Into Hi1tomi 684

Chapter 684 – Wednesday, Week 8 (14)

There is a lazy time in the afternoon that comes suddenly. Marais enjoyed the ambiguous time that had become like a daily routine, sat on the sofa bathed in the sunlight pouring down from the large arched window, and let out a long sigh of pleasure.

On either side of the boy, two naked elves snuggled close together rubbed their cheeks against the boy’s chest. Big breasts of that overwhelming size, no, even without looking at his face. Colostrum easily guessed the identity of the two… I was sure.

“Hehe, Master. It was really cool today! Should I say the best male~ Should I say a very good man~!”

Illien Ksa Kru, kissing the flat chest of the middle-aged boy and spraying saliva, was fooling around without even wiping the semen from his nose. Of course, he didn’t forget to appeal to the boy by pressing down on the boy’s side with his heavy, unparalleled huge breasts.

“Oops… I’m sorry… Uh… Really, to pervert to brute… But nice. Thank you for raising us with toilet bowls.”

On the other side of Illien by the standards of a boy, Idrien Ksacrou, who was kissing while covering the boy’s shoulder completely with his huge breasts that did not lose to Illien, no, just like Illien, had a very ecstatic face. As if savoring the saliva that had been pushed into his mouth, he began to mumble.

“Yeah, it’s two people. Thanks for being born to be my toilet pet!”

If anyone who knew Sister Ksar Kru heard it, it would have sounded like slapping a boy or challenging a ridiculous insult to a duel. Kiss

A teacher and student, a woman of the right age, and a slender boy as if the secondary sex characteristics had not yet arrived. If there is something in common between the Marey and Ksakru sisters, who seem to be on opposite sides, is it that their entire bodies are covered in semen?

“By the way, sister. How did the progress you were supposed to go out today go?”
“Of course not perfect. What did a smart and kind master like you do right away?”

Like master~ I wonder if the use of master is the right metaphor, Idrien wondered, but she nodded her head lightly, feeling the conclusion that she herself felt strange saying that master is master.

“I heard that you first learned magic in Balter, but you are very fast… More than me or my sister.”
“Because you’re the owner~ right~? Come on, kiss Ren~ Chuyu~ Chuu~ Master~!”

I could forgive anything for the excuse of being the master, and it seemed like it would be an understandable indulgence, but Idrien, instead of raising eyebrows at her sister kissing her master in a mean way, fawned over her. Tongue carefully sticks out tongue and invades the kiss of two people.

-Ah… Jjuum… Whoops…

The three people’s tongues are mixed in the air, and from the boy’s carcass, from above and below, from left to right, the Xacru sisters take advantage of the advantage (?) Of being twins, taking charge of division of labor and serving. The twins, who moved their sticky tongues, which could be called copulation of tongues, and drank from whose saliva they didn’t know it belonged, laughed happily and rubbed their heads on the boy’s chest once again.

“Ah, come to think of it… This is what I wanted to ask. That is… What I’ve been learning lately. I got the feeling I knew why. Recheck what you know rather than the feeling of learning… ? It’s not… I felt that way even when I first saw it…”

Marey slowly explained the strange feeling she felt in Ycher’s class, and in her twin sister’s class as well. The older elves, who had been fawning over males until just a moment ago, turned on very serious faces and listened to their master’s voice.

-Steamed… Sizzle… Sizzle…

Of course, I didn’t forget that the hands of the two people who didn’t take their eyes off the owner were shaking each other’s hands up and down while holding each other’s hands in the big penis.

“…I think I know that feeling. When I was in the middle of studying magic, there was a time when something was sorted out inside me and I understood the contents.”

Idrien opened her mouth cautiously, looking at her twin sister right next to her as if asking for her consent. Normally, she would have taken the side of her stubborn little brother, but since it was about the master, she shook her head.

“It’s a story that has been somewhat on track. Master is a beginner who has just learned magic. Wouldn’t it be closer to the power of the dragon? Of course, the master…”

Although both. Illien regretted bringing her out too hastily at her disorganized story. Idrien kept her mouth shut, so that her sister’s story wouldn’t be interrupted, she continued.

“Then you will have to approach with the lineage of the hero. Marie de Parwen… Sorry, excuse me. There’s been quite a bit of talk about the owner’s birth mother. A genius shaman.”
“…There was no use of magic in the hero’s deeds.”

At Illien’s answer, Idrien made a small noise as if she was in pain.

“Master, are you good at witchcraft?”
“I don’t know… I’m only learning what Master tells me.”

Calling her Mr. West, she remembered a very small fox girl being held in her arms. Ran, who is both her master and her concubine, was good, she only said she was great, because she had never talked about genius or overwhelming talent like Illien or Idrien.

“I think it can be dangerous to make hasty judgments now, but… “
“Is your sister thinking that too?”

Idrien carefully asked Illien. Illien looked at her own sister without saying anything. She seemed to be looking at each other’s opinions to see if they were right. The two opened their mouths at the same time.

Devil.

It was an ominous name to say. However, the two spat out the same words as if they had promised. I carefully checked my eyes, fearing that the owner would not be shocked.

“That this is Lilith’s talent… No, it’s… Sorry. It’s Lilith. He doesn’t like it when I use honorifics in front of Lauren-sama.”

Seeing the two pets staring at her, Marai thought she had made a mistake in her title, but it didn’t seem to matter as she still stared at her with eyes wide open.

“That… What’s the matter?”

Upon her careful questioning, Idrien let out a long sigh at her.

“Master, that’s what we feel.”
“The devil’s ability is expressed as stealing, but… “

Illien started dragging her horse.

“In fact, it is correct to describe it as sharing experiences and emotions. It’s not about stealing, it’s about knowing what the other person is thinking and feeling.”

Idrien glared at her twin sister because she felt like she was the only one playing the villain, and finished her sentence. Marey seemed to be distracted by the story her Idrien had told her.

“Sometimes… Oops… Comes out… Oops… !”

– Jjiik… Chi profit… !

Of course, after lightly spitting out the clump of her semen left in her urethra, taking a few breaths, Ran Marei continued her words with her face clearer.

“Sometimes, I get the feeling that people are thinking something.”

Illien slowly nodded her head.

“There are misunderstandings when you say demons, Idrienne. A demon isn’t like that, more precisely, a dream horse. And strictly speaking, it’s Lilith’s specialty.”
“Lilith… ? Is the master’s great-grandmother a friend of your sister?”
“Oh, that’s not it… Lilith! Yes, it is Lilith-sama’s characteristic!”

Illien lowered her head while checking her master’s feelings to see if she was offended, and drooped her body like a golden retriever caught eating her feed in secret.

“It’s okay, you’re someone I’ve never seen before. I’m also calling it Lilith because of Lauren-sama, so it’s okay. Huh? Raise your head, Ren.”
“Master, even so, it was because of him that he was born! I respect you!”
“Uh, uh… That, yes…”

Idrien looked at his older sister with her pitiful face, as if asking if she should appeal to her master by going so far, but she couldn’t help but laugh dejectedly at her triumphant smile as if she had won.

“According to the records, it is said to be a dream demon… I tend not to believe A mere dreamer played a power game with Loren de Parwen, the elder dragon. Because even the demon king fought against a giant in the middle world.”

This is an extrapolation of my imagination, so just let it flow. She added her words to Idrien.

“I know you want to tell Master this and that, but Idrien is off topic.”
“…Sorry, the story leaked the other way.”

Her twin sister smiled lightly and looked lovingly at the gasping master, and the masturbation that had continued from the time they sat on the sofa continued smoothly.

“What should I say, Master? The driving method of the magic circle resembles that of a dragon.”
“Dragon? Like Lauren?”

Illien nodded her head. Idrien continued her speech.

“From my point of view, it should be said that he embodies it as his own rather than a dreamer who simply feels and shares fragments of his memories. You do get that feeling. The driving method of magic is closer to that of a dragon than a wizard… I don’t know if it reminds me of the form of a verb…”
“She said she looks like Lauren…”

For some reason, Marai felt her shoulders strain, and gently grabbed the breasts of her twin, her elf, who leaned against her.

“Master, you said you look like Lauren, but you seem quite happy?”
“Lauren-sama is wonderful. Beautiful.”
“Huh~.”

As Lauren’s story came out, Idrienne twitched one corner of her mouth as if she was having fun as she saw the strength in her penis. She glanced at her twin sister next to her, and she seemed to know what she was thinking, as she smiled with a very evil, if not beautiful, face.