Zell was surprised when Rika was the one to push him down; until now, she was so submissive anytime they did lewd things; as he felt her warm, honey-scented breath blowing down his face, she looked down at him with an affectionate gaze, softly caressing his chest.
Rika fluttered her golden eyes, narrowing them before brushing her lips against his, "Zell, let's do it here, in the open. You don't need to move or overwork; we'll squeeze you dry, okay?"
Her voice was like magic, sending signals through his brain, causing his body to shudder, her soft lips wrapping around his, softly, passionately sucking on him as two hands began to massage his arms and thighs.
Nora let her ample bosom brush against his shin as she played with his legs. In contrast, Cynthia's delicate hands stroked along his forearms, a strange tingle of mana entering his body from her fingers, like a needle slowly removing his fatigue.
