Chapter 155 – 155. Atomizer

In the past, the work that would have been done in the dormitory where Master and I stayed was now conducted in a high-class guesthouse.

My lover Sua noona was in Master’s room, and Yeo-ryeong, now my girlfriend, was in my room. Isn’t it very rubbish to let another lover go as if he were a devoted partner just to have a relationship with Master?
But if you leave it alone and enjoy the radiation, you will sneak in and practice three-person intercourse from some point on.

For that reason, our priest headed to a high-class inn frequented by warriors from prestigious families. This is because the restaurant has a strong business spirit and the taste of the food is excellent, but the room itself is very luxurious.

From the finest beds, which are only available in the Motto Bureau, to the windows with bright tents. In addition, the private bathroom and toilet in the room are clean with no filth visible.
If it is a guest room like this, even the most prestigious people will feel satisfied and at the same time will not be able to erase the thought that they are a person staying in such a place.

Anyway, Master and I took a double room in a luxury inn like that.

It was the last day of the Muhwa Festival, so it was visited by many outsiders, but there were shamans installed on the walls that disrupted the flow of energy. It was to the extent that I could see that it was very good, but if it was not the Hyungyeong, it would be fine to say that there was no need to break through this barrier with a gigam.
In other words, that also meant that Master and I now have a complete secret room in this room.

“Master. How long will you be patient?”
“Kohum. Kohum. Wait a little bit. This master has spent his entire life wielding only a sword, so his magic skills are still lacking.”

Was it an operation using witchcraft? Or do you think witchcraft itself is a means to entertain me?

There have been few times when Master has so confidently offered to give me a gift, so my anticipation rises with sexual desire. On that day, the bruised master released the disguise technique he used again and became a nun.
A semi-nude swordsman walking down the street with his tail covering his important parts.

‘If the women who received the special title of the former swordsman heard it, they might have vomited blood.’

“It’s done! Now, disciple. You can look forward to it!”

Was waiting too boring? In the midst of all the strange thoughts, Master held out something in front of me, as if the preparations were finally over.
It was a fluffy pink fox tail.

… Huh?

“Master, was it possible to take off that fox’s tail?”
“How stupid is that? Of course it’s impossible.”
“But this… Is Master’s tail.”

That familiar tail held out to me was Master’s eighth tail. I have the eyes of a hawk that can even recognize the order in which Master’s tails were born… ! I want to say that confidently, but in fact, I can see through it because my eyesight has improved with the Hwaan Geumjeong.

In response to my questions, Master enthusiastically spoke in a voice brimming with pride.

“Huh-huh. This is a tail that has been disguised! That’s why even though it looks separated like this, it’s actually connected to the invisible spirit! Now, look!”

He twists his wrist and throws his tail into the air. The tail glides gracefully through the air before it even touches the floor, revealing what it has transformed into with a popping sound.

“Wow…”

Upon seeing my reaction, Master ‘Two’ gave a satisfied smile and pushed out his chest.

With the master who took on the form of an adult through the art of disguise… There were two of them, including a master with the usual small body and the size of a tail.

“When did you learn to clone yourself?”

Clone magic is the highest level of magic. Even I, before returning, boasted of the level of difficulty that I was able to return to after barely succeeding in mastering it, even though I only intensively dug into clone magic.
When it comes to learning the art of killing people, you can’t match the Celestial Spirit.

It took a long time for even such a Celestial to learn the clone technique specialized in mass killing.

Even that would have been impossible if I had no talent for witchcraft at all.

However, Master, who mastered the illusion technique, which can be said to be the fox monster’s innate ability, only learned basic magic techniques, but never learned magic techniques with a higher level of difficulty. Because he hated having a headache.
Therefore, my question was quite natural.

To me, the two masters confidently spoke to me.

“Whoops. That’s why this teacher used some shortcuts.”
“Did you know that the fox ghost’s illusion art includes disguise art?”

Without listening to the answer, the teachers continued their explanation.

“So, put my true form on my tail!”
“Secondly, I put the basics of the clone technique I learned from Jecheon Daeseong back on my tail!”
“As a result!”
“This is how one mind controls two bodies. It’s like our disciple who used clone magic has only one mind and two bodies thanks to the parallel thinking that he uses the dual spirit technique!”

Master speaking alternately in two bodies.

How will Jang Mun-in react when he hears that Master, who is famous for being the mischievous elder of the Hwasan faction, has increased to two. Will the dose of stomach medicine increase? Or do you take not only stomach medicine but also sleeping pills and try to recover from forced fatigue?
In any case, the current situation made me very happy.

If Master can create an alter ego like me and have parallel thinking, then he can secretly enjoy dating outside while spending his time as an academy, and can spend time alone just the two of them to their heart’s content.

But was this the limit of my fragmentary thinking?

My master, who learned the art of clone creation, caused a storm in my poor thinking ability.

“Let’s role-play a mother-daughter rice bowl with this!”
“…OMG.”

My teacher had already surpassed me in terms of sexuality.

***

Mother-daughter rice. It is a concept that a man has a mother and a daughter at the same time, and it first appeared in a story that was secretly circulated in the market recently.
Many people who met him for the first time couldn’t help but gasp and burst into astonishment.

How could the concept of treachery come into contact with sacred texts!

Thanks to this, the sales rate of the writer’s narration was low, but… A bizarre situation occurred that increased as time went on.

Already, they couldn’t get away from the concept of sexual act that the writer put in the book.

Just like there are people who never do drugs, but no one does it just once.
It’s like a famous monk who ate meat and went blind and became an apostate monk.

Numerous people have already become accustomed to the writer’s narration, and now they have reached the point where they cannot feel vitality in their daily lives without the narration.

In the end, the narration about mother-daughter rice topped the sales rate and ended up in the hands of Na Ye-rin after a sword test.

‘Whoops! Certainly our disciple is also a man. Seeing that I can’t get over the word mother-daughter rice bowl!’

Having learned her radiation through her narration, she came to practice similar mother-daughter rice bowls with her alter ego technique.

They approach the bruised Baek-un and remove his clothes with skillful hands. Just as a scholar passing by under the intense sunlight takes off her upper clothes, Baekwoon’s naked body comes into their eyes as she undresses naturally.
The bronzed skin seen from various angles had an ideal body full of small muscles.

I’ve already seen it dozens or hundreds of times, but that male body that I can’t help but catch the attention of women. Even a non-standard penis that turns a woman into a beast called a female just by putting it there.
No matter how much she is her own disciple, Na Ye-rin could not get rid of the impression that her Baek-un was a ghost.

And she fell in love with the monster, and she became perverted in the same way, willingly admitting that she was also a monster, and she ‘s’ acted.

“Disciple. Think of the big me as your mother-in-law today.”
“And little I am your lover!”

As she said that, ‘they’ clung to her, Baek-woon flinched and raised her ego with her reality. It was because he was so shocked that even his core was shaken by the unprecedented sexual act of pseudo-mother-daughter rice bowl.
She thought she had done all the perverts with the blood demon in the future, but it was the first time for him to have a mother-daughter rice bowl affair with two people.

‘How can I not be embarrassed by this?’

Swoop. Shuk.

Little Nayerin grabs her cock shaft and runs it over, and large Nayerin rubs her glans and her fall with the entire palm of her hand.

“Ugh.”

A pathetic sound erupts from her mouth. It feels like a dragon playing in the heavenly clouds when two foxes perform the great daughter’s skill that makes the spine go numb with just one person.

Soon, the sound of the pong and the cheongsam disappeared, and even the little Na Ye-rin became naked.

“Disciple… Hmmmm. We Son-in-lawIt looks very difficult.”

Wince wince

‘Let’s keep an eye on it, little son.’

When her own great teacher plays her mother-in-law and calls her son-in-law, her lower body tingles and oozes the juices of her joy. Baekwoon felt ashamed and didn’t say anything because he seemed to have covered the inside story.

But is it because they are not lovers who have been mingling with each other for several years?

Little Na Ye-rin, who noticed his change of heart, said with a bewitching lust in her eyes.

“Then let Master and Mother free you.”

Suwook.

The two’s breasts wrapped around Baekwoon’s cock at the same time.

“Oh, oh.”

Only the body shape is different, and when the pressure of the best breasts is simultaneously applied from the left and right, Baekwoon’s dick disappears.
And the pathetic moans coming out of his mouth are a bonus.

As if they were satisfied with Baekwoon’s reaction, they giggled and laughed.

“Looks good.”
“Of course. There’s no way that a disciple would dislike ‘their’ breast caress.”

Sboob… Sboob…

Four books swinging up and down.

It wasn’t just one pair, but two pairs matched together, so the cock’s glans showed up and hid in sync with the beat. In reality, the skin of the province was extremely soft, but the only thing Baekwoon could do was tremble his legs like a grassroots being swept away by overwhelming violence.

Of course, it was ‘Na Ye-rin’s mother and daughter’ who were able to afford a change.

“Side.”
“Haljjak.”
“Side.”
“Haljjak.”

The glans that appear alternately from side to side are licked alternately with the tongue and start caressing.

‘Poetry, fuck… It looks like rice… !’

A meat stick in the lower body that draws blood to its limit. They only looked different in age, but because they had the same appearance, Baekwoon seemed to be cold any moment at the appearance of the two who really looked like mother and daughter. And since she had made up her mind that today she would not refrain from holding back her lust and vent her lust to her heart’s content, she immediately ejaculated.

Beau. View pewout. Beautify. Wow wow.

A large amount of semen spurted out. The semen, which soared high enough to float in the air for a moment like a dragon ascending from a brook, falls again in accordance with the providence of gravity.
Of course, the place where the cloudy liquid fell was on her ‘their’ breasts and face.

“Kihin…”
“King…”

As if to prove that they are both foxes, they make their distinctive cries and blush. Even though the muddy white lumps were buried, the blush filled with anticipation could not be hidden.

The two couldn’t hide the corners of their mouths that went up in front of Baekwoon’s eyes. The only one who can freely violate the women ‘those’ in front of him is himself. That fact alone, the rising sense of conquest and the strange sense of similar immorality gave him more thrilling pleasure than being encroached on by the Celestial Star.

“Master. Mother-in-law.”

Completely engrossed in this similar mother-daughter rice bowl role-play, Baek-woon called her ‘those’ by her title that would be frightening to anyone who heard it.

View Gying.

“Kiheung♡”
“Kyahang♡”

When the vulva is activated, as if to prove that they are one body in the end, both rise to a forced climax and pour out their love juice like a brush, contaminating the floor. The birth of a puddle that is not strange even if someone sees it and thinks that a bowlful of water has been spilled.

Said Baiyun, looking down at her ‘s’ as she stared blankly at her own cock.

“They both climb onto the bed.”

And a fishy yet ferocious male smile.

“I’m going to rough that horny hole right now with this.”

A rant that gurgles her cock and spits it out.

It was a vulgar language that could not be thought of as a remark to those who called themselves teachers and mother-in-law.

“Yes, son-in-law♡”
“Yes, disciple♡”

It didn’t matter to them.