Chapter 712 – The President Teaching Female Teacher Ⅰ [Illien & Idrien Ksacru] (2)
-Jung. Purruk. Puruk.
The gooey, gooey sound that resonated every time the penis pushed into the fleshy pot filled with sweet juice. At the source of the sound was an elf in black kill heels lying on the table, bending his long legs.
-Puruluk. Puruk. Purruk… !
As the penis pushed in little by little, the stems of love juice that spurted out from the junction were soggy like honey, and it was only in the middle of the thigh that the long string was cut off and fell flat to the floor.
The upper body lying on the table looked as if it was just crouching down because its head couldn’t even touch its forehead due to its gigantic huge breasts.
Platinum hair that started to get wet with sweat, pointy ears, and gigantic breasts that couldn’t even touch the floor. And the director’s office of Balter Academy.
Considering all these combinations, it is very easy to infer that the Ksakru sisters are the specialty of the academy (?) And are violated in students’ countless imaginations and consumed as objects of love. There was.
-Pu-wook… Whoops… Whoops…
Because the contents of the meat jar are already full, the sound of air escaping resonates for a long time every time the inside is opened.
-Steamed… Sizzle… Poke… Boouk… !
A symbol of a huge man poking through pink flesh. A malefic-sized penis that could be called that of a monster in estrus was roughly opening the female’s flesh and digging inward.
And the one who pressed the female teacher’s buttocks into a good position for insertion and pushed her waist was a cute-looking boy who was far short of being called a man, a little short of being called a teenager, and it’s more appropriate to describe him as a child. .
A young child who looks cute enough to be often mistaken for a girl stabs a female teacher much older than herself with a huge penis that does not suit her body, and no. She was piercing and shoving.
-Steamed… Sizzle… Sizzle…
As if tasting a taste, the boy’s movement of pushing the huge penis in half and moving his waist while opening his inner flesh and taming it made me more curious about who the other person was.
To the male students at the academy, no. Is it Illien Ksakru who is sometimes seen as a friend, sometimes as a respected teacher, and sometimes as a trustworthy adult who even receives love letters from female students?
Or is it Edrien Ksar Crewe, who is admired for her ability to match her beautiful appearance with her carefree demeanor, even though students shun her for her high-handed atmosphere, disdainful looks and words and actions.
“Oh… Just a little more, lower your back… Yes, like that… Oops… Tightness is good today. Good job.”
If either of them saw the words and actions coming out of the boy’s mouth, it was easy to guess that this was not the first time or two. It only made me more curious about the young boy and the person who did this kind of wrathful act.
“Idrien’s pussy is so~ sloppy, so it’s a big deal!”
If you see a twin sister smiling beside you while mingling with a young boy, then the twin sister is a man. No, he has no qualms about mingling with a young boy, no. They both seemed used to having sex with young boys at the same time.
“Yeah, Idrien is cocky, but every time he hits me like this. It’s cute that she just goes away… Oops… Like Ren, it’s a shabby pussy that goes away as soon as it’s put in, but… Ugh… Good…”
A young boy who mingles with the Ksar Kruu sisters, Marei de Parwen, answered Illien affectionately as she looked at her sister’s face right next to Idrien, who was already spurting her love juice. Do.
“Idrien~ Try harder~ Didn’t the owner give you a chance to do it first? Huh? Huh?”
“Ah, I know…! Hehe… Huh… Heh… Heh… !”
Having already reached climax several times just by inserting it, no, just by inserting that huge penis, Idrien Ksar Kruu began to forcefully force the breath that couldn’t go down his throat into the back of his lungs.
“Hey… Hehe… Whoops… Laugh…!”
In an act called taming, as females express it, Idrienne had no choice but to crumple the document that came into his hand as if holding a bed sheet without realizing it.
I shrank at the sensation of a huge stick of flesh poking out of my stomach. Every day, whenever the opportunity arises, it has become the happiness of life to spread her legs for her master and fill her womb with semen. Even if she was a toilet female teacher, the master’s things were foul.
“Oh… It’s tight today… Oops… !”
The owner’s stuff is too big. Everyone is like that. Idrienne had no choice but to consciously force her breath into her lungs as her fading mind held back the excuses she wanted to let out.
“Crane… ! Ha ha… ! Crane… !”
Just give me a little bit of time. Idrienne couldn’t utter the words of her rising plea, and bowed her head at the sensation of her entire body drenched in cold sweat.
So happy I just did my best to get used to the joyous, happy, yet burdensome sensations that I enjoy every day.
“A little more, relax… Oops… Hurry!”
However, the owner, who is slowly realizing his position and role as a male now, does not need to be considerate of such things…
– Damn it.
It was only natural that he urged her ass, which was wrapped in her black pantyhose, with the palm of her hand.
“Aww… ! Yes yes… ! Sin, sorry… Ughhh… Hehe… ! Whew… ! Huh… !”
Who would think that she was Idrien Ksa Kru when she saw the supreme beauty fawning over her ass being slapped on the buttocks by an immature young boy who was a lot younger than she was, barely able to come to her breasts.
“It would have been fun to do half as hard on the students, wouldn’t it, Master?”
“Yeah, because Idrien is only strong with children… Oops… Tighten… Ugh… Did you go again, Idrien?”
“Yes, four, yes… Four…”
Illien laughed a little at the sight of Idrien nodding her head frantically at his master’s question, losing her focus already. Not only is she herself. She was no different from Ravella, whom she respected and feared the most.
Because I see her every day as she clenches her white teeth and pathetically walks away the moment she gets stabbed by her young son’s cock, pretending nothing is wrong and hiding it.
“Huh, I feel sorry for those who like Idrien.”
“Yeah, Idrien is my pet toilet… Oops… Because it will loosen up.”
– Jjaak
A mistress who is used by her master by lying leaning on a table and bending only her lower body, no, she can’t even hold her posture properly, and in the act of an inexperienced toilet bowler who arbitrarily strains her stomach, Marei hits her butt without hesitation.
“Sorry, sorry… Master, sleep… You too… Hey, I feel good… Whoops… !”
Weeping A boy much younger than himself, no. Idrien Ksa Kru apologizes to her male, and she doesn’t know why she answers by shaking her head.
“Did you know that there is a student who confessed to Idrien today?”
“What? Confession?”
The male’s expression, which had been struggling happily with pleasure, hardened a little.
“Yes, did you personally bring a bouquet of flowers to the door of the lab? I have also written letters. Huhu, he was a really handsome guy.”
Hearing Illien’s voice blowing from her side, Marais looked down at the female who was being raped while holding her back firmly. The fleshy buttocks protruding through stockings, the slender waist, and even the huge breasts that can be seen being pushed sideways even when lying down.
“Handsome… ?”
“Yes, I think someone said he was the second son of a count… He was also very tall.”
I’m going to go to the side. Illien Xacru, who scratches the master’s planting and stimulates the ferocity and monopoly desire that have sunk to the bottom.
If it was done in the absence of her sister, she would have thought that the two of them were being separated, but in a situation where she is being crushed and raped right now on the table…
“Idrienne, did you like it? Huh? Huh?”
– Steamed. Steamed. Steamed.
Of course, it will be time for the owner, who is mixed with monopoly and possessiveness, to discipline the bitch who shakes his butt recklessly. Of course, Idrien, who was angry at her for coming without a reason, tore up her letter and shoved the bouquet into a trash can in front of the person who came to propose to her, but Illien completely left out the story.
“Laugh… Out… Oh no no… ! Me, I’m the owner, because it’s a toilet exclusively for the owner… I-I don’t care about that… Oops… Whoops… Oh oh… Clothes… !”
– Fu-wook! Woowook! Fu-wook!
The second son of the Countess Dawn, who could give everything for herself, even though she could live being cared for all her life like the queen, Idrien said that it was her choice to become the master’s toilet seat, the male who controls her and rides on top of her now. . No, she wanted to shout that she was born for a reason, that she was a duty.
“Oh… Poor meat toilet, Idrien… Oops… ! I’m going to give you a lot of scolding today… !”
The master, who started to move in earnest, stirs up the sticky flesh pot and moves with the momentum to lift the cervix as it is, gives Idrien an excuse, no. They don’t give you a chance to tell the truth.
-Pu-wook… ! Whoops… ! Woowook… !
“Hey… ! Hick… ! Now, wrong… Ahhh, I was wrong… Now, wrong… ! Huh?! Whew… Ah, a mother who is confessed to by anyone, a bad toilet… Hee hee profit… Yo, forgive me… Aww… !”
Despite the appearance of Idrien, who began to cry, Marei grabbed her platinum-colored hair that reached her thighs in one hand and pulled it, pushing her back as it was.
