Reversed Parallel World‘s Messiah

- Tongtongtong.

The door was knocked almost at the same time Mr. Edith snapped at my meat stick.

"Ha, yes!

Sudden events make my voice go up unexpectedly.

It's not a good time for people to come at a time like this.

"It's me, is that good?

I'm doubly surprised at the voices I hear from across the door.

It's Mr. Irene, for sure!

I can't believe it's her by virtue of...

"... Huh!

Mr. Edith, who kept Ferra under his desk, also noticed that he interrupted the act and stiffened himself.

But fortunately, this desk is well made and can only be seen inside from my direction.

"Yes, go ahead"

Answer under the guise of calm.

I thought about saying no, but I thought it was unnatural.

Fortunately, the windows are left open, so there shouldn't be any smell to find out.

Open the door and Mr. Irene comes in.

If this were Nina, she'd probably have come in without a knock, so maybe it was good.

"Oh, you don't have Edith. I thought you asked me to help you study Tomo-kun..."

Mr. Edith, who is under the desk, trembles freakedly.

There is no doubt that Mr. Irene would be angry if he saw this situation.

It's a critical situation for her.

When I thought about it, I got a joke. [M]

It's payback for interrupting my studies earlier.

"Mr. Edith is going to pick up a book for me to use on my teaching materials. Look, he made a set of these problems, too."

"-, - Huh!?"

It was Mr. Edith looking relieved with the first words, but he blues with the next.

"Oh, can I see it?

"Absolutely."

Mr. Irene is approaching.

To avoid being turned around, I changed the orientation of the problem set at hand and gave it away.

"Well done."

While Irene's gaze is toward the problem set, I push my meat stick to Edith's mouth.

And talk in a whisper so they don't notice.

"Cover me."

Round your eyes to that word, Mr. Edith.

I then whispered back this one so they wouldn't notice either.

"What will you do if your sister finds out, you pervert?

"I'm trying to keep you from finding out, see?"

Push the hips forward a little and push the meat rod further.

"Ho, you really asked for it, didn't you?

With that said, I finally restarted Ferra.

He has an anxious look at when Mr. Irene will find him.

I'm usually just grand and I can't say much about that gap.

Plus, I'm aggressive with Ferra herself.

Maybe I'm excited about this situation because there's something else and m.

That's how he does it, Mr. Irene looks up after he's finished reading the problem set.

"Thank you, you're doing well. That's right, Edith, you're good."

Happy to be praised, the power to suck meat sticks strengthened for a moment.

So I respond even though I almost distort my face unexpectedly to the pleasure of being sent.

"Really? I have to thank you later."

Apparently, Mr. Irene still doesn't know about Mr. Edith's nature.

She thinks she's a brilliant person to trust about Mr. Edith.

You have no idea you're holding my meat stick under the desk in front of me.

That makes my spine tingle with disloyalty.

"Look at the set of questions, how was my answer?

Now I'll take the talk from here.

Of course, to retain Mr. Irene.

When I look down in a chill, Mr. Edith intimidates me with his eyes, but I ignore him.

I tried to get started with the thought of it, but it was quite an exciting situation.

"The answer rate is 80%. It was just a simple problem, but we're just getting started, so it's going well."

"That's good"

Even as we speak this way, Mr. Edith's fella is constantly taking place.

I don't have the same intense pleasure as before because I try to keep it as quiet as possible.

For that matter, I carefully lick and stimulate areas that I feel in particular, such as the turtle head and back muscles, with my tongue.

It's not on my face, but it's enough to make me sweat under my clothes.

"By the way, you came here for something."

"Oh, you did. Actually..."

While having a frivolous conversation, consciousness turns to Mr. Edith.

Then I realize that one of her hands is gone.

Looking for one hand that disappeared, he was headed for the lower body of the guide.

Mr. Edith was masturbating in this situation.

Damn, which one is the pervert?

But watching that figure doesn't help suppress the sexy audience I've been putting up with.

"Tomo-kun, are you listening?

"Oh, yeah, sure."

Even in my conversation with Mr. Irene, it was best to return the association.

At my limit, I push my hips forward, pretending to embark on it.

And I ejaculated Mr. Edith by letting the meat stick go deep.

"- Ugh!! Ugh... Ngu"

Sudden deep insertion and ejaculation.

Mr. Edith manages to swallow.

But my voice seems to have leaked a little.

"Oh, did you hear anything now?

"Aren't you from the outside? The windows are open."

Pretend to be nothing, in front of Mr. Irene, who is suspicious.

But my heart is pulsating so badly that I don't have any more.

In front of Mr. Irene, Mr. Edith fed me to Yi.

I've had sex with you two before, but this time things are different.

Of course I feel guilty, but that's what's spicing me up and boosting my excitement.

If you look at it, Mr. Edith seems to have done the same, and he was getting a lot wet under his desk.

Not good for boulders any more.

But that doesn't cure the sexiness that has increased with the current excitement.

So I decided to hit one hand.

First, block both ears by pretending to keep Mr. Edith's head down.

And I pressed it against a meat stick that was still erect.

"Mm-hmm."

I resist if Mr. Edith thought this was any worse, too, but I won't stop him.

Talk further to Mr. Irene.

"I understand what just happened. I'm sorry I stopped you."

"No, it's fine. I had fun too... I'll see you later"

"Yes."

With that said, Mr. Irene leaves the room behind.

But Mr. Edith, who was being pressed with a meat stick over his ear blocked, wouldn't know.

At that stage, I finally take the restraint off.

"Mr. Irene is sitting on the couch across the street. If you keep your voice down, you won't find out."

"Ha ha, what were you going to do in case your sister found out!?"

"Ha, I just have to apologize with you"

"This..."

I almost said something. Hand control her.

"Mine doesn't get better than that. Can you do me another favor?

"Oh, that's silly... Ugh, you can't help it"

Mr. Edith, who I almost said no to, acknowledged with an erect meat stick in front of me.

"Because I pretend to solve problems. It's okay to make a sound in a little bit."

Mr. Edith nodded and snapped at the meat stick again.

"Eh, Chiru, get lost."

I wouldn't shake my head on a boulder, but it's more irritating than earlier.

I look at it from the top, pretending to solve the problem.

Whenever lustrous hair shakes, irritation is inflicted on the meat stick.

Now I guess she's feisty with a hiatus about when she'll find out.

But I'm also so excited to masturbate in the middle of it.

That's what I see. [M]

A little belly black, but beautiful, smart and strong.

Thinking of Mr. Edith rolling in the palm of his hand like that fills him with a sense of conquest.

When it was converted into comfort and combined with physical stimuli, it instantly pushed me to the limit.

"So, get out!

"Let it be, Tomo-sama's semen, in her mouth...!

I released semen into Edith's mouth, which I opened to show off.

The excess momentum semen got a little on his face, but Mr. Edith licks it with his fingers too.

"Rei, Chiru... it's amazing, it's so thick in a row"

'Cause Mr. Edith is a good fella.'

"Oh no... is your sister okay with that?

She asks, tightening her face, which was dangling with pleasure.

I guess it's time to make some seeds.

"It's okay, see"

That's what I say, pull the chair, and drag Mr. Edith out from under the desk.

"What, your sister found out... Huh?

Seriously panicking, Mr. Edith, but of course there's only two of us in the room.

"Mr. Edith interrupted my studies. It's payback."

When she hears my words, she shudders her shoulders and leans down.

"Um, Mr. Edith?

At that moment, Gabba and Mr. Edith, who turned around, grabbed my shoulder and sat me down in a chair.

"How dare you... how dare you!

With tears in her eyes, she glances into my face and tells me.

"I could forgive you for anything else, but I can't forgive you for letting your sister out!

Bad, apparently I've touched Mr. Edith's scales.

I sweated cold at her anger. [M]