They're Already Dead

Oddric Griswold moved his hips and pounded the young lady who was squirming underneath his well-built body, letting out sounds of rapturous melody.

"Ahhn~"

Tears filled the young lady's eyes, however, as she was successfully coaxed into this room by this young master. She looked as if she had no choice but to rely on his mercy to make her ends meet.

Oddric Griswold looked at the young lady's eyes with a hint of excitement, "Young lady, your eyes are indeed charming."

He flicked her eyebrows with his breath and rained down kisses upon her eyelids.

The young lady whose eyes were pitiful and needed protection revealed a vicious curl of her lips at this time.

Oddric Griswold didn't notice. He lifted up his face to the ceiling and shouted in ecstasy, "Young lady, prepare to receive my seeds!"