Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 123 Early Morning Inn White Weird

Wanmei's shoulders go up and down, her smooth, matte beautiful back and only breathing up and down movement slowly moves her body, but at the end of her luscious limb back, her pretty, slender waist, cute and seductive buttocks greet her softly and refreshingly in good mornings... she wakes up to her less tender, delicious buttocks, and then her consciousness awakens, expanding indefinitely as her threshold area deepens. Yeah, I'm looking at cancer!

Is the brain still split and paralleled, it looks like you nap in your spare time!? So if you work in turn, you can sleep insomnia, but the limit that requires extreme concentration. After activity, you are sleepy, that is, you are sleepy to begin with after doing something horny!?

Suitable for reason, indeed, it is erotic time to seek the highest concentration in the other world and concentrate all consciousness, it is already present and conscious of all events and phenomena and enjoy looking at cancer. I guess that's the limit area, that time is the ultimate in boys high school...... well, if such an impossible beauty existed and existed and was in front of you, then even Mr. Wisdom would express himself! Besides, the three of you must be tearing up how glad Mr. Luo Jin-Eye is to be here, too. It's a miracle sight. Too beautiful, too perfect, beyond understanding. Pure beauty is attracted to the sight and soul every time I see it...... yeah, and it's porn!!

So I swear as I stroke my butt every morning, I want to be strong enough to protect you, I want to be happy enough to be laughing, I want to be able to stay thousands of times more fun than I've suffered in eternity, and I want to try my best tonight. Ah, I wonder if the night will come soon... well, it's morning, it's dawn, the sun will rise and the sun will shine indoors. Yeah, my butt shines in the morning sun, too. Yeah, greetings?

"" "Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh! Ah, ah ♥ ah ♥ Amen...... ah ♥" "

And he's pissed off. It is a radiant, downpouring, merciless morning octopus.

"No, the sun is bad, because it shines brightly, and it's the nuclear fusion of the sun that should be to blame. The innocence of innocent, innocent, hard-working high school boys always stands for the innocence of a landscape that's spreading everywhere without nothingness, innocence, exoneration and senseless aberration, right? Yeah, Mr. Boys High School's morning Good Morning phenomenon wouldn't be the management of Mori Vientiane, would it?

(((Zito.

Yeah, let's get out of here before we can get up! From the looks of this jitsu eye, it must be the jitsu eye during a sermon in the name of morning training! After all, the structure of the three chapters of the evening's treatment, the after-hours sales, and the morning's grooming seemed to be poor. Yeah, I guess it also affects the fullness and density per chapter.

Kick the floor lightly with no sound and just a toenail tip, kick the ceiling with a rear turn and skip for the door to freedom. And then, a little bit... the fingertips of the hand I've already reached out to say shall I touch the door knob...

"WOW! So the combination of Frankensteiner and Vlacanlana from Flying and Neck Four Word Consolidation is no end to tea because the girl is quite shameless and unbridled! That's a guillotine drop that doesn't even have a super one!? ahh! Hey, what do you... do that? Uh, is that... morning Prometheus? Kuha, Ko, I wanted a cup of coffee... (Gakuri)"

[I'm getting revenge, and I'm getting revenge... that's already getting revenge]

The refreshing morning that I was wondering if it would start with a cup of coffee started with a butt full of it, and it almost ended like that, but it's coffee.

The morning, which begins with dark liquids as black as despair and as hot as hell, is the beginning of a night of vengeance! By the way, the otherworlds don't like to destroy coffee and no one swallows it, when I tricked them into preparing coffee milk for a bath, they were drinking cockroaches, but they were surrounded by bathing girls with a single bath towel with their hands on their hips for nearly thirty people in total, and they couldn't penetrate it, could they? Yeah, for some reason, I sensed a danger when I was in a situation where I shouldn't go in there, right? Yeah, I'm sorry about the polarization. I was in a crisis situation, or I'm worried girlly why it just comes out of the bath towel (thin) before the boys high school... is it the negative impact of a naked daughter?

"" "Good morning. I'm ready for dinner today." "

Yeah, I've been feeling signs in the dining room since all of Prometheus in the morning, but I was in a boys' high school incarceration case because something more intense was being felt extended by boys' high school students.

"Oh, Demon Says, are you not back again? I need to plug in some treats later and ask you to work... so you decided to split the labyrinth today?

The Mojas are not back again, and the Otas are air in the morning... yeah, why is it Mr. Miniska Weightless? If I order it, they're gonna kill me!

"Sorry to keep you waiting - it's a grilled fish meal. Braised in Tsukima is confident!

The cooking department. My daughter's in a different mood! Well, I guess I finally grabbed the unfamiliar cross-world ingredients and seasoning habits and got the flavor I was after. Yeah, miso looks like octopus miso, but miso is red wine, and soy sauce is very sweet. It can be difficult to combine if you're not used to a lot of strangely strong habits, there was no alcohol or cooking liquor and it was sake, but it seems to be dry for Ginjo... I was drinking, cooking department oh my daughter!? Is the high school girl kitchen runner family, I'm not running delinquently to cook!?

The air was gone when I lifted my head with delicious fish and delight. I don't think I know what you're talking about, so to explain it plainly, the Otas that were eating like air were disappearing into the air! Vaporization phenomenon!? Chip, you got away!

And change that starts. No, then I guess I didn't have to dress up as a sexy minisca waitress for breakfast from the beginning, but in front of my eyes carrying a boiled Chimae into my mouth, I was behaving badly, and there was butt meat on the table, and before I missed my eyes and soaked my miso soup, there was a twisted ball... No, you're an inner? It's not underwear, it's Mr. Spatts, but that inner works great, but it's only raw meat that's black, right? Yeah, before Mr. Pork's ginger grill, the meat is glossy and delicious with raw white skin that is subject to black spats with a thick thigh. No, it's ginger roasted!

And flexible gymnastics that begins without armor on, shivering when you sift through white tofu and carrying it to your mouth. For some reason, your sizzling, shaky buttocks and thighs in front of you. Ad Muka Shvarna Asana is also known as a downward dog pose, where you look from the side and make a triangle so that your hips are apex with your hands and feet on the floor, from there you can make a beautiful triangle by holding your face closer to the toe and pressing the mat firmly behind your palms and feet, and your buttocks go up toward the tung and ceiling. In other words, the buttocks and thighs grow slightly in front of the table and the tofu spills off the chopsticks. Yeah, something to eat with your mouth open... sounds delicious, huh? I mean, you can't look, you can't watch, you can't look, it's not good if you're attracted! Yeah. Absolutely no good one!

But if you have chopsticks, you have one leg in a monkey pose, one leg in front of you, one leg behind you, the soles of your feet on the floor, and a soft mountain is shaking as you stretch your arms up and back! Besides, there are mountains of peaks in a row. - Huh!

But even those with tea bowls pose at the table saying Arda Prvottanasana, lifting their bodies on their backs, unlike the bridge, the fingertips are under their shoulders, the feet are knee-bent and square-shaped and the women's table is lined up next to the table like a table...... you can't put it down, you can't put it down, you can't put it down, you can't put it down, you can't put it down because there are mountains at that table and it's so ups and downs! Yeah, it's an erotic table with the top and bottom inner pulled and the raw skin on your stomach visible, but you can't put it down, can you?

Let's eat fast, it's delicious but I can't concentrate on the flavor. No, it's delicious... even though the peaches of dessert are sweet, soft and luminous again - but the thighs!?

"I've read quite a few different worlds, and medieval fantasies, and I'm sure you've read hundreds of them." There was no such thing as a bittersweet and painful breakfast!? "

(Poyo poyo)

The facts are said to be stranger than the novel, but oddly, oddly extraordinary, with a dining landscape full of optical camouflage on one side of the neighborhood, I feel suspicious about what the hell you're eating?

I'm going down to the training ground after a meal, and... it's hard to do radio gymnastics.

"That was yoga in the dining room upstairs and you came all the way down? And staying in the inner with the change of clothes off, if you wear underwear underneath it, in a broad sense, it was also possible to favorably interpret the health munchkins of a sports girl for sports, but you're not wearing underwear! I'm not wearing underwear. The inner is underwear! Are you crazy?

"" "Because there's no crazy bitch! And don't tell me you're" yoga "just to be careful!?" "

No, I wonder if a bunch of high school girls who yoga softly in their underwear are crazy in front of young boys who tend to feel a lot in general terms.

"Uh, Angelica and I are going on a tour because she says she can wear archery?

"...!! You said it completely to me now! I rephrased it, but for some reason my heart was leaking out in vain with my voice!?"

It's a real sword in armor, and it feels like serious training has been blended into a magical mix of witch mountain games. I mean... if you don't go for real, you could die in an accident.

If you use shrinkage, it's a body slaughtered with a single blow, it's a little too nasty to regenerate from the boys' high school opening. Stuffed in shrinkage if you think about it, it rotates away from the ground with a cane and shoulder shield and flies away with the opposite cane. It's a counter that instantly flips the attack with a light chi kung fu, the switch of a completely close simultaneous attack was lightly switched.

"Scary! I can't avoid a flash or anything from the shrinkage of the counter when the stepping out is perfectly targeted, so that's not a trick to use in training. It's a special one!

"Well, I avoided it. I could give it back."

Praised. I mean I'm scared after this, another step of gear goes up! The remnants swell, the back in front of you!? If you retreat, the rotary slash will reveal which body is the upper and lower body, but I don't really want to know why, but if you stay... the right of the neck, and the left hip!

You can attack relentlessly even if you're turning back, and you have a range behind you. When the sword coming through from the side of his neck falls across his torso, the sword from his left hip comes to slash and tear his axial leg, so he flees straight into the sky.

But it's an invitation.

But I can't help but invite you from the beauty. I mean, if you didn't fly when you asked me out, you'd be dead, right? He kicks in the sky half a spin, slashes up, and jumps into the narrow space of the crossing two-knife slash line, aiming at his neck and shoulder from the air upside down, but further half a spin with Kurli, he steps into the gap between the swords over here.

Me looking down from the universe and the armored committee chairman looking up from the bottom, each other's faces are close enough to touch each other, but in the meantime, the sparks of slaughter are wiped away. Yeah, I'm irregularly cute at the top because I'm not wearing a helmet!

Landing in a series of shocks, I make it look inviting, but my sword tip was waiting to stab me!? Seems tough on boys high school to invite a beauty, I try my best every night to stab them! Without strength, let the sword gently wave its wand, draw a circle, flush and shake. Yeah, I like to stab you, but getting stabbed isn't the same thing, is it?

The second knife in the opposite hand of each other's destiny crosses and plays, the third knife of the staggering return of real destiny slashes each other in the sky. This is just a few seconds, scratching, cutting and slashing back every second of the Labyrinth Emperor's Eternal Like Strike. The whole body is gross, time flickers like crazy, the eyes go forward as infinite dead lines are reflected.

The speed rises and the sword and wand accelerate to walk, slashing the sky, bouncing each other, approaching each other drawing circles as they deviate. Into a further acceleration area...... the realm of moments, breaking down time to the threshold limit, the two of us can dance and bog a world like a starry sky full of scattered sparks that will continue to shine brilliantly! Yeah, I'm not gonna have that timeline!

"Ha-ha-ha! Limits, if you forgot to breathe, you'd be disturbed in your breathing. Wait for a playback break, so dance. Your daughter's waiting, right?

"Stay undisturbed and keep that one. Then… have ten seconds, it should be."

It was only then that I worked hard to exceed my limits with the willingness to die and to go beyond people to reach that timeline of miracles...... they can't bump ten seconds. Oh, the faster I accelerate and carve my time and dive deeper into the world of slow motion, the less time I go... so 10 seconds stretches out and goes, in 10 seconds eternity, and I end up getting bummed in 10 seconds!?

Mr. Chairman of the Armored Committee, the target was thoroughly bumped, but keep in mind that the dancing daughter continued to sneeze with an obstinate bump, and to the point where she could gently bump into her sleeping daughter! Yeah, I want to dive into a peaceful labyrinth soon, I still have roots in the fact that the morning boys' high school students were completely activated and overbroken, calling them embarrassing, that they have no forever 17 talents for young boys' high school students.