Goddess, Help Me!

His hair was loosely combed from forehead to back, opening his tongue, which was tangled.

Breathing shallow and repeated is hot.

"Mae......"

I can't divert my gaze from the red balls shooting through this one.

What should I do? My whole body hurts just staring at me by Medismult. I'm in a hurry.

... Oh well, I suddenly understood in the corner of my feverish head. The discomfort that was smoking falls ston deep into the body and tames it.

He's not a former bloodsucker right now. Succubus Demon King Medicine Mult.

And I am no longer king. A fragile succubus with only a medium or maybe less power.

The relationship between the two is normal, unlike before. Yet you felt uncomfortable because you think the same flow continues from the past?

In the past I was in the vanguard. Tie him with your gaze, let him impart power to the body fluids he gives and stir up the males. Medismult back then must have been fallen into pleasure with no explanation.

But now my position is reversed.

I guess I've already absorbed my knowledge as a succubus. The effect of the king's gaze on others also lays eyes on me and lips after knowing everything about how kissing makes them feel.

I'm sure he knows what I'm craving right now so he can take it. Because my condition right now is probably the same as the medismults of the past.

... but I have experienced several skin touches since I woke up. Yet I don't think my body ever dried up and starved so rapidly.

"Mae... Dute, eh"

With the help of thick water, Medismurt adds a caress to his skin. I felt painful inside just because I could stroke it.

I'm a little scared that I won't be able to hold my teeth.

Dressed across his hips, his mind and body bounce badly when there is something accidentally touching between his legs.

Is it deliberate or coincidental to let my secret place plunder my raised incisions? Though deluded in the water, it will surely overflow its own body fluids from the lower limbs.

A masculine, versed finger swayed both breasts to enjoy the elasticity. The tip is sharply bounced and my breath is gently clogged. There was a queer force in the back of my hips.

"Ah, ha..."

"... what a beautiful face to stain with pleasure"

The youth smiles as the colour drips from the narrowed eye area.

Red balls wet with greed seem to see me through everything.

"Ah... hey..."

He stumbled on him unexpectedly because of the dust and tip. Shake the face buried in the neck muscle small, left and right.

I still can't get out of shame. Embarrassing. Yet what feels like that is the heart. Skin lusciously uplifts him in the back and invites him.

"I think I know just a little bit about your feelings."

I said and a man laughed at me.

Fingers that sink into the swell slip sullenly to the side. Lifted up lightly like a child.

I panic from my lower abdomen by being exposed to the water above me. Doppu, and the body lifted from the water accidentally weighed back and his torso snapped. The fountain waves heavily.

The beauty of looking up at me from the bottom seems like a heartfelt pleasure.

I can support my hips with one hand turned back. The other hand dived nulluri between his legs.

"When I'm resisted, - I want to make you give in"

"Amen......!

The hand, which was trying to grab both shoulders of Medismult in order to maintain balance himself, drifted off his shoulder to the back of his head with unexpected pleasure. I slipped my finger into my moist, wet hair and scratched it.

Medicine Mult interpreted that he was forced to continue even though he only stuck to what was in front of him. A man's hot tongue buried in the valley of his chest licks and crawls his soft skin.

Young people's fingers don't stop between caresses on their breasts either. The fingertips that were shaking the flower buds into small pieces sank into the back of the secret crack.

"Oh... already, so hot and ripe..."

"Ha, ha... Huh!

"If that's what you've been waiting for, say so."

It conveys vividly the feeling of rubbing up walls from the inside. My spine was sweetly paralyzed. Every time I get scratched inside, I tighten Medismult's fingers.

The swelling crept all around me. The tip is abused on his tongue in his mouth.

"Oh, ah... no... no, no...!

I know it's not true at all when I say it between whispers. But I really can't....... I feel too hard.

Even though Corcela drained her health by taking her outside the castle, she couldn't make it about the exact attack.

It's going to be too comfortable and crazy when you get stuck after all the sensitive places.

"To say no, uh... your body seems happy? tangled so hot in my fingers......"

Hips fleeing with reflexes are already under his control. Easily held down no matter how many times you jump, and wore even more inside.

I am not lost in the fingers that are plucked out of the gutter. Target and offend my particularly weak spot. A body known to the young man shook up in a gust with a strong sense of comfort. The fragrant voice can't stop coming out of my mouth on its own.

"Ah... mai, eh... ah...!

"Be honest. You want me."

Medismult whispers at me wheezing. Beautiful bass that trembles the tympanic membrane seems to melt the core of the head.

No, it's not.

I don't hate the act itself... I just...

"Also, no... oh, hey, sweetie, do... ahhh!

"Huh... adorable to the point of a forced contract"

- He was right. I told him to be honest and be nice.

Instead of slowing the movement, fingers sunk in the crack rub up the inner wall more and more forcefully. Medismurt's breath is rough.

Hot eyes. Wet face in greed. I'm bringing out this look.

Her eyes crossed and her chest tightened.

"Wow, but... it's weird..."

"Has your skin become more sensitive than before...? Aren't you glad?"

My skin...?

I wonder if that's why I feel so happy.

Does it also matter if I'm just thrilled to be stuck and feel a little uncut for some reason...?

"Hih, ah...!

The upper-midismult peeks at the red tongue with his gaze in alignment. I was stuck in my chest, and I licked it slowly so that I couldn't get the tip.

"... gentle, is this what..."

"Mm, no...... messing around...... eh!

A puffy, colored protuberance wets with a man's saliva.

Differently attracted, the stirred body tightened its fingers in the body one step at a time.

"Out of my heart, I serve you in good faith... see, this is how"

"Oh, mmm......!

A finger rubbing up inside moves apart. At the same time, the flower buds were gently caught and sparks scattered across my vision.

Shame is still there. I'm going to lose sight of myself because I'm attacked by strong comfort. That's why I just told him to give it a break... 'I want more' and the other me in my head growls bored and screams.

I didn't know myself.

"Your beautiful and glossy body can't be satisfied with just your fingers serving. Come on... say it with your greedy wet face, eh... he wants to be offended by me"

You can't reach it with your fingers, you want to be pierced back, right?

So whispering Medismurt's breathing is also disturbing.

"Dew,... meh..."

- Even if the Succubus are sensitive to sex moves and the associated changes in pleasure, they never have romantic feelings about themselves. Because if you're in love with someone, you can't eat.

Previously, the purpose of rapprochement with him was "to eat" and "to increase strength".... but I can't believe I didn't know about this emotion anymore.

When I used to call him "Dute," and now I'm calling him "Mr. Mae," it's the same guy who doesn't want me to stop.

... Oh well. Me...

Understanding came abruptly.

"I like it... I like it... ahhh!

Pleasant, happy, happy, overflowing with the urge to gush.

The word spinning to be thrust and moved by something was the first confession of love in my life.

Perhaps he himself was stirred up by his words. The body continued to be flabbergasted with words spoken triggering the limit.

Bitterness trembles, tightening hard fingers as they remain buried again and again, before the limbs slowly relax.

The man who took me forcefully to heights - Medismurt - was staring at me with a surprising look at the red balls.

"I can't believe that word comes out of your mouth... by a daughter from another world, have you been impressed...?

Maybe he was influenced by "Sy" as he put it. Because at the time I jumped into consciousness she was a college student and she was repeatedly joyful and worried every day about her one-sided opponent...

"Chip."

Returning from surprise, Medismurt closed his eyebrow roots tightly. I get smashed in the tongue and my shoulders jump in a freak. The long fingers slit away.

Floating in beauty is an angry, indulgent look. Reason returns little by little to the ripe head dominated by comfort.

... offended you? Didn't you like it?

Is the current situation a mere supply act for Medismult?

I haven't had a body in a long time, so let's hold it, just an interest in something like that?

Did they tell you they liked it and you chilled it?

I was shredded to continue because I was floating in good shape...?

I thought they were taking care of it. I thought they were protecting me too much.

But that's because I used to be the lord of Medismult? Because he's a former horny demon king? Or because you have one of his king horns?

... didn't you have feelings similar to mine?

"Oh, of... me..."

"Don't say."

I managed to get the word out in the thought of circling around. But before it takes shape, I take hold of it and hold my mouth.

My heart was hitting the early bell in a different way until a few moments ago.

My face, which hits my neck muscle, breathes loudly several times.

I reached for my hips again, like I said it was a remodel. Skin adheres closely, guided by the spinning arm.

"... you always are. I'll take the liberty of dining before I tell you anything."

I'm angry, not... obstinate?