The Blessed Hero – Journey around the sacred grounds – The town of Hember 22 (Roa) –

That night, Zorube was having dinner alone on the first floor of the Fleece Inn.
Two days ago, the night I bought that little prostitute, I was told that there was a little more time left for her appointment. My gaze kept going back and forth between the wall clock and the table, and the contents of the mug in my hand hadn't decreased since a while ago.
As a business person, Zorube usually manages his time to the point that he is very punctual, but today he feels restless even at home. Even though he knew it was too early, he couldn't stop walking towards the Fleece Inn.
His body arrived at her destination faster than he expected, and she thought it would be a nuisance to the store to just wait, and the snacks he ordered because he was nervous would not go through his throat.
(He's in his mid-thirties, and a virgin to buy a woman)
When he looked at himself objectively and mocked himself, such thoughts were not out of place.
Although he is unmarried, he had a girlfriend like everyone else, and he bought a prostitute.
The scent of a woman, the feel of her skin, the pleasure that emanates from her, he feels that all of them are good, but he has never been truly satisfied.
And it's not just about women.
From an early age, Zorube was good at grasping the point of things and could do anything dexterously, but because of that, he was not able to burn his passion in anything.
For such a Zorube, meeting Roa was a shock. He knows it's a cliche and an exaggerated expression, and she still wants to use the word "fate."
When she visited his owned general store, he was captivated by her mysterious beauty at first sight.
Her companions, who came to the store with her, should never have been inferior in beauty, but only Roa was reflected in Zorube's eyes.
Luckily, he seems to have been able to serve them as customers, but he honestly doesn't remember much.
From then on, whether he was asleep or awake, all he could think about was Roa. While thinking about Roa, he indulged in masturbation.
Even so, he's two years older than her as a girl he has a crush on. He knew it, so he was in control.
Because he knew that the very fact that she and I were exchanging words like this was an impossible miracle.
So when Lloyd asked him to buy Roa for a night, he simply nodded without thinking about her circumstances or background.
He definitely had the best experience of his life so far. He was convinced, and he was bummed for a while, but when he was reconciling his plans with Lloyd and what kind of night he was going to spend at Roa's place, he suddenly realized.
What does he want to do with Roa, he pondered.

Love each other like lover ────
Instinctively, he teases Roa────

"That's not a bad thing either." However, he felt something was wrong with the person he longed for, and perhaps it was appropriate for his once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
In the end, no matter how much he worried, he couldn't come up with an answer. The word "I want you to bully me" came out.
He doesn't even know what she was thinking at the time.
For a moment he was overwhelmed with regret, he saw Roa's look of disdain, but he felt a heat welling up like he had never felt before.
In the end, she didn't take back what he had said, and the moment Roa stepped on his penis--a shock ran through his entire body.
It doesn't even compare to the sex he's ever had. It’s no joke, he thought, that his organ was not for procreation, but for this little girl.
Ejaculation guided by Roa's legs was the ultimate happiness, but ──── suddenly a desire welled up.
I wonder what Roa's body is hidden behind her black robe.
He should have been satisfied with Roa kicking him, but once he couldn't stop his imagination, he fired seven times at a young body that was only in his imagination. The meat stick regained its strength.
If his own desires were given priority over Roa’s impressions, Roa would naturally have deep wrinkles in her eyebrows, but only by her eyes that looked at him like bugs, made him excited.
However, when he was about to give up because of her expression and silence, his hopes would not come true, and then Roa’s expression took on a mysterious luster.
Her expression was endlessly beautiful, lustrous, and terrifying-----just by being caught in those eyes, it was as if the depths of his soul had been grasped.

"Do you really want to see me naked? “
When she was asked that question, the boiling desire he had been feeling until now had stopped, and dark curiosity was controlling Zorube.
If I nod here, what will happen to me?
Even though I thought so, I couldn't think of any other option other than nodding.

"No matter what the result was, if it was something Roa brought, I was confident that I would gladly throw myself into it."

As I was immersed in the memory of the best night of my life so far, my child-sized penis erected in my trousers to the point that I was about to spit out my semen, and it progressed so slowly. The hands of the clock, which had irritated Zorube, were pointing to the appointed time.
Zorube hastily scrapes the remaining items from the table, hands the employee a coin, and runs upstairs.
I checked the room number over and over again to catch my breath, and knocked on the door, which opened from inside.

"Welcome. I've been waiting."

The girl who stole Zorube’s heart is the same as when she left him the day before yesterday, inviting him in.
Zorube stepped into her room with hopes and fears, desires and anxieties as if a bee invited by flower nectars.

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