The final battle of the Golem Horse Race was fought using the streets of Wang Du. That was literally a spark scattering, incandescent expansion.
Ultimately the winner was a noble horse with red as his family color. It was the second year in a row that he held them back so hard that he gained the Cup of Kings.
"Hey, that was exciting."
Casabelle, I was watching the game from the veranda upstairs, and I say to Cornell next door. The muscular young man nodded deeply before changing his expression and opening his mouth.
"Next, it's our turn, isn't it? We'll be enemies, thank you."
Enemy is about playing after this.
"The King's Capital's First Golem Horse Race Using Public Roads"
In honor of this, many whorehouses prepared a special menu named 'Horse Riding Battle'.
According to the information gathered, put the male guest on his back to bed, where the woman rides and moves her hips violently.
It's done in at least two pairs, and they compete for speed as one human horse.
(But this is Casabel. Unlike other stores)
It is a famous shop for "Sin and Punishment", established as one of the best in the Mizo family in the Wang capital.
The queen rides you, but the animal style is stunning on the bed. Guests are allowed only on the floor. So it is a kneeling quadruple.
(And this play is for a limited time only)
Launching the Adult Gourmet Club and calling ourselves Hanayagi Intelligence, we didn't have the option to miss the opportunity.
"Welcome. I'm really excited."
When I smiled back, I lined up with Cornell and turned to the store from the upstairs veranda.
"Let me change your meal."
Waiting in the removed playroom of the bed were two girls on the lookout. When they are quickly naked, they wear leather knees on both knees and leather boots on both hands.
The boots were tightened with a belt that was not a shoelace, so it would be difficult to take them off on its own.
(This infirmity, it's nice to look like a horse)
Hit the bottom of the boot between Capon Capon and his hands with emotion. The girl foretold, "Excuse me," and put a reindeer in my mouth.
(ho, this is)
I can raise my voice, but I can't speak.
You're still a teenager, but it's quite a skill. That is the head of your three families.
If you looked next door, Cornell was in the same condition.
"Is there something wrong?
Asked by an apprentice girl, it doesn't hurt or suffer. So shake your head left or right and show your will.
Then they moved forward to the door, all together and thanked each other.
"I'll be here shortly. Please wait a moment."
He left the words and disappeared into the hallway.
Sometimes I get rushed. Finally the two queens are in the room.
(Nice)
Both are wearing exposed, black-toned costumes that stick to your body.
However, the type is very different. One has glamorous flesh on his wavy blonde hair, a flashy feel of cosmetic dark eyes.
The other is a mysterious woman with thin breasts, with long straight black hair.
"Buhich."
The Knights of the Kingdom number three just ran to the blonde queen with four legs.
"What are you doing! Strawberry discontent?
With a tough look, the brunette lactating queen piscilling the short horseback riding whip she was holding. Happily, I seem to have suddenly lost my mood.
Running over instantly, he gets stuck with the baptism of a whip.
(There is pain, but it is not heavy. Don't pull it off later, it feels good somehow)
Would it feel like eating spicy food if I were to paraphrase it? The moment is tough, but then somehow it tastes good and makes me want to eat again.
If I turned my gaze to my best friend, I looked at this one with envy.
"The lapse may be retrieved with merit. Let's go!"
Soon afterwards, a slender oriental beauty riding on my back. After pulling the reins all the way and groaning at me, slap the horse's thighs hard on the sides of the pin heel.
The blonde makeup queen spanned a large, muscular horse on her way.
(Whoa, ho)
Just faster, horseback riding whips hitting the butt from time to time. From me after the warm-up, all I can already do is be comfortable.
Side by side with Cornell near the center of the room, the queens on horseback reached out one hand and began to snatch each other's silver crowns (tiaras) on their heads.
(I'm not used to this one. a bit painful)
Her Majesty the Beautiful Legs of the Dark-haired Highleg pulls the reins and gives instructions in an attempt to take a favourable place. Apparently, I don't have the aptitude for asphyxiation.
"That's it! Strawberry win."
My back is crowned high, and my face shines in victory.
I follow the guidelines and hit the Cornell Horse. The other side fell to the floor without resistance, and the fleshy blonde queen on board was thrown off.
"There's someone! Get ready."
Oriental milk coming down from me slapped my hand, and the apprentice kids re-entered the room accordingly.
When I approached the big beauty with her breasts and buttocks on the floor, she dressed up just like us.
They are shoes in their hands, knees in their knees, and apes with reins in their mouths. Besides, at the end of the day, I even blindfold you with a black cloth.
"I worked hard. Let's do this horse Mezuma. Encourage thoughtfulness."
The brunette queen, who opened my reins, pulls the reins of the blonde female horse hard, causing her to step on her head and lick the floor.
Reward time for me from here on out. No more pain, no more pain.
(As for 'sin and punishment', honestly, it's not enough. But well, this would be the place)
The content of the play is oddly soft because it is aimed at the audience of the 'Sin and Punishment' first experience.
"It's not decent, such as being slapped with a whip and delighted"
"Sin and Punishment" appeared very recently in the Hanayagi kingdom. So many inexperienced say badly only to such people.
Casabelle, who is absolutely confident in this play, advertised that every time something happened, 'Try it first'.
Horseback Riding, a limited-time menu utilizing golem horse racing, is probably one of those campaigns.
(A defeated man is given to a horse)
Strike to deprive people of their dignity. Really good.
Then you should stay true to the setup.
"Buheen"
Hands in shoes floating around the universe, me. Concentrate your magic on the groin and activate the Star Phantom Sword (Astral Sword).
This is alongside the demon eye, my weapon. By putting your astral body together on a horse, you can change the length and shape in a pseudo way.
Because I share my senses with the Star Phantom (Astral Sword) due to magic manipulation, I can say that although it is transparent, it is me.
(It's like a horse without a problem. Taste it)
Having things this far in a person would be about an elf or a reaper.
It stretches from behind on the blonde horse and begins mating. She noticed the unusual length immediately and rose hard.
I'm sure those eyes will be wide open to amazement. But my mouth is sealed and my head is restrained to the floor, so I can't tell anyone.
"Hey, hey, hey. It's a lot of mess. It was like a coward, not a queen."
And ex-queen colleagues who should notice the anomaly are thus pleased. It may be an act, but it's really too close.
Maybe we're really not close.
(Hmm. The situation is good that I can't use these two hands. Looks like he's really turned into a horse)
My horse (Mala) turned into a tyrant (Nero) in my stomach, so my blonde horse growled tall and tall.
Listening comfortably to the sound, I aim for the brilliance behind what I find in the Devil's Eye, fully opening the accelerator. bread bread bread and go up paddle shift with hips.
(That sucks. It's time to be noticed)
Perhaps the former queen is on the verge of engine blowing because of the unusual vibrations that have been going on since earlier.
He just thought it was weird, and my dark-haired you have a strange look on your face.
(Only black flag disqualification should be avoided)
To run through the goal line before that, push the overtake button deep behind the former blonde queen at the tip of the horse.
This is the former queen's back seat. From the feel of it, it would be an area where no one has been allowed to break in yet.
"Buhihiheen!"
The RPM is the best today. Slide your hips to the left and right, drawing a V-shaped trajectory and releasing a star phantom sword (astral sword).
The bank angle of sixty five degrees is her favorite setting found in the Devil's Eye.
(Hey, there he goes -!)
I cling to it when I slam it rampantly, pumping thick, hot fuel into it while pulsating my abs.
The embraced horse wields his wavy blonde hair as ruggedly as the checker flag.
(Hmm)
And slow down all at once. The female horse cannot support her big, high buttocks and crumbles her knees open to the floor.
In the process, my piston was pulled out, and a lot of hot oil erupted from the cylinder, but intermittently.
"... what?
A leaning black-haired slender queen peeks into the face of a crouched blonde horse to the floor.
But my gaze was nailed behind it. For what a powerful but slightly insignificant horse was approaching the dark-haired queen to take the Lord's vengeance.
(That's the number three of the Knights of the Kingdom. Don't miss the enemy gap)
Although the owner is in imminent danger, I am a horse, so there is no way to tell him. Just wiggle around the smell of a blonde horse's ass and draw the attention of the brunette queen.
"Do what!
The Oriental Leg Queen is stretched from behind by a macho horse and falls forward to the floor.
But the horse can't understand humanities. Cornell Horse pushes his horse to the lower edge of Highleg and shifts to the side, moaning his hips as he searches for the entrance.
We set aside a few moments to find it and start breaking and entering.
"You! Horse Minutes."
Face behind your back and scream hatefully, but the difference between muscle strength and weight is historical. The horse continues to move to the back, unable to do anything unwieldy.
Remember me.
I saw the face of Queen Oriental, distorted by remorse, and the horseback reacted to me even though it was just over.
Mr. Cornell can't use the Star Phantom (Astral Sword), but he can't insult you.
Seeing my best friend thrust up so hard that my body floats in the universe, I think.
Now it's a horse, but if you're a person, you have two names: Skewered Whirlwind. Its steel struts lightly support a person's weight and are not frightened to rotate it on an axis.
(Hmm?)
But I seemed to see the presence of your family sweetly.
What a black-haired queen she began to fight back, even though she was unilaterally blamed.
"Bu? buheen"
Start drawing 'the letter of' big, queen's ass. It involves a cornell seeding rod and sends in a melting stimulus.
This would also be why the skebemacchio horse raised a bewildered voice.
"Hotaru, hotaru. What do you say?
Grumpy, big grinding sire's ass. Already the lead is held in the queen's groin.
"The disrespect of working for the scuffle. I'll make you pay for it. Be prepared."
Finally, the Knights of the Kingdom number three allowed the reversal and were forced to spit out the contents.
"That's it!
All bonkers, sticking out shapely asses. Cornell falls from his back to the floor as he is pushed to fly.
Immediately rising, the queen grabbed the tool holder from the table and stepped on Cornell's groin with her heels, wielding a long whip for livestock grooming.
A series of raining and pouring whips and a red wax dripping from your left hand. It's a low-temperature candle that won't burn because of its soft course.
(Mr. Cornell, I'm delighted.)
I can't go in there and help you without your consent. Fighting back from the Queen is one of the flavors of Sin and Punishment.
While I was watching, I used my teeth from the top of the ape and managed to take off my hand shoes.
(Hmm?)
The sound of a rhythmic slap on the floor reaches your ears when your hands are free and your monkeys are removed.
"Toto, Toto, Toto"
Repeatedly, that's the signal we set. Only when you really want me to come in and help you, it's what you emit.
(Copy that)
The queen is so passionate about retaliation that she loses my presence. I guess I'm going a little too far.
That also meant that Cornell's blame worked so well that blood was on his head.
Standing up on two legs, I quietly approach the brunette slender beauty from behind.
"... Huh! You."
Me turning into an assassin and poking deep from behind with a groin horse. The queen looked back and looked at me like a caesar heading for Brutus.
"It's for the country. Sire."
I'll give it back to you with plenty of atmosphere, but I'm not thinking anything. I just said it with momentum.
After that, an earlier reproduction. Me stretching the Star Phantom (Astral Sword) horse-like and ravaging the owner's body as I wish.
Doing enough to fly the queen's consciousness could be 'no going in or out' in other stores.
But that's the good thing about Sin and Punishment. Some overdoing is acceptable to both customers and shoppers.
"Hey, that helped. That's your three houses. I didn't think they'd turn me over from there."
Cornell, who in the meantime broke his own commandments, comes scratching his head.
"I was surprised myself. Not the finest whorehouse, after all."
I smiled back, and once I cut the words there, I turned my eyes to the blindfolded blonde horse that was still crushing.
"Mr. Cornell, by the way. Can we go one play now? You both need to taste it in order to share your thoughts later."
To my inquiry, Cornell snorts forcefully with a broken face.
So I crouched down to the former queen's pillow and hung my voice gently with my back.
"Have you noticed? I'm here to help."
What? A former queen who remains blindfolded, raising her face in an atmosphere of
He shook his head hard, left and right, while still being monkeyed, probably because of the feel of the steel struts coming in from behind.
"I'm the Prince of the White Horse. Aren't you glad?
There is no mistake in my words. "The Prince on the White Horse," because he didn't say so.
The proof of loyalty is horseback, because you're an animal, so give me a break.
"Buhin, Buhin"
Prince of a musculoskeletal horse, who makes such a voice and slaps his hips, even though he has already removed the monkeys.
(mating. It connects life to the next generation, no beauty or respect)
Twice I've been perfectly smart, and I'll narrow my eyes and watch how my life works.
Now, without setting aside, the blonde horse was unconscious and jumped consciousness again and slammed to the floor.
"Hey, a special menu is also a fun thing. The irritation was weak."
I say as I cheek the salted small fish out of my head.
This is a stall on Pleasure Street Boulevard. When we left Casabelle, we had a lot to talk about as we picked up dinner nearby.
"Mr. Tauro, by the way. Have you heard anything about the pilots' school?
The Queen's topic is over and Cornell talks.
"No, nothing special"
The young Macchio, who heard my answer, changed his tone by pushing a plate of finished steak to the side.
"The women Mr. Tauro introduced me to. Except for one, extremely good. The principal was peeling his tongue off."
Cornell used to make me cry. Though the construction of the knight is over, now the riders need to be aligned.
I feel sorry for you. I have a few names on my mind after worrying about you.
Specifically, he is a red-haired Sobacus child named Teaching Light Patrol Sensei, Mr. Cool, Plain Child King, and something about a junior whorehouse.
"Knight Manipulation and Men's and Women's Moves"
I see a deep relationship between these two, so I'm pretty confident.
"Thank you so much."
Lower your head deep enough to get to the table, Knights of the Kingdom number three. The dish would have been moved to keep the forehead from touching the fat of the meat.
(But who the hell is "except one"?
I'm very concerned about that. I'll ask Cornell, who's back in position.
"I'm the queen. I can't imagine it coming from her at the whorehouse, but I don't think she's fit to fight."
I shrug my shoulders, palms up, but I don't have any surprises.
Unlike Cornell, who has only known me since I became queen, I know my former gentle and modest girlfriend.
"Well, each person would be unsuitable. You won't have a choice."
I'll give it back. Heh, 'Magic manipulation is great, but unfortunately,' Cornell drops his shoulder even more.
(Speaking of which, it's time for your regular practice exam season)
Summer is over and moving into autumn.
By the fourth place in the regular practice exam, you can participate in the training of the Knights of the Kingdom and, if recognized, you are a Knights member.
(I guess. How many people would like to come in on my recommendation)
Generally speaking, the Knights of the Kingdom are the admirable nature of boys and girls. But not everyone in the world shares the same values.
(Teaching light patrol teacher is subtle. He has a hobby of polishing himself)
Mr. Cool wanted to do his first defeat rape, but the truth is, the Knights of the Kingdom don't fight each other so often.
It is often after the final phase of war because it will be launched in the name of the country.
It would be better for the Knights of Mercenaries than the Knights of the Nation to repeat the battle of usurpation.
(If no one wanted it, Mr. Cornell would be disappointed)
But I have no choice. You can't force a way of life, and you can tell Cornell the possibility in advance.
Let's give it up then.
(That's right. I need to ask the guild manager to be able to visit)
Dear Leader of the Knights of the Merchant Guild. Knights of one member of the team, but from a standpoint, you should be invited.
I thought of them in pilots' clothes, and it was me who made them happy.