Chapter 193 – 193. Master Gets Wet With Even a Little Praise! I’m in a Hurry, So Let’s Drag Her to the Men’s Room and Change. Before Putting on New Underwear, Get Rid of the Cli First!
The diver immediately corrected the collapsed swimming position.
She made mistakes, but she’s professional just by not showing any more ugliness.
We burst into laughter when he swam away like a mermaid.
“—Puheh! What the hell was that person just now?”
“Hehe. You don’t know, aren’t you asking?”
A situation where we face each other and laugh.
The answer is right in front of your eyes.
If a fairy like her person existed, wouldn’t it look just like her?
Unlike the sickly white hair, the silver hair was soft and shiny.
Beneath that, her stubby features, beautiful eyebrows as if drawn with a densely packed brush, and ruby-like eyes with thin double eyelids.
And a nose with contradictory charm that looks sharp yet soft and lips like petals.
I think it is only natural to be fascinated by this mysterious and beautiful beauty.
Due to the difference in her height, the composition where I met her gaze was, as always, I was looking down and she was looking up.
Staring into her eyes, looking forward to what she will say, she opens her mouth.
“Why did he bump into him just now? They all crashed because of you.”
I still have more to say, but a shy expression has already risen.
No matter how many times I see it, it’s equally fatally lovely.
“Phi—you bumped into it by yourself. Why is it because of me? I, what— did I do something wrong?”
On the other hand, the pouting corners of his mouth opened and the way he spoke was very cute.
Sylvia was so happy at her trivial words that she couldn’t help it, so Sylvia would sometimes snatch her voice while she was talking.
Even though she knew what I was going to say, she deliberately cut her off and asked, as if to say, ‘Come in now!’
It’s so creepy.
“You are wrong. Too pretty wrong. So, from now on, the wicked master walks close to this slave. Only I will be able to see your dangerous beauty, so cover it up with a hat.”
“Huh… ♡! Well, divide it in moderation and give it a compliment, really! … I mean it’s wet.”
“Haha. If you dry it with magic, what are you doing?”
Sylvia’s eyes wide open at my remarks.
“No magic. Because the situation is not inevitable. She goes to the bathroom I will change.”
“—What about the eyes of others… Ah.”
As soon as she finished her words, the magic that obscured her presence was cast.
She tapped the subspace pouch and whispered coquettishly.
“… Would you like to pick one that would suit the pretty owner?”
I chose the relatively clean men’s bathroom as a place to wait for clothes.
Because this one is more immoral.
Sylvia, a noble noblewoman and mighty witch, was dragged into the men’s bathroom with her hand held by me, her slave.
Thinking in this way is a bit of a hassle.
Without delay, I pushed the master into the toilet seat.
And, like a slave, he opened his eyes.
Then, she must have been terrified. For an instant, she trembled and put her arms behind her strange face.
“Then, shall we take a look at the sloppy owner’s pussy, who is said to have gotten wet with just a few words?”
“… Ugh♡ I’m having a hard time, do I really have to say that?”
“Geuk, so you don’t like it?”
“Sir, I don’t hate it, but… If you’re not paying attention, you could just say something unsightly and push-pu-shu. As an aristocrat, it is a matter of pride to walk away after being slightly manipulated by a slave, but it is shameful to walk away without even touching it.”
Even if you memorize Amman, you often forget the messed up standard again.
“Take care of your words and hold on.”
My cheeks bulge at the words that are not important.
“Boo, knowing full well that my body is poor.”
“It’s okay, so take it off now.”
“Ah, yes.”
Immediately get into a position with your legs shoulder-width apart and your arms behind you.
It does not move in the posture of sex slave, no, in the posture of resting.
I unfastened her stylish belt and slid down her jean shorts.
Then, pure white panties appeared.
At first glance, these look like cute white panties, but they are not.
Jigsi-
“… ♡”
He puts his face close to his nose and examines it carefully.
Sylvia’s pussy is a macaroon pussy with no hair.
Thanks to this, no matter how much she reduces the cloth area, her pubic hair will not look ugly.
So the cloth area of the panties was very small, which meant that they were fucking erotic.
Of course, it’s not as small as the level of a micro bikini.
It was so-called low-rise panties that only covered the climax in moderation.
I said, glaring at the very finely protruding upper part of my panties.
“Um, here’s Klee whining and trying to come out?”
“Awesome♡! That, yes so It’s stuffy, so take it off quickly.”
Following her aristocratic etiquette, she, thoroughly guarding her submissive posture, demanded her promptness.
Therefore, I teased her hand in her own way, whether or not she broke down the state she was trying so hard not to budge.
I deliberately brushed hard against the protruding clitoris and lowered my panties.
“Higit♡!”
Pew!
The tightly closed pussy trembled and spewed out a shallow tide.
The dog’s premature ejaculation crappy pussy finally couldn’t close her pee hole and spat out the climax tide.
“Ugh, master. I haven’t even touched her yet, what if she goes away?”
Sylvia hesitantly made an excuse at the mischievous criticism.
“D-D, since you took off your panties with your hands, it’s as if you touched them, even if it’s indirectly. And then, I endured it and quit it during the climax, so it’s not like it’s gone completely.”
Sylvia lifts one of her legs while making excuses.
I burst into laughter as I took off my jeans and shorts.
“Pu-Hup, yes, let’s do it.”
“It’s not like that. Am I right?”
Then lift the other leg as well.
The cloth pieces of the lower body are completely excluded.
“Yes, yes. You look shabby, I couldn’t even touch my hand, but I didn’t take a picture.”
The corners of his mouth rise high and tremble, as if he had sensed the condescending tone.
However, according to etiquette, in principle, the only situation in which a slave can look down on an aristocrat is during sex.
Sylvia made a strange and cute face with her eyebrows raised and the corners of her mouth curled up.
“Uuuuu♡ It’s not like they’re having sex, but they look down on the owner.”
She refuted it lightly.
“If I just copied your sophistry, wouldn’t it be okay to look down on me because I’m also having pseudosex?”
“Oh… Well, then it can’t be helped, since I said something first… Okay, you can look down on me and look down on me.”
Well, in fact, just as the fucking National Institute of the Korean Language behaves in this way, ‘In principle, spaces are required in that case, but pasting is allowed.
It’s a rule to look down on someone during sex, but being looked down on is ugly, so in reality, it’s allowed at any time.
No no
Anyway, since I put away my panties, I examine my pussy.
The condition of her pussy, which had originally been wet due to the praise rush, was completely wet.
It was only natural for this to be the case with the climax or assistant who shot out futs by taking off his panties while being roughly swept away.
I arbitrarily put my hand in the bag of the master’s subspace.
She’s still thoroughly stuck after opening her pussy, so I’ll have to get it out myself then.
Among the colorful underwear that popped into my head, I choose one I want to wear.
Suwook.
“Now, is this okay?”
It was a panty with a heart-shaped fabric cut only for the clitoris and a red ribbon with a small string attached.
The ribbon has a small hole at the bottom, into which the clips are inserted.
And if you pull the ends, it’s tight.
“G-g-g-g-g-g-g-gh! Do it!”
Sylvia showed everything she hadn’t seen before, but she was still full of shame.
Her face is redder than the ribbon on the panties I’m holding.
Cute, lovable, and most of all, hot-tempered.
I immediately thought of a mischievous thought.
It’s impossible to put on underwear right away because of the current erection.
In fact, even if I had an erection, it was small, and it was always erect because I was originally clamped by the clearing, so it didn’t matter, but I was going to use the fact that I had a moderate erection as an excuse to climax.
“Sylvia, are you just going to put this on?
Hearing her nonsense, Sylvia’s eyes sparkled.
“Wow, what are you talking about? My clip is a little short no matter how much I stand. And the cleaning ring you put on always stings, so I can’t help but get an erection… Hick!”
It’s funny and erotic that the words are cut off when you grab and hold the clip.
“Okay, do as I say. It seems difficult to me. I’ll give you a clitoris, so calm down your horny body so it doesn’t get in the way of wearing panties.”
“So it’s okay for now… Hee hee♡! Ah Okay. Barbaba, in heat… I’ll try to solve it. Huh? Huh!?”
I sat her wide open on top of her toilet seat cover and pulled her tight.
So I put her between my crotches and pushed her knees to force her legs apart.
“Whoa, whoa…”
A pervert-like appearance that reveals her pussy without being able to hide it.
A defenseless and bare mound without a single limb to resist rises like a bare mountain.
“What a wow you’re doing the same posture often.”
“Hmm! But it’s embarrassing every time…”
“Ugh, are you trying to be cute on purpose?”
“On purpose. It’s not like that.”
Then you’re not pretending to be cute, you’re just saying you’re cute.
Aren’t you ashamed of that?
I see, my ears are red.
It was so cute that I found it and grabbed it without realizing it.
“Higit♡!”
Jomuljomul, Bubijeokbubijeok, Crumple, Pinch, Pinch, A small number of weak aristocratic clis of a dainty size.
“Keuhiit♡!Hee hee… ♡ Kkeit ♡!?”
Pww!
The pee hole made a cute sound and spewed tide, but it didn’t really go away.
Sylvia threw up as if rejecting Clithal.
However, in reality, she is trying to enjoy it for a little longer by enduring it so hard.
The enduring climax of incomplete combustion follows, with only the sound and a few shrapnel like blank bullets from a police pistol.
“Hugh… Hey that ♡! Klee, let me go♡”
Sylvia frowns as if she is going to leave for real.
Gives slave-like scolding to excite the master.
“Shh, won’t you be quiet? The slave is harassing me, so let it be on the subject of the master, Mara.”
Cli twist while talking.
─Kugit!!
“Hee ♡!? Do it wrong!”
“Should I apologize if I made a mistake?”
“Uh, heh… What, what are you apologizing for… “
“Tell me like this.”
The words I whispered into her ear made Sylvia’s face turn red.
Sylvia, who licked her lips for a while, finished her resolution and recites a line.
“No, compared to the big, burly Prince Ji, this master’s Cli… It’s too small to compare, it’s like a miserable bullying defeat female cock, so play with it as you like… Hehe♡♡!?”
“You said please.”
“But respectful words are now… Ahhh♡!? Ha, I will. I will… Stop!”
Cli’s rat, which had been twisting crumpled, was released enough to withstand her strength, and Sylvia snarled and recited her lines.
“Compared to the slave’s big and masculine slave prince, this master’s Klee… It’s too small to compare, and it’s a miserable bullying defeat bitch, so please play with the slave as you please… !”
After she finished speaking, Sylvia trembled with shame and humiliation.
Her face was obviously very red, but the corners of her mouth went up as if ascending to heaven, and the poodle poodle trembled like a dog pervert.
Start clitoral right away.
“Hyaa, hyaaang♡!? Hey hey♡! Keuhik, kuhhii♡!”
After that, the time I was able to endure the sincere climax of my master’s third-rate female killifish pussy was only one minute.
Even that was possible thanks to my intention.
Just filling up the minute, she can’t stand it as she squeezes and twists and unleashes a laser-like water pistol.
” Hehe♡♡♡!!!?”
Cheeky-!!! Push! Push shot, push shot!!
In order to give more pleasure to the climaxing pussy, the index finger continues to rub against the clit, and the middle and small fingers are used to spread or stroke the wet soft pussy as desired.
“Hey hey… ♡ Keuheuheu… ♡!”
Chii… ! Take!! Pew! Pusit! Jjiik-!!
In the midst of trivial and cute additional climaxes pouring in.
Sylvia put her head back and showed her open mouth as if asking for a kiss.
I kissed her lips without hesitation.
“Ugh… Chun, heum, chuup, haum, tsurup, ungchung♡”
Sylvia continues to take her daughter and mix her tongue.
Strictly speaking, she wasn’t having sex at the moment, she was serving clothes.
After just one deep kiss, I let go of the harassing Klee.
“Puha… ♡”
“Oh, it’s over. No.”
“Ugh… Already?”
It’s a pity to announce the end to Sylvia, who tries to kiss her closer to her face.
Even so, she raises her body without straining.
And once again, he took a posture of submission.
I activated the water washing magic tool to clean up the splashing liquid.
The smooth pussy, and the aristocrat waiting for the panties to be put on remained.
As a slave, I pushed my pervert-like clean-exposed panties at ankle height and laughed.
‘Witches are passionate too. Wearing it without being bothered about not having to wear it…’
In fact, like other witches, as a munchkin vs wizard, she doesn’t need anything to absorb sweat, protect her genitals, or cover her body from the cold.
Panties are just the result of thinking about how to make the slave’s penis more exciting, and put it on as an outer packaging.
In a word, it is a pussy covering for enticing slaves.
“Hehe, where shall we go now?”
“Well, what manatee in the pamphlet? An event for kids who look like sea lions is coming soon. Shall we go see it?”
“Yes! I want to go see it!”
Sylvia puts her legs up alternately and puts them in the holes of her panties.
Tickling her slick thighs and pulling up her laggy panties.
“Heh, heh. Hmm.”
She tucks her panties all the way up into her cunt hole, lifts the top of her panties away from the clit, and lets go of her hand.
And she makes a vicious use of the cutely attached ribbon.
“Hick!”
Cover the clip hook attached to the bottom of the ribbon and pull on both sides to tighten.
“Kheit… ♡”
The clitoris, which had already been tightened at the root by the cleaning, was tied up to the top at the same time.
“Come on pants.”
Hehe, hehe… “
At her spanking, he puts her belt around her in her pants as if she were shackling her.
“Let’s go out. Manatin must go see something.”
“Ugh, ah, can I hug you?”
“There are a lot of people watching here, so clapping your hands is the limit.”
“Tooth.”
Sylvia clicked her tongue and her huddling raised her body.
She wistfully linked her hands together and left her men’s room.
