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Inside the Moretti household, Ruth took the two children to bed. Klein and his brother and sister, Elizabeth, sat on the sofa in the living room, chatting about work.
"The new movie camera portraying Emperor Roselle is really terrible. The actor has no character at all."
"Isn't there a second part of the Secret History of the Palace coming out? We can change the actors."
In response to his brother's complaints, Klein thought that Rossell himself should play the role, since he had nothing to do anyway and was just hooking up with other people's wives every day.
"If those curly-haired baboons in disguise had this kind of insight, the first part wouldn't have been so bad. Anyway, that secret history of the palace is getting worse and worse, completely disconnected from the content of the notes."
"But everyone likes it."
"You probably liked the plot about Roselle's pursuit of beauty. It's hard to believe he slept with half of Trier's noble ladies. No wonder he was assassinated."
The method for reading Rossell's diary has been revealed, and everyone is surprised that there is such a brilliant civilization in this world. This makes Rossell, who was once socially frustrated, change his appearance and come back to the world.
Klein thought of the fellow villager holding his daughter's feet and begging for forgiveness, only to be kicked away. And then, this fellow turned around and slept with the noble lady of Trier.
Let Bernadette, who had been fed up with it, go away. Since she was still alive, there was nothing to worry about. It would be better to let her brother regain some of his humanity.
"Brother, can you say something else? There are two ladies here."
Melissa complained, and her and Elizabeth's faces turned a little red. They were also loyal readers of the Secret History of the Palace, so they naturally read all the clips of hunting and having sex.
"Sorry. And that Down and Out in Trier, it's a pretty good film, pretty much true to the book, but a little too narrow. It's all for the fun of the curly-haired baboon."
"Benson, let's go see them too. Aren't they all curly-haired baboons?"
Melissa and Elizabeth also covered their faces and laughed.
"Don't take it personally, Klein. You're no more than a curly-haired baboon now."
After that , everyone started laughing, and sister-in-law Ruth also came out to join in the conversation.
The night had grown pitch black, the streetlights obscuring the yellow moonlight in the sky. Klein and the other two concluded their family exchange meeting and walked back to their residence with Melissa and Elizabeth. Each of them was holding someone's arm, attracting the attention of many passersby.
"Look, you're laughing like a curly-haired baboon now."
Melissa teased her brother. She was half a head shorter than Klein, with brown eyes and black hair. She looked younger than her age. Her slightly thin face hadn't changed, and her figure was a little fuller than before.
"Why can't I laugh? I'm a winner in life, I should be proud when I should be proud. How painful it would be to suppress it every day."
After saying this, Klein pulled Elizabeth down, indicating his pride.
"Okay, okay, Elizabeth and I will cooperate with you, a proud fellow."
"Melissa, is Klein always like this?"
Elizabeth asked curiously, wanting to know more.
"He was a nerd until he faked his death to get the job done. He was still a nerd when he came back. Until he saw you, he turned into a curly-haired baboon. Elizabeth, you are not a female baboon."
"Is that so? Then it doesn't matter if I'm a curly-haired baboon."
Elizabeth also laughed and leaned her head against Klein's shoulder. Melissa also hugged her brother's hand tightly and leaned against him.
People passing by kept looking at Klein in the middle, somewhat curiously. The writer sitting aside, pondering, saw that the combination of the young man and the two women had given him new material, so he took out his notes.
When they returned to the gate outside the yard, the three of them saw three figures walking into the yard next door. They were all wearing long skirts and had slim figures. Unfortunately, they could only see the backs of their red-haired, black-haired, and brown-curly long hair. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the yard.
Klein opened the door and led his sister and Elizabeth in. He hired part-time workers to tidy up the house, so there were no outsiders at home.
"I want to take a shower, you should get some rest as soon as possible."
Melissa went upstairs after she finished speaking, deliberately leaving time and space for the two of them.
Klein also held Elizabeth and sat on the sofa in the hall. Of course, his hands were restless and soon went under her skirt.
"Let's do it tonight, Klein. I want to get pregnant quickly."
Elizabeth, somewhat shy, whispered in Klein's ear,
"Don't worry too much, I'll make you look younger when you wake up tomorrow."
Klein then told her about the Beyonder properties of the occult. Although Elizabeth knew a little about them, she was still shocked.
A long time later, Elizabeth was still digesting the shocking information. She had never expected Klein to have encountered so many dangers before.
"So, Klein, which path are you on, and what sequence are you at?"
"Fortune Teller's Path, Sequence-1."
"Is there such a thing? You are teasing me again, right?"
Elizabeth patted Klein, who was leaning against her, and allowed his restless hands to explore.
"So which path does Elizabeth want to choose?"
"I'll choose the fortune teller just like you."
"You have good vision. Backlund now has another master of divination."
"I hope I don't embarrass you."
Elizabeth turned to look at Klein. He was looking back at her, their eyes closing in distance. They embraced and kissed, and just as they were about to take it a step further, footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs.
"Aren't you going to take a shower? If you want to give birth, you should take a shower first."
Melissa was wearing a white bathrobe, her hair wrapped in a towel, and she was urging the two of them upstairs like an old woman.
In the large bedroom of the house next door, where Elizabeth had just seen several sets of clothes thrown on the cushioned chair, the sounds of moaning, breathing, puffing, and reading mixed together.
The brown-haired woman was leaning naked on the big pillow at the head of the bed, her blue eyes staring at the held-up book, her red lips constantly opening and closing as she read the contents, her breathing a little rapid, a layer of pink covering the fair skin of her oval face, she was intellectual and beautiful.
The breasts on her chest were firm and impressive, with rosy nipples standing up. The black-haired woman kept licking her private parts, and her entire face was almost pressed against the brown pubic hair and pink tender lips.
From time to time, she looked up at the woman holding the book above. Her face was bright and beautiful with a hint of heroism. Her blue eyes like spring water were covered with layers of mist, and her whole face was full of temptation and lust.
The jet-black hair and fair body formed a strong contrast. She was kneeling there, and the red-haired heroic woman behind her was constantly using her thick penis to move in and out of her smooth and hairless vagina.
Her breasts, which were much fuller than those of the brown-haired woman, were hung there, constantly rubbing against the quilt below. The red-haired woman behind her saw her constantly looking up,
reached under her penis, found the pearl hidden in the pink labia, and kept squeezing it. The penis above also stretched the small hole open, and the white and pink wall flesh tightly wrapped around the penis.
The sucking and slurping sounds made the reading sound somewhat lascivious. The red-haired woman had pointed breasts that could be held in one hand, her skin was white, and her green eyes were watching the erotic scene in front of her.
"Edwina, you're still pretending. You're already so wet down there. Do you want me to suck it for you? It feels so good~ Mm~, Gehrman, you pervert, keep fucking me if you can, ah~"
"Tracy, you asked for this."
The red-haired woman behind made a neutral sound and sped up the thrusting of the cock. Her hands that were kneading below were also stained with a lot of vaginal fluid. The tight wrapping inside tried to stop her from moving quickly, so she pulled the clitoris violently, making Tracy unable to resist and directly biting Edwina's labia minora.
"Ah~, Tracy, what are you crazy about?"
"Of course it's to deliver pain, ~my~ pain~, Hermann~. If I can still move tonight, I~ will look down on~ you."
She felt the swelling and emptiness from the constant pushing and pulling, and she went straight to Edwina's place, biting and licking it. Feeling the pain, Edwina let go of the book, bent down, grabbed Tracy's breasts, and kept squeezing and pulling her nipples.
"You're always the first to act like a dead pig. Edwina teaches you well, so you should learn well. I'll give you a little punishment to make you disrespect the teacher."
The red-haired man kept slapping her plump, white buttocks with his hands, and soon they were covered with red. Every time he slapped Tracy's body, she trembled a few times, and the sound of thrusting became louder.
"~Don't~ stop~ keep hitting~, don't~ come out~"
Tracy spoke hesitantly, and the red-haired woman behind her felt that her penis was like entering a water world, the warm and moist flesh walls were comfortable and tight.
"You're always being stubborn, you're just enjoying it on purpose, right?"
"Pervert~, I want to give birth to a child for you~, a boy~, they are all instigators~, make them hate you to death."
"You have no chance. You will only give birth to girls."
The red-haired man quickly turned back into Gehrman with black hair and brown eyes. He leaned over and kissed Edwina there.
He used certain conditions to trade Edwina's separation from the Church of Knowledge, and then went to settle accounts with the Witch Sect. Catalina traded Tracy to him as an apology, and said that if possible, she could do it too. Of course, Gehrman did not let Catalina succeed.
"Why don't you punish Cattleya for bullying me in my old age? I don't want to bear your child."
Tracy wrapped her tongue around Edwina's clitoris, thrusting faster and faster. She abandoned the clitoris and rolled her tongue up to penetrate the narrow hole below Edwina, stroking it like a cock.
If Hermann hadn't stolen her pleasure, she would have definitely killed him and slept with his wife to avenge the boy who gave birth to the instigator.
"She missed her mother and went back to see what happened."
Gehrman broke up his kiss with Edwina, and Tracy's moans below began to drown out the sound of puffing, and the vaginal fluid flowed more and more.
"If you like mothers and daughters, just tell me. What about my mother? Let's catch her too."
"Tracy~ Mmm~ You're so good at licking~ It feels so good~ You have to teach me someday~."
Edwina rubbed her breasts against her back, licking the delicate skin of her back with her tongue and red lips.
"Forget about your mother, she's too old. Why are you so angry today? We are already an old married couple."
"Ah, my dear wife, I am just a toy that you can discard at any time. Don't try to deceive me."
Gehrman, who was pushing the cock, understood what was happening. He looked at the pink and white daisy above the obscene junction and scratched it with his hand.
"You're jealous, right? You should be considerate of me. It's not easy for me to accompany that person alone."
"I'm not a foolish woman like Edwina who would just walk away after being deceived."
Tracy felt the foreign object in her anus and simply clamped her buttocks together. She didn't orgasm at all, and she knew he was cheating as soon as she saw it.
"Tracy, I told you to study hard but you didn't. Now you don't even know how to use words. I'm not stupid."
Edwina simply twisted her breasts and pulled her nipples hard, while her lips kept sucking on her back.
"You guys just gang up on me, yeah."
She lifted Edwina's buttocks a little, revealing the equally tight flesh-colored anus underneath. As a high-sequence Beyonder, these parts of her body were already different from those of ordinary people.
Her tongue directly invaded there, constantly stirring the flesh inside, and the flesh ring tightened as if it was going to squeeze her tongue off.
Gehrman felt the pleasure coming, and Tracy cooperated by tightening her vagina and actively stroking the penis. The tongue in her mouth accelerated the scraping and licking of Edwina's intestines, and her hands kept kneading and teasing the labia above.
"Tracy, it's coming, put your tongue in a little deeper."
"Tracy, Edwina, I'm coming too."
Gehrman inserted his penis to the deepest part and touched the soft ring. The glans penetrated inside and ejected a hot stream. Tracy felt the hot stream being poured into her stomach, her body spasmed, and a stream of water spurted out directly from the junction.
She hugged Edwina's legs tightly and received the vaginal fluid from Edwina's orgasm. Her black forehead and hair were covered with drops of translucent water droplets, and a lewd smell emanated from her.
Gehrman behind gently pushed again, kissed Edwina, and put his hands on her breasts to rub them.
"Tracy, the baby isn't conceived yet, let's move on."
Tracy, who was pressed underneath, had a few tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, leaving a tear mark, and her body, including her mouth, moved instinctively."