Maou no Hajimekata

"It's... are you okay, Oulu!?

"It doesn't matter... don't worry"

That's what Oul answers, even as he sweats and seeps through his anguished expression.

It can't be a life-threatening injury because it's the fingertips that were crushed. But it was worse than when Sarnak cut off his right arm.

Pressure contusions in the first place… Crushed wounds are harder to heal than lacerations and stab wounds. Because tissue has been extensively damaged.

But more than that, if it's not the fingers that you're putting in, but yourself... a penis. When I thought so, I couldn't stop sweating as much as a boulder owl. It is an instinctive fear as a man.

(What's "Iron Arms" about this...!

Both Sarnak's "steel shield" and Floro's "ruler's eyes" were scammed skills with performances completely divergent from the name. Who the hell would think that the "Iron Arm" is also amplified by the increased power of the legs and fingertips, not just the arms, but even the ability to tighten the vagina? If the strength of the whole body is strengthened at that rate, isn't it even difficult to live everyday life?

"Oulu......"

As Etc and Oul complained in their hearts, Radico called his name in a sweet voice as he rubbed his thighs together.

"Make me feel better... I'm not hanging up..."

"Yes, no. Wait..."

Oulu while treating fingertips with shattered bones.

"Feel good... you won't...?

Then Radico stared at him with a low voice.

The better you feel, the more you like it. If it doesn't make me feel better, won't it make me hate it? Oul thought of the possibility and immediately rubbed her chest with his left hand.

"Whatever you say."

"Hey... not boobs, not like earlier... Omango, touch me..."

I twist my body and Radico gets dissatisfied. It was the first time in my life for Oul that I felt horrified when asked for it by a woman.

Oulu spins his thoughts at high speed. If you apply defensive witchcraft and caress... No, Radico's "Iron Arm" has the power to penetrate even Sarnak's "Steel Shield". Oul's magic is no match for pure defense.

Then cut off your pain, and are you ready to caress your flesh when it crumbles? No, if you cut the pain, you lose the delicate sensation on your fingertips. You won't be able to satisfy Radico.

What to do. What to do...

"Floro"

Then, flashing as if the heaven had descended, Oul called out to his new disciple.

"Take mine."

"That's okay!?

to abrupt demands, but the disciple sparkled his eyes without even asking why.

"Oh. Radico, I'm going to make you feel better now. More than just now."

Saying, Oul touches her secret. But that's the surface, not the vagina. in the pubic nucleus located above the vaginal mouth.

"Oh no... I'm good inside... whoa!

He was a complaining radico, but shivers his body frightened by the pleasure coming from Oulu's fingertips. And as time went by, Floro was smothering a piece of the owl.

Magic of transmission. It also conveys the pleasure that Oulu feels to Radico's body. On top of that, Oul also caresses Radico's body. It was a caress by two jerks, so to speak, but it was simply not the same as doing it by two.

Because Oulu's flesh is far more developed than Radico's underdeveloped body. It is quicker and stronger to convey the pleasure that Oulu feels than to double Radico's sensitivity.

But there was also one harm in that.

─ ─ It means that Oul himself must feel it for real.

"Huh... Jiuuuuuuuuuu... Chiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Ha... ahhh... kum... kimochi, ok..."

"Ku... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

In a small room, the exhales of the three men and women mingle with a wooden spirit. There was a strange sense of fallacy in caressing Radico's body while letting Floro serve him with his mouth.

"Ku...... Ugh......!

The flesh, excited by the situation, is like a sexy zone all over her body, and so much pleasure rushes through that Floro's hair licking her genitals seems to care just to plunder Oulu's legs. On top of that, her soft tongue and lips carefully and carefully follow the meat spear that stood so far apart.

A puffy, thick lip is pressed against the roots of the tortoise head, as if to mouth the heavily stretched Ella part. And when his lips are broken and his wet tongue appears modest, he licks and cleanses the part of his cali neck stepped with love.

At the end of it, he releases his mouth once, opens his mouth with a trick that sounds like a voice, and puffs the whole turtle head in. At the same time, lick up the back muscle area in the flat part of your tongue, swallow it plump to the back, and pull the rod so that it squeezes.

After repeating it twice, three times, I stood the meat spear with one hand and touched the bag slightly with the other hand, making sure to point the deck up and lick it from the ground up to the tip, using the whole nastyly stretched tongue.

"Floro... your chest, use it..."

"Chest...... are you tits? Uh... here's the thing, huh?

When Oulu ordered him to do so, Floro thought a little before pinching Oulu's stiffness with his abundant breasts.

"This is fine, isn't it? Huh... ♡"

She leaked a satisfactorily slutty grin at the male root, which jumped to hardness as soon as possible, letting the tip pluck as she handled the rod with the meat of her chest as normal.

While capturing such a slutty and extreme sight at the edge of his sight, Oulu was gripping Radico's flesh.

You can't put your finger in your vagina, but if you try to stroke the entrance to the slit beneath it while attacking the pubic nucleus and let it go back and forth, the dripping love fluid makes a sound and drips down to the ground.

"Huh, kiuuuu ♡ ahhh ♡ kimochi ♡"

Rubbing a soft breast that will fit softly in the palm of his hand, Radhiko honestly leaks her wheeze each time she stands up and tells her little buds to touch her, eating sweetly with her lips as she rolls it with her tongue.

Tasting its luminous skin, it itself became pleasant and passed on to Radico, making her even better and shaking her body.

"Nchu ♡ chu ♡ chu ♡ chu ♡ ju pu ♡"

"Khu ♡ ah ♡ hiya ♡ haha ♡"

A woman who serves with her abundant flesh and a woman who ravages the unusual flesh as she thinks. Serving another woman while being served...... it was something even Oulu had never experienced before.

The pleasure of boiling down to paralyzing pleasure roars up wanting to ravage the girl in front of you. Even if you taste skin that sucks like you're greedy, you can't just stick it in a delicious female hole that drips who.

But the pink meat glimpsed through its holes, completely relaxed by the multiple folded pleasures, was sluttily cracked on top of this, as if inviting an oul.

"Kimochi, ok ♡ Hey, medium ah ♡ stay inside ♡ I want you to let me in ♡"

You can't listen to Radico swinging your hips when you sift, or simply reach it. Oulu needs to calmly caress and feel good about Radico's body while enjoying maximum pleasure, but without being flushed by it.

"Hey ♡ Oulu...... ♡ That too ♡ Feel good ♡ Wish I could ♡ More, Feel better ♡ I want to be... ♡"

With his hands and legs restrained, Radico waves his ass and seduces him to Oulu as much as he can.

"Oh, I'm gonna..."

How nice would it feel to insert it into a ripe honeypot by the way? With that thought in mind, Oul picks both Radico's nipples all the time and tongues through the secrets of the soaking wet.

"Hin ♡ more oh ♡ more back ♡ naka, I want you to insert ♡"

The space touched by the tip of the tongue does not mean that it is specially closed. I mean, I'm not actually tightening my vagina with tremendous force, but I guess tightening something with my vagina doubles the pressure applied there.

Oul noticed it came to one way. Double your power... then you can do the same thing.

Oul kept his pleasure transferred to Radico's body, maximizing his own sensitivity.

"Gu, whoa...!

"Hiaaah ♡"

Pleasure strikes the oul enough to think that the nerves will burn down. He had never known for the first time how comfortable it was that sometimes the opposite could not be reached. The pleasure in the oul swells rapidly during the extended time toward that moment, as the bow near being released the arrow squeezes the string crisply.

The feel of Floro's wet tongue, the slight pressure of the lips to tighten the male roots, the softness of the chest that perfectly wraps the meat stems, and the smooth skin touch. Every one of them passes on to Oulu's brain with terrible clarity, pushing him over like a tsunami.

And then it overflowed, and it became an intense pleasure to be paralyzed, rushing through the body, pouring it into Floro's mouth as if it were going to explode.

"Huh... ♡ Nku... ♡"

While taking it in the back of his throat, Floro exercises his freshly taught technique. The pleasure doubled by Oulu's sorcery was conveyed to Radico's body as it was, which was further amplified by Floro's sorcery as it was.

"Hia... ♡ ♡ ♡ ~ ~ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡"

Pussy, and the tide blows out from between Radico's legs, wearing the floor. A deep hole would have been made had it not been made of "Mother's Wall". If I had plundered Oulu's hand, I might have flown one of his fingers, but I never cared.

Oul held Floro's head down and put it out in the back of his throat. Let the people out. Because Radico couldn't even speak out for the pleasure of running around his body, but he kept on peaking continuously.

Only one, Floro, was delighted to narrow his eyes and sip down the semen of the oul with a throat.