Maou no Hajimekata

Pippy, slight water sounds in the room.

It was like a kitten licking milk. That was the sound of Zana and Yeldave, two sisters serving with their tongues as they pinched Oulu's male roots.

With pure white and brown, similarly but not similarly colored skin, its very face looks just like a forensic photograph.

"How about...?

"Oh...... not bad"

To Yeldave, who asks anxiously, Oul answers as he strokes the hair of both of them. If I'm being honest, I'm an awkward mouth slut. The mouth pornography service while the two of us face each other is highly challenging because the movement between the tongue and lips is really the main one.

Yeldave, who is new to touching a man himself, has not been able to do it differently on his own when it is an act between the two of us, even if he is Zana, who got the hang of it earlier.

But two beautiful princesses, who looked exactly the opposite, sisterly and crawled their tongues into the Fuji grotesque organ, had given Oulu much excitement to complement his skill.

"Honestly...... tell me. It's not very good."

But Zana felt Oulu's reaction with her eyes clenched and her lips pointed as if she were stubborn.

"That's not true..."

"Liar. What seemed more pleasant earlier"

Stretch out your tongue and lick it from the ground up, slip your goose neck through the tip of your tongue, and suck your back muscle into your cum. The skill taught by Oul is something that makes sense while handling the rod hard with his hands, and no matter how hard he works with just the tip of his tongue, Oul doesn't react as he did earlier.

If you two are going to serve, your fingers will get in the way, and neither will Zana now have the option of eliminating Yeldave.

"Tell me what to do, like just now? Because I'll do anything for you. Hey, Master."

"Me, too... tell me, uh... Dear Sir"

If I asked you to be honest, even my sister followed it.

"What, your husband?"

"Oh... no, is that...?

Unexpectedly, Yeldave looks up at Oulu in tears with trembling eyes.

"... Whatever you want"

If it's not insulting, I don't care about the name or anything. When Oul answered with that in mind, Yeldave gave a flashing expression, as if he had received even an irreplaceable treasure. It's the first time I've ever seen her look like that with a fearful and anxious look all the time, and I think Oul can do that.

"So? What am I supposed to do? Master."

Then, as she was in a hurry, Zana grabbed Oulu's and asked again.

"Right..."

Oul thinks a little and looks down.

"Try your chest."

"Ahhh!?

As soon as I said it, Zana put Willow Eyebrow upside down and put her strength into her hand.

"Wait. Whatever you do, get rid of the complexes around here."

It's nothing like this where I gripped it with the power of a woman, except if the cold air was creeping into its palm. Before his own body was pierced by ice thorns, Oul said so quickly.

"I said that..."

Giri, and blood drips from Zana's lips, which she chewed.... How jealous are you of this one more than the power of the Sun God? Oul managed to swallow the honest sentiment that

I don't even know how Zana feels about that though. Hair of the same color on a very similar face, eyes of the same color. Skin color would simply be the difference in the environment in which it grew up. The absolute difference that separates them from even the twins, although it is the back-length and wrapping atmosphere that makes them different.

That's the size of your chest.

Whether Xana's chest is slightly swollen or not, in contrast to the abundant Yeldave, which was indelibly fruitful in twitching in both palms. It was sadly flat.

"Sora, pinch it."

Oulu, in a tone of silence, pushes the two backs together. A contrasting mass of meat was crushed from left to right by soft white and black meat.

"Ugh..."

To that overwhelming difference in power, Xana can only think of her face. The enormous mass that creeps and distorts on Zana's chest was devastating enough to depress her.

"Um... Master, what should I do...?

Yeldave as it houses Oulu's delicacies in its deep valley. Though Oul's thick, long meat spear cannot even cover its breasts and the ends stick out, it still encloses the majority. Compared to that, when Zana's chest, she's just being pushed on the tip of it as if it were a wall.

"Hold it down with your hands and rub it up."

As he was told, Yeldave began to rock up and down with his breasts supported with both hands. The male root that was sandwiched in soft meat was something that even the woman Zana felt comfortable with. Instead of pinching her, Zana cursed her breasts by herself, not even big enough to support her with her hands.

"Xana.Try lifting your body up a little bit more"

"... Huh?

So suddenly she's called out, and she blinks.

"Here, here?

"Oh. Yeah, that's just about it"

Oul nods contentedly as he floats his hips, which he was bending to match the height of his chest with that of Yeldave. And the tip of the meat spear, which was poked up, pierced Zana's nipple so that she could decide.

"Ahhh!

Unexpectedly, Zana speaks up high for the sudden pleasure of running frivolously.

"Mm-hmm. Your breasts still look good."

"What, stupid thing...... uhh!

Twice or three times, the tip of Oulu's penis is rubbed against Zana's chest.

"Is it something stupid? You'll see."

A meat stick is pressed to rub up the steps of a large, elated geese neck on the pin and the nipples of a stiff, pointed Zana. From the tip of that lump of meat, which was so hot that it was likely to burn, the running juice dripped to contaminate Zana's chest and leave a wet mark. She understood, with the heat it conveyed, that it was obviously exciting about Zana.

Tongue, Zana noticed.

If Yeldave's breast wrapping up and handling the rod plays the same role as her hand when serving her mouth, Zana's it has the same role as her tongue.

Thin but soft swelling is like the belly of a tongue. So I try to stroke and rub my male roots from the ground up, and I take that anger. The buds at the tip of the chest are as hard and pointy as the tip of the tongue, stimulating sexy bands such as the geese neck, back muscle, and bell mouth.

I see, indeed, this is a delicate service that cannot be done with a large breast.

Zana immediately gets that, pushing her chest against her and rigidly.

"Ku, uhh..."

Pinched between Yeldave's plentiful breasts and Zana's breasts, Oul leaks a small, pleasant voice. The woman who became his slave listened sensitively to the voice and smiled slightly.

A leaking running juice transmits the meat stem to wet the chest of the two women, and a stiff and fierce stiffness violently offends between the nigga and the soft meat as it makes a lewd noise. If they accidentally shook their hips and stuck them out, they pressed their breasts as they moved instead of raising their voice of protest, offering their flesh.

"Yikes...... here we go...... Huh!

When Oulu proclaims, Zana stretches her neck toward her and puts the tip of his meat spear into her mouth. The flurry of pleasure becomes cloudy and pours momentum into Zana's mouth.

"Mm... I knew it wasn't good..."

"So I told you not to drink anything"

Drinking it down, Oulu frowned at Zana, smiling her face.

"... I told you I'd be glad to drink it."

"What?"

Missing hearing Zana's little voice pounding and grunting, Oul inquired.

"Dear Sir..."

But sooner than she answered, Yeldave, who had always been silent, raised his voice.

"My lord, may I have mercy too...?

"Don't rush. Things have an order. Let's start with my sister."

Tell that to Yeldave, who moisturizes her eyes and pleads, and Oul lays Zana's body on the bed and presses her penis against her vaginal mouth, which remains stiff and opposite.

"Uh... Master? You can start with Eve, right?

"No, it has to start with you."

Do you hold on as a sister, or do you have experience, but you can afford it? To Zana, who suggests so, Oul shakes his neck to the side and breaks into her already moisturized.

"Huh... Huh..."

"Ah...! Ahhh......!

The murmur rang two times at the same time.

"What do you say? That's good, right?

"Yes..."

Ask as she holds Yeldave's shoulder, she shudders her body with pleasure and nods cocklessly. The two people who are still connected to their souls by a collar share that feeling. If you offend Zana, that pleasure is also passed on to Yeldave.

We're moving.

"Mm-hmm!

"Ahhh!

The groaning Zana voice that pushed him to death and the Yeldave voice that sounded high. The sisters' chirping echoes inside the room.

Oul takes Yeldave's lips and gently strokes those breasts as he buries his hips in Zana's vagina.

"Hin!

As soon as I got there, Xana gave me a screaming voice. What the two of them share is not five senses, like tactile or visual, but a matter that felt in their hearts, pleasure itself. The euphoria and pleasure flowing in from Yeldave did not work.

"Master...! There, no...! Guru, yah......!

And once it's broken, patience doesn't work anymore. Zana's voice color gasping at the hard meat spear that accurately determines her weak parts is surprisingly sweet on her own.

"Ohhhhh, Sa 'er... Huh! Ah, ah, ah, ah...!

Yeldave, poured into the virgin's body the pleasure of an already developed female for the third time, gave her a warm mind.

"Hey, hey, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

And at the top of that Yeldave, Zana can also be pulled up to height once and for all. Oul ejaculated relentlessly into her vagina as she contracted cucumbers and tightened the delicacy hard. While pouring cloudy fluid into the back of his uterus, he is deeply tangled with his tongue in his upper body as he eagles Yeldave's chest.

But there was no room for anger in Zana today. Even as he ejaculated, Oul had carved in more pleasure by trying to strike his hips at her, and the filled admiration coming from Yeldave was either more intense than he felt when he was mouthed.

"Oh, my goodness, well..."

And that was the same for those in Yeldave. A tremendous pleasure like never imagined before struck her, so much so that the love fluid secreted from between its legs dripped off to create a small pond.

"Oh. It's a turn."

Once Oul pulls the male root out of Zana's vagina, he pushes Yeldave down and puts it into her. Wet in the wet. There, instead of caressing, it was not even necessary to shy away. There was only a slight feeling of tearing the membrane showing purity, then swallowing the man to the back.

Shortly afterwards, Xana turned her arm around Oul's neck with a look like she was floating in heat and sucked it on her lips. The tongue enters by making sure to clench the lips, and if it responds, he turns his mouth over and over again trying to interact deeper and more closely while changing the angle of his face.

If her body had been made of ice as the title implied, it was such a fervent kiss that I thought it would melt.

"Ugh!

"Huh!

He turns his hand behind her as he exchanges his saliva violently, sliding his finger into the secret. Then a creaking voice and a high voice, two whispers sounded.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

If she strokes her rough vaginal wall with her thick fingers, Xana forgets to even mouth it and freaks her body out, clinging to the oul.

"Huh! Oh, ahhh, ahhh! Ah, ah, ah, ah...!

Yeldave is also the one who whispers. In addition to the pleasure of the male roots penetrating his center, the soul of his sister conveys, the pleasure of fingering the vaginal wall. Two kinds of pleasure, which could not have been lined up otherwise, easily took away a daughter who had not known a man until earlier.

"There, hey, hey! Feeling, too good, wow...!

And it passes again to Zana, and even if it does not respond, it reaches its peak of excitement.

"Yikes...... Huh!

That's what Oulu declares as the vagina moves that contract quickly.

"No, no, no, no, I... Huh! Shit, uhh... Huh!

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

The three reached the summit at the same time, and Oulu poured cloudy fluid deep into Yeldave's vagina.

"Sister, it's sloppy"

Yeldave said so, keeping his head in Oulu's right arm.

"It's sloppy, what?

On the other side of it, Xana inquires as she pillows Oul's left arm.

"I have only poured your husband's essence once, but your sister has poured it twice. I think it's unfair."

"Twice, I didn't just drink it with my mouth once"

The two hands stretched out to the groin of Oul and were treated loosely. I guess it's more of a half-conscious thing than a caress. Though I can't complain about the area because Oul is rubbing their breasts too.

"So I want to take it by mouth too"

"Can you? That's pretty hard though."

Don't get into fights between people. Oul put up with wanting to yell so much.

Because I thought it was better than ever, reluctant to speak to each other.