Maou no Hajimekata

"Next... right. Alette, Betty, Chloe, Delfina. Show me your service."

When Oul called his next daughter, the four called blinked as surprised.

"What's up? What are you scared of?

"Oh, you know,... no way, because I didn't think you'd remember your name"

My daughter, who was called Alette, answered that as it seemed difficult to say.

"Hmm...... sure, you've never called your name like this. But I know about my men's names."

They are the four black arves who came to the labyrinth with Ellen from the beginning. It was only once when the name was first introduced, but Oul remembered the name well.

"Then let me serve you!

It was Betty who approached Oulu as soon as possible and declared well. She had the richest breasts of the four.

She sandwiched one of Oulu's things in its rich double hills and stuck the tip in her mouth.

"This is Betty...... Master Oul, if you'll excuse me. I don't think that extends to Ellen, but I sincerely serve you."

Kneeling to Oulu on a tough mouth is Alette, the leader among the four. She crawls her tongue to follow one of Betty's favorite things from the side.

"Master Oulu, do you like this?

Asking with a small neck, it is a slightly smaller Delfina that puts Oulu's right chest in place. Her skill is the best of the four, bow or intercourse.

"Master Oulu, may I have your mouth?"

Saying that in a soft tone, it's the oldest Chloe to turn her hand around Oulu's neck. Rubbing her secret up with her fingers as she mouths to the oul, she trembles happily.

Chloe caresses Oulu's tongue, Delfina caresses his chest and Alette and Betty caresses his penis in perfect collaboration. If you wonder if Alette licked the meat stick up from the bottom to the top, Delfina tickles the chest plate of the oul at the tip of its breast, sucking up Betty tends to suck up the tip of the oul herself while Chloe sucks his tongue with her lips.

Oulu's pleasure was flirted up and down in collaboration as if the four were one creature.

"Come on, you guys sacrifice your manipulation to the Lord."

Sensing sensitively that Oul's sexiness had grown, Allette ordered his men. Survival of the Black Art that Ellen and the others have been searching for back on the ground, 48 of them.

They gathered around the Oul, sparingly exposing their brown skin.

"Master Oulu. We all share your true name and obey you, just like Ellen."

Alette knelt, staring into Oul's eyes and said.

"My name is Alexia"

"My name is Bridget"

"My name is Clodine."

"My name is Delphinia"

The four of them sound pitiful.

"I dedicate all of this to my Lord Oulu"

"Oh. I'll end up adoring you"

When Oul said so, they were able to relieve their expressions at the same time.

"So, Master Oulu, please, can you show some sympathy for the rest of us?

"Uhm."

Oul nodded to Eagle Deep to Alette, who would open the place to welcome the remaining 48.

"About half of them are virgins, so have fun, my lord"

With that in his ear, Betty whispered sneakily.

Compared to the White Art, which considers love with a spouse the supreme, the concept of chastity in the Black Art is quite rampant. It is not uncommon to have multiple wives or husbands in your lifetime, even if you are not in love with each other if you are someone you like to some extent.

In that sense, the virgin of the Black Art is very valuable.

"My name is Eirene, Master Oulu, please taste inside me"

"It's Feodora, please be adorable"

"I say Galatea. Have mercy..."

Oul lets Betty and Chloe samurai from left to right, spreading one name leg after another, or waving his ass, or offending the daughters of the Black Art who invite him by mouthing Oul's things.

Alette and Delfina were mainly ready for the virgin daughters in the meantime, and even for the first time, they were rotten in doing 'down' for Oulu to smoothly exchange feelings.

By its careful preparation and one of its owls, both the virgin daughter and her otherwise instantly whisper, wandering her hips and caressing, and putting the sperm of the owl in its womb.

When those daughters relax and breathe on the bed for a while, they gather around Oulu like Betty and Chloe, caressing their bodies with their tongues, lips and breasts in an attempt to please him at all.

Eventually Oul's body was buried in his daughters' bodies as if they were soaking in the brown sea. Enjoying the soft feel of her chest and lips pressed unblemished against her chest, arms, legs, cheeks and cheeks, Oulu commits dozens of daughters one after another, sprinkling tear blood and planting seeds in her womb.

The daughters of Black Art exchanged their voices and accepted his meat stick or caressed his body. In doing so, there will be no one but himself to grasp who is already held and who is not.

All the daughters who have not yet been held shall be lined up before Oulu, and the daughters who have been sneaked into that line once shall be lined up.

"Betty!!

Soon, Oulu held both of those legs, and Allette shouted when she saw Betty pounding in and whispering.

"Then I will clean you up, Master Oulu"

After a major orgy with the Black Arts, Oulu headed to the bathroom to first clean his body dirty by various bodily fluids. It is the daughters who have been sacrificed by the village directly under Oulu who take care of them.

All daughters were young and beautiful only given as sacrifices, but they are just simple and plain daughters compared to the horny devils who exist to invite the arts and men who exist only as beauties as a race.

They also understood the matter well, and the burden appeared in the form of an unparalleled devotion.

"Excuse me."

Foam the soap and wash his body with a daughter who put it all over his body hugging him from front to back to the body of an oul, pressing his breasts against his face. Stuffed with soap, stroking the whole body of the oul with a slippery body, rubbing gently and caressing together when washed.

Two pairs of swells are pressed against the cucumber from the front and back of the body, and one of the ouls turns to heaven for its soft skin feel and its smooth fingertips crawling through the body and cleansing it.

"Ah..."

Feeling its stiff, standing hot feel in her abdomen, her daughter dyed her cheeks and broken her expression as she washed the front of the oul. Because even after dealing with those beauties, they were more than happy to lust for their bodies.

"Next time, I'll clear your arms."

Sitting on a simple chair prepared by one of his daughters, Oul was again taken by two other daughters and spread it left and right.

"Excuse me."

My daughter, who wore soap bubbles just like my daughters earlier, sandwiches them between her legs so that they cross the arms of a side-extended oul. And as he supported his wrist and shoulder area, respectively, he began to shake his hips back and forth and wash his arms as if rubbing them with groin bushes.

Oul gazed at the puffy, trembling breasts as he hipped, enjoying the sensation of a secret store of plenty of buttocks and soft thighs on its arms and tons of honey. It is good to be pushed against your face and body, but it is certainly good to watch it shake a little further away.

"I'll wash this one too"

Then the two daughters, who had just washed their bodies, crossed Oulu's legs, the thigh area. Careful not to weigh in on the oul, the two wash their thighs off with that groin, just like their arms.

Unlike the arm, the distance is closer than the arm, and if the lower back is higher than the oul for one leg. Naturally, the two double hills swayed as they sifted in front of Oulu.

"Hey...... Master Oulu. No, I can't wash it anymore."

As Oul stretched his tongue and licked its tip colored in cherry blossom color, his daughters raised a sweet voice and appealed to Oul's deed. But the behavior is the opposite of that, offering it to Oulu with a tight chest.

If you look left or right, your daughters wiggle their hips and chests hard and wash their arms. If you look forward, your daughters stick their chests out while washing their legs. Although it was in the form of a complete restraint of limbs, the human man has another 'leg'. Of course, they weren't the kind of daughters who missed it.

"Excuse me."

A fifth, especially a daughter with a small body, put her head between Oul's legs and crawled on all fours to include its stiffness in her mouth. The whole body is completely surrounded, roaring at the boulder owl.

Now it's not beautiful, and the amount of magic conceived in its womb is low. Therefore, my pleasure is outward-looking, and I serve even in pursuit of the pleasure and comfort of Oulu. That was the way the village daughters had chosen to devote themselves to Oulu.

"I'll get it out...... Huh!

Her daughter swelled her cheeks and took the massive amount of sperm released into her mouth. And when you don't swallow it, you don't just spit it out, and you open your mouth and show the cloudy liquid that accumulates in it, you chew it slowly to taste it, pouring it slightly into the back of your throat.

And when he drank all the sperm, he again contained a piece of the oul in his mouth, and carefully cleansed it with his tongue.

Oul's body was then washed away with water, and they tried to leave the spot as soon as they had given their regards. There are still dozens of women he has to hold.

"Wait, where are you going?

Grabbing their arms like that, Oul asked.

"We're going to be at the heart of this, right?... of course you are my women too. I'm gonna pour you in alone."

Later, a long whisper echoed in the bathroom.