“La, Lanceil! Lanceil will do it.”

For a moment, Jiwoo could confirm the different reactions of each of them.

All of them had the same expression. A smiling face while seducing. But one thing was different.

With Jiwoo’s permission, Lanceil’s ears pricked up, but the rest’s ears went down slightly. Jiwoo felt unknown emotions tickle her chest.

Why… were they so cute?

Each of them was twice as tall as her. It was a strange feeling.

“It’s an honor. Jiwoo.”

Lanceil said nobly and sat down with her legs fully spread.

“Ah…”

And Jiwoo, who hadn’t even thought about it, very slightly regretted calling Lanceil out for the first time.

His pillar, which jumped out as soon as he took it out, was completely erect and full of blood, looking ferocious even without Jiwoo touching it.

Lanceil had already stood on his feet and adjusted himself to her opening.

From the first time she accepted it, Lanceil was too heavy to take in. When it was fully inserted, it was so large that he could visibly be seen entering her with the outline of his manhood within her belly.

Perhaps feeling the concern from Jiwoo’s expression, Callan said while gently kissing her on the cheek.

“It’s a good choice. If he’s the first… you’ll be more relaxed here and you’ll accept us more easily afterwards.”

“Ah, that’s…”

Callan spoke obscenities without using a single obscene word.
“What about me next? Tell me if Lanceil is not enough. I’ll fill you up—every nook and cranny.”

“I, I should… say that?”

“What’s wrong? I can do anything if I can seduce you.”

Callan stimulated Jiwoo, who was embarrassed, by kissing her ears and neck, and Helkainis, who had occupied Jiwoo’s lips so far, rushed to her chest.

Helka was a man of few words. Among them, Helka was the only one who she could not read clearly whenever they were in the middle of doing the deed. That is, she couldn’t tell the difference between his rational state and purely instinctual state.

“Haht. Uhhh…”

Scared to be distracted by someone else, Lanceil rubbed his pillar promiscuously on her. While waiting for Jiwoo to be ready while soaked in the slippery juice, he was just nervous, not ready.

Enciertes, who was watching Jiwoo’s eyes, casually reached out his hand.

“Enci, wait, wait, that’s…”

“But you…”

Enci opened his eyes lightly. There seemed to be something dissatisfying to him as his ears were laid back.

“You keep talking formally to me. Why? The other day, you gladly changed your attitude with Tevon.”

It was clear that it was a conversation they had while she accepted food and flowers in front of the lab. Enciertes, who seemed like a little boy unlike his face, seemed to remember everything that happened that day.

“…Is it because you’re uncomfortable with me?”

“N, no…”

“After today, you’ll be comfortable too.”

“What does that mean, hu, huuhk…!”

Lanceil widened her opening and began to enter, and Jiwoo tilted her head and moaned.

“Haa!”

When Enci pressed her cl*toris with his delicate fingers, Lanceil’s manhood, which seemed like it would never be able to come in, slipped in while filling her inner walls up with its girth.

“Hu, huhk!”

The insertion was excruciatingly slow. While sweating profusely, he slowly inserted it, but she felt more pressure than pleasure. Jiwoo’s whole body was tense.

“It’s too slow. It’s rather a burden. Put it in at once.”

“Is it?”

Lanceil replied to Enci’s scolding seriously.

“N….o, no, nhh!”

Jiwoo was alarmed and spoke urgently, but Lanceil had already accepted the advice.

Slowly, the flesh that had been half squeezed in suddenly plunged all the way to the root.

“Huahh!”

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