Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 199 After noon Republican Desert Ruins

They've all been treated, and they've decided to gather the hostages together at Cardboard Palace to discuss the situation with each other?

Yeah, I want you to come to the border like this, and I thought you'd proceed without a problem because you were originally petitioning to fight on the border with each family... the ruins seem to be the problem? Something was bothering the Virgin, but should I ask her? Yeah, something's bothering you, but that person's teetering right behind you, huh?

"Eh, you think the ruins treasure can't leave you alone in the end?" "But no one could come, could they?" "Yeah, it's an old saying that the Virgin of the Princess of Mai was protecting the treasure of the Goddess of the Beginning"

Its winning dance daughter has been abandoned for a long time and is still in Tehepero. Yeah, that tongue guy (Lerorello) is horny, so let's stop it, huh? 'Cause in an instant, they disappeared!?

"If you don't have to be taken away, why don't you take it?" "But they're powerfully guarded and rested. I'm only telling you," "Hmm, exploring after all?" "But the republican army is coming, right?" "Well, now, Monster, we might be able to get this far with a drastic decline... can we drop the cardboard fortress?" "" "Yeah, if you leave your bow daughter on the wall, she'll destroy you on her own. Right?

And Mogadishu escapes to the palace when it seems difficult to talk. Well, it doesn't help to be there, but I did talk about nobility being combined with a judge or something, but is it a good thing to make such a mocha brain muscle noble? Yeah, you're gonna make a fuss about not judging me in the Big Mocha Judgment, aren't you?

And this is how my no-no-daughters and vertical lol daughters take the hostages to the palace, and they leave me with no reason to be angry? How in the hell can you be so polite in detail and fulfill the accountability that I'm not bad, and you can't get to the truth that I'm not bad when you're preaching about cooking? Trouble?

"" "I mean, I've been running so hard from Cardboard Palace, and when I look back, it hurts like a cardboard palace!" "" No, if there's a moving castle, can the palace move? Like? "" "" "It's not good!! Even the castle doesn't move!!" "" No, 'cause it's dangerous without an escort in the palace, the palace chasing the escort? That's convenient, huh? Look, you make sense! You're intelligent, aren't you? "" "I'm too intelligent, RE: I'm too crazy!!" "' Cause cardboard that doesn't work is just cardboard? Cardboard doesn't work! What does the inside (snake) mean when you move on your own!!" "Why are the Connawich people hitching more or less!" "No, because they told me I was a desert people, I'm sure if I needed a Mohican or nail shoulder pad, I had no choice but to impose it, right? Yeah, I'm sure there's a former Sergeant Hartman who read the air? Are you sure?" "Why are you throwing BBQ skewers licking?" "No, because we said we were a bunch of our own daughters." Yeah, even the old man!? Yeah, that's why it's that stick-handed backsword (long)? Like? "

The words should make sense, the conversation is playing, but for some reason something not a plump conversation in the flesh language plays, munchkin and thighs are intertwined and a jail of inescapable raw meat, or even if you escape, nothing will drown in the sea of raw skin for long, and it sinks into so much soft meat pressure that you're drowning... this is munchkin's pressing competitive bun!?

"No, hostage rescue is hard to secure, isn't it?" "" "Yeah?" "" I mean, super safe when a fortress (safe) comes to a danger zone? Like? "" "" Then tell me first!! "" "" Yes, yes! It's a meaningless desert!! ""

In the scorching desert sun, just a little bit of sunburnt glossy raw wheat skin... so why are you unpurging your armor!?

"So my daughter hasn't asked me if Iga would be worried about whether I can't dress defenselessly in a mysterious ruin? Koga?" "This is like a safe haven for the ruins?" "Besides, Angelica and the others are guarding us."

Looking at the back of the ruins, Mr. Chairman of the Armor Committee... hey, how can you feel like a "slow" smile without protecting that critical messenger at all!?

"Hey, I hear a lot about being close or drowning in carnal desire, but I've never heard of historical facts about drowning in meat pressure in a meat bath and dying without drowning!! Or the risk of meat thickness and crushing death...... guhhhhhhhhhhh!" "" "Thick meat is forbidden! Guilty conviction, Gilty! Or (... or...), more felony convictions (gilty)!" "No denial, no innocence element. Ahhh!?"

Even though the moff-moff ingredients of the ravenous and werewolf daughters were dangerous, the moff-moff ingredients increased and meat pressure increased with the participation of even the golden fox daughter and the silver lonely daughter, and the flooding sucks even with the fury of pushing dangerous munchkin puffy puffy puffy in boys high school!

Already, when a boy high school student is in a critical situation with a poyon poyon that hits his back, and his face is positioned too far forward, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Front stuffy puffy, back stuffy puffy puffy puffy, left and right are mundane full range (360 degrees) case stuffy hell!? Because thin and perfect eating Mr. Spatz's direct sensation of "Direct Attack," the circumstances that are very troubling due to the deep circumstances of the boys high school are emotionally unstable!

"Give me a treat or I'll be guilty (Gilty or...) (Treat)!" "If you mix that up, don't mix it up with judicial corruption, it's a tri-rights split!" "Well, it's more of a sermon (physics) than a treat!" "" "Yes, yes! It's a crime of maiden abuse, you ran too far and you're hungry!!" "

This, this is a gossip seal - raw legs are gnawed between the legs, and the rotation is sealed with munchies and long legs intertwined from all sides. I mean, my lower body contact sucks, my thighs are already munching and compressed, the elephant's roar on the rubbing up and down motion was near the rampage, my arms and upper body were full of feeling like munchkin and rubber * and it was a misfire crisis!!

"No, that's why the super close forbidden proximity intimacy beyond being close is crimping, and the final evolutionary compression beyond being too hazy to guess... (munchkin ♥ punchin ♥ munchkin ♥ punchin ♥ punchin ♥) Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" "" "... Okay?" "" "" "Sabizu ♥ Sabizu ♥" "" "(((pepper ♥ chubby ♥ hammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ♥)))

[Sex Emperor sinks into a sea of raw meat. Is in-room surgery planned (physically)?