Late at night, 7 Pinster Street.
Leonard Mitchell sat in the chair, raised his feet, reached to the desk position, and rested on the edge.
Then he leaned back, pressing the wood junction to creak, and his breathing gradually became longer.
I don't know how long it took, but his eyelids drooped, covering his eyes.
At this time, Leonard's spirit had arrived in a gray world, but the place he was still in was his bedroom.
He flew to the window and saw a thick grey mist covering the nearby block and stretching out, as if to encompass the entire Beckland.
The gas street lights next to the street and the warm firelights in different houses all seemed extremely dim at this time, and could only illuminate the small area around and dye it a little hazy.
At the same time, a cluster of illusory oval light balls are hidden or appearing, interlacing over houses, as if they are the source of their existence.
This is the city in the eyes of Nightmare.
According to the situation previously investigated, Leonard jumped out of the window in a nightmare form and flew to No. 17 Minsk Street, Jowood District.
He didn't break in directly, but fell to the other party's door in the thick mist and politely rang the doorbell.
In the voice of Cuckoo, Starin Summer, wearing a nightgown, opened the door.
While blocking the silver-inlaid palace feather fan on her chest, she asked in confusion and confusion:
Which one are you looking for?
She was the landlord of Klein when she played Sherlock Moriarty, a blond, blue-eyed lady in her thirties.
Leonard had changed into the black and white police uniform of Roon at this time, and showed his ID at will:
Do you know Sherlock Moriarty?
Because Starling reacted very slowly in her dream, and it took several seconds to say:
Did something happen to him?
While she asked back, under the influence of Leonard, she naturally showed the Sherlock Moriarty in her mind:
Wearing a half-height silk top hat, a double-breasted long dress, gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a circle of beards on his mouth...
This is consistent with the Sherlock Moriarty that Leonard got before, so he has no doubts and said directly:
He is involved in a case and is under investigation.
I hope you can cooperate with our work.
OK, OK.Starling wanted to lift her chin, but for some reason she was a little scared.
Leonard thought for a second and said:
When did he rent a house?
Early September last year.Starling recalled the next one.
Leonard continued to ask:
What do you know about him?Or, in your heart, what kind of person is he?
Speaking of this, Starling said as if she had considered the answer long ago:
He comes from Jianhaijun and has an accent there. He is a very capable detective. He once helped Mary solve the affair with her husband. However, his income is not high and he can't even afford to hire a full-time maid. He can only ask my maid to help part-time... My child told me that he is a storyteller, especially at detective stories. This may be the reason why he chose that industry...
Without giving Leonard a chance to interrupt, she continued:
He is not as rude as an ordinary detective. He has studied grammar school and history. The most enviable thing is that he received Mary's thanks and joined the Crager Club, which are full of people with great identities. I have been there several times...
Later, he seemed to be famous in the detective circle, and private detectives often came to him...
Leonard felt a little impatient when he heard this, and couldn't help but raise his hand and rub the forehead.
From Mrs. Stalin, he was unable to get any useful information. Except for the fact that Sherlock Moriarty is not in good financial condition and is good at telling detective stories, the rest are within the scope of the information he has investigated before. He even knew that Sherlock Moriarty had a good relationship with Esinger Stanton.
Next, I checked several people in the Kragg Club who had a good relationship with Sherlock Moriarty... After listening to Mrs. Staring's nagging patiently, Leonard immediately thanked the other party and left her dream.
…………
160 Berklund Street, inside the residence of Dawn Dances.
In the hall where hundreds of guests can dance, Klein was dancing gracefully in his thirties.
Her teaching uniform was a blue short shirt, then a light red gauze was made, and a white silk short skirt was on the lower body. The skirt had some faint sky blue frills, and two slender thighs stretched out from the bottom of the skirt. She wore a light flesh-colored pantyhose on her legs, which perfectly reflected her elastic and tight flesh.
This is the etiquette teacher Walter found, called Vahana Heisen.
She has a female name she has always seen, but she is not ordinary. Her facial features are obviously only average, but she is very elegant and her every move is very charming.
According to Walter, she was born in a baron family and received a good education since childhood. Later, she entered the palace and served as a female official until she got married.
Because the family has fallen and her husband's financial situation is average, she believes in the goddess of the night and chooses to become a tutor in etiquette, often traveling to and from different noble or wealthy families to teach their children.
Although the housekeeper did not say it clearly, Klein knew that he could not behave too badly in front of this lady, otherwise the reputation would be basically beyond help.
One of the important ways for aristocrats, wealthy men, and other upper class people to inquire about a person's situation is through common acquaintances.
And at some point, the interaction between servants also has this meaning.
If this lady can spread her unique abilities through it, it may also help the development of her identity.
Klein's evil hands kneaded Vahana's chest through the gauze and tights. Although he couldn't see it on the outside, he still felt the amazing elasticity and softness coming from under the dress.
M twist, M twist, M twist, M twist, M twist...
Klein kneaded her chest freely, making the sound of his palm rubbing against his dress, but Wahana was still just explaining patiently.
The steps moved slightly, the body swayed, and the black hair was slightly rosy on the face. He nodded with praise:
Mr. Dontez, it's really hard to imagine that you haven't learned this kind of dance before.
In less than two quarters of an hour, you are as skilled as a nobleman who has received a similar education since childhood.
It's you who taught it well.Klein smiled modestly, with a gentle expression, and no ostentatiousness.
With the ability of a clown to balance and coordination, dancing is a very simple thing for him.
His left hand continued to knead her chest, while his right hand had already slid to the thighs of his dress, gently caressing Vahana's pussy through the clothes.
Klein's index finger and little finger pressed against Vahana's plump butt, and his middle finger and ring finger were joined together, sliding back and forth between her legs, feeling the softness of Vahana's pussy.
Vahana's clothes were of good texture. Although they were separated by several layers of clothes, the softness of her pussy was still revealed. Her tight thighs were clamping Klein's fingers, pressing his fingers deeper on her pussy, and her index fingers and little fingers were stroking the base of her thighs through stockings.
Wahana lowered her head and chuckled:
You are a gentleman who makes ladies happy.Um!
But in her words, a trace of charming moans had been accidentally revealed.
Her light brown eyes then raised, sweeping over Dawn Dances's silver-filled temples and deep blue eyes.
This is the best compliment I have heard today.While Klein responded with a smile, his steps did not stop and he took Wahana to circle around lightly.
Klein grabbed Wahana's butt with both hands and leaned her forward.
His face was buried in Wahana's chest. Everything he smelled was the natural body fragrance emitted by Wahana's body caressing the man. This fragrance tempted Klein, making his cock hard, and making him feel pain with his pants.
He was interested in getting familiar with Vahana, not only to improve his reputation, but also because the other party served as a female court official.
Wahanna corrected a slight mistake from Dawn Dances and said:
Invite ladies to dance, not just dance, but also have to have necessary conversations. They cannot be like two dolls, unless you are immersed in music and the rhythm of dance and do not want to speak. Of course, this is also a kind of communication, communication between the soul.
When talking, be implicit. This is Ruen, not Intis.
Simply put, don’t be straightforward and not rude, so that you can look graceful.
Let me give you an example. If you want to praise a lady’s perfume, you can’t just say how good it smells, nor can you ask which perfume it is and give it praise. You should think of a more implicit meaning and put it indirectly, right, you can say this: I seem to be in the suburbs of spring.
Of course, this must be consistent with the characteristics of the perfume.Vahana was still meticulously explaining Klein's previous conversation, but she didn't know that her explanation had become mixed with a strange intention.
Without a sense of literature, shouldn’t it be said that the moonlight tonight is so beautiful?Klein whispered in Japanese subtle grin and laughed at himself:
Thank you for not saying that my praise is not graceful enough.While touching Wahana's thighs, she finally came to her butt.
His left hand was pressed against his butt that was tightly stretched like a big rock, while his right hand slid along the inside of her thigh into her black leggings.
Wahana's smile suddenly became deeper:
Mr. Dontez, do you know what a gentleman who is very popular with women in social situations is like?
have no idea.Klein shook his head calmly.
His hand also reached into Vahana's underwear and directly stroked her labia.
He gently penetrated the mouth of Vahana's vagina, perhaps because of her frequent stretching of her thighs, her vagina was not tightly closed, and she easily inserted it a little.
Gujiu...
Klein felt his fingers enter a tight and hot cavity. Although the muscles in his lower body were tense, Wahana's pussy was still soft, and the flesh walls absorbed his fingers, creating a force to swallow it.
If you feel comfortable, you must call it out.
Yes, yes!Yes!Oh Ah!...
Wahana responded, then began to moan.
As if she had been suppressed for a long time, her body twisted gently, and the posture of her body tensed gradually became a little unsustainable.
The blush climbed onto her face and her arms began to tremble.
Vahana's moans were getting louder and louder. She could no longer maintain this position. Her lower body was stirred by Klein's fingers, bringing a strange and comfortable pleasure. Her mouth kept leaking tender moans. The muscles that had been tight before had soothed, reflecting the elasticity of the trained muscles. The thighs were twitching gently, and Clein could feel a little bit of love juice flowing out of her vagina.
Not bad, my fingers are very comfortable!Klein sighed.His fingers were digging and thrusting more and more quickly.
Baa!Well AhAh!Me, I feel, I'm not gulping!OK, so strange, what do you want, ya!It's coming, um AhAh!Wahana moaned sharply.
Hah, Hah, Hah!...
Yes, yes!High, climax, me, I want, um!It's about to climax!Vahana moaned,
Yi, Yiya AhAhAhAhAhAhAh!!...
She twisted her body, and with a violent tremor, a large amount of love juice spurted out from her thighs.
Klein let go of her thighs and pulled his right hand back, his palm full of strange scented juice.
Klein smiled and raised his lower body. His cock had stood up again, emitting a male sexual odor.
Ms. Vahana, come and lick my cock.
yes.
Vahana had completely forgotten that class should be held at this time, but naturally dragged her body, which was still tired after the climax, and came to Klein, sticking out her tongue and gently licking Klein's cock.
Suck, suck... Guchi, suck...
The small tongue licked Klein's hard cock. He was obviously doing such a lewd thing, but Ms. Vahana's eyes were very serious, as if she had regarded his cock as a treasure.
Klein, who was licked, did not lie down and enjoy it, but stretched out his hands, bent down, and began to grab and rub her butt.
Gujiu, Gujiu...
Wahana swallowed Klein's cock into her mouth, and at the same time she held his cock with her right hand and gently stroked it.
Her little tongue cleverly wandered on Klein's cock. She used the tip of her tongue to penetrate Klein's coronary groove and scraped off the accumulated smegma bit by bit. The stimulation of the smegma leaving made Klein's cock bounce gently in her mouth. The pleasure surged from the cock and rushed up along Klein's spine, stimulating his brain to secrete semen and pour into his lower body.
Klein was not idle either, and his hand that rubbed her butt gradually moved to their thighs.The fabric she covered her vagina had become wet, emitting a unique sweet fragrance of females.
Guchi!Guchi!Guchi!Guchi!Guchi!
Perhaps feeling the beating of his cock, Vahana's teasing became more intense. She raised her head and looked at Klein. Then, her left hand also reached her lower body, held Klein's hand, and rubbed her pussy by herself, as if masturbating with Klein's hand.
The meticulousness shown by Vahana made Klein feel more comfortable, and he also took the initiative to hold Vahana's head and speeded up the thrusting speed.
Puff!Puff!Puff!Puff!Puff!
The semen remaining on the penis mixed with saliva splashed out in every thrust.
Pulu Pulu!Pulu!Pulu!
A large amount of hot white liquid sprayed out from his glans. He gently shook his penis and shot a pile of sticky semen on the faces of the two people who were smiling.
Gupu, Gupu...
After eating the semen, Vahana said with a smile:
The second most popular one is the male who makes the lady think he is very smart.
What's the first?Klein asked in cooperation.
Wahana glanced at him and said:
The first thing that is popular is the men who make women feel that they are very smart.
Speaking of this, she smiled and didn't speak anymore, and Klein suddenly understood her hidden praise.
This is the implicit Ah of Ruin style... It's not like Intis, they all go to the lower body... Well, these are all reports in newspapers and magazines. What is the real Intis social scene like? It cannot be determined based on this. Anyway, the two countries always slander each other... The era of the Great Emperor is very consistent with that description... Klein nodded suddenly, stretched out his hands, went around to the front and unbuttoned the button that Wahana had re-butted when she put on her clothes, then grabbed her tights in the lower half and slowly took them down.
Vahana continued to explain as if nothing had happened, allowing Klein to take off her pants, stockings and underwear.
The underwear, soaked with semen and love juice, slowly left the place it should have protected. A white thin thread was pulled out between the thighs and Wahana's vagina. Most of the semen that had been wiped off with the underwear had now been stuck to Wahana's vagina, and even the pubic mound and anus were stained a little, which looked very smooth.
The mouth of Vahana's pink and tender vagina was trembling at this time. The penis had not been around fortunately making her vagina itchy. The contraction movement seemed to be asking for Klein.
Seeing this scene, Klein's cock became erect again.
He stood up, put his glans on the mouth of her vagina and said: Then I'm going to insert it.
OK, please insert it.
Puff!Puff puff puff...
Klein's cock was inserted into the already ready pussy without any obstacles, and smoothly penetrated into the depths of Vahana's pussy. The love juice was squeezed out and dripped on the ground.
Oh oh oh, Ms. Vahana, I feel your uterus, my glans is kissing your uterus, do you feel it?Klein said, enjoying the wrapping and squeezing of soft and elastic flesh walls.
Klein began to thrust slowly, oh, so comfortable, the flesh wall wrapped the cock tightly, Ms. Wahana, your pussy is really comfortable.
OK, Mr. Dontez!Oh Ah!Yes Ah!...
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Klein hugged Vahana's waist tightly with both hands, and his cock was thrusting violently into her pussy.
The sound of physical collision echoed in the living room where only the two of them, and love juice kept dripping from the intercourse, and a small puddle had accumulated at their feet.
Oh Ah!Oh Ah!Oh Ah!Oh Ah!Oh Ah!...
Perhaps because the guidance had been completed, Vahana stopped explaining, but moaned to the fullest. Her body trembled and her hands gently slid on Klein's waist.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
I'm going to cum!Ms. Wahana, thank you for your cooperation today. So, as a "salary", use your pussy and accept my semen well!!
Ah Yes!Ah Yes!Ah Yes!No, no!Ah Yes!10. Thank you very much!!Ah Yes!Ah Yes!Ah Yes!...
Vahana also moaned and thanked.
Puddog!Klein inserted it for the last time, trying his best to put his cock deep into her pussy, and then...
Dupulululu!Pulu Pulu Pulu Pulu!Pulu Pulu Pulu Pulu!Pulu!Pulu!Pulu!
He shot thick and hot white liquid into the depths of Wahana's uterus.
Baa!AhAhAhAhAhAh!!... Wahana screamed loudly, OK, so much semen!Shoot, shot in!!...
Vahana's pussy contracted, pressing Klein's cock, continuously pressing out the semen in his cock.
After the storm, return to peace.Feeling the gradual dissipation of the afterglow of ejaculation, Klein pulled his penis out of Wahana's pussy.
The two-hour etiquette course came to an end in such a harmonious atmosphere. Klein took the butler Walter and his personal servant Richardson to the door and gave her a small gift.
It was the Moonlight perfume from Drim Company, which was mixed with gray amber, which was quite expensive.
As for the specific amount, Klein was not sure, because the butler Walter was responsible for buying it, and the expenses were taken from the butler. When the 1,000 pounds were almost spent and new funds were needed, Taneya would ask him to review with the bills and forms.
The reason why Klein knew which company and what perfume it was was because Mr. Butler told him in advance so that when Ms. Vahana asked, he knew nothing and seemed to be insincere enough.
From these details, he deeply understood the role of a good housekeeper.
Seeing the satisfied Ms. Vahana Heisen leaving, Klein resisted the urge to rub his forehead and sighed sincerely in his heart:
This is more tiring than fighting with the extraordinary. You must always pay attention to your movements and consider your words... I must have a rest.
Just then, Walter, wearing white gloves, stepped forward and walked:
Sir, since you are making rapid progress in etiquette study, you can take the rest of the courses ahead of time.
What courses?Klein had a headache.
History, international politics, philosophy, music, and common sense in sports such as golf, horse racing, hunting... Walter replied meticulously.
philosophy?Klein asked in surprise.
Val's featured:
This is one of the easiest topics to talk about in the upper class. You don’t need to have very in-depth research, but at least you need to know what others are discussing. You know that the source of pragmatic philosophy is Consiso, Mared and Patterson, not Rossel the Great, and it is Lurmi who proposed that ‘life comes from freedom’.
Many wealthy people were always prone to making mistakes in this regard when they first entered the upper class. They were accustomed to pushing philosophical thoughts that they didn't know about their words and didn't know about them to Emperor Rossell.
Klein was getting more and more troubled by saying, and forced a smile:
I have nothing to do lately, except naps and going to church, you can schedule classes at any time.
…………
In a dark room, the envelope floated up, opened it on its own, and the paper shook out.
Sharon's figure wearing a small soft hat outlined it next to him, held the letter paper and looked it carefully.
She immediately wrote a reply, arranged the ceremony, and began to summon Sherlock Moriarty's messenger.
During this process, she did not forget to put a gold coin.
Soon, Sharon finished reciting the spell and saw the candlelight expanding and dyed with yin green.
Renette Nicole, carrying four blond and red-eyed figures, then burst out with candlelight and came to Sharon.
Sharon's eyes stagnated, and his doll-like face suddenly had a strong emotional change.
She blurted out:
teacher!
You're not already...
Leonard Mitchell sat in the chair, raised his feet, reached to the desk position, and rested on the edge.
Then he leaned back, pressing the wood junction to creak, and his breathing gradually became longer.
I don't know how long it took, but his eyelids drooped, covering his eyes.
At this time, Leonard's spirit had arrived in a gray world, but the place he was still in was his bedroom.
He flew to the window and saw a thick grey mist covering the nearby block and stretching out, as if to encompass the entire Beckland.
The gas street lights next to the street and the warm firelights in different houses all seemed extremely dim at this time, and could only illuminate the small area around and dye it a little hazy.
At the same time, a cluster of illusory oval light balls are hidden or appearing, interlacing over houses, as if they are the source of their existence.
This is the city in the eyes of Nightmare.
According to the situation previously investigated, Leonard jumped out of the window in a nightmare form and flew to No. 17 Minsk Street, Jowood District.
He didn't break in directly, but fell to the other party's door in the thick mist and politely rang the doorbell.
In the voice of Cuckoo, Starin Summer, wearing a nightgown, opened the door.
While blocking the silver-inlaid palace feather fan on her chest, she asked in confusion and confusion:
Which one are you looking for?
She was the landlord of Klein when she played Sherlock Moriarty, a blond, blue-eyed lady in her thirties.
Leonard had changed into the black and white police uniform of Roon at this time, and showed his ID at will:
Do you know Sherlock Moriarty?
Because Starling reacted very slowly in her dream, and it took several seconds to say:
Did something happen to him?
While she asked back, under the influence of Leonard, she naturally showed the Sherlock Moriarty in her mind:
Wearing a half-height silk top hat, a double-breasted long dress, gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a circle of beards on his mouth...
This is consistent with the Sherlock Moriarty that Leonard got before, so he has no doubts and said directly:
He is involved in a case and is under investigation.
I hope you can cooperate with our work.
OK, OK.Starling wanted to lift her chin, but for some reason she was a little scared.
Leonard thought for a second and said:
When did he rent a house?
Early September last year.Starling recalled the next one.
Leonard continued to ask:
What do you know about him?Or, in your heart, what kind of person is he?
Speaking of this, Starling said as if she had considered the answer long ago:
He comes from Jianhaijun and has an accent there. He is a very capable detective. He once helped Mary solve the affair with her husband. However, his income is not high and he can't even afford to hire a full-time maid. He can only ask my maid to help part-time... My child told me that he is a storyteller, especially at detective stories. This may be the reason why he chose that industry...
Without giving Leonard a chance to interrupt, she continued:
He is not as rude as an ordinary detective. He has studied grammar school and history. The most enviable thing is that he received Mary's thanks and joined the Crager Club, which are full of people with great identities. I have been there several times...
Later, he seemed to be famous in the detective circle, and private detectives often came to him...
Leonard felt a little impatient when he heard this, and couldn't help but raise his hand and rub the forehead.
From Mrs. Stalin, he was unable to get any useful information. Except for the fact that Sherlock Moriarty is not in good financial condition and is good at telling detective stories, the rest are within the scope of the information he has investigated before. He even knew that Sherlock Moriarty had a good relationship with Esinger Stanton.
Next, I checked several people in the Kragg Club who had a good relationship with Sherlock Moriarty... After listening to Mrs. Staring's nagging patiently, Leonard immediately thanked the other party and left her dream.
…………
160 Berklund Street, inside the residence of Dawn Dances.
In the hall where hundreds of guests can dance, Klein was dancing gracefully in his thirties.
Her teaching uniform was a blue short shirt, then a light red gauze was made, and a white silk short skirt was on the lower body. The skirt had some faint sky blue frills, and two slender thighs stretched out from the bottom of the skirt. She wore a light flesh-colored pantyhose on her legs, which perfectly reflected her elastic and tight flesh.
This is the etiquette teacher Walter found, called Vahana Heisen.
She has a female name she has always seen, but she is not ordinary. Her facial features are obviously only average, but she is very elegant and her every move is very charming.
According to Walter, she was born in a baron family and received a good education since childhood. Later, she entered the palace and served as a female official until she got married.
Because the family has fallen and her husband's financial situation is average, she believes in the goddess of the night and chooses to become a tutor in etiquette, often traveling to and from different noble or wealthy families to teach their children.
Although the housekeeper did not say it clearly, Klein knew that he could not behave too badly in front of this lady, otherwise the reputation would be basically beyond help.
One of the important ways for aristocrats, wealthy men, and other upper class people to inquire about a person's situation is through common acquaintances.
And at some point, the interaction between servants also has this meaning.
If this lady can spread her unique abilities through it, it may also help the development of her identity.
Klein's evil hands kneaded Vahana's chest through the gauze and tights. Although he couldn't see it on the outside, he still felt the amazing elasticity and softness coming from under the dress.
M twist, M twist, M twist, M twist, M twist...
Klein kneaded her chest freely, making the sound of his palm rubbing against his dress, but Wahana was still just explaining patiently.
The steps moved slightly, the body swayed, and the black hair was slightly rosy on the face. He nodded with praise:
Mr. Dontez, it's really hard to imagine that you haven't learned this kind of dance before.
In less than two quarters of an hour, you are as skilled as a nobleman who has received a similar education since childhood.
It's you who taught it well.Klein smiled modestly, with a gentle expression, and no ostentatiousness.
With the ability of a clown to balance and coordination, dancing is a very simple thing for him.
His left hand continued to knead her chest, while his right hand had already slid to the thighs of his dress, gently caressing Vahana's pussy through the clothes.
Klein's index finger and little finger pressed against Vahana's plump butt, and his middle finger and ring finger were joined together, sliding back and forth between her legs, feeling the softness of Vahana's pussy.
Vahana's clothes were of good texture. Although they were separated by several layers of clothes, the softness of her pussy was still revealed. Her tight thighs were clamping Klein's fingers, pressing his fingers deeper on her pussy, and her index fingers and little fingers were stroking the base of her thighs through stockings.
Wahana lowered her head and chuckled:
You are a gentleman who makes ladies happy.Um!
But in her words, a trace of charming moans had been accidentally revealed.
Her light brown eyes then raised, sweeping over Dawn Dances's silver-filled temples and deep blue eyes.
This is the best compliment I have heard today.While Klein responded with a smile, his steps did not stop and he took Wahana to circle around lightly.
Klein grabbed Wahana's butt with both hands and leaned her forward.
His face was buried in Wahana's chest. Everything he smelled was the natural body fragrance emitted by Wahana's body caressing the man. This fragrance tempted Klein, making his cock hard, and making him feel pain with his pants.
He was interested in getting familiar with Vahana, not only to improve his reputation, but also because the other party served as a female court official.
Wahanna corrected a slight mistake from Dawn Dances and said:
Invite ladies to dance, not just dance, but also have to have necessary conversations. They cannot be like two dolls, unless you are immersed in music and the rhythm of dance and do not want to speak. Of course, this is also a kind of communication, communication between the soul.
When talking, be implicit. This is Ruen, not Intis.
Simply put, don’t be straightforward and not rude, so that you can look graceful.
Let me give you an example. If you want to praise a lady’s perfume, you can’t just say how good it smells, nor can you ask which perfume it is and give it praise. You should think of a more implicit meaning and put it indirectly, right, you can say this: I seem to be in the suburbs of spring.
Of course, this must be consistent with the characteristics of the perfume.Vahana was still meticulously explaining Klein's previous conversation, but she didn't know that her explanation had become mixed with a strange intention.
Without a sense of literature, shouldn’t it be said that the moonlight tonight is so beautiful?Klein whispered in Japanese subtle grin and laughed at himself:
Thank you for not saying that my praise is not graceful enough.While touching Wahana's thighs, she finally came to her butt.
His left hand was pressed against his butt that was tightly stretched like a big rock, while his right hand slid along the inside of her thigh into her black leggings.
Wahana's smile suddenly became deeper:
Mr. Dontez, do you know what a gentleman who is very popular with women in social situations is like?
have no idea.Klein shook his head calmly.
His hand also reached into Vahana's underwear and directly stroked her labia.
He gently penetrated the mouth of Vahana's vagina, perhaps because of her frequent stretching of her thighs, her vagina was not tightly closed, and she easily inserted it a little.
Gujiu...
Klein felt his fingers enter a tight and hot cavity. Although the muscles in his lower body were tense, Wahana's pussy was still soft, and the flesh walls absorbed his fingers, creating a force to swallow it.
If you feel comfortable, you must call it out.
Yes, yes!Yes!Oh Ah!...
Wahana responded, then began to moan.
As if she had been suppressed for a long time, her body twisted gently, and the posture of her body tensed gradually became a little unsustainable.
The blush climbed onto her face and her arms began to tremble.
Vahana's moans were getting louder and louder. She could no longer maintain this position. Her lower body was stirred by Klein's fingers, bringing a strange and comfortable pleasure. Her mouth kept leaking tender moans. The muscles that had been tight before had soothed, reflecting the elasticity of the trained muscles. The thighs were twitching gently, and Clein could feel a little bit of love juice flowing out of her vagina.
Not bad, my fingers are very comfortable!Klein sighed.His fingers were digging and thrusting more and more quickly.
Baa!Well AhAh!Me, I feel, I'm not gulping!OK, so strange, what do you want, ya!It's coming, um AhAh!Wahana moaned sharply.
Hah, Hah, Hah!...
Yes, yes!High, climax, me, I want, um!It's about to climax!Vahana moaned,
Yi, Yiya AhAhAhAhAhAhAh!!...
She twisted her body, and with a violent tremor, a large amount of love juice spurted out from her thighs.
Klein let go of her thighs and pulled his right hand back, his palm full of strange scented juice.
Klein smiled and raised his lower body. His cock had stood up again, emitting a male sexual odor.
Ms. Vahana, come and lick my cock.
yes.
Vahana had completely forgotten that class should be held at this time, but naturally dragged her body, which was still tired after the climax, and came to Klein, sticking out her tongue and gently licking Klein's cock.
Suck, suck... Guchi, suck...
The small tongue licked Klein's hard cock. He was obviously doing such a lewd thing, but Ms. Vahana's eyes were very serious, as if she had regarded his cock as a treasure.
Klein, who was licked, did not lie down and enjoy it, but stretched out his hands, bent down, and began to grab and rub her butt.
Gujiu, Gujiu...
Wahana swallowed Klein's cock into her mouth, and at the same time she held his cock with her right hand and gently stroked it.
Her little tongue cleverly wandered on Klein's cock. She used the tip of her tongue to penetrate Klein's coronary groove and scraped off the accumulated smegma bit by bit. The stimulation of the smegma leaving made Klein's cock bounce gently in her mouth. The pleasure surged from the cock and rushed up along Klein's spine, stimulating his brain to secrete semen and pour into his lower body.
Klein was not idle either, and his hand that rubbed her butt gradually moved to their thighs.The fabric she covered her vagina had become wet, emitting a unique sweet fragrance of females.
Guchi!Guchi!Guchi!Guchi!Guchi!
Perhaps feeling the beating of his cock, Vahana's teasing became more intense. She raised her head and looked at Klein. Then, her left hand also reached her lower body, held Klein's hand, and rubbed her pussy by herself, as if masturbating with Klein's hand.
The meticulousness shown by Vahana made Klein feel more comfortable, and he also took the initiative to hold Vahana's head and speeded up the thrusting speed.
Puff!Puff!Puff!Puff!Puff!
The semen remaining on the penis mixed with saliva splashed out in every thrust.
Pulu Pulu!Pulu!Pulu!
A large amount of hot white liquid sprayed out from his glans. He gently shook his penis and shot a pile of sticky semen on the faces of the two people who were smiling.
Gupu, Gupu...
After eating the semen, Vahana said with a smile:
The second most popular one is the male who makes the lady think he is very smart.
What's the first?Klein asked in cooperation.
Wahana glanced at him and said:
The first thing that is popular is the men who make women feel that they are very smart.
Speaking of this, she smiled and didn't speak anymore, and Klein suddenly understood her hidden praise.
This is the implicit Ah of Ruin style... It's not like Intis, they all go to the lower body... Well, these are all reports in newspapers and magazines. What is the real Intis social scene like? It cannot be determined based on this. Anyway, the two countries always slander each other... The era of the Great Emperor is very consistent with that description... Klein nodded suddenly, stretched out his hands, went around to the front and unbuttoned the button that Wahana had re-butted when she put on her clothes, then grabbed her tights in the lower half and slowly took them down.
Vahana continued to explain as if nothing had happened, allowing Klein to take off her pants, stockings and underwear.
The underwear, soaked with semen and love juice, slowly left the place it should have protected. A white thin thread was pulled out between the thighs and Wahana's vagina. Most of the semen that had been wiped off with the underwear had now been stuck to Wahana's vagina, and even the pubic mound and anus were stained a little, which looked very smooth.
The mouth of Vahana's pink and tender vagina was trembling at this time. The penis had not been around fortunately making her vagina itchy. The contraction movement seemed to be asking for Klein.
Seeing this scene, Klein's cock became erect again.
He stood up, put his glans on the mouth of her vagina and said: Then I'm going to insert it.
OK, please insert it.
Puff!Puff puff puff...
Klein's cock was inserted into the already ready pussy without any obstacles, and smoothly penetrated into the depths of Vahana's pussy. The love juice was squeezed out and dripped on the ground.
Oh oh oh, Ms. Vahana, I feel your uterus, my glans is kissing your uterus, do you feel it?Klein said, enjoying the wrapping and squeezing of soft and elastic flesh walls.
Klein began to thrust slowly, oh, so comfortable, the flesh wall wrapped the cock tightly, Ms. Wahana, your pussy is really comfortable.
OK, Mr. Dontez!Oh Ah!Yes Ah!...
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Klein hugged Vahana's waist tightly with both hands, and his cock was thrusting violently into her pussy.
The sound of physical collision echoed in the living room where only the two of them, and love juice kept dripping from the intercourse, and a small puddle had accumulated at their feet.
Oh Ah!Oh Ah!Oh Ah!Oh Ah!Oh Ah!...
Perhaps because the guidance had been completed, Vahana stopped explaining, but moaned to the fullest. Her body trembled and her hands gently slid on Klein's waist.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
I'm going to cum!Ms. Wahana, thank you for your cooperation today. So, as a "salary", use your pussy and accept my semen well!!
Ah Yes!Ah Yes!Ah Yes!No, no!Ah Yes!10. Thank you very much!!Ah Yes!Ah Yes!Ah Yes!...
Vahana also moaned and thanked.
Puddog!Klein inserted it for the last time, trying his best to put his cock deep into her pussy, and then...
Dupulululu!Pulu Pulu Pulu Pulu!Pulu Pulu Pulu Pulu!Pulu!Pulu!Pulu!
He shot thick and hot white liquid into the depths of Wahana's uterus.
Baa!AhAhAhAhAhAh!!... Wahana screamed loudly, OK, so much semen!Shoot, shot in!!...
Vahana's pussy contracted, pressing Klein's cock, continuously pressing out the semen in his cock.
After the storm, return to peace.Feeling the gradual dissipation of the afterglow of ejaculation, Klein pulled his penis out of Wahana's pussy.
The two-hour etiquette course came to an end in such a harmonious atmosphere. Klein took the butler Walter and his personal servant Richardson to the door and gave her a small gift.
It was the Moonlight perfume from Drim Company, which was mixed with gray amber, which was quite expensive.
As for the specific amount, Klein was not sure, because the butler Walter was responsible for buying it, and the expenses were taken from the butler. When the 1,000 pounds were almost spent and new funds were needed, Taneya would ask him to review with the bills and forms.
The reason why Klein knew which company and what perfume it was was because Mr. Butler told him in advance so that when Ms. Vahana asked, he knew nothing and seemed to be insincere enough.
From these details, he deeply understood the role of a good housekeeper.
Seeing the satisfied Ms. Vahana Heisen leaving, Klein resisted the urge to rub his forehead and sighed sincerely in his heart:
This is more tiring than fighting with the extraordinary. You must always pay attention to your movements and consider your words... I must have a rest.
Just then, Walter, wearing white gloves, stepped forward and walked:
Sir, since you are making rapid progress in etiquette study, you can take the rest of the courses ahead of time.
What courses?Klein had a headache.
History, international politics, philosophy, music, and common sense in sports such as golf, horse racing, hunting... Walter replied meticulously.
philosophy?Klein asked in surprise.
Val's featured:
This is one of the easiest topics to talk about in the upper class. You don’t need to have very in-depth research, but at least you need to know what others are discussing. You know that the source of pragmatic philosophy is Consiso, Mared and Patterson, not Rossel the Great, and it is Lurmi who proposed that ‘life comes from freedom’.
Many wealthy people were always prone to making mistakes in this regard when they first entered the upper class. They were accustomed to pushing philosophical thoughts that they didn't know about their words and didn't know about them to Emperor Rossell.
Klein was getting more and more troubled by saying, and forced a smile:
I have nothing to do lately, except naps and going to church, you can schedule classes at any time.
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In a dark room, the envelope floated up, opened it on its own, and the paper shook out.
Sharon's figure wearing a small soft hat outlined it next to him, held the letter paper and looked it carefully.
She immediately wrote a reply, arranged the ceremony, and began to summon Sherlock Moriarty's messenger.
During this process, she did not forget to put a gold coin.
Soon, Sharon finished reciting the spell and saw the candlelight expanding and dyed with yin green.
Renette Nicole, carrying four blond and red-eyed figures, then burst out with candlelight and came to Sharon.
Sharon's eyes stagnated, and his doll-like face suddenly had a strong emotional change.
She blurted out:
teacher!
You're not already...
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