Half-elves Fall in Love

The daughter of the cat beast man was a sister.

A twin not uncommon otherwise in the prolific Beast race, he says he's fifteen this year.

"Azel Maple!"

"My sister Liselle Maplew"

"Lina Yuna is that one too, but that's a lot of confusing names. That colony is!

"Uh."

"Similar names are easier to understand."

Don't you have any aversion to being named wrong in brothers and relatives or something?

... maybe not. I'm not sure about your culture.

"But you're fifteen..."

Cat beasts tend to tighten their bodies instead of being so active in character.

Neither do these two, their hands and feet seem thin and handsome, but their breasts and buttocks aren't that thick.

In a few more years I'm sure it will be a little better meaty and more appealing. But as of now, I'm a little worried about getting pregnant aggressively. It was also a fact fine.

"No matter how young and healthy you look, it's a great story to send you out to get pregnant from the age of fifteen."

"Eh. I see it a little over there now, but there's more tiny than us."

"We can have a baby, right? Mostly, he was a colony boy, but he had a little anise or something."

Pretending, and Azel and Lisel waving their tails to protest.

Both of them, naked in this village, of course. Because I know the orgy at several cat beast colonies, I can't seem to resist exposing myself to nudity as much as the elves.

"No, I'll do it right. I'll seed it, but I was wondering if it would be better to send it from someone older and safer to have kids."

Gently stroke her sister Azel and let her squeeze her penis in her hand.

He also reached out to his sister's ass and stroked her gently.

"Our family line, because it was never difficult to give birth..."

Azel explains as he follows my guide and gently rubs his penis.

Send Luna a gaze and invite her to follow up.

Luna also drops by and clutches to my body where she sat down. She's used to it.

"Ba-chan's taking a comprehensive look at the blood muscles and everything. I have another sister at Azel's house."

"You can't because you're weak.... the kid wanted it so bad."

The Cat Beasts tell us what's going on as they pepper their breasts, shoulders, and cheeks with their clammy tongues.

"How many?"

Two more than Luna.

That's a bee.... not bad.

"Okay.... Lyla, bring that sister"

When I say it, Lyla, who was talking to the Blue Dragons a little further away, approached me softly and looked down at me with a strange face.

"Well, Donna's weaker than I thought. Isn't there an outside way past how much anything is?

"Just bring him in. … all the more so if you're weak."

"Ho?... Ooh!

Poom, and Lila slapping her hand.

Decent face azel and risel. Finger twisting their little tits.

"Hey, why...?

"Could it be - a hobby to seed on a weak child...?

"Damn... hey? I'm here!"

but Mr. Hilda spreads her hand from behind the cat beasts.

Shit, and all three freak out their tails and get fit.

He makes his overwhelmingly large tits and curved hips look glossy compared to the three of them, and Mr. Hilda smiles and mixes.

"Right, Andy?

"Please don't tobo with me knowing. Azel, you're confused."

"Hehe. It may not be a pleasure to meet you, but I'm Dr. Hilda, a vet at Andy's porn zoo. - Shh."

They called the zoo.

"Well, I'm not kidding, either... there was a human city on the way here, was there? There's an amazing spring of water over there called Polka Spirit Springs."

"Ah."

They finally noticed Luna, too.

Yes. I'm weak, I have a disease... and if that's the case, there's nothing wrong with me.

Instead, we should actively bring them in to heal as well.

Mr. Hilda magics the Lunas in turn with one hand, even as he handjobs my penis.

"As a teacher, I think it's too plain to lick your shoulders and cheeks, even though all three girls serve you."

"But Bello the Cat Beast Man says it hurts when a man does his cock"

"Hey......"

Azel and Lisel face each other in trouble.

Yes. The tongue of a cat beast is a little irritating for a human penis. It's feathery and seems to be soothing and even normal skin hurts a little.

"So, it's magic now. Yes. Lick your own hand."

"... oh, not zazzling...?

"Really."

They all look surprised.

Apparently, Mr. Hilda had at some point developed the magic to soothe the tongue of the beast man to the same feeling as a human being. No, maybe I knew it originally.

"This is what human beings are like..."

"Nah, nah... mucky"

"What, Hilda... Could this be...?

"That's it. The three of you should serve."

Three nodding people.

I feel each gaze tangle in my penis.

"Hi, Mr. Hilda, what do you say?

"Um, Andy, you want to do something?

Mr. Hilda waves his hips as he stands on his knees next to his face. Beautiful brown skin, flesh overflowing with feminine puffiness stirs my desire.

"Oh, come on, come on."

"Heh heh. Eh."

"You're my female slave."

"Yeah."

Mr. Hilda sleeps. He spans like a butt over my face, showing off his groin.

I could see Luna's three tongues start washing my penis in a mess as I let her touch my smelling hands.

"Eww......!

"Sasu, cat beast man... you're good at licking..."

"Mr. Hilda, you're beautiful even though you've been using it all."

"You don't tell me you're using it all.... because I haven't even had a baby yet"

"You've got a lot of experience."

"I'm concerned because I'm a doctor who can handle this and Simo as well -... duh, duh... yes, Andy you are a real easy licker..."

I don't think I'm very good at foreplay myself, but I'm obsessed with Mr. Hilda's hipster and his responsiveness.

And the tongue service of the three cat beasts began to show the appearance of a place to lick each other, and in a strenuous tongue stroke I ejaculated shortly after impatience.

"Kuku......!

Blurb and tremble.

I should have skipped a good amount, but the three tongues don't fade at all, and I'm going to war.

Get your face off Mr. Hilda's groin.

"Hi, Mr. Hilda... Um..."

"Hehe. All three of them have never done it, even though they are very good at peppering with expressions of affection... they are sprayed with male juice and they are pissed off with pheromones. "

"Huh."

Pull Mr. Hilda's groin away a bit forcefully and try to raise his neck.

"Mm-hmm... mm-hmm..."

"Hmmm... Chiru, eh..."

"Haha... ♪ Yum yum yum yum... can be, can be... ♪"

Sure enough, the three of them are covered in juice all over their faces and don't try to stop serving their eager tongues while bonking their eyes for a bit.

"Hih, Mr. Hilda didn't do something, did he?

"I didn't. Yikes.... You're completely switched on already. I wonder if it's a direct juice sprinkler."

"Oh, you know, it's starting to feel like my tongue is getting sloppy and horny..."

"Kusu. At this time, I wonder if we can keep hitting the limit."

"Hey!?

The tongue service tournament by three cat daughters, which was supposed to be foreplay, lasted until they ejaculated a total of seven times and all three had their faces and breasts in Viet Nam, and Azel and Lisel saturated just that.

I was tough, too. They can grab the pace when they feel comfortable too, but it's still hard to even get crazy.

Out of the woods, the stabbing cold air restores the sense of season.

It's too mild a climate in the woods to know how the elves feel about not wanting to go outside.

"Cold......"

"Adjust your cape, Mr. Andy"

"Good luck today"

While Apple and Selene inspired me to come out with you, I'm still heading to work today.

Assemble Sharon's armor on the wood mould.

"Weight balance, I feel a little bad..."

"Whoa. Boo, did you notice that?"

"What the hell, Mr. Jackie, did you understand that?

"If you hadn't noticed until the end, I would have told you. If it's true, I think you'll be cat-backed after a while."

"Weigh on the back side with a counter?

"That's okay, but I think changing the pull a little bit will stretch your spine, too."

"... I guess I was too preoccupied with Sharon's shape"

"You won't overuse it with care. Besides, you have to remember to pay more attention."

I don't think Mr. Jackie's depth and spaciousness as a blacksmith was really just planted by his father.

"... is Mr. Jackie really just being taught by my father?

"Just... what is it? Smythson, my parents were really good blacksmiths, weren't they?

"No, I worked out in practice in a country like this... I really don't think I'd even take a pull from a blacksmith in Wangdu."

"I'd appreciate it if you could say that. Still a good place to hunch. My talent is better than mine. With the help of the soldier, you'll make a fine one."

The words seem regrettable, but the way they are said seems satisfactory, Mr. Jackie says smudged looking at the armor that is being completed into a wood mould.

... the smell of light.

But I guess Mr. Jackie got this much better with this humility and upliftment, too.

Much more than everyone in the city thinks, I think this guy is amazing.

As I was about to go back to the woods for lunch, I found Apple standing in the snowfield pounding.

Unusual.

"Apple? What are you doing alone?

"Ah, Mr. Andy. I need to help Mr. Andy get into the woods... Thought. Mr. Fennel seems to be busy for lunch today..."

"Then I should have come to the blacksmith."

"Yeah, but..."

At the end of Apple's gaze, there is a cross-bow squad worksite carrying eh eh eh eh eh, building materials, building stone walls, and building new battalions.

"It's funny how architectural work is going on every time I go by."

"Uh. Sure."

Auga's physique and arm strength can be relied upon above all in building work. Depending on the arm of the building beam, there are also stories of building speeds that are several times different when using an Auga worker than when not.

Really steadily, the building takes shape.

... In the meantime, some young orgasms are still not physically fit, so I can see a few people gathering in and out of the snowfields breathing with heehee.

Williams, who wanted to go through there, waves his fist up and gets angry.

"Here! I'm not skipping! This is the place for you guys to sleep!

"I don't care if you say that..."

"Why should I do this in a place like this? We're not engineers."

Williams is a gophone, and a cough.

"What are you talking about, don't give up! If the tree is useless, carry the stone, if the stone is useless, carry the sand! Do one thing or more for your future with your people!

When I hear that, soldiers around, other than the young guys who are skipping, laugh more and more at the same time.

"Out - Smythson verse!

"I mean, I've always thought that Williams Hundred Man is a shitty piece of applied shit."

"You guys!

Williams turns bright red and waves his fist up at them too.

"... Smythson verse," he says.

"Oh......"

Mine, originally a Grants Hundred.

"Ah yu, I used to say it to encourage recruits."

"... is that what Mr. Naris or Mr. Tetes call a 'quote maker'?

"Don't say it weird, it tickles me"

As I excuse myself to Apple, Williams, who found it, walks all the way over here.

"Hey, ex."

"Ex story!?

What do you call it?

"Let the recruits hear you, your sermon. Arrangements are too popular in the team to have prototypes."

"You've got to have recruits crying about marching and training or something. You're empty!

I mean, what's making it so popular?

"Fine. Look, we're all paying attention. Hey, it's the rumored Smythson verse himself."

They pull me out and take me out to the scene.

Ancient Sentinels looked interesting with Niyanya and the recruits... and Apple was staring at me with the same face as the recruits.

"During the march, Isaac and Williams said a lot."

"Please, Smythson, ten chiefs!

... Wow, it's hard to say no to making air.

"Er.... oh, just listen to me in front of my enemies, on the assumption that they're in a painful, painful, crying mood?

I cough, just like Williams. That's an awesome embarrassment to say on an irrelevant occasion.

"Stand up! Hold your fists, stand up and face your opponent! Don't give up without weapons, don't give up with your enemies strong enough! Throw a stone without a weapon, sprinkle sand without a stone!

That Celesta war end.

Even when training soldiers mocked each other, many of them couldn't do anything right away with their enemies in front of them.

Naturally, it was a time when 17 or 18 just blacksmith apprenticeships were desperate at the time and had to imitate soldiers. The rest of them are just mobilizing in a similar way in time, and they're never professionals who understand the fight.

"The enemy won't wait for me! Move, do one thing more than your enemies! Take a good look at them, look for the steeple! If you figure that out, one knife is enough!

But still, acting as a force at all is what is required as a soldier, and.

"I bet you want to go home alive! You want to go home alive and see your family again! Then!"

Soldiers who lived and could return home were asked to do so as soon as possible.

"Think of your next hand! You haven't lost anything yet!...... I wouldn't be struggling with anything yet!!

Be a soldier who can return home alive.

You can cry or leak. Live and be feared by your enemies.

The desire to return him to his parents was enshrined in this word of the Hundred Grants.

I'm old, I'm in management, I'm a parent.

The prayer that is put into this word is becoming more apparent.

The applause began out of nowhere.

Soon you'll pull me back through the ages, when I was ready to feel like a hundred Grants chiefs back then.

"I knew it wasn't. Williams, a hundred men doesn't really feel it."

"Whoa... well, I can't get this far hot valve"

"It's hot, Smythson, ten chiefs!

... I suddenly get embarrassed, then I raise my hand and run back to the road to the woods.

"... Mr. Andy"

"Ah, Apple......"

"Cool place like that, haven't seen it in a while"

"... hi, don't chill out"

"No.... I knew my eyes were right before I lost my memory"

Gyu, and Apple coming holding his arms tight.

Nevertheless, it's a take-away, and it's an empty speech.

When the seed of the story is about Apple's memory, it's also hard to tear it up.

A lot, complicated.

(cont 'd)