Keith was taken from the dining room to a strange room by Sasha.
Apparently, it's a room like a luggage dump, but for that, it's too clean inside.
There was a small couch between the tidy luggage on it, and there were signs that people were using it.
"Um, what about this room?
"Sometimes I use it for breaks... when a few of us want to talk. It's a secret, isn't it?
"Oh, skip room," I convinced Della, who arrived with me.
Behind Della, who explained it to me, Berna was also arriving, and I kind of feel horny when I'm putting her in a room like this with three beautiful women.
Sasha, who doesn't seem to care about anything like that, quickly sat on the couch,
"Master Magic! Come on, come on! Your break is over!"
He jumps a little and prompts me as I rock the twin tails.
"Yes, yes," replied Keith, retrieving a set of ear cleaning tools he had brought from the room and sitting on the couch.
"Ahhh, knee pillows or something"
Are you all right, sir? Before I tried to ask, Sasha put her head on Keith's thigh.
I smile with anticipation when I look up on the side, and I feel like I have a daughter who looks like this when I do something horny.
Keith started with a massage, as he had done to Nia, as he was about to get an erection without thinking of the feel of his head and the smell of drifting.
Of course, don't forget to speak up properly before you do.
"Then you touch your ears. Tell me if you don't like it or if it makes you sick."
"Ha ha. Ok ~"
Keith touched Sasha in the ear, thinking it was only a light nori, and started rubbing slowly.
As he moves his fingers from the pointed tip towards the side of his face and touches the ear beads at the base,
"Kufu, you have to! It tickles me, my wizard."
Rounding her body, Sasha laughed out. Apparently, rubbing is not for Sasha.
Keith decided to rub his earholes quickly with a cotton swab when he apologized "sorry" because he just wanted to tickle and didn't seem comfortable.
Serve with gauze to widen the end of the ear slightly. Staring inside with magic light, there was no dirt on it.
It was an ear I could tell I liked to clean my ears and I guess I do it well myself.
Convinced that's why he wanted him to do it, Keith begins to float dirt through his ear canal with the tip of a cotton swab.
Keith focused on blaming it there because some places are beautiful but still hard to understand or reach to do it on their own.
Sasha whispered, "Ah," when a cotton swab touched a spot she wouldn't always touch herself.
Keith rubbed the position moderately with a cotton swab when he realized in his voice that he still didn't feel comfortable around here.
"Ugh... Mm-hmm, ahh"
Does it feel good? Keith kept rubbing his cotton swab as he stroked the edge of his ear, the pointed area, to Sasha, who reacted to the piqun piqun and his body.
Mixed with a dull feeling and a good feeling, Sasha leaked her breath out of her mouth and touched Keith's thigh.
(Yaba...... seriously, I think I'm gonna get an erection)
With a cold sweat Keith stopped the cotton swab and lifted his ear.
"Well, then you go ear to ear. Please tell me if it hurts."
"Ha ha. Understand ~ su"
As always, the reply is mild, but the voice had a mixture of sweet exhales. I guess I'm pompous about my comfort.
Keith starts with an earlobe with a tip massage, from which he takes the tip into the ear canal to lift the floating dirt to a crisp scratch.
Sasha reacted just like Nia to the feeling of her ear hitting where she continued to be lightly irritated with a cotton swab.
"Ah!...... hmmm! Ah, madu... shissa, wow, kimochi no... hioo"
Sasha pressed Keith's thigh against her face with a moist face, feeling as she leaked her voice that she also thought when she was Nia but would not be the voice of ear cleaning.
Feeling the soft cheek feel, his ears as he heard his voice nearly rampaged Keith a little.
I calmed my heart and concentrated on cleaning with my ear, saying that I couldn't do it now, and crunched it with my tip where I would feel if I was done here.
"Amen! Oh, there, oh... wow, that's good... haha"
In fact, I can imagine that even when you have sex, maybe you can honestly report it this way and make a guy blame you for a nice place.
Keith finished cleaning one ear, thinking he wouldn't have asked me to clean his ears if I hadn't let him serve as much as possible.
Moving her body and blaming the opposite in the same way, Sasha scratches up the back face side with an ear that seems weaker than she expected.
"Yikes! Oh, there... you can't because you're freaking out... you can't, Mage."
Speak sweet and obstinate. I also feel this indicates that when you have actual sex, if you are blamed for a really weak spot, you will be weak.
I tell you, this is all Keith's imagination and delusion. Don't confuse ear cleaning with sex.
But Keith, staring at the weak spot, blamed Sasha's there with care to never scratch it.
The feeling of the itchiest spot being scratched with Keith's handmade ear drips from Sasha's mouth and pulls strength out of her body.
"Oh, ah... no, um... no, no, no, no, no!
Stuffed, the words of resistance came out in his mouth, but his body remained intact. Sasha was relieved to be purified and coveted in his ears.
Finally, when you put the cream to sleep upwards and apply it to your ears,
"Bye... no, this is... this is so awesome"
I want you to say it on the bed. I got up off the couch with the dialogue in my mouth and weakness.
Della tries to lend a hand to Flirting Sasha, but that gaze is right for Keith.
I thought you wanted me to. When Keith called out,
"Wah, me!? I'm fine! Really... yeah, Berna, why don't you do it?
I point the spear at Berna in the light, but Berna said, "No, I'm fine too," and indicated the rejection in one word.
Well, I guess so. You can do it whenever you want. You don't have to bother doing things that are going to wear out in a place like this.
Della says, "Well, yeah, me neither," but the face is intriguing, no matter what.
Keith grabbed Della's hand lightly as he stood up that this type might as well make him a little more forceful.
"Look, don't hesitate to come here. It's okay, 'cause it doesn't hurt."
"That's not the problem! Ah... you know, I really... ah"
Keith knee-pillowed Della with a towel on her thigh that Sasha called in with metastatic magic because of Sasha's saliva.
to Della, who turns bright red and still tries to say a lot. Keith is
"Please don't move, because it's dangerous"
That's what I said and started rubbing my ears slowly.
"Oh, yeah, ah... duh, duh"
Della didn't want to tickle her to rub as much as Sasha did, but she was stiff to the tension for that matter.
If we don't do something about this first, Keith rubbed Sakuho's ears loose and spoke gently as he stimulated his bumps.
"No, I've always wanted to thank Della for making me coffee."
"Oh, I can't believe I'm here... don't come at me... Hmm"
"I can't do anything but magic about a magician, so at least this is it. Let me. Please."
When she strokes the edges of her ears to caress her labia and the ear beads to caress her clit, Della's ears light up bright red.
Keith whispers, "Please," with a snug touch and voice again. Then Della came to keep herself without saying anything. The face is red like a red cap hat.
Rubbing Della's pointy ears loose with her fingers on both hands, Keith massaged them until they popped, pressing her pharmacopoeia inside to the touch.
Reflecting that it was fun to react to my body picnicely and that I was too considerate of the massage, I was slowly caught with the newly removed cotton swab.
Della raised an adorable voice when a cotton swab entered her ear, which had already been relaxed and sensitized with a massage.
"Shh, shh... shh, shh... uhh"
It looked boyish. Besides, for a woman, that voice was so high and cute that she couldn't imagine it coming from a husky voice.
It's the kind of voice that I imagine would excite a man with a voice like this if he was vulnerable to pushing and blaming even in bed.
(Now if you like serving or something, it would be perfect...... do it and your penis will)
Just a few centimeters away from Della's head, Keith's meat stick got erected in a vacuum.
If it was just Sasha and Della, I might have been able to stand it, but I couldn't do it if it was two in a row.
Keith rubs up inside Sasha's ear canal with a cotton swab, careful not to touch it.
Sasha was somewhat dirty compared to the two before, but she is still beautiful. Besides, I hope this is worth it. Keith wore it inside while spinning the cotton swab.
The cotton swab that goes around floats dirt and increases the muzzle in the itchy spot. Della stiffened herself when she thought she would be scratched there with her ear.
Keith, who finished the cotton swab and lifted his ear, called out before
"Don't be so nervous, it won't hurt. I promise."
Softly appended his ear to Della's pointy ear edge after he made an uninterrupted and obscene voice depending on what he heard.
The feel of rubbing massage in the ear for the first time, and the hard tip area that gradually breaks in.
It is only through my ears that I lift the dirt that has risen, and I take away the dirt. Scratch the area that would itch at the same time with a tip of dust and earring.
"Damn! Hin!!... Mm-hmm... madu, shisa well... ahhh!!
I want you to scratch more because I'm sure it itches, but I'm so ashamed that my body freaks out sensitively.
Della grabbed Keith's thigh hard as she withstood the irritation with tears.
(I'm sure hugs and holds are stronger even when you have sex!!
Don't tie everything that way. Isn't he even semen out of the synapse?
When Keith, who finished one ear in such a way, says the opposite,
"Also, that's enough... that's enough... this way"
You know you're more sensitive on the other side. It was Della who almost sued Keith with her moist eyes.
But Keith's "no" word moves his body, and he starts getting his ears slammed over you.
Sasha sat on the box looking at Della freaking out her stuffy voice and body,
"... I think you have more power than me. What do you think, Berna? Hmm? Berna?
Berna, who kept her mouth shut, turned to Sasha and said, "I'm sorry, what?," he muttered.
"Mm-hmm, anything... do you want Berna to do it too?
He didn't hear the last word. Berna was staring at Della and Keith without saying anything again.
No one noticed that the hand was squeezing the apron.
Without realizing that was happening around him, Keith finished cleaning Della's ears.
By the time I applied the cream, Della was just a little crying and her breath was slightly ha-ha-ha and rough. Whatever it is, it is post facto.
"It's over, good job"
Keith stroked her head with a bitter smile to Della, who couldn't move her head from her knee pillow for a while when she spoke.
Even that embarrassed Della when she forced herself up, she lowered her head with a red face and took Sasha and Berna out of the room.
When Sasha left the room,
"Master Magic, now I'm as serious as Della! Yakuzoku ~"
I say and leave. Dropping that off, from the hallway, Della said to Sasha, "Because it's Sasha's fault!" I heard him angry.
Keith couldn't move off the spot for a while until his erection healed.
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When he returns to his room, Keith takes care of his earring and then puts it back in the box.
Keith is so dedicated, but he rarely actually cleans his ears himself.
Because when I started living with Lou, when I was cleaning my ears with a pointy ear, Lou jumped on it because of his cat habit.
Keith, who had a major accident and had a magician for pitiful reasons, never cleaned his own ears after that. Because I'm scared.
That's why I've never even tried the earrings I made in the corners myself.
A man with a vain hobby who says he'll be content just to make sure he feels good about you to someone else every time. That was Keith.
That's how I do my earrings today, do a little muscle treading, then get in bed early.
It was only eight o'clock ago, but I was tired of a series of streams since the night came.
I put it to sleep as soon as I got into bed for that reason, but Lou walked out the window complaining about Keith darkening the room because he still wanted to be awake.
How long would you have slept that way, don't even dream about it. When you're asleep, the door suddenly bats! and made a noise and opened it.
"Higi!? Oh, huh? What, what!? Huh? Huh?
When I checked around with my sleeping eyes, Aisha stood there who could follow Berna.
Berna closes the door to Aisha entering the room and activates the silencing magic prop. Without making sure of that either, Aisha stuffed up to Keith, who was getting her upper body up on the bed.
"Koala!! Keith! What the hell are you doing?!
"Uh, heh, yeah? What, what is it, Aisha? What? It's frightening!?
"Don't fall in love with this!! I hear you did some ear cleaning on Sasha and Della!! I did some ear cleaning and dictated, didn't I?! What are you going to do with more women!! Even in Harlem!! Kisa well!!
For some reason, that one is being found out. Besides, it's crooked and passed on.
Serious misconceptions, but so far so many places of work have given it a true flavor.
"Just because I admitted to you about Nia, keep up the good work... did you think I would allow you to cheat any more!? What about this!!
"Chi! Cover me!! Gyu... Aisha, my neck is tight... Gyu Ji no"
Keith, who grabbed the collar of his shirt and gasped for bitterness, asked Berna for help, but only today was the samurai pet pointing at her pussy.
There is no help. The situation sucks. Keith survived and managed to squeeze out words desperately to solve Aisha's misunderstanding.