Half-elves Fall in Love

Immediately above the Sacred Beast Labyrinth, a house had been built for Blakecore to live in.

Because of its infinite vitality, which it receives through the labyrinth from nature, the Holy Beast requires no sleep, no rest, no wealth, no meal… or nothing at all for Blakecore, the Horse of the Horn in the first place.

but it would be a necessary facility for a breakcore that has only recently taken human form, which seems to have recently been built by adventurous elf aspirations.

"Here for now. It'll be inconvenient as it is, and take it off."

"Oh, wow."

Breakcore prompted me to take it off below. I don't know how it worked, Chinko had an erection in the ginguin and the starting juice was overflowing with toctok like an old man's tight piss.

Even with the effort to tighten the urethra and stop it, it just erupts unnecessarily bitterly. I can't hit my hand.

"Ho, this is not a place, my lord owner."

"I know!

It makes me sad to know what it's like to be a middle-aged man to bring.

"I'll clean it later."

The breakcore I tell Eagle Deep looks like a goddess.

"I don't want to have it. When did Dr. Hilda tell you there were kids in the juice?"

"Hmm. Interesting."

Jeanne and Irina kneel before me. Oh, even though I'm unconscious, my penis jumps and Jeanne takes a little bit of running juice ahead of me.

"Wow, that's awesome."

"Let the lower body magic of Lord Hilda be "

Sperm hell, no patience juice. Something like hell?

... It's not sadly cool.

Besides, my whole body is so hot.

The energy poured on him also acts on his penis, but honestly his whole body pulses with dokundokun.

The power that's all overflowing. I don't even feel fine dust such as cravings for laziness such as sleeping, eating, resting, etc.

If you are always filled with such power, it is not strange that the digestive system of the Holy Beast should degenerate. I don't need that.

Clear consciousness is Mr. Hilda's poison...... no, no, it's not the same as medicine, but I still also feel the anxiety of having to do something. It's bad for my mind that I have extra power and no place to spit out.

Is this the sense of consciousness felt by the Holy Beast?

Even though all the instincts about survival are met, I have too much power to do anything about it. I guess if you strengthen your mind, you can recieve that oppression, but now you don't even know the result of it turning and running all over madness and paper.

Hot. A beat beats your body from within.

Time is running late. It's hard to wait.

"Wow, we're still out."

"I don't know if you're okay with this much juice..."

"Don't be... Atashi, Peter's brother or sister will make it here."

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

"Ugh. If you get a little penetration for this minute, you'll be hungry soon. Can't you do it after that?

"Wow, that's the same thing."

"Please don't talk to me strangely. That's okay, so let's both get our asses out of here. If you want it so bad, I'll do it until you don't like it."

"Phew!?

"La, the rampage is nashi, I like today's clothes. Yup."

Zulu down the two pants.

Putting your pants down to your knees.

I kind of feel like "the only thing I need is my groin" and it burns a bit better if I don't take it all off. I mean, even though my consciousness is clear, it's not cool with me.

Put your hands on the wall and line them up.

"Aww... hehe, Koyu Andy is beautiful too"

"Well, it's not silly."

Jeanne and Irina. Two people who even my female slaves look especially younger.

Those two little balls stick their little balls out at me, turning around with the kind of eyes you'd expect.

Roll.

The full force boils down.

"Ya gonna do it? 'Cause I'm gonna offend you till I really hate you, okay?

Though the blood is boiling, the brain miso doesn't get that much momentum, so I'll stick with it for the final confirmation.

"... what are you doing up there, over this period?"

"Don't worry about it. Yes, the belly of an athlete is reserved for Andy's children."

Irina groans with a ragged, lit blush, and Jeanne invites herself completely to be Onna's face.

Although Jeanne is obviously younger in appearance, the reaction is cap fun around adults.

"Well... for now, we're going from Irina"

"Ugh, um... Huh..."

Jiubu, and Irina grab her little hips with both hands and push her penis in.

That vagina, small and nascent, deserves the expression breaking in.

Irina is claw-facing but still has a low hip position, and I bend my knees and spread my legs a lot, waving my hips in a bad shape. While I calmly imagine myself like such an asshole somewhere, I get someone to hit me with extra power, my hips tremble at the joy of that opponent being an extinct famous vessel, and the leading juice dobotobs out.

"Fugu, uhh... Su, Lord Smythson, if you do it, I'm worried about the juice... fuuuuuuuuuu!

"I'm not stopping, motherfucker... be patient!

"... and don't worry about the frizz for a lot of juice... haha,... it sounds terrible..."

"Ah, that sounds nasty."

Jeanne laughs nigga waiting next door.

I was listening to them in an environmentally sound way, but they did have some pretty bad product sounds from the groin between the two of them, like a guppo or a buppu.

And the overflowing mixture of love liquid and running ahead drips off bucha bucha on Irina's knee underwear and is unnecessarily dirty. I'm going to be blamed for not being able to take it off later.

but such disloyalty also helps accelerate pleasure.

"Ah, Irina... even at this moment, you, you may be pregnant...!

"Ahhh, uhh... huh? Hey, what...?

"Talk about Mr. Hilda..."

"... still, well... this is all I get poured in like a toilet and I'm not surprised when I'm pregnant... don't worry..."

"Perverted Family Longer"

"What... this, uh... stunning, heroic..."

"... complimenting you?

"... heck, it's demeaning"

The girl gets stuffy whilst speaking ill that hasn't spoken ill about her inability to make a calm decision while her uterus is jammed into her cub.

I, too, shook my hips unknowingly tired, dazzled by the sexual pleasures that struck me from time to time, and.

"Irina... get out...!!

"Ugh... leave it out, no... ahhh..."

I couldn't tell the difference between the juice and the semen myself, and I shook and shook to the top.

Pull your penis out of Irina, who exposes her lower body to misery, as if bathed in water, and offend her neighbor Jeanne.

When I looked at the window, the sun was setting. Outside, a bonfire is burning.

Feeling comfortable with the clear air of the forest, she pushes her penis into the healthy vagina of her tiniest lover, a female slave.

Anyway, it was Jeanne's vagina that was narrow, but now there's also room for a kind of sexual skill pinch in tightening it with the meridians, and the 3D hipster pleases me.

You're not the first to get pregnant with my child in Dada. That hipster shows more love and desire.

I want to connect deeper. I want to make more kids. I want to love each other more heartily. To the point of sucking.

Such Jeanne's thoughts come from the movements of her hips themselves.

"Ha ha ha, Andy, Andy's seeding me again..."

"Oh... Jeanne, Jeanne... you are my beautiful female slave... I love you, you can have more!

"Aha, I'm going to give birth, I'm going to give birth more and more... ♪ I'm going to give birth to your husband's child... ♪"

Fallen conversation while actively pressing each other's hips.

Sharon whispers her doubts with a blur when she was listening to it.

"Slave... called slave, seems so happy..."

And I can hear Lyla answering.

"Ho, the forms of love are different. In Jeanne, there's more to believing than marriage."

"You, too, are still...?

"Well. There is no connection to the dragon. You can keep them or they can keep them. No one knows which is happier, that. Then I decided that the man would keep me for the rest of my life... and I haven't regretted it once."

…………

Even after the two of them get strangely quiet, I keep offending Jeanne as she constantly tokens down the run, and in no time, the juice between the two flushes makes Jeanne's pants gussy as well.

And.

"Andy, Andy... push it deeper..."

"Come on, if you put any more..."

"Yeah well... wow"

Even though I hesitate for a moment, Jeanne's momentum of hips moves me beyond the limit... penis enters through the mouth of the womb.

A little bit ahead of the uterus. I trembled at the unexpected sensation, strength in my lower back, juice scattered directly into my token and uterus.

"Ji, Jeanne!?

"I'm just... in the back, Andy..."

Jeanne's painful, but tranced face numbs the core of her head.

My spine trembles at the feeling of being plunged into something even deeper behind my narrow vagina. The juice doesn't stop and the back is polluted further ahead.

"Andy... more, more spit in the sack... Atashi's coco is a bag made of children... so it's Andy's little bag..."

A young, cute female slave who devotes her most precious cock as a woman, without hesitation, to my penis and smiles.

A little girl who gives birth to my child and still tries to give it all to me.

Grabbing that incredibly small hip, I wave my hips in a hurry.

With floating Jeanne's legs shaking flat and her knees and back of her knees hitting, the tortoise head and uterus did not try to leave, just freshly waving their hips to only heighten their excitement over pleasure.

And I ejaculated directly into Jeanne's womb.

"Ha ha... ♪ It's spreading, it's spreading in the back of the baby, it's spreading in semen... ♪"

"Jeanne......!!

"Ha, ha... Long time no see, Andy's full..."

Pull it out plump, it just spills out in large quantities. But if I were to get pregnant, I would get pregnant in sufficient quantity right now.

Smile with Jeanne. I let my sweet kiss descend on that little, but soaked in contentment as a slave as a wife.

And when I try to turn around breathing, they pull my sleeve.

If anything, I waited beside Jeanne for the breakcore to look the same.

Roll up the hipster of your clothes and stick out your catfish ass whether you didn't wear them from the start or did you take them off?

"That's not enough, is it?

"Oh, yeah..."

"I can take as much as I want. Let me take it... I don't mind if you offend me until I feel better."

Selene, who was watching in the words, raises a voice of dissatisfaction.

"Ah, Mr. Holy Beast, it's sloppy -!

"Ho, why don't you guess a little bit? That's the best you can do."

"Mr. Lyla......"

"Ma, let's do it once in a while. As for me and my heart, I can deal with the owner all day long... but the Holy Beast can only do it once in a while."

"... care, it hurts, Black Dragon"

"Cheeks, good. Besides, Serene, the baby may not hold the energy of the current owner. My first child, don't you want to flush it?

"...... ha"

Lyla cares about her children properly, even as she's in some kind of trouble with me. It's unreliable.

Though I think so, I can't stop the motion of pressing on the breakcore. Its white magnetic skin and beautiful sides, its beastly, slutty, beautiful leg lines that were good at running, were once again extraordinary.

"Mmm..."

Squibble, and push a juicy penis inside the breakcore, pushing it in.

Breakcore glances. So while you're at it, probe and grab my right hand over my back and don't let go.

Do you care that I hurt you? I will truly love this beast, intelligent and loving.

"Breakcore......"

"Hmm... never mind, seed me... I'm fine with the way I was blamed. I would do anything for you..."

"... child, even if they tell you to have one?

I'll say it half mean, half aspirational.

I know I can't. Originally a corner horse, the Holy Beast has come to a state where neither it nor its gender is well known. I wouldn't be bothered if they told me to have a human child.

But still, I don't want you to think I'd be happy to hurt myself.

"... children...? You and my...?

"Yes, we're going to seed it."

That's what I say and start waving my hips. Slightly above Irina, the breakcore, which has become about as flesh as Angelos, is just the right size for hugging and easy to shake your hips.

I flutter my body, kiss my ears, chin, and shake my hips as I stroke my forehead horn.

The excess vitality has finally subsided thanks to all the efforts made by the three opponents. If you had Blakecore deal with you two or three times, you'd be back to normal.

So keep it up.

"In your stomach, make a child... my child. I'll be back soon, so eat my belly full of salmon each time... and make my kids."

"... so maybe I can't..."

"I'll be there till I can."

…………

"Until you can, you can fuck with me."

"... yeah... ♪"

He looks like he's going to cry for some reason, and Blakecore snorts.

In that vagina, I ejaculated for the first time.

Not yet, let's persevere in offense. With that in mind.

Night and a half.

Just broke core and calmed down a few times, I see the stars in the meadows at night.

There was no snow in the meadow just above the labyrinth, where bonfires were burning with the woods, and there were no insects to sting, and I wondered if I could sleep as I did.

Jeanne and Irina fell asleep at Blakecore's house just as tired after Lyla wiped her body with boiling water.

You can go home in the morning, which means we're staying here.

"... even though the space is distorted in the junction, the night sky here is beautiful. Just as much as the Eastern Mountains."

"Sharon."

Sharon appeared without sound and sat next to him.

The side that floats blurry in the moonlight of the third moon is beautiful when you do it, and I think you're a princess after all.

No, the elves are all beautiful on average.

"What?"

"Nothing like that, though.... Well, good luck"

"Sarcasm?"

What do you think?

A ponytail that laughs cuckoo.

"There's that dragon, there's that half-elf, Master Irina, Almeida, the Holy Beast, the god of war Deane, the empty Aurora... they're all attracted to you. I want to have your baby."

"It's weird."

Actually, it's strange to think calmly about it, too.

"Right.... but now... I feel like I know."

"Really?

Okay. I'm in trouble even if I'm going to. I think it's my fault.

"I'm sure you would think... that you would protect me"

"What?"

"Something you can protect besides the strength of your sword... if you insist, give me some time to come"

I don't know what they said, but I don't know.

"It shatters the pride of the deviant, and the devious mind itself is laughed off.... I'm starting to feel that way too. I'm sure you will."

"No, it's my fault."

"I'm sure that's fine.... Berga said. Love is a crappy fantasy, that's why it never starts unless you believe it. If you go as far as love, it's a duty, if you go that far, it's desperately worth protecting. Nobody knows how far we'll grow before it starts," he said.

"... yeah, I think what you're saying is so cool"

"So... I'd like to get started."

Sharon turned away gently.

I let my lips touch me without making a sound.

(cont 'd)