"Ugh," Aisha said to her penis, who was supposed to be used to touching her, telling her that it was at the tip of her toes and another feeling altogether.
The softer and bunnier you touch it, the stiffer it gets. Rub it at the toe tip and gently step on it.
This light but exquisitely difficult, if you put too much effort into it,
"Ooh!
"Hih! Oh, sorry!! Oh, no, I mean, why should I apologize!
Irrationally, Aisha burst into tears in her eyes that she was almost forced to but had to feel guilty.
Aisha today, who is in military uniform and makes her hair look like a sister. I think Keith could have looked up a little tighter while sleeping such a brown maiden.
This is the usual "You're a powerless pervert!" This play burns better if you give me a targeted face.
(The roots are maiden. You can't expect that from Aisha.)
I don't want a lot because I'm out of it, just don't be afraid. I left myself to my feet.
Aisha rubs a bottle and sleigh bulb meat stick with her toes wrapped in stockings, careful never to weigh Keith.
When you gently press the tortoise head tip with your thumb or rub the back muscle up and rub the scrotum in the foot massage procedure,
"Oh...... yum, yes...... oh ho! Aisha is such a genius after all."
"Don't tell me you're not happy!! This, this kind of genius... makes people look like perverts"
"No, because I'm actually skillful at applying and subtracting force... and I can smell the steam wrapped around Aisha's glossy legs and their stockings"
To Keith's lowest sentiment, Aisha turned red to the tip of her pointy ear and said, "Pervert!," he barked.
I don't know why I don't like this pervert thing, and I don't even know how I like it when they're making me do this pervert thing.
Aisha gritted Keith's penis as she turned bright red to clear the Moya Moya of her own heart, which really doesn't make sense.
"Ahhh! Oh, don't step on me like that! That's scary! I'm a little scared!!
"Ugh, shut up! Let me do this! Make me pervert!! This is Keith's penis!
"Whoa!!
Words are on the back. My toes rubbed off with a gritty massage motion to adore my penis, and I blamed the rounded bell mouth because it was slendering towards the umbilical side.
When he stepped on the bell mouth with his nail tip and rubbed it with a focus on Coscos, the lead leaked a daze and contaminated the stockings.
Aisha heated the back of her heart with a mixture of disloyalty and guilt when the eclectic smell and wetness contaminated her nail tips.
You may have a panic in your mind about being forced to do something that looks like an S.
"This is how you pamper your penis... stock it with jerky juice... wow, excite me... bad guy"
Keith was keeping himself in Aisha, wondering if the last of them was his fault for a crying confession.
But it's not just time to tread and rub. I want the feeling,
"Ah, Aisha... Um, can you sit down?
"Huh?... but can we stop now?
Keith, who sat Aisha on the floor somewhat in a hoax, stayed up and sat face to face with her, too.
Keith wrapped his penis with both Aisha's legs in his hand that made him look like what it was,
"Sa, now this is how Sikosiko please!!
I asked for a wrap on both legs. Another perverted act is forced, and the brown knight, who is about to cry from the bottom of his heart, shudders and screams.
"Enough is enough!! Why are you... why are you making me do this!
"It would be decided because my legs are perfect for the Rin of Aisha like that. I want to get my legs kicked in that cool military uniform from Aisha...... there must be a lot of guys who want this!
"That's just Keith!
No, the fact is, many elf men fantasize about playing being stepped on by Aisha. The only thing I don't know is the maiden brown knight himself.
Keith sprinkled bait again when he heard Aisha say anything when this was over, almost completely crying.
Using only the delicious bait as the base of her heart, Aisha sips a gus and moves her legs up and down.
The glossy foot shape of the black stockings pinches the erect male organ, steps on it with gnats, and rubs it up and down around the geese neck.
The texture is rough and pleasant the other way round, unlike the fine silk touch I received earlier with a handjob by Nia and Leonora.
"Ah... Kimochi no... Aisha feels good... and I can smell my feet more than I just did"
The smell of the steamed toe mixed with the smell of the penis, and the smell was more intense than just now because it was sitting.
"Don't say one foot stinks!
"You didn't say a word about the smell. It smells dark and very good foot steaming. Aisha smells really good...... oh, happiness"
No matter where I smell it, I can smell the wonderful smell of Aisha mixed with the smell of inferior male organs. My penis freaks out at this excitement, and the beginning is thick and overflowing.
Aisha, whose stocking soles and toes are already wet on the derodero with that juice,
"Aww... I'm... awesome with Keishu's eclectic juice... uuuuuuu"
Unable to hide the upliftment of his face, unlike anger and sorrow, he also began to get drunk on the swallowing scent of a slutty meat stick.
The more rubbed, the darker the odor. Aisha, who wrapped his penis around both toes and handled it with Sikosiko, eventually concentrated his handling on the meat rod part.
You hold a hard, core, thick meat pole down with ten fingers and handle it up and down.
Intense pleasure runs through Keith for this, and he accidentally hips up.
"Ah, Aisha, I knew it was good...... Uh-oh!!
"Hmm!" said Aisha, who nevertheless felt no less pleased with Keith's appearance of joy, let her foot be handled with skill, wondering if this was better.
Keith felt the meat stick creeping around his toes and flashed his face.
I'd rather spit it out in time, but at least he wants to stare at a more erotic sight.
"Aisha! Skirt! Please skirt all over me! So crotch it!! Show me your crotch wrapped in stockings!!
Aisha gets her excited thoughts barely pressured by it because it's something that shouts outrageously nasty instructions.
So I said, "Oh, huh? Huh? Huh?," he said, making a strange noise, then rolling his skirt as he sat down, showing him his groin wearing panties wrapped in stockings.
"Ko, is this good?
"Yes! Yes! Oh...... Aisha's munchkin 'thick legs, and panties over the stockings! Whoa! Whoa! Oh, yeah! Erotic no!! Woo!!
Keith also swayed his hips from himself and rubbed his penis against the gap made of both Aisha's legs.
Even though he is the lowest inferior type of man I feel on my feet, Aisha can't help but love me when I think he is inviting the excitement and the audience.
I got my hands behind my back to show that loving smell and moved my toes hard as I showed off my groin more.
"What do you say, Keith, is this it? If I do this...... does it feel good?
"Yeah! Aisha is awesome! Best!! Seriously... ho, really... ahhh! Seriously...... so, I am!! Whoa!"
That's what I said, and to Keith, who leaned back, Aisha panicked and covered the bell mouth with her toenails.
The instant samen juice rushing up from the urethra fills my feet with Aisha's stockings.
Dobby! Dobby! Dobby! Dobby! Dogging around - Aisha felt the heat on her toes at the same time as her fierce pulse,
"Ah... uhh, silly... let me out like this... if I hadn't done this with my feet, my uniform would be smeared with salmon"
I say with a smile on my face, but the look seemed so exciting.
And Keith, bored by the freaking pleasure of ejaculation, lets go of his legs at the same time as he exhales, stares at the back of it and squeals "ahhh" again.
The soles of his feet, dressed in Aisha's black stockings, were drenched and threaded with white, sticky sarmen juice.
The karki smell is amazing, and there's no way I can naturally go to dinner with these stained feet.
Eyed Zito at Keith with a crisp face, Aisha took off her skirt and took off her stockings, taking care not to get her feet on the floor as she sat down.
Meanwhile, Keith calls wet tissues and garbage bags from the room, as well as stock replacements.
"... why do you have stockings"
"Well, something like this can happen."
"That's right, that's right!
Put the tissue wiped with the sarmen stockings and toes in a garbage bag and fly it to the room to help you change it before leaving the small room.
Keith also headed to the venue about Aisha, who panicked when he had to hurry because he had eaten quite a bit of time.
Along the way Aisha went to Nia's room, Keith was on a split path to the venue, making sure no brown knight was there, then he put his mouth to his ear.
"No, it's a promise. It's just me for one day... and I made you do that... because it would be terrible if you didn't keep your promise."
"I know. It's a promise."
Aisha ran away reddening her face when she gave a kiss that meant to laugh and swear on the lips of her face that came to her ears.
"Really, it's always cute"
When you whine about it, it comes from behind.
"Hmm... I think Keith is cute."
My body trembles all the time and I turn around and turn back like my neck rusted to a bad hunch. Then there,
"Oh, that's... isn't Roana... what are you doing?
Roana, a mature elf with a stubborn face, stood.
Roana stood with her full body wrapped in a sleeveless dress for the dinner party and her beautiful white blonde hair tied up.
I did think it was odd that we should have exchanged flirting words to make sure Aisha, Keith and no one, but apparently this mature woman was hiding behind the pillars.
Roana looks at Keith on the sidelines.
"I can't believe I even met her when I was busy... I knew that she was special."
"Yes, you don't! I can't believe it's that special... I told you I'm special, even Roana"
"... Fine. That's such a trick... Enough!
Keith walked away from the venue where he had to provide cold air while wondering not to be scolded like this by Roana, who is so young as to think that his ex-wife was really over 300 years old.
I pulled my hand away in the room I was giving Aisha a leg job earlier, and when I brought Roana in there to avoid finding out about the deodorized,
"Hey, Roana, please don't be so obstinate. I'm telling you, right? I'm special to Roana."
"Liar... I'm listening, I'm busy regulating the air-conditioning of the venue... and yet I want to see that girl for a little while... that's what I'm thinking"
I sincerely think it stinks, Keith, but I can't leave it alone here, so I whispered to Sakuho when I hugged the obstinate mature woman.
"It's true. Roana is the one I really want to meet. But... it's actually too hard and stressful, and I want to take a breath... so without that gas."
That's all they said. Roana understood. I mean, I guess she made it easy for me to nudge her. But if it is,
"Well... why not me... to me, the"
"'Cause Roana... I hate being made that way... to clear my mood like that or something"
"I used to... let you... use my body all you want"
"So you said you don't like it and you're breaking up with me... but me, Roana and I... so"
Gradually Roana assumed that might really be the case with the mouth-watering man switching whatever he said.
I really decided to break up once, and Keith really made me special about it.
Of course I can't forgive you for continuing your relationship with Aisha with that, but you're telling me you're not going to hold Roana so gently and treat her like a lustful person anymore.
Once that was the case, Roana, who assumed she was just a lust processing opponent, had no less than a grab on her chest to this word.
"... yes, fine... ok... but... when I'm here... please..."
"Roana......"
"Really, I want you to feel better... if that's what you think."
Roana asked for a kiss when she saw Keith's face with a surprised look at how choked she was, thinking it was a chest shot face.
Kiss that lip, but Keith thought it wouldn't end like this.
I've already put it out twice, and I'm busy, so I feel in a hurry, but I have to get my hands on Roana here. They think I've just stuck with Aisha again.
(flirting is really hard at times like this)
Foolishly with his heart, Keith stared at Roana's dress. Now he was all sorts of mischievous.
Then I think of it, lowering my kiss lips and going from my neck muscle to my chest.
"Oh, um... Kisu, no..."
"Chu, chu pu... okay, Roana... me, Roana, as many times as I want... so"
"And you're a sitter?... Ha! Wow, with me?
Roana didn't resist Keith, who was going to give him a nodding kiss. I can't believe I'm so happy to be asked for it. It's so joyful to laugh.
And I don't know what I'm going to do, I hope the dress doesn't get dirty. I hope I'm getting the same feeling as someone else.
"Ah! Mmm!! Hey, hey, hey, hey! What, so... Ha!! Wow, wow! None...... Hiaaah!!
Keith's bello raised his sleeveless arm and began to lick around his beautifully treated armpit.
Roana raised her voice and grew bored by the unknown feeling of too much tickle, and something behind it.
Never mind, Keith licks around his armpit where he feels peppered and slightly sweaty, letting him gut with saliva.
Taste Roana's beautiful, obscene armpit cunt as she tastes it with chicken to her soft arms, poking it with her tongue to rub and unwrap her lymph nodes.
Roana, whose weird sensation grew every time she was licked and the heat spread through the back, eventually stopped standing.
Keith takes off her pants feeling the breath of a mature woman sitting back, takes out her penis that she enjoyed the feel of her hands and feet until just now and shows it to Roana.
"Roana... I can't get that beautiful mouth dirty now... and the sex... so, hey... here, please"
"Ko...... ko? Ah... Ugh, no... that's the place"
Roana gave him a bewildered look as he sawed his spine at Keith's fingertips stroking his armpit, which he raised and exposed.
On that face Keith whispered, "Please," again as he offered his fiercely male smelly penis.