Natalie closed the book, there were many things she hadn't touched before, and she seemed to know a lot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 At this time, the prince grabbed her hand for a moment, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Highness, are you awake?"

The prince opened his eyes and saw Natalie, "Sister Natalie, have I fainted again? You have been here to guard me all this time, Sister Natalie, you are so good!" the prince smiled weakly, supported himself, and put his arms around Natalie's neck.

"Your Highness, no thanks, this is what I should do!"

"What should you do?" the prince let go of his hand, looked into Natalie's eyes, threw himself into her arms, and pressed his face against Natalie's small, straight breasts. It was soft, fragrant, and very comfortable, and the prince rubbed it slowly, with a smile on his face.

"Your Highness, ...... you" Natalie was taken aback, and pushed the prince away violently, looking at his face that immediately turned cold, afraid that he would twitch again like just now, and her tone softened, "Your Highness, uh," she hugged him stiffly and patted him on the back, "That's not good, outside, there are still people outside!"

Hearing Natalie's reason, the prince laughed again, "Sister Natalie, it turns out that it's because of this, that's easy to do, can't I just kill them all?"

"Your Highness, why did you kill them?"

"Who let them peek?" said the prince viciously with a fierce glint on his face.

"They're not looking, I mean, I mean mean," Natalie was a little inexplicably scared, "worried that they, in case, might peek!"

"Kill them, don't you have to worry about it?" the prince smiled innocently, as if telling a happy story.

"Your Highness, no, they don't dare to come in anyway!"

"That's right, it's still Sister Natalie's smart!" The prince squeezed into Natalie's arms again, rubbed his face against her breasts, wrapped one hand around Natalie's waist, and slowly touched her buttocks down!

―――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― Tom smeared a little scented oil on his hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gritted his teeth, grabbed Master Rensemill's little brother, and slowly set it up. Lord Rensemill's fat body lay on all sides on the bed, his eyes closed and enjoyed, and it took a long time for him to stand up.

Tom felt a wave of nausea in his stomach and immediately ran out of the room. In the hall, two or three slaves were waiting for Mrs. Rensemill, one of them caressing her nipples, one kneading her buttocks, and the other putting his hand into her lower side and slowly teasing her to get her excited.

Seeing Tom come out of the house, Mrs. Rensemill immediately groaned excitedly, "Little enemy, why is it so fast, I'm not ready!"

Tom came over, repulsed the slaves, and went into battle himself, and in three or two strokes, and there was wet water beneath Mrs. Rensemill! Mrs. Rensemill went into the room with some reluctance, and in a few moments came her high-pitched moans and the heavy wheezing of Lord Rensemill.

Tom washed his hands, cursed, and went to the garden, where he sat down on the steps in a daze. Suddenly, a man hugged him from behind, Tom leaned and took the man in his arms, "Little naughty, I haven't cleaned you up for a few days, it's itchy again, right?"

"Enn!" Yelia gasped happily, and soon vented, she opened her misty eyes and looked at Tom, "You are always so bad, you make people's hearts itch all the time!"

"Is it just itching in my heart? isn't it itching here?" said Tom's fingers moving again.

Elia stopped him, "Don't make a fuss, I have something to tell you," Elia sat on Tom's lap, "Just now, I heard that Madame invited Miss Genia and several other ladies to a tea party, this Miss Genia is said to be very close to the Shadow Killer Organization, and must know a lot of information!"

Tom stroked Yelia's plump and soft breasts, and said with a smile, "When did my little beauty become a spy?"

"It's not serious!" Ye Liya coquettishly poked Tom's forehead with her finger, "Okay, they're done, I'll go first, you have to remember, tomorrow!"

The low roar of Lord Rensemill and the voice of Madame Rensemill feigning high tide were heard in the room, and in a few moments Mrs. Rensemere came out with a look of disgust. As soon as she came out, the maidservants surrounded her, and the lady immediately ordered her to take a bath, and then turned to the bath on her right.

Tom immediately came to serve, jumped into the bath, swam to Mrs. Rensemill, and grabbed her firm from behind!

"Oh, they haven't washed it yet, the seeds of that dead fat pig are still in it, I want you to pull them out!" Mrs. Rensemill's face was full of impatience, one hand was picking under the water, and a pool of white heavy liquid floated, "It's disgusting!"

"Was it cool just now?" Tom grabbed her ass from behind with his other hand, his fingers gently parted, and his middle finger stabbed into her chrysanthemum with the lubrication of water.

"Ah, it hurts, you hate it!" Mrs. Rensemill slapped Tom's chest, but Tom's hand was too hard to break free, "You let go of people!"

Tom ignored it, and quickly picked it up, and in a few moments Mrs. Rensemill was gone, lying limply in Tom's arms. "I heard that tomorrow afternoon, you are going to have a tea party, and you are going to invite Miss Genia?"

"Why, what do you ...... to that fox," Mrs. Rensemill tilted her head and glared at Tom with a jealous face, "Hmph, you men are nothing good!"

"Well, we're all badass, I'll show you the badass now!"

"Oh, no, people are dying, Eun, oh, don't...... No...... Don't stop, hard, hard, oh!"

Tom went on the offensive again, and Lady Rensemill immediately fell to Tom's fingers!

In the afternoon of the next day, the tea party began in a small gazebo next to the gardens of Rensemill Manor. In addition to Miss Genia, Mrs. Rensemill invited Mrs. Cadison, wife of the engine manufacturer, Mrs. Mackell, wife of the owner of the food factory, and Mrs. Rahre, of the Council of Safety.

Miss Genia was glamorous, dressed in a pale pink shirt, with only three small cloths covering her shame, which was extremely tempting. It's her usual style.

"Miss Genia is visiting the planet Rhônata for the first time, isn't it?" Lady Rensemill broke the silence and said, "If you want to talk about Ronata, the most famous is this purple berry, women eat beauty and beauty, and men eat it without diminishing style, so it is also called 'nuts'!"

A handmaid peeled one for Miss Genia and placed it on a plate in front of her. Miss Genia picked it up and took a small bite, there was a lot of juice, and her ruddy tongue licked her plump and sexy lips, "It's really sweet and delicious!"

"Yes, yes, it's delicious!" said Mrs. Mackell, and began to eat with her head down.

"Hmph, is it that delicious?" Madame Rahret was very young, about the same age as Miss Genia, and she wore a long fuchsia dress, and her chest was very beautiful, otherwise she could not have been favored by Lord Rahret.

"Oh, Madame Lachlet, you can't say that," said Mrs. Cadison, who was the oldest here, but still charming, and she shook a small fan lightly, with a disapproving expression, she had always looked down on women like Madame Lachret, "Miss Genia is here for the first time, and I haven't eaten it, and of course I think it's delicious, but you, who have experienced all kinds of occasions and are with many big people, are of course accustomed to this, and it is not surprising!"

"What do you mean by that, and what do you mean by 'with a lot of adults?'" asked Madame Rahre, young and haughty, with some anger.

"Oh, hehe," said Mrs. Cardison, smiling, covering her mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing!" she still smiled, not at all sorry, "but," she picked up a nut and took a bite, "you haven't done it, why do you care so much?

Genia kept a charming smile, and deliberately straightened up the breasts of the dignitaries she was proud of, I don't know how many dignitaries and nobles she was proud of, "Yes, Mrs. Cardison is right! However, not everyone can do it, it depends on whether she has the capital" Miss Genia gently supported her left breast with one hand, and then ate the nut.

"Yes, yes!" chimed Mrs. Michael.

Mrs. Cadison snorted coldly and said no more.

For a moment, the scene became a little awkward. Lady Rensemill immediately ordered Tom to be summoned, "Three ladies, Miss Genia, would you like to take a look at one of the slaves I have just taken, he is very big there!"

The four of them didn't say anything, and Tom had already answered the call.

"Take off your clothes!"

Tom did so.

When the three ladies saw this, they were immediately stunned. I was so excited that I couldn't help but get wet, but I couldn't show it on my face. Madame Rahre, in particular, pretended to look away with a haughty face. From time to time, Mrs. Cadison stole and stared, not daring to gaze. Only Mrs. Mackle, who looked stupid, was about to drool out.

Madame Rensemill glanced at Miss Genia, who was also very interested, except that her eyes were not on Tom, but on his face.

"Supposedly, he and the 'undead flea' are together?" said Miss Genia suddenly.

"Yes, Miss Genia is really well-informed, but they have their own strengths!" said Mrs. Rensemill, deliberately stressing the word "long" and lengthening the syllables.