Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

It was late at dawn, not yet sunrise.

In the dark room, Lunamos sleeps peacefully. Although she was taking off all her clothes, her pure and innocent appearance was as beautiful as a fairy tale princess.

The poem lies exposed and strokes Lunamos' head. It was finally the day when the seal was broken. I made a treaty of slavery, but I didn't know if it would be the same as before the seal was broken. I was a little nervous and calmed down by touching Lunamos' chest.

“Lunamos isn't sleeping. Touch my chest. ”

When he touched Lunamos' breasts, Ramusa spoke in a loving voice, asking him to touch them. It didn't feel like much, but it seemed like it needed a lot of education.

“Aren't you the most important thing to Lunamos? Do you mind if I touch your breasts instead of Lunamos? ”

“Th-that's... that's not it...”

The poem said, "Ramusa can't argue at all." You look like you're thinking of an excuse for rolling your eyes, but you don't seem to remember it easily.

“Oh, yes! It's because I'm interrupting my sleep. I'm not asking you to touch it because I want to feel better for Lunamos. It's real.”

He grunts a lot and seems to have come up with an excuse. The poem smiled heavily and laid Ramucia beside him and touched his chest, wanting to touch her somehow. At this rate, Lunamos decided to play with Ramucia until he woke up.

“I like it here. Touch here.”

Ramusa pulls the poem's finger and lets you pick up his nipple. It's because I instinctively realized that irritating the nipple feels much better than rubbing the whole chest. The teat was so excited just by the touch of the poem, and the nipple stood up sharply because it felt like saliva flowing in front of the tasty food.

The poem decided to correct his tone while touching Ramucian nipples that were rising rigidly. We will live together in the future, but it was a little difficult to continue using a voice like this.

“You know, I'm the owner of Lunamos, right? ”

“Yes. Why do you ask that all of a sudden? ”

He was still touching his nipple lightly, so Ramucia was not unable to understand or understand the poem because he was amused.

“And you served Lunamos and made a treaty of slavery with me. But the more I think about it, the weirder it gets. ”

“What do you mean? It's not weird at all. Lunamos has been your slave, and I am your slave. You have become my master, so you can use me whenever you want. ”

Somehow, the poem changed his mind and I thought he would break the covenant of slavery and ask me to go home tomorrow. Ramusa, who was scared for no reason, strongly appealed to the fact that he was a slave who could use himself at will. I could barely hold on to the poem and make a treaty of slavery with him, but I never wanted to part.

“Don't you think you're giving too much orders to your master for a slave? Touch the breasts. Touch the nipples to make them feel good. I know you want me to make a vow of slavery and not like a slave, but shouldn't we at least change the way you ask me not to? If you feel bad about it, you can break the Treaty of Slavery. ”

“I'm sorry. I'll try to fix it.I 'm just not used to it yet. ”

Ramucia agreed. There was nothing wrong with the poem. What slave in the world gives orders to his master? It was definitely something to fix, but it was pretty awkward to suddenly change my tone.

Ramusa grunts as he can't keep his mouth shut, and every time he speaks the truth, he decides to give him a reward.

“You've done something so far, you can't change it right away, right? I get it. Then I'll reward you every time I get it right. ”

“Award? What award? ”

Ramusa was greatly intrigued by the prize.

“What you love so much. If you want to know what the prize is, feel the cute nipples of Ramucia, my brother. My nipples are already hard because I want to be touched by my loving and liking brother. ’Say it. ”

“Well, say it like that. ”

Normally, he would be frightened at the request to touch his nipples, but Ramucia was the opposite. It was no big deal to ask me to touch my nipples, but the expression "I love and like you" seemed to stand out in my body just by imagining. However, I decided to take a look because I was sure that there would be a pleasant reward waiting for me.

“This is a great prize, don't you want to do it? ”

“Ha, I will. Just a moment…”

Ramusa takes a light breath. I hid the tension in front of my once-in-a-lifetime enemies. After biting his lips for a long time, Ramusa barely opened his mouth.

“Brother, touch the cute nipples of Ramucia. Th-that's why I love you and love you... and my favorite brother touches you, and your nipples are hard already. ”

The part about wanting to touch the nipples was quite easy, but the part about loving and liking it made Ramucia's voice crawl in. I also stuttered how many times it was so hard to say it at once.

It was not perfect, but it was important, so the purpose of the situation was fulfilled. I didn't even have to accept it like the old main relationships, but I needed some correction of speech in order to stay together.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have taught a simple way to solve the problem, but Ramucia has animal attributes as much as the female Caucasians, so she decided to let you learn with pleasure as if you were training with food.

“Good job. That's how you do it. Now, I'll give you the prize, just like I said. ”

The poem was amazed at Ramucia, who was looking forward to it. As it was a unique ability, it naturally manifested itself as a breath, giving rise to a time of 1 minute and 30 seconds remaining in the field of view. But I didn't intend to end it with this. To test my skills, I decided to try words together.

“Be sensitive.”

The poem whispered in a low voice, willingly. Then the power of the words engraved on the essence of existence was exerted and Ramucia's vocal cords became more sensitive. It was a magical ability, and Margie continued to lift it while making the palate feeling sensitive, but it was well tolerated.

With the power of ecstasy and the power of valor, Ramucia's teat became extremely sensitive.

“Ugh...”

Ramucia groans instinctively, lifting up her lower back as she feels lightning rushing through her body, even though she only waited for her index finger. It was a blizzard of unparalleled pleasure.

Satisfied with Ramucia's reaction, the poem slowly spun Ramucia's erect nipple as if it were a gamepad stick. There was a tomb that looked like a simple move, but felt extreme pleasure.

As I began to touch it, the groaning sounded. The actors in the adult video also groaned deeply, but it was different from the smoke that was created. Seeing the groaning of vomiting without being able to bear the pleasures sincerely, it came to me that I was excitedly excited like a famous movie.

Ramucia twisted her whole body with extreme pleasure just by touching her nipple. I felt more sensitive than ever with the power of ecstasy and the power of words, so I was unable to break up with the ecstasy of joy. The vagina suddenly flowed like honey and shimmered in a shady color like asking me to insert the penis of the poem.

Lunamos woke up and looked at the poem and Ramucia, wondering if he had woken up to the sound of a loud and lewd groan.

Just by looking at Ramucia groaning and touching her breasts, Lunamos' body lightly ran up. During the sealing, I instinctively felt the tingling sensation of how deeply the poem engraved pleasantries in my body, and my hands automatically pointed toward my chest.

“Okay, that's it. Are you satisfied? ”

There is still a long time left to maintain the excitement, but at the right time, the poem takes off his hands. This was the end of the award. The excessive award was not good for education.

“Ha... Put it in here, too. It feels better here. ”

Ramucia opens her wrinkled vagina with her hands. In order to feel more intense pleasure, the penis had to be placed here.

“I don't like your tone. ”

However, the poem seemed to have no intention of putting in a penis to see if he didn't like the way it sounded. Ramucia changed her tone and realized at once that she needed to like the poem.

“I want you to put it in Ramucia. It feels so good here. ”

“That's not good enough. That's all for now. Think about what you're going to say if you want to be rewarded. ”

“Ah…”

Ramucia vomited a sigh of sadness because the poem didn't seem to be able to put his penis into his vagina even though his body was so hot. To receive the prize, I had to use the words that I liked about the poem, but I couldn't think of what I liked about the poem easily.

The poem smiles lightly as Ramusa grunts and ponders. I was already looking forward to what Ramucia would say.

I don't think I'll be able to think of a word at once. The poem turned off the dragon. My ability to amaze me ended quickly because it only lasted a minute and a half.

As I was touching his soft, tender ears, I felt his gluttony behind me.

As the poem looked back, Lunamos, who had a pink cheek, looked at it with sticky eyes. One hand grabs his chest and grabs his butt, and he looks excited to see Ramucia. The endless effort of the poem made Lunamos' body feel refreshed just by seeing his dirty deeds with others.

The poem turns to Lunamos, sighing behind Ramucia, who knows what to say. And I hugged Lunamos just like that.

“Did you wake up from all that noise? ”

“No, it just happened. ”

“Are you going back to sleep? ”

It's dark outside the window. The light pink glow is spreading as the sun rises.

“No, I've had enough sleep. I just want to be here with my master. ”

“Really? Then I'll clean it up for you. ”

“Clean?”

“Yes. Be clean! ”

The poem spoke willingly, and immediately Lunamos' body was cleansed at once. My hair was dry and my skin was moist. Washed in the bathtub for two hours did not exist anywhere that was filthy enough to lightly jump over.

The poem sniffed with the nose of Lunamos' body to make sure that the words seemed perfect. I put my nose in my armpits, vagina, and even my feet, but there was no bad smell at all.

The situation generated a willingness to perfect cleanliness and its true efficacy was expressed.

“That's a euphemism.”

Lunamos immediately recognized that the poem's magic was a dragon. The seal hasn't been opened yet, but this much I could tell just by looking at it. The only way to use magic was with words.

“That's right. It's a legacy from Quezron. ”

“Interesting that humans can use words. ”

Lunamos was quite intrigued by the magic of Quezron, who had handed over the dragon's essential power of dragon dragon dragon to man. I was quite curious about the magic of Quezron that could convey even the essence of dragons as much as I like knowledge.

“But you know the dragon's words. Do you really have to say," What are you doing? "No matter how eloquent the words may be, don't you think it's a little awkward and awkward to use them? ”

Seeing that these were not the usual words, it was quite awkward every time I used the words. "Be sensitive when you make your vocal cords sensitive! ’I felt quite embarrassed. Maybe he thought he was a strange person when he heard it around him.

“A dragon is a word that conveys will. Even if you don't do it by command, all you need to do is put it in a word or sentence. The words you just used do not say" be clean, "but say" I'll make it clean, "and the words" clean "will make it clear. ”

“Oh, that doesn't have to be an order. Then it's definitely easier to write. ”

Instructions felt strange when viewed around them, so they were quite limited in use, but they could be very widely used if it was a word or sentence that contained what they wanted to use.

I was able to express my words when I just made Ramucia's palate feel sensitive, saying, "My nipples are a little sensitive today." In other words, it was not difficult for ordinary people who knew nothing to use words without any awkwardness.

As the usage of the terminology grew wider, the situation had already come up with a way to use it.

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I'm so sorry. It wasn't until four months after I said I'd post it on the front page.

I even wrote to my readers to promise not to do anything year-round, but I don't think that was a good idea for me.

As you write all the time, at some point you get too tired to write everyday, and the performance cycle gets longer and longer.

You have to take a little break and use it, and then you let go.

You're not supposed to do it every year, but it's not easy.

I'm so sorry for all the readers who have waited so long.

We're just rewriting it so it's not perfect, but we'll try to keep it consistent for six days a week.

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