Chapter 104

Now here’s what was happening. I was engaging in a perilous game. In modern terms, we would call that "playing both sides."

Ultimately, I informed Zara that I could cure Redford and transform him into our ally, thereby converting him into a double agent for us in the other organization. Then I informed Redford that Zara was knowledgeable about his illness and could cure him.

When it came to the risk factor, I was taking more chances with Zara than with Redford. I think I've already said that Zara knew too much about me. She may regard me as a golden goose capable of rescuing her from a perilous circumstance. In the end, any escape for a woman was a blessing.

As for Redford, most of the risk belonged to Zara. As for me, well, wasn’t I just a messenger?

Playing both sides came with a risk of its own. What if they were to directly meet? Would that not expose me and the whole play?

Considering everything, that was the only thing that made me feel calm. They were never going to meet, I knew that. They would risk too much. In other words, they could convene for official purposes, such as in the fields, but this was not an official matter, and they would keep their lips sealed as much as possible.

They would maintain control of all proceedings through me in order to use me as a scapegoat in the event of any unforeseen circumstances. So, I was taking all the risks in this game. Which meant bearing the anger of Redford and Zara, and ultimately served as their scapegoat in the event that something went wrong.

“Haa…”

“What are you--unghh-- sighing for---kyaann--- since earlier?” The young woman who was on all fours asked while I slammed inside of her with ferocity unmatched.

“Nothing, sister,” I responded and, while still ramming inside Sandra, lifted my hand to slap her gorgeous butt.

“Why are you hitting your sister?” The young woman next to me, who was the town's princess, asked.

“It’s not… ung! Hmm!! hittingnngg!!!”

Sandra came on my dick while trying to defend me.

I'm sure most of you might be wondering why my sister was in this scene when the scene that was supposed to happen was promised with Cassandra.

Well, when I got to Cassandra's house, I saw a really fascinating scene. While Cassandra and Lucas were still kissing awkwardly on the couch, Sandra was sitting on the other couch and looking at them without showing any emotion.

“What are you doing here, sister?” I asked Sandra, who only then became aware of me and gave me a quiet smile, saying, "You're back. Are you done with your duties for the day?”

She didn't respond to my question, but I had no trouble answering hers, so I nodded and replied, "I'm done for the day. I’m here because the young lady and I had an appointment.”

“What appointment?” Sandra asked with curiosity, but Cassandra cut her off right away, saying, "It's nothing. We just have to talk about taxes and all.”

She didn't want my secret—which, according to them, only my mother should know—to be revealed because she was so agitated. I never disclosed to them that I was also shagging my sisters.

Anyhow, when I saw Sandra here, I had a mischievous thought. The sister and sister in law play. Fucking your older brother's wife and sister at the same time, making new bonds between them and making old ones stronger.

Cassandra, who had a curious expression on her face when I invited Sandra to join, realized everything when she saw Sandra blowing me out of the world as soon as we walked in and I undressed. I only had to ask, "Sister, can you please help lubricate my dick?"

That's all I said, and she got down on her knees and sucked my dick before Cassandra could even react.

“Does your sister know too?” When Cassandra asked, she slowly took off her knight's uniform and was completely naked in all her glory.

“Yes.” I just replied while enjoying the tight pressure of Sandra's mouth on my dick. The warmth and suction pushed me to places where there was only light.

“I see,” Cassandra responded quickly, her pussy slit barely visible and her breasts fully exposed. While she was on her way to the bed, I asked, "Would you be able to assist my sister in removing her clothing, young lady? She’s busy at the moment.”

As though I had asked her to do something very beneath herself, Cassandra raised an eyebrow, but she only did it for a brief moment before letting out a sigh and kneeling behind Sandra.

Without saying a word, she took Sandra's pants off and told her to lift her knees a bit.

Sandra complied and got on her feet once her pants were down to her ass.

Once Cassandra passed the knees hurdle, Sandra returned to her former position on her own, my dick still in her mouth, and while the blowjob was satisfactory at best, seeing the scene of a young woman stripping another was sensational on its own. Enough to make my dick throb wildly.

Cassandra took Sandra's pants off and then tried to take off her shirt, but it had to go through her head first, which put her in a tough spot. Cassandra, not Sandra, who sucked me off as if her life depended on it and didn't give a damn about anything else.

She was about to ask Sandra to let go of it for a second, but she swallowed her words and took a gulp that sounded like she was thirsty when she saw the point where my dick touched her lips.

“Would you like to learn as well, young lady?” I asked.

“Wh-what?” Cassandra's focus then shifted to me. She stammered as if she hadn’t heard me correctly.

“Would you like to learn how to suck my dick?” I asked again.

“Suck your… dick? You mean your penis?” While the first sentence was confused, the second one was slightly angry, as though I had asked her to sell herself.

“It feels good,” Sandra said abruptly as she released my dick, which was glistening with her saliva, but only for a split second. She went back on right away, putting her mouth around my dick and licking the underside that was the most sensitive.

Although my words were offensive to Cassandra, Sandra's words were as if a highly respected older sister were offering her advice. Cassandra hesitated for a moment, but not for long. She stuttered, "I-I guess I could give it a t-try."

“Puah!”

With a loud noise, Sandra let go of me and gave Cassandra a soft smile. "Good choice," she said. "But remember, when you're by yourself with Jack, you have to call his penis a dick, okay?"

It didn't look like she was talking to a noblewoman, and Cassandra's answer didn't make it sound like she was either. As if Sandra were her older sister, Cassandra treated what Sandra said with utmost respect.

She nodded, gulped, and drew closer to my dick, exhaling hot breath over it, causing it to twitch.

“Wh-what was that?” Cassandra suddenly asked, backing off slightly.

“Haha.” Sandra chuckled softly and placed her hand on the back of Cassandra's head, assuring her, "Do not worry. It just means Jack feels good.”

“But why do I have to make him feel good?” Despite Cassandra's argument, she allowed Sandra to push her head toward my dick.

“So that Jack can make you feel good afterwards. When Jack inserts his dick into your pussy, you feel good, don't you?" Sandra asked.

“Pu-pussy? I don’t have a cat.” Cassandra confusedly stuttered, her nose now so close to my dick that it was nearly touching her lips, and the hot air from her nose was blowing directly on top of it.

“Oho, silly girl,” Sandra said lovingly before lowering her hand and rubbing Cassandra's pussy, causing her to yelp. "This is called a pussy. You must remember to address it correctly as well.”

“A-alrig-ah-t.” Sandra muttered a response, but she was more interested in how good it felt to have her pussy rubbed.

I pushed Sandra after realizing I was being ignored, saying, "Sister, aren't you forgetting something?"

“Oh, silly me.” Sandra said as if she had forgotten something so important to her life, "Cassandra. Quick. Take Jack's dick in your mouth."

As though her words were an absolute command, Cassandra hurriedly parted her lips and stuffed as much of my dick as she could in her mouth.

When she shut her mouth on the first attempt, my dick touched the back of her mouth, causing a slight cough, but it wasn't a serious reaction.

After that, she started treating my dick like the most valuable item in her life, just like the other women who were as if programmed to please a dick.

Although her blowjob wasn't as good as Martha's, it was still satisfying in its own right.

How?

Well…

“Ugh~”

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