All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

- I admire you.

Ren hasn't stopped a man so much that he doesn't realize it's a confession of love when he says so in a wet glossy voice.

It makes my head completely white. Ichiki softness and body temperature enter Len's consciousness, which has become blank. As if she knew that, Ichiki strokes Ren's hair with a gentle smile on her knee pillow. Whenever a slight fingertip strokes Ren's hair, Ren's head sinks just a little into the thigh of the chicken.

Girls are soft and comfortable. Ren deepened his confirmation of the world's truth in contact with the second beautiful girl following Murina.

The price is reason. Not only that, but immediately after Murina had stirred me up. Ren's lower body and brain were about to assimilate in the second straight battle of beautiful girls.

"Hey, Ichiki... Yeah, uh, yeah..."

What can I say? Ren had to mumble and heckle. They told me they liked the place 'Unseduced', but turning down a confession wouldn't screw up the feelings of a chicken. Rather, there are even verses that are counterproductive just trying to get away.

Drink sauce and saliva. I didn't know what to do.

"By the way, Len."

By the way.

A conjunction was given to change the subject, but is there anything that should take precedence over being confessed to Ichiki while he is now knee-pillowed? I think about that even as they crack the majority of my consciousness while desperately trying to distract me from the line under my chest that will be the shape I will see as the thigh of a chicken.

"Here, why don't they spit out the stupidity of the day"

"... here?

I've just confessed to you, while you're knee-pillowed by a chicken? Isn't that strange?

Ichiki grins at Ren, who questions him so with his gaze.

"Yes. Sometimes I think I should try to imitate my sister."

"Oh, well. No, but..."

"Recently, we know that Len hasn't gone to your sister either. Please use me instead of your sister."

The words in which the body of the touching chicken is chosen and spun with polite language stimulate Ren's instincts.

It was seriously bad.

Switch. Switch your head. Ren desperately fought his instincts. I can handle it as long as I switch on the brave direct transmission. It was the moment when I closed my eyes tightly and tried to switch heads with my chisels.

The fingertips of an inadvertently moving fig moved from the forehead to the chest to the center of the abs down to the navel.

"Aren't you also... accumulating?

Ren's psych control switch is on.

In a weird direction.

……

Ren's eyes, which were running a little bloody with lust, narrowed much.

My head gets cooler and analyzes the current situation.

Judge frankly and remain totally hit. Cooled Ren mourned his pity.

It is a development of too much female superiority, called the time of Murina. How did this happen? Why am I left blamed for the girl who favored me?

Isn't it because you don't fight back?

Then all you have to do is fight back as a man!

I guess that's why I came to the conclusion, because Ren's brain was originally full of money.

Ren got his upper body up and moved his hand.

To his sudden behavior, Ichiki looked strange. Len, who drew a long time's hand of a fig, holds his hips as he rises.

"Ichiki."

"Huh?

Pokan, floated her body with the hips of a howling chicken, Ren put her on her own lap.

Were you confused by too much libido, or are you trying to go through an impossible rationale to justify your libido? Ren, who was definitely changing in a weird direction, goes gunning. Pack your distance from yourself with a cool decision that if you attack, your opponent should pull and your distance should open.

"Hey, why don't you get punished?"

Switch thinking, which was supposed to be mechanical, was switched in a weird direction, and Ren whispered in the ear of a chicken.

Ichiki, who was knee-pillowing Ren, had a taste of the satisfaction he might have had.

Put Ren to sleep on his knee pillow and talk carefully about his reaction. Ren reacts to his words, to his tricks. Trying to hide being driven by a passion from instincts, he can't hide it and endures the fact that his breath is going to get rough while turning his face bright red. Its patience and bullying make her cute and her breasts groan.

I want you to keep everything, I think.

I want you to spoil it, melt it, lean on it.

I heard you swallow your sawdust and saliva. Conscious. That was creating an indescribable tickle. How adorable of you to try to distract your consciousness from being flushed by inferiority. The feeling of taking the other person by the hand becomes bolder than daunting the heart of the ichiki.

Nothing, I hope I got my hands on it.

At the same time I thought so, I also knew Ren wouldn't be getting his hands on it.

That's why it was unexpected.

Ren closes his tight eyes. Mental control, a technique that eliminates emotions whenever possible by switching consciousness and makes them rational under any circumstances. Slip your fingers from your forehead to your critical lower abdomen in an attempt to interrupt it.

"Ichiki."

"Huh?

Ren's hand, which he inadvertently rose and stretched out, draws the hips of a fig. Ren, with his body floating and his chicken on his knees, brings his face closer.

"Hey, why don't you get punished?"

――

The spine of the tick peered slightly at the pleasure of running. My ears, they feel good. Furu, hips tremble. Even if I know it by knowledge, I realize it was first developed by Len whispering that my ears are sexy belts.

"Oh, the punishment..."

"Don't you get it if I have to tell you?

I've read the behavior so far and I can afford it, but I'm not in control. Ren's counterattack upsets the pace of the chicken.

"Yes, you shouldn't, Len."

"What shouldn't I be? I owed you a knee earlier, so I'm just lending you a knee in return."

All knowledge and wisdom, Ichiki is a clean and cautious maiden. If you come into contact with the opposite sex, that's all you're embarrassed about. Regardless of who you are, they panic when they take the lead. Hide the reddened face with a loosely spread hem.

Len lifted the hem that hid his face. I look at the strawberry that turned bright red and laugh mean.

"I'm embarrassed. That's what Ichiki was doing to me earlier."

"Well, that's true......!

It's a teasing dialogue, but love is horrible. Even that word sticks in my heart and makes me jump my heart rate. If you shouldn't, the reason for arranging it yourself stirs up disloyalty, and the head of the chicken is also dominated by heat.

Know it or not, Ren will rap.

"I hear girls don't get excited and don't feel better unless they're the ones they like, but guys, they don't. Whether you like it or not, it makes you feel better with a girl. If I use Ichiki's feelings to push her down, what are you gonna do? You can't take responsibility like that, can you?

"... Still, I'm glad"

"No, because it's not good. Take care of yourself more."

"Fine, I have......!

To confused Ren, Ichiki never gave herself up. I've already thrown away my strategy and my advantage. The supple chicken breast softly reshapes to snuggle against Ren's body. The breath leaning against my neck is feverish.

Ren wasn't the only one whose passion was stirred up.

Ichiki's emotions peel and dew. Len's knee opens the leg of a chicken that was carefully and politely tucked away. My ankle and moving leg snapped into Ren's thigh.

Across Ren's knees, the weight of the chicken is put on.

"Uh-huh."

There was a mixture of the sound of the gizzard and sofa sinking and a sweet voice coming out of his nose.

A chicken tangled across Len's stiff feet sends a thick smile with her uplifted cheeks and lukened eyes.

"I wish I could remember once and for all...... sometimes I think foolishly. As I said earlier, you can use my body as much as you like."

Soon, the offense was reversed.

To be given to Ren, who is being attacked with intent to be attacking, is a silly, convenient woman's word.

"We will serve you as you say, as Len thinks you will, to dream overnight."

Ren's virginity hit point broke through the red zone's dangerous waters.

If you want a chicken, that's enough.

Instinct has always claimed victory.

Fine. 'Cause I'm telling you. If you throw it all at yourself later and enjoy the present.' Cause Ichiki is a beautiful girl, and she had soft thighs that gave me knee pillows, big tits to push on, and she smells good.

As a result of the culmination of lust in two successive wars between Ichiki and Murina, it was time for Ren's rationality, dominated by the lowest thoughts for nothing, to try to give in completely.

"- Heavenly!!

Linley's knee kick, which jumped in more than the door leading upstairs, hit Ren's face when he turned on a weird switch and went into a definite change mode.

"Pooh!?

The power of Linley's cute knee boy, who improved his physical abilities with the agility of the beast, was an artistic blow that blew Ren's weight and the pink air that was drifting in the room, which was the equivalent of an adult male.

"Ren, come on - honey. What, I'm doing it!

In contrast to Ren, who rolled unnecessarily on the floor, Linley swung around once in the universe and landed magnificently. He gave birth to fox ears with demonic possession and fluttered and swayed his tail, nudging his fingers.

"Sexual harassment because you're kind to your teacher? Um, come on, I know Master Ichiki is beautiful, sweet, perfect and attractive, right? But I can't believe I'm trying to force you into being close! You figured you wouldn't resist knowing how kind they are! Sayin '!

The sleazy and well-dressed chicken turned away gently.

Which was going to add to the friendliness and not resist pressing forcefully? That is a happier fact that Linley, who absolutely believes in figs, doesn't know.

"Ren, oh dear - what a miscellaneous miscellaneous fish miscellaneous fish, so if Master Ichiki cares about that, the five bodies are scattered with one finger!? I thought you were on it. Wren the Miscellaneous Fish - you're in Linley's safe zone! I'll let you stroke my head when you compliment me as a job, so be satisfied - that?

Linley's blame complaint was interrupted. Because Len, who rolls on the floor and runs his nosebleeds sloppily, was completely unconscious and not responding to tingling.

"Uh..."

I might have done a little too much. Linley's ears and tail draped to heels, reflecting rarely on her behavioral results.

Did you make fun of me too much, I just walked out of Mullina's room and came to the ground floor, where I witnessed a scene where Ren just seemed to be sexually harassing Ichiki when he said it was from a Linley perspective. An act that also amounts to spitting in heaven, such as sexual harassment on a chicken. From Linley, it's not as bad as it sounds, it's not as bad as it looks, and if the chicken fights back in the first place, it can be visioned to a future where it dies in an instant, such as the wren of miscellaneous fish.

If Ren dies, I'm sad - it was driven by agony when Linley's safety zone was gone, not by it. Then I saw a knee kick because of the kindness of my childhood heart that if I let him eat the painful hand first, the chicken would also add the palm, but he unexpectedly got into a good place.

You're not dead, you approximate and exhale when you realize you're just turning your eyes.

"... Linly"

"Yes!"

I immediately looked back at the call of the Ichiki.

Linley's face was filled with joy as she repelled the sexually harassing bastard, praise and praise.

I believe I have done good deeds without clouds. That's right, I can't scold this unilaterally. Ichiki really pays to deceive her emotions.

"You are that… that"

"Yes!"

"Read a little more, evil."

"Yes?"

What does it mean? To the words of an ill-toothed chicken sometime ago, Linley leaned her little neck.