Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

"Oh, but I've become a betting betto"

During the gun trial shooting, Yaichi and Sam were all over the gel because they were snuggling the muzzle into the bullet-receiving gel, a translucent gel that was impacted by the firing exploded and splashed.

Yaichi removes the towel from [Infinite Storage +] and wipes off the gel on his face and arms.

The gel also adhered to the t-shirt, which was perfectly sticking to my skin with sweat, but I kept paying it off appropriately that I should change this later.

"Look, I'll wipe you down."

"Mmm, thanks."

Yaichi took out the new towel and wiped off the gel on her face and hair as she leaned near Sam, who was wearing the claws.

Then he also wipes the sweat that emerged like balls.

Fluffing his neck, shoulders, etc., he dropped his gaze and saw through the slight swelling beneath the sweat-wet production tank top.

It was usually a well-air-conditioned workshop, but this time the creation of a new magic item meant that other magic items had been completely stopped to avoid magical interference.

The workshop itself was shut down to prevent impurities from getting mixed in, and the two were working sweaty.

Regular ventilation and hydration were not indispensable, but most of the time was spent in confined spaces.

Along the way Sam and others couldn't stand the heat and took off their pants and just looked like tank tops and shorts, but Yaichi didn't really care about that either because he was immersed in the work.

By the way, Yaichi looks like a work trouser on a t-shirt.

"Phew, the clothes... it would be quicker to get dressed..."

Yaichi whines uncomfortably as he wipes the gel on his arm.

The shape of the nipple floats firmly on the surface of the perfectly stuck tank top.

Nature and shorts popped into my eyes as I continued to wipe the gel on my thighs.

Undecorative spawned shorts are also wet and almost transparent in sweat again, allowing the presence of shameful hair to be seen.

"Let me take it off..."

"Is...?

Looking at Sam's face, she was blushing and turning away.

"If you're going to change, you have to take it off...? Then I'll be right back."

Sam's eyes move and capture Yaichi.

"... Sam?

"Hehe..."

With his feverish gaze pointed at him, Sam smiled lightly and put his face closer to Yangichi.

Then he attaches his hands to his cheeks, staying close, and eventually his lips touch each other.

I was Yaichi, who had noticed Sam's intentions from the way in, but I accepted it, not especially avoiding it.

"Mmmm... Nchu..."

A man and a woman were alone in the chamber, sweating and working.

Anyway, I was immersed in the work, and the work was over.

And within success.

Still not excited and cold, the interior is full of smells emanating from the two sweats.

If so, then the flow from then on may be like a determined one.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

The shallow kiss ends as Sam pulls his face and stumbles on each other's lips.

Now I approached Sam from Yangichi.

Take your lips off as you drop the towel on the spot and pull your arm around Sam's neck.

"Amu... Chipu... Lero... Juru"

Yangichi's tongue breaks into Sam's mouth, and she accepts it, intertwining her tongue from herself as well.

"Jiuuru... get lost... Chiuru..."

When we tangled each other's tongues and breathed empty, the smell of sweet and sour sweat poked our noses.

Put your hands on the bottom hem of the tank top and remove the fabric from the perfectly sticky skin as you tuck away Sam's tongue.

Get your hands from a lightly made gap and move your hands up as they are sandwiched in sweaty skin and a slightly wet fabric.

"Hmmm!? Huh! Ahhh..."

Hands on a small swell and gently pinching the tip with his fingers, Sam shook his piqun and body to turn himself around and the lips and tongue of the two were released.

"Hey... I mean, no..."

The smaller the chest, the more sensitive, the story may just be an urban legend, but it seems to apply to Sam at least.

With just a little effort on his fingertips, Sam's body reacted funny.

After enjoying the reaction for a while, Yaichi pushed her down on her back and kept touching her chest as she leaned heavily against Sam's movements.

"Oh, uh... chest... because it's small... fun, no, right...?

With that being the case, Sam turns his flickering and anxious gaze to Yaichi.

Yaichi chuckled, turning up the tank top all at once.

"Hey......! I don't see it..."

"Did you just let me take it off and say something?

"Ugh... I knew it was embarrassing..."

"Hehe..."

Yaichi looked down at Sam's dewy chest with a slightly mean grin.

My chest almost flattened because I leaned back, but if I looked closely, I could confirm a slight swelling.

The milk wheel was small and the cherry blossom colored nipples swelled plenty.

Whether you are working out a little in the blacksmith work, you can see thin lines of rashes and abs in your belly.

He was a prominent thumb of boyish looks and deeds, but the curves from cuddly tight hips to sluggish asses were very feminine, and his legs, usually hidden in dabbly pants, were thin but moderately fleshy.

"Oh, the blood of the elves is flowing..."

Shy as Sam squeezes out, covering his face with both hands.

Apparently the elves in this world have small breasts.

Speaking of which, it seems Greta, the archer of "Red Flash", also draws the blood of an elf, but Yaichi later remembered that his chest was modest.

Yaichi watched and enjoyed its thin breasts for a while, then extended his tongue with his face close together.

Tickle, and make a noise, and the tip of your tongue touches your nipples.

"Hih-uh...! No, there... Nah..."

Bikun! and his body turned back, and Sam leaked a weak word of protest with his sweet breath, but he was unwilling to resist, being made Yangichi, but remained.

"Ahhh... no... boobs, no..."

Licking one nipple, wrap the other breast with your hands and slowly rub it loose.

The fat behind the skin was thin as I saw it, and with a little effort, the sensation of the bulbs came into my hands.

"Hiccup! No... boobs, don't be so gritty..."

Not conscious, but the back of a nipple crushed in the palm of his hand is rubbed with ribs, which seems to make him comfortable.

Yaichi put only a little force into her breast holding hands, rubbing them aware of their nipple position, and at the same time the other nipple licked them around gently anyway.

To the different stimuli imparted to his left and right chest, Sam frowned and rose, freaking his body out from time to time.

"Hmph... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Tits, they did that, me...... me, already...... mmmmm......!!

Sam, who was shaking his body intermittently, shrunk to endure something.

From the body I was stretching with freaks and fine cramps, I could hardly help myself.

"Huh... Huh... Huh..."

"............... Yikes?

Loosen his expression at the same time as relaxing his whole body and telling Sam to keep breathing rough that way, his brown skin, which seemed slightly reddish, became visibly red and began to build tears in his eyes.

"Phew, hum, mess with me..."

Offset moisturized eyes and pointy mouth.

She looks adorable like that, and Yaichi puts her gaze right back down, even though she can flatter her face.

The front part of the unornamentally generated shorts, which stick to the skin with sweat, looked lucid and clear with shame.

And the wet crocheted area also sticks tightly there with another fluid that is not sweat, and the shape of the crack can be confirmed firmly.

Yaichi laid his hands on the waist part of the shorts in a gap where Sam was teasing and distracting.

"Ya, hey... there..."

Lowering her gaze, Sam reached out to control Yaichi's act, but she is unwilling to stop it from the beginning, so it's natural, but her hand cuts off the sky.

Ignoring Sam's hand, who was shaken to shame, Yaichi pulled down his shorts.

"Ahhh... I'll see..."

Even so, many threads were drawn drool between Sam's secret part, which doesn't even look like closing his crotch, and a crochet stained with plenty of love liquid.

The slightly thicker pubic hair is wet and the crack in its shadow is open even though it has not touched it.

From between them, a slightly lighter brown shade was visible than the color of the skin, and they were moving slightly and tingly as they glowed the surface.