Half-elves Fall in Love

"I've thought a lot about it, but I can't let you master Elf in the head of Lord Smythson for a month"

Linda, who had been providing a street of business guidance (or administrative work looking to set up a branch) since morning, left to look after Peter in the Baron's Mansion study.

Irina, containing a sip of Christie's syrup tea, opened her heavy mouth and made me feel comfortable wasting it.

"Impossible?"

"Um, I can't. Valerie is much closer to Northwestern."

"... well, I know about what you're talking about in everyday conversations, but when they say it's hard, it's tight"

And I can't pronounce it, so I'll leave the confident guy around.

Surprisingly, I can talk about Rants and Cairon. And Angelos for girls?

"Elf is different from grammar. Besides, priests don't look good in catacotto."

"... then word-round memorization?

"If I could, I wouldn't mind, but I'd be at the Spirit Festival, the New Year's Festival here."

"... well, I'm going to"

"Relies on magic already, but fast"

"Canning on the spot using phantoms. Fly words with my phantoms from behind, and all you have to do is imitate them as they are. You'll be able to answer that."

"... I know that from a guy who's good at magic. Bye."

Do it in front of all the magical elves.

"Nobody says anything. First, it's an M.O. Even in the Spirit Temple."

"... okay, Spirit Temple"

The intelligent and mysterious image of the Elves collapses in abundance. Well, I guess it's a discretionary fantasy.

"Besides, it hurts the eyes of other women when you tie them up for reckless study,"

"Really?

Lately, I've been fumbling polka for whatever I want, regardless of the girl or whatever.

"... it may be a subjectivity of friction. For the most part, even though I spend my time talking about tea and drink on this matter," Irina had a monopoly on Andy at that time, "and so on, it doesn't suit me to be frightened."

"... subtly roundabout, but in short... you mean you want to flirt more if you have time to talk boring?

"Don't say things like friction is sweet, just talk about time efficiency!

"... is it not? Then I'll enjoy my free time roughly."

That's how Irina floats down as she punches her desk when she takes a seat.

"Well, you're not a thankful man! I thought it was the same day you were scratching up your spare time!?

"I'm not being honest..."

I'm getting dizzy, so I'm gonna turn around behind Irina, put her on her knees, and stroke her head.

"Look, this is it"

"... I don't think so."

"Are you sure you want to do this, Master Clan?"

"Knuckle"

Irina takes the best position, clears up and drinks tea by pulling her butt over my lap, albeit slightly.

"Oh. I envy you."

Christie laughs bitterly.

"Do you want to do Christie later?

Kneeling and stroking.

"If Mr. Smythson wants to do it, I'll be with you."

"It just sounds like a dirty consultation, you worm-eating cherry blossom on this Doskebee guy"

"Irina wouldn't be so poisonous."

"Don't be jealous. Don't be jealous."

"Don't be jealous!

... Some widow, Kristi, sounds like a guy while she splits into her nasty daughter Irina's family from the outside.

Maybe that's better. and I think I'm stroking Irina's collar.

Let Peter touch me for a second (it was really just a little from the gap between Mr. Linda and the Baroness) and back at the inn, things are a little rushed.

"What's wrong, Mr. Deane?"

Ask Deane, who is having tea with Lyla at the table behind the designated seat, and Deane raises her eyebrows.

"I told the group going to Celesta to get ready. Tomorrow, we're going to send it with Lyla."

"To Celesta?

I'm not that much of a climber...

It's the boys and... Angelos will stick around this way all the time, and Aurora will be specially trained.

Mr. Hilda is currently undergoing orthopedic treatment and prognostic surveillance of Naia's wounds.

The other kids are going to need Celesta...

"Andy."

And that's where Luna pulled my sleeve.

"Oh, was Luna there? Is Luna going back to the colony, too?

"Andy, come too."

…………

"You promised. I can't get pregnant to be with Andy, but Lina and Yuna must not hesitate to let me get pregnant."

"You, even for my sister..."

Luna with a strange face.

... This guy doesn't either. No, are you spending years in a colony with very few men?

Perhaps it's close to Maia and her values that I don't have any particular desire to have children with my next of kin.

"Ho, and take Jeanne with you."

"And Jeanne? Is that okay...?

"Peter is so surrounded by milk that he doesn't even have time to rest his mouth. I've been away for a few days, so let's not have a problem."

... Oh well.

Jeanne assumed she couldn't move from the polka for several years more than Peter had been born of something.

But to the Baroness. To Mr. Linda. Selene or Apple. If only I had that many nannies, I would certainly have no problem.

"Does that mean... Boyd to Rants, Gort, Cairon, then Jeanne and Luna..."

Count the fingerfolds.

And Naris appears refreshed about where he was hearing it from.

"And me!

"Why you?"

I let the hot air rise out of my hair and a single hot belt look on my long clothes, but I don't feel colorful in the case of him......

"Because I've never been to Celesta. I'd like to go to the Grand Labyrinth of the Desert, the Rock God Labyrinth, Queca, Timbales."

"... not necessarily going that far. I mean, we're only planning to make sure we get to the Desert Labyrinth, right?

"If you go to Celesta, you'll see more festivals."

"... you like festivals?

"Do you have an adventurer who doesn't like festivals!?

Which dialect?

... Sharon and Tess also appear from behind it.

One belt in a long coat for everyone. Especially if Sharon sees the valley from the eye to eye and it's vicious.

"You're going too, Celesta."

Tess waves flat.

"No eh. I don't need Celesta... so I'm learning magic colors from the Christians, so I'm a little out of the way."

"I'm just like that. I wonder if it's a rigid culture, just like Arcus, and I'm surprised there's so much unknown magic to look into."

"Well, I only learned the magic of agriculture and food relations. The elves of the purple clan who say they have the most magical research do not teach magic..."

Looks like we're having quite a few full days.

"Naris, apprentice over there. Don't just go in the hot springs."

"I don't like magic! Why don't you take charge of manual labor!

"Then you can mix it up with Almeida and Aurora's special training."

"No... Mr. Aurora, you're the one who beat the Knight Sharon, aren't you? And you're going to mix it with Almeida's special training."

"Hey, manual laborer."

"People have their share! Smythson Ten or Cairon Ten is everywhere, I'm the same serially as the Horseman, so why don't we do it together!

I have a bad boy.

Cairon and Special Agent Becker, each of whom returned in the evening, gave an unexpected answer.

"I'm gonna spend the winter over here. A vacation in the hot springs would be better."

Apparently Cairon is only going to take it down lazily.

"What about the Spirit Festival?

"That's okay. That's right. It's a festival for her to have."

I was breaking it off.

And Special Agent Becker, if you think a hundred people would enjoy a peep life over here.

"Then I'll even get you on a tulk. I'm newlywed, and if I soak up the Spirit Festival, I'm gonna get beat up."

"Newlyweds!?

"No, well... You can get married within three years, right?

"I mean, you were still single last year."

"I got married after that. There's been a lot going on."

A hundred far-eyed Secret Service chiefs.

"... I was about to get killed by greeting my parents... well, I'm going to take care of it, but come on, I'm not really going to betray you..."

I wonder what kind of wife she is.

And Aurora was willing to follow irrelevant to the special training.

"You're going to spend time over there during the Spirit Festival, right? What will you do without me following you?"

"Princess. If it's his turn, Deane. Below the hundred or black dragons, I think he's got enough fingers."

"Mr. Almeida, would you please not look wild? I'm going to spend the night with Andy for the men and women I love."

"Mm..."

Almeida shuts up.

It's gonna be a big place.

There's no threat to the surrounding area, including the forest, it's a safe polka. I don't know if there's anything going on, but I'm also a little nervous that Lyla and Deane are all out there.

"Maia, will you wait for me?

"Mmm..."

"I'll leave you all to it. Maia, please."

"... when you get back, you can have a drink, okay?

Maia admits reluctantly.

... Sorry, Maia. Maybe a little hypersensitive though.

So the last night before the trip.

I was sneaking into Selene and Apple's bedroom.

"Peter, I'll leave you and this girl to us."

Selene smiles as she strokes her slightly swollen lower abdomen.

"As it were, well, Peter, I haven't been taken by Mr. Linda and the Baroness lately..."

Apple laughs bitterly while gently rubbing my penis.

They were both in their underwear just saying not to tell everyone that I was going into the room softly.

"I'm so sorry, both of you. I'm just away."

"Well, compared to the fifteen years I've been waiting for you about Mr. Andy, I don't know, a week or two"

"I don't remember those fifteen years... but something..."

Apple snorts my penis without hesitation, slowly moves his head as he sucks and gives him pleasure in the way he's used to.

And.

"... I'm so relieved to think that doing this to Andy is going to be so tight... oh, I was born to do this."

"Haha...... I wonder if the fact that you don't remember is instead tied to your instincts, if Apple"

"Maybe...... hey, Mr. Andy. Let me have a drink tonight..."

"Fine, but you don't have to say it again"

Apple's, slow but passionate fellatio.

That's just a new move I've taught you since you grew up, no matter.

When I was a kid, even that half-elf sister, who was naked and intertwined every day, is definitely breathing that tongue-in-charge I learned as I watched my reaction.

"... let Selene drink it too... because Dr. Hilda tells me that if I do Selene, if I still get laid badly, it might flow..."

"Wow, you don't have to shy away from me. Apple, you can have me si normally, okay?

"Hehe. Don't be shy, all right? I'm as happy as I am to have Mr. Andy's simmer on my throat."

Apple's tongue use, no, the neck use gets intense.

That lip, tongue, mouth, throat. My tortoise head was tasted out and ejaculated into Apple's throat without a scream.

……♪

Doku, doku, doku... and.

Apple's gaze at me with my ejaculation and a slight trance is terribly glossy.

"Huh... yummy... eh"

"... you look really happy, Apple"

"Yeah ♪ yeah, selenium. You want to lick it with me next time, Mr. Andy?

"... Mr. Andy, okay?

"You're welcome."

Sleeping in bed, two beautiful half elves, and one being asked for by the tongues of the girls with my children in their lower abdomen. I never feel bad.

"Take off your underwear."

"Yeah. Mr. Andy, touch me a lot even if you can't insert..."

Two blondes glow blurry in the unreliable lights of the fireplace.

I stroked the hair of both of them, soaking up the pleasure of my lips.

(cont 'd)