Episode: 2

Hey, what?

What kind of guessing program is this? And it's not a bonus, it's my right to live. Since you can't refuse to answer, if you ask everyone's answer from the audience's perspective (the audience and witnesses are not here for the time being), then you have no choice.

“Sir!”

“Let's explode”

“I want to ask for the wall fee that I can't help breaking.” “Be drowned in my grandmother's arms.”

Wait, I'm sure I'll get enthusiastic comments.

I made up my mind, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stared at my eyes, and cold sweat broke out on my palm and neck. I held my fist, opened my mouth, and took a deep breath. Then, my eyes wandered again (I felt uncomfortable myself).

“Because it's Charlotte's boobs …”

“It's a lie!”

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Take a tumble.

It's so intense that people can't help wondering if they left shovels together. As a salvation, Charlotte's emerald's eyes didn't lose light and other terrible things happened,

“Lord Desmond is lying. Something that always feels clear. Leave me alone, it's okay to expose your desires. “

In this case, is it because the stool cheek swells-or is it salvation, or am I the retribution? In that case, while being licked on the cheek,

“Is this the smell of lying?”

If you say so, you must have fallen in love with him again. -No,

“Well, that …, Although I'm glad you can think of me …” If you say that you dye your cheeks cherry blossom and imitate them while shrinking your shoulders, you can't talk about falling in love with me again. -Be killed. For this twenty-nine-year-old child.

“Lord Desmond won't kill his own ideas. If someone says that my breasts are too big to handle, and I like them better than myself, it will be really sad, but I will accept it.

Because Lord Desmond is Lord Desmond. “

Although it looks worried, I still believe it.

In this way, as the Wizard of Oz threw herself at the emerald, she was extremely cute. A jump in my heart, a love, made me have the illusion that my heart is beginning to deliver blood sugar instead of blood tide (in that case, it would not be love disease, but diabetes). This girl also wants to cherish it for a lifetime.

At the same time, I also feel that if I betrayed this girl, it would be bad (although I didn't mean to betray).

“So, Lord Desmond, what's your answer?”

Hey, Colamad! ! Don't you have anything to say (finally) (answer)? I thought you said like this that you were going to send your husband to the ghost town! Ah, because I don't care much. Maybe it's a bit good.

“Lord Desmond, how's it going?”

But all the maids came, and the lady asked.

-About breasts!

I'm sweating inside, but now I can't deny it-,

“I like Charlotte. I like breasts. I like big breasts. Nevertheless, I also like small breasts. There is no nobility in my heart. “

“Forget it”

He and his wife are lovely, with round eyes and mouth.

I'm more “Well” Oh …

The lady touched her cheek with her hand and dyed it for the first time [Miss's pose]. There's not a bit of contemptuous color there-Haz. Saved-?

I like grandma, but Charlotte likes it better.

Having said that, maybe he answered tactfully, but unfortunately, I don't know how much I like breast-feeding, and I don't think that Libra can match it, so I decided to answer this question.

However, it is clear that you should have answered truthfully. What is this feeling? Although it wasn't that I didn't feel refreshed, at that time, I felt that something that I couldn't lose was falling down bit by bit. Ah, maybe this is the sadness of loss-,

Looking up at the sky, the sky is blue. Clouds passing by as if nothing had happened and didn't care about me at all. Clouds don't think about anything. It's just, it's just that I feel sad. Clouds don't think about anything, and Grandma doesn't think about anything herself.

Whether I feel the whiteness of white clouds or my grandmother's dignity, it's just the “Color” In my heart. Some people say that big breasts will feel blistered, while others say that small breasts will feel mother. If the buds swell, they will become giant breasts sooner or later, and giant breasts are destined to droop. Or even the rare poor milk will become an honor (status).

Or, if it is in a magical world, if it is in a world without eroticism, the law will also change? However, the sadness that reveals one's temperament will not change in our world. And this kind of sadness, perhaps, may become an exposed joy …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Although I don't know what I'm talking about myself, it dawned on me. I put my heart on a man's flat chest like a heart, and looked up at the blue sky. A wisp of water droplets from my soul fell on his cheek …,

“Really? In that case, do you want to touch it?”

Incomplete

In this way, the water drops of my soul are retracted.

“Um …? -Maid? Is that Nande the maid?

Really? If you can touch it, please let me touch it.

“Lord Desmond, I heard you touched it.”

Charlotte (became someone else's name because of her wavering behavior)

“That, that kind of thing …”

Slow down () slow down () slow down () slow down ()!

“So, please don't kill your desires like this.” She said like a warning. “Lord Desmond is a noble and a Lord. Just do more things you want to do. Kathleen is indeed my maid, but if Lord Desmond wants to do it, I will also order him to touch you. “

Uh uh uh

It's hard to resist making strange noises. That statement does seem to be correct, that is to say,

“Yo-,yo-,yo-,cut Keller!

My noble, YOur maid, I touch your chest, yo!

Your husband kNOws, your husband, my wife, noble wife,&(ender) your maid vetoes no,

I'm going to exercise jyo-to-,even if it's dangerous, YOU KNOW?

JYO、TO、YOU KNOW？

You-syu, take out the excellent maid's breasts. It's jyo-ko-! '

Really.

Say, with a rap that I'm not used to, and I haven't even sung a song, I want to escape from reality (and I may be beaten out of the water as a fool), but I'm still a coward, just like surreal darkness, which shows the darkness of aristocratic society.

Ah, the sky is so blue …, And the spring breeze is calm and soft … Besides, why is human society like this … (Hereinafter referred to as).

“…….” At least corrected the dignity of nobles and lords.

“Charlotte, I don't want to be obedient with power like that. Can be said to be Catherine's mood, and I rubbed the breasts of other women, what would you think … “

“'It doesn't matter'”

“————————————” This lady and maid, breathing very accurately. After all, we have only been together since childhood. Although they don't look alike, they smell like good sisters.

But, what does it mean for two people to approach their husbands in that way? And how about two people rubbing my sister's breasts together,

I don't know what this time should look like. Even if others say “Just laugh” To me, I will laugh and laugh.

Catherine was peeked at the poor appearance of her wife many times-

Hasselblad in the morning lasted until she invited me to play. Even a little, I think we have begun to get used to it, which is a sign of danger.

-Catherine can only care about how she feels about our idiocy with sex. Me, too. No matter how small her grandmother is compared with Charlotte, even though she has already said that she is not noble, so she plays the internet and plays with her body heartily.

Of course Charlotte is in love. And she's the best. But, even so, the so-called man doesn't mean that the heart and the body-even the lower body-love and sexual desire are two different things …, And Charlotte, it's more like touching …

Me, Deuce Lebaino?

But does Charlotte really think of nothing?

“Lord Desmond rubbed Catherine's chest and said what would I think?”

Even now, I've been staring at the eyes of emerald without haze,

Charlotte seems to remember sexual desire, but she doesn't seem to understand and realize that being sexy may make a man fall in love with another woman. No, no, although I won't be infatuated with other women from Charlotte, but? -Mm-hmm.

Although there is no pornography or sexual desire in this world, of course there are possessiveness, possessiveness and jealousy. Or, even if sexual desire is remembered, sexual desire has nothing to do with these feelings? -Well, I don't know. If according to the desired observation,

“Great-rubbing your chest-“

I don't want to make Charlotte sad, and I don't think that the relationship between these two people can be as harmonious as sisters, or even destroy Yumi Lily Garden with my foolish desire.

Ah, lily is free from anyone's disturbance. In any case, it must be saved, alone, quiet and rich.

-What are you talking about?

Before I say it, even so, I can't stand it if it becomes a [Fireball] Incident again and burns me to death.

“Madam”

Catherine interrupted.

“My Lord probably felt that his wife wouldn't be uncomfortable or jealous because he saw her rubbing my chest.”

Oh, it's really a capable maid. And it's not good enough. I need a lift.

“That's right. I don't want to hurt Charlotte “

“Lord Desmond …”

Well, a grateful wife has good eyes.

“It doesn't matter. Lord Desmond is obviously doing what he wants, but I don't feel bad about it.”

Wow, how can I put it … My favorite wife (Charlotte) has a good wife attitude, which makes her husband more easily overwhelmed by guilt. -Well, really. Those sparkling emerald eyes are so dazzling. Guilt rose sharply (Mach). But,

“Really? What if you look at my husband rubbing my chest and being fascinated by it? Judging from what my husband said just now, my chest will also be rubbed because of my husband's addiction. “

This maid, she's chasing too hard. I was just about to look at me and say something tough! Huo La and Charlotte are wandering in the air with emerald eyes, and their condition is probably depicted truthfully-,

Be free from dust

With sad eyes,

“Still, does Lord Desmond love me?”

“Of course!”

“Wow”

I couldn't help doing my best. However, this all-out situation is rather confusing. Moreover, I seem to be certain in her mind that I will be addicted to massage. It's a nasty sense of trust.

Charlotte's surprised voice, cute enough to want to play it in a loop no matter how many times, and that will definitely cause poisoning.

-Hora, look, the slender eyes of the maid.

Nothing has changed at ordinary times, but I was dumbfounded with suspicion. I don't know if it's my fault, whether it's true or not. That one has almost no expression and can't understand feelings. It's terrible!

Moreover, I think there is no man who doesn't want the coolness and beauty of this almost expressionless maid to be twisted happily.

Or, even if it's not crooked, it's better to be looked down upon just because of “Feces”. I think it's worth it-or, there's definitely a lot of demand.

Gossip is off topic.

“Then, including that one, how about you try rubbing it?”

Hora, this guy, after saying such a thing, does it really mean the same thing?

It's beyond surrealism. It's horrible. -But,

“Does Catherine want me to rub my chest to that extent?”

Really, in return.

“Yes”

Said, and treated as fornication–,

“——————”

The maid did not change her face, but went on politely and elegantly.

“I didn't feel anything when I was massaged by my wife before. But in the morning, when I showed my husband underwear, I felt a little itchy. In that case, as long as you get your husband's massage, you can feel what it's like to have sex, I think.

Would you please massage my chest? I want to try and see if I can feel it. If you say you can't rub a mean maid's breasts, I will retire obediently. “

Paley

Was bowed his head.

“——————”

What's going on? This kind of coercion! If you don't knead it, it's not just a chicken, it's more like a ghost animal! Clearly being told by a beautiful woman to rub my chest should be a delicious situation. Why do you still feel so unhappy?

When you rub your breasts, nothing is disturbed. It's very free. Somehow, somehow! And look at Charlotte,

“Please, rub it for me. Besides, I believe. Even if I want to touch other women's bodies, Lord Desmond loves me … “

Let me play with the line of sight I was just about to say. Come and pull the thunder!

-Squid, the last one showed his chin. COOL, I'm going to be COOL. As an aristocrat, always be elegant. However, why is it that rubbing your chest as a happy and shy behavior quickly turns into a down-to-earth behavior, close to torture?

But, in that case, I won't have anything to choose from anymore …,

“I know. Please allow me to rub it. I wish Charlotte was relieved. Because even though I rub Catherine's chest obsessively, my favorite is Charlotte. “

Re-holding the held hand on the lover's knot with fingers and fingers, as if to believe, holding the strength.

“Lord Desmond …”

Great, “It's a lie!” I didn't say that.

Feeling the power of his wife's luxurious fingers, which firmly clenched her hand, Catherine raised her small chest and handed it to me where I could reach it.

So? Really, what is this situation,

Clearly, the sky is so blue, and the spring sunshine and pleasant wind complement each other, but I made up my mind to reach out to the maid's arms.