How long has it been?
"How are you, Saint?!"
"You've finally returned."
- Whoo.
As always, the Saint was smoking, and I opened the door and scanned the inside of the Al Reality once and walked.
- Choking.
The Saint who rose from the throne approached me.
"Come."
"..."
I hugged the Saint as I was.
Then the Saint naturally kissed me.
Kiss me as soon as I see your face.
As soon as she kissed me, she enthusiastically indulged in my mouth. I tasted her mouth, too, according to him.
That's how little time went by.
When the Saint opened her mouth, she returned to her seat and sat down.
"Hah... I think I'm breathing a little. Well done again, Paladin."
"The Saint seems to have done a lot of hard work. No, you look too tired, don't you?"
"I'm really very tired."
"How dare you."
Every time I look at it, I feel so tired that my heart hurts.
"It's all Paladin's fault. I miss you so... hard to bear."
"Uh-huh, is that so? But this feels really good. I can't believe the Saint keeps thinking about me."
"Paladin is on the verge of glory right now."
I can't believe this Saint is always thinking about me.
Of course it's an honor.
"Anyway, Saint. A personal report on this and a letter from the commander of the Temple Navigation Group. And this is a document that summarizes the situation together."
The Saint's eyes widen as he pulls a bunch of documents out of his arms.
"... a lot?"
"Yes, there are many."
"Wait a minute. Wait a minute."
I noticed it was embarrassing.
"What the hell happened this time? No, I know the dungeon was found. But what is the amount of documentation?"
"I've already solved it all. This is the theorem. But it's a big deal."
"What...?"
"Be nervous and listen."
"...!"
- A twinkle.
The moment she winked, she looked me in the eye as if she was begging. It was like a poor bunny attitude, and it was a weakness shown by my woman who was always strong, but that didn't mean she couldn't see.
"Well, do you know if it's a machete?"
"..."
Silence that sits down.
"Ahhh..."
- Cheeky.
The Saint who took out the cigarette immediately lit it.
"This."
I smoked for a while, and I made smoke.
"... I feel like things are always so big again."
He said in a tone that seemed very tired.
"My heart is heavy because I think my Saint will suffer too."
I immediately went behind the Saint's back, grabbed his shoulder and focused my attention.
It's like a month's overtime when I see it.
"... is it serious?"
"Once I've stopped it, it doesn't seem very serious to me. Still, you should see it for yourself and judge. You might want to take a look at that situation briefing. It was written by me and all the members of the Temple Navy."
"..."
With a cigarette in his mouth, the Saint leaned on his back as if his soul had escaped.
"Argh!!!"
Then I yelled.
"I was so glad that Paladin had just returned, and I was crushed. How the hell does palladine bring such a serious thing? A horse? Did you say a horse? That machete that's been completely gone since the idol war?"
That's a machete.
And the Saint didn't know, but he became a family with his princess.
"That's because a good Saint sent me to such a serious place."
"The competence of this Saint is enough to summon a machete? This is a serious joke."
"I'm sorry."
"Paladin... I want you to cover your chest, not your shoulders."
I naturally lowered my hand as I asked, grasping the breast of the Saint and casting it.
"The Saint is too competent. It's even too beautiful. This is all too powerful. Since the Saint first noticed the suspicion and sent me, the secret has been dug up. It's because he's too capable."
I whispered in the Saint's ear as I cared so much that I could not bear the burden.
"Heal the heart of the Saint who saw it with more... sweeter words."
"Uh-huh, I see."
Yes, this sister is a woman who really likes to be an Abu.
In so doing, I commended the beauty and power of the Virgin in my heartfelt consolation for almost thirty minutes. At that point, she grabs the document and reads it down to make sure it finally feels better.
"The horse-drawn... This era is full of extraordinary predecessors. Only a decade ago, this was rarely the case. The world is literally changing."
Ten years.
"pagans, demons. Undead. Richie. Pandemonium. Spiritual system, secondhand... Is there a horse? Even at the end of the day, what is this infernal? This Saint can understand and memorize everything if he reads any book or document only once. But this..."
A sigh bursting out.
"Haa..."
"Saint, I'm still here."
"... I see."
The Saint who put down the document rubbed off the cigarette and said:
"Yes, this is what Saint saw. This Saint will never fall. Good. Even the Temple Navy commander's correspondence is very convincing. I will take immediate action."
As you can see, Saint.
"For now, I'd like to enjoy the reunion a little more, but the job is first. Paladin. Very good work. I'll make sure to give you your reward. Go back and rest."
"Are you all right?"
"This Saint is a superman who is obliged to lead the world. I'm glad I'm worried, but of course I'm okay. But..."
The end of the speech blurred for a moment.
"Paladin has a duty to relieve the stress of this Saint, so be prepared."
"Very well, Saint."
That's how I took the stand.
Well, the Temple Scouts are coming up to the capital soon. This will happen again then.
*
After all, it was a quiet routine.
In order to release the Admiral, I relentlessly embraced them, coveting the flesh and fulfilling their sexual desires, and they also burst into complacency and cling to me.
Endless training and sex. And I had a very unusual day with shopping and dining.
"Ah."
It's a day of rest, but I must open my eyes before the sun rises. My sleep time is not that long. The superhuman body doesn't need a long sleep.
Sleep is sweet, but you have to spend more time meaningfully.
"What the hell."
But it's not like there's no Risha.
I got up right away and went down to the first floor. As expected, a sound is being heard in the basement. Probably looking at the crown of a heretic monster king. I simply washed up and went underground.
"Risha."
"Ah... did you wake up? You're up early."
"Risha got up early.
Risha was wearing a unique black sheath dress. I don't have any underwear at all, so it looks like everything inside. Above all, I felt attached to my body, so my body was also very well highlighted.
"More than that, were you looking at the crown?"
Risha nodding.
"I think we need to find out about this quickly. Didn't the power from the Orb of Monster King cut Infernal Leviathan in one go? Maybe there's a connection."
"I thought the same thing."
The basement wasn't that dark.
It wasn't hot or cold.
I decided to take a moment with Risha to talk about the other dimensions and the magic magic magic, and continue to think about what I was doing.
"Yeah, well. Anyway."
It's time for punishment.
"Huh?"
"Let's take off our clothes, Risha."
Then, Risha yells, blushing her face.
"What, what?!"
"Told you? We need to punish Risha."
"Khh...! Geña I never forgot!"
I'm afraid I'll forget that.
"But why do you look so happy?"
"Bo, when did she say she was happy?" "
Risha's face was already blushed as if she was expecting the punishment that would soon be inflicted on her. Then it's your duty as a husband to meet your expectations.
"Come on."
"Well... wait a minute."
Risha, who was blushing, sighed and trembled.
"No, look back for a second. I'm going to change."
"Yes."
You're still secretly ashamed to show off your clothes. I turned my back for a moment and killed time. I was going to take off my panties, but I need to take them off because I have something to do first.
"Now... it's okay."
Risha said so.
"...!"
"Uh, do you fit in?"
I was forced to open my mouth as soon as I looked back.
"I don't know how long it'll take. This... is Tiarai with the memories of her mother. It's made of a special metal and jewel of a machete... Only a royal woman can use it..."
A black tiara with red jewels embedded in the center.
Risha, who is wearing it on her head, is literally like a princess, so it just starts to get extremely excited.
- Gulp.
No, it wasn't the only one.
Risha was undressed.
I'd say I changed my clothes.
Risha now has black mesh stockings and high heels that go all the way up to her knees. He was wearing only black gloves that went up to his elbow. I was wearing Tiara, a symbol of nobility, in that ridiculous outfit, and it seemed like my eyes were turning.
"So... Bo, don't you ask her if she fits in..."
As I was staring at her, Lisa said in a crawling voice as she rubbed her thighs. Oh, this one. I think my chest is shaking left and right because I'm twisting my thigh rubber.
"Risha. It's the best. It's so beautiful."
"Huhu, huhu... I'm glad you did."
"Still."
We have to do what we have to do.
"Do you know what to punish?"
"That's..."
"Tell me."
I asked while enjoying the look of Risha, who was ashamed of such a magnificent outfit.
"I promised you that I should be punished with a car, an illusion and, uh, an ass."
"Our real Risha is an erecting master."
I immediately approached Risha.
Approaching, she hugged Risha from behind, snoring around her white neck, naturally teasing her hand and grabbing her big tits.
"Risha, tell me. What do you think's gonna happen now?"
"Bar, didn't you just say...!"
"I want to hear it again."
"Truly, you are so evil! Why do you keep saying such shameful things to your mother? I even brought Tiara to show the royal authority!!!"
"Risha? Should I tell you?"
"Khh...!"
My princess, this needs more education.
"A car, an illusion... to be struck!"
- Clumsy.
After sneaking through her breasts, Risha threw up her intercourse.
"Brother-in-law, gripping your big, vulgar breasts with horsepower... you will be sexually tortured to breast-feed without even forgetting the shame!!! Bo, it's so embarrassing for her to speak for herself!!"
"Uh-huh, well said."
He carried out such a milking penalty.
"Then do what you want."
"Argh!"
I grabbed the big rainbow as big as Winia and squeezed it with a grip while pulling my nipples. At this moment, Risha's breast is just my toy that can be ravaged at will.
The flesh of my soft breast flows between my fingers every time I grip it, and it sticks to the palm of my hand as it changes shape.
"Hah, Hah! Aaaah!!"
Breastfeeding is starting to burst soon.
"Mother, breastfeeding won't stop...!"
White marshmallow milk is squeezed and spread on the floor according to the movements of my hands. It's like grabbing a water balloon full of water and squeezing.
"Hrrrrgh!!"
That's not all. Risha repeated that she couldn't stand my violent breastfeeding and spilled her milk vulgarly. I didn't touch anything else, but I simply feel big with my heart and go away.
"Ha, ha, stop...! No more tits...! Bo, your daughter did it wrong..! Forgive me! Isn't it a big mistake!!"
Of course, every time I peaked, my breastmilk sprayed more strongly and delighted my eyes and hands. Risha struggled with the pleasure of milking me, but I couldn't stop punishing her.
"Bar, the floor has become dirty..."
"Risha."
"Don't you treat your mother-in-law's breast too much like a toy!"
"Did you forget that this is a bee?"
"...!"
Flowing was not just breastfeeding.
Risha's lower half was already soaked in tears. The saliva flows down the thighs, wipes the calves, goes down through the ankles, and hits the floor. I'm spilling filthy liquids up and down.
"I'm being punished. Can I shed my tears like this?"
"Ahhh...! I, all because you've dealt so violently with your breasts..!"
Risha blamed me for stuttering.
I can't do this!!
"Is this what happens when you deal with it violently? Huh?"
"Phew...!"
"Risha. Tell me the truth."
I whispered in my ear.
"Bo, what kind of law is it to harass her like this! Stop harassing me!"
Risha yells.
I do.
It was a lot of sexual harassment.
She squeezed a lot.
"Yeah? Then I'll just skip the ass penalty. I'm sorry, Risha."
"What, what...?!"
At this moment, Risha tried to shout as if surprised.
"Bo, she didn't mean it-!!"
Touch Risha's pussy and press her hard like an ambush for that moment.
"- Hiyaang?!"
Risha reached her peak with a massive burst of tears.
"...!"
It blocks Risha's mouth with its other hand. Risha continued to climax, dropping her hips and waist without even making a sound.
After giving me time to savor the pleasure for a while, I whispered it in my ear around the time I regained consciousness.
"If you don't tell me why this happened, I won't punish your ass."
"...!"
Blinking Risha.
"Phew...!"
I took my hand out of my mouth, and Risha started talking.
"Thy, milking torment..."
"Keep telling me."
"Poor, shamefully weaned and culminated in breast-feeding... Tea, intolerable and mourning...!"
Risha then covers her face with both hands. Even the white ear was already completely red. It's like a jewel in Tiara.
Oh, that's so cute.
"Stop forgiving me...! No matter how much she enjoys this, it's a shame she can't take it anymore!!"
In that state, Risha shouts shamefully.
"It's meaningless now, but she's Princess Bondi!!! Be courteous and respectful!!!"
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
"Uh-huh, okay. I'll forgive you, Risha. I'm sorry. It was so mean, wasn't it? They're all in love with Risha."
"Oh, I wish I knew... and of course I know that I love you."
The real Risha can't stand to react like this.
Well, it was a pretty good time.
I played with Lisa's tits.
It's like coming to a peaceful ranch.
"So now... the next punishment..."
"What? Are you expecting a punishment, Risha?"
- Shoo!
Take your hands off Risha's tits and smash her ass once.
"Argh!"
Ritchie's heels were so sharp that she could hear a little as if she had been struck by lightning, and she made such a cute sound.
Now that the milking punishment is over, the spanking begins.
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