Chapter 437 – Outdoor Date (3) {Labella De Parwen}
Marai, who wrote down all of Nemua’s stories, was brief, but he was momentarily speechless at the content contained in it. A story that has never been heard or learned. For some reason, in order to get the stories out of her head that seemed like they shouldn’t be brought up, Marei scribbled a few lines on what she had written with a pen.
Nemua’s eyes met.
“I don’t think it’s a good story to tell others.”
Marey vomited excuses unconsciously into Nemua’s blue eyes.
“Also… You are wise.”
Of course, Nemua only laughed very, very lightly. As if Nemua had nothing to say after that, she stood expressionless as she listened to the conversation between Marey and Ravella. As the coffee cup was empty, Nemua stood up and said it was time to return, put her head on her chest and quickly disappeared.
“Are you a good person?”
“Ah, yes, four!”
Marai, who was staring at the back of her four muas, came to her senses at Ravela’s words and nodded her head several times. Marey blankly watched Nemua’s back, who was quickly moving away without even realizing it.
Her red hair, tied behind her, was very beautiful, resembling the end of her sunset.
“What do you think of Sir Nemua, Marey?”
“Yes? Oh, I think he’s a wonderful person.”
In response to Marey’s answer, Ravella nodded her head kindly. Our lovely master No, it seemed that her own son needed a bit more education (?).
“Does Marey not like tall people?”
“No.”
“What do you think of a tall woman around 190cm?”
“Ah… ? Are you talking about Sir Nemua?”
Labella nodded her head lightly.
“I think it’s cool…”
“No, as a woman. Hmm… Wouldn’t it be nice to talk as a female?”
“Oh, are you a female?”
Ravella nodded her head, a face that couldn’t find any hint of a smile on her face. Because the topic suddenly shifted to this direction, Marei pursed her lips as if embarrassed, and her true heart was pulled out of the person who faced her seriously.
“… It looks stiff, but I think it will look childish in her bed.”
“Well, that’s fine.”
Although she fell well short of her passing mark, Ravella was able to give her a fairly generous score, recalling how she was when she first met Marey. Of course, even with extra points she couldn’t help but be close to failing.
Labella’s long, slender hand carefully covered the little boy’s hand, which was resting her hand on her table. Of course, it would be correct to say that Lavella, a full-grown woman, was holding her hand because it was much bigger than Marey’s, which would be appropriate for being dwarfed by her peers.
“Mom is always on Marey’s side. If she wants Marey, she can be honest. She will prepare it just like Idrienne.”
At Ravela’s sweet whisper, Marei involuntarily nodded her head. Even Lauren? The question filled her throat, but strangely she couldn’t say it.
“Huh, by the way, Marey. The male scent of her is coming too strongly. It’s a date with her mother, but coming without washing properly is too much~.”
“Does it smell… ? Sin, I’m sorry.”
Marey grabs her collar and sniffs her. There was no way she could smell something like that, of course, but if she was a woman. No, if she was a female, she couldn’t help but notice the intense vibrating male scent.
“It doesn’t really smell. What should I say, should I say excited? It is difficult to describe in words.”
Should it be said that this is the reason Nemua quickly left her seat? Should I say that she exuded a strong scent, or should I say that she felt a sense of completeness?
Even if you are a woman who does not know men, you can turn your gaze without even knowing it. Even so, she must have tilted her head at her neutral and cute appearance that resembled a girl. If I had known a man, it would have reminded me of a boy struggling in bed without realizing it. So when I ran out to the school gate, the eyes of the women must have gathered naturally.
Of course, the fact that he was the only one in the crowd who knew that there was a vicious thing that made him recognize as a female because he was very, very good made him unbearably excited to the point of immoral sensations and the pink washroom hanging at the end of his big breasts.
“Whoa, when I first approached you, I thought your panties would get wet. I wanted to take him straight to the motel, but Sir Nemua accidentally stuck with me… Marey?”
“Oh, huh?”
Hearing his mother’s temptation with a slightly red face, the boy swallows dry saliva without even realizing it.
“Do you understand what Mama is talking about?”
“Cadet… That is…”
“Please tell me. Whoops, what do you think I’m talking about?”
Seeing her mother wanting a straightforward answer, Marei looked around her several times before opening her mouth cautiously.
“Sex… Let’s have lots of sex… I think I do.”
“Yes that’s right. A load of Marey’s, her son’s semen in my womb. I want to wrap it up to overflowing. I want her to be fucked while holding her uterus firmly with the momentum to impregnate her. Marey.”
A faint smile hung over Ravela’s face. Her eyes were blazing with hot pleasure that seemed to burn at any moment. Her gripped hands were interlocked and her thumbs began to scratch and tickle the boy’s palms.
While showing hand movements as if holding a penis, and repeating lifting and lowering gently, the tongue sticking out between the lips as if licking the tip of the glans, repeatedly sweeping back and forth, pressing down in between, as if serving as usual.
Marai swallows her dry saliva and nods her head.
“Gee, go home…”
“How is the hotel?”
“Ah, yes. I like the hotel…”
Seeing the boy rise from his seat, Ravella burst into laughter.
“At home.”
Ravela pointed to the corner of her alley. Marey shook her head and began to walk quickly, holding her wrist tightly as if dragging Ravera.
Compared to before, it really changed in a positive direction, but I still couldn’t help but lack. No, is our standard too high? Ravella watched with rapturous expression from the back of her little son as she was dragging her to rape her, as she involuntarily placed her hand around her pounding heart, and couldn’t help but sighed behind her. Hug
“Your mother’s pussy, do you know how wet it is right now? It would be soggy like hot water, so it would feel really, really good if I put it in, right?”
“Because it’s outside… A lot at home… I will.”
As she tries to shake off her advances, Ravella stealthily embraces her little boy, and she gropes over her pants, sneaking into the blind spot of people’s gaze. Her long, slender white fingers, which felt warm when held together, felt very cold as they groped over her powerful penis. Was the penis hot enough?
The gentle touch on her neck made Marei involuntarily inhale and hold her breath. If someone saw it, it was the skinship of a beautiful older sister hugging her little brother from behind, but in reality, it was just a female who seduced males by gently sweeping the thick-looking part on her pants and pouring out strange words into her ears.
“Don’t you want to use your mother’s gently sucking pussy? Huh? Marey.”
As if tempting, it was a harsh whisper from an older sister, not the usual kind-voiced honorifics.
“I feel good today, so every time I press the cervix, I think it will tighten more comfortably. Huh? Marey. Don’t you want to squirt pregnancy juice all over your mother’s hole?”
“La, Ravela…”
Ravela’s hands grew bolder at the sight of the boy calling her own name, stammering and sweeping up to the base of her swollen groin.
“Your semen bag is full, don’t you want Marey to make a lot of babies in a healthy uterus that can give birth to a lot of good babies?”
“Ugh… That stop… It’s outside…”
She turns her head and tries to see Ravella’s face, but what greets her is the touch of her huge breasts through the thin dress. The faintly sweet scent and the pheromone of an excited female. Maray, in her no-no, she pushes Ravela over right now, and her desire to sow her own seeds in this naughty bitch raises her smal body.
“It’s in perfect condition right now, and it would feel really good to put it in. My panties are completely damp, to the point where I have to change into something in my bag. Don’t you want to include Marey?”
“I want to put… People…”
Marey looked around her. It seems like she is talking to her little brother whispering, but I stare at Ravela’s back and feel relieved by the people who shake her head and go their own way.
Even if she seduces like this, she doesn’t come over, what kind of education (?) She is receiving in a place where she is not watching herself. Ravella confides in the boy a story that she didn’t want to write much of, but that would be valid.
“Did you see people’s eyes in front of the front door? Those sticky eyes. She pretended not to hear, but she was judging me. Whoops, if you conceived me in your imagination…”
Suddenly, Marey’s eyes widened at the other people’s stories, then they cooled down. Should I say she’s jealous or should I say she’s possessive. She can’t show it to others, but she is filled with the idea that she has to tell the females who are recklessly bringing up these stories who are the real males and who are the owners.
“Follow me.”
When she was in a hurry, remembering her magic tool she had given her to use, Marai shrugged and shoved her labella into her alleyway, took a glass bead the size of her fingernail from her bag and laid it on her floor. Pick up and throw.
Seeing streams of green light streaming down the floor from the shattering glass beads and shimmering transparent walls spreading out around and around the entrance, Marei pushed her Ravela against her wall and unzipped her belt with one hand.
“Ahhh… Hey Marey… If you suddenly push… Wh…”
– Steamed.
“You’re all wet, Ravela. Is it that good to see people watching?”
“No, not that… Whoops… !”
– Sizzling.
With her hardened face (which Ravela and other women see as just cute), Maray treats her mother more harshly than usual.
“Is it a complete flood? Did you like it huh? Don’t bring up other people’s stories. Mom is… Ravela is my exclusive pregnant bitch…”
“Ah, Marey… Uh… This is because Marey excited her mother with her male scent…”
“Like Ravela said, I want to have a lot of sex. Yes, I want to press my cock down Ravela’s cunt and rub it to impregnate her. So, I’ll put it in. Is that okay?”
If he had come this far, instead of asking for permission, he could pull down his panties and insert them mercilessly, but the uneducated (?) Boy was still asking for permission to violate his female partner.
Of course, the gigantic penis protruding to her belly, pulsating in sync with her heartbeat, pressing down on Ravela’s white dress and around her belly button, as she said, was already a woman. No, it was no different than a notice to Ravela and others who had succumbed to her female form rather than permission.
-Kook… Kook… Kook…
Far above the position of the uterus. After all, Ravella’s thick but white thighs start to shiver as she presses down on the part that should be called close to the pit of the stomach, applying a lot of pre-cum, and the heat flowing from the giant meat club that makes white flesh visible through the dress.
As if she was nervous, she seemed to shrink her body, but the flowers of lust blooming in her eyes, which were fixed on her penis, were already begging her young son to use her body, her healthy womb.
