Brought My Wife Back from Another World

"Uh... I knew it was Ilias's and it was big..."

Ilias' uniform that he fished out of the closet. I sighed when I looked in the mirror I was wearing it.

Talk about a hell of a perverted Ilias dream that was heard this morning.

Put this on, his men (?) and I was quite drawn to the imagination of taking a bath with me or something that was too much. I pulled it off, but I put it down for a breath and then imagined it, and it's also true that I thought it was going to be surprisingly fun.

Sometimes I wondered if I could incorporate something different into mannering sex in search of stimulation.

I'm off part-time today, and I'm gonna have a blast in the morning and clean up my chores fast in the afternoon.

In the evening, when the dinner was finished, he took out Ilias' uniform, which had slipped into the closet of the room in preparation for the night.

When I say knight, I'm not always wearing armor. When I came to Japan, I dressed like a knight, but when I was on the inside or in a formal place, I was given a uniform without armor. (Like when you picked me up, it was exactly my in-house uniform)

I was dressed to talk about Ilias, but there's only one on the boulder. You can't make this drool... so what I took out was a uniform for an irreplaceable inside job.

I take off the clothes I was wearing and change them to clothes that are designed to be military uniforms. I wore my shirt because I had one when I came over, but it's still bukabuka because of my physical difference.

It's about what it looks like, and it stands in front of you and looks at you, and it also leaks a sigh into the results as expected.

"No, it would be too long for him..."

I adore sleeves because I can only see my fingertips a little bit. If you were hiding everything like this, you wouldn't just... I'll put my arms around you and raise my sleeve, but I'm not folding it, so it falls off easily. They are too different sizes, cosplay and sex may not be the case.

I said something this morning that would make you expect... I wonder if I'd just be happy with that kind of language...

Dry laughter leaked over my apologies and pity. Let's just take this off.

"Az, sa...?

They're hanging diagonally from shoulders to hips. I don't know. I was just about to take my belt off, and the movement stopped.

Turn to your voice, and there stands Ilias in the same uniform as me.

Huh... why...? Aren't you coming home soon? I mean, why didn't you give me any signs of things, you...!

I feel a cold sweat running down my back with Tara Tara. No, I'm sure he's got cold sweat on his face, too.

Shit, this is not good... 'cause Ilias' eyes looking at me, they're amazing. Seriously...!

"Welcome home, no..."

With a pulled smile on my face, it was best for me now to answer in the polite tone that came out to fix it.

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"Ma...! Wait...!

"Against the superiors, how about that"

I was thrown into bed, and when I rushed to wake up my body, Ilias rode up... and my back again was gently taken to bed.

Because of the superior officer switched on, and the usually sweetly tangled gaze, it's only a little cold today.

"Oh, man, you're sorry? Already?"

I was dreaming about it. I'm willing to play costumes...! I don't mind, but I wanted to prep a lot before that, like, a bath, and then it wasn't too late, was it? I've tried suggesting I tell you, but the expression never changes.

Damn, you're stubborn in weird places, and this guy...!

"Azsa, you must be my squire, right?

Close your mouth unexpectedly in a tightened eye. The face of a knight who doesn't show much is compelling inside.

The act of stroking my cheek with my index finger without saying anything made me feel urged to answer.

"Uh, the... I'm sorry..."

"This uniform looks a little big for Azsa."

"is, as far as embarrassment..."

"Let's see if we have a body."

"Huh...?!

I guarded myself with both hands to cover my chest reflexively. With no expression on his face, Elias grabbed the arm and moved it to the side of my face without saying whether or not it was there.

"Disgruntled?

"And, hell of a... thank you"

He touches his body with both hands from above his clothes. Moves to make sure the line, its crumbs, and nipples are plucked with criticism. Nature and breath rose to the strong and weak stroking motion.

You're gonna leak your voice like this...! I bite my lips desperately.

"It's a little thin... let's see if we can get a visual."

"Yes..."

Unlike me, my belt and buttons are unbuttoned with a hand gesture I'm used to and my jacket is opened.

Just a shirt and a tie… usually, I should be able to reach for a tie soon, but today they pulled my shirt out of my pants first. Then they remove the buttons from the bottom in turn.

Even though his neck was not loose at all, he was made to look strange and stroke his flank to be removed from all the buttons after the second.

"Mmm...!

"That's thin..."

Stimulation tickles like a light scratch with nails. The arm slowly moves up and puts his finger on the tip of his nipple.

"What's up? Let me get this place up."

"Sorry, I won't sit down...!

It's starting to harden. My fingertips are creeping me out. That's where they're scattered and sexy, and if they do that, it gets hard and swollen all at once.

"Ku..."

"Dye it red... it's like you're inviting me, Azsa"

Ilias' lips, laughing as he tried to breathe out all the time, cover his nipples and hide them.

As soon as everything was contained and sucked up from the milk wheel in her mouth, a sweet paralysis ran to her body.

"Huh...!

My nipples are purposefully attacked while making noises are hot. I can't tell if it's the heat of Ilyas' tongue or if his body temperature is rising.

Her teeth were gently raised and her body trembled. Yet Ilyas's movements never slowed… on the contrary, he reached for his trousers.

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"Ahhh..."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who I'm still unfamiliar with this sound coming out of my ass even though I've been layering my body countless times already. I'm getting more than one in here. My fingers are moving in pieces, and my voice leaks in my comfort.

His hips float when his fingertips irritate him many times just as he walks in. The penis was turning upwards and was starting to drool the cowpers out of nowhere.

"Huh..., huh...!

I gave up holding down the leaking voice as my fingers moved.

You're supposed to snap your fingers a little more usually, but your fingers are slowly pulled out of the hole. I completely remembered the shape and spread. There was nothing left to fill there, and it moved unconsciously.

You took that seriously, and Ilyas leaks a small groan.

When his eyes met, Ilias, reddened his cheeks, coughed.

"It's a big deal inside... I was just checking my body, what's that thing pointing up this?

"Already..."

"I think I want something... what do you want to do?

"Nah..."

"Look, you can say it"

"Oh... have mercy..."

I offer my hands to Ilias, who is in tears and blurred vision. That way, Ilias, who called his name in a voice he said was overwhelmed, immediately hugged me.

At the same time, the feeling of entering the lonely hole again. Not a finger or something, a fatter, bigger one.

"Mm-hmm...!

Without worrying about how I am, the penis that comes in at once is decided for the deepest part as it is. There was a dry sound with the bread, and as soon as it was deeply connected, the hips were pulled and pulled out to critical point.

My gut and body swayed in an unparalleled fashion.

"Ah, good morning... huh?!

"Huh, Azsa...!

"Mah, uhh, Leah, S...!

I can put my strength into the arms that are desperately turning to my back. It feels great inside getting fucked up, and it's going to t...

With my desperate stirrups, Elias lifted the face he was burying around his neck, seemingly realizing it was full.

The dripping blue eyes are telling me that I am more excited than usual. With his breath rough, he just called me Azsa, but the underside of his belly crept.

Looks like his excitement contagious to me too, and he unconsciously tightens up what's rampant in his cage. Then, as it interlocked, Ilias turned to a feathered look.

"Ah, ah, wow...!

"Here, Azsa... ugh!

"Kimo, is it? Oh, Elias, dear...!

"Gu... Gu!

Gatsun and I get poked up the back, my body jumps up. A spark scattered in front of me for a moment in a move that was too intense.

The limit is near… I couldn't care less and put my nails up on my wrapped back.

"Huh! Oh, oh, Elias, dear! Illias. Well...!

No more. Splashing the liquid with momentum, he calls out his name like a monkey. My vision turns white, my eyelids fall...

Wow... costume play... it's going to be a habit.