Brimful Depravation
Chapter 303: Open Door, Closed Path?. (Part 6)

Chapter 303: Chapter 303: Open Door, Closed Path?. (Part 6)

The question issued by the Rogue Cadet is difficult to answer for Londra, because for more visually stimulating that Yi’Onnaisse may be.

All the pleasure the Mature Tanned Woman is sensing, is due to her humping against the Young Man’s hardened shaft.

"Is not bad, but she should do better".

The short answer was expected by Khallyon, but interpreted by the Gorgeous Giantess as a challenge, purposely impaling herself with the girthy veiny dick that is protruding from Instructor Londra’s toned thighs.

Gagging a little, the Tribal Damsel decides to start using her future sextoy, moving her big blue hands, across the small waist and belly of the Mature Tanned Woman.

This causes the latter to squirm with the passive static electricity emitted by the Gorgeous Giantess, and without delay, she reaches the decently large breasts of the Female Instructor, molding and kneading the globes of flesh with the moves she had seen Thá’Ïtza and Khallyon perform on their intimate partners.

Using Londra’s big bosom as a handler, the Tribal Damsel’s new support helps her to shove onto her throat the remaining length of the manhood she is attending.

With her tongue, Yi’Onnaisse massages the testicles of Khallyon, while her upper lip has touched the Mature Tanned Woman’s clitoris, sending a shiver through her body, releasing a stream of her nectar.

"Do not let it go to waste, Yi’Onnaisse, send half of it to me, and drink the rest".

Khallyon’s order is immediately executed by the Tribal Damsel, redirecting and drinking the stream of liquid.

*"First R-Nourishment":+62,500 Proficiency*

*"R-Nourishment":+156,789 Proficiency *

*"R-Nourish Baptism":+350,000 Proficiency*

*"Anchor Point←":+500,000 Proficiency *

*"Anchor Thread←":+1,100,000 Proficiency*

*"First P-Nourishment":+70,000 Proficiency*

*"P-Nourishment": +156,789 Proficiency *

*"P-Nourish Baptism": 375,000 Proficiency*

* "Proxy Anchor Point←←": +600,000 Proficiency*

*"Proxy Anchor Thread←←": +1,320,000 Proficiency *

*"First P-Nourishment":+70,000 Proficiency*

*"P-Nourishment": +156,789 Proficiency *

*"P-Nourish Baptism": 375,000 Proficiency*

* "Proxy Anchor Point←←": +600,000 Proficiency*

*"Proxy Anchor Thread←←": +1,320,000 Proficiency *

{Why did it happen two times?, This wasn’t the case with Thá’Ïtza and Äzuzenä, or Thá’Ïtza and Medraniss...}

Coughing a couple of times, Yi’Onnaisse moisten her beautiful but pitiful red eyes with countless tears, gobbling down the entire length of her Enslaver’s virility, while drinking the overflowing fluids sprouting from the pleading womanhood of Instructor Londra.

"Enough Foreplay, have fun Yi’Onnaisse".

The Rogue Cadet words are not different than taking off an invisible leash from the neck of the Tribal Damsel, who is more than ready to prove herself worthy of being by Khallyon’s side.

With her breath already ragged, Yi’Onnaisse stands up and takes out from her mouth the manhood of her Enslaver.

The Gorgeous Giantess keeps grabbing the decent boobs of Instructor Londra, holding them harshly as the Tribal Damsel lifts the Mature Tanned Woman’s body.

Ignoring the increasing discomfort within the Female Instructor, Yi’Onnaisse positions the drooling cunt of Londra against the engorded bulbous head of Khallyon’s cock, burying one more time the thick pole of meat into the willing womanhood of the Female.

Going deeper than before, she was ready to protest, but the forceful red lips of the Gorgeous Giantess, ensnared the mouth of the Mature Tanned Woman.

Meanwhile, Yi’Onnaisse moves Londra’s hands towards the woman’s back, using the long hair of the Instructor as a restraint, tying Londra’s wrists with her own hair, and helplessly leaving her observing the ceiling.

Noticing what Yi’Onnaisse pretends to do, Khallyon closes his legs a little, jus sufficient for the Tribal Damsel to seat on Khallyon’s thighs, facing him, even if Londra is technically ins the way.

Yi’Onnaisse’s hard clitoris protrudes from her vagina, touching below Londra’s own clitoris and accommodating herself to take a ride on her Enslaver’s newest Fucktoy.

Without waiting for another second, the Gorgeous Giantess moves, thrusting her pelvis against Londra’s pussy stuffed with the entire length of Khallyon’s manhood.

"You need to practice your kisses"; Says the Tribal Damsel, interrupting her make out session with Instructor Londra and going for the Rogue Cadet’s lips.

The Mature Tanned Woman couldn’t feel more humiliated, yet, she can’t do anything to go out the situation she has gotten into.

And what is more, she doesn’t want to leave, as the freedom she is feeling, is utterly intoxicating, liberating her from the facade of always having to be the stern and serious Instructor.

{What was her IGNUS?...}

Ponders the Young Man for a moment, but he doesn’t have to think about it, because he is able to see it

Londra Anss’Thallyz

The Worship (Wanton) Wardeness

{No wonder why Londra’s progress is so stagnated, she is barely fulfilling her IGNUS, even if she is outstanding in her actual WORK...}

With a simple gesture from Khallyon, Yi’Onnaisse increases the speed of her humping, thoroughly railing the Mature Tanned Woman’s pussy, and rubbing her own vagina against her Enslaver.

"Crunch on the bed"; The Rogue Cadet’s order is executed by the Gorgeous Giantess, who does a jump and lewdly keeps grinding her groin against the Female Instructor.

However, the new position spreads her ass cheeks, and the pendulum motion has an unexpected consequence, as the not so fragile testicles of Khallyon, are constantly smacking the ass crack of Yi’Onnaisse, which occasionally leads to accidentally bully the blue yellow rosebud of the Gorgeous Giantess.

{How tempting...}

"My Cute Little Lamb, I have a Team, I need you to approve it and supervise it, the Team of My Girlfriend too, so we are formally an Exploration Group... , You are going to take care of the rest, Right?".

"Yes!, Anything you two desire from me, I will do it, just, don’t stop!".

With the same mischief in mind, the Rogue Cadet and the Tribal Damsel unleash at the same time, a powerful electric shock on the unprepared womanhood of Instructor Londra, causing her to violently convulse, releasing milk from her swollen breasts.

Not needing an order, Yi’Onnaisse redirects the fluid towards her Enslaver, and the Rogue Cadet drinks with gusto the nectar he was waiting for...