Half-elves Fall in Love

I'm back at this extreme ease again.

"Mr. Smythson, who do you offend from first?

"Chief Sharon is the same cowardly boob set as Deane Hundred and Selene, so don't argue too much with yourself."

"Oh, Tess. But Mr. Smythson can't decide by the size of his chest."

"Mm-hmm. I also hear you're particularly adorable for Irina and Angelos the Slash Sword"

"Mm-hmm. Those two are flat indeed. I mean, it's not like Tess or me at all, but by mistake, it's not big tits. Pirates have narrow shoulders."

"but let's do our best, Naris"

"... No, Tetes is going to be a big deal if you work too hard"

The Lenfangus gauntlets gather four people to continue their inscrutable comic talent.

Around the density of the house, the four elves led by Fennel have just fallen into a silver pear. Selene and Apple are sun-drenched on the edge, and the Maple sisters chat with Luna as they set up hot springs.

Those guys, unwrapped paradise.

In a nearby silver pear tree, there is also the figure of Angelos Aurora Combine, who flashes a tree stick from the jump to shed fruit and continues to alternate a nice catch downstairs.

I'm still out of my sight, but there must be Irina, Christie, Mr. Deane, Jeanne and Maia too.

... and a new member found there looking embarrassed in the shade of a tree.

"Cute, and Marone too"

"Nha..."

"Hey, that's kind of an awesome vibe... it looks like all of our colonies were sticking out, but everyone here, your husband's personal arr, right?

"... when it comes to me, it's me."

Instructional conversations are difficult to read the atmosphere.

All of them had taken off their clothes and folded up at the time they approached the village as if they were going to take a bath, so although the unfamiliar Marone had somehow followed them, they could not have expected it until they moved smoothly into the flow of staying intact and thoughtful.

He couldn't even get into an attitude of exposing everything thoughtfully, like everyone else, and he was kind of shrinking.

"Here's the thing... your husband's, hobby...?

"Well, it's a hobby. It's great to say that you all expose yourselves to friendly and flirtatious looks for me."

Common sense people haven't said anything about momentum like passive approval, but I actually love it very much.

"... mi, do we all mate?

"I will. I would let about ten people on all fours and commit one crime after another, or I would push a girl down and out when I felt like it in the wilderness around it. And of course, I'll just let some people shave and rub their tits slowly."

I've been here since I almost cleaned up my errands outside so I don't have to go outside this time. So although some female slaves, like Irina and Sevory, have daughters who go outside every day, it's a condition that I can only sole myself for a while.

Surprisingly, there's never been a time like this, a time I've just set aside for sex for days.

"That's why I decided on you at first.... Let's get laid, Marone, Cute"

"Yes... I'll do my best..."

"Nha…………"

In a leaking day.

I react to my whispers with a pickle of ears, align them, point my butt at this one, and stand my tail still to expose my pussy.

He's not negative for etsy itself, even if he still can't adapt to a naked life.

"Is Cute still the second time?

"Ha, yes... but that's why, like all the other slaves, eh, so full of heads... a lot, please... your husband"

"You don't have to stir me up so much, I'm gonna get better and better for the girl who let me fuck you once."

"..................................................................................................................................................................................................."

I whisper to him as he caresses the two asses nasty, Cute feels sensitive and trembles, even though he is still inexperienced.

He may be good at focusing his nerves because he had originally lost his sight.

... and signs behind it there.

is bulky and suddenly cuddled from behind her kneeling.

"I'm sure it's the Smythson Ten, so it's up to your butt."

"Tetes!?

Because it's always the form to offend from the back and because of the many situ to offend with only rounded buttocks, there are plain few opportunities to come into contact with the raw skin of Tess's upper body.

Such an open and expansive situation makes me doggy with the feel and warmth of Tess's skin.

Is Tess enjoying it, Couscous, smiling... no, isn't such a subtle hue or rush for this child? I guess I just can't help but find this messy situation interesting.

"Both holes will be made into a toy dedicated to the ejaculation of the ten Smythson men, I'm sure. It's just my butt."

"What's a butt... kimochi, okay...?

"As much as you want to spread it from yourself."

"Here, this is Tess. I'm not blowing anything weird into Cute."

"Uh."

Even while I twirl the buttocks of the two cats and screw my fingers inside my vagina, Tess, hugged from behind, doesn't try to leave her body tempered to the left and right so sweet.

She's like a cat in a different way.

"Tate, don't interrupt."

I kiss Tess on the cheek with a bitter smile and make her leave.

"Ah..."

"I'll fuck your ass up later, too."

"... and... That's the kind of toko that's dangerous."

"That's what I call a toco."

"... what you're talking about, you bastard, make it weird."

No, I think Tess' taste is more dangerous than mine now and then.

"... butt... I will...?

"I don't really take cues either. I want Cute to have a baby in a hole where she can get pregnant."

"Nha... ♪ ♪ I like the hole where you get pregnant too... ♪"

"Good boy."

... Soon.

No, Cute seems to have a crush on me, but it wasn't on guttural determination like Marone.

Of course, I'm talking about forgiving myself and Grandma Donna, and I don't have any problem getting her pregnant at all, but maybe it's not smart to look like a very natural person.

"But Marone, the female slave, comes first"

"Nha..."

"Oh, thank you, my husband..."

"sloppy..."

"Oh, let me worry about it. Cute."

"Shut up, Tess. I'm someone who takes care of female slaves."

Pull your fingers out of Marone's vagina and I'll give you a penis. Marone shuddered herself to joy, and Cute seemed sorry to hold her finger. I still have my middle finger in that cutie's vagina, so I'll twirl it around, but it still doesn't look like it's enough.

"Ha... ha... your husband's, penis... he came in ah..."

"Oh, it's in Marone again"

"Have fun... please..."

"Of course."

I begin to rock my hips so as to respond to Marone's healthy words.

Marone gets stuffy and tastes the feel. She's actually only a second time, too, but I can't feel any pain or disgust at all thanks to the loose loss of her virginity in Spiritual Springs.

"Ha... ah, ahem..."

"Marone, take your place quickly... hey husband, how can you be a female slave...?

"It's easy. Just give me the collar and tell me you want to thrive in your husband's samen for the rest of your life, until your great-grandson's generation."

"This is Tess!

What to say.

"No, all the time... all my daughters and granddaughters to your husband...?

"So don't run in that weird direction! All I need is for you to have a baby!

"Your husband... wants you to concentrate on getting me pregnant..."

"Ugh, sorry."

Pretty cat beast daughter just begging me to get pregnant increases the tension, but when I teeth, I'll say what.

"Oh, you know, your husband... then, he said he was going to have a baby... that's all, okay? I still don't want to have any children other than your husband."

"Duh, slavery means treating you like a jerk. Specifically…"

It bothers me for a while as I wave my hips against Gucci and Marone.

... Is that it?

No, I'm doing it specially because I'm a female slave. Like abnormal play... no?

"Ass or something."

"Butt is your special measure! Or you're not a female slave in the first place!

"Right. I told you I'd make you a whore ass hole slave, but you're not a female slave yet."

"Ugh."

You said something a step ahead of me.

"... toys are fine, nya... so..."

Cute stares up with one ear hanging.

... Damn. A child's face. A daughter's face is very destructive.

"Me too, together... together, your husband..."

"Uh too, okay, you're a female slave too!

"Nha…………"

"So...!

ejaculate into the dokun, dokun, and marone.

"Phew, ahhh..."

Marone uttered a voice that was impressed by the sensation of the semen that was relentlessly poured into her, fingering intriguingly at the zamen that Tess dripped back.

Pull through the penis where the remnants still remain in the urethra and stick it in the face of Cute.

"So don't complain about being attached to any perverted play, little girl"

"... Huh, ha..."

It was meant to be slightly threatening, but Cute thought he was being asked for something, and when he narrowed his eyes, he put his mouth straight on his chin and sucked the juice in his urethra.

And I almost broke my back feeling sorry for that sucked out feeling.

But also hit the cutie.

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

He shuddered and lay low.

... well, I'm sensitive to smells, so that just has a pretty good effect on the pleasure center.

"Damn... you don't look happy smoking a salmon."

I go around behind such a cutie and let her sneak around that vagina again.

Meanwhile, Tess looks intrigued at Marone's butt as she lays low on depression.

"... can I lick some more?

"Nha... no..."

What are you doing?... Although it's a bit of a smile that two naked girls have a direct uterine semen fitting.

Meanwhile, Cute was obsessed with my penis early.

Cat beasts may be particularly quick to adapt to sex.

"Nha, ha... ha, ha, ha... ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

"Are you sure?

"Ugh... a lot, back, to be poked... it's painful, but somehow, it all feels better... right in front of me, it's nice bright white, melted..."

The meaning of the word is subtle but the nuances convey.

As requested by such a cutie, I offend instead of slowing down, with a go and go impact.

And Cute seemed satisfied, then she turned her spine upside down and got bored, not to mention drooling tears and covetousness while timing herself to punch my penis deep... almost hazy, I ejaculate.

"Nyahhhhhh..."

"Ku, out...... pregnant!

"Getting pregnant... Master, look, I'm pregnant, look..."

My penis. Cute that cramps to match this rhythm.

Take a breath and go back to the village's central square to figure out what to do next, and the nudity there pops into your eyes in response.

Fennel and Oregano naked apron butts cooking.

Serene and Apple tits that sun in symmetry like pinching a bloated stomach.

Some of Christie Deane Sharon's top three figures do paperwork naked at the private house end, while Maia and Laurier still face each other on the lawn without a thread, reaching out one hand to each other... suddenly Maia flies into the air for about a few meters.

I didn't jump myself, I flew around and fell to the ground with a messy spin.

"Hey, what are you doing!?

Running over, a little sleepy Laurier looks up at me.

"... I'd really like to see it or something, because Angelos says... he's going to get hurt if it's Angelos"

"So what is that!?

"... one of the throwing moves passed on to us. Dad or something, I'll throw a bear or a corner horse."

"It hurt..."

Maia getting up swooping.

Heavy clashes to the ground and pebbles and other things were engulfing the body, but that's the dragon, dusting properly and nothing more scratchy in seconds.

Sure, if Angelos gets this decent, is it spa treatment for half a day?

"I mean, Laurie, you're really strong..."

"I won't use it though. It's not for me."

I'm out of line, Laurie. If I could use such an amazing move, I'd be in good shape.

Maia followed.

"Every contest is talented, whether it's for you or not. The dragon is so physically fit to fight that it doesn't matter if it has some character, but this girl has a lot of physical difficulties to get herself up in battle, and she doesn't seem to be very good at every fight mentally"

"... it's hard to be clear"

It's a friendship between tense daughters. It's a confrontation.

Angelos, who watched it in the front seat beside him, slaps his hand and honors it.

"But it was brilliant. I want you to tell me slowly, if you don't mind."

"Fine... but I told you, if I found out, my dad would be mad at me, so I guess."

"Oh. I promise."

A circle of interaction that connects steadily even in naked paradise.

It's an ideal world, including eye care and everyday feeling.

It would be a shame if Elmo and the others finished building the house.

"Shall I train you?"

"... it was"

If I was nibbling, I would be rammed into Irina, who had a face from a private house near me.

"Wear pants and sandals or so. If you fall, it's not a trick."

"Wow, I know."

Imagine a full-thin gravel before you die.

So when I try to run to get the least amount of clothes.

"Shall I go out with you too?"

"No, I will. Isn't it hard for Mr. Sharon to exercise naked on that chest?

"No, you can't do it."

"Knight chief. Leave it to me and Naris."

"What!? I'm about to take a bath time!? I mean, naturally. Don't decide to participate in such a crazy game, Mr. Almeida!!

"You guys don't have to work out naked or anything either!? Because it hurts. Absolutely!?

Fine, but sometimes I don't know if it's me or anything else that's obsessed with being naked.

No, I guess it's the same with the female slaves who are always happy to end up connected to etsy.

(cont 'd)