Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

Isn't her little thought obvious?

Therefore, Margaret smiled with confidence.

Rosalyn's face darkened even more.

"What's going on?" Francine asked curiously.

"Let your sister talk to you." Margaret smiled and took a few steps back, leaving space for the sisters.

Margaret couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that the pain in Russell's expression had eased after he was released once. This time her smile was much more sincere.

"Sister?" Francine tilted her head, looked at Rosalyn curiously, and then said something shocking, "Eleanor has fainted, aren't you going to get on top?"

As she spoke, Francine pointed at Russell who was standing there.

Rosalyn's mind was already in a mess, and she finally managed to organize her words and wanted to talk to Francine, but Francine's straightforward words drove Rosalyn's barely organized words out of the window.

Rosalyn blushed and stamped her feet, looking around for fear that someone might hear what Francine had said. "Oh! You little kid, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing that no one around was paying attention to her, Rosalyn breathed a sigh of relief, and then she saw Margaret, who was bent over with laughter.

The magician couldn't hold back her anger any longer. She grabbed Francine by the ear and said, "Come with me! I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts! Sister! Be gentle! Also! I'm not a child anymore!" Fran complained with a bitter face, and was pulled away by Rosalyn.

Although he had vented some of his anger, Russell still hadn't regained his consciousness. Relying on his animal instincts, he once again launched an attack on Eleanor in his arms.

Eleanor woke up again in the tide of pleasure, and she moaned subconsciously.

After opening her eyes, she saw the holy light flickering not far away and her brother lying on the ground. Eleanor suddenly remembered her situation and bit her lips desperately - Her Royal Highness the Princess had no idea that there was a soundproof barrier around her, and she was extremely panicked.

Fortunately, my brother fainted, otherwise how embarrassed I would be if he had noticed!

Eleanor thought so.

As if in response to Eleanor's prayers, Conrad let out a long moan and slowly opened his eyes under the patient treatment of the two bishops.

"You are awake, Your Highness." Bishop Sigbert said with sweat on his forehead.

"Ah, yes, thank you both, you have worked hard. Please have a good rest." Looking at the tired-looking bishop, Conrad smiled and thanked him.

Then the two bishops slowly retreated.

Only then did Conrad see Russell and Eleanor not far away.

Because he had experienced strong stimulation before, Conrad's ability to withstand it has become a little stronger. He sadly discovered that he seemed to have begun to accept the reality. Seeing his beloved sister snuggled in the arms of another man, he was no longer as heartbroken as before.

But why does Eleanor's expression look a little strange?

Conrad felt that he had never seen his sister's expression so charming and charming.

He looked at Eleanor's dazed eyes, slightly sweaty forehead, and tightly pursed lips, and couldn't help feeling a little dry in the mouth.

He was envious and jealous of Russell, and couldn't help but take two steps forward, wanting to get closer to his sister.

Ahhhhhh! Brother! Don't come over here!

Under the gaze of her eldest brother and Russell's fierce attack, Eleanor once again released herself.

Her violent contractions once again triggered Russell's orgasm.

Conrad stopped abruptly.

Ahhhhhhhh! Brother must have understood what I was doing! He lowered his head! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!

Eleanor was so ashamed that she fainted again.

Russell regained consciousness after two consecutive eruptions.

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Author's note: I'm taking the train back to my hometown for the New Year today. I should have an update tomorrow, but the time may not be stable.

Generally speaking, going back to my hometown for the New Year is more tiring than going to work...

Happy New Year to everyone here

239 Brother is here

Russell barely regained his sanity. He looked around and quickly understood the current situation.

Although Eleanor had fainted in his arms, her instinctive twitching and contractions still gave Russell, who was deeply immersed in them, pleasure.

Russell lowered his head and saw that Eleanor had wrapped their lower bodies in shadow, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Eleanor remembered to cover up.

However, after seeing Conrad turn his head away and quietly take a few steps back, Russell began to worry again.

Although this concern was purely due to embarrassment caused by Russell's previous education.

How much did Eleanor's brother know, and would he be angered by his sister being so openly molested?

Playing with your sister in front of your injured brother is really a bit cruel.

For a moment, Russell was embarrassed. He didn't know how to explain to Conrad.

Eleanor's instinctive contractions brought waves of pleasure, and Russell immediately regrouped in the layers of wrapping and sucking.

This made the words Russell had just organized fly into the sky immediately.

For a moment, Russell and Conrad, who were more than ten steps apart, fell into awkward silence.

Although Russell was embarrassed, Conrad was actually more embarrassed than Russell.

Conrad was unaware of his sister's true situation. He took two steps forward and a strange smell hit his nose.

However, because Conrad was always very worried that his incontinence would be discovered by others - especially by his beloved sister Eleanor - he subconsciously thought that the smell was coming from his body.

As for why the smell isn't that bad? That's because it's been roasted by fire!

This is what Conrad thought in panic and embarrassment.

So he immediately stopped moving forward, then quietly stepped back, lowering his head, afraid that Eleanor would notice his useless brother.

"Uh, are you, are you okay with your injury?" Russell said awkwardly, trying to find a topic to talk about.

Rosalyn was far away and removed the sound barrier in time.

Don't draw Eleanor's attention!

Conrad protested in his mind.

"Well, thanks to you, I'm much better. I'm fine now, um, I'm fine." Conrad explained vaguely.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince quietly took another step back, looking left and right, not daring to look up.

"Ah, that's good, that's good. Eleanor was also treating my injury just now, um, treating my injury." Russell continued to explain awkwardly.

You have a head injury and need treatment, and I have lost my mind and also need treatment, but our treatment plans are a little different, um, a little different.

Russell reluctantly found an excuse to fool around.

At this moment, Conrad quietly took another step back. His Royal Highness, not knowing if it was an illusion, felt that the smell was much less.

This made Crown Prince Conrad feel a little relieved, but then he immediately became nervous again: No, I can't make a fool of myself in front of Eleanor.

Just when Conrad was worried, he heard Eleanor treating Russell's injuries.

Although I don't know how Eleanor can still heal injuries, but Eleanor has not said a word for such a long time, I guess she must be very focused, right?

Although Conrad felt uncomfortable with his sister's focus on other men, he felt a quiet sense of relief.

At least His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is no longer retreating quietly.

Then Conrad quietly raised his eyes and looked at Eleanor who was leaning in Russell's arms.

Then he saw his sister's closed eyes.

"Ah, Eleanor was too tired and fell asleep." Russell explained quickly.

Conrad was now completely relieved. He looked around to see that no one was paying attention, then lowered his head and whispered, "Please cover up for me more. Not only just now, but also these smells..."

What Conrad didn't know was that his caution was unnecessary. Rosalyn had built a larger soundproof barrier around him and Russell, so he didn't have to worry about what he said being heard by others.

However, for Conrad, being frightened to the point of incontinence was a huge humiliation. Even when facing Russell, the man who had taken away his sister and had this leverage over him, he had no choice but to be humble.

"Taste? What does it taste like?"

Russell was a little surprised at first, but after he sniffed and smelled the scent left by love, he suddenly realized what was going on.

Ah! So you didn't notice!

Russell nodded, his embarrassment immediately eased, and he smiled appropriately: "After all, you are the Crown Prince of Usedom. You should maintain your dignity in front of outsiders."

This guy is such a good person. It would be even better if he hadn't kidnapped my sister!

These words really touched the heart of His Royal Highness Crown Prince Conrad.

Especially Russell's question "What does it taste like?" In Conrad's eyes, it was Russell's decision to pretend that he knew nothing, which was why he asked this rhetorical question.

Then a smile appeared on Crown Prince Conrad's face.

It was already dark at night, and with the shadow spell cast over it, Conrad could only see Eleanor snuggling in Russell's arms in the dim light of the fire.

The Crown Prince subconsciously felt sorry for his tired sister, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.

Russell's words just now reminded Conrad, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly felt good about himself. After all, Russell mentioned "royal dignity".

So Conrad said confidently, "Sir Russell, you may not know that in Usedom, our royal family values ​​pure bloodline."

Russell was eager to get rid of Conrad and get rid of the embarrassing situation. He didn't expect that his casual polite words would boost Conrad's confidence.

Russell didn't know what Conrad meant by these clichés, so he just nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, I've heard that."

"Yes, I'm glad you heard it." Crown Prince Conrad smiled even more. "In fact, my mother hopes that Eleanor will be my future queen..."

Conrad said this with reserve, thinking he had stopped there.

Huh? So you still have some ulterior motives for Eleanor?

Russell thought with disdain.

Do you know that the "Queen" you've been thinking about is being fucked by me right now?

Even if the Eleanor you have been thinking about is already a well-behaved slave girl who has been fully developed by me and used all over her body by me, you can never touch her.

The good attitude Russell had shown to Conrad in order to save Eleanor's face suddenly disappeared.

Russell unhappily spread Eleanor's strong long legs a little further, then thrust hard a few times.

Eleanor had long been accustomed to being made unconscious or awake by Russell during these days of training.

Under the intense stimulation, Eleanor woke up again in a daze. She subconsciously cooperated with Russell, adjusted her posture and movements, and let out a soul-stirring cry.

Conrad was stunned.

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Author's note: Thanks to reader 1697116370 for the coin;

Thanks to Gagagalalalala for urging updates, monthly tickets and coins;

Thanks to Canglangkongkuo for the monthly ticket;

There is only one update today, please forgive me

No update tomorrow

Shandong, where firecrackers are allowed, is still too scary

The firecrackers kept popping. I was already nervous and could hardly sleep at all. On top of that, I was forced to drink alcohol at noon and in the evening.

I bought a ticket to Shanghai overnight to escape tomorrow...

240 Reward

Conrad is not a novice. Rather, under the guidance of his aunt, the Black Princess, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can be said to be a veteran of many battles.

Therefore, Conrad immediately understood what the sound coming from his beloved sister's mouth meant.

He was startled at first, then suddenly realized that the smell he had just smelled was not the urine smell left on his body, but the smell of the couple's affair.