Goddess, Help Me!

"You're finally up, Dute."

One day, when I woke up - the silese was back in the “old” silese.

"Hey, I'm thirsty. Make some tea."

She comes to order as a matter of course with an innocent smile.

I stared back at her confused.

... cloudy memories?

Or has your memory vanished since you lost your Horn of Kings?

Trouble. What shall we do about it?

When I was a half demon, I had a defiant attitude towards Silese to avoid being enlightened about my love... but until I was clear about what kind of mental state she was in right now, would this one refrain from expressing her affection as it was then...?

When I decided on the policy for now, I got up from my bedroom disguised as being unwilling.

Carefully clean her hands and feet with the water and cloth she carried in, and lift the luscious limb just clumped together the thin cloth to the bench.

Sirese put her legs together and sipped the tea I had offered, prompting me with her gaze.

She turns to her front with a body such as reluctance and pokes a knee.

... This was a basic attitude at the time when I was a half demon. I miss you.

I've had more chances to get her on my knees lately, but I have no resistance to this posture because serving her is and always has been my greatest pleasure.

I lay my eyes down and my luxurious toes are shaking.

I bent over and tangled my tongue there.

Because I've been licking my legs a lot lately to stir up her shame, or I still include my toes in my mouth in an unconsciously flowing motion - and shortly afterwards, I got slapped on the cheek by a foot that came out of my mouth.

"Don't do anything unsolicited"

"Huh..."

If you just scold him, it would still be a humiliating maneuver from the side, such as slapping him on the cheek with his leg.

But the emotions that sprung up in my chest were not anger or remorse but relief.

I can tell by the words.

Even though it was about the extent of a gentle tap on the back of my leg, Silese gave me a look that cared for this one, albeit for just a moment. Quickly slamming my jaw with my toes is scary, too.

Old...... couscous If she's been making me kneel laughing, caressing my groin with her legs, stirring up shame and pleasure, she won't move to this extent.

I mean, the whole series of actions is acting.

As for the queenly silese, as well as the nascent girlfriend since she woke up, she couldn't help but be horrified to find out that it wasn't the clouding or disappearance of her memory.

She may have regained another, everyday memory of the past.

And today's girlfriend apparently wants an "old obedience".

"Hey, I'm hungry"

"Huh... not now. Later."

I missed my gaze from her.

Tighten up consciously the look that is going to loosen up.

How would she react if I said, 'My lord, your face is red' here? Such a prank springs up.

But I'm her loyal servant. I need to give you all the ride on this adorable play.

- Then one day, I went out with the Silese act.

She doesn't understand.

That the only difference between the past and the present is the difference between hiding or exposing emotions.

Both have a love for her at their root.

I want to risk my life to protect, to be merciful enough to wander, to love with all my might is the same.

It is not bitter to look after her in a worthy way, but rather so pleasant that her appetite for exclusivity is satisfied reasonably well.

I spoiled my beloved goddess in an orderly tone with great joy.

"... how long will this mess last?

At the end of the day, I asked, massaging all over her body in between.

Then she lay down and jumped up, turning this way over her shoulder.

"You noticed? Since when?

"From the beginning"

Slowly covered in a beautiful limb without a thread, whispering in his ear.

"Are there no rewards for the half demons who have devoted themselves to the Lord?... No,"

"Due, wait......!

Nodding his tongue, he plays his cute tip with his fingers as he rocks his chest swell with his hands.

He turned his arms around his thin hips and lifted them up gleefully, stroking the secret and applying the slutty nectar tangled in his fingers to the flower core.

If constant stimulation is provided for all sensitive places, the body obedient to pleasure will instantly wander.

"Give me a reward for making me feel old."

Embracing her from behind, she stuck her audacious standing in a muddle, fueled by the festivities.

"Ha, ah!

Wear it forcefully through your body without giving you time to breathe, and blame it on the momentum that devours all of it.

The whisper is pleasing to my ears as I increase the sweetness to respond to the rhythm.

The pleasure flowing in from the place of contact tasted superb.