Wow! Your grip is amazing! How many times do you want to get pregnant?”

“Uh… Yes! Anytime…! Ahhh!!”

Ludmilla’s starved v*gina was thrust into an uncontrollable frenzy.

The risk of being caught in the act of outdoor s*x was palpable, yet it seemed to approach with pleasure.

“I’ll get pregnant. Ludmilla…!”

“Ah! You’re thrusting so violently…! I’ve become a mere female, unable to comprehend your pe*nis…!”

The aristocratic princess, surrounded by brooms and cleaning tools scattered about the courtyard, was subjected to a humiliating act.

No one knew.

In the space where one normally lived their daily life, the aristocratic princess was panting like a courtesan.

The s*men dripped down.

The s*men that flowed from Ludmilla’s v*gina formed a puddle.

If someone were to discover a pit, they would suspect a leakage. It’s unlikely that the Second Princess of the Empire would shake her hips like a succubus, making a mess, and who would expect it?

“Ah, Eitan…! Eidan…!”

After Rudolf’s womb was filled with bread, Eidan, having washed his body clean, headed towards the Jebilene who was praying in the cathedral.

“Ah! Ah, ah! Ah! Ah, I’m still in the middle of my prayer…!”

“You’re supposed to serve the Lord with your genitals. You have to keep your promise.”

The saint’s purity was symbolized by the white robe, which was forced off by Jebilene. Despite the distress, Jebilene received Eidan’s rough touch with ease.

She clasped her hands together.

It looked like she was praying to the one God.

Eidan demanded that Jebilene pray to the Lord while naked. It was a request that completely trampled on her faith, but Jebilene, with her mouth still murmuring prayers, let out a coarse groan and spread her white thighs.

Tchach! Tchach! Tchach!

A filthy sound echoed in the sacred space where the saint was praying alone.

It was like a peach pit flowing with juice, filling the saint’s vulva with lubricant.

“The Lord symbolizes fertility and abundance. So, if you have s*x with the Lord in His cathedral, the probability of getting pregnant won’t increase?”

“Huh! Hah! But there’s a story in the scriptures about a noblewoman who received God’s blessing and became pregnant without having a child…! What kind of crazy person has s*x with the Lord in His cathedral?! “

Jebilene screamed like a madwoman.

But Eidan didn’t stop the ritual.

It was a place where the statue of the Lord, symbolizing fertility and abundance, was looking down. Eidan gazed at the statue with a large chest, while Jebilene’s v*gina received his pe*nis with great force.

“I understand. If I succeed in getting pregnant, I’ll give the Lord a tithe. And if I get twins, I’ll give Him double.”

Eidan said with a playful voice.

Jebilene let out a scream that was almost a death cry, and reached the climax.

Pffft! Pffft!

The lubricant that flowed from the vulva fell exactly onto the red rug laid beneath the pedestal.