Elf no Kuni no Kyuutei Madoushi ni Naretanode, Toriaezu Himesama ni Seitekina Itazura wo Shitemimashita

Keith's fingertips gently and slowly stroke Aisha's body. He was polite even though he didn't like the way he touched it, and it was like he was dealing with treasures.

Aisha tried to endure by biting her lips in a gentler way than when she touched herself.

I am firmly determined to feel it in the caress of such a man, but it was also until I was touched by my breasts over a piece.

"Yikes! Oh, uh-huh! Huh! Ahhh... Ahhh!

Raising his voice impatiently, Aisha burst into tears surprised at Keith's overly precise blame.

That was a blame Ona totally captured Aisha's sexy belt more than when she touched herself.

I wonder what would happen if they touched me directly if I felt so much over my clothes. Aisha desperately tried not to think that there were expectations in such horror.

But when his fingertips are kissed by his neck muscles as he pinches his breasts, Aisha's body complains to herself that she wants more irritation.

Shaking his neck small, left and right, Aisha didn't realize that the front button of the piece had been removed and his chest had come out.

I finally realized that when Keith was face to face and smelling in the valley of his breasts wrapped in bras.

"Huh! Oh, why... hey, when... ah"

It can't be as a knight not to realize you're being made to look so defenseless. But the more serious problem is.

"No, don't! Don't smell it!! Smell... you can't smell it!

That's what Aisha shouted to Keith, who smelled cum enough to embarrass her. moment, and overflowing with ready-made vision.

What the hell? Keith smiled away from her chest at Aisha, who was about to cry because she didn't know what to say earlier.

"I'm sorry, because it smelled good. Aisha smells great... I might have smelled it when I was sleeping in my chair and nobody else was there."

In response to perverted remarks, Aisha felt pleasant for some reason, even though normally she should be angry or disgusted.

It's supposed to suck for a man who doesn't even like it to say "good smell," but for some reason it gave Aisha such a nostalgic pleasure.

There's no reason to accept that honestly, and Aisha glances at Keith with her moist eyes.

"Ya, I knew it! This... pervert! I knew you should have succeeded in trying to do something weird to me then."

"Aisha is so cute that she wants to do something weird. Pretty and besides...... nice smell"

"Oh, hey, yadda, I said... Mmm! Smell, no... don't!

Keith smelled it all the way to the critical reluctance boundary to Aisha, a voice he didn't really dislike, before removing the front hock of his bra.

Aisha yelled as Keith tried to touch the two breast meats that popped out.

"I'll do everything on my own! Speak up, you fool!!

"Oh, I'm sorry. Then you touch your tits. So I licked my nipples, shaved them, sucked them, with my fingertips where I became a bin."

"Don't say it, idiot! Ugh, no more..."

No matter what you say or what you do, Aisha can't do anything to get it all back. I'm starting to wonder if they're really reading my mind.

The thought gets even bigger when Keith's tongue starts licking the milk wheel. I've never experienced a stimulus that only gives me so much pleasure.

There was still a gap in pleasure when I was a finger, but it feels much better without it when it's my tongue. The feeling continues endlessly.

I find it absolutely impossible if I haven't read Aisha's mind like this, but blaming her for it is also so costly with pleasure that I can't do it now.

"Ha, ah, mmm!! Mmm!! Phew, phew!! No, Chikubi...... now, Hmm!! Ahhh! Ahhh!

Licked to scorch from a milk wheel, he pokes his nipple's root with a scattered tongue tip before shaving his hardest nipple. Aisha is my favorite way to blame me.

The irritation of being licked and shaved coming to sensitive nipples feels so good that your hips float unexpectedly.

Aisha squeezed the bed sheet desperately. I was going to hold Keith's head over my chest if I didn't.

Aisha was desperate to hug her from herself that she absolutely didn't like it, but as Keith licked her nipples and held her fingertips down,

"Ahhh! Oh, oh, there, ha! That way hah...... Mmm! Mm-hmm!!

A hand entering the skirt strokes his pubic bone over his panties, from which he glances through his thighs and diameter. Aisha held him reflexively to Keith stroking a place no one had ever touched.

Keith stroked his pubic bones together as he rolled his nipples corny in his mouth, hugged tighter and pressed his face against his soft breasts.

The rush, which does not yet touch the important part, mixes with the intense irritation of the nipples to make Aisha want pleasure.

Keith asked Aisha, finally releasing his mouth and fingers when enough stains floated on the crochet of his panties.

"Aisha, I'll touch you... okay?

I want you to touch me. The flesh is definitely complaining to Aisha that way. And I know I have to keep it wet because I can insert it anyway.

However, it was not easy to give permission. I was afraid that Keith would make any more noise. So hesitating, Keith licks his nipples again and starts blaming his pubic bones with his fingers.

Aisha slowly opened her thighs as she gasped in tears at the stimulus she was obviously gearing up to want. That was the best signal of permission.

Keith, who got his hand between his open thighs, first pushed his vaginal mouth cuddly over his panties. The crochet is filled with love liquid.

Aisha's vaginal mouth was hiccups enough to tell for herself in a series of pale irritations. And finally, the fingers that went into my panties stroked my manko straight away.

"Hiaaah! KYAH, KYAH!! Mmm, ah, ah!! Hih-oh! Mm-hmm! Am I right!!

Ayesha herself surprised by the leaking high voice and let her body cum into a strong stimulus. The stimulus was just too strong for Aisha.

Kind and polite, just like when I masturbate myself... when I thought so, Aisha wondered if I might be imitating Keith's finger movements for some reason.

The finger movement I've been masturbating here lately, it's too similar to this way of touching... and this one is many times better.

(No! No! No! Oh no... no, I am, no)

That made me feel like I was masturbating consciously about Keith, and Aisha panicked and denied it.

This guy is good simply because he's used to treating women, and if he touches him with that, he even makes an excuse with his heart that it's natural for an inexperienced person like himself to do this.

Then this time I feel lonely for the fact that Keith is used to women. I don't see how I could just miss a guy like this going through with all kinds of women.

No matter what he thought anymore, only confusion emerged. Aisha concentrated only on enduring pleasure. At least that way you don't have to think about weird things. I thought that was the only way out.

But when I did, the gentleness of my extra fingers penetrated my body deeply. So much so that I'm going to say "I like this" by accident.

Gently rub your labia majora and tickle your pubic billa with your fingertips from there, gently stroking the clitoris. If the sensitivity increases too much, put your finger on the vaginal mouth and get used to the irritation and repeat it again from the beginning.

The nipple blame mixed in there and all I could think about was how nice it felt. Aisha was letting her troll all over her face. Normally, she disappears into the face of a female.

Keith, with his mouth off his nipples, smiled and kissed that look of nostalgia, waking up his body with his pussy caressed. And I take my pants off.

"Hey Aisha... this is your first time Aisha, right? So here it is so it doesn't hurt...... will you lick it and wet it?

Here? and Aisha, who turned to Keith, lost her word when she saw the meat stick that was erecting there. That was because it was too grotesque a substitute.

The turtle head, which was red and black and the blood vessels vacillated and caused the foreskin to completely cheat, was pampered. Since I saw my father's as a child, but it's too different in shape from that.

Normal length but varying thickness. I don't think I'm going in anyway. If I put this in, I'll rip it and die.

Keith approached Aisha as she shook her neck left and right and tried to escape with a cramped face. Aisha will smell the smell when the meat stick approaches near her face.

The stench of a toon. The worst scent smells like a beast... but Aisha's nose sucked in a crack many times when she caught the smell and overflowed with saliva in her.

It is such a reaction, as if he had been poked at his favorite in a long time without being fed.

I find this male organ loving, even though visually information only gives rise to disgust.

"Ah... oh, my God... oh my God... I don't want this... but I don't want it... Ugh, you son of a bitch! What have you done to me? What have you done?!

Keith gives Aisha a meat stick that she picks with her fingers, thinking she must have used some incredible hypnotic or horny magic to make her want something like this.

"I didn't do anything...... did I just convey the thought that I love Aisha?

Even though it's a lightly tearing way of saying it, it pierced Aisha's chest deeply. In response, the amount of saliva increased further, and Bedbedo was in Aisha's chamber.

Aisha opened her lips and swallowed a meat stick into her mouth where her saliva pulled the thread as she stared at Keith.

Odor, unsavory, disgusting. Even though she feels that way and tries to vomit, Aisha's mouth swallows the tortoise head back and tangles the entire tongue in the rod meat.

I tangle my saliva, lick all over the meat stick, and when I drink that saliva out, I can't feel Keith's smell coming from behind my stomach.

"Hiubu, chiubu, chiubu, chiubu, chiubu, chiubu!!

Aisha was filled with incredible thoughts that the first Ferratio could have done much easier than she could have imagined. I knew there was an act of caressing a man's genitals with his mouth, but because I thought that was absolutely impossible for me.

And yet Aisha's mouth moves so smoothly that she doesn't even know why she does it, blaming her as if she knows where the meat stick feels good.

I'm gonna smile satisfied and stroke my head with Keith. You know that. Aisha regretted the fact that she was making herself feel such an inferior species.

But on the other hand, the joy also comes in, and the brown knight lip licks and squeezes more and more glossy and tight the meat stick to handle you.

"It feels good... oh, ahhh... it's great. Aisha's Occhi, it's great."

Keith continues to reach out and stroke the clitoris as he comes along dressed as a good boy with his hips sticking out.

The more enthusiastic the Ferratio becomes, the more carefully he becomes gentle, so Ayesha also invests in her oral caresses as she cums her hips.

Doing so has inadvertently slammed Keith's fingers blaming him for his good position so far. to Aisha who sees why and upward. Keith is

"Where does Aisha touch when she masturbates? Tell me where and how you touch it."

Aisha stares with a meat stick in her mouth that's the way she's been doing it so far, but Keith whines and strokes out of position no matter where it is. It feels good there, but I still think it's better so far.

But Aisha, too embarrassed to make a confession of masturbation to say it inside, now looked at Keith with a cursory eye.

Don't make me say it. You know that, fool. and to Aisha complaining with her gaze. Keith moved his fingers slowly,

"Here? Here?... or here?

Keith smiled and inquired as Aisha reacted with Picun where she said and touched him.

"You like it here. Aisha likes it here, doesn't she? Ok. Thanks for letting me know... I'll give you a lot of credit."

Just a little shame on you, thanks from there and a gentle crunch. The whole thing makes Aisha wander.

Keith similarly moved his fingers and continued to clitoris to Aisha, who sucked harder than ever before into the meat stick. Both pussies get high and feverish at the same time.

Eventually Aisha's vagina started to spill like a leak of love fluid with no cracks, and when Keith's meat stick kept him from stopping ahead.

"Ah, ooh... um, ooh... Aisha, is it time? I want to insert... I want to semen inside Aisha"

Even though it was the worst act of being semen out, Aisha's touched away Omako enlarged the vaginal hiccups on the words.

I'm surprised you ever want so much. Aisha takes her mouth off and squeezes a salivated meat stick at her fingertips.

"... good, good... damn it... yakuza, rakura... kan chi chi chi ru!

To Aisha, who wanders so far but still strengthens. Keith laughs and says yes, moving his body to the groin, which he kept touching. Aisha spread her legs from herself to the M-shape to go with it.