As I kissed Assam, something warm was flowing from the tip of my tangled tongue.

"Nh! Ah... magic, power?

"Ah, can you feel the magic inside you? If you find it, try moving it the same way. Let's start with my hands... no, from the tip of my tongue."

"Nnha, ahh...."

Assam is wrapping his tongue around his heart with magic. Magic is flowing at the tip of my tongue, but I can't concentrate on how to apply it.

"Ah! ahhh wait... it's painful!

Blue eyes dyed with lust are staring at us with a twitching sound.

"Kh! I'm sorry. Just stay a little longer."

I was hugged and buried in my shoulder, and I was distressed and distressed. Assam's male, who touched his knees, had already risen hard and was wet before he wanted to wear it.

"Assam, what do you say?

"Nh!! No, I can't stop him on the way. Zhu Zhu, have you found the magic?

Ah, yeah.

"Collect it in your hand. Can you give it to me?

"Can I flush it on my back?

Ah.

"Okay."

I realized the magic in me early on. Every day Assam poured magic into me. I understood it quite naturally when I touched it. I think it can be operated.

Slowly draw warm magic from the magic source and gather it in your hand to flow it to Assam. Repeating it several times made it smooth.

Soon, Assam's lust will calm down. When Assam, who seemed a little embarrassed, stroked his head with cuteness, he turned to his side. When he laughed and looked cute again, Assam turned to us with a bitter smile.

"Don't laugh so much."

"Yeah, it's cute. I like Assam."

"I wonder if you should be happy."

I laughed again at the dissatisfaction of my age.