Since Victoria couldn't help him pursue Gina, he could only compensate for the loss by leveling up with the two of them. He'd figure out Gina later.
Karl first held Victoria's fair foot, wrapped in sheer black silk, its curves sexy. His other hand held Chris's fair foot, wrapped in white silk. Her foot looked less sensual than Victoria's, and felt much more delicate in his hand.
He brought the mother and daughter's feet together.
Chapter 158: Experience Increase
Victoria's foot shape was mature and slender, her toes sensual beneath the sheer black silk. With Time Stop activated, Victoria maintained a dignified smile.
Karl placed her on the table.
A sexy and dignified mature woman, allowing herself to be posed as one pleased, made Karl feel excited.
Karl held one of her feet, rubbing it in his palm. The smooth sheer black silk combined with her mature, sensual foot shape. He saw the shape of her toes beneath the black silk and stroked them with his fingers, feeling their smoothness.
"Would anyone actually want to lick this?"
Karl pouted. He admitted Victoria was beautiful and sensual as a dignified mature woman, and he was happy to rub little ka against her.
But he thought about those who, before he transmigrated, constantly clamored to lick beautiful women's fair feet—would they actually put their mouths to a young girl's fair foot wrapped in black silk if they really held it?
Karl placed it on little ka's head. The moment it touched the sole of her foot, little ka immediately became energized. The experience was even more intense than the smooth sensation when holding it with his hand.
The sensual fair foot also had a subtle fibrous texture, creating a combination of slipperiness and fine fibrous granules that aided the process.
The contradictory combination of the two, and a slight indentation in the sole of Victoria's fair foot beneath the black silk when a little more pressure was applied.
"Whew…"
Karl let out a long breath, maintaining his composure. He couldn't let his attention be solely on Victoria's feet. He constantly reminded himself that his goal this time was to gain skill proficiency.
And not to indulge in primal desires by merely rubbing against her feet.
Karl placed Chris on the table next to Victoria. Her expression, unlike her mother's dignified composure, held a hint of exploration in her eyes.
She was clearly observing Karl while speaking, suspecting that he had intentions towards her mother.
"Hmph, is there no trust between us at all?" Karl pouted, one hand on Victoria's chest, the other on Chris's chest.
He felt the sensations from both palms, discerning the differences between mother and daughter.
Though mother and daughter, they were completely different.
Victoria was at least an E-cup, too large for one hand to grasp. Because she was a mother, his fingertips seemed to sink in, like cotton.
In comparison, Chris barely had a C-cup.
The sensation was the unique firmness of a young girl.
The experience was entirely different.
Karl sampled the mother and daughter's sensations, not lingering. His fingers slid down to Chris's long, fair feet. Her long legs looked completely different from her mother's.
Victoria was plump and fleshy, while Chris was a size thinner than her mother, almost perfectly straight.
After Karl gave her the suspender white stockings, he verbally told her she had to wear them every day, but it was mostly for fun, he never actually checked.
Yet Chris was very cooperative, even if she looked disgusted every time she saw him.
But Karl could always see the white stockings beneath her nun's dress.
Karl also wondered what Chris felt when she wore this open-crotch style while praying before God.
Next time, he'd try other ways to play.
He shook these irrelevant thoughts from his head.
Karl held her left foot. Chris's foot shape was completely different from her mother's. Compared to Victoria's mature and sensual foot shape, her foot shape was more like a divine, exquisitely carved work of art.
Every part was just right, making one marvel at how exquisite a foot could be.
When wrapped in a layer of white stockings, it gave an even stronger sense of being inviolable.
Of course, this wouldn't stop Karl from placing it on little ka's right side.
When the mother and daughter's feet were placed together, he realized they were actually similar in size. It was just that Victoria's foot shape was sensual, so he subconsciously perceived it as larger.
Karl placed them one on the left and one on the right, looking at the mature sensuality of the sheer black silk on the left, and the beautiful purity on the right.
He held one in each hand, gently rubbing them.
"Power…"
Karl murmured, feeling his skill proficiency rising, just as he planned. This was a recognized new position.
Proficiency was rapidly increasing.
Although both stockings were made of demon spider silk, their thickness was not the same. By his previous life's standards, Victoria wore 10D, which was only a thin layer, so the experience was closer to the feel of bare feet, even smoother and more tender.
Chris's could only be considered semi-transparent, offering a stronger soft and glutinous sensation.
Karl rubbed with both hands for a while. Although it felt great, he ultimately felt a bit overwhelmed playing with both.
The next second.
Victoria's expression froze, her eyebrows subtly raised. Her eyes caught sight of her daughter sitting beside her, and her bishop's robe was tossed on the floor.
All she had left was a pair of sheer pantyhose.
Then she looked at Karl, who was grinning.
"…" Victoria's blood pressure rose again, but it was only for an instant. Her facial expression didn't even have time to change before she resumed her dignified smile.
"Lord Karl, aren't your actions a bit too much right now?"
She knew Karl and her daughter played wildly, and she had guessed this day would come, but as a mother, experiencing it firsthand still ignited anger within her.
"Mom, I was wrong." Karl apologized with extreme frankness. He heard Victoria's address to him change to the more formal "Lord."
Karl looked at Victoria with pleading eyes: "How about you punish me by stepping on me with your feet, Mom?"
"…" Victoria glanced at Karl's two hands. One hand held one of her feet, the other held her daughter's foot, both placed on little ka.
"Sigh…"
She sighed helplessly. Karl softened so quickly that her resentment dissipated somewhat.
Otherwise, what could she do? Karl's handsome appearance, when he acted submissive, made it truly hard to stay angry.
Especially when he called her "Mom" repeatedly. Even though Victoria knew he had no filial piety, it still easily evoked her maternal feelings.
"I'm really angry now."
Victoria made an angry face, her toes spreading beneath the black silk, and the force increased significantly.
"Mom, I'll never dare again." Karl was also happy to cooperate. He released Victoria from Time Stop because holding two feet with two hands was very inconvenient.
With Victoria actively participating, his attention could be fully on Chris's feet.
Victoria hadn't experienced this kind of play before, but after realizing Karl had an inexplicable obsession with feet, she could figure it out on her own.
Humans who were interested in feet were somewhat perverse.
After all, he was an Evil Dragon, so nothing he liked was strange.
Victoria's toes shifted positions beneath the black silk, adjusting the pressure. Unconsciously, a slight curve appeared at the corner of her mouth. This feeling of looking down and stepping on someone with her feet easily gave her a sense of control.
Especially with Karl calling her "Mom" repeatedly.
It gave her a strange, forbidden feeling.
She also applied more force with her feet.
"Mm, ah…" With Victoria moving, Karl felt a bit more relaxed. He had to admit, a mature woman really understood. He held Chris's sole, trying to apply pressure from the other side.
Under the two completely different experiences of the fair feet, he shivered all over.
"Hmph hmph." Victoria stopped, a playful glint in her eyes.
"Thank you, Mom." Karl's earlier humility vanished. After the act, his words were firm.
Victoria smiled, picked up her bishop's robe from the floor, and put it on.
The next second, Victoria was caught in Time Stop.
At the same time, Chris froze, looking at Karl.
Chapter 159: Sudden Gentleness
When Chris came to her senses, she saw her mother standing gracefully, smiling elegantly. A sticky, strange sensation came from her feet. She looked down and saw a wet patch on the white stockings on the sole of her foot.
Then she met Karl's smiling eyes.
"Mom, no, I…" Chris panicked. Only after speaking did she notice her mother's unusual stillness, and immediately realized she was in Time Stop.
The next second, her panic vanished, replaced by a touch of anger. Her eyes glared at Karl: "Bastard!"
She pulled her foot from his hand and was about to kick Karl.
"Hey, hey, don't forget our agreement!" Karl deftly dodged. His traces were all over Chris's feet now, and he didn't want to get any on himself.
"Anytime I want, you can't refuse."
"You!" Chris calmed down. She had genuinely panicked just now, opening her eyes to see her mother standing beside her, while she herself was only wearing suspender stockings, and her feet were muddy.
She looked at her mother again, noticing there were no wrinkles on her bishop's robe, clearly indicating she had put it on herself.
This proved that Karl, the Evil Dragon, still had some integrity and hadn't laid a hand on her mother.
"You're truly disgusting."
Chris sighed in relief, taking her gaze off her mother. Within the Time Stop domain, she felt less restrained as a Saintess than she did outside.
"What do you want to do this time?"
She knew Karl always came up with strange new ways to play, and they were never the same.
"I'm sorry, I just thought you looked especially beautiful today, so I couldn't resist." Karl's smile was sincere, and his eyes, as he looked at Chris's face, were full of deep affection.
His praise came from the bottom of his heart. Chris was, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen among humans. He wondered if becoming a Saintess also came with a beauty buff.
When Karl looked at her, the genuine affection in his eyes was undisguised.
"?" Chris was stunned by the sincerity in his eyes. Her first reaction was that this Evil Dragon must have gone crazy from some stimulus.
Karl took a step closer, reached out and took her hand, raised it very gentlemanly, kissed the back of her hand, and then looked at her intently.
Chris only felt waves of disgust and discomfort.
In their usual interactions, Karl almost always held her head down to make her bite, or used her feet, or her backside.
In short, whenever Karl was aroused, he would grab her and vent his desires casually. She had never seen such an expression from him.
Karl, however, offered no explanation. Instead, he sat on the table, put his arms around her, lifted her onto his lap, and then held her with his hands.
The entire process was very gentle, completely unlike his usual roughness.
"?" Chris was momentarily dazed, considering whether to ask a question. A sensation of fullness came over her. After half a second of stupor, she realized what was happening.
Actually, they had done it many times, but because Karl rarely took the conventional route, at most it was only after getting bored with other places that he finally resorted to the conventional way.
This time, it was too normal, which made her very uncomfortable.
Karl held her in one arm, leaning close to her ear: "Does it hurt? Do you want me to go slower?"
"…" Chris's expression was subtle. She wanted to say, "Don't be like this, I'm scared." Perhaps it was usually too painful, but this time, because it was overly normal, besides the familiar swelling, there was no particular sensation.
She didn't speak the entire time. Held in his arms, her chest pressed against Karl's, she felt their heartbeats and body temperatures.
Chris surprisingly didn't dislike it.
Especially after he gently slowed down, Chris experienced a feeling she had never had before—a sense of satisfaction etched into her DNA.
Her face flushed slightly, but she still didn't speak, lest all of this was just part of Karl's strange games.
But Chris didn't dislike the feeling she had now.
Karl held Chris's body. She was half a head taller than Karl, but her figure was slender, and her long legs accounted for more than half of her height.
So, when he carried her long legs and held her in his arms, it didn't seem awkward.
"Sigh…"
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