Chapter 260 – 260. Master’s Chastity Fight With Mother After a Long Time! A Confused Slave Runs Away to His Father-in-Law! Giving Birth Suddenly Came on a Dizzy Night! Ugh!?
“Hmm! Isn’t that kind anyway? I went to cook because you guys came.”
Are you talking about the father-in-law? He certainly has a beast-like appearance, but cooking is a very unexpected aspect.
The moment she thought that to herself, Sylvia snorted at her.
“Hey, does mom still have that kind of stuff and show off? Did you tell her older sisters that?”
“Huh, aren’t you saying this because you deserve to brag? Anything weird?”
As Sylvia leans on her shoulder, she puts on a sneering look.
“Yes, Mr. Noye cooks. It looks like you’re paying special attention to it.
“Right. Aren’t you kind?”
“Hehe, that’s sweet. —Still, compared to my slave?”
“… Hmm?”
What’s the mood
It feels like a drop of cold sweat is running down my back. Sylvia started bragging about me in front of her mother-in-law.
“My slave is much sweeter than Mr. Slave.”
“Whoops… Being too friendly is not good either. My slave is wild and ferocious. You know very well.”
“Puhuh, it’s the same even if you measure it ferociously. If she knew how bullied I was on a regular basis, would my mother be stunned?”
“… That’s a gross exaggeration. But did you know that I was called Cliana of ‘cattle’ in my prime?”
“You already know? I’m still young so I haven’t had that nickname, but if I do, wouldn’t it be Sylvia from ‘Slave and Slave’?”
“… Well, what can I say?”
Really, what is this conversation?
I choke on the terrifying display of slavery that doesn’t remind me of even a grain of sand to intervene. My mother-in-law frowned and changed the subject of conversation. It was absurd, but it was all the same.
“It’s not nice to talk about slaves too much, so let’s move on. Shall we talk about your younger days instead?”
“I’m sorry, what are you talking about… !”
Why is Sylvia flinching again? Make me a little curious
Her mother-in-law’s mother-in-law put on the nasty expression that I had seen of Sylvia laughing like her prankster, and then she exposed Sylvia’s past.
“You hugged Mr. Noye until you were five years old. Mr. Slave~ while saying.”
Five… I imagined it to be cute.
Bang!
“I was like that until I was four!”
“No, why the hell did you just slap her hand down like that?”
I hurriedly looked at Sylvia’s hand, which had slapped her armrest. Fortunately, he was fine. Taking her hand from me, Sylvia smirked as she turned her blushing face to her mother-in-law.
‘… What is this mother and daughter competing for now… I don’t understand it at all.’
“Hey, I’m 4 years and 11 months old, so can’t I just say that I’m 5 years old?”
“No. I wasn’t even five yet, so I’m four years old.”
“Yes, that is not wrong. Then, did you hold the hand of a slave until you were seven years old?”
“Ugh… ! If you’re seven, you’re still a kid… “
“Puhu, this mother graduated from the slave family three years ago.”
“This is cowardly. While her mom doesn’t look like her grandmother at all. Mr. Noye just made me cuter because I resembled her mother more than her sisters.”
“Even if you make excuses, the past won’t change, the fact that this mother was more innocent than you.”
“Ugh, chastity is basic for witches. What are you more pure than me? Stop making stupid comparisons.”
“It’s informal, but you share your chastity, right? And did you forget that you secretly boasted that your chastity was superior to the other cadets?”
“Ugh… “
Oh, what is chastity?
Are we competing to see who is more chaste now?
Mother and daughter?
Her head is dizzy.
It’s not about who is closer to the RGB color table real white, what this is…
The fact that she held her father’s hand until she was 7 years old is revealed, and her shame and sense of defeat loom over Sylvia’s face. Seeing her beside me, I’m just dazzled.
“Eh, seven years old is a child… ? As you said… ? Can I hold your hand… ?”
I was embarrassed and stammered a little, but I conveyed my heart with sincerity. At my confirmation, Sylvia blinked her eyes and smiled brightly. Then she again flattered her mother-in-law.
“Huh, that’s right. Informal things that are not formally dealt with even by the Witch Association are nothing more than informal after all.”
So, the academic society deals with chastity… ?
I just can’t afford a conversation like this. Decided to avoid I’d rather help my father-in-law cook.
“You two are talking. I’m going to help my father-in-law. Eat as quickly as possible.”
“Oh my. Does your slave often help with meals? Look natural.”
“Not often!! I do a lot, but I make most of them. You have a deep love for me… It’s just a lot!”
“Puhuh, after all, you mean quite a lot, right? Look at this. The reason I suspected slave abuse was because I felt something. From ancient times, the female aristocracy is… “
Following the show of slavery and the chastity contest, I hurriedly ran to the kitchen when I saw that they started arguing over who was more sincere as a master.
Clap.
“Uh, um, excuse me… ?”
When I went to the kitchen, the door opened automatically. The smell of cooking you can feel right away. Upon entering, the father-in-law was in the middle of cooking. The wide back with the apron strap hanging on it didn’t suit her very well.
After taking a quick glance at me, the father-in-law continued the work he was doing and said heavily.
“What are you here for?”
“Ah, I was wondering if there was anything I could help with. Mr. Leo.”
“What about you, just call me Leo.”
No, father-in-law… Even if you look young on the outside. The age difference between me and me seems to be about three times, but how is that…
As I approached, embarrassed, my father-in-law pointed to the side.
“If you want to help, slice this at least.”
“Yep.”
Before going to the chopping board, she put on her apron from her subspace pocket.
“Well.”
Slippery-.
As I put on the apron I and Sylvia had chosen together, my father-in-law looked down at me for some reason. His eyes were sharp like those of a bird of prey and he was in his mid-190s, about 10cm taller than me, so I felt nervous for no reason.
‘What, what… Why is that?’
Atmosphere like a wild wolf leader wandering in the snowy mountains. A charisma that will subdue other henchmen wolves and make them follow them with just a glance. If it was a character that someone customized, he would have compressed the coolness and punched it all in the face.
Is this kind of person really a middle-aged man with three daughters?
I don’t know your age, but I can’t say I’m middle-aged.
Anyway, he’s handsome like a damn man.
Isn’t it different from the normal-looking me at the genetic level? Perhaps, if we were going to take a picture together, I would have to apply the photography bias biasedly only to me.
“That one was chosen by Sylvia.”
The silence was finally broken. I immediately responded to what my father-in-law said quietly.
“Oh, you mean this apron? Sylvia picked it right, but how did she recognize it right away?”
“Just… I know when I see it.”
That cuts off the conversation again. The father-in-law again focused on cooking with fire, and I cut the vegetables that were on the cutting board. When I finished the shredding work and waited quietly, the father-in-law opened his mouth again.
“I do some cooking.”
“Haha, do you see that?”
“Cooking, don’t try to do it too often.”
“Yes?”
“I prefer to eat well.”
… Is it something of a married man’s experience? Maybe he’ll tell you something like know-how. Let’s listen.
“I guess you used to do it often?”
“Yes. He gets nervous when I come to the kitchen more than twice a week. Is Sylvia different?”
“… It sounds like something similar.”
“Then do it the same way once every fifteen days.”
“Thank you. I will definitely refer to it.”
“Well.”
The craftsman pours the sliced vegetables into the pot. And she stirs the ladle. Looking at it from the side, the ladle looks too small for my large palm.
“It is always better to be sincere in compliments for being a host than to try to do something else.”
“… Yep.”
Intermittent conversations took place after that. I engraved the words of my taciturn father-in-law in my heart.
* * *
The four of us had a gentle meal time, and soon it was night. Before being ushered into the bedroom, my mother-in-law thought to lend me a congratulatory speech and smiled maliciously, but I was kicked out by Sylvia. It was obvious what would happen if the two of them were left alone in the bedroom like that.
Crazy sex. Pure love sex like a wild dog perverted like a beast.
She and I hung around for a while, and it wasn’t until dawn that we agreed to finish her up soon.
Round and round.
Sylvia slowly turned her back, her cunt tight as she received her creampie. It is her habit to mix the full cum inside her cunt before extracting it because she regrets that it is over.
“Heh… Hehe… ♡ Maybe it’s because I’m not violent submissive sex… It’s a bit empty…♡”
Regardless of the pleasure of the firm pussy meat pressing on my cock, I smiled happily at her regretful remark.
“Put. Are you panting right now and saying that kind of thing well? I’m at Cliana’s house, so I can’t even relax.”
Saying that, I removed her head from her cheek, and Sylvia also giggled and accepted her words.
“Hehe. Do you care about that? Mom and I will be busy with Mr. Noe anyway. Because I ignited the competitive spirit.”
Why are you doing that? It’s cute, but there are many times I still don’t understand this way of thinking.
She smiles at her melted face, and then grabs her hands tightly, presses her shins against my soft lower body, and slowly raises her waist. Like a slave, I leisurely watch my pregnant master pull out his cock.
Tsueouk… Push shush… !
Jism mixed with love juice flowed back and forth from her narrow cunt as she spat out his cock bit by bit. In addition, a warm stream of water gushes out as a bonus.
“Ugh. Our poor master, he is leaving again.”
“Hick. Hehe. I didn’t go I mean, you’re holding up very well. Whoa. Whoa.”
Sylvia’s brazen answer made me wonder if she was pretending that she hadn’t gone. But the hot water poured down her cock was different from the tides she’d often seen.
“Isn’t this a positive number!?”
“What. I guess so! Hehe, we still have two months left.”
Is this owner laughing now?
I hastily pulled out my cock.
Chun-Oop!
“Keuhiit—♡♡♡!! Hak, this, this time it’s not a positive number, it’s gone… ♡”
“I know even if you don’t explain that. Rather, this now-“
“Ugh… Dog, it’s okay Whoa. Would you like to go out for a while?”
Pop!
Having said that, Sylvia summoned her alter ego. Unlike her main body, where her facial muscles stiffened as she trembled, her alter ego began to help me get dressed with a happy face. But why does the clone also have a stomach?
“I made a mistake with the image… Anyway, I’ll give birth soon, so wait outside… Hehe… “
Though enough had been heard about her witchcraft birth. She was constantly explained that she had nothing to worry about. Still, the period of labor came two months early, but I don’t know why I was relaxed.
My steps, which did not fall on my own, were pushed out of the room before I knew it, guided by the smiling alter ego of Sylvia.
“Whoa. Whoa. My slave, see you later?”
“No, are you really going to be okay alone?”
“It’s okay. I will close the door.”
Rattle.
The door slammed shut without giving me time to speak. Fearing to be disturbed, even the hand raised to knock is lowered again. Even though Sylvia was a first-born, she seemed confident, but I could hardly relax.
