The sound of repeated breathing at the same intervals was echoing in the room.
Lou couldn't help but stare at the smell of the indoors as the sweat was starting to cage.
"My husband, I'm working really hard today."
Keith replied, repeatedly exercising his abs on the cat holding his nose and asking.
"Oh! Ha! Today!! How could you!! This way!! One...... Grr!! Yikes!!"
Keith finished his abdominal exercises, flattering his face as he continued to prescribe a number of times, even if he felt the pain.
As soon as I laid on my back with a sweaty face, I breathed, and this time I began to lay down my arms.
"Are you thinking of something bad again? That's what you look like."
"What a face!! Grr!! Hey!! This!! You already!! Annoying...... Phew!! Duh!!
It's already the third set, so the biceps and biceps shudder pullly and slow down.
with a stuffy face in pain. Still, Keith squeezes his full strength, lifts his body and sinks again.
You can't trust Lou at all when he tells you it's for your own good.
"I wish I could use that hard-working part for another part... it's fucked."
That's how I grumbled and walked out the window to escape the sweaty room.
Keith, who still encourages the one-man muscle tread in the room where the cat is gone, now began to build his spine.
"I can!! Now... now!! Ouch!!
The roar of fools echoed in the room.
Then a few hours later, there was a shadow walking in large strands down the hallway in the palace towards the living quarters.
A brown woman who lowers her rapier to her military uniform and rocks her silver hair with the sound of cutlets and military shoes. It is Aisha.
Aisha goes down the hallway somewhere prickly and angry, squeaking a bump and a novel from its mouth.
"Totally...... I told you not to be as messy as that! Damn it!!
The novel was meant for Nia and Berna.
I've been on a mission since this morning, and in the meantime, I thought I'd talk to you two about finding Liz on the matter.
"Oh, you know, Aisha... that's the thing"
"... I don't think I have to explore it anymore"
"... to?
Aisha looked dumb when she said that.
That would be the case, too. Until yesterday, this was what happened when the two of us tried to force ourselves to hear from the cat we wanted to talk about overnight. I can't help but be confused.
Why are you two in such a hurry with Aisha?
"If Master Keith says you're my sister, I think it's true! You're a bad boy to suspect, aren't you? You can't have a bad kid! You have to be a good boy! Yeah."
"Yes, because your husband is not a liar...... you have to believe him"
A lightning bolt ran inside Aisha to the two unmistakable words and understood everything.
Fucking soft... these two definitely got all kinds of soft on Keith yesterday.
That's not how it should be. I told you not to be confused by the lies. These two...
To Purple Trembling Aisha. Nia continued her words to deceive.
"Better than that, I think I have to say I'm sorry to Lou! Something to apologize for..."
"Then I was wondering if you'd like a bed for cats. Mr. Lou is sleeping on a round blanket in your husband's room right now."
"Yeah! That's nice. So, Berna, will you come shopping next time?
"I'm in awe"
"By the way... why are you looking weird this morning?
As the conversation progressed, Aisha, one unconvinced, consolidated her determination to stop him if this happened.
He grabbed his fist, put a blue muscle up on his forehead, and decided to make sure he was guerrilla tonight.
That's why we're headed to Keith's room at the end of the mission.
"Don't take people's advice at all, neither Lady Nia nor Berna! So much so... why is it just the two of us... Berna looks so disgusted for a day... gush"
Aisha sipped the tears that had come to her.
Actually, I think a lot and I'm telling you, that's the biggest problem.
Keith went to Nia and Berna, and all kinds of things went wrong, and the result was delusion. That's good.
Then why didn't you come to me? Why can't I give Keith an excuse? I can't take the cuteness to make you feel soft.
The thought continued to fuel the anger in Aisha.
Even when I was explaining it to the two of them, it was actually Aisha who waited the most for it somewhere in his mind and was sure it might come.
I'm here to make excuses. I'm going to accuse Keith of lying badly and make him apologize.
Or maybe he can blame me for Lou and make himself apologize.
But he was a choro knight who had all sorts of things going on with Keith who came to the corner on the rabbit and even decided he was ready to make up.
Yet only to Nia and Berna. I've been made bare.
I was really uncomfortable with that, and I decided to hit Keith tonight and scold him for all those uncomfortable thoughts.
If this happens, I will definitely ask about Liz and report it to the two of you who have stopped pursuing her already, and I will tell you what I saw. That's all I've decided.
To keep it out of sight, but Aisha, who reached Keith's room with her big crotch, knocked on the door to make sure no one was there.
It's become a bit of a rambling knock, waiting for the door to open as I say "calm down" to myself.
Aisha opened her mouth to complain from the first voice when the door opened after being waited for a moment.
But his mouth hardens in its open form. Because I saw Keith when the door opened and appeared over there.
"Is that it? Aisha. What's the matter, sir?
Keith, who said she was in love, was wiping her naked, wet black hair with a towel in her sleeping pants.
Obviously it felt right after the bath, and Aisha's maiden heart stopped functioning for a moment at that appearance where her body was slightly upbeat.
"Aisha? Are you okay? Aisha ~"
Speaking to Aisha, who solidifies, he managed to reply, "Oh."
"Don't you dare go in there. I can't even talk to you there."
Aisha, who enters the room to be prompted by Keith, who lets her in light, looks at the flicker and its flesh.
Muscles that have started working out and followed me naggingly. I felt that I had come to prefer Aisha's body, but today it tastes different.
Abs, thoracic muscles, brachial muscles, spines, all slightly floating over the skin and uplifting.
Aisha, who is simply pumping up but doesn't know it, was puzzled that her favorite Keith was getting better dressed.
Even though it's a body I've seen and touched and cuddled many times, I'm just thrilled to be beside it.
Aisha, trying to mislead it,
"Hey, what are you thinking!
"To?"
"Get out like that...... wow, something else like good because it's me...... what if it's a maid or something!
"What are you gonna do... no, nothing about my semi-nude"
"Fool!! Oh no... it's cool... I can't believe I let other women see it... ugh"
It didn't get to Keith because the back sounded like a mosquito buzzing from the word cool.
As she leaned down, Aisha noticed herself being quickly disturbed in pace by Keith, who for some reason didn't have a dumb look or a horny face today.
As always, there was nothing in the collapse. That's all we have to stop.
Aisha raised her face, somehow aware of herself already nestled in Keith during surgery, to regain the lead.
"Than that! Let me ask you something about the woman who said Liz!! Master Nia and Berna may have been deluded, but I am... yes... hey, what are you doing"
Aisha, who tried to ask, shrugged when she saw Keith sitting in bed at some point letting the headrest have his back so he could spread his hands.
Keith smiled with a cheerful face at Aisha as she turned a jittery gaze.
"No, Aisha, I thought you were tired at the end of your assignment. So you can sit down."
"Heck, I'm kidding!! I'm here to talk to you seriously! That."
"Serious talk? Then you should sit down because you'll be more tired. Look, Aisha... right?
Spread successful arms, thin muscles floating abs and chest plate. And slightly wet hair. The whole thing was luring Aisha in like a moth light.
No. There's no way you can sit there and talk decent while you're held tight. I don't know about Keith, but I can't do it.
That's why I would never let that arm hold me...
"Aisha, nice smell"
"Ha!!
At some point, Aisha was surprised to notice herself crossing over Keith's leg and clutching to her bare chest.
I have no memory of what's going on here. No, that's a lie. Slightly, but I can remember.
I remember a moment when I was lured fluttering into Keith's arms and held against his chest as he sat across his legs.
I'm not even sure Aisha has blurred the grid of saying no, but she was actually being held like this right now.
Sitting on Keith in such a way that he sat face-to-face, Aisha felt her strength slip out of her body as she even showed her panties from her skirt, which had rolled up.
You can't do this. It's decided no good. I have to go away. I have to go away and ask questions.
Who is Liz? Where is she? What kind of woman? Why didn't you just come to me yesterday?...... not the last one!!
Keith gently hugged Aisha and stroked her head, who no longer understood the explanation and had lost sight of the words to ask.
"Good job on your assignment today. How was your day? Can I help you?
I'm not the one being questioned. It's not this raw and warm to have to ask.
I know, good boy. When you're feeling the temperature of your bare chest while you're being treated,
"Beh... on the other hand, it's mundane... especially... it was peaceful"
What do you want a decent answer for? Brain Aisha curses herself as ridiculous but her body was honestly swinging at this comfort.
So I answer "Yeah" in a sweet voice to Keith's words that say "Really?"
I know Keith totally set me up when I got here, but even my feelings start to treason.
This is what Nia and Berna must have gotten yesterday. That's why it's my turn today. You can have a good kid yourself. It's not too late to ask.
Having entered the mode of deluding herself perfectly, Aisha shrugged her cheeks like she was sweeter on Keith.
The good smell of a bath and the feeling of a successful muscle fills Aisha.
Then Keith removed Aisha's hair fastening and let her silver hair drip with harrowing.
The silver hair that reaches the back spreads the good scent of Aisha by mixing slightly the smell of sweat that did the assignment for a day.
Aisha shrugged her neck as she was used to being completely sniffed by Keith stroking her head as she smelled her hair.
"With that said, Aisha's been clamping this hair for a long time. Shall I make you something else next time?
Aisha was pleased with the word that she would make a gift whispered in her ear,
"Well, it... my father gave it to me... when I was to serve Lord Nia..."
"Yes, what is it"
"Because Father died shortly afterwards... in his last gift... so ever"
By the way, Keith understood Aisha's thoughts when he saw a hair fastening that would wear dull colors.
"Oh, well, then you're not going to strap your hair. With this, I can't believe it's mine."
"Yeah, ho, I want... here we go? If Keith will give it to me, I want it... my father's and I'll make it look good."
"... ok. You're so fine you can't beat it. You're making it."
When I heard that word, I thought Aisha was going to feel bad about her happiness.
I just want to feel Keith's words and this warmth more because I don't care about all the worries and anger I've ever felt.
Aisha thought a little too happy and about to cry. But even with that in mind, it's not about Liz anymore.
"But I... Keith just gave me... a gift. I don't care if you get so many presents."
"Thank you if you think so"
"Hello?
"When I gave you the ring... right? Don't you remember?
When Aisha first told me about the time she thought Keith and I made sense, her brown face stained red.
Aisha with a heart-lit face, but no more rejection or disobedience, as she did then.
Just honestly, I uttered words to exhale thoughts in my chest.
"Keith, thanks...... glad to hear it...... eh"
A thank you kiss. Sweet exhalation overlap. The lip connection, which did not involve the tongue, lasted a long time.
By the time it was over, Aisha had lit her whole body and leaked out an exhausting exhale. Look at that. Keith licks her tongue to show off her own lips,
"Hey...... I want more. The whole body of Aisha... I want you to thank me."
I muttered a dialogue that hurt the depths of Aisha's body.
Aisha nodded small with a delightful face, not restrained, when she was thanked for a gift she had not yet received.
"I'll do it... hey, a lot... I'll do it to Keith... have it"
Aisha, who flushes her long silver hair sarcastically and tilts her neck, is now repeatedly kissed enthusiastically, and begins to slurp her inside with Keith's tongue to the core.
The choro lady knight has already forgotten her original purpose and everything, and begins to be deluded by the inferior species.