Dragon’s Legacy

Beginning of Change

A small but balanced beautiful chest reveals itself. I licked my boobs all day yesterday, but then I saw my heart tremble. Moreover, because Aru, who is so beautiful as to say, "Go away, celebrity," is staring only at himself like a puppy waiting for its owner to return, the satisfaction could not be said.

The poem once touched Aru's breasts and took out a bunch of clothes on the bed.

I didn't buy some clothes at the market because they were pretty, but I bought most of the stockings for each type. I tore off one of the black band stockings.

“Aruya, sit on the bed. ”

“Yes.”

As Aru sat in bed, he picked up his feet to wear stockings, but his claws were longer than he could have imagined. My nails were the same, my head was not neat, and I grew up at a stagnant pace and was on my way to my back. I decided to wear some stockings and cut my nails and nails first.

When he summoned the door to the High Prison, he came with a nail clipper and carefully carved Aru's nails and nails. My hair was going to be shaved tomorrow or the day after tomorrow when I had time.

After shaving, the poem grabbed Aru's foot again, but it wasn't that pretty because it was full of stiff flesh. But even the poem looked pretty, kissing the back of the foot and licking the foot with his tongue.

“Oh, no! My Lord!"

The poet shoved his toes into his mouth, caressing with his tongue, and when he sucked, Aru suddenly panicked and shouted.

“Yes? Why? ”

“Ba, my feet are so dirty. ”

“No. Aru has beautiful feet. ”

For no reason, the poem licked his tongue, kissing his feet again. The poem had sexual satisfaction with the leg, called Patsy. So I often looked at the slippery legs of the passing woman, but I wasn't really interested in the feet that I was sucking on. Normally, I was going to lick a little and stop, but when Aru was ashamed, I wanted to suck more, so I kissed my toes and sucked them all in my mouth, putting them all from thumb to toe. Then I looked at the silver lining, and my face turned red like a carrot, and I dared not even look this way.

The poem that felt satisfied with its appearance took its foot out of its mouth and brought its stockings. My heart fluttered as my little Aru's feet and legs were wrapped in black stockings.

The band stockings were in the form of banded stockings on the thighs, and the appearance of the aru in black stockings all the way to the thighs was so beautiful that it was hard to breathe.

As I climbed up to the thin and fine ankle line, a long and pretty calf appeared, and when I touched it with my hands, it was incredibly soft. I wrapped my stockings around them and touched my feel-good calves, and as I saw my lovely thighs through my knees, I tickled the band part of my stockings with my hands.

Aru twitched his body whenever his hand touched his feet, ankles, calves, and thighs, whether it was good for the poem to touch his feet step-by-step.

“Would you like to get up?”

At the words of the poem, Aru stood up and looked at the stockings wrapped around his legs.

The stockings were so thin that the weight of the stockings was slightly shiny, but it was the first time, not once or twice, that the poem was excited about a woman wearing these stockings.

The image of Aru with his little chest exposed and his pink panties and black stockings was so precious and cute that he couldn't speak out. As excited as he was, he wanted to rush right away and stab his penis into the hole in the Aru, but he really endured the perseverance of Cheongo.

“Would you like to sit back on the bed? ”

As Aru sat back in bed, the poem quickly took off all his clothes and lay down on the floor with his penis on the ground where Aru's feet were. The penis that rises into the air is full of erections, and Cooper's liquid flows incredibly and the frog flashes in a bundle.

“Rub your feet like this. ”

The poem grabbed Aru's little foot and took it to the penis and taught him how to rub it. You put the soles of your right foot on the enlarged penis and rub a big pile of Cooper's fluid on the toes to rub the frog.

“Is this how you see it? Especially in the cracks. Rub it. ”

“Yes, my lord. ”

Teaching him how the poem works, Aru rubbed the penis of the poem with a small foot as he learned, focusing his toes on the tool.

“Huff... Ugh... ”

The poem continued to sound rough breathing, but I was so happy with the soles of Aru's feet that I wanted to start begging already.

“Aruya, come down here and open your mouth. ”

“Yes.”

Aru, who caressed the poem's penis with his feet, got down on the ground and sat on his knees and opened his mouth. Then, naturally, the poem put the penis in his mouth and began to wrap the semen.

Men know that once you pee, you don't just spill semen. You have to take the penis by hand and do a round trip exercise to get the semen out properly and feel satisfied.

So the poem dragged Aru's hand and made him hold his semen, followed by a round trip exercise and a satisfactory situation.

When I pulled the penis out of Aru's mouth, there was some semen stuck to the lock.

“Aruya, open your mouth. ”

The horse of the poem opened its mouth filled with semen, and while keeping his head slightly bent, the sperm flowed out of his mouth and into his chin, Aru hurriedly put the semen back into his mouth.

When I saw the semen filling Aru's mouth, the situation was quite satisfied. I just packed, but when I saw this, I was about to have another erection soon.

“Now eat. ”

“Yes.”

Aru, who was opening his mouth, immediately swallowed all the semen. It would taste like bitterness, but it wasn't disgusting at all. It was too natural to drink like normal water.

“Can you suck up the rest of this? ”

As he pointed to the semen attached to the fennel, Aru put the penis back into his mouth and licked up all the semen residue from his tongue.

The poem stroked Aru's head because it was so lovely.

“That's enough. ”

At the words of the poem, Aru took his penis out of his mouth and got up from his seat. Although he was only 5 '1 "tall, his hair was small and dry, so he didn't look so squishy. The overall balance fits well and the legs are longer than the actual height.

As I said before, it was a poem with ordinary energies, so I was exhausted. I didn't have the energy to assess anymore today because I shot semen continuously for a few days.

After taking off her shoes and panties, I went to the bathtub, took a shower, went into the Elvish bath, and touched the body of Aroo. I thought Aroo's palate was the armpit.

When I raise my arm, I see a large amount of armpit hair that has never been shaved at all. Looking at this, there was a product among the magical tools that was painless and clean, but I felt a little sad to choose it.

I tickled my armpits with my hands because it was hard to lick with my mouth because of my fur.

“Go, that tickles. ”

I don't think it's this feeling because of the itching of the aru. I was going to remove my hair later and target my armpits properly.

So I touched Aru's body and caressed her normally. Lick the ear lobe and ear lobe with your tongue, and bite lightly with your middle lip. He gently pressed his chest with his palm, gently stroking his nipple with his index finger, and he also grabbed his nipple with his thumb and index finger and pulled it lightly.

Whether the aru started to get a little excited or not, I became more and more hard by relying on the poem holding the weight of my body behind my back.

You turn your chest as if you were wearing a cigarette while stopping and nippling at your index finger.

“Ahh... ”

Aru sighs deeply.

“Doesn't it hurt? ”

He whispered in Aru's ear very low.

“It doesn't hurt. My Lord."

“How are you feeling? ”

“Very well.”

Yesterday, I was perplexed by this feeling of stifling and low groaning coming from my mouth, but after a day, I got some peace of mind, and I could tell that it was a good feeling I had never felt before.

“Do you want more? ”

Of course, I wanted to feel more good about it. But Nera's words do not come easily. It was because I was embarrassed for some reason.

“Shall we stop?”

“Oh, no. I want you to touch it more. My Lord."

When I said this, Aru was so ashamed that his face turned red. I didn't know it when I saw Aru who was not ashamed of his silence, his vagina and his anus, but was ashamed of it.

In Aru's reply, the poet licked his neck and rubbed his chest, lowering his hand down and patting his thigh. Then I approached the vagina and touched the fresh pink petals slightly coming out of the cracks. As I stubbed my fingers and climbed down the crack, I felt a small hole.

Immediately, I had the urge to put a finger in this hole, but I dared not to put a finger in it because I was afraid that the poor virgin skin would rupture. Then I touched the clitoris skin again.

“Ah……. Ah... ”

Aru continued to exhale deeply since he was feeling good, and when he lightly touched the area with the clitoris, he made a soft groan.

I peeled the skin of the clitoris and gently touched the protruding clitoris. This area is more sensitive than any other part of women and is also a site that exists only for comfort. So I feel offended if I touch this part carefully and diligently.

It was a situation that I had never spoken to a woman, but I felt weak because I had some knowledge while looking at obscene and other sexual articles.

After a long time underwater, the poem felt a headache.

“Aruna, let's get out of here. ”

“Yes? Ah! Yes, sir. ”

Aru, who had completely surrendered himself to the poem and received a pleasant affection, felt sorry for the poem, but got up and went out immediately.

After washing each other and returning to the bedroom, he tucked Aru in his panties, laid down his bed, and took out his tablet.

“I'll show you something good. You can watch this and learn how to do it. Okay?"

“Yes, my lord. ”

Aroo is a novice, so he plays the softest, okay action.

At the beginning of the video, the woman took various poses, including spreading her legs and patting her chest, but the poem was unnecessary, so she lightly skipped and handed it over to the scene of the woman and man loving each other.

When two small people came out of a square tool that I had never seen in my life, the surprised Aru looked at them with slightly frightened eyes, and he looked at them with curious eyes when they suddenly took off their clothes and did the owner's poem and the unknown things they had done since yesterday.

When the woman caressed the man's breasts with her tongue and held the penis and started sucking with her mouth, Aru focused on looking at the scenes without even breathing. My breasts and vaginas were grossed out, even though no one was touching them and just watching them.

The poem was going to show several audiovisual data like this and explain it later at once.

As Aru focused on the activity, the poem came out of bed, wearing panties, and sat at a luxurious wood desk set on the side of the bedroom. Since yesterday, I haven't exercised because I wanted Aru's body and I haven't seen the book I bought. A slight reflection unfolded out of the subspace.

The first thing that was explained was the left hand, and it was said that when the moon sets and the sun rises, it was to twist the scaffold and breathe in the moments when the yin is in harmony and celebrate before the bottom. Since the method of shrinking was then described in detail, the poem immediately sat on the floor and tried to take a throne. However, it was okay to put one foot on your thigh, but as I tried to put the other foot on my thigh, my muscles were tremendously sore and I was close to impossible at the moment.

From the beginning, he sighed lightly. One leg was firmly attached to the hip and only one leg was raised. The poem doesn't know that this pose is called a half-buoy, even if it is similarly imitated.

As explained in the book, I breathed as hard as I could to get to the bottom, and then I repeated breathing very slowly. In my mind, I constantly recited the words of the monologue in the book.

I did it for about five minutes, but I didn't feel anything and I didn't know if I was gathering chi or not. Looking out the window, it wasn't a good time to celebrate since the sun had already set. Well, I was just trying to get a feel for it in the first place.

“We'll do this at dawn tomorrow. ”

I put in the yin and yin and read Rochelle's intro to magic.

To learn magic, you had to configure a magical power circuit that you could magically express by spilling Mana into the center of your chest. Constructing magical circuits was possible independently and with the help of other wizards, but in this book it is written that one of the magic circuits listed in the appendix can be branded.

When I handed over the book, there were various circuits, but the magic that could be used for each circuit itself was completely different. Of course, there were circuits that could be used for any magic, but the magic performance dropped below half, so the efficiency was too poor.

“What should I choose? ”

In order to make a choice, we had to first figure out what kind of magic there was.

Fire magic-related circuits were a type of magic that shot or spread fireballs, and strengthened fire magic circuits could cause hot heat and flames to ignite or melt objects that touched the body.

“I don't need this. ”

There was no need for this kind of magic to become a human weapon. If we didn't have to go out and fight, or use magic like this on Earth, we'd be caught right now.

I looked through magical circuit diagrams such as electricity, water, and found circuits that enhanced the performance of the body itself. It was a magic circuit full of minor elements, such as allowing you to draw well or have the ability to sculpt well, as well as changing your voice beautifully or roughly.

“I'm going to go with this. ”

Among the numerous circuit diagrams, only one description of the situation was put on the Magical Power Circuit Diagram with your right hand as described in the book. Then, while the strange combination of lines drawn in the circle made a light, the poem felt the pain of someone supporting the fire in his heart. The pain did not end in a heartbeat, but it lasted about a minute, as if drawing a circuit diagram.

My body was stiff and in terrible pain, but I couldn't even make a voice. Suddenly, the pain disappeared and my body moved at the same time.

“Huff-puff... ”

I already felt no pain, but I was sweating on my forehead how much it hurt while drawing the circuit.

I checked my chest just in case, but there were no traces. The poem could only read the rest of the book after cleaning the sweat on his forehead and taking a little deep breath.

If you have inserted a circuit diagram into your chest, you can inject Mana into the circuit and use magic. This translates Mana into magic so that anyone can learn magic compared to existing magic systems that need to be accompanied by perfect scientific principles, so I, Kestron, am proud to have achieved true light innovation.]

To use magic, you need to inject Mana into the circuit, but the poem has not yet felt long or Mana.

In the book, people had to meditate constantly to feel Mana, and if it was a long day, I caught it for a year.

Let's look at the clock. It's past 11: 00. I had to go to bed early today to get up at sunrise tomorrow, so I was able to work on yin and yang, so I stopped the situation and made myself.

“What time shall I wake you tomorrow? ”

When Rochelle put the entrance to magic in the subspace and got up from the chair, Konz was looking at the situation.

“Well, can you wake me up at 5: 00? ”

“I understand.”

The cones that answered disappeared.

When I went to bed, Aru was still watching the tantrums.

“How do you feel about that? ”

“Ah! That's right. ”

The bowl was surprised at the words of the poem and replied.

The poem entered the bed turned off the tablet and put it into the subspace. Then I hugged Aru's body, lowered my hand and put it into Aru's panties, and I saw the tantrums and the panties were damp.

“Aruya, what is this? ”

The poem showed Aru the liquid in his hand.

“Oh, I think it's pee. I'll get cleaned up quickly. ”

When Aru tried to get out of bed with a embarrassed look on his face, the poem grabbed Aru's waist and pulled him toward his face.

“Don't worry, it's not pee. Water comes out when you feel good. ”

The poem took off the underwear of the aru and touched the slippery vagina soaked in fluid.

“Ahh……. ”

He caresses the clitoris, so the anxious aru lets out a groan.

“Feels good, right? ”

“Well, yes. ”

Aru, shy of expressing his feelings, replied with a red face.

The poet took off his panties and put a penis on the genitals of the aru. I'm not trying to have sex, I'm just trying to rub my penis in a bunch of vaginas.

It felt good to be slippery as I moved my lower back.

When I kissed Aru because his face was so beautiful with a small mouth open and low groaning, I responded slightly differently than before. As I stick my tongue in, Aru's tongue comes out slightly. I licked his tongue and sucked his lips.

He waved gently without stopping his lower back. After turning off the lights in the room, I closed my eyes and tasted the aru with my mouth into my penis, until I went to sleep.

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