Excitement shared between Ailen and Anais was indeed something that seemed to grow over time. This would be the case, regardless of the version of the girl that presented herself, that is to say, even Sinais enjoyed bullying their mentor. So as their dance continued, Anais and Mugen had a different discussion about limits and what it meant to surpass them according to the demon. The question or hypothetical that Anais had asked about gained an interesting response for her to digest. He claimed he was still for personal development and wouldn't push her beyond her limits himself, instead he'd simply remove that which blocked her progress up and outward. 'Sou ka, if that is what you mean then I don't have a problem with it. I could accept that sort of assista...' the girl admitted, or rather she would have.
Anais's physical and spiritual forms were aligned again for a strange instance. The teasing deviance of her mentor combined with her own internal darkness had the pair agreeing to a proper insertion of his manhood into her womb. And what a sensation that was... "AAaaah!♥~" That one was great. Probably too great... that overlap in both deviance and action were too much to deny her attention to and as such a gentle hiccup would occur in the girl's attention span. "Definitely agreement!~" the girls mentioned. Ah, harmony achieved along with an orgasm. Yes. She understood completely now why this was something worth the risk. Just the same her hips twitched against a fully sheathed tool, they might as well continue right? And after her recovery she'd begin to move again as well.
At the same time, her spiritual-self seemed to come back into her own mentality. Instead she was soon talking about her ability to help this man secure his future apprentice. He claimed he didn't need to know the person, that he was putting his faith in her... and proceeded to use a strange form of magic. One which came out with an eerie bit of poetry. It hit her ears nicely even so it seemed like a lot, it stretched across time and space to someone who it should have reverberated against. A tonal harmony of likeness with an individual that the girl once called Iino Miko knew well. 'Isn't it a bit extreme to just trust me like that?!' she asked seeming to think it strange to place so much faith in a student whom you'd barely spoken to.
Meanwhile, that little wink from Sakura seemed to set Charles right. This was great. The lad moved in and out of her mouth as she swallowed upon it, she enjoyed the sensation and knew that something good would come from it. Whatever mental hang-ups Charles maintained, it didn't seem to affect her very much at all. He moved on to thrust into her mouth like he meant the activity and she was pleased he was actually acting once again. And soon enough the lass was rewarded for the man's ability to act, he spilled seed down her throat. Still he continued to move and as such all she could do was feed in a manner of speaking. How interesting to be offered breakfast in such a way first thing in the morning.
Anais's physical and spiritual forms were aligned again for a strange instance. The teasing deviance of her mentor combined with her own internal darkness had the pair agreeing to a proper insertion of his manhood into her womb. And what a sensation that was... "AAaaah!♥~" That one was great. Probably too great... that overlap in both deviance and action were too much to deny her attention to and as such a gentle hiccup would occur in the girl's attention span. "Definitely agreement!~" the girls mentioned. Ah, harmony achieved along with an orgasm. Yes. She understood completely now why this was something worth the risk. Just the same her hips twitched against a fully sheathed tool, they might as well continue right? And after her recovery she'd begin to move again as well.
At the same time, her spiritual-self seemed to come back into her own mentality. Instead she was soon talking about her ability to help this man secure his future apprentice. He claimed he didn't need to know the person, that he was putting his faith in her... and proceeded to use a strange form of magic. One which came out with an eerie bit of poetry. It hit her ears nicely even so it seemed like a lot, it stretched across time and space to someone who it should have reverberated against. A tonal harmony of likeness with an individual that the girl once called Iino Miko knew well. 'Isn't it a bit extreme to just trust me like that?!' she asked seeming to think it strange to place so much faith in a student whom you'd barely spoken to.
Meanwhile, that little wink from Sakura seemed to set Charles right. This was great. The lad moved in and out of her mouth as she swallowed upon it, she enjoyed the sensation and knew that something good would come from it. Whatever mental hang-ups Charles maintained, it didn't seem to affect her very much at all. He moved on to thrust into her mouth like he meant the activity and she was pleased he was actually acting once again. And soon enough the lass was rewarded for the man's ability to act, he spilled seed down her throat. Still he continued to move and as such all she could do was feed in a manner of speaking. How interesting to be offered breakfast in such a way first thing in the morning.
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