Isekai Tensei Harem

In front of me was a beautiful coral-colored, hairless secret.

Both the two petals with their lips broken vertically, the plump clitoris, and the refreshing arch are all exposed to defenselessness.

Female genital organs, which had a much less developed impression than their age, evoked a strange feeling of convergence of guilt and no excitement.

I saw Claire's place last night, but wouldn't the girl have such a different impression without her shameful hair?

"Haah... no, don't look..."

Rachine covered her face with both hands in shame.

Would it be more embarrassing to see your face than to peel it out?

"Hee, isn't that weird...? It's like this...."

"It's not weird."

"I mean, my hair hasn't grown..."

With her face covered, Rachine snapped as if she was about to disappear.

"I've heard of women like that."

Did Natasha tell you that in the first place?

You seem to be taught all sorts of sexual knowledge.

"I'm so embarrassed... I've never even talked to Natasha..."

Well, that makes sense.

Rachine doesn't try to move her face with both hands facing each other.

Thanks to you, I can see all the secret gardens of the Pippin.

Rachine is one or two years younger than I am, still a good girl.

Nevertheless, in this world, it is no strange age to be married and have children.

Nevertheless, there is not a single pubic hair in Rachine's secret.

Ravier and clitoris in a lewd shape that exudes a feeling of innocence and, on the contrary, a puzzling fragrance.

That imbalance inevitably aroused my appetite.

A petal of closed meat is twitching, twitching, and twitching again and again.

I couldn't bear to see it, and I reached for Rachine's crotch again.

Now it's direct contact, not shorts.

Slowly push the two Ravia pieces of flesh into the belly of your fingers.

Guchu, chuuuuuu...!

There was an unexpected flashy sound and a slight spill of honey from the gap between the petals of broken meat.

It was a love liquid like a spring that springs from behind.

If it's so wet, I can skip foreplay.

With that in mind, he stared at Rachine.

"Abel-sama, you've grown so big..."

Soon she was walking away with her hands covering her face, breathing and staring at my lower abdomen.

Seeing my penis so flipped that it could stick to my head, she must have decided to be ready.

"... goddess Almeris, your servant now dedicates the purity of the maiden to the opponent he has acknowledged. Blessed be life and abundance."

Close your eyes and squeeze little Rachine.

Then he opened it again and looked at me again.

"... please come back"

Nod quietly as you snort your throat.

Tremble, but keep your eyes on me.

"It's okay. Relax."

I whispered.

I'm a virgin, so I have to lead the way.

I was prepared to push Rachine down slowly.

A tiny body fell down on the bed, looking like I was there.

I broke my thin feet into M-shapes and pushed my hips forward.

"Let's go, Rachine."

Bring the tight tip to Rachine's secret for final confirmation.

The flesh pores that had already become moisturized and nuzzled slightly broke, and sucked on the glans as they were stupid.

"Yes, Abel. Please take away my purity..."

Rachine nodded lightly with a hot breath.

I nodded back and pushed my hips hard.

Nh... chuu...!

The turtle head sank into the muddy interior, scratching apart the petals of hot and burning meat.

"K... uuu... tight, cumming...!

I knew it was only virgins, and the inside was narrow and tight.

As soon as you sink into the glans, the folds are stupid enough to push out the foreign body, and the insertion stops.

While pushing back that resistance, I pushed further.

Your spine is twitching with a sense of treachery stepping into a place where you have never allowed a man to enter.

"Ah, fuah... ah..."

That's how painful it is, Rachine's eyebrows rushed up.

The tightness of the flesh cave is also agonizing.

"Are you okay, Rachine?"

"It's okay... uu... Abel, sir... please move on... hah, hah"

With a rough breath, Rachine encourages her to be healthy.

Drawing on that feeling, I strengthened my hips.

While tearing apart the mucous membrane, it twitched and went deep ─ ─.

".... nh"

Sifting, I hit a temporarily narrow place in a narrow vaginal sinus, and I couldn't insert any more.

I'm sure it's a virgin's membrane.

That's how I figured it out. I'm gonna push my hips harder and harder all at once.

─ ─ No, I tried to push ahead.

But at that moment, Rachine stuck her hands against my chest plate and stopped moving her hips.

"Lacine....?

"Ah, um..."

A lady monk looks up at me like a scratch.

"Kh, would you please... kiss me?"

What?

"After all, I'm a little scared... if I lay my lips on Abel-sama, it'll calm me down."

As she said, Rachine's tiny naked body trembled.

It's my first experience, and I'm sure you're worried about it.

"Okay. Leave it to me..."

I'm not experienced either.

In an attempt to relieve her anxiety at all, I tried my best to play a more affordable attitude.

Rachine laughs small and stretches her lips over me.

"Nh, chuu... nh"

With my tongue wrapped around me, I pushed my hips again.

Slowly tears apart Rachine's virgin membrane, whose glans are narrowed in a donut shape.

It felt like something was ripping.

"Nh...! Ku... fuah!? Hah... guu...!

Rachine screams from the gap between her closed lips.

An innocent maiden to a woman voice.

While feeling her concern for her body and a strong sense of conquest at the same time, I pushed my stuff into Rachine's interior to the base.

"Hah, hah... it's all in...?

Rachine looked up at me with her thin shoulders trembling.

I nodded forcefully as I stared straight at the shaking eyes.

"Oh, I got Rachine's virgin."

I was surprised that such a dialogue would come out of my mouth.

Following Claire, perhaps meeting a beautiful girl gave rise to something like confidence as a man.

Of course, there is the emotion and joy that united Rachine.

But not only that, but something like the ferocious police instinct that conquered the girl for the first time was burning around Mizo.

I want to devour it deeper.

I want all of Rachine to be mine.

Perhaps the intense urge to pierce through the core of my hips was the beginning of my harem ─ ─.