Half-elves Fall in Love

In winter mornings, the temperature difference between the temperature and in the futon deepens the meltdown.

Feeling outside temperatures on your face, arms, and other parts of your body helps you feel that the majority of your body is in a warm paradise.

... but that morning had nothing to do with such cold weather.

A bedroom smaller than my usual room in the inn. The temperature held there is for five people.

I'm not sure whose nipples were in front of me with the wake, but well, anyone's. I sucked without thinking in particular and rolled it with my tongue.

"Ah...... eh"

A voice. This voice.

"... Fennel tits"

"... so you sucked without knowing whose breast it was"

He's in a state.

An intertwined body in one bed. I'm not sure whose hand and whose foot and whose butt it is.

I remember I seeded them all twice for now and then went to bed.

"Wake up..."

"Everyone is off today.... you can have a relaxing and eclectic time of your husband's choice, right?

"Huh... ah, and. Good day, Mr. Fennel..."

"Nyu......"

Naked girls getting out of bed one after another.

It's Sevory, who stretches her hands up luxuriously without hiding her lovely breasts, and Laurier, who stretches just her shoulders and spine like a cat.

... but I don't see Oregano.

"That, oregano... kicked me off the bed...?

"Oh, if it's oregano, I'm making breakfast, I'm sure"

"... what, we're all leaving it to Oregano?

I thought they were the ones to carry everything around, but I don't think so.

Though a little awkward, Sevory floats a magical light of warm color near the ceiling of the room.

"Oregano cooks best. He wanted to make it himself as much as he could, and I left it to him unless he was ill or had a bad time."

Brightening up, the figure of the naked elf girls in the room pops clearly into my eyes.

Scattered on the floor are the aprons and kachusha I was wearing yesterday. I'm the one who peeled it all off and let it go as I made a mistake in bed.

"Then let's go eat... it would be bad if I were uddauda"

"Yes"

"Laurie, wake up."

"Not yet..."

Seboree rocks Laurie, who seems to be weak in the morning as she imagines, fluttering and repeatedly closing and opening her eyes in slow pace.

Sizzling shaky Sevory tits are cute. Laurier's tits don't even shake.

And Fennel, who puts his hand on the door knob in the room, hasn't even shown himself willing to wear underwear. He's waiting for me to get up, naked in slack white.

"You're not wearing clothes?

"Should I wear it?... Well, as far as I'm concerned, I'm going to stay naked today so your husband can do whatever he wants."

"Mr. Fennel's throat eh? ♪ But you don't have to go outside today, and maybe we can all live naked in the house ♪

"... of course, when your husband wants to..."

The other two are Norinoli, too.

"I don't know about you guys... you natural female slaves"

I also rub my penis into the fennel while holding it from my back and licking my ears.

"Ah... before breakfast, would you like to try me..."

Without resisting, Fennel sandwiched my penis from herself into her groin, gently rocking her hips and doing the trick of inviting her.

"That's good, too.... Honestly, dinner yesterday, it was light, so let's have dinner first"

That's what I whisper as I rub Fennel's chest against her. Sevory and Laurier also get up poking slippers, and Fennel opens the door even though he seems a little sorry.

and beyond that there is an oregano wearing an apron.

"Master, we have breakfast ready... and everyone stays naked...?

Think a little and take the apron. Naked underneath.

"Ki, yesterday it was dinner with a naked apron and eh, and today it's breakfast with everyone naked and eh!

I know, and Oregano making fists.

She seems clear, but she has a very high imagination of porn, or she usually also feels the most sketchy.

"Let's eat rice normally. After that, I will."

"... don't you want me to 'ahem' or something while offending you in order?

"... Oregano sometimes escalates more erotically than I do."

"Yes, no, the... and anyway."

Oregano to put the apron back on.

"You guys put an apron on. Eating all over is a hassle."

"Right... right"

"Yes."

"... Too bad. I thought I'd see your husband's great struggle in the morning."

Make the other three wear aprons as well.

I couldn't get enough of it, but nobody pointed it out, and Oregano wrapped the napkin around my neck, naturally.

... of course you can put it in from me after the meal, right?

All in all, the four of them send their gaze with their flickering butts as they head for the dining room.

I would almost blame you for not being supposed to, but I love female slaves who can't be like that.

"Dear treat"

Oregano prepared stir-fried bacon and vegetables and cheese fondue, as well as bean soup.

Flatten them the best, and I'll take a seat.

"Sevory."

"Oh, um, just wait, I'm still eating..."

"I don't care, I shaved. We'll have a treat together."

"... eh"

Po, and Sevory dropping a wooden spoon into a soup dish.

They were just unexpected.

"Uh, uh... breakfast and... semen, together...?

Sevory with a puzzled face.

But if you see that Sevory is reluctant, you turn to Oregano with joy.

"Ha, ha, your husband! I'll drink soup with your husband's semen!

"Well said, Oregano"

"Eh heh."

I don't care who you are, but it's a joke I wanted to try once.

"Now, if you'll excuse me... HAM"

Oregano starts kneeling and shaking my penis in the Jen royalty as the other three look sideways at the meal.

Haven't you had time to braid your hair yet today, stroking that silver hair I'm gently ponytailing, and I'm tranced by my shameful behavior from early in the morning.

I don't even feel like Maia or Selene would do it if I told them to, but it's not a play I can do that in the dining room in the first place.

The worst perverted play you can do because this is the house of these four. Semen diet.

To do this, first, increase your ejaculation with Oregano's mouth.

"oregano.... tits, let me out"

"Huh... ♪"

Oregano honestly unstrings his neck and exposes his torso. It comes out with tits that are not big but self-asserted to the point of fitting in the palm.

Oregano keeps his fellatio diligently as he snuggles it on my feet. Though I'm never very skilled (incorrectly compared to a good person in my body), the movement of a girl who wants semen from that heart makes me more than stimulated.

And.

"... oregano, get out of the way"

"Mmmm...!?

I snap my obsessive, sucking oregano away, and I slap my ejaculation on the table oregano plate.

... Biru, Bicha, Biru... and sprinkle the soup dish with semen.

"... something"

"Your husband...?

"I find it very tempting to make food crude"

It was so full of disloyalty to ejaculate into a plate somehow.

What are you doing? I go beyond reason and strike my chest because the regret of me and the feeling that I'm normally doing nothing is not touching a woman's skin.

... Really, you can't do this, just chill out and don't do it from the start, me.

Or I got depressed by myself.

…………

"... your husband is depressed"

"You were tense..."

"Well, that's how much more perverted you are, even though you're a female slave and worth it."

Laurier, Sevory and Fennel read my mood reluctantly but painfully.

Yeah. I'm sorry.

but.

Only Oregano showed no sign of reading such air.

"Um... well, I'll eat you."

"Uh, oregano"

When I go back from kneeling to the chair, I pull the plate I was grabbing towards me.

Cloudy floating soup dish on spots.

Before that, Oregano glances up at my face and smiles... with a wooden spoon he deliberately shrugs semen and sips.

"... it's not tasty"

"Ugh, yeah."

"... but it's your husband's child... and it can't be crude."

Chiru, and drink semen, and drink soup part.

My ejaculation is pretty high these days, so the Marple pattern isn't going away.

But he coughed up along the way, and Oregano didn't stop the wooden spoon.

"... oregano, let me have a drink"

"Me too."

Soon Laurier and Sevory came by and stretched the wooden spoon.

The three of us drink semen soup separately.

"... first"

"Hmm, maybe I'm not...... another suck"

Honest Laurier and for some reason he liked Sevory.

And Oregano advancing the spoon at best.

... Despite the terrible flirting, the three of us who drink it softly have an incomparable and dominant emotion.

"Your husband. … I prefer to take it directly."

And Fennel hugs me on my back and starts congesting without darkness and whispers as I lay my hands on them.

"Ah, sloppy Mr. Fennel"

"Running Out"

"of, if you run out of drinks please...... your husband"

The other three complain.

but while I reach for Fennel's ass and enjoy my complexion, I take Oregano's arm.

"No matter how much you drink, you won't get pregnant.... Drink over there and I'll treat you to the hole where you get pregnant"

"Yikes...?

Hold Oregano's hips. Oregano stands elbowed on the table with a wooden spoon grabbed and becomes a good fit to stick his ass out.

He strokes that ass and crawls his fingers in his groin.

The total hairless groin is somewhat loose because I plugged it in last night as well... No, I was excited about the sexual odor because I was drinking semen soup, or the love liquid dramatically increases with a little caress.

"I knew Oregano was a jerk"

"Yes..."

"... I love my sketchy daughter"

"Eh heh... ♪"

"Hopefully you're always delusional about my penis"

"... hi, you may be paranoid if you have time..."

Oregano drinks one dull semen soup and licks his tongue as he twists his hips to my finger.

"Me too..."

"Hmm?"

"I love such a hentai husband... I love your husband for planning such a nasty thing that he's paralyzed his head... What is it?"

"Well said. … that's a reward then"

I inserted myself into the silver-haired, luxurious elf girl who really tickled my desire to conquer.

My penis gets drunk by a hot vagina.

"Ha, ahem..."

Oregano's whisper changes the air.

While somewhere to expect, it was the… "everyday life" air of the "diet" that completely rubs mucous membranes together and transforms them into an erotic atmosphere, dominated by squid odor and a wet feeling.

It's not just between me and Oregano, it's contagious to Fennel, Sevory and Laurier as well. We can all see our breaths getting hot and our distances shrinking.

My skin... even the skin that exposes me to shame and invites me begins to make each sweat look nastier than my genitals.

Expectations and expectations overlap, making my body hot.

How long have I been squeezing Oregano's hips so tightly that I wanted to wiggle my hips with all my strength?

"Ha, ha, ha... master, master!

"You dosquebemaids, this womb or this womb is greedy!!

"Ha ha, in a greedy baby bag, your husband's eclectic juice!! My body is your husband's sarmen."

"Yes, you ran out of words. This guy haha!!

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

Gaggle, and hip speed increases.

In the dining room the other three are watching, Oregano is totally blending with my lust and waving his hips together.

In that, I ejaculate inside the oregano.

Byuru, Byu, Byu... and slap enough semen on the mouth of Oregano's uterus.

"... ugh..."

Fennel supports me that I'm about to lose my strength. Oregano was kneeling down on the floor, snuggling into the chair right next to him and barking his breath.

Where that oregano came from, Sevory mouths directly on a plate of oregano semen soup.

"What are you doing?"

"... of course, you're inviting me, right?

Knock, and seboree sticking his hips out.

From the inside of her cheerful, moderately meaty ass, unlike Oregano's clear fineness, there is already a drop of love liquid.

"I stopped drinking oregano on the way... because I will drink more and more while your husband and I are trying to pour it in."

"Whoa."

"I like it, it tastes like this."

She's a perverted daughter in a different way than Oregano.

... and I like those perverted daughters.

"Then it's a treat for you too...... let's go Sevory!

"Yes, come..."

Unstuffed, poking Oregano's love liquid and his own juice all over Sevory as well.

Healthy buttocks are comfortable to grasp, and I peel through Sevory's vagina as I spin and rub and indulge in massaging.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, your husband soup..."

"Sevory sloppy"

"Because... Laurier, you just said it first..."

"Mmm..."

"Master, could you also ejaculate in my soup"

Fennel panicked and begged to see Sevory stick his face in the plate almost like a dog and get fucked by me sipping soup.

but.

"No, no.... because it's pretty spiritual."

I politely say no while I rhythmically offend Sevory.

It's not a story I'll do twice.

... and yet Sevory...

"You, seriously..."

"Ha, ha... make it stronger, okay..."

Will my semen soup even irritate me at the center of my estrus, or will my poking and my cum tighten my vagina at another time?

I trembled all over my body and raised the stench from that adorable ass, and Sevory invited me to a further offense.

"Oh, uh... well, no... really, it could have been..."

"It feels so good and tastes so sexy... make me look bad... my husband..."

An elf girl with golden hair who licks her dirty mouth in the soup with her tongue, looks back at me with pleasantly sumptuous eyes, and lets her sieve and shake her ass.

"Really, I thought it might have been fate to be a female slave..."

"Always this guy is also a dosquebemaid...!

When I whine with pleasure, Sevory shook her head.

"Doskebe, slave... yes..."

"... uh"

"It's not a trick... I really..."

From there on forward, mixed in with a whisper and speechless.

It's just that Sevory...

... even the "shallowest looking" Sevory was getting to the point where he wouldn't allow me to run anymore.

The fact strikes me in the chest with a little shock and a sweet paralysis that echoes and swells.

Oh.

They've already decided to be my female slaves...

The moment my indescribable emotions rippled, I was ejaculating inside Sevory as well.

"Ha, ah, ah, ah, ah...!!

Jiggling and trembling, Sevory reaches.

And with plenty of my semen in the womb.

"No... Ha, ha..."

The last remainder of the semen soup was dried up.

"Until tonight, I'm glad you liked it with us..."

I look sorry for Fennel.

I was about to leave their house near noon.

Everyone is in the living room. Everyone was naked and dripping my semen from that groin.

"Next time, I'll come when you want me to chill"

I'll be honest. The four laughed bitterly at Couscous.

"I'll chill. All the best."

Powerful oregano in weird places.

"I'll tell you something good. There are seven bells up in the tavern, so if you come to see me by then, you can have a made-up touch at last."

Hera, Sevory makes a strange appeal with a bright laugh.

"Well, I won't be until evening... but if you call me, I'll come to the inn for the night games."

Fennel against Sevory a bit.

And.

"... come whenever you want. I love you all the time."

To be honest in a weird place, ahhh, sloppy, and boiling around Laurier.

Kiss them in turn.

"See you later."

I'm being dropped off and out of the house.

And Maia was buried in the snow right outside on the gatepost.

"Whew!? Ma, Maia!?

"I've been outside for a long time... I wanted to mix it up, but I didn't mix it up because I don't really know those elves..."

"Oh, yeah, I'll introduce you around the next... come on down anyway"

"Yeah."

"... do you want to go to the hot spring with me?

"Yeah."

"... hot water, warm..."

"Oh......"

Men's soup bath.

Maia was so cold buried in the snow that the hot water was so extraordinarily lukewarm nearby.

And it just seemed so hard for Maia to get close to the polka porn kids, they just seemed distant without being approached like Sharon.

... Maia needs to be cute too. Yeah.

"Eh?

"Not here."

... in bed properly.

(cont 'd)