Witch Monastery

Feeling her gentle service to his lower body with her small mouth, although her movements were still very awkward, she was clearly getting better. Hawthorne glanced ahead and a smile gradually appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Very good, the progress is slow but it is going well.

Thinking of this, maintaining the 69 position, he licked with more skillful movements, allowing the pleasure to accumulate in her body wave after wave.

Finally, when the pleasure accumulated to the highest point and exceeded the threshold that Annuo's body could endure, the girl's body trembled slightly and a small stream of heat slowly flowed out of her body.

She spat out Hawthorne's weapon, which was already covered with her saliva. She panted heavily, pushed it aside weakly, and lay on his thighs with a satisfied look on her face.

Hawthorne turned over and let her lie on the bed. He was still in high spirits and he hadn't released a single shot yet.

He turned over, lay on her back, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work, dear."

Chapter 663: Kasa accidentally enters the night party (Part )

An Nuo closed his eyes and whispered, "Come in."

After saying this, her face suddenly turned red, and then she turned her face to the other side, not daring to look at him again.

Hawthorne smiled gently, took the pillow from the head of the bed, and placed it under her lower abdomen, raising her triangular area and sticking her perky little butt high. As a result, the entrance to the garden with gurgling water was also slightly lifted up, maintaining a direction that was easier to enter.

Then, he held the head of the weapon that had been licked wet by An Nuo, aimed it at the narrow crack, squeezed open the closed lips, pressed his whole body down hard, and penetrated deep into it——

"Um--"

Feeling his empty body being filled by his lover, Annuo let out a long gasp from his throat.

Hawthorne reached his hand under her upper body and grasped and kneaded those elastic breasts, and began to thrust his waist back and forth, slowly entering and exiting her body.

He felt the pressure from all directions inside Anno's body. Even though the passage was slippery enough, the tight channel and fine folds still gave him a strong obstacle, making him feel huge resistance no matter whether he went in or out.

But pressure also brings satisfaction, making him want to thrust harder, thrust harder, and conquer harder. He thrust harder and harder, splashing water with each thrust, and his movements became faster and faster, hitting An Nuo's buttocks, causing the soft and perky flesh to ripple with waves, looking extremely lewd.

Under Hawthorne's skillful and skillful impact, Annuo quickly reached the peak of her first wave of pleasure. She turned her head back, her eyes blurred, and her rosy lips slightly opened and closed, showing the thirst in her throat at the moment.

So Hawthorne lowered his head and kissed her, and with their upper and lower bodies pressed tightly together, he brought her to the peak of pleasure.

After a long while, the two parted their lips. Hawthorne paused for a moment to let her catch her breath, then took the pillow away and let her turn over, lying on the bed, facing him.

Then he lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder, completely opening her legs and then invading her again.

With a charming moan, the two became one again.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Annuo, who reached the peak of pleasure again in the second position, passed away contentedly, and Hawthorne was not polite either, and released himself in the deepest part of her body.

Afterwards, the two of them returned to their normal positions. An Nuo hugged his neck, his face full of satisfaction. Looking at his equally satisfied expression, he couldn't help but blurt out what was in his heart: "Fortunately, we can go to Borneo together this time, otherwise..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly realized that there was something wrong with what she said, so she quickly shut up, her face flushed with shame.

Hawthorne smiled, stretched out his hand, and hooked her little nose: "What else? Keep talking."

An Nuo shook her head repeatedly, refusing to continue. Huo Sang knew what she was thinking just now, and he was in a playful mood, so he continued to tease her: "In fact, even if we go together this time, we have to be more restrained. After all, you shout so loudly at every turn, what if your colleagues hear it..."

Annuo was immediately embarrassed and annoyed, and she started pinching his arm. Huosang did not tolerate her and instead scratched her armpits and the itchy spots on her waist, and the fight started again.

The members who went to the Kingdom of Borneo with Anno this time were not official mages of the Black Rod Tower, but other professional spellcasters of the "Gray Hand" troops, namely a Dragon Vein Warlock, a Moon Realm Priest, and a Bard from the Tragedy Academy.

According to Annuo, these people are also outstanding rising stars of the Gray Hand Army. They made great contributions in last year's demon disaster, which is why they are qualified to go to the Kingdom of Borneo together this time.

However, An Nuo was not very familiar with them. In the past, they were just nodding acquaintances. After all, her main focus now was to train a reliable army.

There is less attention paid to socializing.

But even so, when she thought about the sound of her and Hawthorne making love being heard by her unfamiliar colleagues on the ship to Borneo, she couldn't help but feel her face flushed, and then she got angry and beat Hawthorne: "Don't make fun of me!"

Hawthorne smiled and played with her for a while, then a feeling of tiredness came over the girl. She didn't bear it too much, and after her eyelids trembled for a while, they closed together, hugged his arm and fell asleep.

She fell asleep, but Hawthorne was still awake. He waited until her breathing became even, then he slowly turned his head and called softly to the person under the bed, "Come out."

Then, a pink head popped out from below with a malicious smile. It was none other than Cuibis.

She specially hid under Hawthorne's bed again tonight and waited, but this time, she didn't beat the ground and cry in pain, but kept brewing her feelings.

Tonight, she was going to try what Heidi had done.

Cuibis was still wearing the nun's uniform, but she had made preparations, so there was nothing underneath the clothes.

With a smug smile on her lips, she then turned over onto the bed, took the initiative to press Hawthorne under her body, glanced at An Nuo provocatively, and there was a hint of mockery in her smile.

Since that night, after returning from the boat, Heidi told them everything about Anno. They had also heard that once she fell asleep, she would sleep so soundly that even an earthquake could not wake her up.

However, they never had the courage to try whether she could really wake up.

But now, since Heidi has conducted a real experiment and confirmed that Anno will not wake up, the witches have become bolder and want to try the most exciting way of playing, that is, to be next to her, in front of her, and to enjoy bliss with Hawthorne!

Cuibis then unbuttoned her nun's uniform, revealing her jade-like breasts that were just big enough to be held in one hand. She took the initiative to reach out and hold Hawthorne's hand, guiding his palm to climb onto her chest, looking charmingly and gently opening her red lips: "I thought you two were going to chat for a while longer."

Hawthorne smiled and shook his head. Although he didn't know her plan for tonight, he already knew through the system map that there was a witch hiding under his bed: "No, An Nuo's schedule is very regular. After being satisfied, she will fall asleep quickly and won't be awake for long."

As he spoke, he exerted a little force with his palm, feeling her petite and soft body that could be held in one hand, and felt the wonderful feeling in his hand.

After realizing that Annuo would not wake up, he gradually became bolder. He no longer worried that she might suddenly wake up and began to acquiesce to the nuns' various bold games and attempts.

Just like now, he is becoming more and more daring to try this exciting behavior.

Cuibisi did not delay any further. After listening under the bed for so long, she could no longer hold back and teased herself with her fingers for a long time.

So now, her body has been fully moistened, and the honey lips at the entrance of the garden are slightly opening and closing, as if a hungry person is craving for food.

She sat on Hawthorne's waist, raised her body slightly, straightened his weapon, and then sat down slowly -

"Oh--"

Her thin lips slightly opened, and she let out a sigh-like moan. Even though she had been penetrated countless times by Hawthorne's weapon, every time she tried again, this amazing length would become the biggest obstacle to full penetration.

Every time she went in a little further, the resistance she felt would become stronger, and at the same time, the wonderful pleasure would also become stronger.

Her tightly closed passage was stretched open by the huge thing, and her whole body began to tremble with pleasure, but Hawthorne's weapon still hadn't entered half of it.

"Um--"

Finally, she gritted her teeth, exerted all her strength, and let out a sobbing whine from her throat, and only then did she completely swallow the last part of his weapon into her body.

"what……"

Hawthorne also let out a sigh of extreme comfort from his throat. No matter how many times he had experienced it, the tightness of the witches would always be the biggest test of his willpower.

Especially like now, with the weapon squeezed into the deepest part of his body, the feeling of being squeezed, if his willpower relaxes a little, he will inevitably surrender!

Chapter 664: Kasha accidentally enters the night party (Part )

Hawthorne gently kneaded Cuibisi's tender breasts, feeling the delicate touch with his fingertips, with a smile on his lips. Cuibisi also smiled and looked at him, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Master~" she called softly, "Do you feel that I have become... a little bigger?"

She was referring to her breasts. Even though she was tall, with a slim waist and perky butt, once she stood next to Heidi, the difference in breast size always made her feel that her charm was overshadowed. Then she felt extremely insecure and did not dare to compete with her for her position in Hawthorne's eyes.

She has been working hard for this, trying desperately to find strategies and methods to enlarge her breasts, but everything seems to have little effect.

Hawthorne grabbed and kneaded her breasts. To be honest, he felt that Cuibisi had not changed much, because the feel was familiar everywhere.

However, facing her expectant gaze, he finally couldn't bear to tell the truth, nodded, and comforted her: "The feeling, the touch has improved."

etc.

Although there was no direct answer, this sentence was enough to encourage Cuibisi. Her eyes gradually became excited, and her waist began to sway back and forth slowly: "I knew that hard work would pay off."

"Wait, Master. Sooner or later, I will become like my elder sister Celine, hmm..."

She spoke ambitiously while keeping her upper body still to facilitate Hawthorne's kneading. Only her small waist and hips swayed back and forth skillfully and flexibly.

So Hawthorne didn't have to thrust his hips in and out to feel the pressure on his weapon changing in a constant and regular manner, and the resulting wonderful pleasure came over his mind like waves, one after another.

But the effect was not one-sided. Cuibisi's tight flesh was squeezed open, and the inner wall of her passage was covered with folds of nerves, all of which were rubbing back and forth with Hawthorne's weapon.

The tingling pleasure soon spread throughout the body. The witch's eyes gradually became blurred and her white jade-like cheeks turned red. It was obvious that she was about to reach ecstasy.

She lowered her head, grasped Hawthorne's wrist, guided it upwards, then extended her forked tongue and gently licked his fingertips, then moved all the way down and kissed his palm.

She looked at him with seductive eyes, longingly, like a hungry poisonous snake, hoping to be satisfied.

"call……"

Hawthorne also began to respond to her movements, his waist began to move slightly to meet her swaying, so that she could get more pleasure. The two people's movements became more and more intense, driving the soft big bed to shake, and the bed feet made a slight creaking sound, as if accompanying their lovemaking.

Next to Hawthorne, An Nuo suddenly turned over, so now she was facing the two of them. But this time he had no intention of stopping and continued to respond to Cui Bisi's actions.

He was familiar with her body, knew her condition, and knew that this was the critical moment. With just a little more effort, he could make her reach the peak of pleasure.

"what……"

Suddenly, the poisonous witch moaned softly, then leaned down weakly and lay on him. Hawthorne felt the heat in her body and knew that she had come. Just as he was about to end her first wave of pleasure with a fierce kiss back, he saw the witch suddenly turned her head and kissed Annuo on the lips.

Annuo was murmuring unconsciously in his sleep, as if responding to her kiss. Cuibisi's body was shaking wildly, and Hawthorne could feel that every inch of her muscle was tense with excitement, clamping his weapon tightly, so that he could also satisfy it.

He looked at the witch with a little surprise. He didn't expect that having sex with her in front of An Nuo - even though the latter was already asleep - would make her so excited.

After a long time, Cuibisi finally regained her sanity after her excitement. She left Annuo's lips, then lay in Hawthorne's arms and said lazily, "Master, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"I really don't know what An Nuo's expression will be when she sees you partying with us..."

She said this with a bit of wicked humor, imagining An Nuo's expression at that time. Hawthorne pinched her little butt and said, "It's not the right time yet. It's too early for her to accept all this now."

Cuibisi closed her eyes, then pouted her lips, a little dissatisfied: "There's nothing I can do about it, I'm just jealous of her."

"She can go out with you every time, just like this time, she will be away for half a year. And during this half year, we can't do it with you, Master..."

Her voice sounded a little aggrieved. Hawthorne stroked her hair gently and sighed, "I'm sorry, Cuibis."

As he spoke, he hugged her tightly and said, "There is still a lot of time. We want to be together for a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years."

"But our current strength is still too weak. In order to achieve this goal, we have to endure this temporary separation."

He said this with a slightly guilty tone, and Cuibisi then leaned forward and kissed him gently on the cheek: "I hope everything goes well this time, Master."

Hawthorne stroked her soft body and suddenly said, "Since you are not going with me this time, why don't we have some fun before we leave."

Cuibisi's eyes lit up: "Master, what do you mean?"

"Let's go to Heidi's room," Hawthorne said. He stood up, wrapped himself in a bath towel, covered Annuo with a blanket, and walked out with Cuibisi. "Then call Jutta, Die, Andrei, and all the witches who didn't want to go."

"Starting today until the day we set off, we will come here every day!"

As he said this, Tribis wrapped herself in her clothes, her eyes shining: "Okay, Andre, did you hear me? Go and tell them to go to Heidi's room!"

A small insect nodded in his ear. Then, the notification message fell into the ears of every witch who did not go to the country of Bharata.

……

At this time, in another room, in the dormitory of the battle sisters.

Lying on her soft big bed, Kassa stared at the ceiling of the room with her big eyes, unable to fall asleep.

On weekdays, her mind is always very pure. She never takes anything to heart. No matter how sad things are, as long as she eats a few bites of delicious food, she can turn them into a full of good mood and then fall asleep contentedly.

However, today, this precocious elf girl finally had something on her mind that kept her awake.

she is thinking

Hawthorne's affairs.

Ever since that day when she was in the sea, in her swimsuit, and received a sudden hug, she felt something awaken in her body.

She was longing for more contact with him, wanting to chat with him, hug him, and especially have skin contact with him to feel his warmth and heat.

However, every time she thought of this, an instinctive fear would grip her heart: she was an elf, and he was a human; she was still young, and his life span was much longer than hers; and most importantly, he already had a lover...

She was instinctively at a loss, so she could only suppress her emotions by escaping.

However, this was not a long-term solution after all. All of this broke out during the day with Hawthorne's questioning, and it also caused the elf girl to suffer from insomnia for the first time in her life.

What should I do in the future?

She was not sure, and her eyes were full of confusion.

"what……"

On the small bed on the other side, a combat nun yawned, then got up from the bed in her pajamas, put on slippers, rubbed her eyes, and walked out.

She subconsciously glanced to the side and noticed that Kassa was still awake, with her eyes wide open, as if she was still in strong spirit.

Suddenly, the battle nun also perked up: "Instructor, you haven't slept yet?"

Kasha curled her lips: "I can't sleep."

"What's wrong? Did you have a stomachache?" The nun looked at her.

Kasa turned her head away: "No."