143. The Punishment***

Before she could understand what was happening, she felt Thyra's meat shaft slip out of her hand. She turned back to see that Thyra had already left the bed and was standing right beside it. 

She had a bad feeling about it but didn't get the chance to decipher his intention. Thyra climbed on the bed again and pulled the pillow from under her head. 

He put that pillow on one side of the child and his own pillow between her and the child. Then he tucked the sheet beneath the pillow, ensuring it wouldn't move even if the child moved.

As he did all of these things, he also removed the sheet covering her body and put it solely on the child. She lay there naked while Thyra bent over her, tending the baby.

It was only then that she saw it erected. 

'Does the size really increase so much when he gets excited?' Alas! She didn't ask the question out loud. Her eyes were glued to his nether region.

His meat shaft was like a thick rod directly aligned with his toned abdomen. Part of it had a darker tone, while the front part had a light shade of pink.

Compared to his circumcised flaccid one, his hard dick had a longer pink part with a flat head.

'No wonder I felt bloated when that thing was inside me.' She thought as her eyes glided across the length while the owner of the shaft was making sure that his child was well secured while it slept.

Beneath the long shaft was overgrown pubic hair, and hidden behind it were not so hanging balls. She was sure they had a lot more wrinkles on them when Thyra was less excited.

What she underestimated was her own enthusiasm. Like a sex-crazed lioness, she instinctively raised her hand and grabbed her mate's family jewel.

'Who had told you to grab his family jewel?' If the future could appear to her past self, she would have slapped her and asked. Also, she might have asked, 'You even dare to give a squeeze to his balls?'

Alas! She didn't know about her future. But what she was aware of was the fact a pair of eyes were staring down at her from the top. And they didn't look happy.

"Sorry." She stupidly gave another soft squeeze before retracting her hand and trying to wipe on her cloth, only to realise that she didn't have a single string on her body.

"No need to cheek. I will make sure to empty them inside you." Although he wasn't looking at her, he said it in a hushed tone to make sure that it didn't wake up the child.

Thyra put a pillow wall up on all sides of the bed to make sure the kid could not roll off, and then he got out of bed. 

Coming off the bed, the first thing he did was check on the woman lying on the bed. Like she did with him, he studied her from head to toe.

Last time, he had only seen her from behind, so he made sure he checked everything on her body. And the first thing he noticed was the dark patch on her nether. 

Even from the back, Thyra had observed that she had overgrown vegetation around her crack, but checking it from the front made her realise how severe the situation was.

It wasn't just around her pussy, but also grew up the inverted triangle section between her meaty thigh and almost to her lower abdomen. 

One look was enough for him to understand that it might not have been ever cropped from the day it had first grown.

Then, there was the sign of meatiness all across her body. She was nowhere near enough to be called chubby like Melanie. 

After all, unlike Melanie, she was not the kind who would just sit down and eat. She must have worked hard to run a restaurant.

And that gave her such a body shape. However, she was well-fed enough for fat to accumulate in attractive places, such as her shoulder, knockers, stomach, and thighs.

However, there wasn't any problem with that. If anything, those signs of fertility had just stimulated his body with more sex hormones.

"You would fuck anything living that has a hole." For some reason, Thyra was reminded of the words Nisa used to tell him. It made him wonder if Nisa had told him because she could see the future.

'Why is he smiling like that?' She couldn't help wondering. 

Thyra yearned for a clear view of the stunning features that had won her so many devoted diners. However, the more he looked at her intently, the more shy she felt under his gaze. 

She instinctively put one of her arms on the knockers that still exposed her areola while using her other palm to cover her pussy. Just like her other arm, her palm was nowhere near big enough for her entire vegetation.

"What are you looking at?"

It broke Thyra's train of thought as he looked at her. It did nothing but make her blush more. Yet Thyra walks away from the bed, confusing her. Her eyes followed him with confusion as he opened the door and left.

"Is he angry? Did he sober up?" She unconsciously put her thoughts into words. As she wondered what to do, Thyra returned and stopped in front of the bed.

Before she could understand what was happening, Thyra bent down and put her hand under her body.

"Kyyyyaaa!" She exclaimed as Thyra carried her up like a princess. With her skin directly rubbing against her rough skin, she blushed as the red spread down her cheeks and neck.

"Why are you blushing like that? I have been inside you." Thyra said as he carried her towards the door.

Fearing she would fall, she wrapped her arms around his neck. It made her soft breasts press against his hard chest.

What was more stimulating was the fact that the tip of his stiff shaft was kissing her back. And as he walked while carrying her, it left a trace of wetness as it rubbed across the soft skin. 

Unfortunately, Thyra was correct, and there was nothing she could do about it. When Thyra pressed up against her, it brought back memories of their first encounter. Pressing her down onto the hay bed, he took her for the first time, and he was a little rough about it.

Even though it hurt, it was still a treasured memory of her. As Thyra carried her out of the room, however, she realised that this was not the time to dwell on such concerns. 

"Where are you going to take me?" With her voice barely above a whisper, she asked.

"You have become far too naughty. I need to punish you." 

She wasn't idiotic enough to not know what type of punishment he was talking about. However, she was astounded by the room he was taking her to. She was a little too shocked. 

"In this room?" 

"Why do you want to get punished in front of the children?" Thyra paused before he added, "Then again, I don't think you could keep your mouth shut during it."

Thyra went into the first room, which contained a bed but no one else. Instead of laying her down, he sat down on the bed. He did not let go of her but rolled her over on his lap.

"You are getting way too bad these days. You even dare to tease me. You need to be punished." As Thyra said, he raised his hand in the air and…

*Slap*