Hey, ladies and gentlemen! GOTA, here. Here is the amended version of 'Is It Really Okay To Be A High School Sugar Baby?!" In this chapter, Izuku meets the 'girls of Hogwarts!' What plans do the girls of Beacon have for the cinnamon roll? Stay tuned! Enjoy!

Is it really okay to have a foursome and watch the girls go lesbian on each other?

Hitoshi was cautious as she changed lanes as she was approaching the interstate. The night was young and so was the cigarette that she was lighting. Chicago drill music was playing lightly in the background. She was driving at a careful speed as she was always a nimble driver. At least Hitoshi was cautious in that field.

"You aren't nervous. Are you, stud?" Hitoshi didn't face the person-in-question. She did release a bit of a haughty smirk. She lowered the window to allow the cigarette smoke out of the window.

The person-in-question wasn't fazed as that was the typical quirk of Hitoshi, teasing and hot for any action. Unfortunately, she wasn't the one receiving the action tonight.

"Nervous." The teen blew a raspberry. "Nervous, she tells me." He looked at the night sky while looking at his cell phone. "Do I look nervous?"

Hitoshi stuck out her tongue. She kept her eyes on the road. Honestly, part of it was because of the urge she was having for her delicious cinnamon roll. Buttoned-down, long-sleeve blue shirt, starched khaki slacks, and sweet-smelling cologne. In her eyes, Izuku was not only a snack but the entire menu in her palette.

"Nervous? Nope! Cute? Yes!" The response was met with the stroke of her nimble finger through his hair. Izuku could never resist her petting. He already knew that Hitoshi would probably want a finders fee after his weekend rendezvous with the girls he nicknamed the Girls of Hogwarts.

It was Ochako's idea to dub the foreign girls from Beacon Academy. Hitoshi gave Nemuri the details and relay them to her paymasters the following evening. It was after their three-way when Nemuri presented Izuku the details.

'The girls are from Beacon. Third years, friends, teammates. Maybe lovers?' Nemuri was basked in her nakedness as she was lying on top of Izuku's chest. Izuku felt like a second coming was stirring the way her soft hands were delicately stroking his shaft. 'Then yet again, the latter could be info from the geek squad. Hitoshi says that the girls have a stronger fanbase than the case against R. Kelly.'

Ochako was on the other side of Izuku. As she was drawing doodles, she reached for the paperwork that Nemuri gave her. Not without a kiss from the loving girls. Izuku watched in pleasure as Kayama-sensei and Ochako swapped tongues. Seeing the girls swapping spit and pulling into each other was exciting his little son. It didn't help as Ochako was cradling his balls.

'Anything I should prepare for,' asked Izuku.

'Nothing out of the ordinary,' replied Ochako. 'The girls are visiting for the weekend. The girls are friends of Hitoshi. Hitoshi's loose supple lips leaked our information about you and now we are here.' Ochako indented her teeth into Izuku's chest, making her precious claim. Izuku felt her wettest muscle massaging him, knowing he will ready for another round with the girls.

'The girls are looking for a good time,' said Nemuri. 'From what Hitoshi tells me, the girls want something different. Someone quite and adorable. Their personal cinnamon roll for the weekend.' Nemuri spooled saliva onto his erected dick. While she was focusing on the front porch, Ochako was resting her head on his chest.

'Hitoshi tells me that the girls want to remain anonymous in regards to names,' said Ochako. 'However, the girls promised to pay upfront and want a good time. So, the codenames are to remain the same.'

'I respect that,' said Izuku. 'I rather not know their real names anyway. Don't need to make it personal.'

Izuku began squirming as he felt his dick being ingested into Nemuri's hot mouth pussy. Nemuri has significantly improved on her 'head game.' The Pro Hero 18+ can now ingest his entire shaft without a gag reflex. No disrespect to his beloved, but Midnight was a pro. An additional trick to add in her trade as his personal secretary and second lover.

'The girls of Hogwarts are far from shy. The tall drinks of water know what they want and what they do to achieve their goals.'

'An orgy?'

'Although requested but not the only thing. Each girl wants their own personal quality time of their choosing.'

'Who am I to deny a request?'

'Because of the circumstances as well as their expenses, we will cancel any additional things since you will be required to stay with them.'

Before he could rebuttal, she put her finger to his lips, rubbing them tenderly. 'Don't worry, we will do periodical checks. Nemuri and I will be at a motel nearby monitoring.'

'Monitoring.'

'Once again, sweetness. You may care for Hitoshi.' She kissed him. 'You may like Hitoshi.' Her doe-eyes, eyes that can garner any man, woman, or beast. The same colored eyes that he fell in love with on the first day they had met. 'I can't trust her. If I wouldn't know any better, she wants you all for herself.' She lowered her body down where she joined Kayama-sensei who was already in progress of blowing him. The girls swapped each other saliva before proceeding to his dick.

'Don't worry, ladies. I am in good hands.' He couldn't talk any further. The girls were tongue-tagging his cock. He was drunk (not literally as he didn't have a drop to drink). Drunk in the hot, fiery passion between the girls as they were lapping their tongues onto his phallus. Knowing his swollen cock was going to release his hot milk into their mouth pussies. The thought of cocking his gun into their steamy cavern, that moist yum-yum, that goodie bag that he had the pleasure to taste and to fuck.

'Nemuri! Ochako!' The girls kept his legs immobile, wrapping themselves to ensure that he would have the greatest orgasm. His toes curled as the girls were lapping up his precum. The sounds of slobbering and bobbing filled the bedroom. Izuku squeezed his eyes until he felt the slaps of the girls.

He knew that they wanted him to watch.

Before he could produce a vowel or a consonant, their eyes locked as he unloaded his milk into their mouth. Each spurt felt better than the last.

He couldn't remember much for he fell asleep afterward.

Izuku lowered the window. He wanted to get some air. The streetlamps were lighting up the highway, shining upon the somewhat nervous teen. He pulled out a stick of gum, a trick to relax his nerves. It was something he normally does for first-timers, but this is people outside of his normal circle. The mothers, the teens, the neighborhood women, friends of friends, he could handle them. However, the words of his beloved linger in his ear like a remnant of yesterday. Nevertheless, he doubted that Shinsou wouldn't put him in harm's way. Even Ochako has her reservations, he still cared for her. Not only as a client but as a friend as well.

The skyscrapers were getting closer and closer. It wasn't long until Downtown was upon him.

Nemuri and I will keep standby in case things were to go awry. We know we keep things safe but knowing the mindset of Hitoshi and these friends, we can never be careful.

The girls will keep their codenames as so. Just for safety, no real names. They know who you are obviously. What we want is just a transaction. And of course, a good time for you as well. Me and Ochako will monitor the area in the case of any traps.

Girls, I will be fine. Still, thank you for watching over me! Is there anything I need to know? Just for assurance.

Baka, please! We just want to make sure that you're not being pimped or being convinced to join someone else.

Have to agree with Nemuri on that, sweetness!

"Hey, Izuku!" Izuku turned when seeing Hitoshi lowered the volume on the radio. "I told good things about you to the girls. Especially the Dragon. She's the blonde and the leader. So, we know who runs the show."

"Gotcha!"

"The Kitten or Kitty for short. Second in command. A bit of prude but quite willing."

"Kitty is the black-haired with the funky cat ears?"

"Yeah! Cat ears, right!"

"What about the white-haired and the one-third short of a Neopolitan?"

"Snow Princess? A Megabitch!"

"Will she be difficult?"

The damsel nearly grinned but tried to keep her composure before turning her alluring eyes on Izuku. "Absolutely! But, these bitches be the sexy and the hottest to trot! See how you tamed me." She let out a purr.

"And the red-and-black-haired girl?"

"The Witch? A bit naive, but quite sweet. Very sweet." Hitoshi licked her lips.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just say that this will be a weekend to remember." She reached into the console and pulled out a black plastic bag. She, then, tossed it on his lap.

"Condoms, lubricant, diaphragms, anything involving kinky sex is there," said Hitoshi.

Izuku raised his eyebrow. "I always keep condoms." He patted his tiny fanny pack. "And won't the girls be supplying their stuff."

"Sweetness, you are the treat to the tricks. Of course, they would have their own." Her face flattened. "However, I will have to agree with Ochako." She took a breath before sighing. "Never walk in blindly. That is why I am taking you instead of Ochako or Nemuri. I want to take the temperature before letting you go. And since they know me, it would be best." She flicked his forehead. "And have your dogs know that you will be fine."

"What are you talking…"

She put her finger to his lip. "A slut I am and even sluts know when dogs have been in other dogs' bowls." She pecked him on the cheek. "So, relax, okay?!"

Twenty minutes later, she and Izuku were in Downtown Musutafu. Hitoshi showed her pass to the security guard that allowed her clearance into the Ritz-Carlton parking garage. She drove a few floors before making it to the fifth floor of the garage. She parked the car and shut off the engine. She exited the vehicle and opened the door for Izuku.

Upon Izuku's observation, he noticed that Hitoshi was dressed professionally - white blouse tucked into black slacks. She checked her makeup before grabbing Izuku's arm.

He raised his eyebrow. She narrowed her eyebrow. "So, you are going to not be a polite gentleman?"

"You confused me with your actions and your tenacity, Shinsou!"

She gripped his ass, which abruptly silenced him. "And I still know what gooses you up. Now, let me do the talking and for the record, I did release a signal to know you are legit." She gripped his ass tighter. "Don't worry, your girls sort-of know about this."

"What is it," he asked.

She pressed her lips into his ear, whispering the information that would become the signal.

About ten minutes later….

They stepped inside the elevator for the fifteenth floor. The ascension to his destination felt like forever. He had his hand in his pocket while holding to Shinsou's love gift. The elevator stopped and heard the sound of the 'fifteenth floor' coming from the speaker. They walked out of the elevator and into the hallway where they walked a few paces before stopping at a wooden door.

Suite 1515

Hitoshi approached the door and she did three slight taps at the door. After a few moments, she saw a figure looking at the peephole. They heard the sound of the door unlocking and it opened.

A woman appeared at the door. Judging by the looks of her white hair and cold looking demeanor, it could be easily indicated that this was the Snow Princess.

"Password?" Her cold eyes immediately stared onto Izuku. He wasn't alarmed. It wasn't the first time having unwelcomed glares to the teen - husbands, boyfriends, ex-lovers, Katsuki, the occasional girlfriends (who later join him and their lovers). So, he shrugged his shoulders while pulling out another stick of gum to put in his mouth.

Shinsou pressed her lips to the door. "The crow caws at midnight!"

"And the cat sours the basil," returned the Snow Princess. Upon hearing those words, the door was pulled back. The smell of honeydew filled Izuku's nose upon entry. It was Hitoshi's touch of her hand on his shoulder that nudged him to go forward.

"Don't be scared." She pressed her lips to his ear. "It's only pussy."

Izuku silently scoffed, taking her hands off him. "Don't question my methods, man!"

"Afraid that they got cooties."

Izuku raised his eyebrow. "I think I might."

"Cooties they can handle. Let's make haste."

The suite reminded Izuku on a western-styled apartment building. He knew that the hotel had to be a refurbished apartment building.

Smooth jazz music filled the hotel suite as Izuku entered the walkway. The Snow Princess led them to the living room quarters where the others presumably located.

"Kitty, the Witch, and M'Lady," spoked the Snow Princess formally. "The woman and our gentleman of the hour are here."

Izuku watched as each girl was positioned strategically in the living room. The black-haired girl with the cat ears stood at the table next to the window. Her long hair complimented her black evening gown and her black bow. In her hand, she was having a drink. Such a darkened brown color, Izuku knew that it was apple juice she was sipping on. Smoke lingered from her direction. His attention was at the ashtray as it loomed over beside her. Her catlike eyes were pierced, giving attention to each and every moment the teen's eyes would lay.

The Witch. She was sitting at the love seat next to the door. Her style of dress was childish - a jean skirt and a white blouse with white leggings to match. She was holding a handheld video game while snacking on cookies. Although the game was being active, her retinas were on Izuku. Izuku knew by her hand gestures and inattentiveness of her video game, the red-and-black-haired was thinking of another game to play. And Izuku knew that it wasn't rated E for everyone.

The last and certainly not the least - the Dragon. Her long hair draped over her chest. Wearing a yellow evening gown and a necklace that cost more than his yearly salary, she sat on the couch. The chimney was burning. The sounds of crackling embers were making its presence known. A bottle of anisette sat in front of her. Two glasses to match. One had a lipstick smear on it.

While in thought, the Snow Princess immediately rushed to the Dragon's aid for a refill. The Dragon's eyes never left Izuku's sight. Even as the Snow Princess poured, she licked her lips. Something more sweet-tasting was beyond the glass of wine. Something much richer and finer than any aged liqueur.

If the information about the girls of Hogwarts were true, then Izuku knew he had a weekend to remember.

Hitoshi slapped Izuku's back. He wasn't sure it was to change the stale atmosphere or just being her usual bashful self. "Pardon my nervous friend here, ladies." She swayed her hand. "Ladies and ladies, may I present to you, your damoiseau, Izuku Midoriya!"

Izuku didn't hesitate. After all, it was part of what Hitoshi whispered into his ear before entering the hotel room.

Izuku reached for his slacks. He slowly unbuckled his belt, reaching for the zipper to pull down, and for his button to open. The girls remained still. Silence still filled the room, with the exception of the burning fire, as Izuku pulled down his slacks and his boxers.

Izuku, feeling the breeze of his exposed member in front of the girls, then pulled his shirt where it partially exposed his bellybutton. Part of the plan, Hitoshi knew exposing his stomach would give some girls a run for their money.

"Good evening, my damsels!" He turned to the self-proclaimed leader, Ya...the Dragon. He humbly bowed. "And to you, good evening, mademoiselle." He then turned his attention to the others. "I, Izuku Midoriya, will be humbly your servant and your use of your devices for the next two days. I am to be used at your disposal by any means to your liking and to be treated in the form of your choosing." He bowed once more. "I am yours, ladies and mademoiselle!"

Hitoshi folded her arms, feeling accomplished about this moment in time. Not bad, stud. You are an actor. All I wanted you to tell them that you were theirs for the weekend. I said to show some skin but man, you have guts, lover boy!

The Dragon stared attentively at his erected cock. She appeared fixated like she was inspecting it. She looked away, gave one snap of a finger.

It was the Snow Princess that approached her mistress. She leaned over to her the Dragon's request. After a few moments of whispers, the Snow Princess nodded and walked over to Izuku's direction.

Silence remained. Her cold glare remained onto the emerald-haired teen. She was now inches away, neck and neck with each other.

Without a thought, a sigh, or a scoff, she went on her knees.

Hitoshi couldn't help but smile at this awkward theatrical performance. My God, this is too funny and too weird! If only I had my camera to show it to the others.

Wei...The Snow Princess wrapped her hands tenderly around his cock. Upon contact, he felt her cool hands. Conceal not feel the teen jokingly thought as the frozen Snow Princess began wrapping her hands tightly around his cock. Her eyes widened as his girth seemed to be a bit much. She began stroking it at a steady pace. Izuku was turned on but used to this. Housewives like Rei, Beru, Mitsuki or Pro Heroes like the Wild, Wild Pussycats, Ryuko, Emi, and Rumi would do that to set the mood.

Hitoshi kept her stance. She was grateful to wear a pad, knowing that dick she had to pleasure to taste and to fuck was being touched by another.

The Snow Princess spooled her warm saliva over his dick. The sound of greasy noises was made as she began shlicking his cock. Then, she gave a peck to the phallus. And then again on his phallus.

Holding onto his hips, she inserted his entire dick into her mouth like a frankfurter.

Izuku felt the moist mouth pussy lathering him up as she began bobbing and moaning.

He knew that the Snow Princess must have experience. He could tell as she was keeping a bit of distance from him, trying not to stain her clothes. He knew some were sticklers about that.

The Witch, Kitty, and the Dragon were all centered on their teammate and Izuku. Hitoshi decided to walk to where the Kitty presided to have a drink of that 'apple juice.'

The Snow Princess would shove it to her uvula and back out. Slurping it like she was gnawing on a jawbreaker. Izuku began folding into the pleasure. By this time, he felt her hands gripping his ass tightly - one of his weak focal points. Something that he hasn't even told Ochako.

The Snow Princess was a live pendulum, going forward and backward onto his dick as if it was the tastiest treat in the world. The look on her face indicated that she wanted to look at him. Look at what she was offering to him and it should be a blessing.

She was getting faster. She hummed each time she sucked on his cock. The Snow Princess was good. No, great at this. Never in his life did a blowjob felt this good. Needing further stimulation, he reached for her hair. She didn't budge as he used her head to grip as he used his hips to rock her head. Slobbering noises and bobbing noises were now greater.

"Snow Princess, I am there. I am coming. I am coming," he said to her as he deposited his seeds inside of her mouth. He felt her croaked as the impact bombarded her mouth. She moaned loudly as if she was choking. But she didn't stop sucking his dick like a vacuum. At each spurt, she sucked. She continued ingesting his ejaculate until the orgasm had ceased.

The white-haired teen stayed on her knees, savoring the supple offering of Izuku's hot milk. The teen's tongue bathed in it, opening her mouth to show the contents before him and the others. She swallowed his seed.

A tiny smile crept from the cold princess. A bit of his seed dripped down her face. "Young seed is the finest seed." The teen grabbed her cheeks as if she was a squirrel full of nuts. "Just a rich taste. Tastier than the finest liqueur." She clapped her hands. "He's the one I want."

The Dragon nodded approvingly. She made quick, sharp claps. Immediately, the Kitten and the Witch positioned themselves behind Izuku. Hitoshi watched from the table at the spectacle before her.

"Ladies." The Dragon made three more distinctive claps. Izuku was welcomed by the hands of the girls. The girls removed his clothing. His shirt, his pants, his boxers, everything. The black-haired teen and the redhead teen locked eyes. As if they were on cue, they used each arm to pull Izuku to the ground.

"What are you ladies doing," asked Hitoshi in a concerning voice. "This wasn't part of the deal we've discussed."

"Relax, Hitoshi." The Dragon stood attentively. With her hand holding a glass of wine, the blonde watched delightfully as Izuku was lying on the floor in his nakedness. "We aren't going to harm him, darling." She eyed the Snow Princess. "As you can see, it's the Snow Princess' birthday and we wanted to give her the ultimate gift she won't get from anywhere else." She displayed a narrowed-eyed grin.

"Aid me with your comprehension," said Hitoshi.

The Kitten and the Witch were holding onto Izuku's extremities to hinder him from moving. The Dragon walked over to see across from Hitoshi. She took the bottle and pour another cup inside of the glass. "You see, the Snow Princess is quite needy, amorous, and frankly frustrating." She took a sip of her punch. "She doesn't get out much in the department of men and it gets tiresome after having our little tet-o-tet's." The wink of the Dragon's eye confirmed the rumors of their lesbian rendezvous.

Izuku lied motionless, blinded by the bright ceiling lights. The Kitten held onto his arms and the Witch kept a grip of his legs.

The Dragon crossed her legs while watching the Snow Princess squatted her hips over his throbbing member. "The Snow Princess loves to be controlled. However, she enjoys controlling better." She snapped her fingers. "Blow out the candles and make a wish, Snow Princess."

"Yes, mistress."

Izuku watched as the teen positioned her naked body over his dick. She propped it to where his dick and her pussy were making contact.

"Condom."

The Witch and the Kitten glared at him upon his making a comment.

"That's my policy, ladies. Before we perform any action, we must have protection." There were a few exceptions to the rule of condom use. It was a rare occasion having unprotective sex. He has had unprotective sex occasionally with Nemuri and Ochako but they would often use morning-after pills or use birth control. He admitted that he wasn't playing safe with Hitoshi in a previous rendezvous but he knew that she was on birth control as well. Izuku didn't want to leave any loose strings or possibilities of having leaks. He didn't want any conflicts in the operation, especially if one were to become pregnant.

"Relax, Izuku baby," said the Dragon while licking her lips. "The Snow Princess is guarded. Now, be a dear and shut those pretty lips." She snapped at the Kitten. "Kitty, honey. Provide him with the taste of your precious honey lemon."

"Yes, mistress." Izuku saw the Kitten without a moment of doubt remove her clothing. His nose became enamored by the bask of womanhood. The Kitten looked calm as she was removed her clothing, save for her bra and panties.

"Dearest sister, accommodate the Snow Princess until your needs can be met with the cinnamon roll," demanded the Dragon.

"Yes, my dearest sister." Hitoshi watched as the Witch gripped onto the Snow Princess' tits. She began fondling them, licking her neck as the Snow Princess' stifle moans filled the room.

"Gradually let her break into this naughty dick of his," said the Dragon to her sister.

The Snow Princess felt the assistance of the Witch as she used her shoulders to aid the entry of his dick into her pussy.

Upon contact, the Snow Princess let out a cat-like cry. It was muffled by the Witch's lips. The girls were enveloped by their taste of the forbidden sex while Izuku was feeling the tightness of her pussy. It was obvious that she was a virgin. The hotness of her blood was seeping onto his throbbing member. Before he could process the situation, he was welcomed by the Kitten's wet throbbing pussy.

"Take this supple offering, my dearest cinnamon roll," said the Kitten in a motherly manner. Izuku felt the softness and warmth of her pussy on his mouth. As a person familiar with the taste of pussy, hers was a bit tangy. Nevertheless, it wasn't rejectable.

"Good, girls!" Yan...the Dragon took another sip of her wine. "Please me, girls! Please me, Izuku! Show me that you all can excite me."

Hitoshi was pointing at the door. "Is this part that I can leave now?"

The Dragon wavered her hand. "No, my dear. We are only testing the product."

"I thought it was clearly established after Lady Tsundere there tasted his seeds," said Hitoshi.

The Dragon wavered her finger. "Silly Little FIshy. Didn't your mother always tell you to take the temperature of soup before it is right?"

My mother was an alcoholic and the only thing I tasted warm was from the hot slaps she gave me. God, I miss that woman. I need to pay her a visit sometime when her visitation rights at the jail come back.

Izuku arched his back as the tightness of the Snow Princess' walls were enveloping his cock. The tight suction of her flesh. The moans overtaking the muffling from the Witch's kisses. Izuku kept his body focused. He had to remind himself that this was the client's pleasure and therefore, he must separate himself to please the girls.

Izuku used his tongue to moisten Kitty's walls. The Kitten moaned into the air, feeling the wettest muscle pleasuring her nubile pussy. To her, it felt like the dildos she has used by herself or with the girls in the past. Knowing she was getting pleasure, she proceeded to gyrate her hips. She allowed herself to relax as she rode Izuku's face.

Wei...the Snow Princess gripped onto the Kitten's titties, kneading it like bread before burying herself onto her bosom. She began gnawing and licking on the breasts like a child craving her mother. The Witch continued kissing the Snow Princess until she broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between the two. However, she wasn't finished playing with the Snow Princess' titties. She continued flicking them and using her hips to buck at her back. She returned kissing her neck. The Snow Princess and the Kitten held each other's face before enveloping themselves for a hot and steamy kiss.

"Ride me, ride me, ride me," said the Kitten in between kiss. "That's right, Daddy. Work that tongue! Work it like you're impregnating me."

The Snow Princess slapped Izuku's chest. "C'mon, you cheeky bastard! You cute, sexy, adorable little bastard! Please me like you are forced to do! Give it to me! Give it to me, Izuku! Cream me, cream me!" The latter was in a burst of wild laughter. "Oh, the gods. Fuck me as if your life depended on it!"

The Snow Princess has never tasted something this delicious in her young life. She looked onto the Dragon. "Mistress," she cried. "Make him our slave for the weekend." She slapped his chest, reddening it in the process. "Oh, Oum, Izuku, you feel so good! Yes, baby! Be my slave! Be my slave! It is a privilege and not an insult. Become the property of the [classified] Dust Company!"

The Dragon turned to Hitoshi. "Clever gal, ain't she," she said to the grey-haired teen. "But, seriously! Keep watch with him. She would do it in a heartbeat and without remorse."

Hitoshi couldn't help but be surprised by the scene. If Nemuri and Ochako only knew what kind of girls were these. God, I am so thankful to be the plug.

After a few more minutes, Izuku could feel his balls surging with his milk. The girls were in all smiles. The Witch, by this time, was gnawing on his balls, expediting the climax.

"Fuck me, Izuku," cried the Kitten. "Make me feel as though you are my one and only, baby. Work that tongue."

Izuku felt the juices sliding down his throat. He swallowed the juices, continuing to please her.

"Oh, Oum! I am coming! I am coming! I am coming!" The Kitten pressed her body to his chest as he was welcomed with the floodgates of her pussy. "Oh, Oum! Yes, yes, yes! Oh, Jesus, fuck me Izuku baby!"

By this time, Izuku's body tensed. The climax was near. He tightened his muscles and braced for impact.

The moment he came, the Snow Princess made a piercing cry as her juices were met with his milk. The emerald teen bombarded her womb with his milk. Izuku can feel his spunk cramming in, filling it until it spurted out from her pussy.

The Snow Princess grew exhausted, she rested on the Kitten's body. The eyes were locked and they shared a kiss. Rub..the Witch was too exhausted as she continued gnawing on his balls.

After the midst of silence, the leader finally spoke. "We will take him."

About ten minutes later...

The Dragon commanded the Witch to reach under her seat with a brown packaged envelope.

Hitoshi whistled by the thickness of the envelope. "Good God almighty!"

"I trust you that you will send this to his paymasters," said the Dragon sternly while the Witch handed Hitoshi his payment.

"Certainly," said Hitoshi before turning to the ladies. "Enjoyable, girls?!"

"Where has he been hiding," asked the Witch. "His milk is sweeter than honey."

"Personal time is necessary," said the Kitten. She winked at Izuku. "And I do want his number. For outcall, of course!"

The Snow Princess folded her arms. "He's okay, I guess! He is still an idiot pervert!"

Hitoshi closed her eyes, smiling of their approval. She turned to the Dragon. "Call his secretary when you are through with him."

"We will be sure to drop him off properly at his designated spot according to Midnight," said the Dragon as she snapped her fingers, signaling the Kitten to escort Hitoshi out of the hotel room.

As she was leaving, she smiled at Izuku. "Have fun, stud." She winked while licking her lips before walking out of the door.

Izuku was now alone in the house of discord. Four teenage girls. Four foreign teenage girls. Four horny foreign teenage girls, all wanting a taste of Izuku.

"So, my lovely little fishy," said the Dragon as she stood up. "Since we finally have this entire weekend together. Let's make what's best of it." She snapped her fingers once more. This time, the Witch and the Kitten came to her aid.

"Kitty, take him to the bathroom and clean him up," said the Dragon.

"Yes," said the Kitten.

"My dear Witch, my dearest sister," said the Dragon, "Get my room ready."

"Certainly, my dear sister," said the Witch.

The Dragon knew she didn't have to reply to the Snow Princess. "I will get the supplies ready."

"Thanks, my dear," said the Dragon before turning to Izuku. "Hope you are ready for me, my love. For you have me next on the menu."

Is it really okay to have a foursome and watch the girls go lesbian on each other? Yeah, still not ready to answer that!

To be continued….

BD: Damn, girl! You couldn't go a bit further? That was getting exciting!

GOTA: yOu cOUldDn't go A BiT fURthEr?

BD: Whatever! My idea anyway!

GOTA: My words, my dear.

BD: Yeah, yeah. More works coming soon!