– Rattling.
With a small sound, a set of teaware was placed in front of .
It was a simple teacup with a pattern engraved in a style I had never seen before. It must have been a culture that developed independently over the decades after being divided from humanity.
Okay. This is a unique, unique culture.
Sexual harassnt by randomly touching breasts is not a culture.
I moved my gaze along the hand that put down the teacup.
A maid wearing a maid uniform unique to Yaga, which seed a little too revealing, poured so tea.
The maid was a demon with impressive large horns. As a bonus, her big breasts.
"It must have been sudden. I'm sorry."
"It's okay. Young master. Because this is my job."
The maid rubbed her large breasts against the man's head.
Half of the man's head was buried in the maid's big breasts. For a relationship between a maid and a master, her attitude was quite relaxed.
The man also laughed and patted the maid's butt. Then, he sat down next to her and stroked her big horns.
Considering this city's culture of responding to politeness with politeness, is that also a form of sex appeal?
It is a cliché that each race values ??special parts that humans do not have, such as elf ears or beastman tails.
I understood the devil's horn similarly.
Anyway, when viewed from the side, it just looked like a couple making love in broad daylight, so it was just a sight to behold.
I should drink tea.
Wow...
Huh?
I picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it down and made eye contact with Flora.
"Soira. This..."
"Huh. Right?"
""It's delicious.""
It was delicious.
It had a slightly sweet taste, like honey, and it was a delight to the tongue.
Even in countries that don't like black tea very much, I felt like I could drink as much black tea as this.
"What car? This is my first ti tasting sothing like this..."
"Haha. Did you like it? Um, that..."
"It's Flora."
"Yes. Miss Flora. And that one... ?"
"Soira."
"Yes. Miss Soira. If I could tell you about that car..."
The man began talking about cars in a fluent and confident tone.
It seed like the story was quite in-depth, and Flora was impressed and showed interest.
For soone like who is not interested in cars, it was just a completely boring story.
Hororok-
Huh. The tea is delicious.
I sipped my tea, rested my chin, and looked at the man talking to Flora.
Hororok-
Good looking.
Was this how the n who couldn't take their eyes off felt?
I couldn't take my eyes off his distinct facial features, the fine muscles peeking through his collar, and his elegant body movents.
I said he was a mber of the lord's family. It seed to sohow exude dignity.
The man was currently chatting happily with Flora.
Flora was also welcoming .
Look at that. Honey is dripping from my eyes.
Is talking about cars that interesting?
I can have a fun conversation as much as I want. Why only Flora...
Huh?
It's strange.
A feeling of discomfort as if sothing is inside is constricting my throat.
Why are you only looking at him? I'm prettier.
Look at .
... No, it's not this.
Unfamiliar yet well-known emotions suddenly disturb my mind.
This feeling...
"The teacup is empty. "Sir, would you like so more?"
"To? Ah. Yes."
Just when it seed like she had sothing to grab onto, her thoughts were interrupted by a maid.
As the maid said, she drank so much that her teacup was already empty.
Because the tea was delicious. Huh. You should drink more.
The maid who filled the teacup again took a step back.
Hororok-
I took another sip and looked at the man talking.
"In order to grow these tea leaves, a unique environnt is needed... "
The gaze of the man who was talking to Flora glanced in this direction.
Our eyes t.
While talking, the man made eye contact with and smiled slightly.
Exciting!
At that mont, his heart pounded strongly.
At the sa ti, a lot of blood rushed to his face.
To other people, you would look completely red.
Huh?
Why is this so...
"Are you okay? You look hot. "How about having so more tea?"
"Ahhh... Huh..."
Why drink tea when it's hot? It's not iced tea, it's freshly brewed hot tea?
But sohow, as I moved as the man said, my mood lifted and happiness filled .
Just as obeying a man is a joy in itself.
Just by bringing the teacup to my mouth, a sense of accomplishnt, as if I had accomplished sothing, enveloped my entire body.
Feeling happiness for an unknown reason, I tilted my teacup.
Hororok-
Happiness... Delicious...
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A thick, dark brown bat was placed in front of her.
The blood vessels are bulging and slly. It was a dick.
How did this happen?
I've never lost consciousness for a mont, but for so reason, I couldn't understand at all how I ended up in this situation.
I feel like it's not but soone else.
Ah. I rembered.
While talking to a man... The topic turns to this city's unique etiquette culture...
'It's not that bad of a culture. Would you like to experience it with ?'
That's right. That's what I said.
In a city where politeness is a form of care, the aning of the words was clear.
Mutual caress, no, it would just lead straight to a one-night stand.
Normally I would have refused, and I tried to refuse as well.
...
'Yes! Good!'
When I saw Flora agree as if it was obvious, a fire rose inside .
Without realizing it, I stepped forward and accepted it as if I was possessed.
That was the whole story that led to this situation.
No. Isn't it strange?
It's the sa with the sudden surge of emotions, and it's the sa with being swayed by that man's words.
Strange. It's strange.
Sothing must have happened. I'm not sure what that is yet.
I have to get out of this place quickly...
"I guess that girl over there doesn't have any thoughts, does she?"
The man's 'handso' voice rang in my head.
It felt like a 'manly' and 'attractive' voice was stirring my brain stickily through my ears.
My heart was pounding like crazy, making my chest race.
Is it an arrhythmia?
I couldn't stop thinking about wanting to hear this voice more and wanting people to be happy with .
Grandpa.
And that thought was maximized when I saw Flora sliding her tongue around the man's cock.
I can do better.
It should be who makes that man feel good.
A competitive spirit of unknown origin boiled up in my heart, and the next mont, like Flora, I stretched out my tongue to the man's cock.
"Hehe."
The man smiled 'nicely' in a 'sweet' voice and patted my head.
It was a touch as if pampering a pet.
But it still didn't matter.
As long as he could be with this man, as long as he could see this man happy, he didn't care how he was treated.
... Although I didn't like the idea of ??not being able to monopolize this touch.
I licked the man's cock as if competing with Flora.
Competition.
Okay. That word suited this.
Churrup, Churrup, Churrup...
Licking. Grandpa.
In the quiet room, the only sound was the sound of competitive dick licking.
The man could not hold on for long and ejaculated while holding our heads.
View.
Sen spurted from the urethral opening and poured onto the faces of Flora and , who were face to face.
The sen on my bangs ca down sticky and flowed down my eyelids.
Normally it would have been unpleasant, but now only a sense of accomplishnt ran down my spine.
The slly sen on my face was proof that I had made this man feel that good, and at the sa ti, it was proof that I had beco his woman.
n are violent. ... Violently? No. He 'gently' rubbed his cock between our cheeks and wiped away the remaining sen.
"Hehe. I saw the ladies' manners well. "Then now it's my turn to be polite."
The man raised his index and middle fingers and made an obscene gesture in the air.
The man's raised hands are both hands.
I didn't like the idea of ??having to receive' ' from a man at the sa ti as another woman, but the fact that I could still receive' ' made my lower body moist.
In front of the man, Flor and I lifted our skirts and pulled down our damp panties.
Leaving our pussies in the hands of n, we longed for the man's' '...
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"What. You guys. What happened?"
"Uh... What... Hmm."
Asil asked after seeing Flora and I returning after enjoying a hot 3-parter with a man.
There was a subtle atmosphere between us, different from when we left the inn in the morning.
The cause was the dissatisfaction of not being able to monopolize the man's' ' and their sense of competition with each other.
"Ugh. Sothing strange must have happened again. What happened? "Tell ."
"That's strange. "He doesn't do that."
"Look. It's already weird. Just tell first."
Is it because I'm listening to Asil's words with strange confidence? I wanted to.
It's true that I thought it was strange at first. Although those thoughts faded away while I was shaking.
Even considering the original purpose of scouting, it was necessary to share information, so I told Asil about what happened today.
"Hmm..."
However, when Asil heard the story, he made a rather subtle expression.
It wasn't an expression of displeasure, anger, or relief, but rather a helpless expression.
"Why. Do you understand sothing?"
"Yeah, I think I understand. This is, um..."
Asil paused a little and then said.
"You guys. "Aren't you in love with that guy?"
"Huh?"
Are you in love?
?
Those words were very unexpected.
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