Capítulo 81: 81. To wash it down**
Thyra wasn't sure how to react. She quickly grabbed her tunic before cleaning her jizz off Hure's jugs. Hure took the tunic off her hand and cleaned herself.
Thyra's meat shaft was yet to return to its normal form, but the view in front of her started to pump fresh blood into it. And she couldn't help it.
There was a strange allure to seeing her girl clean the seeds of lust and passion from her face and breasts. And the fact that Hure's black maid dress, marked with Thyra's white jizz, was partially pulled down from her shoulder, exposing her milk-dripping jugs, wasn't helping either.
Hure was only able to wipe the cum on her face before Thyra jumped on her again. "Hey," was all Hure could say before Thyra sealed her lips.
"Aren't you too excited tonight, my lady?" Hure said as Thyra let her go.
"What can I do? You are too beautiful for me to resist." Thyra kissed her cheeks again, saying, "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? I am not stopping until I put a baby inside you."
Thyra was talking in the flow, but she soon felt she had said something that she shouldn't have. She checked on Hure, who was looking at her.
Hure was the one who had known Thyra the longest. Naturally, she had no problem understanding what Thyra was thinking. She smiled at her, saying, "I have waited for this for a long time too, my lady."
That was all the signal Thyra needed, and she jumped into action. She was already naked. Naturally, she had no intention of letting Hure keep the clothes.
Her black maid dress was already pulled to her waist. Seeing that Thyra was trying to remove it, Hure raised her hips, letting her remove it.
The next thing Thyra noticed was the undergarment. Hure didn't fail to understand the meaning behind Thyra's curved lips as she said, "Uuuuu!"
Thyra turned to see Hure's cheek blushing red. Thyra looked at her undergarment again, asking, "It's quite exotic, isn't it? Are you sure you aren't trying to seduce someone with it? I must say it is quite an effective weapon."
"Nooooo… I didn't have any other undergarments. I washed the other ones."
It was a white silk one. Although it wasn't net, the material was quite thin, exposing all the secrets it was covering. And the wet spot made it easier for Thyra to notice Hure's puffy lower lips.
"Don't stare at it," Hure complained while covering her undergarment with her hands. It just ended up making Thyra more excited.
Thyra didn't remove her hand. Instead, she pulled the knot on the side of her waist and removed the undergarment. She held up the damp underwear for Hure to see and asked, "You will need to wash it too. Won't you have nothing to wear tomorrow? What are you going to do?"
Seeing that Hure wasn't willing to look at it, Thyra threw it away. Then she concentrated her attention on the leading performer of the day.
Hure's hand didn't put off much resistance and exposed the wet lips. Thyra wasn't sure if it was because Hure's thighs were touching each other that made the beautiful entrance of her baby hole puff up.
"My lady, don't stare at it too much," Hure complained with blushing cheeks.
"Why are you trying to hide such a charming thing from me?" Thyra asked as she spread Hure's leg wide. "So, they are naturally quite puffy."
Hure didn't understand what Thyra meant by that. Before she could say anything, she felt Thyra's hand touching the area of her love entrance. The next thing she knew, Thyra spread them open as she pleaded, "No, my lady."
There was no one there to hear her pleas. Like a kid who finds their favourite toy, Thyra was overjoyed. She widened the area around her pussy and opened her cheeks wide, revealing her nymphae.
It was a pair of thin skin folds that surrounded her vaginal entrance. Although they weren't the same shape, they were cute enough for Thyra to kiss them.
Feeling Thyra's lips against her own, Hure desperately tried to push her away. "My lady, don't do that. You shouldn't kiss it. They are dirty."
Thyra looked at her, asking, "If you can put my cock in your mouth and suck on my nuts, what is the problem with me doing it?"
"But I am your maid. I am here to serve you. You are a noble lady. You shouldn't do such a shameless thing. It is dirty."
"Shhhhhh…" Thyra put her finger on her lips. "As your master, I order you to lay here. And let me do what I want. It's my order."
"But…" Hure wanted to say something, but Thyra wasn't willing to listen to what came out of her upper lips. Instead, it was the clitoral area above her lower lips that excited her more. It even came out of its hood to greet Thyra.
Thyra did the same thing, sticking her tongue out and flicking her clitoral area with the tip of her tongue. Hure was still trying to convince Thyra not to do it when a bolt of excitement shot out of her clit and overwhelmed her brain.
"Ahhhh!" Hure grasped as all the air in her lungs escaped from her mouth. Her back arched up while her brain lusted for oxygen. Then the second flick came.
All her muscles tensed up as she desperately tried to push Thyra's head away from her nether region. Thyra teased it again.
"MY LADY," Hure gave off a desperate scream as she still struggled for air.
Thyra smirked between her legs and increased the intensity of stimulation. Hure struggled like a fish out of water. She tried to roll her waist, but with Thyra firmly holding her, she couldn't do it. With Thyra in a precarious position between her legs, Hure couldn't sit back up.
She tried to push her head away. However, due to the relentless assault on her oversensitive part, she couldn't even think straight, much less escape Thyra's grip. The only thing she could do non-stop was moan as tears rolled down her face.
They weren't happy tears, nor were they sad. The more Thyra rubbed her tongue against her throbbing clit, the more her body lost control over reality.
She wanted to stop her lady from liking her private parts while her body was desperately craving attention. She wasn't sure if Thyra had noticed it, but her naughty juice was leaking out of her baby hole.
Remembering the shameful memory of the past, she was just worried she wouldn't show Thyra her shameful side. However, the god wasn't listening to her plea.
She already had orgasms from her nipple stimulation. Although it wasn't strong, she still leaked out a little, making her undergarment wet. Lucky for her, Thyra didn't doubt that she might have wet herself.
However, she could again feel another wave building up inside her. As Thyra took her hard clit in her mouth and sucked on it, it was making it harder for her to control her vaginal muscles.
If that wasn't enough, Thyra's ruthless finger directly penetrated Hure's unsuspecting baby hole, and Hure's body gave away.
"Noooo… My lady." That was all Thyra could hear before a flush of salty liquid escaped Hure's deepest hole and spread directly onto her face.
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