Half-elves Fall in Love

Rubbing Irina's butt comfortably, she droops her ears as Irina leaks a voice that seems to cut her hands around her forehead and neck.

"Hmmm... duh..."

"No, how far has Irina's butthole spread? Enough to barge in with vegetables?

"Become... suddenly you ask me something."

Irina with piqun and ear excitement.

But he's interested, so he's been on tour for a while.

"... I can't do it without magic yet, but if I can use it..."

"Use it. Use it. I feel like being wrapped up in Irina's butthole today."

"Heh, pervert. ─ ─ ─ Huh!

Irina spells in a whisper and magic her own ass from between my palms.

"Well, why don't you put it in the front hole, wet the strawberry, and then put it in? Suddenly it hurts to get in there."

"Then I guess I'll go inside first"

"Still good... hehe, being seeded as the front seat of the butthole is also a B"

Kiss Irina telling her to be strong. My ears will pick up again.

Let him just stick his butt up on the bed and lay low.

I can peel it, but I came here with no bread. We have to enjoy the contrast.

Its small buttocks are comfortably soft and big on my palms, and I rub, kiss, spit and degrade.

"Huh, ahhh... ♪"

"It's still criminal. If you commit both holes of a little girl like this in a human being, you're not going to live here."

"I let Jeanne give birth to me. Do you mean..."

"Well, Irina's growing up, so it's legal."

"And I'm not talking about the steps of using the head of the family casually for lust processing is illegal or legal in itself. It's the lower end of a Fae like that."

"Is that what you call a bad ass?"

Pasin, and tap your ass lightly.

"Phew!

"Or this, or this"

Apply a vaginal or butthole with your index finger. Or let them break in without their fingertips.

"Phew, ugh... Then it's hard to survive..."

"Nasty talk, I've been wanting to get fucked by taking off my pants since daytime, you slut loli cunt!

I watch Irina react as she slides her erections in the valley of her buttocks.

"If you're too busy, you'll stop here and be satisfied with Maia. If you call them, they'll be here any minute."

"Ya, stop. I don't know how much I'm willing to sit back and play drunken."

Is that what the name is "leisure time crushing to get rid of drunkenness and practice elf pronunciation"?

"Actually, you don't have to let me fall asleep, so you don't have a problem with Irina, Maia, or Apple."

"Ugh..."

Irina, who gets a little tearful.

Oh, my God.

When I desperately started thinking about theoretical arming, I anticipated a fit and entered my vagina without any foretaste.

"Wha!?

"Yikes...... as always, you're a famous vessel on your little one, this dosque veroli hole......!

Irina's flesh shrinks like she was impressed by the intrusion of a long-awaited meat stick.

Trying to squeeze a child just to be in it, it's burning to female instincts.

"If that's what you think, use it more often... the wrinkled collar is crying..."

"When I'm obsessed with this, I'm not studying..."

"Heh, that's not a problem. Then we'll have to do it as a reward for remembrance..."

"I don't think you're a porn daughter who committed and stayed on your ass round, Irina."

"Hmm, oh, haha... Bag, bag... melt..."

Poking with Zunzun, he repeats a subtle rushing, word-playing question.

In the end, me and Irina can't help but want to hug each other if we can. Once we hug each other, there is no kiri.

I'm just justifying my own pretext while blaming them for that fact.

"Oh... no, my head is white... whoa!!

"Ku, whoa......!!

Ejaculation.

While Irina buries her face in the sheets and squeals high, I let Doc and his uterus, his vagina, overflow with semen.

... takes a breath and my head gangs a little. Alcohol is spinning around and is about to fall out.

With a rough breath, I hide that fact and set my aim in Irina's butthole, inserting it again.

"Fugu, ugh...!

Irina roaring slightly bitter. Can't you get used to it yet?

"Ha, ha... Eh, even a tiny butthole like this can get in there..."

"Bu, inexcusable man... people are lying, then call me..."

"Then it moves, with an ass hole"

"Wow, wow, don't... Awww!!

Start round-trip with Shiru, Shiru, and Shuru.

I listen far to the twelve bells that inform me of the late night as I brutally push my little elf daughter's poor ass hole wide.

Technically, it's New Year's Eve from now on. It's customary for New Year's Eve to start at dawn, and, well, we're not celebrating it in the middle of the night.

"It's the New Year while offending Irina..."

"Ku... while I'm being offended, it's not the New Year..."

So what's the matter, and if there was a bystander, I'd say so.

Oddly enough, the fact seems meaningful, and me and Irina smile slightly as we covet.

"Let's have such a new year... how about the first straw flavor of the year..."

"I also feel like it's still the end of an old year... at least"

Zun, and push into the back of the rectum. Grab it so you can play with your penis in a deep hole and tighten your thin hips.

"As much as I want to leave it to you until about the third round of New Year's Eve, it feels good"

"... Well, not so much"

"Can't you?

"... at dawn, at the New Year's Eve festival, I may not be able to stand up..."

"Come on, my pretty bitch slave"

……♪

I didn't give the answer, but Irina shakes her ass to encourage her to continue.

I start offending that ass again with momentum.

"Phew, ugh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Yes, you don't have to tell me... Patience, I can't...!!

"Mm-hmm... out, out, poked while I let it out... uh-hmm"

The closing of the last sex of the old year, or the first ejaculation of the new year, is sprayed into the bowels of the white clan chief.

Shake your hips as you spray. Unlike vaginal ejaculation, where instincts screamed that I really wanted to pour it into my uterus, push it out, I kind of felt like committing more and more while ejaculating.

"Oh, ahhh... Oh, ahhh..."

"Irina, Irina..."

I keep going and offend Irina's ass.

Irina was passed out when she noticed.

Irina can't help it when I wake up drunk.

With plenty of samen poured in my butt round, I'm fainting. Approximately Irina.

I stare at the universe in a hush and take a breath.

What year will this be? Sacred Beast Festival for the time being, but I also want to resume my training as a blacksmith in earnest.

Can we go to Naia's hometown? That should make for an historic big case.

At the very least, the Kingdom of Karlwyn will be a stepping stone to re-establishing the land that has been considered a deserted lawless zone for three hundred years.

I hope the strange sense of nothingness that is leaking from Naia herself is also an overthought. To make sure of that, I hope we can get there this year. I'm not talking about the level on my own.

In the spring, the son of Selene is also born. I need to think of a new name. There's only one person who can be cool by naming his parents. I need to think about it.

That's right, let's put in some books. Some kids don't name their last names after elves, but sometimes they have them right, like Angelos's real name. What separates it is the love of parents.

Name your last name and make your child proud of the blood you inherited from your parents. Doesn't that mean making your half elf lover... happy with his wife?

And even Jeanne wants to make a good stand. Jeanne Smythson. That doesn't sound bad.

But then I can't even have a ceremony in Trot. The trot is monogamous. I mean, the process is going to be pretty complicated. Maybe I have to take Celesta nationality once.

Yeah, but I also have an excuse for you to cooperate with the Elf Forest and get married at your mark...

I heard a knock.

"Who?

"Ho. I'll see you, Lord Owner. I was wondering if you'd like some night games."

"Lyla?"

Rare. I come all the way to where I'm sleeping. I'd rather invite you when I'm face-to-face or something.

"To see the signs, the Chief of the Family is like a game set. If you're satisfied, I'll miss you."

... I heard Irina was flying in hell and sensed a lot of super sensation, so I followed her.

He's a real barbecue, too. Reliable though.

"... you can come in. The keys are open."

but then the door opens.

... and Lyla enters the room.

If you think so, then Maia follows.

More Almeida comes in and sighs at Irina's misery.

On top of that, Angelos and Aurora, to Mr. Deane. Mr. Hilda, Luna, Sharon...... Whoa.

"Isn't it just Lyla..."

"Ho. I can't stand being crossed this celebratory night, but that's also while my job as a pet is fulfilled. If it sinks, I don't have to wait. … and we all just thought,"

"I want to sleep with Master Andy, too..."

"Dear Irina. Dear Irina.... yeah add or subtract a little Andy Smythson"

"After that, okay? There's going to be some time before the number turns."

"You've even been fucked in the butt...... how many times have you done it? I envy you."

"Sister, I need you to see him just in case"

"I think it's okay because there's a spirit fountain even if it's somewhat array. I don't want Dr. Hilda getting stuck in my butt any longer. "

"I prefer normal..."

"Oh, um... if you're interested, I'm ready too..."

Each one of them worries about Irina, says his own hopes, or takes them off.

"Yeah, I got it. I'll do it in order. Yikes! But my ass is only for the hopeful!

... I'm glad Polka is expected to recover soon in Spiritual Springs. For now, Heba won't be impossible at the New Year's Festival.

(cont 'd)