Half-elves Fall in Love

"This kind of accommodation... I mean, we get together, and anyway, this kind of thing, what makes me happy... is that I can be with everyone"

That's what Selene says and moves her hand.

Needless to say, Selene, who carefully jerks off Cute's slightly sandy blonde hair, weighs in.

Don't worry about worrying about overcooling your stomach, etc., as I now care with the magic deposited with Mr. Deane by Mr. Hilda.

But no matter how often you say you interact, Selene, who can't move around easily on her own, tends to be oblivious to incrementally moving relationships.

It seems very comfortable at the moment that I can grasp that all at once and adjust it if necessary.

... Well, it's just not that easy to get out or in because they're all bare things.

"Nyah. Mr. Selene's gesture, gentle."

"Really? Hair handling is well praised. I used to try to make a living with my hair tied."

Carefully combed and knitted separately with clean hair, Selene quickly tailored to a cute hairstyle mixed with ponytail and three knits.

"Yes, she's cute."

"Thanks."

"No."

Me breaking into the heartwarming girl's interaction with a pregnant woman with a tit eagle from behind Selene all the time.

"Oh, Mr. Andy."

"Selene is as clever as ever."

"Eh heh.... Shall I also take care of Andy's hair?

"I don't care if a man takes such elaborate care of it"

"I wouldn't even say kudos are stylish enough to slowly comb and get your hair done with oil. I'll give you a haircut, if that's what you mean."

"I'd rather have a threesome."

…………

"Sorry I slipped"

Super reflection.

"I'll go out with you three or five shots after I cut your hair, right? Pa Pa" "

"Etch, are you okay now?

Yes, thanks to you.

Selene smiles.

"Hilda also taught me the magic of keeping me from giving birth prematurely when I'm out, and we'll have plenty of fun."

"Hey, can I go too...?

"Yeah, let's take care of Mr. Andy's penis together, shall we, Cute?"

Cute with a small body and totally maternal selenium with both breasts and stomach.

The contact seemed thin, but is that why Selene is actively working to put it in the wheel?

Well, I'm sure factional groupings, such as the Cat Beast Colony, Gauntlet, and Elf Terraces, have recently begun to advance.

It's not inherently good to split on those hedges. In other words, Selene seems afraid that my enjoyment will narrow.

"Cute is getting along with everyone else, and we'll have fun conceiving Andy's baby."

"Ugh, yeah."

It's too much to hear from the side, but in this junction cell, that's the best justice right now.

"So, Mr. Andy, please tease Cute's body. I'll have a haircut in the meantime."

"What, do you do that in parallel?

"Cute hasn't had much experience yet, so I need to fill you with foreplay. Oh, but not till the end of the haircut, right? Because if you shake your head, you won't cut it."

"Mmm."

I admire Selene for putting my satisfaction first, holding Cute nudity.

"Oh, um... then"

There, Oregano, who was watching beside him, raises his hand as a jerk.

"In the meantime, what I can do with my penis..."

"Oh, that's good. Well, then, Mr. Andy, you may be a little cramped, but you can touch Cute with a diagonal hug. Mr. Oregano is in charge of penis shaving, and I'm going to cut his hair in between."

... I hope you put my satisfaction first.

"I wonder if it's possible to do it at the same time"

"It's something I'll try."

"Ya, be gentle."

"Now if you'll excuse me... Mm-hmm."

Three bare skins snuggle together and a haircut full of pleasure begins.

"Ha ha... there, I feel... uuuuuuuuuu"

"Mm, mmm, mmm... mmm"

"Yes, yes, please don't move. We've got it all up."

... or a little cramped.

The height of the sun does not change in the junction cell.

Not too high, not too low, not too hot, not too low.

So the art of weighing time is scarce. I depend on my belly clock and the entry and exit of Faceko going outside.

I'm home.

"Right now."

"I'm back now"

As usual, Azel and Liselle, who work as a lodger, and Christie, who meets up with them, come up.

As soon as I got to the village, I waited for them to start untying my belt.

"Stop.... only show me where to take off my pussy"

"Nyah."

"Eh?"

"Um... underwear, I'm not wearing it"

Take off your clothes while Christie looks in trouble. Tits and groin then become dew.

"This is fine. But I think it's a human treasure to slip through a girl's ass."

"Go. Take it off?"

"Nha... let's go together - so take it off?

"Wait, wait. One at a time. Come here one at a time, turn your ass over here and take your time."

I hold Kristi from behind, who has undressed, and instruct them both to rub her tits with a burnt hand.

... behind me, signs of Almeida and Angelos sighing a little.

"You're acting too good a pervert."

"I think I'm just too excited."

"Shut up, you perverts with a collar."

You two are way out of line on my word.

It goes without saying that being in the village is inevitably a perfect fit that should be more embarrassing than the two of us who are stripping.

"It's not good enough to make me take my underwear off, Almeida"

"Yes, it's generally something more embarrassing to change than to be naked, chief knight!

"I wonder. Well, I think it's only a minor difference now."

Sharon also joins me in watching my truly arrogant hindsight.

Take it off.

"That's good....... yeah. Excellent."

"I want to see your husband."

"Nyah."

I tail up and shake my butt in alignment even though the twins haven't given any indication.

It's Grate.

"Good to be alive"

Me gripping Christie's tits all the time and tearing her up.

"Let it be, can't you at least feel the tears while inserting...?

"Dear Christy, be sure!

"It's weird to insert it!

The simultaneous scratches of Almeida and Angelos burst into Christie's tongue-in-cheek suggestion.

"So, any movement outside?

"Mr. Lyla and Mr. Hilda are back once"

"Once?

Report on events outside.

Marone and face-to-face seating, listening to... While stroking Marone's red, long hair, he moves his hips himself with the supple ankles of the beast man.

Aurora and Apple, who feed me silver pear dishes, also listen to Christie's report as she pushes her tits against me.

"I mean, immediately to the Sacred Beast Labyrinth?

Christie nods at Aurora's gavel.

"I asked if I didn't have to wait for Mr. Smythson, but this time Mr. Hilda said it wasn't necessary"

"... well, I guess so"

I nod as I hug Marone and boost my sweet ejaculatory appetite for vaginal tightness.

"... don't let your husband offend you, give you that treatment...? It hurt so much..."

"Nancy, who I'm supposed to have brought in this time, is more like Deane."

"... so, Mr. Deane's...?

...... so Marone is not sure how amazing Mr. Deane is.

"He's good at magic, he's a dark elf who survived two years alone in some unmanned oasis, fighting sandworms in the desert and losing one arm, one leg and one eye in all sorts of accidents"

"... uh, the person in the story?

"Existent"

If I'm in that situation, I'm definitely giving up in three days.

I don't know how your combat skills compare to those of Mr. Deane, but I don't know anyone more than Mr. Nancy, at least in terms of guts.

"For once he's a wife, even if it's easier for me and Maia to cushion him, he'll choose to take it alone"

"Nha... never again, that..."

"It's triple because it's hands, feet and eyes..."

It also seems to include Mr. Hilda's goal of enabling children to do so, so maybe the gut damage will also be healed together in a breakcore formula.... I imagine it's arresting to the gut. Hell.

Still, I can't think of Mr. Nancy losing her temper at all.

"I hope it heals."

Apple whines as she feeds me a sweet-boiled silver pear.

... Isn't there any chance it won't heal, no.

All the cat beasts so far just happen to have worked well with trial and error, and some parts are still unknown as to whether the wounds of hundreds of years really heal.

"Well, it's Mr. Hilda and Breakcore. Do something, I'm sure."

"Right. … are the hardest people to imagine failing."

Everyone laughs at Aurora's words. You're absolutely right.

"Hey, it's time to get out... Marone, I'm gonna rock you a little"

"Ha, ha... Please, Shima..."

With Marone in his arms, Yo is in a mood to get up from the edge and transition to the station valve to shake his hips.

Marone is pleasantly intoxicated and doesn't let go with her legs tangled in my waist as she tangles my tongue with me.

Grab that ass and I'll spar. My hips got stronger enough to hold one girl and get to the top.

"We're leaving, we're leaving... open your womb and wait, Marone"

Whispering that to Marone even though he thinks he's unscrupulous, Marone nods and hugs me in the neck.

The vagina makes a jiffy noise. The feeling of the tortoise head twisting as the irregularities in the inner wall drool over the saliva.

Three naked elves and half-elf ladies who envy such a cat daughter and my intense interactions.

"Ha... you're going to be seeded, you're going to be... I envy you"

"Let Dwarves, half elves, even cat beast daughters conceive... if you even conceive that Mr. Tetes, the kids will be confused too"

"... really, Mr. Smythson is too energetic..."

In the envy and carnal gaze of three naked beauties, I ejaculate on Marone.

"Eww... ah!!

"Funya..."

Doku, doku, doku... and.

Ejaculate into Marone's vagina, overflowing as it were, passing on the penis and the semen, which was foam, drips off the ballbag.

"Ah..."

"So much..."

"It should be much easier for cat beasts to host people's children than elves, so I guess this has gotten pregnant..."

Three sighs of admiration.

"Funya... ah..."

With his penis pierced, Marone's legs slip off his hips and tangle behind my knees.

I walk slowly down to the edge.

"Shh, semen... Thank you, thank you..."

"No, I don't know if I'd like to thank you for being offended"

When I question the weird thank-you, the three elves are all in the same place.

"Thank you is not strange as a slave because you are being offended by hope"

Aurora, the look on your face like you don't know.

"Is it weird to say it? If you could pour semen into me, I'd be pregnant, I'd feel good, I'd be happy."

Apparently, Apple can't find elements of denial either as female slaves at all.

"I don't know about this, but those who don't like it won't be able to accept serving naked like this"

Christie is also modestly inside all affirmations.

"I'm just as greedy as I want to be, so even if I'm thankful... I'm not."

I don't think you're going to hate me, or it's not a pattern to offend me while I'm being hated, but I don't think it's like you're going to thank me.

"... but I'm glad... thank you, let me tell you..."

Marone, breathing rough as she overflows the semen from her vagina, still says so on top of each other and smiles.

Not as much as Selene or Apple, but richer and more shapely breasts rise and fall compared to the elves. It's as if the red tail is shaking with plenty of satisfaction and expressing itself in its heart.

"But I'd rather they say it felt good or shi again than thank me for the semen or something"

"Well."

"Heh, that's what Mr. Andy is like, isn't it?"

"That's too obvious for us. Because I don't even have to wear clothes to get people to offend me at any time."

"But I like that one.... if that's what you mean to play, it's not too lame to accept it."

Looks like they're only asking for the result of ejaculation. Kind of, yeah.

Well, I can't help but see the Maple sisters coming to be seeded from the colony, but I want the female slaves to focus some more on the etsy itself.

Inside is the end result.

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"Hot springs and really privileged land here, too."

"Ya, well, because it's mysterious northern elf territory.... No, Tess used to come and go with a collar or something. Smythson, you owe me ten. He looked a little suspicious when I even went through the elves."

"Uh, like Marone or something, I decided I just haven't made it yet."

"... does that mean you're already recognized as a female slave?

"Haha, well, Smythson Ten Chiefs says he's a slut ass hole slave." "

"It's not like a young kid says an ass hole or anything. Mother will be angry."

"Naris said.... Well, I certainly wasn't willing to go that deep into female slavery or anything"

"... why the past form?"

"Hmmm. Smythson Ten Female Slaves sounds like out-of-the-box fun... As Naris said before, when you get used to seeing them, out-of-the-box guy, he doesn't look bad..."

"So, Tetes, wake up!

"Ya, just kidding!

(cont 'd)