Half-elves Fall in Love

After eating the bear pan, the cats and daughters scatter across the meadow to enjoy the healed vertigo organs.

Don't go in the labyrinth. It's dangerous.

"They say there are demons in the woods around you too, so please don't stay too far apart"

Mr. Hilda and Christie draw attention.

"I mean, you should collect it and go home once..."

I would suggest so by accident, but Mr. Hilda laughs bitterly.

"Just for a second, forgive him. From a desert-born cat beast, this forest is really like the world of dreams... and because my body is free, I feel like walking as I please, you know."

"... well, yeah"

I'm a little convinced.

Christie also turns to the defense.

"They are cat beasts, so they are excellent at night. There will be no danger because many of them originally lost their organs in dangerous hunts, and they will be careful. … just in case, I'll let my family see it."

"Helpful"

... Something about me, you're like a commander.

"And then... I came right out of Renfangas, so the question is, are you worried about Mr. Deane or Lyla? I was wondering if it would be a good day trip, but if I let him play too much, he wouldn't be able to do that..."

"I think that's fine. The obvious thing is that I was listening to Mr. Selene and the silver fennel, and I told my men I left them in the baron's mansion."

Christie just has a long life as the person in charge. There was no clue about it.

"Well, if anything happens, it's that Lyla and Irina are there, and you're flying.... What if I decide to stay tonight?

"Hmmm......"

Anyway, after days of free time, I don't know.

I would also like to say hello to the remaining female slaves of Polka, as this matter has been cleared up safely. I put it behind me, but I don't want to see the construction progress of my new home, and I want to see how Isaac and the others are doing. I'm also concerned about making parts for the armor that I've almost thrown round Mr. Jackie, and whether the Maple sisters are doing it right.

But, well, you're certainly right when they say it's all good tomorrow. I really don't need it today.

...... Ugh. Stop thinking deeply because something makes me seem like a kid who doesn't need me very much.

"So you decide to stay today?... Ask Diel and the others to lend us a place to burn. If you decide where to go back, the cats who feel comfortable walking will be calm."

"I'll tell you"

Maia runs to Diel, who is finishing cleaning up the bear pan and pulling it off to Labyrinth Village.

"Ha. Well, I guess I'm finally done for today."

Mr. Hilda rubs his shoulders loose just for a little while, age appropriate.

... that you shouldn't laugh. Mr. Hilda has taken on many of the patients I brought myself.

"Good luck"

Mr. Hilda looks back and laughs niggly as I try to rub my shoulders around behind one thing here.

"Is that good where you rub it?

"For once, you feel like pure labor."

"Hey, you should reach out to me, Doctor. I feel so worked up. Nah."

…………

I don't know, but I reached out and eagled my tits from behind.

"Ah ♪ Yes, I'm finally rubbing it..."

"Here, Dark Elf"

I raise my voice that the breakcore I was watching on the side seems dissatisfied.

"That's good, a reward from your husband for your hard work, female slave."

"I wasn't out of my hands either.... I don't have any stiffness."

Bitter smile at the bumping breakcore. I stroke my head, I stroke my shoulders down, I stroke my butt.

"... hey, what a reward for me too"

"You don't like that?

"Is it possible that I don't like it?... it's just that... I did a magic catalyst today, and if you're tired, I was going to shy away, because the dark elves there are inexorable"

"... cute, what about breakcore"

I kiss Blakecore while rubbing Mr. Hilda's tits in one effort.

"I'm fine.... there's time. I'm going to make you a baby today."

"N…………"

Breakcore, looks happy. Today is a young day, so I have a protective appetite.

Christie comes in a little dissapointed there, too.

"Well, I wasn't too lazy either."

"... All right, all right"

I don't have enough hands. The hand I left for Mr. Hilda is held by herself with a milk rub at some point.

"So, mate in the cabin?"

Breakcore laughs.

I snorted after a glimpse of the catbeasts scattered all over the meadow.

It's about those girls who know about that colony's insanity. If you start screwing on this occasion, you may think it's your duty to join the war.

That makes me personally fun, but it's bad for Diel.

"I used it in my treatment earlier, I used it in this kind of jerk... it's like this cabin is your bathroom, Andy."

"Is potty us?... That's not too bad."

"Is the potty next to the slave"

Acting female doctor, holy beast and clan chief starting to take off her clothes to the Trinity Three.

Brown tits, baby butts colored by white hair, and ripe hips.

A collar on three necks nominates me as the organizer of a slutty feast.

"Do you want to put a semen toilet and a sign at the entrance and exit?

Breakcore smiles as I snuggle up against the back of Breakcore, kidding around his waist.

"If you want, that's fine."

"... sorry, I knew it was Nashi"

"I don't think it makes a big difference when you're wearing a collar on me. Write a semen toilet in your home or name tag yourself a female slave..."

"I don't think it's a good idea to keep interpreting enlargement like that."

The collar can't even be strong with fashion. No, it's irrelevant if he openly declares that he's "a testament to female slavery."

"Sooo good. It's not good to go too far. At best," The Smythson Family Breeding Facility "or something."

"More like" Smythson Tutorial "..."

"Don't you guys ride badly!

Couscous and laughing black and white slut elves.

"None of this would be a mistake. Reproduce it as you please, teach it... you should refresh it" "

Knock, knock, shake your hips left or right, shake my golden balls at the top edge of your ass and invite Toddler Girl Breakcore.

"I will, but come on.... Okay, Potty Play Today"

While I'm not sure if I'm on it myself, I'll let the three of you lined up in bed take out the narrow rope.

Tie your arms behind your back with a rope and secure them in a uniformly crawling position.

In turn, tie each other around Mr. Hilda, Blakecore and Christie's knee boy with rope, and keep each leg connected from the edge of the bed to keep the rope tense so that the two ends spread their legs reasonably well.

It's for me. It's a female slave toilet.

Oh, very guessy.

If you do it besides female slaves, you'll probably be traumatized, right? This.

"Oh... I don't know, so..."

"Yeah, don't feel like a slave..."

But Christie and Blakecore seem to like it oddly.

"Look, it doesn't feel good just to watch."

And Mr. Hilda lets him shake his butt even in that state.

"So... here's your reward."

I'll start by pushing my dick in from Mr. Hilda.

"Look, push your ass out more, most potty"

"Ha, ha."

Not to mention not meshing with my wife-woman doctor who looks like he's having fun with me.

but Russia is energized when I look up at the two beside me looking up with only my eyes envious while keeping the humiliating outfits lined up.

In the middle of this elf territory, I potty the greatest beauties of them all.

It even makes me remember the intoxicating joy of being treated like this humiliating potty, keeping its nudity exposed and waiting for the excretion of dirty semen.

Oh, a distorted desire for conquest is satisfied.

Christy and Blakecore must be the precious treasures of the land.

Tie those girls down with a rope with an embarrassing outfit and lay them flat, and on top of that, make even a wife named Mr. Hilda recognize as a "reward" for pouring in plenty of children.

You don't have to think about it often. It's abnormal, it's wrong. But I'm no longer in a position to accept this kind of sex as a matter of course.

It's a mess. I just think it's an absolute joke if someone I don't know sees it.

"Ha, ah, ah... Andy, even though that was all shi... I poured in plenty of sixpence and I still don't have this kind of bee..."

"A little bloody eclectic was an incomplete burn...... but it's better to drown in a porn manko I burn!

Enjoy Mr. Hilda's ample fleshy and crisp proportions, as well as potty holes that are good at pleasing men.

"Wow, my... uh, erotic manko, too, is delicious...?

"If you get tired of the taste of those two holes, I want you to use my coco whenever you want... it must be fresh because it's such a nari..."

The two neighbors insist firmly.

I laugh nigga and switch to the breakcore ass next door.

"Ahhh... I should've ejaculated you already..."

Welcome to the second potty.

"Am I the third potty......? Ku, you're so excited when you put it in your mouth, treating potty manko over number calling..."

All over Mr. Hilda's love fluids, he shoves them rampantly between the butts of a breakcore that is not a bit taller than the two beside him.

Its young body's unique, moth-textured and frightening butt meat shivers, and cuddly narrow vaginal meat welcomes me in.

"Huh, ahhh..."

"Damn, this hole is definitely different..."

"So, whenever you want to get it out... it's potty."

"Ha... ha... please use this third potty too"

"Chris...... no, the third potty, too exasperated -"

"Phew... most potty, too."

"Aha... "

Leaving aside the two left and right who are enjoying themselves in word play, enjoy breakcore vaginas back and forth as you wish.

When things get better in motion, they also reach out to Kristi and Mr. Hilda's buttocks, who are sticking out unchanged, enjoying the feel of their wet genitals with their fingers, and offend their breakcore with just their hips.

but.

"Ku... Bye, it's time..."

It was considerably elevated in Mr. Hilda's vagina, so I finally reach my limit.

It's not cool to leak it right away, so I managed to get it to hold at all, but it ended up in the breakcore with Doppy.

"FUCK.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Uh. If it means I used it, I'd be first, wouldn't I?

"Excreted…………"

Blakecore and Mr. Hilda starting the weirdest feud.

And Christie looks at me as she shivers her slight hips into anticipation.

"Hurry up and use the third potty..."

"Mmm. After using it properly once more..."

"Ah... be mean..."

"It's a lie. Get ready, Potty Woman # 3."

"Ha ha..."

Stick wet people in semen and two love fluids into Christie's hair wet in anticipation without interruption.

"Wake up. It's morning, Andy."

"Hmmm...?

At some point, he was asleep.

When I woke up, I slept with it inserted, on a breakcore fixed with rope, spreading my crotch over the letter V on my back, as opposed to the first time I tied it.

It was Luna who woke me up.

On the left and right, Mr. Hilda sleeps in the same position as Blakecore, and Christie looks a little bitter.

"Um, I'd like to go to the bathroom, so... can you untie me, Mr. Smythson"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..."

I'll untie you while you fall asleep.

I rushed to wrap my clothes around them and dropped Christie off by the side as she left, Maia and Luna sent me a jitty eye in dissatisfaction.

"I worked hard too"

"Koyu, if it's a soft fit, you're good at it..."

"Yes, no, you guys will do it again later...... these kinds of plays start this morning"

Without convincing me, I was to get Mr. Hilda out of the way in the refreshing light of the morning and let Maia and Luna also have the best and third potty.

... Uh, I figured it'd be a little tiring to keep going from your journey and not fuck.

(cont 'd)