Aiming to Be an Orc Gentleman

Red, clear, bright red eyes won't let go of my gaze.

Did you stare for plenty of seconds? Returning to me and jumping away in a panic, a white girl woke her upper body without sound.

Obviously it's not a doll, is it? But I'm not human, I'm not subhuman. It doesn't show any signs of being an organism.

What the hell is she…….

"Yay. I can't believe I haven't had a customer in thousands of years."

The girl, who was completely faceless, said that to me with a breathtaking smile on her face.

"That, do you get the word? Shit, I didn't envisage a dialogue with a non-human...... But it's bipedal, and maybe."

Looking at the girl who somehow conceived it, she stood up on the bed as if she remembered. Its small, besides my thoughts, I could see the back of my thighs from the hem of a short piece, making me wander away.

"I am Celeste Farren Rue de Charnhorn. It's a long story. Celie's fine."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Celie. I say rut."

I'm the first person to meet you, so I need to hold on to my greeting. When she lowered her head with a dust, Ms. Celie glanced at her surprise.

"Wow, wow, wow! Word, you know what I mean!?

"I practiced, to some extent."

Nevertheless, it is still an immature language. If you are a gentleman, you must acquire the perfect method to suit you on the spot and at that time. Even with one word, there's still a long way to go.

"Hmm, that's very interesting... the world seems to be supposed to be funny while I sleep"

"I was asleep, sir?

He did look asleep, but rather than sleeping, he seemed to close his consciousness...... I don't know if I'm familiar with it, but was it really asleep?

"Yeah... you know what year it is now?

"How many years? I'm sorry, I don't know."

"Right, I guess since the beginning of human history, if you like. But Ruto doesn't look like a human being..."

"If that's the case, I think you should go to the city and ask the knights,"

"Hey, you still have a knight or something...... ok, I've made up my mind. Will you please take me to that city?

There's nothing wrong with me. But I have something to do before I do.

"I don't mind that. But he got away from my friend who came here with me. I fell into a pit, don't you see what it is?

"Mm, what, you know what? As a matter of fact, the pitfalls you set up are the right way to go. Look, you say it's weird, right? Everyone who falls there is set up to live."

It's a setup. I mean, the trap must have been set by Mr. Celie.

"... Could it be that Mr. Celie is the main one here?

"Ha-ha-ha... you rotate your head pretty fast. You're just manipulating the language. And I'm the lord here."

Somehow, I learned an unspoken emotion.

It never occurred to me that the Lord of such a large, trap-filled building was in front of me that I didn't even know if it was a museum.

But I'm very curious as to why you're setting such a trap and what you were doing to it.

While I was lost in my thoughts, Mr. Celie was getting out of bed and messing around on the nearest desk out of the countless.

She had a long, thin box in her hand, and it seemed like something I didn't understand.

After looking at the box for a while, Celie smiled at me.

"It's okay, he's alive. She's still moving, so she looks fine."

"That's above all else."

If you know that, you have to pick him up even faster. Even though Mr. Ramsas' eyes work at night, he won't have crossed to rendezvous quickly.

"Wait a minute. As a matter of fact, I was able to ask Ruto to do something for me."

"Please? It would be fine if it was done right away..."

"Daiji-kun, you'll be fine soon."

What the hell am I supposed to do?

With that in mind, Sellie, with a demonic smile on her face somewhat, took off her own piece at her feet.

"Hey, hey"

"Oh, daiji-kun. My favor, Ruto. I want your child. So, hey."

"She asked me to give it to her, and she said yes. It's not something I can offer you..."

"Yeah, that's why you make kids like this?

No, it doesn't make sense at all.

Though fleshy thin limbs, the fineness of the bright white skin seemed like a blue fruit, which accidentally swallowed the saliva.

Plumpy, cute, self-asserting cherry blossom colored nipples are well visible on white skin.

"Oh, I'm getting annoyed. Looks like we're ready for each other, and we're just about to go, right?

"No, but..."

"Yeah? Oh, well. You look like a beast, but you have reason, too. I don't care that much. 'Cause this is my pure curiosity."

"Curiosity, Your Majesty?

"Yes, I want to know a child born to a non-human creature who manipulates words. So don't hesitate to screw it up."

Even with permission from the other person, you can't keep up with such a rapid development.

"Oh, or does this body keep my forefinger from moving?

"No, I find it fascinating……………………"

"Oh well. Good, then."

Smiling, Celie lay naked on the bed and spread her hands to welcome me.

"Are you devouring me?

That said, I honestly don't know what to do. I just met him and he wants me to make a child, but I can't snort, "Yes, I can.

I hesitated because I thought that Mr. Celie, who swelled her cheeks so cutely, stood up on the bed like she was in a hurry and jumped at me.

"Oops."

When I took it at risk, Mr. Celie's supple arm slipped into my pants.

Oh, faster than I thought, I was gripped with cold fingers all the meat sticks that were already standing.

"Wow, no………………"

One spin where cold fingers stroked the meat stick and accidentally weakened it. You were in front of the bed with Mr. Celie pinched, and now I'm in front of the bed.

There's a gap.

I couldn't support Mr. Celie, who jumped on my chest, and I was pushed down by the bed.

Without getting her hair in, when Sellie pulled out my pants in a surprisingly handy move, she got on my stomach with a satisfying look on her face.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Because I was hesitant, I thought you might not like my body.... And it's really big."

With a trancey look on her face, she was terribly lustrous with my meat stick on her back.

Even though the body itself belongs to the girl, its expression and modus operandi are so luscious.

"Ugh... this goes in, is it? If it gets wet a lot, it's going to go in..."

He frowned at me with his imaginary face while scolding one of my things. I can hardly hear you because of your skillful masturbation.

I finally reached out to Sellie for the pleasure that was slowly increasing.

If you can't resist, you should at least feel better about each other.

First of all, when I stretched my finger to Mr. Celie's tiny chest, she leaned over me to make it pleasant and easy to touch.

Just big enough to fit in your hand. The smooth touch, the slight body temperature, and the incredible softness spread into my palm.

The contrast between the white skin and the red-colored nipples was unusually beautiful, and if I stroked the apex to tickle it, there was zero exhaling noise from Mr. Celie's red lips.

He rubs the meat stick as my fingers move, even though he twists around and never dislikes it.

"Hmmm... I think I'm kind of familiar with it..."

Smiling, rather than hoisting the corner of her mouth smaller, has distorted her lips, adding a twisting motion by snuggling her palms with my meat stick.

Although it moves slightly rough, there is no pain at all thanks to Mr. Celie's soft, hiragana. On the contrary, the pleasure of stabbing the brain temper concentrated on the rod area, pinching the nipples of Mr. Celie hard, regardless of the one she was stroking.

"Ugh, hey, you'd be surprised all of a sudden. It feels good, though."

Celie's hand spurred my meat stick faster as she swelled up her red-dyed cheeks.

If you don't want to feel better about yourself alone, take one hand off Mr. Celie's chest and stretch your finger to the secret.

When I glanced through the mysterious crack, which was tightly closed but had zero clear liquid because of the excitement, Mr. Celie's body jumped to perfection.

He has a tranced expression when he meets me, sticking his hips out to make it easy for me to touch him again.

When I accidentally cracked open Mr. Celie's secret fissure, the pink mucous membrane was nasty.

He seemed to be unconsciously swallowing his saliva and his throat rang.

Slowly crawl your fingers into Mr. Celie's vaginal mouth so that she touches the crack and a glossy voice will come down from above.

"Ah... you don't have to be so nice anymore, are you?

I will not hesitate to insert my finger into Mr. Celie, who smiles and says:

Turn your finger in a big motion to make sure the first finger has gone to the root.

"Mmm..."

The muddy, and sticky water sounds are heard, and the finger movement becomes unwittingly intense.

"Ah, there..."

A loose scratch in the vagina with the belly of my finger caused Biki and Mr. Celie's hips to jump.

By the way, Mr. Celie's love fluids convey through the fingers inserted to the roots. Based on the relaxation inside, you seem fine with adding fingers.

I inserted my second finger and widened my vaginal orifice.

Then the thin, cloudy love liquid snapped its tail and slowly chopped a thousand.

Mr. Celie's whole body, which is lightly colored, looks terribly colored. If you move your fingers messing with your vaginal mouth, your body will gradually become reddish.

"Ha-ha-ha... no, no, no, no, no, no."

Apparently, I've been searching for Mr. Celie's weakness.

A vaginal wall on the side of the stomach where fingers are inserted to the root and fingertips are touching. It shivers your hips when you stroke it as you circle there. My hands are already so full of love liquid that they get a little wet, but I don't mind caressing them.

"... a, c 'mon"

Along with more intense tremors, loose and sticky clouds spilled from the vaginal mouth. I gently pulled my finger out so as not to disturb Mr. Celie, who soaked his inner thighs in the aftertaste.

"Ha ha... that was awesome. I can't believe there's such a good one."

He was Celie smiling contentedly with a bright red face, but as far as reaching for my meat stick, this still seemed to be not enough

"Well, shall we make a child?

You can't escape, even if they're holding the steeple all at once.