Into Hi1tomi 842

Chapter 842 – The Spirit King Has Good Compatibility With His Mother (2) [Ravela & Ifrit]

Ifrit. Currently, I have a very, very cute contract, and he is the Fire Spirit King that I look forward to summoning every day. It was also the name of a woman who, when summoned by her contractor in his palace, spent the whole day wondering what to say or what pose to appear in.

Although I had no experience with men, I wanted to look like a cool, respected, and perfect older sister to the young contractor, so I tried to show off. Not only did I make my love juice squirt like a fountain with my finger caress, but I also had my first experience, and of course, my butt hole. It was also the name of the Spirit King who had been trained to fit the size of his huge penis.

Of course, it didn’t end there, and Ifrit, who was also the name of a spoiled older woman who was sexually assaulted with other women and whose lewdness was gradually etched into her body, was full of thoughts of scolding the very obnoxious young boy who summoned her after three days.

She thought it was right to hear the contractor’s voice calling her, so she put on an angry expression and was summoned.

– Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

“Aang, ang, ma, marei… Uh, mom went there… Ji, I went again just now… !”
“You have to tighten it straight. Tsk… ! “Are you just saying that Ren and Idris don’t exist?”
“Oh, no! No! Ha, but… Ugh! I went there six times in a row… !”

What was I going to say? Ifrit blinked her eyes blankly at the scene unfolding before her eyes. Every time the small boy shook her body, the much taller woman shook her body and was used like a seedbed.

-Widely! Widely! Widely! Widely!

Every time the sound of flesh hitting continued, the boy’s mother was crying obscenely, fluttering her sweat-soaked hair as her body jumped.

-Wow!

And then a sudden stabbing sword aimed at the buttocks.

“Tsk… ! Okay, tighten it like that… Tsk… “You have to be spanked to be obeyed!”
“S-sorry… Ugh… Because mom, mom will tighten it…! Uh, please don’t abandon her mom… !”

Ifrit did not remember the names of humans, but surprisingly, Ifrit knew the names of the two people present.

One of them was a very, very naughty boy who dared to take the first part of the Spirit King’s front and back holes.

Another one.

“Labella de Pawen… Right?”

She was Labella de Pawen, a vicious contractor who bore a striking resemblance to my grandmother, who had never called her after signing a contract with her.

“Ifrit, are you here? “Are you late?”
“Ah. That is… Uh… Hmm… I’m sorry…”

Why didn’t you call me for three days just now? Keep your promises. If you don’t keep it, you won’t show up even if you call. Ifrit, who was about to say such a thing, could only apologize at the sight unfolding before his eyes.

As he enjoyed the company of sisters Idrien and Illien, he felt as if he had heard stories about Ravella. No, it was after that. Was it before that? For a spirit that has almost nothing to do with the flow of time, timing is not important, so it’s probably good.

Although I remember hearing the story, Ifrit covers her face with both hands as if she is embarrassed to see the mother-son mating taking place so vividly. Of course, the red eyes between the gaps in my hands were capturing the scene very clearly.

– Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

“Ugh… Well, keep pressing there… “Aaaaah!”
“I don’t know if it’s there, Labella. “Say it straight!”

There was a huge difference between what I heard about and what I actually saw. Ifrit grabbed Ravella’s hair and pulled it, as if handling a slave, and swallowed her dry saliva at the sight of the boy moving her waist.

“Now, in the womb…” ! Hmm… Now, press on the uterus… Oh, no… !”
“What’s not working? Huh? Labella is my fucking house! That’s my bitch! It’s all mine! Out of it?!”
“That’s right! That’s right… Hehe… ! Hehe… ! Ah, if you put it in… If you want to add more, more… Ugh… !”

The sight of Lavela down on all fours, or rather barely standing on her own two feet while holding on to the table, did not look like the granddaughter of Lauren, the prickly bastard she remembered, but like an animal. She purred and wiggled her breasts, which seemed to be a little smaller than he was, and the way she cried reminded him of a female calf.

-Fuuuuuk!

“Open your uterus! Open your uterus, Labella! Tsk… ! I’ll put something thick in it today! “I’m pregnant!”
“Ugh… Well, that’s not the place to put it… Hmm… Ugh… Rain, if you mix it, ah, it’s a big deal… !”

Ifrit realized that she had been poking the secret area without realizing it, and pulled out the finger that had been inserted into the secret area as if nothing had happened.

No, he realized no one had noticed and he tried to focus on the mother-son incest again.

“Ifrit, come. Kiss… Stick out your tongue.”
“Me?! Me, I mean… ? Ah, uhm… This kid… “You’re such a pervert that you want to kiss me while fucking your mom!”

The spirit king’s sister, who could not even dare to intervene until the boy called her, smiled happily like a child receiving a Christmas present when she saw the boy calling her, and walked up to her and licked the boy’s cheek.

“Jjuup… Jjuup… Yes, yes, tongue, stick out your tongue more.”

It’s basic to cling to the boy and press his big breasts to the point where you wonder how he’s been able to hold it in for so long, and he touches various parts of the boy’s body with smooth hands that look like they’ve never done anything rough before.

Rather than a caress, it’s just like a large dog licking anywhere out of loneliness after meeting its owner.

“Are you doing it with Labella today?”
“Tsk… Ugh, I have to scold LaBella and her mother, but I don’t think it’s enough on my own!”

The boy, who is shaking and squirming from the sticky tightness of the penis being sucked for a long time, tells his sister, the Spirit King who is clinging to him, that the three of them should have fun together, as if it were natural.

“Hey~? What did Labella do wrong? Huh? Huh?”

Ifrit asks why Labella should be scolded by such a young boy, why he is being used like a seedbed and violated roughly while lying face down like this, as if bursting with curiosity, he rubs her high nipples on the boy’s shoulder over the thin negligee.

“Tsk… Don’t push. Her Majesty Celestine came today, because of Labella! Tsk… Tighten. It’s so good this time! “Relax!”

-Taaaaa!

“Celestin… ? Celestine… Uh, elf princess? “Why her?”
“Yes, does Ifrit know?”
“I know that Silphid is always cute and cute. “Did you fuck that kid too?”
“Yeah, no… Tsk… “He hasn’t eaten yet.”

Celestine Aribal was clearly an attractive woman. However, Marei denied it because she had not yet thought of making it into something like a seed tray, meat toilet, or pet female.

“Oh! Oh! Then are you going to fuck Celestine too? Are you going to make a lot of people pregnant?”

Ifrit seems very excited at the word ‘not yet’, she bends over and rubs her wet thighs against the young contractor’s thighs.

“I said I wouldn’t do it… Ugh… Labella, why are you tightening it so suddenly… Ugh… ! “Are you gone again?”
“Ugh… I’m sorry… Tsk… Ma, Marey, you have grown up so beautifully… Uh, Mom, you’re so vulgar again, again… I went, I went… Gone… Hmm… !”

-Crash. Clap. Clap.

The amount of love juice spurted out in large quantities every time the huge penis penetrating the fleshy complex moves back and forth. Lavela’s large buttocks twisted around her young son’s dick, twisting her waist like a snake.

“Wow, wow…”

Ifrit couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

“Do you usually do this?”
“Yes, Illien and Idrien usually help me.”

Illien and Idrien. Ifrit wasn’t satisfied with sucking and licking her breasts as she pleased, so she kept rolling her clit during sex, and it reminded her of her friends(?) He was kissing.

“Are you talking about those kids from last time? Meat potties like me! “Kids with really big breasts!”
“Yes, two. That’s right. “Work with wonderful and beautiful sextons like Ifrit.”
“And…”

With only the young boy who was her contractor, the clumsy Labella was behaving like a sex potty without being so distracted, she couldn’t help but look forward to what kind of scene she would see when her twin, who was doing that amazing caress, intervened.

-Squeak. Widely. Crackling. Squeak.

In addition to the sound of mixing sticky flesh, an unfamiliar sound of flesh hitting was heard from somewhere else, and Ifrit looked around, not knowing where the sound was coming from.

“Tsk… ! “I’m doing it with LaBella right now, so don’t mount it from the side!”
“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry… ! Well, that… Well, so… !”

Ifrit, realizing that he was mounting his private part while rubbing his private part on the young contractor’s side like a dog in heat without realizing it, turns red in his face and is worried that the contractor will make fun of him.

“If you’re going to do it, do it from behind! “According to my movements.”
“Well, is that okay?”
“Yes, if you help me from behind… Tsk… “I’m dying because I’m so happy to have it shoved so deep into my mom’s pussy.”
“Is that so? Then, I will help you!”

Remembering the feeling of everyone just obediently(?) Happily(?) And joyfully(?) Mixing together without any need for respect, I hurriedly clung to Marei’s back.