……"I think so. I'm quite interested." Albedo said in a low voice.
"Even if it's not for writing a novel...?"
An interested expression appeared on his delicate face, and he stared at something closely.
"And this is the first time I've seen it. Although I'm a little surprised... but it still feels good. It looks..."
Ok.
As a modern person who traveled through time, Droste was indeed not clear about the values of these little demons from the other world.
However, this did not affect the fact that he was about to be eaten up by Niguled.
That extreme greed holds me tightly.
A gentle trap that cannot be escaped at all, like a whirlpool, wrapping you up layer by layer.
It’s a bit too much.
"Hmm..." Nicolede swayed for a while, her body couldn't bear it anymore, so she could only slow down.
Looking at her sister's fresh expression, she licked her fingertips.
"elder sister……"
Sticky tone, a little breathless.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" Albedo raised her head with some trepidation and looked at Nicoled.
"I want to be close to my sister." Nigret pouted and looked at her. "Sister, please come closer to me."
"You're still here...how do you have time to stick with me?" Albedo smiled and said lightly.
Then she shifted her gaze and slowly knelt beside Nigret.
"What's wrong? What are you posting all of a sudden?" Albedo started to ask, but was suddenly hugged by her sister.
The two of them hugged each other, their delicate skin touching each other.
"Give me a hug~" Nicolede said coquettishly in a sticky voice.
. . . . . .
Pink bubbles suddenly appeared in the erotic scene.
"What's wrong? This is... so sudden." Albedo said, breathless for some reason.
The body glows a light pink and peach color due to the change in temperature.
The touch wasn't particularly strong, but her heart was filled with a strange feeling.
A feeling of being watched by Lord Droste.
Under the gaze of Lord Droste, this series of actions felt inexplicably shameful, and it made her heart beat faster and her body feel hot.
"Of course, it's also for collecting materials." Niguled smiled.
"How do you feel, sister?"
As she spoke, she put her arms around her sister's slender waist and slid her fingertips along her graceful back.
"I think Sister has never experienced this before. Do you feel like your material library has been filled? Sister's novel will definitely be amazing by then."
"After all, this is the first time that my sister has written about the relationship between succubi and men."
“It’s going to be very hot.”
"Well, just a hug, that shouldn't be the case." Droste said in a low voice, and then he realized that Albedo's eyes had indeed become much more blurred.
"It's okay." Albedo paused.
After staying close to her sister for a while, her heartbeat started to speed up. There was obviously nothing unusual about it; it was just a normal hug.
But the feeling of anticipation did seem to fill up, and Albedo's eyes involuntarily fell on Droste, looking down along his well-defined muscles.
Well……
Albedo hesitated, leaning limply against Nigret's body, swaying as her body rose and fell.
It was like riding a wave, swaying. The salty, wet sea breeze blew towards me, going straight into my nose.
Unable to hold on any longer, Albedo leaned towards Droste and lay down.
Nicoled changed direction, facing away from Droste, showing off her perfect curves.
The line of the spine is slightly concave and extends downwards, and the shoulder blades are slightly loose like the wings of a butterfly.
The skin was as white as snow, yet it had a slight blush on it, and a light touch could arouse a hint of sexual desire.
The back of the perky thigh looks like a piece of soft jelly slime.
The sight of the girl raising her little feet caught Droste's eye, and he couldn't help but pinch one of the pink feet.
It's true, the soles of the feet are so pink and tender that they seem to have very few wrinkles. It seems that the owner not only pays attention to maintaining her figure, but also takes good care of her feet.
The five delicate toes flipped in Droste's palm, and Nigrede couldn't stand it anymore.
"Droste... Sir, it's so itchy, hahahaha, it's so itchy, please stop teasing me... I have no strength left!!"
"Ah! Hahahahaha!"
It was so itchy that Nicolade couldn't bear the itching. She tried her best to endure it, but her body trembled slightly and she almost fell down.
The skin on the back of the thigh was exposed, which was as white as mutton fat jade and slightly peach-colored. The soft flesh looked so delicate that it seemed to be fragile.
Tsk.
It just makes me so hot, kid.
Drost broke free of the two men and immediately took the initiative.
He climbed up, grabbed Nicolade's ankle, pulled the powerless Nicolade over, then put his arms around her waist and stayed very close to her.
A little sweat appeared on the smooth and firm skin, revealing a thin layer of crystal clear skin.
"Are you done with your mischief? Do you still need to collect materials?" Droste asked tentatively, speaking into Niguled's ear.
At this moment, another familiar itchy feeling suddenly emerged, like a ball of fire, burning Nicole's heart.
"Yes, Ken. You definitely need Lord Droste's personal teaching." Nigret smiled with narrowed eyes, kneeling on the ground, her body pressed tightly against Lord Droste, wishing there was no gap at all.
"Just come on, Lord Droste. I will definitely handle any request you make safely. Absolutely, absolutely."
"Okay, then I will satisfy you, but what about your sister?" Droste grabbed his waist.
"Pah, well, if it's my sister's turn, then I can do it too." Nicolede's brows suddenly frowned, but it was not as uncomfortable as she had imagined. Instead, it was extremely comfortable. Her rosy lips were shining with water, and her body was sweating a lot.
"Sister, come and help me!!"
"Well, what's wrong?" Albedo, feeling a little weak, propped herself up and climbed up.
"Sister, you have to work hard to collect materials too. Don't, don't just lie there." Niguled said softly, her voice became sticky and her tone was soft.
"Then I..." Albedo was stunned for a moment, then she moved closer to Droste.
"Lord Droste, is there anything you want to do?" Albedo asked in a low voice, but her eyes were fixed on Lord Droste's palm.
His hand was placed on her neck so easily, and he moved it slowly, his fingertips sliding lightly across her skin, leaving a slightly red scratch.
The scratching sensation made Albedo suddenly nervous.
"Sister, ha, ha, isn't it exciting? Do you like it?" Nicole shook her hair which was soaked with sweat. Although she couldn't see the scene here, she still asked about her sister's latest situation.
"Well, it's okay. I feel like I have the material to write a book." Albedo swallowed.
Droste was busy.
His left hand was ravaging Albedo, placing it on her waist, feeling the slender waist very well, and his right hand was supporting Nicoled's delicate body, calming her excitement.
For a moment, the room was in chaos.
……
……
...(End of chapter)
"Even if it's not for writing a novel...?"
An interested expression appeared on his delicate face, and he stared at something closely.
"And this is the first time I've seen it. Although I'm a little surprised... but it still feels good. It looks..."
Ok.
As a modern person who traveled through time, Droste was indeed not clear about the values of these little demons from the other world.
However, this did not affect the fact that he was about to be eaten up by Niguled.
That extreme greed holds me tightly.
A gentle trap that cannot be escaped at all, like a whirlpool, wrapping you up layer by layer.
It’s a bit too much.
"Hmm..." Nicolede swayed for a while, her body couldn't bear it anymore, so she could only slow down.
Looking at her sister's fresh expression, she licked her fingertips.
"elder sister……"
Sticky tone, a little breathless.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" Albedo raised her head with some trepidation and looked at Nicoled.
"I want to be close to my sister." Nigret pouted and looked at her. "Sister, please come closer to me."
"You're still here...how do you have time to stick with me?" Albedo smiled and said lightly.
Then she shifted her gaze and slowly knelt beside Nigret.
"What's wrong? What are you posting all of a sudden?" Albedo started to ask, but was suddenly hugged by her sister.
The two of them hugged each other, their delicate skin touching each other.
"Give me a hug~" Nicolede said coquettishly in a sticky voice.
. . . . . .
Pink bubbles suddenly appeared in the erotic scene.
"What's wrong? This is... so sudden." Albedo said, breathless for some reason.
The body glows a light pink and peach color due to the change in temperature.
The touch wasn't particularly strong, but her heart was filled with a strange feeling.
A feeling of being watched by Lord Droste.
Under the gaze of Lord Droste, this series of actions felt inexplicably shameful, and it made her heart beat faster and her body feel hot.
"Of course, it's also for collecting materials." Niguled smiled.
"How do you feel, sister?"
As she spoke, she put her arms around her sister's slender waist and slid her fingertips along her graceful back.
"I think Sister has never experienced this before. Do you feel like your material library has been filled? Sister's novel will definitely be amazing by then."
"After all, this is the first time that my sister has written about the relationship between succubi and men."
“It’s going to be very hot.”
"Well, just a hug, that shouldn't be the case." Droste said in a low voice, and then he realized that Albedo's eyes had indeed become much more blurred.
"It's okay." Albedo paused.
After staying close to her sister for a while, her heartbeat started to speed up. There was obviously nothing unusual about it; it was just a normal hug.
But the feeling of anticipation did seem to fill up, and Albedo's eyes involuntarily fell on Droste, looking down along his well-defined muscles.
Well……
Albedo hesitated, leaning limply against Nigret's body, swaying as her body rose and fell.
It was like riding a wave, swaying. The salty, wet sea breeze blew towards me, going straight into my nose.
Unable to hold on any longer, Albedo leaned towards Droste and lay down.
Nicoled changed direction, facing away from Droste, showing off her perfect curves.
The line of the spine is slightly concave and extends downwards, and the shoulder blades are slightly loose like the wings of a butterfly.
The skin was as white as snow, yet it had a slight blush on it, and a light touch could arouse a hint of sexual desire.
The back of the perky thigh looks like a piece of soft jelly slime.
The sight of the girl raising her little feet caught Droste's eye, and he couldn't help but pinch one of the pink feet.
It's true, the soles of the feet are so pink and tender that they seem to have very few wrinkles. It seems that the owner not only pays attention to maintaining her figure, but also takes good care of her feet.
The five delicate toes flipped in Droste's palm, and Nigrede couldn't stand it anymore.
"Droste... Sir, it's so itchy, hahahaha, it's so itchy, please stop teasing me... I have no strength left!!"
"Ah! Hahahahaha!"
It was so itchy that Nicolade couldn't bear the itching. She tried her best to endure it, but her body trembled slightly and she almost fell down.
The skin on the back of the thigh was exposed, which was as white as mutton fat jade and slightly peach-colored. The soft flesh looked so delicate that it seemed to be fragile.
Tsk.
It just makes me so hot, kid.
Drost broke free of the two men and immediately took the initiative.
He climbed up, grabbed Nicolade's ankle, pulled the powerless Nicolade over, then put his arms around her waist and stayed very close to her.
A little sweat appeared on the smooth and firm skin, revealing a thin layer of crystal clear skin.
"Are you done with your mischief? Do you still need to collect materials?" Droste asked tentatively, speaking into Niguled's ear.
At this moment, another familiar itchy feeling suddenly emerged, like a ball of fire, burning Nicole's heart.
"Yes, Ken. You definitely need Lord Droste's personal teaching." Nigret smiled with narrowed eyes, kneeling on the ground, her body pressed tightly against Lord Droste, wishing there was no gap at all.
"Just come on, Lord Droste. I will definitely handle any request you make safely. Absolutely, absolutely."
"Okay, then I will satisfy you, but what about your sister?" Droste grabbed his waist.
"Pah, well, if it's my sister's turn, then I can do it too." Nicolede's brows suddenly frowned, but it was not as uncomfortable as she had imagined. Instead, it was extremely comfortable. Her rosy lips were shining with water, and her body was sweating a lot.
"Sister, come and help me!!"
"Well, what's wrong?" Albedo, feeling a little weak, propped herself up and climbed up.
"Sister, you have to work hard to collect materials too. Don't, don't just lie there." Niguled said softly, her voice became sticky and her tone was soft.
"Then I..." Albedo was stunned for a moment, then she moved closer to Droste.
"Lord Droste, is there anything you want to do?" Albedo asked in a low voice, but her eyes were fixed on Lord Droste's palm.
His hand was placed on her neck so easily, and he moved it slowly, his fingertips sliding lightly across her skin, leaving a slightly red scratch.
The scratching sensation made Albedo suddenly nervous.
"Sister, ha, ha, isn't it exciting? Do you like it?" Nicole shook her hair which was soaked with sweat. Although she couldn't see the scene here, she still asked about her sister's latest situation.
"Well, it's okay. I feel like I have the material to write a book." Albedo swallowed.
Droste was busy.
His left hand was ravaging Albedo, placing it on her waist, feeling the slender waist very well, and his right hand was supporting Nicoled's delicate body, calming her excitement.
For a moment, the room was in chaos.
……
……
...(End of chapter)
