Chapter 410 – Wednesday, Week 7 (3)
It is the finest meat jar that has become soggy with sticky honey. Step by step, step by step, toward the enormous penis that is unmatched for its viciousness inside such a flesh pot.
-Pooh-wook… Tzuuuuu… !
“Huh!! Oops… ! Wow… This, the interest rate is also good..! Haha!! I’m trying to enter the womb, the womb.
– Jjigeukjjigeukjjigeuk
Repeat gently pushing in and pulling out. Rather than a movement for ejaculation, it is a movement that gently kneads and spreads the flesh to make it easier to use. A hard club of flesh that penetrates the flesh pot full of love juice and makes fun of the bitch’s wet flesh.
“Ughhhhh… ! Ah, sorry… ! Boo, if you soften it… Whoops… I remember, I remembered… Aaaaa!!”
In the past, when he had attacked his spoiled and lovely master as if he were himself, he gently pushed his waist like a lover, pressed down on his belly button as if scratching his stomach, and pulled it out. Her jaw is wide open, and tears of joy flow from her widened eyes.
“Your sister asked me to do it, hehe… Do you like doing this?”
“Uhhhhh” ! Lord, I like scratching my stomach with my master’s cock… Aang, again, going again, going again aaaaa!!”
Idrien, as if unable to stand her pleasure, shook her head from side to side, waving her white blonde hair that came down to her tall thighs in the air, and her saliva dripping down her mouth in a high tone. Howls in a voice.
Waking up from a very short sleep, limp in her bed while receiving creampie from her young boy, Illien slowly raised her body, which was in perfect condition as if it had been on vacation for several days. After being raped by her master, she was always like this after she closed her eyes for a bit.
It took time for her to get used to it, but she was so relaxed that her soft muscles and freshness always came in a different way. At the faint sound of her sister’s cry coming from outside her room, Illien saw her mistress quietly asleep.
Even if you receive the grace (?) Of the master, it is not enough to handle the most tasks in the notorious Inspection Bureau, problems related to the master’s education, Idrien problems, stories related to Erden Pavel, who is called a saint by humans, every day at home to come and serve the master.
He knew from experience that there would be no problems physically, but he had a lot of trouble getting along with Idrienne, and he himself had been away for a while to accept Idrienne as one family (?), So he had been able to satisfy his tremendous master’s sexual desire. When I remembered what I should have endured alone, I even felt pity.
Well, after this morning, you’ll be able to show off a great figure as usual as the pillar of the house and the master’s first.
“You worked hard, master. We will try.”
So, out of her respect, Illien gently kissed my master’s mother’s cheek and stood up from her seat.
There was also a desire to belittle the mistress, but it was inevitable due to her animal instinct that breakfast would be ruined if she did not go down at the sound of her sister’s sticky cries outside her.
“Breakfast is… Well, what the master wanted to do, I can’t help it.”
Her sister’s sticky cries grow louder as she approaches the kitchen. Unknowingly, Illien Ksar Kru felt a lot of strength going into her thighs and secretly peeked into her kitchen.
“Idrien sister, keuheuu… I really like it. I like you. Ugh… Now, slowly, everything is cheap… Oops… !
“Hick?! Hey!! Hick!!! Aaaaa, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhhhh!!”
Standing on the tip of her legs and lifting her hips high, Idrien’s torso clung to the table like a cat stretching her, and behind her a grown-up boy rode her penis violently into her. Was continuing the circumstances of the
Her legs did not even touch the ground, and the figure of her crying happily while riding on an adult woman showed the dignity of a full-fledged male rather than a child.
Even though it was quite far away, the sound of cum-cum-cum shot could be heard, and in Illien’s field of view, a lump of semen pouring out from the junction was falling down in an S shape toward the floor.
“I bought almost all of them. Just a little more, hold on!! Keuuheueueueu!!!”
“My stomach, my stomach is crushed… Whoops… Now, let me change my posture… Ahhh!!”
I couldn’t see her sister, but I could easily imagine the look on her face when she heard her pleading voice in a sobbing voice that looked like she was about to burst into tears. Unknowingly, Illien, who had been stroking her secret part, shook her head, and while maintaining a nonchalant expression, she approached the boiling soup.
“Idrien, you almost burned your breakfast.”
“Haaaaa!! Mi, I’m sorry… Uh, sister… Whoops… Oops… Sorry… The uterus, the sperm in the uterus is full… Marey… Oops… Sister… Sorry… Aaaaa!!!”
-Kuruk. Coo. Coo. Dekut… Dekut… Dekut…
Hearing it right next to her, the sound was clearer and Illien swallowed her dry saliva.
“Illien, you came down quickly… Whoops… Ha. I’m done… Good job Idrienne.”
“Yes, master. Be patient while cooking, though. Could it catch fire?”
Come to think of it, didn’t she just call Idrien her sister? Illien left some doubts and she turned off the lights. Fortunately, breakfast was okay. I saw her little sister smiling with a messed up expression as she cummed on her little boy from the morning on her faint remaining magic power.
Illien couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the traces of her teleportation that she wrote without any intention to hide it. It was a shocking sight for those who deserved the title of wizard. How baffled she would be to hear that she had used advanced magic like teleportation to put the ingredients in a pot that was within reach of her if she just reached out.
“Huh… Uh… Thank you… Thank you for using…”
Seeing Idrien not forgetting to say her thanks, Marei caressed her by messing around with her white blonde hair and carefully pulled out her penis so that it wouldn’t fall.
“Illien, clean up.”
“Yes! No no. Wait a minute. I’ll just set the table. Please bear with me for a moment!!”
As she lazily took out her plate, Illien fulfilled her master’s request and placed food on her plate on her table, perhaps forgetting the sight of her astonished at her sister’s magic just before. Filled up, she immediately began to move into her magic.
Feeling a little empty and languid, Ravella de Parwen opened her eyes. Young master. No, he’s still a young boy.
She slept less than a few hours a day because she was taking care of her young son, and Ravella de Parwen, who had been living so happy and enjoyable days, looked blankly at her empty bed, feeling a strange loneliness she hadn’t felt in a long time. Judging from the position of the sun, she woke up pretty early to call it an oversleep.
With neither her twin sister nor her young son, Ravella started cleaning as usual, seeing a broken bed with lots of tissues and the scenery around it. She didn’t have to because she had set her cleaning routine yesterday, but it was a habit she’d gotten into seven weeks, a kind of confirmation.
While briefly checking her handwritten contents, she briefly checked what was lacking, and briefly organized in her head what to say to Julia, she stretched herself and left her room. There was an intermittent clatter in the kitchen.
Upon entering the kitchen, the sight of her young son holding a spoon and eating made her forget about her drowsiness and took a long breath in and out to drive away sleep.
“Did you sleep well? Marey?”
“What?! Oops… ? Is mom awake?”
Ravela nodded her head lightly and looked at Idrien Ksacour, who was trembling with her hips sticking out in her corner of her kitchen. Seeing her semen dripping and not being able to get up, it seemed that she had not long since been loved by her young master.
“You overslept a little. Did Ren and Idrien take good care of Marey?”
“I heard you’ve been very tired lately? You’ve worked hard, Mom. I’m sorry, Ren. Slowly. Suck slowly.”
Avoiding the mess of her platinum hair under her dining table, she pulled a chair and grabbed a spoon and fork from a boy named Ravel, who was sitting next to her young son. The boy, who is getting used to being fed, casually receives food from his mother and gently strokes the head of the bitch serving under the table with his free hands.
“Since one person has increased, it is definitely relaxed. If there is something uncomfortable, please tell your mother? I will scold you firmly.”
“Oops… Yes… No, I’ll tell you.”
“Now, ah, you should chew your food thoroughly.”
She wanted to crawl under the table right away, put the young master’s things in her mouth, and get a lot of fresh semen injected into her empty womb. Give.
“I heard about the Gillia Military Academy, thank you.”
“No big deal. Gillia Marita was a pretty good kid.”
Being a soldier didn’t give her high marks, but Ravella’s gift to a female girl (who might become) her young son’s age, with her healthy-looking body and well-mannered manners, was nothing short of an investment.
She’s pretty smooth-looking, and with her help, she could be the first mistress of the Marita family. If he grew up on the northern front with Julia’s recommendation, he would surely become a capable and healthy mother that his young son would like.
“Come to think of it, how are you and Princess Philia these days? Are you on birth control?”
“She says Philia is on medication… Will she use a condom?”
“No, that would make it a bad habit. I have the medicine that the saint gave me, so take it. It looks like it was brought from the principality, but… Still, she doesn’t think it’s better than the one made by the saintess.”
He didn’t know what caused the habit to break, but Marey remembered the medicine that Ravela had made and that Erden had made. As long as it was a drug guaranteed by the saintess, she had no worries.
“I decided to study at Philia’s house on Thursday. There’s an assignment Julia gave me, but I’m going to write about it related to the principality. She said Julia would call someone to help her.”
“Hmm… It’s tomorrow. Since Illien is busy tomorrow as well, should I send Idrien?”
“No, I will come alone. I’ll call you if it’s too late.”
Although they may not know each other on the bed, the two mothers and mothers, who use honorifics and talk harmoniously with each other when talking, began to talk about whether they usually share their lust or not.
Unconditionally, the priority was a young boy who could barely fit into his heart, but he needed time to work hard in his own field to become a female that his master could be proud of, not just a toilet.
“I will come in as early as possible, but I might be a little late because I have so many things to do. Can you forgive her mother?”
“Ah, yes… Yes. She will forgive you.”
Marey, who kissed Ravela lightly as she bowed her head, nodded her head as if it were natural.
“We want to take care of Marey all day long, but Marey prefers nice females to toilet noonas, right? Whether it’s Balter Inspector General, the president of the Magic Society, or the owner of the Ksakur family. Whooping… How is it, is it good?”
At the sound of Ravela’s laughter, Marey nodded her head shyly.