Part 31

31

"What's so important that you disturbed my rest?" Carlos hurriedly closed the bedroom door.

"Cecilia said there are signs of aging here," pointing at her cheek.

Carlos squinted, looking at Margareth's index finger. "No, there aren't. It looks normal, and even if there are signs of aging, they're in line with your age. We're getting older every day, so naturally, there will be signs of aging," Carlos explained, distancing himself so that Margareth couldn't get too close.

He was afraid that Cecilia might suddenly peek and see what they were doing. It could ruin him if his wife found out that Margareth was clinging to him.

"You see, Carlos." Margareth grumbled, tapping her foot on the floor. "These are signs of aging. I don't want them."

"So, what do you want?"

"Beauty treatment expenses."

"Didn't you just go to the salon earlier? What else?"

"Why do you question it as if I'm a burden to you?"

"I'm not questioning it, but reminding you that I've already transferred money to you, and you've been to the beauty salon as well. So, there's no need to go there frequently and spend money carelessly because our life is not just for today. There's a future we have to plan for our children.

As you know, Vano and Cecilia will be getting married soon, and they will also have children. We will have grandchildren, and, of course, they should also enjoy what I've achieved."

"Well, why does it come to that? So, you're not willing if I spend your money on body care?" Margareth attacked Carlos because she didn't like her request being denied by him.

"It's not about not being willing. But it's better if you start restraining yourself and managing finances wisely so that what I've achieved can be enjoyed by us, our grandchildren, and great-grandchildren in the future."

"This isn't you, Carlos."

"W-what do you mean?" Carlos, of course, didn't understand why Margareth said it wasn't him.

"Usually, whatever I ask for, you immediately grant it. Just for my skincare, of course, it wouldn't deplete all the wealth you have. Or perhaps, do you already have another lover, and that's why you're neglecting me? If that's the case, it's better for me and my child to leave here."

Margareth turned and headed for Cecilia's room.

"Where are you going?" Carlos tried to stop Margareth, who wanted to open Cecilia's room. He wanted to call Cecilia and take her away from here.

"I'm sure you have a new lover, which is why you're indifferent and don't care about me anymore. So, for what reason should I stay here? It's better for me and my child to leave before you start questioning us for living here."

"No, Margareth. That's not what I mean." Carlos blocked Margareth, who wanted to open Cecilia's door. He didn't want the woman to know that Cecilia wasn't in her room.

"Step aside, I want to fetch Cecilia and ask her to pack her things. Cecilia and I will leave from here."

"Okay, I'll transfer the money for you, but please don't leave me. I'm sorry, maybe I've been indifferent to you not because I have another dream woman, but because I'm busy at the office."

"That's better; that's my lover." Margareth planted a swift kiss on Carlos' cheek. "Alright, I'll wait."

"Yes, I'll send it later." Carlos sighed with relief as Margareth finally left him.

"If this continues, I could eventually become Margareth's cash cow," Carlos lamented. After this, he might talk to Cecilia and find a solution to the problem he had just faced because it wasn't feasible to transfer money to Margareth's account every time she threatened.

If he continued to comply like this, it was certain that his finances would be disrupted, and the future of Cecilia and Vano would be threatened.

"Why did it turn off, Dad?" Cecilia sat up. Turn on the nightlight on the nightstand.

"So they know Daddy is asleep." Back on the bed and looked at Cecilia's pretty face. Rubbed his wife's cheek. Carlos didn't expect Cecilia to be the one he proposed to be a wife.

"Dad, why?"

Staring at Carlos who had been staring meaningfully at him. "There is something wrong? Or what I lack? Was that just now, Mother..."

Cecilia's eyes closed when Carlos gave a surprise attack. Sipped his tongue that was dancing in the mouth cavity and again led Cecilia to lie down.

“There is nothing missing from you. In fact, you are very, very perfect." Carlos was forced to pull away from Cecilia because he forgot to take off his clothes before pinning Cecilia just now.

"Dad, what were you talking about earlier? How can it take so long?”

Asking a question, Cecilia reached for Carlos down there. Stroking it, and making sure how big it is because so far it has never been felt directly.

. Cecilia's gulp of saliva was so strong. As he grabbed Carlos. Big. Sturdy. Veined. It's so long and of course it's been difficult to penetrate him.

"We'll talk later. Daddy wants this." Just like Cecilia Carlos also stroked his wife down there. Greeted Cecilia with one finger.

However, Cecilia refused and avoided him. "I don't want to."

"Why, dear? You changed your mind?”

"No. I stay true and want to be Daddy's wife. But I don't like that every time I do it, I always fail, Dad. Even though I was struggling to endure the pain."

"Won't." Carlos sat on top of Cecilia. Squeeze a circle that is so dense and springy. Biting distracted the pain as he pressed.

Cecilia couldn't stand it. He winced in pain, clutching Carlos's shoulder. Venting the pain, as if ripping his entire body apart. Cecilia tried hard not to whimper. He didn't want this to fail the millionth time.

Cecilia wanted this to be over so she could experience the pleasures some articles on the internet mentioned. It was very painful, but he was trying to hold back. Even though Carlos had distracted himself by playing with both mounds and enjoying every inch of skin, it still couldn't erase the pain when Carlos pressed.

Keeps hers wide open. Accepting the big and sturdy Carlos, who was starting to sink. Greeting, splitting until drops of blood can be seen flowing between the union.

“Oh, Dad!!” Cecilia stared. Shocked when Carlos stomped so hard that part of him came in... Not caring if anyone heard, Cecilia couldn't stop herself from moaning... Crying. The pain was so intense that his whole body shook.

"Darling." Carlos wiped away the flowing tears. "Rest?"

Cecilia shook her head. "When will it be finished if we keep resting," he whispered. Wrapping her legs around Carlos' waist so he wouldn't let go under there.

"You are sure?"

“Sure, Dad. It only hurts for a moment, right?”

"Yes dear. Dad promises." Carlos again diverted Cecilia's attention. So that pressing the second one can be easier than the first. He really couldn't wait to move quickly and touch Cecilia inside. However, Carlos had to be patient. Just this, Cecilia was in pain to death until her face turned red.

His lips were swollen. Likewise, the two ends of the circle were scratched because of Carlos' greed. The man was self-aware, he was quite rude in treating Cecilia because he hadn't had any of this for ten years.

Now Cecilia gives it in full form. No wonder Carlos couldn't do it gently, but still tried to hold back so as not to scratch Cecilia down there too.

. And when Carlos sank completely. Cecilia laughed in between her moans.

"I'm your wife, Dad."

"Of course. Until whenever I will never leave you.”

"I love Daddy."

"Daddy loves you too." Kissing Cecilia's pink lips. While moving, slowly finished their game together. Until the blood stains mixed with clear and thick liquid. It was warm to wet the bad cover when Carlos and Cecilia both finished. Enjoy the pleasure that can not be expressed in words.

Now the two of them hugged each other's bodies damp with sweat. No longer able to just clean up, so they pulled the blanket and closed their eyes, which they both did. Forgot, if Cecilia had to change rooms before the other occupants of the house woke up.

. His shattered body. What's more, Carlos repeated this pleasure at exactly three in the morning, how could the girl be able to get up early to cook breakfast.

Meanwhile, Margareth had been searching for Cecilia all around the house, eager to ask what kind of skincare could remove signs of aging. Yet, she hadn't found Cecilia, and she was also annoyed with Carlos for not transferring the money to her yet. He had promised to send it to her last night.

"Aunt, what's wrong? It's early, and you're yelling incomprehensibly!" Vano intervened, disturbed by Margareth's voice.

"It's reasonable, dear. Aunt was yelling because Cecilia doesn't know where she is. She disappeared early in the morning, and your dad hasn't responded at all."

"She's with me, so Aunt, please don't make a fuss."

"B-but, Vano..."

Braak!!

Margareth winced as Vano closed his bedroom door.

"You rude child!" she grumbled, walking towards Carlos' room. She wanted to inquire about the money for her skincare and also let him know that Cecilia was in her room.

"Carlos, come on. Don't make me ask security to break down this door!!" she exclaimed, kicking the bedroom door without any pause. Of course, this disturbed Carlos and Cecilia.

"Dad," whispered Cecilia. Rubbing Carlos' back, which was now half on top of his body. So that the man woke up and asked Margareth to be quiet.

Instead of getting up, Carlos just mumbled. Look for the tip of the circle and take another sip. It made her squirm down there again, and of course Cecilia felt full and sore because Carlos hadn't left her body yet.

"Dad, I'll give you more later. But ask Mom to leave. Noisy."

Cecilia whined. Removing Carlos' mouth from his chest. Despite this, the man persisted, not wanting to let go at all. So Cecilia just kept quiet, letting Carlos be satisfied and get up on his own. Even though it hurts every time Carlos takes a sip.

"Baby," Carlos mumbled after a few minutes of being a big baby. Finally he woke up because his sister was fully awake, not because of Margareth's voice.

"Mmmhh..., Dad." Cecilia groaned. When Carlos moved his hips. Slowly but very deliciously, mixed with pain. It still hurts and stings, but Cecilia can't resist because her body wants it too.