Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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The three quickly took off their clothes and shoes, leaving only stockings on their bodies.

These past few days have been all theory classes, without any high-intensity training, and my libido has taken over again.

At the bottom, the largest and most voluptuous Lavana stood with her legs spread apart in a breaststroke-like motion. Her powerful, muscular physique stretched her black stockings, making the crotch area extremely transparent, revealing her plump, wet vulva surrounded by abundant, curly pubic hair. In the middle was Liz, with large breasts, a slim waist, and thick thighs, in the same pose. The contrast between her white stockings and the black ones below was striking, making her already voluptuous white stockings appear even more fleshy. At the very top was Louise, with her excellent leg-to-body ratio, appearing most natural as she wasn't being pressed down.

All three were wearing pantyhose. Ronan didn't open it; instead, he inserted it directly through the pantyhose.

This was the first time Lavana had experienced this feeling. As the penis entered, the elastic pantyhose pulled her vaginal muscles inward, creating a feeling of fullness inside and a feeling of tightness and restraint outside. It was hard to describe. She cried out "Oh!" after just the first thrust.

After inserting Lavana a dozen times, Ronan switched to Liz in the middle, and Liz also made a series of short moans, which was an unprecedented experience.

Louise, who had been itching to experience the sounds of the two men's cries, finally got to experience it after a short while and let out a long "oh".

After doing this for a while, Ronan still managed to pry open the crotch of the three women's stockings, since this kind of arrangement didn't allow him to freely enter and exit.

Ronan separated the three of them, then grabbed Lavana and pulled her over. At the same time, he reached out and a two-headed dragon dildo flew into his hand. He said to Liz and Louise, "You two use this first."

After saying that, Ronan grabbed Lavana's slender but strong waist with both hands and began thrusting.

After hesitating for a moment, Liz and Louise started using the double-headed dragon. At first, they were gently touching each other, but then someone pushed hard first, and it quickly turned into a competitive fucking state, as if they wanted to fuck each other to pieces.

At this moment, Ronan took a tube of ointment, dug out a snake with his fingers, and smeared it into Lavana's anus. Then he smeared it on his own penis, and then the head of his penis was inserted into her anus, gradually pushing it in.

“Uh, ah, ooh ooh~~” Lavana cried out.

Liz and Louise, who had been competing with each other, stopped what they were doing because of the sound. They turned their heads and saw this amazing scene.

Louise had heard of anal sex from some of her female friends, but Liz, a country girl born and raised in a conservative rural area, had never even heard of it.

After a while of slow, gentle thrusting, Ronan began thrusting rapidly, as if he were fucking a hole.

Ravana kept moaning. She liked anal sex, but it had been a long time since Ronan had anally penetrated her since she was with Louise and Liz.

Chapter 1217 So Good! The Flesh Sofa, Different Ways of Tasting

Gradually, Louise and Liz separated and sat down to watch quietly.

In the center of their line of sight, Ronan was bending over, his hands spread wide, squeezing Lavana's full, swollen breasts until they were deformed, the flesh squeezing out from between his fingers. At the same time, his hips were thrusting repeatedly, his penis rapidly penetrating Lavana's anus, each thrust reaching its deepest point, making the black-stockinged flesh slap with a loud crack. Her breasts were larger than most women's, but being penetrated by such an exaggerated penis still looked like torture, painful to watch.

Louise and Liz quickly focused their gazes on what was ahead.

Ravana's expression alternated between frowning and sighing, making it difficult for the two to understand whether she was enduring pain or enjoying pleasure.

Soon, the two of them looked up at Ronan, their expressions one of pure enjoyment.

Ronan certainly enjoyed it. Every woman he slept with was a superhuman, and he always ended up having sex with them three times. Lavana's back was arguably the most comfortable.

It's warmer, more bouncy, and provides a more comprehensive sense of envelopment, unlike some places that are too tight at the opening but not tight enough at the inside.

A moment later, Ronan's hands left Lavana's chest and began to grab her buttocks and thighs hard.

When her anus is being penetrated, Lavana's leg muscles initially become very hard, the kind of hard that feels like it could make a sound when tapped. After a while, her leg muscles become very relaxed, even more relaxed than usual, but there is also that wonderful feedback that the harder you use, the harder they become. It feels very relaxing and comfortable to hold, especially through a layer of delicate and smooth stockings.

Unbeknownst to them, their positions had changed. Lavana lay completely down, her long, black-stockinged legs with well-defined muscles stretched out naturally, while Ronan was almost entirely on top of her, constantly arching and thrusting in small, rhythmic motions.

Lavana's moans gradually subsided.

Every so often, Ronan would get up, spread Lavana's legs apart, and then begin his frenzied pounding.

Lavana cried out fiercely a few times, then her moans and lewd words gradually faded away.

Ronan was completely absorbed. Once fully immersed, he only cared about his own pleasure and didn't think about anything else. Finally, he ejaculated into Lavana's rectum with a series of gurgling sounds. The warm, viscous semen washed over her rectum, stimulating Lavana, whose moans had already become soft and slow, and waking her up abruptly. Not only did she cry out, but the muscles in her thighs beneath her black stockings twitched, and her toes curled up and then suddenly opened up, even more exaggeratedly than during her orgasm. What excited Lavana even more than being fucked in the backside by Ronan was being ejaculated inside her intestines.

At this moment, Ronan also came to his senses. Looking at Louise and Liz, who had been waiting for more than ten minutes, he could only force a smile and say, "Sorry, sorry, but we have plenty of ammunition today, so I'll definitely make sure to satisfy you two later."

Actually, it's not really true, since Louise and Liz are both young girls who are not even twenty years old, and their needs in that area are not very strong.

"Come on, let's take a shower first," Ronan said.

Upon entering the bathroom, Ronan prepared to wash the two girls' hair first.

Louise, who was experiencing this for the first time, was stunned. "Ronan, you can do this too?"

“Of course,” Ronan replied. “I can do more than just wash hair; I can cut hair too.” He had learned and practiced these skills over decades in his spare time. He found it enjoyable to chat with women while doing their hair.

I washed the hair of the three women, and then all four of them got into the bathtub together.

Before long, the bathtub, which was not small, was filled with Ronan and his three companions.

Lavana served as a human cushion, allowing Ronan to sit on her lap, while Louise and Liz sat on either side.

After a brief silence, Louise broke the stillness first, "Lavana, was it really comfortable back there?"

“Uh, this…” Lavana was a little unsure how to answer.

Ronan patted Louise's breast and said, "Louise, don't think about trying this rashly. You have to take it one step at a time and get used to it slowly. In short, for most women, this is mainly a psychological pleasure."

"Does that mean men experience physical pleasure after sex?" Louise asked curiously.

“Uh.” Ronan’s expression froze for a moment before he nodded slightly. “Yes, there is, but it’s because…” Ronan rattled off a bunch of physiological knowledge, and then added that almost all of his women had used their tongues on him, so he had a lot of experience with it.

Louise flipped over, her upper body leaving the water, and looked at Ronan with excitement, "I can do that too!"

Liz reached out and slapped Louise's butt three times. "Can't you lie still? You're making a mess of everything."

Louise turned to look at Liz with a slightly fierce look in her eyes, "My butt isn't for you to spank, you know?" That's Ronan's special spot.

"Oh dear, how scary." Liz said, deliberately hugging Ronan tightly, rubbing her large breasts against his arm in a very contrived display of intimacy. Although Liz had always harbored feelings for Ronan, and after becoming his woman, she had even begun to genuinely develop love for him through his care, she subtly resisted his overly intimate behavior, both in everyday life and during intimate moments. This was something she had long admired about Isabel shortly after she entered Ronan's arms. Of course, this was the only similarity; in other aspects, she and Isabel bore almost no resemblance.

"You idiot, um, boring." Louise was fuming, but suddenly she didn't want to argue with Liz anymore. She tossed her head and sat back down.

As soon as she sat down, Louise hugged Ronan's arm and rubbed against him.

Louise is actually quite well-endowed, just not as exaggerated as Liz, who is like a little cow.

Liz, Louise, and Lavana together form a human sofa, with Lavana as the seat and backrest, and Louise and Liz as the armrests on either side.

Time flew by, and the bath ended. After drying myself off, I didn't rush into anything else.

I sat on the sofa, sipping my black tea and watching the night view outside the window, doing nothing and saying nothing, just passing the time like that.

Afterwards, the three of them went to change into stockings.

Louise wore a pair of white stockings, but the thin, sheer white stockings appeared as a light flesh color on her legs, which were covered in a lot of skin. Only the thickened edges and toes retained the white color of the stockings.

Liz wore a pair of black stockings that contrasted sharply with her skin tone. The stockings were thin and slightly sheer, with an even color and luster. The tops of the stockings were tight around her thighs, highlighting their plumpness and fleshiness.

Lavana was still wearing pantyhose, this pair was brown and had an open crotch.

Lavana first used her feet to make Ronan's penis hard.

Then, Ronan picked up Louise and placed her on the edge of the bed. He knelt down, grabbed her stockinged feet with both hands, and pulled her legs straight up. After slowly inserting his penis, he quickly began thrusting rapidly. After a while, Ronan put Louise down and moved on to Liz. He laid her on the bed and, while fucking her, gently cupped her breasts with both hands, feeling the swaying of her breasts caused by her body moving back and forth.

Different people should appreciate it in different ways.

Chapter 1218 Why the Obsession with Sex? Chatting Interference, Ample Ammunition

After working on Liz for a while, Ronan turned back to Louise, no longer in the same position as before.

Ronan sat casually on the bed, while Louise, whose figure appeared somewhat smaller in comparison, faced Ronan, her arms wrapped around his neck, her upper body pressed against his sculpted, muscular body, her buttocks half-suspended, her tight vagina being penetrated by his thick, long penis, her legs wrapped around Ronan's waist in ultra-thin white stockings.

Louise tilted her head back and continued her passionate, wet kiss with Ronan, while shaking and twisting her body. Due to her vigorous movements, her stockings inevitably loosened and slipped down, with the tops gradually approaching her knees, and many wrinkles appearing above her knees and around her ankles.

She was immersed in kissing and making love with Ronan, who had the triple identity of idol, lover, and ancestor, as if everything in the world except her, including the real Ronan, did not exist.

Gradually, Louise's body completely relaxed. She closed her eyes, her expression one of enjoyment. Her lips left Ronan's lips, her chest was no longer pressed against his chest, her body naturally leaned back, and her legs loosened. She herself was no longer moving; it was Ronan's hands supporting her firm, smooth, and supple buttocks that moved her body up and down.

At this moment, as if deliberately interrupting Louise, Liz asked Ronan, "I have a question for you. Why are you so obsessed with sex?"

Louise's eyelid twitched slightly, but nothing changed.

Ronan's rhythm remained unchanged: "Sex is a way for me to stay young and maintain my connection with humanity."

"In some people's minds, what is called growth is the process of all kinds of desires going from being intensely uncontrollable to being controllable, or even being eliminated."

"This kind of growth is not growth, it's 'aging'."

"The decline of desire is aging. The disappearance of desire is the disappearance of emotion. Without emotion, you don't care about anything. That means the part of you as a 'human' disappears. You won't become a god or saint as described in some religious texts and idiotic philosophers. Instead, you will become a walking corpse, a being even lower than a wild beast."

While telling Liz his story, Ronan unconsciously increased the intensity and speed, causing Louise to tremble and her breasts to shake.

"So, I'm passionate about this, but if I had to say, it's just something I was born with. I just like Japanese women."

With that, Ronan thrust his hips forward, reaching right to the heart of the flower.

Finally, Louise opened her eyes and mouth, letting out a series of loud moans, "Oh~ Ah, um."

Liz was about to say something, but Ronan's words made her think.

“Actually, you don’t need to take my words to heart. When you’re young, don’t read too many books or listen to older people’s advice. Otherwise, you’ll easily drift into a state of confusion and give up, and then think you’ve achieved a wise person’s ordinariness.” Ronan said, then leaned forward and pressed Louise down onto the bed. “Lavana knows this all too well.”

Ravana, unusually, retorted to Ronan, "I think it's because I haven't read much."

"Heh, if you say so, then so be it." As he spoke, Ronan had already assumed a kneeling position, grabbing one of her legs with one hand and beginning to quickly thrust it to the side. The stockings on that leg had unknowingly reached below the knee, and the toes were loose, so with each thrust, the toes of the stockings swayed back and forth. His other hand was kneading her clitoris.

After a series of rapid, high-speed dashes, Louise sprayed out a stream of water.

Ronan let go, pulled out, stood up, took a breath, then pressed down on Liz, who was standing to the side, and manipulated her into a position that made it easier to penetrate her from behind. Then he grabbed her overly developed breasts with both hands and began to thrust wildly, making her plump buttocks ripple and sway.

Whether Liz likes this pose or not is unknown, but Ronan certainly does.

Just like her contradictory personality—wanting to be independent and strong yet also longing for a father figure—she enjoys the woman-on-top position and the feeling of being controlled and dominated from behind.

After a while, Louise regained her senses. Just like Liz had deliberately disturbed her before, she saw Liz's smug expression and asked Ronan a question to distract him. "A village was massacred, which triggered the current international chaos. I know that such a large-scale massacre of ordinary people is a serious taboo, but I still don't understand why? The village probably didn't provide much tax revenue in a year, and the lives of ordinary people are worthless. This was probably orchestrated by Bulgaria, which forced Suleiman to resort to force."

Ronan shifted his position, pressing Liz down onto the bed, her ample breasts crushed into a fleshy patty. As he rode her, he thrust wildly, replying, "You need to carefully consider this statement from hundreds of years ago: 'It is a sin for high-level superhumans to kill mortals on a large scale.' Let alone back then, even now mortals are definitely just high-level livestock, right? But if you simply regard mortals as a form of wealth, then it seems that compensation should be the end of the matter, which doesn't fit with this statement, right?"

"You have to look beyond the surface, and then you'll see that what it really means is that superhumans who exhibit destructive tendencies are immoral to the superhuman community, and when it reaches the level of mass killing, it's an even more heinous crime."

"If you're an ordinary person, and you like to kill other people's livestock indiscriminately, it's fine as long as you can afford to pay for it. But if you're a superhuman, then it's a problem. It means you have destructive power and may have a strong tendency to destroy things, which is absolutely unacceptable."

This was a bit convoluted, but Louise could understand it, given her family's strong academic background.

Ronan didn't care whether Louise understood or not; he was just saying whatever came to mind. What he cared more about was whether he had made Liz feel good.

"How is it, Liz?" Ronan asked.

"Huh?" Liz's head was covered by the pillow, and her voice was muffled, as if she hadn't heard clearly.

Ronan pinched Liz's fat belly. "I'm asking, do I fuck you well?" "Oh," Liz replied, as if confirming.

"I'll shoot it to you right away," Ronan said.

"Huh?" Liz and Louise said in unison, but their tones were completely different. Liz was confused and surprised, while Louise was surprised and displeased.

As if he could hear Louise's thoughts, Ronan turned to look at her and said, "Didn't I say from the beginning that we have plenty of ammunition tonight? One person can shoot twice without any problem."

Louise then regained her smile.

In every respect, she must have received less from Ronan than from Liz.

As Ronan accelerated, the still-young Liz began to moan and cry out, her teeth clenched around the pillow, her hands gripping the headboard, her legs spread apart, her black-stockinged feet pressing hard against the sheets to steady herself and prepare for each increasingly powerful thrust.

But it was still caused by the impact, starting with the swaying of the buttocks, then the trembling of the waist, and finally the shaking of the breasts.

"Oh, here it comes." Ronan exclaimed softly, then let out a low growl and ejaculated. He then thrust violently a few more times, squeezing out the remaining semen and injecting it into the vaginal opening.

After pressing down on Liz's back for a while, Ronan pulled out his somewhat limp penis, which was covered in vaginal fluid and semen.

The already skilled Ravana immediately crawled over, lowered her head, and opened her mouth to clean Ronan.

Chapter 1219 The story was interrupted by stockinged feet, and they wouldn't give in no matter what.

Ronan, who had just ejaculated and whose penis had been cleaned by Lavana's mouth, leaned against the pillows, half-lying on the bed. He took a glass of hot milk from Louise, drank it down in two large gulps like water, and then gently tossed it away, magically stabilizing it.

Let the cup land safely on the table.

“You already know a lot of things, but I estimate there are still many things you don’t know, especially about the mysterious man.”

"But to make things clear to you, I have to start with myself."

Ronan had the air of an old man about to recount his long life story, something that young people, especially young women, usually find particularly tedious, but it was incredibly appealing to Louise, Liz, and Lavana.

It can only be said that the elderly cannot be generalized.

"Let me start from when I was fifteen. Back then, I was much weaker than you all. I was just a novice mage. At that time, France was beset by internal and external troubles, and the place I was in was one of those internal troubles..."

Ronan didn't say much, just mentioned how he became upright and how he started in Wright City.

The following years are briefly mentioned, and the time came to the year that Ronan's fate took a turn. He met Dinia, who had ideals but always ran into obstacles, Agustina, who had full execution ability but was lazy when given instructions, and Yvette, who was very immature at the time. Coincidentally, Yvette and Liz had the same last name and the same pronunciation.

Next, Ronan, displaying his secretarial skills, gave Dinia a "brilliant idea": to orchestrate a scheme to frame others and establish his authority, paving the way for his rise to power. Ronan didn't embellish this part, or anything that follows, because it was too important, involving secrets unknown to most of the world's population. Ronan knew those people were bad, but he didn't realize they were on a completely different level from him, directly drawing him into the Heidi Man incident.

Then came the Sea Flute People, ruins, alternate dimensions, artificial intelligence, and a whole series of other things.

Even Lavana, who had only vaguely known some of the information, was stunned, let alone Louise and Liz, who were almost completely bewildered by Ronan's words. One moment it was a power struggle in a small town, and the next, how did the situation drastically change?

Ronan didn't continue, but waited for the three of them to recover.