Chapter 850 – Sunday of Week 8 (3)
Icher tried to smile. Should I call it leisure as an adult or as an older sister? He just blurted it out because he wanted to show me something, and why did he say that he could let me touch his breasts?
“Really?”
Icher’s mouth trembled at the sight of the boy asking back with his eyes wide open. This isn’t it. If you say no, he will think of himself as a pretentious dark elf.
“Well, then… ! W-want to touch it?!”
This isn’t it. Icher repeated the same words to himself several times and boldly lifted the hem of his white sweater.
“You don’t have to worry, Sister Icher.”
However, the face that looked like she was going to burst into tears at any moment made it impossible for Marei’s usual gentle personality to tease her any further.
“Really… Hey, I’ll let you touch it!”
On the contrary, I didn’t know that such kindness would push Icher away from his rampage rather than stop him.
“It’s okay…”
In response to Marey’s continued kindness, she now grits her teeth and lifts her white sweater, revealing her white lace underwear.
“It’s smaller than Illien’s sister… Me too, I’m really big!? “Look, look!”
The pure white lace bra, which seemed to be slightly the opposite of her skin color, was firmly supporting a large lump of maternal love that was comparable to Ravella’s, although it was clearly inferior to that of Illien and Idrien.
Now, if Marey said that it was okay as her face turned red, Iche Le could end it by appealing to his dignity as an adult (?) And composure as an older person.
“Can I touch it?”
However, contrary to Icher’s imagination, the problem was that for a boy who had already made several females his slaves, he thought of Izer de Valentine’s dignity and ease as a part of the females that had nothing to do with him.
“Ah, uhm… Yes, you can touch it… ! Shit, it doesn’t matter to me if you touch it as much as you want!”
Icher says she doesn’t even know where she’s going and she’s been there for a while in front of her little boy with her sweater up and telling him he can touch her breasts as much as he likes.
Marey’s hand begins to reach out to her, without her having anything to do, and Icher takes the young Annika. Because she’s curious. Well, it’s like this. It’ll be okay, etc. Her self enters the rationalization stage.
When she saw the boy approaching her as if he wanted to hug her, she wondered if he was going to bury his head in her chest like he often did with her older sister, and she thought he was cute.
She did not understand herself why she felt so embarrassed by the boy’s thin arms hugging her tightly, although at the same time she unconsciously tried to stroke the boy’s head.
-Tuk
At the sound of the hook being released behind her back, Icher closes and opens her eyes in a daze.
“W-what are you doing?”
“Ichere said I could touch it… Do I have to touch you with your bra on?”
“Uh, uh… Uh… Oh no! If you want to touch a bird raw, don’t say it… ! Uh, it’s the same thing again anyway!”
Icher, who thought her self-rationalization was over just a moment ago, says out loud that it’s okay, without any response, as things progress at a pace that her mind can’t keep up with.
“Yes, Sister Icher. “I’m going to touch you now!”
-Mulkyung.
A small hand that opens her hand wide and holds it as if lifting it from underneath. Icher could not help but flinch from the strong grip that did not suit his small hands.
“It’s so soft and warm… “It feels like it’s dripping down my fingers.”
“Yeah, right… My, my heart… Well, it’s one of my boasts… ! “Like Illien, if you’re too big, it’s uncomfortable!”
Icher de Valentine, who takes comfort in seeing Illien suffer because his breasts are so large that he often feels uncomfortable, unknowingly compares himself to his teacher in front of the boy and tries to gain the upper hand.
His fingers seem to bury themselves in each time he gently grabs, but with his deft lifting and tickling touches, Icher instinctively brings his thighs together to the center.
“They have good elasticity and nice breasts.”
“Tsk… Well, there is no need to evaluate it that way…”
Icher swallows his dry saliva at the sight of the young male staring intently at his chest as the boy begins to knead it, strangely and comfortably, like kneading it, but not painfully.
“It’s erect, it’s cute.”
“Bird, because it’s a physiological phenomenon… Don’t think this is weird. Basically, if you touch it, it gets bigger…”
Icher’s body trembles at the touch of his fingers rubbing the light pink nipples. Why are you so skilled? No, that’s not it. Rather, why are you doing this? Thoughts like this occurred to me from time to time.
“I’ll touch you a little harder?”
“Tsk… Ugh… Tsk…”
It was too much for a virgin dark elf sister who knew nothing but masturbation to easily subdue and rape a large number of females, and to handle the caresses of a boy who turned her into a female.
“Joe, a little… Hey, weakly…”
As she grabbed the area around her areolas and rubbed her nipples at the same time, Icher let out a soft voice and closed her eyes.
“Yes, Ichere, do you like being gently looked at like this?”
Icher nodded her head without realizing it as she gently but accurately caressed her breasts and lightly traced the underside of her nipples with her fingertips.
“Can I suck it?”
“Well, that’s…”
“Huh? Sister Icher. My sister’s heavily erect nipples. “Can I suck it?”
“Oh, no… Well, up to that…”
Dangerous. Icher was unable to maintain her bravado, which was so intense that she instinctively felt a sense of crisis, and she began to hesitate.
“Scared? Sister Icher?”
At the boy’s voice, which asks as if provoking her, her pride jumps and she vents her anger.
“W-how scary! What are you talking about? Suck, you can suck! Huh! Because you can chew it! Nu, you have a lot of experience! “Oh, it’s nothing like this!”
Oh, shit. Committed. Icher suppressed her swear words that seemed to be about to come out involuntarily down her throat and now looks down at her Marei with her tear-filled eyes.
“Yes, I’ll make you feel so good!”
Icher wastes the time she could have taken back her words by staring blankly at the boy’s wide smile.
“Thank you for this food. Aum.”
-Jjuup.
Icher leans her body against the back of her chair as the boy gathers her breasts and sucks her nipples at the same time.
“Ugh… !”
Every time her tongue moves, Icher feels the sensation of being licked from both sides with different sensations. She makes a sound without realizing it and covers her mouth with both hands.
‘Now, masturbation is so different from you!’
Holding back her screams, Icher bites the base of her nipples with her lips, making her body flinch each time her sticky tongue mercilessly teases the erect nipples.
-Uuuuup.
“Ah… Town… ! Ugh… Ugh… Hmm… !”
And the strong suction power that follows. Feeling like he is being pulled differently on his left and right, Icher cannot hold back his moans and lets them out from time to time, even though he is covering his mouth.
Was her breast this sensitive? When she masturbated, it was just moderately good. What on earth is this? The dark elf sister, whose breasts were sucking as if she was breastfeeding a young boy, couldn’t control her shaking thighs and started rubbing them from side to side. Did.
Icher, who had been fondled by the young male for several minutes, fell limply on the chair, covered in cold sweat.
“Tsk! Haha… ! How is it? “It felt good, right?”
Realizing that Icher is completely gone, Marei asks as she removes her mouth from the nipple, which appears to be slightly red and engorged from a lot of chewing and sucking.
“Ah… Hmm… Hmm…”
Icher smiles contentedly as she breathes heavily between her fingers, blocking her own voice.
“Sister Icher?”
“Tsk… Hmm… Hmm… Uh? Uh? Mu, musniriya… ?”
Marei smiles, feeling somewhat proud of the breast caressing skills she was forced to learn because of her pet potties, as Ichere answers in a very slurred manner with her tongue entangled.
“Did it feel good?”
“Yes? Bye, bye… Eww… Joe, it was good… I did it…”
Icher, who quickly comes to his senses and shows the outstanding mental power of a wizard who speaks clearly from his slurred pronunciation, thinks that if this situation continues a little longer, something really big will happen, so he quickly begins to collect himself.
“Now… Well, because I was satisfied… Go, study, work hard… ?”
Without even thinking about wiping her drool-covered breasts, she put her bra back on. After pulling down his damp sweater and wiping the drool that had dripped from his mouth, Icher tried to stand up, then sat down again and pressed himself against the table.
“Huh! I’ll work hard! Sister Icher!”
“Uh, how far did it go… Ooh, we… That is… Solve the problem, you were solving it, right?”
I couldn’t even get up for fear of showing my soaked panties and soaked jeans beyond that, so I tried to just skip ahead and continue class.
“Ah, yes! I was solving this problem…!”
Fortunately, the boy who came out in the morning after cumming heavily in the flesh of his mother and his sister, the Spirit King, was unable to be serious about such a light prank(?), So he focused on his studies again instead of violating the dark elf sister, who could have immediately pushed him down. .
