Yes, Madam Prime Minister

Immediately, Dinia sat on the carpet, and Ronan knelt down, took off one of Dinia's shoes, bent down and held one of her feet, gently nibbling at her toes encased in what looked like a light blue-gray stocking, his expression one of blissful enjoyment as if he were savoring a fine delicacy.

Then, Ronan stuck out his tongue and started licking upwards from the instep, bit by bit, slowly, occasionally whistling lightly, until he reached the inside of her thigh. Afterwards, Dinya, sitting on the carpet, supported herself with her hands behind her back, leaned back, tilted her head back, and spread her legs. Ronan bent down and first quickly swept his tongue across her labia until a large amount of fluid oozed out, then his tongue slipped into the crevice.

Instantly, Dinia lay down, gripped the carpet with both hands, closed her eyes, and began to make comfortable nasal sounds.

Between breaths, Ronan spoke, "Didi, my tongue is still better, right? Elena and Tina can't compare to me, right?" "Yes," Dinya responded very softly, almost inaudibly, and reached out to press Ronan's head back, which was the most certain answer.

Outside, Elena and Agustina couldn't help but swallow hard; it had been a long time since they had experienced Ronan's oral service.

Liz and Louise were both drawn to Dinia's legs. Louise thought that although she wasn't very tall, she had a good body proportion and her legs looked long, but Dinia's leg-to-body ratio seemed even better. Liz, on the other hand, was a little confused as to why the gray stockings, which were a bit tacky in color, looked so sophisticated on Dinia's legs.

Lavana didn't pay much attention at the moment, because she already knew that what attracted Ronan to her was her unconventional figure, including her legs.

Soon after, Ronan and Dinia began their relationship.

The crotch of the gray pantyhose was torn, the panties were ripped off and thrown aside, and Ronan's thick, long penis slowly pushed open the labia and penetrated the vagina.

Looking at Ronan and Dinia's expressions, one could almost imagine the scene inside: the vaginal walls being forced open and filled by a penis, the folds being completely smoothed out.

It was a very standard missionary position, with shallow penetration and no passion whatsoever. They didn't seem like two people who had been separated for a long time. If you didn't see their affectionate expressions, it would be almost indistinguishable from the routine of a married couple.

inside the house.

"You're just showing them this?" Dinia asked.

After saying that, she stopped curling her toes inward and rubbed her feet tightly against the carpet. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around Ronan's waist, crossing her calves and arching her feet. At the same time, she wrapped her arms around Ronan's neck and began to exert force actively.

Ronan smiled slightly, "I'm just letting you get used to it, aren't I?" He then began to thrust skillfully and rhythmically, varying the speed and pressure. "Ugh," Dinia groaned softly, urging softly, "Faster, harder."

Ronan quickened his pace slightly, "Are you so eager for them to see you lose all your dignity?"

"Wasn't the point to show my approachable side?" Dinia retorted.

There are many factors that make these women, who are not equal in strength and status and have many conflicting personalities, sisters. One of these factors is that they have all seen each other lose control when Ronan fucks them.

No one is superior to anyone else, which is the core reason why they have been able to get along amicably for so many years.

Ronan reached out and slapped Dinia on the side. "Is this what you call being approachable? At least show your true colors!"

Dinia smiled, pushed Ronan, flipped over and straddled him. Then she began to twist her waist and sway her hips, moving up and down. Her fleshy thighs were like white dough wrapped in a layer of stockings, constantly kneading and deforming between Ronan's legs.

Her inner walls, full of elastic flesh, tightly enveloped the penis, constantly scraping against it.

“Oh, hiss,” Ronan uttered.

Feeling the penis throb a few more times, Dinia looked down at Ronan, "Is that all?"

“It’s just that it’s been accumulating for too long,” Ronan said, admitting that he hadn’t done it for over a month.

Outside, Elena and Agustina could hardly bear to watch any longer. Their legs were clamped tighter and tighter, their panties soaked with their own fluids, which were beginning to wet their stockings. It had been a very long time since Ronan's penis had penetrated them. The more the three women comforted each other, the more they missed Ronan.

To touch it with your hand? That would only ignite your desire completely, making it uncontrollable.

Lavana, Louise, and Liz also began to react. After recovering from the extreme tension and excitement of the final battle, their bodies and minds relaxed, and their desires were rekindled. After witnessing Ronan and Dinia's increasingly intense sex, their lust began to grow stronger.

The desire grew stronger and stronger.

inside the house.

“They probably can’t stand it anymore and don’t want to watch any longer. Shouldn’t we have something more interesting?” Ronan asked.

"Hmm?" Dinia asked, slightly puzzled.

The next moment, she was picked up by Ronan. Then, Ronan adjusted her position and turned her around so that she was facing the direction of the window hole.

Ronan held Dinia like a baby urinating, leaned back and thrust his penis in again, then began to pump vigorously.

Dinya's stockinged feet swayed in the air, and her breasts shook violently as well, with her nipples and the tips of her stockinged feet drawing circles in sync.

A head of long, snow-white and pale gold hair danced in the air.

Meanwhile, her lower body, being repeatedly thrust upwards by the thick, long penis, was directly in the line of sight of the five people outside. Her vaginal fluids splashed everywhere, either landing on the ground or darkening and making the gray stockings on her inner thighs more transparent.

The scene was incredibly lewd.

Being held like this, and being looked at directly, the shame aroused a strange pleasure, and Dinya couldn't help but start moaning loudly, "Oh, ah, uh..."

Outside, Elena and Agustina couldn't stand it any longer and left immediately.

Lavana, Louise, and Liz watched for a little while longer, but they couldn't stand it any longer and left.

It's really no use, I have to use my hands to relieve it.

Chapter 1290 Sweet Words, Filling the Womb with Ejaculation, White Silk and Black Silk

After the spy left, Ronan put Dinia down. Dinia turned around, grabbed Ronan's penis, inserted it into her lower body, and then hugged Ronan.

Ronan wrapped one arm around Dinia's waist from behind, while his other hand reached out to knead Dinia's silk-clad buttocks. He lowered his head to give Dinia another wet kiss, and slowly thrust his hips in small, rhythmic movements.

Dinia's breasts, pressed tightly against Ronan, were squeezed into a lewd, fleshy mound. Her stockinged feet, resting on the carpet, were slightly bent. One hand stroked Ronan's back muscles, while the other moved back and forth between Ronan's buttocks, occasionally using her fingers to gently stimulate Ronan's rear end.

Ronan said softly, "Didi, you know what? When you're not here, I actually feel lost."

Dinia nodded slightly. "When you're not around, I feel uneasy every time I make a decision."

Both are travelers in an endless desert, and neither of them ever loses their faith. Ronan is someone who builds a beautiful sandcastle in the desert and can then kick it over, enjoying everything on his own. Dinya is someone who forges ahead without hesitation, believing that he is getting closer and closer to the end, even if there is no end in sight.

However, if Ronan didn't have Dinia, although he wouldn't get tired of it, he would lose sight of what lay ahead and lose his best audience, ultimately just going with the flow.

Without Ronan, Dinia's path was devoid of any embellishment or correction. Without a past, she could only blindly move forward, only to end up with nothing.

“Ha, without a knight, the dragon is probably only good for sleeping and destruction,” Ronan said, cupping Dinia’s cheek.

Dinia's ruby-like eyes were fixed on Ronan. "A knight cannot stand on high without a dragon."

Rather than revealing a slightly out-of-control side, these sweet words are something that truly belongs only to the two of them.

"Didi, I want to cum, but this position..." Ronan didn't finish his sentence, nor did he need to.

Dinia stepped back to withdraw the penis, then turned around and walked to the wall, facing away from Ronan. She used her hands to pry open her pantyhose-covered buttocks, making her vulva face Ronan.

Ronan walked over and penetrated her from behind. Dinya braced herself against the wall with both hands and began to accommodate Ronan's vigorous thrusting from behind.

At first, the stockinged feet landed on their heels and then rose again. However, as Ronan increased his speed and force, the stockinged feet could no longer land on their heels and could only remain in a position of stepping on their toes.

Ronan thrust forward and upward repeatedly, as if trying to lift Dinia's feet off the ground. Her pert buttocks, wrapped in gray silk, became even more prominent with each thrust, and with each impact, the flesh of her buttocks created continuous waves.

Gradually, Dinia began to reach its climax.

But Ronan never accelerated further, keeping Dinah in a state of constant anticipation of climax.

After a while, the internal muscles of Dinia were fully awakened and began to writhe and contract. Her cervix opened and began to bite Ronan's penis head, as if it were a mouth that could perform vacuum oral sex.

Ronan couldn't help but grab Dinia's breasts tightly with both hands, so tightly that the flesh of her breasts overflowed between his fingers. "Uh, Dinia, your uterus wants semen. Your cervix is ​​opening lasciviously. Let's start oral sex."

"Ah, um," Dinia responded, and at the same time began to sit back, allowing her vaginal muscles and cervix to more fully engage with the penis.

A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, most of which dripped onto the ground, forming a large puddle. The rest flowed down the inside of her thighs, soaking the stockings on her thighs, calves, and even her feet. The stockings, which were originally semi-transparent light blue-gray, turned into transparent dark gray.

Ronan's penis began to throb, and he could no longer suppress the urge to ejaculate.

"Didi, I'm going to cum." As he spoke, Ronan gripped Dinia's seemingly slender but actually extremely strong waist with his large hands.

Dinia braced her hands against the wall, her cervix gripping the glans, and replied, "Yes, shoot, fill my uterus with your own."

Immediately, Dinia reached a complete climax, and her consciousness began to dissipate.

With a low growl, Ronan's penis rapidly expanded and contracted, spurting out large amounts of thick semen for a full half minute. The thick, white semen sprayed directly from the opened cervix onto the uterine wall, constantly washing over it. There was so much semen that the entire uterine cavity could not fully contain it.

A large amount of semen was squeezed out directly from the gap between the penis and the vagina, scattering everywhere.

The inside of my thighs, calves, and feet were splattered with it everywhere.

A pair of gray pantyhose, already soaked with vaginal fluid, were splattered with even more white fluid.

After ejaculating, Ronan seemed completely drained. His head slumped on Dinia's shoulder, and he lay weakly on her back, panting.

It remained like this for quite a while before the limp, fleshy penis finally slipped out, and by then, a large puddle of viscous, lewd fluid, mixed with semen and vaginal fluid, had already formed on the ground.

Ronan stepped back, quietly and smugly enjoying the lewd scene he and Dinia had created together. Dinia's body slid down the wall like a lump of flesh, her silk-stockinged thighs and legs spread apart, all visible to Ronan. Her vaginal muscles were still twitching, her labia contracting and expanding, constantly squeezing out thick, white semen, making the large puddle on her silk-stockinged legs even larger, spreading outwards and staining her silk-stockinged feet.

The scene was so obscene that Ronan's already limp penis twitched twice more, ejaculating a few more drops of semen.

After a long while, Dinia recovered from her daze and turned to look at Ronan. "How long have you been holding back? Your semen was like a water gun, it hurt my uterus from all that spraying."

Ronan gave a slightly embarrassed smile. "Heh, the reason you shot so powerfully and so much is because I love you too much, isn't it?"

Dinia got up, walked over, and squatted down again. She opened her mouth and cleaned Ronan's mouth. After cleaning him, she quickly took off her sticky stockings and threw them aside. "I won't participate anymore. You should also satisfy Little E and Tina properly."

Ronan looked at Dinia. "Why don't you stay outside and keep watch too?" "No, those two are too loud, they're maddening me." Dinia raised her hand to refuse. "I need to take another shower."

"Okay, I'll rest for a bit too." Ronan's stamina was still okay, but he had just ejaculated too much and felt completely drained.

A short while after Dinia left, Elena and Agustina came in.

After a period of masturbation, they changed their clothes. The two of them took off their nightgowns, revealing some sexy clothes underneath.

Elena wore only a white silk bodysuit covered in lace patterns. She had no bra or panties, and the bodysuit had a hole in the middle that revealed her cleavage through the sheer white silk. Her nipples, perched on the sheer white silk, were especially sexy. Her lower body was completely covered by the lace white silk, and her golden pubic hair, the same color as her hair, was particularly arousing through the hazy white silk. Her originally full and firm thighs appeared even fuller and thicker under the white silk. Her long, straight legs were full of flesh, and she looked like a lustful vase.

Agustina wore a sheer black lace bra and semi-transparent black stockings, with thickened, opaque dark black toes and cuffs. This combination created a classic, alluring sensuality on her otherwise slightly athletic physique.

Chapter 1291 White silk bodysuit with black silk suspenders, in heat, everyone reading this is in heat.

Ronan and Elena and Agustina didn't really need any foreplay; in fact, they didn't require any.

The two of them immediately grabbed Ronan's half-erect penis with their hands, which were covered in vaginal fluid, and began to frantically masturbate it until it became erect as quickly as possible.

"So eager?" Ronan asked.

The two of them didn't answer at all; they were practically like female animals in heat.

As soon as his penis became erect, the two of them went to the sofa together, with their hands on the back of the sofa, facing away from Ronan. Their broad, thick buttocks, covered by white bodysuits, with a transparent black lace panty slit in the middle, were directly in Ronan's line of sight.

Elena and Agustina simultaneously placed their hands on her buttocks and spread them apart. The barely visible slit that was originally covered by Elena's white silk bodysuit opened up, revealing her red, moist vulva. Beside her, Agustina's transparent lace panties with a slit in the middle also opened up along with her vulva.

"Hurry up!" Elena and Agustina urged in unison.

Ronan went up, one inserted his penis, and the other inserted his hand.

As soon as it was inserted, the two of them cried out.

That long-lost, irreplaceable sense of fulfillment has finally arrived.

But soon, the two were no longer satisfied with this.

"Harder, use your cock to smash this cunt to pieces."

"Ah, one more finger, come on."

The penis and hand were switched every now and then.

Whether it was the thrusting motion or the hand movements, they were all exceptionally intense. The penis seemed to want to shove the testicles inside and pierce through the uterus, quickly churning out white fluid at the entrance of the vagina. The hand used four fingers to vibrate and suck, causing urine to gush out, and the entire palm was covered in vaginal fluid.

Elena and Agustina thoroughly enjoyed the intense sex, gripping the top edge of the sofa backrest with both hands.

One moment she would lower her head and grit her teeth, moaning and groaning as if she were enduring torture; the next moment she would shake her head and scream, making lewd noises that could be heard clearly from other rooms more than ten meters away.

On the other hand, Lavana, Louise, and Liz, who had been carefully masturbating in bed for a long time and finally calmed down to go to sleep, were once again aroused.

The three people in bed couldn't resist reaching into their underwear again, fiddling and examining it.

After a long while, the three of them got out of bed at the same time, looked at each other, and could only give each other an awkward smile.

Then the three of them went to the broken window outside the door again and peered inside.

By this time, Ronan and the other two had changed their positions.

Elena and Agustina lay sideways on the sofa, one on top of the other, with Elena on the bottom and Agustina on top.

Legs in black and white stockings overlapped.

Ronan, in a squatting stance, took turns thrusting into the two of them in a ramming motion.

At this point, vibrators were still inserted into Elena and Argus Banna's anuses, while Ronan's penis was covered with a layer of serrated, granular sheath, and his movements were exceptionally rough, almost like sadism.

"You two slutty bitches, I'll fuck you to death."

Ronan grew increasingly violent, his entire body almost becoming a blur.

Seeing this scene, the three women felt a phantom pain in their lower bodies, as if they were about to be torn apart and ravaged. However, their reaction was to insert their fingers into the vaginal openings.

Before long, the two lay face down on the carpet, close together, their buttocks raised high, facing the window. Ronan knelt behind them and began a new round of flesh-burning.

Elena and Agustina both had nipple clamps, with bells hanging from the clamps.

During the act of penetration, the two women's breasts shook wildly, causing their nipple clamps to sway, and the sounds of bells, moans, and lewd cries rose and fell continuously.

Seeing such a lewd scene and hearing such sounds, the three people outside could no longer control themselves and began to masturbate intensely.