A Hot Day in Gurefia

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"Hmm." Sunlight streamed in through the window, bringing a sliver of light into the room. As time passed, the direction of the sunlight slowly changed, soon illuminating the man's face on the bed. Stimulated by the light, the man's brows furrowed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Before him lay fair skin; the boy realized his face was pressed between a pair of snow-white mounds. He looked up, and what came into view was the sleeping posture of the silver-haired maid. With each breath of Grayfia, the red nipples swayed with the rise and fall of her fair body. This caused his penis, inserted into her vagina, to instantly swell.

"Ah," Grayfia's delicate eyebrows twitched at the stirring of her partner. With a lazy, alluring sound, she slowly opened her eyelids, looking at the face rubbing against her cleavage, a hint of helplessness flashing in her silver pupils.

"Lord Issei, so early in the morning, oh." "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law." "Since you're calling me sister-in-law, don't, hmm, be gentle." As Issei took his right nipple into his mouth, Grayfia's reproachful words abruptly stopped, replaced by a hurried sound. Issei's teeth bit down on the tender red nipple, his tongue sweeping back and forth across it.

Grayfia's breathing became increasingly rapid, to the point that her voice became intermittent.

"Sister-in-law." After sucking a few times, Issei looked up at the silver-haired maid, his tone full of pleading. His now pale gold vertical pupils were filled with desire, and just staring at the queen's face made Grayfia tremble like an ancient dragon. Looking at Issei's eyes, which were filled with desire and longing, the refusal that was on the tip of her tongue was swallowed back. "Could it be..." A blush crept onto her hesitant face, and the room fell silent. Her snow-white breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, while the saliva of the pomfret dripped slowly from her rosy nipples.

"Lord Issei..." After a moment's thought, Grayfia decided to refuse Issei's request. In her opinion, spoiling the Crimson Dragon Emperor too much was not good, and young people shouldn't be thinking about sex all the time. The responsible queen completely ignored how wild she had been under Issei last night, and forgot the undeniable fact that dragons are inherently lustful. Just as the silver-haired maid was considering how to politely refuse, the friction from her lower body made the queen involuntarily groan. It turned out that the impatient Issei had secretly moved his warm penis a few times, and the subtle sound of water was now so clear.

"Sister-in-law..." "There are still two hours until it's time to get up." A tingling sensation entered Grayfia's mind, causing the queen to groan involuntarily. Although Issei didn't continue moving, the feeling of fullness within him grew increasingly pronounced. Looking at the face slightly contorted by suppressed desire, the Queen pursed her lips, turned to look at the clock on the wall, and uttered words that would make the Crimson Dragon Emperor ecstatic. Then, Grayfia felt the air spraying on her chest become heavier, rising upwards, and as the hot breath brushed against her neck, a tongue licked her slender neck. The Queen's body trembled, and a trembling sound escaped her lips.

This acted like a signal, triggering a switch in Issei's mind. Issei's lips rained down on Grayfia's alluring neck, his hands tightly grasping her swaying breasts and kneading them vigorously. Her snow-white breasts changed shape like dough under the boy's hands. Grayfia no longer suppressed herself, and her moans grew increasingly rapid. When Issei turned his face back, he saw that Yuki's face was flushed with an alluring blush, completely different from her usual cold expression. A hint of shyness flashed in her bright silver eyes. Issei lowered his head, and as he pressed his lips against hers, Griffia trembled slightly and obediently opened her lips. Their lips pressed tightly together, their wet tongues intertwining in heavy breaths. The maid's snow-white hands went around to the back of Issei's head, hesitated for a moment, then clasped tightly together on the back of his head.

After a long, wet kiss, a long, glistening line stretched between their lips and teeth under the sunlight before being severed. The prolonged, passionate kiss made the queen's breathing slightly erratic. Her eyes, filled with intense desire, swept over Issei, allowing him to press her long, beautiful legs down on either side.

"Sister, I'm here." As soon as Issei finished speaking, the penis inserted into her vagina began to thrust back and forth, the muddy passage making the thrusting easier. As their bodies swayed, the silver-haired maid's urgent moans grew louder, her raised legs wrapping around the man's back. The thick penis, gripped tightly by her vaginal muscles, repeatedly pressed against her cervix, the deep penetration causing Griffia to unconsciously twist her slender waist, her breasts, pressed into round pancakes, rubbing against Issei's body.

"Sister, may I call you by your name?" "No." The cold, devoid of any lustful tone made Issei stiffen abruptly. Just as he was filled with fear, he saw a charming smile on Grayfia's face, her breath sweet as orchids as she whispered in his ear: "You can move a little more vigorously, Mr. Issei." As soon as she finished speaking, the Queen felt the penis inside her harden by a third, and then felt her body being pulled up. "Ah!" With a soft gasp, Grayfia, sitting on the bed, subconsciously leaned against Issei, her hands tightly gripping his back for balance.

"Huff, huff." His heavy breathing tickled her neck. At this moment, her snow-white face was resting on Issei's shoulder, trying to avoid his lustful, vertical pupils. Perhaps it was the rare, charming smile that stimulated Issei's nerves, his penis became even hotter, and under the influence of gravity, the glans was constantly sucked by his cervix. Enjoying the tingling pleasure, Issei laboriously thrust his penis a few times, causing the maid in his arms to gasp repeatedly, their bodies instinctively pressing closer together. The tightness of Grayfia's passage intensified the pleasure accumulating on his penis. Enduring the urge to ejaculate, he thrust a dozen more times before finally letting out a low growl and ejaculating deep into the queen's honeyed depths.

"Ah, so much!" A large amount of semen washed over Grayfia's soft clitoris, her full, white body trembling as she let out a long, seductive moan. The hands and feet around Issei's back unconsciously tightened their grip, her long legs trembling as she gushed out copious amounts of love juice, both reaching orgasm together.

"Hoo hoo, are you satisfied, Issei?" Grayfia's words trailed off as she looked up, recovering from the afterglow of her orgasm. She saw that his pale golden pupils hadn't disappeared, and his penis, still erect from ejaculation, remained perfectly erect. "Sister, you can get up now." Looking at the slightly diminished desire in his golden eyes and the childish face struggling to hold back something, the Queen let out a long breath. Suddenly, with a forceful movement, she pinned him down beneath her amidst the boy's gasp.

"Mmm," Grayfia felt the warmth within her body, the hot semen mixed with the warm nectar slowly flowing down her pink flower path. She subconsciously twisted her slender waist, the friction between the penis and her flower path causing the Queen to let out a soft moan. With her hands resting on either side of Issei's head, Grayfia smiled and said, "Now it's my turn to serve you, Mr. Issei." She then lowered her head, and after a long kiss, as the glistening thread of semen hanging from their lips broke as their lips parted, Grayfia's full hips began to sway up and down.

"Slap, slap, slap." Amidst long, panting breaths, the erect penis repeatedly moved in and out of her wet vagina, leaving specks of semen.

Issei couldn't help but reach out, wanting to grasp the swaying, white breasts before him completely. However, no matter how he spread his hands, he couldn't manage it. In the end, he could only squeeze the soft, smooth areolas, to which the Queen responded with a long, drawn-out moan. The atmosphere in the room was incredibly hot; it would probably be a while before they woke up.

Unbeknownst to them, the minute hand of the clock on the wall had already completed more than a full circle. Issei was now sitting on the bed, a satisfied expression on his face. The Crimson Dragon Emperor's eyes, having released his desire, returned to their usual appearance. Grayfia stood in front of him with her back to him, completely naked. Issei looked at the Queen's slowly rising and falling white back and the slightly swaying, round, full buttocks, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. As he exhaled, he appeared behind the silver-haired, large-breasted maid, his fingers sliding between Grayfia's legs.

"Lord Issei, it's time to eat." The calm but unquestionable tone made the hand that was caressing Grayfia's fair and pert buttocks stop.

Although somewhat unwilling, Issei didn't dare disobey his stepsister's will. He let out a long breath and pinched his buttocks with his fingers. "So smooth." Feeling the wonderful touch, Issei withdrew his hand.

However, he didn't notice that as his fingers slid across Grayfia's pert buttocks, Grayfia's lips parted, and a hint of lust flashed in her silver eyes.

Half a circle of time passed, and Issei sat at the table enjoying the breakfast prepared for him by the Queen. Grayfia, now dressed in her maid outfit, stood quietly behind Issei with her hands crossed over her lower abdomen, just like a real maid. However, Issei looked listless in front of the steaming tea, even though it was food that Grayfia had carefully prepared.

"Hey, Mr. Issei, you're always so full of desire." Feeling the decadent aura emanating from the boy beside her, Grayfia let out a long sigh. Under Issei's probing gaze, she willingly sat on his lap. As the chair creaked under the weight, Grayfia clearly felt the gaze behind her become excited. A thick penis pressed against her buttocks, causing the silver-haired maid to gasp.

"Haha, hold on tight and don't move." The hard shaft slid beneath her buttocks, Grayfia's breathing became heavy, and her speech became incoherent. She slowly got up, adjusted the position of her skirt to cover the penis, then turned slightly to sit down, trapping the erect penis between her legs.

"Oh," "Ugh." The moment the penis touched her full, white thighs, two low moans escaped simultaneously from Issei and Grayfia. The erect penis rubbed against her plump labia through her panties, the heat emanating from her lower body making Grayfia go limp in Issei's arms. The maid, however, hadn't forgotten her purpose. She stopped Issei's hands from groping her breasts, then bit into a piece of bread from the table, held it in her lips, and turned back, her eyes filled with seductive allure, asking, "Want some?" Issei's answer was his lips pressing against hers. As their lips met, soft moans escaped their tightly pressed lips, crumbs of bread falling between their intertwined tongues. Grayfia's hot, delicate body swayed, her labia clamped between her legs and the penis through her panties, the stiff shaft sinking into the fabric, leaving wet patches spreading around it. The penis throbbed, a deep "humph" echoing. The queen's fair arms hardened, and Issei's hands seized the opportunity to break free, climbing up to her high, white breasts and squeezing and kneading them.

"Ah!" With Issei's movements, Grayfia's head rose high, a high-pitched moan escaping from her bright red lips. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her body trembling slightly, and the sound of flowing water came from her lower body. Issei took the opportunity to pull down the bow on the queen's neck, opening her clothes and exposing her full breasts to the air. On her slightly swaying areolas, the pink and tender nipples were already erect.

"I'm starting." "Ah, no, don't." Amid Grayfia's weak protests, Issei buried his head in her round breasts, opening his mouth to bite the tender red nipple, and a "slurp" sucking sound immediately followed. "Breakfast isn't that kind of thing." Although she said this, the queen, panting heavily, instead used her hands to hold Issei's head, her silver ponytail rubbing against her cheeks with the swaying of her body, and her panting once again filled the room. The tableware and food on the table were swept aside, and amidst the clattering sounds, the queen, her eyes glazed with desire, was pressed down onto the wooden table. Her panties were pulled aside, and a thick penis was inserted into her tender little hole. Under the intense feeling of fullness, Grayfia couldn't help but let out a low moan. "Ah." "So much!" "Hehe, my sister is so charming." Next to the subway station, facing Issei's praise, Grayfia happily placed her fingers on his waist, rotating her soft flesh 360 degrees to express her gratitude. The pained Issei could only force a smile, letting Grayfia vent her inner anger. "Hmph." After giving a cold snort, the silver-haired maid involuntarily moved a few steps away from Issei, using this to avoid the increasingly crowded people and the occasional groping hands. Standing behind her, Issei looked at the full and rounded curves of her back under the maid's outfit and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's the last day." "Yes, it's the last day." "Sister?" The same words stirred up Issei's doubts. Was it his imagination? He felt that the last day the maid mentioned wasn't the same as what he was talking about. Sensing a slight unease, Issei subconsciously asked. Grayfia trembled slightly, turned her body slightly, and smiled, saying, "No, I was just remarking how fast time flies. Lady Rias and the others will be back tomorrow." The gentle smile on her cheek quickly dispelled Issei's doubts. However, he didn't notice the twisted look that flashed across Grayfia's sweet face when she turned around. "Ding-dong!" After the crisp bell rang, the train slowly pulled in, and the crowd surged in as the doors opened. Issei struggled to use his body to create some space for Grayfia in the carriage, preventing the groping hands of certain people from succeeding.

He deflected the angry glares from the people next to him. At this moment, Grayfia stood in the corner of the carriage, holding onto the handrail with one hand. Issei stood behind her, like a gatekeeper separating the maid in front of him from the noisy crowd behind. Smelling the delicate fragrance so close to him, Issei couldn't help but sigh, "What a wonderful woman." It was a pity he could only hold her until today; after all, it was a promise.

Thinking this, a desire rose within Issei again. Using the pressure of the crowd, he moved closer to Grayfia and reached out to touch her ample buttocks. Grayfia turned her head, looking at his once again pale gold vertical pupils, without saying a word, simply turning back and holding onto the handrail. With the queen's tacit approval, Issei's hands rubbed her buttocks a few times, feeling the smooth texture of the maid's outfit. His hands then traveled up her rounded buttocks, past her flat stomach, and pressed against her full, large breasts.

"Hmph." Her breasts, shaped like dough, writhed under the maid's outfit, and if she relaxed even slightly, they would return to their original shape.

"Oh, gently." A suppressed voice escaped from between her lips, then was drowned out by the noise of the train. One of Ichisei's hands parted one breast, revealing a noticeable bulge in her clothing. His hand moved downwards, pulling open the skirt and slipping between her legs, pulling down her white panties and inserting it into her vulva. "Oh!" Ichisei immediately felt his fingers sink into the warm, wet flesh, his fingers struggling to move within the tight vaginal muscles. The slightly rough fingertips scraped against her flesh, and suppressed moans escaped from Grayfia's lips. More and more fluid flowed from her palm, dripping down her thighs onto her white stockings.

"Sister..." "Hmm?" Grayfia managed a muffled sound from her nose, as if asking Ichisei why he had stopped. The heat pressing against her buttocks perfectly illustrated this point. With the rhythm of the train, Issei's penis pressed against her rounded buttocks repeatedly. Even through two layers of clothing, the Queen could still feel the heat emanating from behind. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she remained silent. Without Grayfia's permission, Issei dared not make any further moves, only using his fingers to thrust in and out of her vagina, occasionally pressing his clitoris with his thumb, eliciting rapid, sweet breaths from the silver-haired maid.

"Hoo," After a moment of silence, Grayfia let out a long sigh, lowering her right hand from the handrail and pushing away Issei's hand that was kneading her breasts. "Kaka," the soft sound did not escape Issei's ears. His hand, which had been on her chest, reached out again, grasping her large, round breasts exposed to the air, kneading them continuously.

Issei withdrew his hand from her vagina, placing his honey-scented palm behind her buttocks, slowly lifting her skirt.

With soft moans, Gurefia's snow-white buttocks were exposed to the air. Her white panties, soaked in her honey-like fluid, clung tightly to her lower body, the transparent fabric outlining the shape of her labia. More and more fluid flowed down the edges of her panties onto her snow-white thighs. As Ichisei pulled down Gurefia's panties, her beautiful petals opened and closed, revealing her pink vagina, glistening with moisture. Unfortunately, this beautiful sight was blocked by Ichisei, and no one could see it.

"Hmm," Ichisei impatiently aimed his penis at her petals, rubbed it against them, and with a thrust of his hips, his love-sucking penis parted her labia and plunged straight into her muddy little hole. "Hmph," the sudden feeling of fullness made Gurefia's delicate body tremble. She shuddered and stood on tiptoe to make it easier for the boy behind her to thrust. Her large hands grasped her snow-white breasts again, her two index fingers pinching and kneading her pink nipples back and forth. As the train moved forward, their bodies swayed rhythmically back and forth. Amidst the dripping sounds drowned out by the noise, their lewd fluids spilled onto the carriage floor.

Part Two: The Queen's Passionate Relationship with Her Adopted Brother.

Due to a major incident, Kuoh Academy had to be rebuilt. To differentiate it from the previous school, the leader added the word "New" to its name. As for what major incident it was, Issei found himself not quite remembering, but he dared not ask Grayfia. As for the reason, he was currently at school.

"Good morning, Chairwoman." Because of Grayfia's insistence, almost no one in the school knew that the aloof, elegant maid Chairwoman was Issei's adoptive sister. Watching the students respectfully bow to the Queen, Issei secretly rejoiced. They would never know that the Chairwoman's vagina, which he admired, was soaked with a man's semen. Perhaps sensing something, Grayfia turned around, her cold gaze in her silver pupils seeming to warn Issei, "Go to class." "Don't come looking for her at school," was the agreement between Grayfia and Issei. So, the lecherous Red Dragon Emperor took one last look at her alluring curves before turning his gaze away and obediently running towards the school building.

However, Issei was unaware that besides him, two other pairs of eyes were also fixed on that captivating figure. Compared to the reserved Issei, these two gazes brazenly swept over her beautiful curves, filled with desire. Grayfia paused, clearly sensing the unabashed gazes behind her, but the queen said nothing and continued walking. Unnoticed by anyone, Grayfia's smooth tongue swept across her bright red lips.

"Mmm." In the chairman's room, Grayfia dropped her cold exterior in front of others, revealing a weary expression. The swaying of her hips and the sensation from her lower body made her blush. She quickly walked to the table, hesitated for a moment, and sat down. Amidst the rustling sounds, Gurefia lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties. From her wet, glistening petals, a mixture of love fluid and white mucus slowly oozed out.

Looking at the fluid flowing from her genitals, Gurefia instinctively pulled a tissue from a nearby cloth. Holding the wet panties in her right hand, she hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth, tossed the tissue in her left hand into the wastebasket, crumpled the panties into a ball, and pressed them against her labia.

"Mmm." At first, Gurefia's movements were gentle, simply wiping away the continuously flowing semen. The tingling sensation from the fabric rubbing her labia wasn't intense, only causing the queen to groan occasionally. Gradually, her silver pupils misted over, her hands wiping her genitals faster and harder, her high-heeled feet rubbing back and forth, drops of love fluid falling, and sweet breaths echoing throughout the room. Glefia gritted her teeth, pulled down her panties, and pressed her other hand against her engorged vulva.

"Knock knock. Chairman, may I come in?" Just as Glefia's hand was about to begin caressing her wet labia, a few knocks sounded at the door. The voices outside pulled the Queen from her desire, and her eyes, which had regained their clarity, looked at the doorway. She glanced at the panties in her hand and quickly placed them on the pen holder beside her. The Queen straightened her appearance, barely managing to regain her usual cold demeanor, and said in a cool tone as she looked at the doorway.

"Come in." The words had barely left her lips when Glefia was startled. Her voice was no longer as cold as usual, but instead carried a strange tinge. However, the wooden door had already slowly opened. Glefia could only touch the silver braid beside her neck, hoping that the person who came in wouldn't notice anything amiss. When she saw the boy who walked in, she knew that her hopes were likely dashed.

"Chairman, good day." The boy was wearing the uniform of Kuoh Academy and a pair of large glasses. Gurefia had heard the same greeting countless times, yet the Queen sensed something amiss. A cool, probing gaze swept over her, and the boy ruffled his tousled hair, lowering his head in embarrassment. Only then did Gurefia realize that she had only managed to hide her underwear and forgotten to get off the table. The Queen was now sitting on the table, a faint blush on her face a testament to lingering desire.

"Ahem." More importantly, Gurefia had only managed to tuck her underwear under the desk, forgetting to close her legs. Although her long skirt wouldn't expose her, the probing gaze hidden behind her glasses still stirred a hint of shyness within the Queen. Gurefia coughed a few times, using the opportunity to shift her weight back slightly, crossing her left leg over her right, and touching her ponytail, attempting to conceal her embarrassment.

"Matsuda-kun, is something the matter?" Seeing this, the man in front of her pushed up his glasses, his eyes showing confusion.

Grayfia knew what the boy was thinking, but she couldn't explain herself. Her lower body was still full of semen, her clitoris still soaked in warm, sticky fluid. Standing up now would be awkward, and if the dripping fluid were seen, it would be a disaster. So Grayfia could only pretend to be nonchalant and ask Matsuda.

"I'm here to report on my work progress this month." "Okay, please go ahead." Grayfia then remembered that in the last incident, the boy in front of her, like Issei, had been corrupted by evil forces. After the incident, because his condition wasn't as severe as Issei's, Grayfia gave him the task of observing Kuoh Academy and reporting back once a month. This was the first time the two had met this month. The Queen admitted that she was doing this to avoid Akita; seeing him would remind her of the ripples from that incident. Oh, right, wasn't there a boy back then? What was his name again? Motohama.

Grayfia's attention wasn't on what Matsuda was saying, like being sandwiched between the two, moaning softly due to the magic's influence. Although the Queen tried hard not to recall those events, some things become clearer the more you try to avoid thinking about them. The feeling of the penis churning inside her, the man's panting breaths, the intoxicating pleasure constantly assaulting Grayfia's mind, a lazy moan escaping her lips.

"Chairman?" This immediately caught Matsuda's attention. Seeing his concerned expression, Grayfia was trying to figure out how to brush him off. The soft dripping sound didn't escape the ears of the two superhumans present (Matsuda's effect was due to the aftereffects of being enhanced by magic). They both looked down at the ground, where small water stains were spreading, with a wisp of white, sticky liquid floating in them, and drops of liquid were slowly dripping down the hem of her skirt.

"Hmm." Only then did Grayfia realize that her vulva was soaking wet. She unconsciously rested her left leg on her right knee, which not only did not stop the liquid from slowly flowing out, but also drew Matsuda's gaze to her white legs, which were exposed as her skirt shortened. With each dripping sound, the atmosphere in the room became subtle.

"Ms. Grayfia." "Please have some self-respect." Grayfia became wary of Matsuda's increasingly dangerous gaze. Seeing the queen's guarded expression, Matsuda, who had taken a step forward, had to stop. His eyes filled with desire, he said, "Ms. Grayfia, I think about you constantly, about that wonderful day." "It wasn't a pleasant memory for me." Looking at the pleading in his lustful eyes, Grayfia swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. This didn't mean she would succumb to Matsuda's words. Seeing Grayfia's silence as a form of resistance, Matsuda didn't stop talking. With each word he spoke, Grayfia's memories of that day became clearer, and her desire surged. As Matsuda spoke, the lustful fluid between her legs continued to drip. What the bespectacled boy didn't notice was that Grayfia's long, slender legs, which had been clenched tightly, began to slowly rub together, as if she were enduring something.

"Mmm," recalling the feeling of Akita's penis thrusting and pounding against her clitoris, Grayfia felt as if a penis was truly churning inside her. A soft moan escaped her lips, and the delicate atmosphere in the room heated up. "Ms. Grayfia," Akita could no longer resist at this sight, and he took a sudden step forward. Grayfia watched the figure rushing towards her, just like that day, and her wet, moist vagina contracted a few times, a gush of love fluid flowing out. Gasping for breath, Grayfia lost her chance to stop Akita, letting his lips press against hers.

"Mmm, mmm." With soft moans, her fair hands pounded Akita's chest. Her hands, capable of tearing through steel, were now so weak. When Akita slipped his fingers under her skirt, Grayfia's body trembled, and her hands involuntarily stopped, weakly grasping at the front of Akita's clothes. As the boy's fingers rubbed back and forth, the "gurgling" sound grew louder, and Grayfia's hands slowly wrapped around Akita's neck.

"Hmm." "Ms. Grayfia, look what this is?" Crystal clear love juice gushed out from under her skirt. Their lips parted, and the queen, her face flushed, leaned against Akita. Hearing the smug voice in her ear and watching the love juice-covered fingers waving in front of her eyes, Grayfia gave a coquettish "I don't know," and then buried her head in the boy's shoulder.

"Oh." "Ah, no." After the meaningful sounds, Akita's hand pulled up Grayfia's skirt, revealing her long, beautiful legs clad in white stockings, her lower body already wet and glistening between her labia. Akita's other hand was playing with her petals, his index finger inserting into the crevice, penetrating deeper and deeper, bringing out droplets of water. Grayfia's fiery body writhed in Akita's arms, a scream of "Ah!" escaping her lips as streams of love fluid gushed from her burning honeypot.

"Ms. Grayfia, please close the door, after all..." Under Akita's expectant gaze, Grayfia slowly closed her eyes, waving her hand, and the door slowly shut. Cheers erupted as the Queen was pinned to the table by Akita. Before the door closed completely, through the crack, one could see Akita's head lowering, Grayfia's two long, white-stockinged legs spread apart, then wrapped around Akita's waist. A satisfied moan escaped her lips as the door closed, obscuring the scene inside, leaving only a single sentence lingering in the air.

"It's the last day after all." "Yes, the last day." In the library, Akita, grinning, echoed Grayfia's words, pretending to push his workbook in front of the Queen while placing his hand on her thigh and stroking it through her skirt. Grayfia glanced at Akita, who was putting on a "I'm a good student" act, but her eyes, still brimming with lust after their lovemaking, served no purpose as a warning. Grayfia could only slap Akita's hand away and shift her body slightly to the side, creating some distance.

As Grayfia explained the problem to herself, Akita, unwilling to give up, placed his hand on her skirt again. Once, twice, until finally Grayfia reluctantly gave up, letting the rough hand slide across her thigh through her skirt. The silver-haired maid's concession only emboldened Akita to push his luck further. "Ah!" After a gasp, Grayfia glanced around, relieved to see no one was watching. She then turned to the boy beside her, her angry gaze saying it all.

"We'll be found out." A playful voice mingled with the rustling sound of hands against fabric. If anyone looked down, they would see Grayfia's long skirt pulled up above her thighs, revealing her high-heeled feet and long, slender legs. Akita's hand was caressing her calves through the white stockings, as if handling a work of art.

"Chairman, your legs are amazing, I could play with them for three years." Suppressing the urge to beat him up, Grayfia turned her face away, refusing to look at his wicked grin. Akita's hand slid down her long, white-stockinged legs and into the skirt, where it was quickly trapped by her thighs. A warning look came from the side, but Akita just smiled and didn't speak; the slight trembling of his skirt proved he wasn't idle. A mist rose in Gurefia's clear, cold eyes, a blush crept across her face, and her body writhed as if she were enduring something.

"No, don't." Akita pulled Gurefia into his arms and gave her a long kiss. Their lips parted, and looking at Gurefia's blushing face, Akita pointed to his crotch, where a bulge was visible in his pants. Gurefia's hand trembled as she pressed it against the bulge, grasping and rubbing the erect penis in her hand, occasionally pressing the urethral opening with her fingers. Her fair palm moved up and down, feeling the pulse in her palm. Gurefia's high heels rubbed against the ground as she slowly parted her legs, allowing Akita's fingers to penetrate her wet vagina. Those passing by in the library would never have guessed that their aloof and elegant chairman was masturbating a student. After all, it

was the last day.

"Ah..." With each movement of her hand, more and more fluid seeped from the urethral opening, staining her fair palm. Before ejaculating, Grayfia made a surprising move. She flicked her finger, dropping an eraser to the ground, and then bent down as if to pick it up. Under Akita's gaze, she proactively lowered her head and took his penis into her mouth, tightly gripping the glans with her lips and teasing the urethral opening with her smooth tongue.

With a "hiss," Akita pressed down hard on the back of Grayfia's head, letting the silver-haired maid's hot breath hit his lower abdomen, while his other hand grasped one of Grayfia's soft, large breasts and kneaded it vigorously. His penis became increasingly intertwined with Grayfia's tongue, and after the queen's throat twitched a few times, Akita let out a comfortable groan, and with a "plop," thick semen shot into her red, moist mouth. The strong, fishy stench in her mouth made Grayfia frown and squint. She swallowed a few times, gulping down all the semen, then sucked on the glans a few times to draw out the remaining semen before raising her head.

"Satisfied?" "Hehe." Akita didn't need to say anything more; the silver-haired maid's still-erect penis, covered in her saliva, said it all. Looking at the glans oozing white fluid, Grayfia smiled at Akita, who was still grinning mischievously. The allure that appeared on her delicate, aloof face made her incredibly charming. Grayfia continued to turn her head to the side, explaining the problem at hand. As her cool voice echoed again in the library, Grayfia shifted her body, their buttocks touching, her tightly closed legs parting slightly, allowing a hand that had been playing tricks on her thighs to slip between them. Akita's fingers slid into the wetness and began to move. "Hmph," Grayfia let out a satisfied moan, her delicate white hands once again grasping and rubbing the throbbing penis. In a secluded corner of the library, the head maid, who appeared cold to outsiders, was transforming into a teacher. However, no one noticed the subtle atmosphere between the two, the suspicious blush on Grayfia's face, and the graceful movements of her body. Even less did anyone notice the erasers that kept falling and the queen's constantly lowering head.

"It's the last day after all." "Yeah, the last day." On the train, Grayfia echoed Akita's words. After school, Akita used this as an excuse to suggest that everyone go to Issei for a meal. The burning desire in his eyes was almost enough to make him say that he wanted to do something shameful. And the clueless (in Grayfia's words) Issei didn't even notice his friend's dirty desire. He not only readily agreed but was also tricked into preparing by Akita's sweet talk, leaving Akita and Grayfia alone. The Queen remained silent the whole time. Grayfia admitted that she was a little angry because she saw that after everything they had been through, Issei-sama was still so naive and unsuspecting. She would never admit that there was any other reason. In the end, she and Akita took the train home together.

After finishing her business, it was rush hour, and the train carriage was packed with people. Even with Akita acting as a human shield for the silver-haired, busty maid, Iku had many hands brushing against Grayfia's round, pert buttocks, and quite a few were kneading them. Amidst the surging crowd, the two finally found their footing in a more secluded spot. Grayfia's delicate face was flushed with an alluring blush. Because of the crowd, her breathing was slightly labored, and her body was almost pressed against Akita's. Suddenly, Grayfia felt a hot, hard object pressing against her abdomen.

"Mmm," Grayfia instinctively shifted a few times, but the crowd prevented her from moving. Instead, her movements caused her abdomen to rub against the penis. Hearing Matsuda's moans of pleasure, the silver-haired maid stopped moving, gripping the handrails tightly, letting the penis rub against her lower abdomen. As the carriage swayed, their bodies moved rhythmically, the tips of his penises pressing against the queen's soft belly. Glefia glanced at Matsuda with displeasure, only to see a look of pleasure on his face, and in the end, she could only let it be. Glefia's breath mingled with Akita's, creating a subtly tense atmosphere between them.

"Hmm." "What's wrong?" "No, nothing." At that moment, a pair of large hands pressed against her round, pert buttocks. The sensation from behind made Glefia gasp softly. The touch was fleeting, leaving her unsure if she'd encountered a pervert. Faced with Akita's concerned gaze, Glefia simply shook her head. The sensation on her buttocks was fleeting, as if it were just Gleafia's imagination. But just as she relaxed, those large hands pressed down again, this time with even more force. Her full buttocks sank into the fabric of her skirt. At that moment, the crowd shifted, a soft cry escalated, and Gleafia pressed herself against Akita.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, Gleafia's full breasts flattened into a pancake shape. Akita inhaled the fragrance emanating from her body so close to his, the air exhaled from her red lips brushing against his chest. Akita could no longer restrain himself. He reached out and pressed Gleafia's chin, forcing her to lift her head. Under the gaze of her hazy silver eyes, Akita slowly lowered his head.

"No," Gleafia's weak protest was silenced by his lips. Her hands clung limply to Akita's chest, letting his tongue entwine with hers. Those around them, seeing this, turned away in embarrassment. The Queen's delicate appearance aroused Akita's desire. His tongue actively parted her white teeth, sweeping back and forth in her moist mouth. Unbeknownst to him, someone behind Griffia was caressing the Queen's buttocks. Seeing that the maid in front of him did not react, the person behind her was no longer satisfied with the touch of the fabric, but instead pulled up the long skirt, exposing her slender white-stockinged legs and buttocks covered by panties to his eyes.

"Huff," "No," the breathing behind her became heavy. Her lips parted, and Griffia, with her seductive eyes, had only uttered two words when Akita sealed her red lips again. The man behind her pulled the Queen's panties down to her knees, then pressed his fingers against her already erect clitoris and rubbed it back and forth. "Hmph, hmph." Under the teasing of the man's fingers, Gleafia's red lips emitted seductive moans. Encouraged, Akita kissed her even more passionately, unaware that copious amounts of nectar were dripping from her pink labia, flowing down her snow-white thighs and onto her stockings.

"Mmm." Gleafia's tightly pressed legs slowly parted, and the man's palm pressed against her labia, two fingers rubbing back and forth on her petals. His middle finger, inserted between her labia, was tightly encircled by the vaginal flesh, and with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, it moved in and out. The slightly rough fingers rubbed against the tight vaginal flesh, sending jolts through the queen's mind, and her sexy, alluring body instantly tensed. Then, Gleafia tightly embraced Akita, offering her red lips to him, her white toes rising, and glistening love juice gushed forth from between his fingers. Before the maid could catch her breath, a hot, thick penis rubbed back and forth between her smooth labia. His hands, glistening with love juice

, patted her round buttocks, signaling her to raise her body slightly. "No, don't." Though she said this, the lust in the queen's eyes could no longer be concealed. The penis, thrusting in and out of her labia, was quickly covered in warm nectar. With a panting breath, Grayfia's toes slowly rose, her delicate white hands trying to stop Akita's hands from going down, but powerless to stop them from unbuttoning her clothes. As the silver-haired maid's beautiful breasts were exposed to the air, the nectar-covered penis plunged hard into her already wet and sticky vagina.

"Hmph hmph hmph." Akita's hands grasped her large, white breasts, kneading them into various shapes. Akita occasionally teased her erect, red nipples with his fingers. The man behind her felt his penis sink into a warm embrace, the tight vaginal muscles gripping his shaft so tightly he almost ejaculated. After a brief pause, adjusting to the wonderful tightness within Gurefia's body, the man swayed his hips, his hot penis thrusting back and forth in her honeyed depths.

"Mmm..." The humiliation of being wantonly played with caused Gurefia to bite her thin lower lip tightly, but it was useless. The hot sensation from her lower body made Gurefia even more excited. Her consciousness gradually blurred, the queen took the initiative to sway her hips, actively using the tender flesh inside her vagina to tighten around the man's penis behind her. Lubricated by her honeyed fluid, the man thrust even harder, making "gurgling" sounds as his large glans slammed heavily against her clitoris each time.

A sharp "hiss" from the forceful thrusting made the person behind her gasp deeply. After several more thrusts, the man let out a low growl, his throbbing penis plunging all the way in, ejaculating hot semen deep into her wet, flower-like passage. A large amount of semen washed over her delicate flower core, causing Grayfia's sexy and alluring body to tremble like a leaf. She tightly embraced Akita, her long, beautiful legs flowing with copious amounts of nectar.

"Satisfied, Mr. Akita, Mr. Motohama?" "Oh dear, oh dear, you've been found out." A cold voice, tinged with contempt, paused as the hand that had been roaming over her buttocks paused. An embarrassed voice came from behind. Yes, the person behind Grayfia was Issei's bald friend, Motohama. Grayfia's beautiful eyes were fixed on Akita, her pupils filled with icy gaze.

"I had no idea that Lord Issei knew about his friend." "Hehe, it's alright, anyway, Ms. Grayfia, you're enjoying yourself too." "No way!" Akita flicked her delicate nipple, and Grayfia's reproachful words instantly turned into long, seductive moans. As if receiving a signal, Motohama began to vigorously thrust his hips, his penis roughly churning inside her honeypot. Grayfia's cool voice trembled, and her fair hand, guided by Akita, pressed against the penis rubbing against her abdomen. Feeling the pulse in her hand, her fair palm was jolted away as if electrocuted. Akita didn't speak, just smiled as he watched Grayfia, watching the queen's body sway back and forth with Motohama's thrusts behind her.

"Pervert." Under the gaze from behind, her face flushed red, she turned away. In a soft voice, Grayfia pulled Akita's penis from her crotch. The fiery pulse in her hands made her raise her beautiful head, letting Akita's hands grasp her large, firm breasts. Behind her, Motohama's hands, through her maid outfit, gripped Grayfia's slender waist, continuing to sway his hips, enjoying the maid's tight, sweet hole.

"Sister!" After their encounter on the train, the three finally returned to Grayfia's current residence. Inside the room, Issei, who had been waiting impatiently, scanned the three of them, as if sensing something amiss. However, thanks to Grayfia's attempts to smooth things over, Issei failed to notice that his sister's alluring body had just been aroused. Grayfia excused herself to change and went upstairs. Looking at the open wardrobe, she hesitated for a moment, choosing a cheongsam instead of her maid outfit.

The form-fitting long dress accentuated Grayfia's figure, her high breasts feeling slightly constricted by the fabric, and the slits on both sides of the dress revealed her snow-white thighs. "Luckily, there are hidden buttons inside," Grayfia thought thankfully as she fastened the buttons on both sides.

"At least this way only my calves will be seen, right?" "Sister, you're so beautiful." Just then, a voice from behind made Grayfia turn around and find Issei standing behind her, his eyes gleaming with eager light. Those simple words drained almost all of Grayfia's strength. Issei almost roughly pressed her into a chair, his eyes shining even brighter as he looked at her large breasts swaying beneath her cheongsam.

"No, don't do this, we already did it on the train, oh..." Faced with Issei's aggressive gaze, two blushes rose on Grayfia's cheeks. She turned her head away, letting Issei's fingers poke at her breasts through her clothes. With each movement, her elastic breasts sank in and bounced back up. After a few repetitions, two obvious nipples appeared on her chest. Issei then pressed his fingers on them and began to rotate them forcefully.

After a long, drawn-out "Oh," Grayfia's eyes sparkled as she looked at her shy, blushing face. Ichisei couldn't resist. Despite the queen's weak protests, he reached out and unbuttoned her skirt, lifting it up. Her smooth, white, slender legs made him swallow hard. He'd seen this beautiful sight countless times, but for Ichisei, it was still endlessly captivating. The touch of her fair skin was also irresistible; he could touch it without ever getting tired of it.

"Lord Ichisei, Motohama and Akita are still waiting downstairs." Under the man's caresses, Grayfia's cool voice trembled slightly as her delicate feet gently rubbed against Ichisei's. Suddenly, Ichisei's movements became rough. Ignoring Grayfia's weak resistance, his hand, which had been caressing her thighs, slipped between her legs, parted her underwear, and his fingers sank into her soft flesh. However, Ichisei's body shuddered, and he muttered to himself.

"Dry? Oh." The stinging pain in his calf prevented Issei from finishing his sentence. He looked up and saw Grayfia's eyes, almost dripping with tears, staring straight at him, as if to say, "What did you expect?" Thinking he had guessed wrong, Issei chuckled dryly. Under Grayfia's gaze, he pulled her panties down to her knees, climbed down, and rested his head against Grayfia's genitals.

"Oh, no, don't." Issei's tongue nimbly swept across her labia, and Grayfia's legs, draped over his shoulders, trembled with each lick. Glistening love juice dripped from her vulva, the strange taste in his mouth spurring Issei to work even harder. Gradually, Grayfia's breathing became heavy, her delicate white fingers pressed against her lips were tightly bitten by her teeth, emitting occasional "humming" sounds. Issei, working diligently between her legs, would occasionally lift his head. Grayfia knew what he was expecting. Under Issei's expectation, her delicate white right hand trembled as she reached for her buttons.

"Ms. Grayfia? Issei?" Just as the atmosphere in the room became awkward, a knock came at the door, followed by Akita's voice. Grayfia quickly pushed Issei away, her dazed eyes now clear. Looking at the liquid on Issei's lips, Grayfia's flushed face turned away. The two silently straightened their clothes, and before leaving, Issei suddenly spoke.

"Sister, you're so beautiful." "Mmm." "Wow." Upon entering the living room, looking at Grayfia's attire, Motohama couldn't help but exclaim. His cold, alluring gaze swept over her, and he slapped his lips, though a burning desire lurked beneath his smiling eyes. Akita behind him felt the same way; his eyes never left the snow-white thighs revealed by the slit in her skirt. The intense gaze caused Grayfia to involuntarily move slightly closer to Issei, while the idiot beside her excitedly chatted with Motohama, completely oblivious to the burning desire emanating from his friend.

In the awkward atmosphere, everyone sat at the table enjoying their food. Although the food was delicious, no one's attention was on it. After a few drinks, a slightly tipsy Issei suddenly pulled Grayfia, who was offering a toast, into his arms, his hand slipping inside the slit and beginning to move, completely ignoring the stares of the two opposite him. Glefia sat limply on Issei's lap, her pale face flushed even more, and her bright eyes gradually narrowed.

"Issei, come drink." At this moment, Akita stood up, glancing absentmindedly at the slightly trembling hem of her skirt under the table, and offered Issei a toast with a forced smile. Glefia took the opportunity to stand up from Issei's lap, and as she passed Akita, a large hand reached under the table and groped her long, pale leg. Glefia's body trembled, and she glanced at the slyly grinning Akita without saying a word, silently standing beside Akita and Motohama, while another hand rested on her pert buttocks.

After several rounds of drinks, and with Akita's deliberate toasts, Issei had become dizzy, and he spoke to Akita with occasional groans. However, Issei did not notice that Glefia, standing beside Motohama, lowered her head slightly, her body trembling with small movements. Yuan Bin's hand, no longer satisfied with the soft touch of the cheongsam, slipped inside through the high slit. After failing to stop him, Gurefia could only let Yuan Bin's fingers move back and forth in her wet, slippery opening.

"Lord Yuan Bin, no, don't." "What does it matter?" The soft sound of water was barely audible under the loud music. Standing beside Yuan Bin, Gurefia lowered her head, biting her red, tender lower lip tightly; otherwise, she would cry out immediately.

Her fair hands gripped the edge of the table, supporting her feverish body to prevent her from collapsing. Yuan Bin's movements became increasingly bold; his fingers, moving in and out, almost disappeared into her warm opening, scraping against the soft flesh. Gurefia's clitoris secreted more and more fluid, which slowly dripped down her snow-white thighs.

"Oh," a deep, seductive breath escaped from Gurefia's red lips as her thumb pressed against her engorged clitoris. Her wet, flower-like passage contracted a few times, and streams of love fluid gushed from her legs. Gurefia's body went limp, and she sat down in Yuanbin's arms, a hot, erect penis pressing between her full buttocks.

"Are you alright, sister?" "No, I'm fine, oh." The thick penis rubbed back and forth between her buttocks, then withdrew from her honeyed orifice. His hand, still wet with love fluid, caressed Gurefia's smooth, flat abdomen through her clothes. His other hand lifted the hem of Gurefia's skirt to the side, his palm covering her genitals and rubbing back and forth. From Akita's angle, her fair, slender legs and the dark pubic hair peeking out between Yuanbin's fingers were clearly visible. Gurefia's face grew increasingly red. She glanced at Akita and then shyly turned her head away, her full, delicate body trembling slightly with the movements of his hands. While chatting and laughing nearby, Issei was completely unaware that his beloved stepsister was being molested by his mischievous friend.

"Oh," "Feeling good?" "Mr. Motohama, you're so naughty." Afraid that Issei would find out, Grayfia was forced to wrap her arms around Motohama's neck, letting the nimble fingers in her honey pot dig and probe. Suddenly, the queen gasped a few times, burying her snow-white face in his broad shoulders. Unable to withstand the boy's teasing, and in this environment, Grayfia let out a sound before daring to speak softly. After her climax, Grayfia was completely weak, her eyes filled with lust as she looked at Motohama. At Motohama's prompting, Akita once again toasted Issei, drawing his attention to him, while Motohama's hands cupped her plump buttocks.

Yuanbin raised his hands, lifting his hips. Gurefia, unaware of his intentions, was too weak to struggle after her orgasm. Yuanbin's hands fluttered beneath her, and with a moment's hesitation, her skirt was swept aside, exposing her snow-white buttocks to Yuanbin and Akita. Her labia were already wet, and her clitoris, engorged with blood, had become a small, fleshy bead, a fleshy slit pressing between the glistening labia.

"Come on, Gurefia, offer Issei a toast." Ignoring Akita's direct address, Gurefia, fully aware of their intentions, leaned forward, offering her snow-white buttocks to Yuanbin. His glans rubbed against her labia, and as Gurefia's body tilted backward, his large glans was gradually swallowed by her vagina, the warm, soft flesh tightly enveloping the tip of his penis. With a soft moan, the body sitting on Yuan Bin was drained of its last bit of strength. As the queen sat down, Yuan Bin's thick penis was completely swallowed.

"Is it alright?" At this moment, Yi Cheng, unable to hold his liquor, fell into a deep sleep. Yuan Bin's hands unceremoniously climbed up the full breasts, accurately pinching the two protruding points. The beauty in his arms was trembling like a leaf, a faint warm flow flowing on his penis. At this moment, Yuan Bin's glans was tightly pressed against the tender flower core. The muddy flower path was already filled to the brim by the boy's penis behind her. Even the slightest movement resulted in a gasp. In response to Yuan Bin's words, Gurefia slightly raised her snowy buttocks and quietly sat up a few times. Under the pleasure of the penis scraping against her vaginal flesh, her full buttocks swayed uncontrollably.

"Hmph, hmph." Yuan Bin's penis moved back and forth inside the queen. Gurefia was like a lone boat at sea, sometimes being soaring to the peak, sometimes being thrown into the trough. Grefia's lips breathed hot air as she twisted her waist, tightening her vaginal muscles around the erect penis. Her hazy eyes swept over Akita, noticing his hand kneading his crotch. Grefia smiled, winking at the bespectacled man, then moved her hips a few times, leaning forward to take the erect penis into her mouth. Akita growled, gripping Grefia's silver hair tightly at the back of her head, his body swaying back and forth. The sensation of her breath on his lower abdomen excited him even more.

"A bunch of idiots," Grefia chuckled as she looked at the three sleeping soundly at the table after their lovemaking, tidying herself up.

Suddenly, the queen's usually intelligent eyes became ethereal, and she said, word by word, "No matter what, it's over." Completely different from her usual cold voice, her tone was icy and devoid of emotion. The room where Issei was located instantly transformed into 0s and 1s, undergoing a reorganization. Finally, it became a cold, steel room.

Grayfia's body transformed into a sphere of light, with three test tubes filled with liquid floating before her, each containing a brain filled with time itself. In the 22nd century, human technology had advanced dramatically, but new energy and food problems remained unsolved, leading to a surge in the world's population. Therefore, considering the overall interests of humanity, the human government decided to conduct brain tests on all newborns. Newborns whose intelligence was found to be below a certain level would be connected to a life-sustaining device. This device would provide them with low-cost nutrient solutions and put them into a virtual state. Grayfia—no, the sphere of light—glanced at the destroying test tubes, then turned and walked away. As she walked, her form began to change again.

"Lord Sazex, let's discuss why you possess this thing," Grayfia said, glancing at the notebook in her hand and silently tearing it up. Then, she looked at Sazex, who was huddled in the corner, and gave him a sweet smile, dragging him into the bedroom without any room for argument. On this day, the high and mighty Lucifer recalled the terror of the silver-haired Queen of Annihilation and the pleasure of being dominated by her.

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