Half-elves Fall in Love

Grandpa Dan's visit to Polka has forced the SWAT to suspend its actions.

Or, well, in short, I'd like to offer you quite a treat, and eventually when I put you back in the colony, I need the wings of a dragon.

Plus, I just need a little time to sort out the moving luggage I brought from Basson, and order furniture, and it's not strictly Grandpa Dan's fault for stopping troop activity.

"I wonder how many years I've been soaking in the water. Sometimes, yeah."

"Bath, have you been there, Grandpa?"

"Huh. I talked to the doctor and he told me to try both because my eyes are not well, because both visceral problems and trauma are possible."

Speaking of doctors, it's not Mr. Hilda, but apparently the director of Polka's hospital (or only one of his doctors).

... Well, even though I can't help it because I have such a spiritual fountain, I also wonder if you would consider medicating or operating on your own for a little while.

At home, he was very accommodating for storing personal belongings that were mostly brought in after all.

"Let's use one room for storage. We don't have enough furniture."

"You just don't have the storage to hold my clothes..."

"There's also a lot of Angelos teasing. How many short swords of this cheap stuff do you have?"

"But don't say crap!... Sure, there's no use for it, but the sword is full of souls."

Angelos holds the used sword tight.

The fact that a soul dwells on a sword is a superstition that is particularly common among trot swordsmen.

Says every sword, large or small, and of good quality, has a soul to dwell on, and it tests the soul of the user.

The swords of the wicked and the nasty become useless by spilling or breaking the blades in the worst of situations. A good swordsman would, on the contrary, respond to swords more than performance.

It is their faith that we must live clean, proud, so that the sword does not hate us in times of need.

It can be said to be the limiting of the spiritual faith that is common in Celesta. It can also be considered a simple idea that stands alongside the patron saint faith of Trot's original earth.

"It's pathetic how many swords of memories just die. One of these days, I'm gonna start over."

"... still, well, then... okay"

Angelos snorts at my suggestion.

There are so many, it's a good idea to put together some real steel and rebuild it to a good price, or make it a blade for everyday use.

"You think funny. I hear a lot about souls in dolls."

Tess impresses me.

"In the southern plains, there is a toco called the crystal of the soul."

"Right. If you wear too much, the jewels will fight each other and break the owner's health... so I'll taboo you. It might be interesting to see regional differences in what your soul holds."

Naris and Sharon also teach us exotic customs.

There's a lot going on.

And it will soon be night.

By the time I left Basson in the morning and got to Polka, it was nearly evening, so the day ended early...... well, I can't help it.

"You've eaten time to travel. Well, if it weren't for the Lylas, it'd be weeks away."

"Ho. There's a complete north and south round trip about the board."

Sha-sha, Pan, and Mr. Deane and Lyla float their hoarse sighs in the night sky as they pour water on their bodies.

... it's Grandpa Harry and Williams looking at it sideways. Looking directly at the cancer from the front is Rants and Gort.

Needless to say, it's man water.

"... you have as good a body as ever, both the Hundred Chiefs and Lila"

Williams says softly. Horny Brothers nodded loudly.

"Honestly, I'm not sure which way to pull it out"

"... oh, I knew I was a hundred men long"

Then I'm Mr. Lyla.

Does it make sense to share, you guys?

... And I'm between those two beauties, I started masturbating. So I see Rants and Goats from the front, very much so.

"Stop it, both of you."

"Even though the Smythson Ten Chiefs!

"We can't stop our fight!

Two willing wannabes.

"... don't bother if Andy doesn't like it but can go on"

"Ho. Do you even call it a phantom so you can't see?"

"Wait, Mr. Lyla! We are the ones who pull it out live..."

"Almost there! Just a few more minutes!

The two of them increase their speed by sensing Lyla try to interrupt them.

That's where Grandpa Dan came in and was stunned by the frontal showdown between the two beautiful women vs the Horny Brothers.

"... what the hell is this"

"Duh... where did you explain it from"

I wonder if I should talk from these two guys who bathe fine in man water, or if I explained that from the two guys who make it a grand zurinetta and masturbate live.

From behind that grandfather Dan.

"I don't care. Yeah. Sister Lyla and the hundred captains are so messy, I don't even care about men's baths."

Jeanne appeared with a cloth roll.

Horny brothers react to you too.

"Ki, toddler girl in between boobs!

"This is... not bad!

but i'm sorry it was in front of grandpa dan who said that.

"Konno, he's a grandson of a man and he's not a grandson!

Grabbed Rants' leg and threw him away, punching him in the back in the tibia across the goat.

The two of them are abruptly down.

"Ho, let's do it"

"Well, come to man water with Jeanne. I wonder if that would be too..."

Grandpa Dan gets curly angry at the two naked big titted beauties who still stand idyllic.

"It's just sweet from all the time my grandson flushes my back! Jeanne's just a kid in the first place! I don't care about filial piety like that, but it's not something big adults get excited to see!

"... so mojo. For once, you have a child."

"That's it!

* I am in a situation where it is not strange at all for me to be beaten up with something that makes that child pregnant with lust.

So Grandpa Harry sighed and said something.

"Um. That's it"

... I'm just agreeing. Why does this sound so evil?

Tired in the hot springs and served at the new tavern for dinner.

There are still just a lot of things missing and not in a state where someone can cook for granted at home.

And Grandpa Dan... there's no way he can break into the inn, so he's going to rent one of our rooms.

"I can't make you listen, so please be strict."

"Ho. Trust me."

"Me and Lyla are gonna strain it. Even the elves won't break it that way."

Ask Mr. Deane and Lyla to put up a strict phonetic phantom junction in my bedroom.

Originally, it was made of excellent structure for soundproofing (at Irina's request, she was exposed to a copy of Elf's architectural skills). But I'm worried about it, so just in case.

"Ho. And just me and Deane. Huh?

"You can call your sister or anywhere near Sharon."

"Don't worry about the weird wind, both of you"

Apparently, it's been a while since I nominated the two of you as night opponents, which is very uncomfortable.

For the female slaves, now too numerous, Selene, Lyla, and Mr. Deane can each be said to be the strongest women in a different sense.

Because of this, each one of them runs to successfully blend in the backward female slaves, and as a result they feel a little uncomfortable when it comes to their own situation.

Anyway, if you're going to be nominated as an on-the-spot opponent of etsy, and if you're going to have an evening opponent, or prolonged etsy, it seems like a seniority role to give way to a more inevitable opponent (a pregnancy OK group waiting to be seeded), a new and unfamiliar female slave, or a collective situation that satisfies me more fondly......

but.

"I don't need the Angelos to tell me, I just thought it was time for Lyla to be carefully adorable, and I want to shave Mr. Deane's tits every once in a while"

"Ho, you bastards, what did you say?"

"Even more satisfying if you're going to shave your breasts, Sharons, aren't you going to be more satisfied calling a confident woman on your chest...?

"I want to fuck Lila and Mr. Deane tonight and suck their tits."

Communicate your intentions firmly.

"Well, Irina's about to lose her hips. I'd love to get Angelos and Aurora all over the semen. I want to compare the apple and selenium seed waiting manko to the pregnant manko, and I want to get the maple sisters, Marone and Cute pregnant in a row too. I want to alternate Jeanne and Laurier to do plenty of dirt in the womb, and I want to offend Christie, Tess, Almeida and Maia more and more... but I want them to drown in their boobs tonight"

"When it comes to women, I think it would have been nice to have some extravagance."

"We can't get pregnant right now, and I don't mind you being here naked just to get your chest shaved sometimes until morning if that's what you want. You can say more selfishness to a woman. That's all. You're loved."

"I think it's an amazing luxury to have an intensive relationship with Mr. Deane and Lyla."

After all, it feels like you two are either prioritizing my satisfaction or trying to make me a little too selfish.

Let her surround herself with lots of female slaves to lust and conceive as she pleases. I think that's bliss for me, and I'm slightly disciplining myself to make it happen.

I'm pretty sure there's that part of the way I play sometimes, and it's actually a very comfortable thing to be thistled for doing that.

"I appreciate you trying to make me happy, but I'm a little sad if you're feeling diminished about wanting to love me"

"That can't be right"

"Ho. Damn, don't you remember even if you're anxious about my love"

"It could be. So remind me how Lila and Deane love each other."

I say it deliberately and sweetly.

The two laugh bitterly.

"... make it, you... you're a man who won't leave me alone"

"By virtue of this, do not try to light me and Deane all together. We both love each other so much that we can keep breathing and drooling in women's juice for as many days as we want."

"... don't mumble like you know all about me, Lila"

"Ho. Though I don't think we're all alike. Or are you saying you can't do it like me?

"If Andy says you can do so much, though there's no reason why I won't"

"Ho ho ho"

You two wait in bed. Take your clothes off slowly in front of me, and they come up.

Mr. Deane's brown skin, Lila's beautiful, white skin.

A line of tight but everywhere feminine flesh common to both attracts me superbly nasty, in conjunction with a statement of determination to bottomless sensuality.

"Come on, which chest do you want to shave and which hole do you want to put it in?

"Ho ho. I guess I want to put it in both anyway. Take turns with every ejaculation."

"... that's Lyla, I know my hobby"

"Ho ho. Shall I fill you from my womb first"

"Then I'm satisfied with Andy's breast greed. Come on...... do as you please"

Lyla straddles my hips as I lay asleep.

Feeling my penis swallowed loosely inside that hot vagina, I alternately mouth Mr. Deane's tits leaning in to accompany her.

"Oh, big, soft, warm... it's Mr. Deane's boobs"

"Hehe, you wanted to suck so much..."

"Heh heh... how about my breasts. Here."

As Lyla spins her hips over me, she leads her hand to hold her best shaped boobs.

"La, Lyla's tits are also great for rubbing..."

That's what I answer, with my brain intermittently paralyzed by the sensation of a hot vagina that Lyla twirls. Mr. Deane pinches my face with both tits, rubs it on, and entertains me as if writing in writing on my cheek with nipples.

"Kukuku. If it's the best rubbing response, then rub it more. Try to hurt me."

"Phew... ku. Isn't Lyla just happy because she's a mazo?

"Ho.... maybe, but are you unhappy with that?

"Not really...... na!

I grip Lila's chest thoroughly.

I have a piqun and reaction to Lyla's hip movements. Or my vagina has been cuddly tight to convey Lila's joy.

"Gu......"

"This way too......!

I'll also grip the other chest with my nipples between my middle finger and my pharmacopoeia so I can crush it.

The dragon's flesh is actually tough, and although these tits are soft, it is difficult with normal human power to scratch the skin.

Still painfully distorted tits and even more excited Lyla's vagina to take it entertains me.

In no time, the limit came.

"La, Lyla... I'm coming out...!

"Kuk...... I don't need to hesitate. This body is meant to get dirty in the semen... whenever you want, you can spit it out..."

Led by Lila's glossy grin, I ejaculate into its womb.

Doc and the amount of ejaculation that's been increasing here lately explodes fully in Lila's fetus.

"... ha... ♪ Good, that's my lord... ♪"

"I guess I'm next.... Come on Andy, let me and my child bag feel your carnal desire..."

"Then it's not your turn to suck on my milk. You don't have to bite me."

Mr. Deane and Lyla change places.

I am constantly entwined by my two bodies and immersed in the joy of loving each other as much as I want.

Until morning, we were both so calm that we didn't really do it, but still constantly indulge in a full-bodied body to the point that I was exhausted.

"Ha, ha... hey, put aside some time..."

"Ho ho, it's time to go to bed. Tomorrow your head won't work."

"Right. So, Andy, which vagina do you stab to sleep in?

"Is insertion sleep confirmed…"

"Ho, are you telling me to keep my fingers on us while I peel them out?"

"If you let me in beforehand, I can swing my hips right in and out when I want to."

They were in a good mood holding me back and forth.

"Still, in this bed, the three of us are the limit. If the other one comes, his body will stick out."

I care about the breadth while Lyla pinches my neck with her tits.

He's a guy named King Size, though I think he's big enough.

"Oh. Five or six of us have to sleep if Andy's gonna have enough sex. I think the whole room could be in bed."

"... no, it's impotent"

Sure, when I'm in good shape, I scatter about that.

The whole room would be impotent. That would be difficult to maintain.

"Rather lay down the type of mat to be laid on the floor in one room or another..."

"Ho. Do you make that a cell dedicated to mating? Really good."

"Prison!?

In the end such an obvious room is allergic in many ways, so I decided to ask my room for another king-size bed the next morning.

Elmo was nibbling "You're a boulder, Admiral".

...... yeah. I can't follow or do anything.

(cont 'd)