Witch Monastery

"About a week ago, he did a lot of things here, helping us successfully change our job to become priests in the field of life, and also gave us some guidance on our practice." The nun said, "He is in the study now. If you want to look for him, he should not have left yet."

After saying that, the nun turned and left to do her own thing. Adele glanced at Willow, and many indescribable emotions emerged in her heart again, just like when she was a child, she suddenly got her favorite candy.

Could this be the mother's mood when she heard Hawthorne?

For a moment, Adele couldn't help feeling a little jealous.

Regardless of her daughter's current mood, Willow did not delay and immediately walked towards the study. Adele followed subconsciously, and the mother and daughter walked to the door together. Willow stretched out her hand and knocked gently. Then, a sound of footsteps sounded and stopped at the door.

The study door was opened, and Hawthorne's tall figure appeared in their sight. He had a warm smile on his face, and nodded gently to the mother and daughter: "Long time no see, Ms. Willow, Miss Adele."

Suddenly, Adele felt a strong sense of joy rising in her heart for no reason, and even an impulse arose in her heart, and she couldn't help but throw herself into his arms.

"Long time no see." Willow smiled brightly, and then, as if she had thought of something, she turned around and said to Adele, "Adele, go find Miss Nidalee first and ask her what happened in Anshan Town recently and what needs your magic to solve."

"Mom and Father Hawthorne are here and have some business to take care of."

Adele was stunned.

No, Mom, it’s not dark yet!

What are you trying to do that makes you want to get me out of here so quickly?

Her heart was trembling, and she pursed her lips slightly. In the moment she was stunned, Hawthorne reached out, covered Willow's back, and led her to the study. Then he whispered to Adele, "Go to the other study. Nidalee is waiting for you there. We will go there together later."

After saying that, he gently closed the door, leaving Adele standing outside alone.

Adele came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and was about to kick the door open, saying loudly that she would not leave. But then, she felt a strong strange sensation in her mouth, as if something soft was touching her lips, prying open her teeth, and then a hot and flexible thing was inserted into her mouth, licking and sucking her little tongue.

She quickly reached out and covered her mouth, trying to suppress the strange feeling.

She knew very well that this feeling did not come from her own body, but from the connection of soul, it was the experience of her mother!

Mother, kissing Hawthorne!

Chapter 811: The Experience of Different Bodies but the Same Heart (Part )

Adele covered her mouth, feeling ashamed and angry. However, as the feeling of lips and teeth entangled in the void became more intense, her foot that was trying to kick the door became weak and no longer powerful.

However, this was just the beginning, and then she suddenly covered her chest.

She could feel a large, hot hand reaching into her druid robe and massaging her breasts from bottom to top!

There was a tingling sensation on her nipples, as if something was pinching the pink cherries that had never been touched by anyone. Adele frowned, her face a little bitter, and she looked at the study door in front of her.

Even though there was a door blocking her view, based on these experiences, she was able to guess what was happening in the room.

Hawthorne, was kneading his mother's breasts and pinching her nipples!

At this moment, in the study, the scene was just as Adele had imagined. Willow's green leaf robe had been scattered like fallen leaves on the ground, and she was standing in the room completely naked.

She raised her head, closed her eyes, and kissed Hawthorne deeply, while Hawthorne's big hand was grabbing and kneading her breasts hard, and his fingertips were still teasing her.

A natural desire burned in her body, and she couldn't wait to be pampered by him.

After a while, their lips parted, but Hawthorne's lips did not leave her body. Instead, they moved down along her face and neck, kissing her snow-white neck and delicate collarbone, and then moved up along the snow-white breasts, taking the already engorged bright red cherry into his mouth and began to suck.

The warm and sweet goat milk flowed into his mouth, stimulating his taste buds and making him feel extremely satisfied.

"what……"

Outside the door, Adele covered her other breast, her face flushed, and she gasped. Even though her breasts were not big and she had not yet started to produce milk, at this moment, she could feel as if something was flowing out of her breasts.

Mother, feeding Hawthorne...

She bit her lower lip, enduring this strange feeling, but still couldn't help gasping. The nipple that seemed to be flowing with milk felt tingling and numb. It was a joyful experience she had never had before, and she couldn't resist it at all even though she was still a virgin!

She was not even like Nidalee, who had already had a wealth of experience in comforting herself before giving her body to Hawthorne. As a druid, she was immersed in

A simple girl in cultivation, she had never even touched herself with her fingers before!

So at this moment, what was originally just a very small stimulation was so strong and unbearable for her!

"what--!"

Suddenly, she couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and then clamped her legs together. She suddenly felt something touching her lower body, teasing the most sensitive part of her lower body!

"you……"

She closed her eyes and wailed in embarrassment. Her tightly clamped thighs trembled slightly and were already wet in between.

She really couldn't stop it, after all, her opponent's skills were so sophisticated.

In the room, Hawthorne also placed his hand between Willow's snowy thighs, and inserted his middle finger into her tight secret garden, teasing her most sensitive part.

Willow's body had also been hungry for about half a year. She usually just used druid magic to suppress it, so at this moment, a little teasing would cause it to flood.

"Hawthorne..."

Willow's face flushed, her eyes were blurred, and her drooping sheep ears also turned red, showing her excitement at the moment: "Give it to me..."

As she spoke, she reached out, unbuckled his belt, took out the thick and hot thing, and gently stroked the tip with her small hand.

Hawthorne did not delay, and knew that her body was ready and did not need more foreplay, so he reached out and lifted one of her thighs, exposing the pink garden entrance in the middle completely. Then he aimed his weapon there and penetrated it with all his strength.

"what--!"

Inside and outside the room, separated by a wall, the mother and daughter both moaned charmingly. The difference was that Willow in the room leaned all over Hawthorne, using his strong and hot body as support, while Adele outside the room collapsed on the cold floor as her body softened.

She leaned against the wall next to the study door, her face flushed and her body trembling slightly. Even though nothing had entered her body, the connection with her mother made her feel as if a huge thing, almost as thick as her wrist, had squeezed open the most private and mysterious part of her body.

Not only did that thing fill up her tight passage, but its edges and corners also rubbed the fragile nerves in every inch of her body, constantly generating signals of pleasure, which went up along her spine and hit her head.

As God is my witness, she is still a girl who has never experienced any love between men and women, but today, for the first time, she has to experience such a strong mental shock.

"what……"

She whimpered and cried out helplessly, and could feel the giant thing slowly withdrawing, and then suddenly squeezing in again. The pleasure brought by the friction in and out made her forehead sweat, and she couldn't help but let out another moan.

She didn't even have the strength to walk, so she collapsed at the door. Her mind was blank, and she felt the huge monster attacking her again and again.

It turns out that this is the feeling my mother experiences every time...

No wonder... So that's how it is... But this is really... No way... Ah——

Many strange thoughts popped up in her mind intermittently, but they were quickly interrupted, and pleasant sounds came out of her throat uncontrollably.

She panted softly, and her soft body couldn't help trembling. Even though Willow in the room hadn't left yet, her body suddenly tensed up, and a warm current flowed through her body. She actually reached the peak of pleasure first.

In the room, Willow closed her eyes, raised one of her beautiful legs high, and met Hawthorne's impact in a standing position. The crackling sound of the collision of flesh was audible, and the juice brought out made her entire garden and the surrounding area wet and muddy.

She moaned softly, her rosy lips glistening with moisture, her originally fair and delicate cheeks and jade-like neck were now flushed, her huge breasts stood proudly, her bright red buds were erected with blood, swaying up and down with Hawthorne's impact.

She was still enjoying the feeling of the huge thing constantly squeezing her flesh, and happiness was accumulating in her body. However, for some reason, a great joy suddenly emerged in her body.

She couldn't help but shudder, and then she reached the peak, letting a hot stream flow slowly down Hawthorne's weapon.

Hawthorne opened his eyes and was surprised that she came so quickly, but he was not too surprised. He just thought that maybe the woman had been holding it in for too long, so she couldn't help but release it at the beginning.

With a smile on his lips, he stopped, stretched out his finger, gently scratched her nose, then held her in his arms, giving her the warmth she needed afterwards.

Outside the room, Adele was still limp on the ground, barely breathing, but a look of relief could not help but emerge in her beautiful eyes.

it is finally over……

It was only a few minutes, but to her, it felt like a year, yet only a second. The huge sense of shame challenged her self-esteem, but the great pleasure she had just experienced made her unable to help but recall it.

People cannot covet something they do not know or understand until they have tried it for the first time.

No, I can't dwell on this.

Got to leave quickly...

Adele gasped for air and felt herself gradually regaining some strength.

Then he stood up and tried to leave.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt someone hugging her from behind. A pair of large and soft things pressed against her back.

Wait, there's a third person in the study? !

She thought with horror, and then she felt four pairs of hands moving up and down her body: one pair was huge and hot, obviously Hawthorne's hands; the other pair was small and slippery, coming from an unknown third person!

Chapter 812: The Experience of Different Bodies but the Same Heart (Part )

who is it? !

Adele was not sure, but she felt something huge, thick, covered with bumps and bulges, but with warm, slippery mucus, climbing up her thighs, circling her perky little buttocks twice, and finally reaching into the center of her buttocks, finding the pink back door, and slowly drilling into it.

No, absolutely not there!

Adele was horrified and subconsciously covered her buttocks, but there was nothing there. All the experiences came from her spiritual connection with Willow. In fact, there was such a huge thing that was violating her mother!

Of course, there was another person in the room at this time, and that was Heidi, who came to Anshan Town with Hawthorne to handle various financial tasks and mobilize working capital.

Of course, in addition to this, he also has to help him deal with these girls.

At this time, the witch had already undressed her nun's clothes, leaving only a black nun's hat on her head. She was hugging Willow's delicate body from behind, kissing her cheek, and pressing her full breasts against her back, her hands wandering over her body, teasing her desires.

And below her, in the diffuse black mist, there was a thick dark green tentacle, slowly climbing up Willow's plump and greasy buttocks, rubbing her mysterious butt crack, and finally found the dark red and dry back door, slowly squeezing in, squeezing in——

"oh oh--!"

Willow panted, turned her head back, and kissed Heidi's lips back. Her plump thighs subconsciously spread to the sides, as if by doing so, she could open her back door wider, so that she could accommodate a thicker tentacle and enter her body!

Hawthorne was in front, lowering his head and continuing to suck her milk. He waited for a while, waiting for Heidi to completely fill the thick tentacles inside, then he stroked Willow's wet lips, straightened his weapon, and penetrated it again -

"what--"

Willow let out another extremely beautiful moan, the feeling of being attacked from both sides almost made her soul fly directly to the sky. She happily wrapped her plump thighs around Hawthorne's waist, and hugged his arms with both arms, trying to meet his impact in a more energy-saving posture.

Hawthorne was not stingy either. He put his arms around Heidi's back and held the half-goat man tightly in the middle. His toned waist began to move, and his thick and ferocious weapon was like an engine running at full power, continuously thrusting into the deepest part of her body, creating countless crisp splashes of water.

Outside the study, Adele had collapsed on the ground again, sweat on her forehead and trembling all over. Her lower body was also constantly secreting the fluid of desire, which had already wet the small area of ​​the ground.

However, she knew that she could not linger here any longer. She was lucky that she had not been discovered just now, but it was not yet late at night and there were still nuns active here. If she continued to stay here, sooner or later she would be discovered.

Her body was trembling, and she used her willpower to suppress the strangeness and pleasure coming from both parts of her lower body. She stretched out her hand, and almost crawled away from the door of Hawthorne's study, crawling towards her own rest room, leaving a winding wet mark on the ground.

After a long, long time.

Inside the room, the wanton lovemaking finally came to an end. Hawthorne sat on a large chair in the study, hugging Willow's naked body, one hand still covering her plump breasts, kneading them gently with his five fingers, looking very satisfied.

Willow leaned on his chest, her face flushed, her eyes like water, her red lips slightly parted, and she was breathing softly. It was obvious that she had also received great satisfaction and was now savoring the happiness he had just brought her.

Beside her, Heidi was also clinging to Willow's delicate body from behind, quietly accompanying the two of them. She had not been favored by Hawthorne just now, and now she still had plenty of energy, so she was quietly waiting for Hawthorne to give the next order.

After a long while, seeing that she had almost recovered, Huo Sang asked softly, "Is your practice going well?"

Willow blinked her eyes, which were as gentle as water and had long eyelashes, and said softly, "It's going pretty well. To be more precise, in the past year, Adele and I have made rapid progress in our spellcasting abilities."

"Adele has already mastered the sixth-level spells, and at this rate, I should be able to cast sixth-level spells by next year."

Hawthorne smiled and fiddled with the buds on the top of her breasts with his fingers, as if he was unconsciously fiddling with his toys. "Congratulations, Willow."

After a pause, he continued, "However, I heard from Nidalee that you have been touching the Feywild recently?"

"Why, did something happen in that world? Or do you plan to return to your hometown?"

The satyrs are a species of goatmen that originated in the Feywild.

Due to some unforeseen circumstances, they were stranded in the material world. But after all, the blood of the Feywild still flows in their bodies, so it is normal for them to want to go back.

However, if this were the case, it would be very likely that this group of half-goats who worship nature would decide to stay in that fairy-tale-like, sincere and pure world and not return to the material world - and if that were the case, Hawthorne would naturally be very reluctant to leave.

Hearing this, Willow shook her head slightly: "That's not the case, Hawthorne. Well, this is also a phenomenon that usually occurs to us druids after we master the high-level spellcasting ability."

"The natural environment of the Feywild is the most perfect, so when we practice natural magic, we will inevitably refer to that world."

"As a result, we will dream about some of the scenes in that world, some of the laws and phenomena of energy flow, and then if we copy them according to that world, we can quickly improve our spellcasting ability."

She explained this to reassure Hawthorne: "This is also the reason why my spellcasting ability has improved rapidly over the past year. In fact, Adele began to dream about the Feywild frequently two or three years ago, but at that time no one was able to communicate with her about this, so she didn't tell anyone."

Hawthorne nodded slightly: "I see, I thought you were planning to move."

As he said this, he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead: "I can't bear to do that."

Willow smiled: "How is that possible? We are already creatures in the material world. How can we migrate to the Feywild? It is a paradise for fairies, not suitable for creatures like us to live in."

Hawthorne nodded, and then asked: "Oh, yes, if you say so, then will Nidalee also be able to dream of that world in the future?"

As he said this, an idea suddenly occurred to him: "So, you reminded me, Willow, that Nidalee's father is an archdruid, but she seems to know nothing about contacting the Feywild..."

Willow was startled, then said uncertainly: "Then... I don't know. It may be because of the blood of the half-goat people... I will contact the Archdruid later and ask him if he has established any connection with the Feywild."

Hawthorne nodded, not caring about Nidalee's future for the time being. "There's one more thing, Willow. Nidalee told me that when you and Adele were together, she felt like she was in her own world, detached from society. Is this also the result of your high level of druid practice?"

Willow explained: "That's not the case. It's just that Adele is communicating with me."