Chapter 1263 – ##04_Mother-Daughter Quartet (3)
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To borrow a phrase from Linnaeus, everything is prosperous if the family is in harmony.
In other words, it means that if mother and daughter eat rice bowl, the family becomes harmonious.
While Siwoo was doing physical labor for the sake of family harmony, the level of pleasure Albireo received was comparable to violence.
It is only natural that Si-Woo, who has walked the path of the great witch bomber, endures the bombardment of her underdeveloped body with the mental strength of a virgin.
“Hyaaaaap!!!!”
With enthusiasm, the thick dick plunges down in a sharp downward curve like a Stuka.
Albireo’s keel, which was lying face down on the bed like an elegant sailing ship, was slenderly curved.
-Wiggle, flinch, flinch!
“Song… ! Also, I want to stop going… Let’s go again… !”
Albireo moved immediately after receiving the thick vaginal cum, and semen bubbles were leaking from the joint.
There is only one thing she can do.
“Hey, you’re gone again? “Not even a minute has passed.”
“Yes… ! Siwoo… With Siwoo’s dick… Gone again… It shouldn’t be like this… It shouldn’t be like this… Haaaaa!”
“You decided to hold on for a while.”
“I can’t stand it… I can’t stand it… ! Hoooook!!!”
In front of her sisters and daughters, in a beautiful voice trained for singing magic, she admits defeat and surrenders to her incompetent pussy.
And squeezing out the baby juice.
Albireo, who is very mature, was sensitive in front of Siwoo’s cock and became an adolescent pussy that kept squeezing out juice.
“Huh… Hehe…”
Albireo melted like chocolate in the dessert from the sweet pleasure that made it safe to say that all the pleasure he had ever felt was fake.
I ended up climaxing nearly 15 times in a row.
At that point, Albireo felt puzzled in her dazed mind.
“Why, still…”
She said that women are generally more likely to have multiple orgasms than men, and that there is no limit to their sexual drive.
However, in my experience, when I feel this level of pleasure, I feel ‘I’m full…’ I want to stop eating… It is normal to be in a ‘.’ State.
Deneb and Siwoo’s collaboration, didn’t your sexual desire decrease after the fountain show even when you were forced to receive spam emails linking pleasure?
However, now that she is being directly injected with a much more intense level of pleasure, her desire is not diminishing, but is renewing her previous high every second.
Every time he doesn’t move or removes an object, he feels a sense of loss, like a donut has formed in his chest.
It means that it is clearly strange.
There was a situation here.
-Jjoop
After retrieving his cock from his big, smooth, shaved pussy, Siwoo called out to Deneb, admiring the feel of it sticking until the last moment when he pulled out the tip of his glans.
“Deneb, a wet towel.”
“… Siwoo… Now really… It’s hard to bear… Please… Please put it in just once, just once…”
Deneb, who was called to the role of a wet towel again, rubbed his thighs and pleaded.
Deneb finally forgets her face and begs in a voice that is almost in tears.
Even the pitifully lowered corners of the eyes are full of a dangerous color reminiscent of poppies.
“My body is so hot I feel like I’m going crazy… Just receiving it from my sister… It’s not enough… Only at the end! Even just for a moment at the end… Or even just when you ejaculate… To me…”
Deneb’s existence is the reason why Albireo cannot escape the endless swamp of desire.
As proven in the last remote Polynesian project, it is not only pleasure itself that is linked to the stigma of Zemonai.
Desire, excitement, and even carnal desires are shared to some extent.
Just as the smell of food spreads further when it is hot, Deneb’s desire is also more easily spread to everyone in the heat of this heated mother-daughter rice bowl.
It is the completion of the infinite power of the desire to keep wanting to be fucked even while getting fucked in real time.
“Hmm, is it that hard to bear?”
“Yes…”
“I think you can tolerate it. “Aren’t you being cruel?”
“No.”
“Let’s start by cleaning.”
“… Lie… No… Really…”
“Starting with cleaning.”
Deneb pursed her lips at Siwoo’s freezing reaction.
The reason why he is so slow is clear.
Because I know what his tastes are.
Siwoo probably won’t allow penetration unless Deneb shows an even more scandalous face.
“…”
Deneb turned around.
Shaking from his shame, he grabs his buttocks with his hands and bends down, opening them in front of his nose.
-Jeoup
A spectacular view that unfolds starkly with the sound of smacking one’s mouth.
The sophisticated little mother-in-law’s pussy and the fancy anal pussy that bloomed and twitched shyly were pushed into the old mosaic.
“Hey, look at this… Because of Siwoo… You’re so wet…”
“Would you like to open it wider?”
Even though he looks so shameful, his voice is still businesslike.
And to be honest, it is the coldness that fuels Deneb’s desire along with shame and humiliation.
-Chop Chok
“It’s really swollen.”
“Hi!”
His palms pat or rub from side to side the petals of Deneb, which are swollen with love juice and excitement.
Deneb almost collapsed due to weakness in his legs even after such a careless caress.
“Clly is also standing upright.”
“Hig?!”
This time, Siwoo plays with the claw with his fingertips, as if tapping dew on the tip of a blade of grass.
Every time, regardless of Deneb’s will, the pink flesh fluttered and spilled the love juices filled inside.
Because of the love juice, my fingers that are showing off the superb view from behind keep trying to slip.
“Great. “There’s something I want to try, and Deneb would be perfect, right?”
“Is this something you want to try?”
There is always a fruit basket in Count Gemenai’s bedroom.
Among them, the one that Siwoo chose with his mind was a well-ripened banana.
“Siwoo? Why on earth is that…”
Siwoo calmly peels a banana in front of Deneb, who tilts his head at the appearance of an unknown tool.
“Deneb, your pussy looks hungry, so I’m going to feed it something.”
“Yes? Oh?”
A banana digging into Deneb’s pussy flesh with an unfamiliar foreign body sensation.
-Squeak
The feeling is unpleasant.
In the first place, not only was it much smaller than Siwoo’s item, but it was also much less open, stiff, and thick.
I felt only a slightly good feeling of insertion.
Deneb, taken aback by the absurd development, looked at Siu with bewildered eyes.
“Would you like to try harder?”
“Siwoo, what on earth is this…” .”
“If you cut this out well, I think I might change my mind.”
In short, it means to cut off this banana just by tightening the genitals.
“Assistant! “Isn’t that too harsh?”
“That’s right! I heard Little Master likes things like this…”
“Was it a bit like that?”
Even Odile and Odette, whose bodies must have been heated by Deneb’s desire and Albireo’s pleasure, protested with disgust.
In fact, it is an act of treating Deneb’s female genitals as just a spectacle, not for pleasure or for making love.
It is an act of playing with Deneb as if performing a sadistic circus.
The dutiful daughters, Odile and Odette, cannot just sit back and watch.
“That’s right! Apologize quickly.”
“Otherwise, I won’t see my assistant for a week!”
Si-woo too became embarrassed later on.
“Deneb, I was harsh. I guess I got carried away with the atmosphere too much. “I’m sorry.”
But.
It’s strange.
Had it been any other time, it would have been a miserable treatment that would have brought Saint Tyme.
However, while feeling humiliated, I also feel excited.
Despite receiving such absurd orders from him and receiving such shameful demands, I look forward to the ‘next time’.
-Tuk
There wasn’t much effort, but the half of the banana fell down on the carpet.
The cutting edge is dull, as if it was crushed with lips.
The cutting power of the ‘Love Ring’, which was reminiscent of a cigar cutter when Siwoo first inserted it, was enough to cut off things like bananas.
Besides.
-Jjoop
It disappeared into the slimy vagina like a half-cut banana sucked into the mouth.
Only the tip barely shines through the pink flesh.
Is there a show that can show more clearly than this how amazing the little mother-in-law is?
“I did it, Siwoo…”
Odile and Odette opened their mouths half-open.
“…”
“…”
“Sister.”
“Yes.”
“Shall we not disturb?”
“Huh…”
Odile and Odette, who sensed the mood, left for a moment and Siu and Deneb entered their own world again.
“Hmm, good job. Would you like to spit it out this time?”
“Well, I can’t do that on my own…”
“Let’s give it a try. It feels like pushing out what’s inside.”
“… Yes.”
What on earth are you doing?
Why do you get excited by doing this?
Deneb lowered her heated face, sticking out her buttocks and still placing her hands on his knees.
“Huh… Ugh…”
The piece of banana sticking out its head is pushed out little by little in accordance with Deneb’s breathing.
-Tuk
“Ha… Ha…”
Siwoo couldn’t help but admire the shape of the banana that fell on his palm in less than 10 seconds.
It was clearly a banana that was as fresh as half of it lying on the floor until it was inserted.
But now it has turned mushy, as if it was made from banana syrup.
It was caused by the hot heat, sweet love juice, and the tight movement of the inner flesh.
This sucks and sucks, but it’s really amazing.
I never would have guessed that my mother-in-law was a handmade(?) Banana syrup craftsman!
“Deneb,”
“Siwoo! Well, why are you bringing that! Throw it away! It’s dirty!”
Even Deneb, who had been so humble, turned bright red and was shocked when Siwoo showed him the banana salad from Deneb as if it was amazing.
“It’s dirty now.”
“But, but…” “Somehow, this is to pervert.”
“Good for you. This is exactly what Deneb likes.”
“… It’s not like that, is it? Anyway, now… Right? I really can’t live. Today is the last time we hang out like this…”
Siwoo belatedly holds out his bitter hand in front of Deneb, trying to save his little mother-in-law’s face.
There is still a banana tanghulu on the palm.
“Please clean it.”
“… Siwoo?”
Only then did Deneb come to mind again.
At least as far as this bed is concerned, Deneb’s superior is Siu.
Siwoo brought the dog and owner to eye level by pressing Deneb’s head as if giving him a treat.
He knows very well how to excite Deneb.
“I’ll give you a reward if you clean it. “What Deneb wants.”
“I don’t like poetry.”
“Really. “I’ll make you so stuck that you won’t know where you are.”
“… “I said I didn’t like it.”
“Even though I’m going to do it until there’s a lot of stuff inside?”
“…”
“Even if you beg me to stop, I have the confidence to press it down with force.”
“…”
A conflict between an offer too tempting to refuse and ultimate pride.
Deneb’s trembling mouth slowly opened.
The result of Deneb’s fawning and teasing disappeared into her mouth.
“It’s delicious, right?”
Well, well.
I thought it would upset my stomach, but my heated body transformed even my bodily fluids into sensual seasoning.
Deneb felt the dizzying taste of immorality and sensuality slowly melting into her tongue.
“I thought you only had talent for wet towels. “You’re also talented as a mop.”
“Well…”
“Oh, I don’t mean it in a bad way. But usually things like this are cleaned up with a rag.”
“Huh…”
His stroking of her head made her whole body tingle with excitement.
“From now on, you will be my rag whenever I call you, right?”
Gulp.
Deneb muttered softly after swallowing everything in her mouth.
“Yes…”
“What?”
“Deneb Zemenai… Siwoo’s slut… I will…”
