Goddess, Help Me!

Quiet voice. I tilt my neck as a kyoton to a meaningful question.

……

"Have you not remembered, or have you simply forgotten... this is the first time I have given you a pet. I will sit in the dress you wore"

"Eh."

I rely on my memory to update it and it's not exactly the same thing, but I added that Medismurt raised his hips slightly.

Long fingers sully pull out gloves that remain embedded in one side.

They took both wrists as they were and put them together behind their heads.

"When the goddess woke up, I was thinking about calling this one up and if it seemed like Xing would ride it, I would do a reproduction of it at the time.... but I changed my mind. You can't do that without remembering."

"?...... Huh!?

The hand you put together is wrapped in something warm. A moment later I felt uncomfortable. It's like they put adhesive on me, no matter how much force I put... my hands can't get out of my head.

I try to stand up unexpectedly and feel uncomfortable again. No matter how many legs you step on, your body won't lift. I can't get away from the back of a bench like my spinal cord was sewn to a stop.

Medismult, who retreated from me, knelt on the lug again.

"... hey..."

Keep people tied up and grounded!

"In awe...... I want you to hang out with my servant's plays for a while. I promise not to scratch you, so whatever."

"What the...!?

"If you sit in the application of the art of junctions. I can't help you now."

Shoes are carefully removed by a man with a slightly raised face. A thin sock (stocking) fastened with a thigh was suffocated by a hand sneaking up from the hem of the dress.

"Ugh..."

"Nevertheless... even with rapprochement, day and night, this is how I am still returned with my initial reaction. You look really cute. It's an art, no miracle, to have a luscious body familiar with pleasure combined with a spirit like your biological daughter. … so I decided to do the opposite. I would like to give you back what I gave you."

"Do it, let go of me. Whoa...!

"At the time I was also admonished with both hands, as you are now...... you will sit nostalgic. I'm so sorry you don't remember."

Close your inner legs tightly in a hurry. The red balls looking up at this one glowed glossy.

"Come on, you can't just close it and move on, can you? - Open your legs."

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Only panniers were cleverly removed from the dress. Legs hidden in a chunky fabric can be spread wide from left to right.

"Don't be so nervous. Because I'll please you."

'Don't be so anxious. It's a pleasant thing to do now. "

I felt my former voice overlap with the voice of Medismult, who looked down closely at my underwear.

... somehow, there's something caught in my memory.

Pushing down a young, luminous limb just after he welcomed an adult, tying an innocent man who didn't know a woman to his bed, I...

"Shall we recreate the blindfold, too?... No, you don't have rainbow eyes to hide, more so."

Secrets stripped of underwear are exposed to the outside air. The young man raised his mouth angle as he wrapped up his dress.

"At that time, I was naked in my upper body, and I was stripped down halfway. I can't be faithful, but let's just keep the atmosphere close."

"Ha, wait...!

My hands hang on my spine and chest. The back fastener was removed halfway through, and Biscuit, without a shoulder strap, was lowered with no hesitation by his hand. Zero bouncing swell accompanied by thin lips.

A high voice leaked as he was sucked into the valley.

Is it so embarrassing to be taken off halfway......!

I can't stand the shame that springs up and focus on my legs. But it was stopped before it closed completely.

As I blame the resistance, the lips crawling through my chest suck tightly on the swelling and scatter new marks.

The hand holding the left and right inner legs searched the boundary between the bare skin and the stockings.

"... Mae, sae, eh..."

"It's Dute.... you'd feel better remembering the old days, right?

I laugh when the beauty bass is crunchy.

The red tongue licked the soft skin around. It would be deliberate to pass away from the colored tips. The hand wandering the thigh also changes direction at the critical place without going as far between the legs.

After all the stimuli, I was unconsciously rocking my hips.

I grinned deeply all the time. Medismurt and his gaze match and there is blood on my head.

"You haven't even touched it here, but it's already wet, huh?

"You got a boner before you touched it... it looks delicious"

The young man looking behind the wrinkled dress is in a good mood. Feeling his gaze, Trolley and Shizuku poured out of his body again.

My back hurts and I can't feel it.

"Dew, you know... eh"

You can let go of reason once you've been pierced.

I can't lose my shame as it is.

My body complains that I want to connect quickly and that I want to feel a man's temperature deep down. But I really can't get the word through my throat.

Both hands remain restrained at the back of the head, even if shown with attitude, and both legs remain grabbed and opened.

I can't do anything from myself, my whole body just gets hungry.

... So when I finally got a touch of a sensitive place to squirm and pulse for direct stimulation, I returned an incredibly large response.

"Ahhh!

A sweet whisper echoes indoors.

Medismult, who suppressed his bicum and bouncing hips with one hand, swayed his other hand into small pieces. A wet fingertip sprouts with mine. At the same time the tip of his chest was abused with his lips and tongue.

"Ahhh, ahhh...!

I can only sneer and be bored by the sharp pleasures I get from all over my body.

"Let's get you there first. We have plenty of time. A slutty body can reach you as many times as you want, right?

'I'll let you get there once. I tasted it, too. Young bodies give you momentum, don't they?

Beauty descends into the lower body away from the sucking chest protrusion with a chuckling sound.

Hot tongues crawled around wet secret cracks as they licked trolls and overflowing Shizukuishi from the body.

My spine tingles. The pleasure of running from waist to body seems poisonous. Without his caress, I'd be dry and dry, I'm going to have that illusion.... No, maybe already, that's how my body has been recreated. by the hand of Medismult.

"Do it, Dew, no... also,... ahhhhh..."

It is rapidly elevated to the tip of the tongue kneading long fingers and flower buds that repeatedly pluck out. The stimulus I've been waiting for is too abrupt, sharp, and closer to the limit than usual. Tears seep.

His teeth were placed on a twisted and puffy flower bud, and his expensive body quickly exceeded his height.

"- Eh!"

You must have noticed me reaching without a voice. Medismurt keeps fingering inside.

"Hey! Ah, ah!

"You just said, 'Whatever you want'"

If I'm given all the pleasure of staying too sharp, I'm going crazy.

... I've just reached the limit, but they take me to the limit again.

"Hey, how are you feeling right now? I feel good and crazy, being restrained and exposed like a former servant."

"... ahhh... ahhh!

My fingers rub up the inner walls as I make a sticky water sound. Another finger squeezed to crush the flower buds.

My hips bounce on their own. I can't control myself anymore.

Medicine mults penetrated the tip of the chest, which bounced to match the limbs that trembled. Tough sucked, sweet bitten and scented treble falls out of his nose.

I wonder why all the joy springs up when strong irritation is so close to pain. I can't stand wanting more. I wish to be driven mad at his hands. I may already be somewhere suspicious.

"The dress in the corner is a mess with nasty honey. You horrible, feel-good slut. My fingers taste so good?

I shake my head again and again, gasping.

What I really want is not my fingers. I still feel good about it, but I don't like it. I want to be pierced to the back of my body.

I'm not satisfied with the minimum touch I need anymore. I want to feel Medismult's temperature all over my body -

"Huh... what... greed, eh...!

Manage to blow away the remaining rationality and lightening odor and squeeze out the words you insist on. My cheeks are hot. I knew I was really embarrassed. But the voice I ask for is honesty.

I look down at a man who persists in attacking all sensitive areas with his hands and tongue, with a bright red ripe face.

Then the thin lip he was talking about as he clasped his protrusion was abusive from his chest - away.

The finger that wears the inside is also pulled out.

A small distance was created between me and him.

"... I'm just letting them do it, right?

Ni, and a young man with a raised corner of his mouth licks his tongue. I was stunned by Medismurt, who started looking at this one half step away from the bench.

Repeat shallow breathing.

Up and down to the chest, the tangled abdomen of the dress, the legs that remain spread out to the left and right, and the wet spot in its center - a licking gaze crawls over the skin.

"I was forced to be patient the first time I put it out. You're the one who taught my body how to beat me to death after pleasure."

Red balls don't feel the temperature even though they look wet in greed.

In a cold gaze, the body I was wearing was zapped cold. There is an unspoken rush.

I tried my best to get out of my hand, but my elbow just swayed faintly and I can't break the commandment. He closed his inner legs and rubbed them together, looking up at Medismurt with trembling.

"Keep this...!

"Later."

A long index finger strokes his tight thigh. But it leaves immediately, and leaves with the tip of his chest only for a moment.

A finger, conveying from side to clavicle and neck muscle, followed his lips and went away as he combed his dark hair where he touched from cheek to horn.

The inorganic sound of removing the ornament echoes around you.

I can't move. I can't move.

I was in a hurry, teething, and my tears wore off zero after biting my lips I couldn't stand it.