Chapter 92 – Milfs From Another World – Convent (15)

93. Milfs from another world – Convent (15)

“I’ll have to soap up and wash myself.”

“Ah, I see. I can’t just soak myself in the bath…….”

“Whoops. Then, let’s go to the washroom together. Oh, and Sister Viola.”

“Yes. Sister.”

On one side of the bathroom wall, there is a sink where you can sit down.

It is the place where earlier, the nun Viola, who had fluttering her mauve hair her, beckoned her as she wiggled her own cunt flesh and her asshole at me.

Of course, it wasn’t equipped with a shower like the modern one, but there were washbasins and bath chairs lined up in front of the long mirror.

Her naked Isabelle and Viola approached her washstand, gently curving with her toned hips, and she motioned for me to come this way.

After killing her erection with hot water to a certain extent, Isabel, who was glancing at Viola and making eye contact with her as she approached them while hesitating.

After exchanging signals for a while, Isabelle smiled at me and explained how to use the sink.

“As you can see, I clean myself here. There is one thing to keep in mind.”

“…… Something?”

“As our nuns wash each other’s bodies, they build friendships and deepen their understanding of each other. I hope Shinto-nim likes it too.”

“Sir, wash each other?”

“Sure. Now, Sister Viola. Could you help me again?”

At her words her, her naked viola took her seat her, pressing her firm buttocks against her bath chair as if she had waited.

Isabelle turns right behind the viola and sits down on the same chair, pressing her body her so closely that her voluptuous breasts her almost touch the viola’s back her.

I stood blankly watching it from the side.

“Now, after foaming like this……….”

Isabelle rubs wet soap and towel together and creates white bubbles with it.

Once she’s made enough of her lather, she squeezes out her towel and puts all of the lather onto her hand.

And then….

She put her hand between Viola’s armpits and grasped her breasts as they were.

“Yes…… ♥”

Feeling her soft froth her and the touch of her hands her, the viola draws her knees inward and lets out a sweet nasal sound.

♥

Isabel’s hand gently caressed her her entire breasts with a shallow layer of white foam on her.

He could see those large breasts squeezed to and fro by her fingertips her.

She looked up at me, who was standing there, squeezing Viola’s soft breasts her to her heart’s content her. I met her eyes her and asked her while her voice her trembled.

“Me, over there. Aren’t you going to wipe it with a towel?”

“Yes, instead, it allows me to clean thoroughly with my hands like this. If you use a towel, you may miss something. Right Sister?”

“Yes, yes… ♥ …… Hem!”

No, there is no missing part. Where is that

Haha………. Yes♥”

As I stand there, blushing stupidly, Isabelle rhythmically continues to touch her.

“Hey…….”

With her foam-stained hands, she twirls the large areola with her fingers, and the viola sticks out her tongue while making a sticky saliva sound.

This kind of behavior was infinitely close to caressing, not pure washing.

And as if nothing happened, one of her heads is showing the difference to a boy in real time.

“Eww…… !!”

Viola seems to have reached a weak climax with her eyelashes quivering, as if her excitement level her had risen just by caressing her breasts her.

She took a moment to catch her breath, then tucked her hunched legs even further in, obscuring how the area between her crotch and her was inverted.

It’s okay when she makes fun of me by showing off her naked body her, but I think she was too shy to show her vulgar side her to this point.

Isabelle showed me these gooey caresses to her her heart’s content her, and she finished her explanation her by washing Viola’s body with water from a wooden barrel.

“You can wash it like this~”

Isabel hugged Viola, who had lost her strength, from behind her, and she gave her an eye smile as she gently caressed her navel and lower tummy her.

Hemi.

“Whoa…. It felt good.”

Viola, who soon regained her energy, spoke in a whisper and went back into her bath.

Isabelle, who was still perched on her big ass, motioned Viola to come and sit down with her hand her, ‘tapping’ the bath chair she had been sitting on just before.

In the chair……. The viola’s copious amounts of cunt water mixed with the washing water and formed a very shallow viscous pool.

Viola looked at it from her bath and, unintentionally, dyed her cheeks, she said.

… Sit over there?

It is a caution that you have to work hard if you want to act even if you are shy.

She saw the slightest difference in the clear water, and she couldn’t say something like, ‘Looks like you’ve got some cunt water, so I’ll sit somewhere else.’ So she approached it with a small sigh.

Sloppy.

“……………….”

As I shivered slightly and pressed my ass against the puddle, I felt the viscous fluid seep through my thin towel.

Once the clear mucus penetrates the fabric and rises up, the cum clings smoothly to my entire small buttocks without thinking about flowing down again.

… It’s worse than being naked.

Isabelle, who was smiling at me beautifully while looking at me in her naked body Her, was disgusted.

“Please turn your back. I’ll wash it for you.”

Isabelle dazzles me again with her unique benevolent smile her.

“I…… Is embarrassing, so you don’t have to wash it off right now.”

“Oh. Okay.”

Hearing my words, Isabelle gently pulled her chair closer to me, then she said.

“Then…. Could you wash me……?”

When she said that, she threw her arms back, accentuating her voluptuous breasts forward, making a seductive pose.

……………………

……………………

It’s not that she’s particularly bad at being petted by her her, but since she’s been watching her play with me like her toy her while taking her slack her, I thought I’d like to make her gasp in my hand.

Isabel might rather like this and accept it, but the position she puts on is very good.

It’s pretty fun to play with a woman’s body.

Isabelle sits in her chair and spins her body behind her, exposing her smooth back to me.

His wet, dark blue hair her flowed down to half of his back her, clinging to him.

Just like she did earlier, rub her towel and soap into a calming lather, then squeeze her towel ‘bu-wook’ to make her hands lathery.

“Then…… From the back……”

At that, Isabelle brushed her hair to one side.

Seruk….

“Hem… ♥”

As I gently touched her back with her foamy hands, she let out a sweet voice and twitched at her waist and at her hips her.

Unless there is a highly arousing erogenous zone on the back, it is a deliberate act to make me feel ashamed.

“Gwa, are you okay?”

“Yes. Never mind……. Believer Raoul’s hands are sore. The touch is really soft and feels good… ♥”

“Thank you…”

Her hand her, which had been caressing her entire back her, gently brushed her side her, making her look at her liver her almost touching her chest her, making her impatient.

As I caressed her foam with a vague touch, Isabel, who was letting out a sweet nasal sound, glanced back at her and made an expression as if she was lacking something.

Then, soon after, he brushes me even more as he sheds his eyes.

“Yes. Sindoniim, don’t be shy and come closer.”

“Yes….”

Following her guidance her, I pulled the chair closer and closer, until my chest her touched her back her.

“Stir. I can’t clean it…….”

“Oh my, how long are you going to wipe your back? Now I have to wipe my breasts too…… ♥”

Isabelle coquettishly shook her ass her, which was crushed by her chair her, tucking her clenched arm her between her crotch her.

I squeezed out the foam from the towel again as she wished, and then slowly brought my hand in front of her chest.

Glancing into the mirror, I glimpse the profile of us sitting side by side and of Isabelle looking down at my hand in front of her with lustful eyes.

“Then…. I’ll clean it up for you.”

“Yes… ♥”

Malkan.

“Ah… ♥”

As she gently gripped her large breasts from beneath her, Isabelle let out a sweet, unintentional moan like before.

Using her wrist snap her, she gently spread the foam all over her breasts her, then gently press her breasts her with her palms and swirl them around.

“Yeah, yeah… ♥”

Isabel, her shoulder her trembling at my touch, she gasped sweetly as she let out her wheezing breath, drunken by her gentle touch her.

I put aside the thought of wiping it innocently, and soon began to caress my breasts more and more like a caress.

In the middle, I stimulated it by grabbing the sparse milk, and I also rubbed it as if I was deliberately pressing the convexly erect nipple with the palm of her hand.

Isabelle was exposed to her pleasure without her defense at my gentle caress, and her body her flowed down her body her as if she gradually lost strength in her pleasure.

And naturally, it forms a slightly leaning on my shoulder.

Moist hair clinging to my chest.

As her body her pressed so close that I could see her milk squeezing and squeezing, Isabel lifted her head and complimented me with her lustfully flushed face.

“Joe, good. How are you doing… ♥ Continue as is…. Yes. You can do it. Because the chest is a part that needs to be thoroughly cleaned♥”

“Yes…. I know.”

She caresses every nook and cranny according to her words her.

I stopped stroking my erect nipples with the palm of my hand, and bent my middle fingers to gently scratch both nipples.

“Hee, heehee♥!!!”

As her foamy fingernails gently scrape the borders of her nipples, Isabelle momentarily throws her head back and lets out an idiotic moan.

She seemed to be able to take aim at her body with a sudden surge of pleasure, and pressed her back and forth into her chair, shaking her huge ass.

……………………

How much time has passed

In the bath, the three nuns had strangely melted faces and said, ‘Wow…… ♥’ While watching our sexuality while whispering to each other, we enjoyed this lewd act regardless of their gaze.

Isabelle tore her head off my shoulder and straightened her waist again.

Chop. Chevbum… ♥

Although her straight arms were not visible from this side, I could guess what she was doing when I heard the subtle sound of gurgling water in front of her.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. ♥”

Voices intermittently and the sound of gurgling water.

Fuck…. Are you really masturbating? Her arms her don’t shake at all ….

Glancing at her her profile her again in the mirror, I could see obliquely swaying something noisily, using only her wrists her, over her wriggling thighs and crotch her.

If you look at the angle, of course it’s your own pussy.

Squeak, squeak, squeak… ♥

“Ah, ah…. Yes uh huh haha… ♥”

Whew. This stupid year.

I helped her masturbate by rhythmically increasing the intensity of her caresses for Isabelle, who was secretly masturbating to her.

I squeezed her breasts so that it didn’t hurt, and at the same time scratched her nipples with my fingers.

“Oops! Aang… ♥!!!”

Isabelle climaxes, covering her own crotch with her hands and shaking her ass.

Looking at her chair her, I could see her cunt juice oozing from between her hips her.

“Heeyuuuuu…………. Hee woo woo woo… ♥”

And then, as if she could n’t get her body her to climax, she pressed her ass back and forth in the puddle she created.

Dump.

Isabelle was weak again, and I leaned her head on my shoulder and hugged her naturally. In that state, he wheezes out sweet breaths.

“Shindo……… ?”

“Yes Yes?”

Isabel, who came to her senses her and turned her head to me, shed her pretty eyes.

“I’ll ask you again next time…… ♥”

As Isabel said that, she gently caressed my hand on her belly.

“Then…”

The moment I was about to say something, the door to the bathroom opened with a sound of ‘drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

“……………………… Nuns, nuns. What the hell is this?”

A nun with a face I didn’t know was staring at us with a stunned expression.

No. I was just about to run away, too?