Half-elves Fall in Love

Push the totally weakened resistance Almeida onto the pillow and nail it with a kiss.

I guess if you shake your head, you'll get away easily, but Almeida doesn't look like she's getting away.

"It's a sloppy face"

"Wow, me, yes... no... mmm"

I kiss Almeida again trying to make some excuses.

Do you stop thinking when you're kissed, or when you let go of your lips again, you won't be able to continue your words with a boisterous face.

That's funny, every time Almeida comes up with something and tries to say it, she lets it down and stops and plays with the words over and over again.

I wish I could avoid Almeida as well or speak forcefully, but I can't end up saying a word because every time I approach my lips it's something that pulls me in and spoils me for a kiss.

Covered in unwrapped naked Almeida, keep playing like that for about ten minutes.

"Ha... Ha..."

Almeida's breath comes up.

I can see my whole body gently sweating, slightly peachy stained, and growing excitement.

Though, it's the same with me that I'm excited.

The penis, dangling over Almeida's waist, is hardened without being hidden.

Whenever that hot chunk of meat that sometimes passes through the skin of the thighs and hips and caresses bounces bikun, Almeida is unresponsive... no, you imagine having intercourse after this while scorching the core of your body to your expectations.

"Almeida......"

"... A, Andy... Smythson..."

"It's time to get inside you."

"... eh..."

I stop sucking Almeida's lips without any art trying to say something reflexively, and I let Almeida's legs open and slide her own hips in.

Its ankles, which produce a half-person speed, still do not erase the feminine softness and beauty. The same goes for Mr. Deane, Angelos and Lyla, but I don't have to wonder what's going on.

Of Almeida, who moaned with her fingers, caressed her repeatedly, and moaned again with a kiss, she waited and relaxed for the man.

"Almeida, can you see it? My penis is diving into your slut hole."

"Mm-hmm... Awwww!!

When I get here, I don't dare take confirmation.

Half-feared, half-feared Almeida's crotch, I lightly ignite my seemingly non- (fake) sad soul at some point, while carefully rubbing my penis and locating it and pushing it.

"Ugh... Ugh...!!

"Coming in... Look, I'm touching a seed juice bag in your belly"

"Ha, I don't know about the seed juice bag... at least, child bag..."

"Are you willing to hold your child here?... Otherwise a bag for storing seed juice would be fine?

"There is... there is...!

Almeida gets her arm grabbed by me and regresses to the girl's tone as she gets her tits slapped.

Mouth my desire for my mother as I retreat to the girl.

"Kids... Aka-chan, shin... one day, I will...! Someday, someday... here, here, no...!!

Guru, with a face like a fever, Almeida uses my penis to point me to the place.

"So it's not Tanebukuro...... properly, child bag........................!!

"Okay, okay.... correction, in your belly,"

Grr, hit the dick.

The crisp feel of the uterine mouth and the vaginal leeches that are still unfamiliar with my penis make my turtle head soaked with pleasure.

"Ugh...!

"I'm going to sow it in this bag..."

"... put it on..."

Cuw, and the vagina tightens. It feels more like a tremor than a yip.

Do you remember what it felt like when you poured a lot into me before?

"Ha...!

"Oh, don't tighten it."

"And once in a while... you just happen to be inside..."

Almeida turns away and squeals in a sweet, fine voice, unimaginable from her usual Rin voice.

"So, just go away... because it feels so good, I gave it to you and I'll laugh at you..."

"Do I have to laugh? Even though I'm pregnant?

"Oh, there's no way I can be conceived of your weak child..."

It was a mess of reason, but apparently the theoretical arming in me.

"My... how dare you conceive me with such, human, momentum only sperm... if you can do it... you porn demon...!!

"I'll try."

♪

I wish I had the feeling that I was stepping into the trap zone unconstitutionally, but can anyone who can say that and say "I'm going to stop" while this beautiful elf knight penetrates my roots be a man?

Say it.

I keep my whole body in Almeida, crushing those relatively large tits with my own chest, arms in my smaller back than I thought, cuddling and enjoying that ass with my palms.

At the beginning, he waves his hips slowly to taste and gradually increases his speed to blame.

"Ha... ahhh... wow, bodily... no... no... no..."

Almeida honestly accepts its hardness and heat of me, its disappointing movements, and begins to whisper like a nasal exhale.

At some point, he even wrapped his hands around my back.

... In the end, maybe she misses human skin too.

"Hehe... if I'm really pregnant, what are you going to call my mother...?

"Huh...?

He whispers to Almeida as he hugs Almeida and waves his hips up and thrusts his uterus.

"... ahhh... I don't know, I don't know, I don't know..."

Guchuguchu and Gushigishi and.

Almeida flies the focus of her eyes just a little farther, flirting her thoughts with the pleasure of being sent constantly.

"... eh..."

Zokri, trembling, is transmitted to the arms held tight.

"... welcome, will you... quite...?

"............... it's about my mother, so I'll probably get mad, but be...!!

"... uh, yeah..."

Though not an answer to the question, at least my mother in my memory, I'm sure.

Slowly hug Almeida, she'll be happy.

"I'll get it out... Ha, ha... I'll get it out, Almeida, your bag, I'll use it...!

"Ugh... try it, use it... my, hungry...!!

Bikun, Bikupikun, and Almeida start cramping.

"... no, no... I knew I couldn't handle anything anymore...!!

My penis repeatedly walks in and out at a rate that makes Almeida's vagina crawl, devours pleasure and makes me expect more heights, quicker hips.

To that intense pleasure Almeida finally gave up her thoughts. It would be better for him to have it.

And I don't hesitate to push my penis into Almeida's child bag, impersonating it, letting it slip in.

"Oh, kuha......!!

"Ah, ah, ah, ah...!!

Eventually, he starts ejaculating.

The buick buick and the sperm spit out deep into her is not a big deal compared to having sex in the north woods one day.

but that pukes in the mouth of the uterus makes her supreme.

And Almeida fainted happily.

... while those eyes completely lose focus and feel their bodies relax.

"Ha... ha..."

I breathe.

"... let's see"

As declared, resume sex with her while she remains stunned.

It was actually fifteen minutes later that Almeida, relaxed like a doll, had regained consciousness, and she had just taken the third shot without pulling it out.

"Ugh... Ugh...?

"Morning Almeida. Let me keep going."

"... uh, eh... ahh, no... no more... hmmm!?

Almeida gets grown up even though blocking her mouth with a kiss makes her eyes black and white.

I keep moving and stun Almeida even more.

... I poured it into that uterus about six times in total and fell asleep trying as hard as I could.

The next day.

"Dear Andy..."

"Hey, get up, Andy Smythson. Wake up."

"Hmmm...?

I woke up unconsciously handling my morning stand in Almeida.

Almeida's hurried face when blurry faces are raised. I realize I was falling asleep with a hug, and I grab those tits at the end of things.

"Ya, I'm done with that. People will be watching."

……

Maia looked in trouble when she turned her face to the side.

I remember because I fought Almeida once, and I guess you want to ask me why that is having sex with me here and now... I pulled into my room earlier yesterday than the Red Arm came, and I think I was liquoring with liquor that was in the brewery in the basement.

"... uh, can I explain after one shot?

"Yeah."

"Wait! Do you keep being watched, Andy Smythson!?

"I think I'll be out in a little while, so bear with me a little bit."

"Oh, no, no, hey... mmm"

He also controls the resistant Almeida with a kiss to pour in a single shot of waking up and out.

I got a gen tip after I finished and changed. It didn't hurt much, but Almeida was half crying.

You shy bastard.

After Almeida leaves, I'll give Maia an explanation that doesn't seem like an explanation.

"In summary, you were convinced that Master Andy was annoying and guilty," and the question remains whether that would have been good as an explanation, but that would have been.

When I went to the dining room with Maia, took an oddly large amount of breakfast of examples, and then went out to the garden to see the workshop again, Angelos and Tetes, Aurora and Naris were doing a punch and arch.

"Oh, don't be so smart."

"... Andy. Good morning."

Angelos, who meets alone and then distances himself from Tetes and lowers his sword.

"What do you say?

Asked in a vague way about how well she was doing and how strong Tetes was, Angelos laughed with a good understanding.

"That's pretty good."

"Eh heh. Angelos is quite a dozen."

Have you not shown your hand, or are you both spare or invincible?

Looking at Aurora and Naris continuing the meeting, this one didn't seem to be at full strength either.

Aurora, who waves two swords like she dances, and Naris, who likewise receives them with two swords. Magnificence raises armaments on Aurora, but Naris is never going to suffer either.

"Hmm.... that was a stain on your eyes"

"No, no... I've never seen such a duplicity before, Aurora Ten."

"Alas. Which way did you learn Mr. Naris' sword wrestling?

"It's selfish."

Naris puts down his sword. Instead, take the spear that was around it. It's as short as Almeida's.

"Now can I try it over here?

"... Wasn't duplicity a style?

Aurora or frowning, but Naris scratches his head ahahaha.

I was instrumentally poor.

"Instrumentally poor?"

"I'm obsessed with this. I don't have a weapon. I don't like weapons."

Turn the circle and the spear, and let it stand. That gesture is certainly not at stake.

"I've been poor for a long time, and even when I was a labyrinth adventurer, I was abusive with other people's backs and pickups. Strongly speaking, I'm the best at bows."

"... it's a red arm, right?

"Red Arm, though."

Gauntlet Nights consists of experts in avant-garde combat. The Archer is a different frame.

"So why are you doing red arms? Me too. Ah, shit. If only the avant-garde unit hadn't escaped. Unless the squadron leader sees me beating you with a demon and a hammer on purpose. So if I hadn't even been sent avant-garde on my own, I would normally have remained a bowman by now. No, I don't mind if my salary went up."

"... what an amazing background..."

Absolutely.

"I mean, Naris."

"What is it, Smythson? Ten. Three sizes is a secret."

"No, that's another time.... What kind of family are you?

"Come on?"

Naris tilted her neck and laughed.

"Oh, my God."

"No, I really don't. I think it's a family member somewhere in the south. He died before his parents taught him, and since then, he's been a surviving childhood for us to talk about."

"My parents... are dead? No, still a fellow forester or something."

"They burned every forest, didn't they? Fire Dragon War Era"

Naris scratched his head and sighed taher.

"I don't think you have to bother putting me on a dragon convincing mission. No, no, no. I don't think you have to put me on an escort mission. Well, it's my job."

"Persuasion...?

"Oh, I thought you didn't say this, Chief Smythson. Ten. To what I didn't ask you about now! How many sassy, animal, harmless faces are you interrupting the conversation in the first place! You woke up and talked to me in the mood!

"Don't cut me! He was talking to Aurora. Either way, the plane's out!

"Oh, my God. If you ask me!

Stupid.

Naris sighs and reveals his story.

"... Dragon, I was wondering if you could lend it to me. It sounds like Buster the Great Knight is after me."

"To what?"

"To what... is that it? Smythson, don't you know the ten chiefs? No."

"Around next month, all of Renfangas can be overflowing with demons. It's soyu season.... if you want the help of a dragon... hey?

In the morning sun.

Bikini armor is also from the mouth of a blinding elf girl.

Something came up that I couldn't miss hearing about.

(cont 'd)