Hero Manufacturing Machine ~A Job to Make Children~

"Oh, I haven't closed my eyes yet. Are you sure?

Anezalya, who saw me move, asks me that.

"No problem. I'm going to let Aneza worry about it before all that sand falls."

You're so confident.

"You don't want to rely on a brave, confident man, do you?

"Yes, that's true."

Smile while agreeing.

It would be too colorful.

I feel completely wrong about my career choices.

"The fact that you've been chosen to make my child."

"Yes"

"Of course, Annesa is a virgin."

"Yes"

"Of course, I don't think I've seen many children in the care of orphans."

"Yeah."

"Have you ever seen an erect adult chirp?

"I have been consulted with some of the boys who are familiar with it and don't get their erections fixed. Several times at that time."

I see. It's a shame it wasn't me who showed Aneza the first erect adult chirp. "

"Yes"

"I want you to tell me a little more about it. How long have you been helping him?

"I am also a nun (sister), so I will not actively help you. How many times have you masturbated and confirmed your orgasm until your erection has healed to see if it has dissipated properly?"

"Why do you masturbate for the first time while the nuns (Sisters) see you? It's going to wake up to a new sexual habit."

"Oh, does Charles have that kind of habit?

"Of course not. Such a charming nun (Sister) is in front of me. It's up to you to take it down."

"Well, push it down, but it's not?

"No matter how charming it is, I won't force you to do it. It's against my doctrine."

"You're a gentleman."

"Of course. My theory is that you have to be as gentle as you like."

"Shame, is Charles a gentleman of color?

"A nice gentleman. Okay, that's it. Let me use it in the future."

I'm just kidding.

That's how she giggles and laughs with a deafening voice.

The smile is so confusing that it is difficult to describe.

"I slightly derailed, but Aneza has seen an erect adult chirp."

"Yes, as I mentioned earlier."

"Well, then, it's quick."

"What is it?

"I'm going to ask Aneza to imagine what I'm talking about."

"Yes"

"Can you imagine Annesa's familiar situation?

"Of course you can."

So with Anessalya's approval, I started talking.