"... Awesome"

Seeing my specialty emerged from Boron and his trousers, Elise shrugged as if she admired it.

I'm not proud of it, but I was confident in the decadence of my dick. Its length far exceeded the average of the men in this country, it was also thick, the geese neck was splendid, it was not bent to the right or to the left, and I was confident in the inversion and solidity.

If there was such a thing as a beautiful men's contest in this country, I would never win, but if there was such a thing as a beautiful dick contest, I would be first.... Well, assuming there's such a contest, I'll never get out.

Elise snorted in front of my dick for a few seconds, but eventually started sniffing my dick with Sung Sung.

Nor does it feel like sniffing something unpleasant, like a dog smells other dog markings.

Elise, who crawls on all fours on the floor and obsesses with the smell of her cock, is somewhere animal, and I decided to play dog with Elise one day.

(Let's take a walk around the city at night with a collar naked...)

Being delusional like that, Elise stopped to smell me and rubbed that soft, slippery cheek against her dick. I wonder how much you like my dick, but I don't feel bad.

And when I'm satisfied with it, I give a mouthful to my dick. Every time Elise's luscious, soft lips were mouthed, a slight sense of comfort ran.

Seeing Elise pouring down the rain of her kiss, Chutzschuch realized that I hadn't even kissed her yet when it came to that.

Well, okay. In the first place, it's weird to kiss a slave. A kiss is an act to show affection, not a sexual act...

Then nothing, you won't have to kiss me.

You kissed me all the way, satisfied me, and Elise slowly opened those seductive lips and turned my tortoise head.

The lukewarm sensation wraps around sensitive areas and I am desperate to speak up. Because it is my idea that a man's wheeze is harmless and unprofitable.

Elise explores my cock little by little in a way that satisfies her own curiosity rather than making me feel better, as she mumbles through my turtle head with her soft lips and spins it with her tongue.

That was naive as a sexual move, but I was still fully satisfied with my virginity.

Second, when I look at Elise, her rich breasts are shaking heavily as she moves. I was unconsciously reaching for Elise's tits. [M]

First time touching a woman's tits were soft anyway.

With force, my fingers sank everywhere, and when I return, I return to my original form with elasticity. Skin feels like sucking on the palm of your hand, smooth as its habitual silk.

I felt sexually excited that I could rub this whenever I wanted, with my ideal tits that I would want to touch forever.

Often, Elise's movements gradually changed as she tried to squirt her heavier tits than expected or confirmed Elise's reaction with her nipples as cliques.

The feeling of letting curiosity grasp my dick until now has turned into something that stimulates exactly what I feel.

Lick the bell mouth tyroscopically or crawl your tongue on the back muscle. I came close at once to that move of pinpointing my sexy belt.

"Damn...... Elise, it looks like it's about to be icky"

To that word, Elise's movements accelerate even further. Besides, I couldn't stand it and ejaculated straight into Elise's mouth.

Dokudkuk, and my sperm pour into Elise.

The amount of sperm I ejaculate at a time far exceeds that of an ordinary person. Anyway, I can ejaculate about a glass at a time, and I can ejaculate at least 10 times a day.

Obviously, energy beyond human specs. When I was in the village, this human secluded energy was a complex, but now that I know the truth, it's not as good as it is. Because I'm the erotic protagonist. That explains it.

Elise pampers her cheeks with such substandard salmon from me. And he smiled at me as he drank slowly to taste.

"... how was it? It was my first time, so I might not have been able to..."

"No, it was very good. Do it every day from now on."

"Yeah......"

When she said that as she stroked her head, Elise snorted.

... Well, it would be time to get along with each other.

When I lift Elise, I move her to bed.

And I opened her legs wide open.

Did she continue to get excited during the fellatio, her secrets were still so moist that she didn't need to caress them.

"We can insert it."

When I say that, I put my penis in her vaginal mouth. The village guys told me they couldn't insert it well for the first time, but I could find it as if my dick had become a sensor.

When I grasped the tortoise head slipping slightly into my vaginal mouth, I stuck my hips out at once.

Along the way, feeling puffy, but smoothly reached her crunchy uterus.

"Ugh."

Elise groans a little. At the same time, a testament to her purity came to pass.

"Ouch?"

"It's okay..."

From Elise's face, which slightly distorts her face, we don't see so much pain in color. But still, I caressed her unconnected and motionless immediately.

Rub and hold your breasts and suck on your nipples like a baby. Elise shook her hips frightened as she peeled off Clitoris's skin and crushed her fingers around the sensitive protrusion.

As I mocked her sensitive part like that for a few minutes, Elise's condition gradually changed.

"................................................................................................................................."

It leaks a glossy voice that can take both such exhalation and wheeze, causing your body to twist back and forth.

When I glanced softly at the flank with my fingers, I was frightened and spasmodic as if it were a sexy zone there.

... adaptation to dick too soon, even if Elise was in a sensitive physique. Besides, I laughed inside out.

(Is this the power of magical dick...)

Magical dick. It is the treasure of the night, standard equipped by the erotic protagonist.

Even the lowest ranked magical dick has the ability to the extent that he can squirt a virgin in his first experience and can ejaculate at least 10 times a day daily. The amount of sperm you give out at once is enough to fill your uterus and overflow through your vaginal mouth, and that's a certain erotic heroine saying, "Well, I'm sure you're pregnant!" It seems to be a substitute.

Also, once put in the omanco, it acts as a sensor that resembles the touch of an ant, and can accurately grasp the other person's sexy band and poke it there.

Being the top magical dick, it is also possible to culminate in the pain of the loss of a virgin, developing a portio sexy band in a single poke, which has an exciting effect on its salmon that cannot be fattened by the ecstasy there.

It seems that the concept of pleasure is no longer a substitute for the shape of a dick rather than a dick, and that the heroine blamed on this dick "falls in love with him out of his cock" even though he would be the enemy of his parents.

And I, Alcaine, was also the end of that erotic protagonist, with an intermediate degree of magical dick.

Hence.

"Ugh... oh... my body... Ugh, that's crazy...! Whoops!"

Even if you're just inserting your dick like this, you're going to drool and smother.

I move my back slowly and carefully to Elise, who no longer seems to have completely disappeared from pain.

Instead of just normally hipping back and forth, he asks how Elise reacts, while simultaneously searching for a sexy band with a magical dick.

When I grasped all the points Elise felt while trying to move in many ways, I accelerated my movements at once.

"Uh-oh! Ahhh! Ahhh, ahhh!

Poking a rough G-spot and scratching the back of the clitoris with geese and simultaneously crushing the clitoris, Elise opened her eyes and glanced.

"Strong, too strong, ku, aah"

It was Elise flirting with flood-like pleasure, but I can't afford it as much either. Because at the same time Elise started to feel stronger, my cock twirled and inspired my dick out.

It's as if it's an omenically stimulating gesture of the sexy belt I grasped in Ferratio earlier, and I'm being hunted down all at once.

But I can't be the first one here. [M] That, somehow, is a loss.

I desperately eat and bind my teeth and endure the feeling of ejaculation. And he blamed Elise's sexy belt even harder.

"Ugh, oh, oh, oh, no more, no more! Ictuaaaaa!"

It was almost simultaneous with Elise getting her limbs freaked out in pieces with screaming and me reaching the limit.

"Ugghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

With massive amounts of semen slapped against the uterus, Elise climbs to an even deeper peak.

Eventually, once the ejaculation was over, Elise had a tranced look in a direction that did not reveal her gaze.

"uhh... uhh... su, wow"

I wonder how pleasant it was, Elise's face still slightly cramping is the happiest in the world, and so on, and I'm on that look.

I recovered my dick in an instant.

"Ah.................. eh? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! Yikes, just Yikes and Bing again...... aaaah!

Elise, still inspired by her sensitive cock, begs me with a crying face, but I didn't have the ear to listen.

She just yipped and said she was sensitive, but Elise would continue to be sensitive much longer than my samen would have stayed in anyway. I mean, the interval doesn't mean anything.

In the first place, there's no need to let the slaves rest. I fuck when I want to. That's what sex slaves are for.

To teach Elise that, I blamed Elise without any help.

"Wow, wow, no, no, no... ma, ya, yik, yik"

Elise climbs to the top again in less than 10 seconds. But I still didn't slow down. [M]

Elise's vagina tightens and shrinks at the top, inhibiting piston movement. I guess that is the unconscious resistance of Elise's flesh to suppress any movement that is too strong.

But that kind of thing doesn't make sense before the difference between Elise and me.

Rather, it was the result of more pleasure in Elise and hunting down Elise.

"Ohhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Elise's peak is no longer more like the roar of a beast than a gasp.

There was no clear, pathetic shadow of regular Elise there, and now she was a horny beast flirting with pleasure.

I whispered calmly in the corner of my head, wondering if I could blame my virgin girlfriend so much, but I left myself to my instincts to wonder if I would mind.

Now I just want to ravage this beautiful girl wildly.

With such impulse, I ejaculate her a second time.

And even though I wasn't finished ejaculating, I waved for further pleasure.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!

In a room with a very intense sexual odor, the voice of Elise echoes without Lu's spin.

... how long has it been since you had sex with Elise for the first time?

At least, a week should have passed.

In the meantime, Elise and I didn't have enough time to be connected for a second.

Always Elise's vagina had a dick inserted in it, and Elise only slept when she was fainting, and all I slept for was a tiny amount of time exhausted and sleeping.

I kept moving even as Elise passed out, and when I woke up, Elise was always waving over me.

I was completely drowned in Elise's flesh.

Elise's flesh was already infinitely close to my ideals, but not perfect to the inside.

The inside was fine-tuned while having sex with me, and the flesh was replaced exclusively for intercourse with me.

Once inserted, we can no longer pull it out. When Elise's ideal cunt combined with my magical dick with inexhaustible vigour, we completely lost sight of this stop to sex.

The room is filled with leftovers of salmon with an action that excites Elise, with Elise who constantly keeps her in a state of estrus and sensitivity immediately after itching.

I guess it's still that force of protection. I was fascinated by Elise, who read even the desire for a subconscious woman that I hadn't noticed, who constantly customized her flesh exclusively to me and emitted pheromones that only worked for me.

With this combination, I can't tell you to stop having sex.

The meal relied on hotel room service.

Honestly, without this room service, we could have starved to death.

The employee of the man who initially carried the meal looked disgusted at us mating like a soaked dog, and when he realized Elise's beauty, he turned his jealous expression on me, but after three days when he saw me waving my back all the way, his expression turned to fear, after five days to fear, and now, after a week, he began to salute me on exit.

That's how I lived a day like sex, whether I slept or woke up, sex when I was eating, sex when I was having sex — but just as we took our limits.

Elise keeps on squirting and she's got a half-assed look on her face, and I'm not sure if I'm a piston anymore or a cramp. I can only sit back.

Sight blocked everything but Elise, and smell erased everything but Elise. The only thing that gets to my ear is Elise's whispering, and it doesn't work to my taste.

The only thing that worked was tactile, and this was the only thing that performed fully.

Will I die while I have sex with this anymore? It's not a bad way to die like that.

I was thinking of things like that as blurry, but there is something about the end of everything.

Though an invincible magical dick, it raised its roots to 100 straight rounds without pulling it out for a week.

At last, however hard Elise was, I felt my consciousness go far away.

And.

"Uh-oh...? Moro... no... moro, oh, my goodness!"

I lost to you, Elise...

That's what I thought when I heard that voice in my fading consciousness.