Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

Kitakomie had a fever.

Even the peasants, not only the townspeople, but also the peasants, by the touch of the development of Yuji field put out by the name of Changzheng Asai, "I am the one…" and squeezed 10 sentences and pushed them to various bureaux where the tax collector was.

It became a long line of serpents, exactly the sight to describe as the great river of men.

It goes without saying that it was Mayor Asai who was more than happy with it.

Originally, tax collectors were seen by townspeople and peasants as "like the enemies of their parents". They wind up their property under the big nickname of taxes, so naturally.

That's what this time, taxpayers were seen with a gaze of expectations and favors, not hostility.

'I hope this improves the status of the tax collector'

With that said, the governor was grinning.

He is quite motivated to improve the treatment of the finance bureaucrats, who are also his own men.

Without money, there would be no war, no administration, no diplomacy - such a belief existed in the government.

I had a meeting with the chief government officer and decided that all the money I had collected would go into the development of Yuji Field without pooling.

We came to an agreement that it would be better to create such a facility so that we would continue to remain permanently in the future rather than use the money collected halfway to create this halfway Yuji field again.

By the way, I'm the one who pulled the blueprint for Yuji Field.

Well, I just tressed the blueprints of a certain sumptuous spa inn that was in the corner of my memory as it was. It was good to have a good guide and reception. Good.

And now timber is being brought in not only from the mountains within Asai territory, but also from Echimae, which is under the power of the Asakura family, and bathhouses are being built throughout Kitakomie.

The bathhouse is carved with the names of the people who made the donation, and the tub is completely stone built, with a source flush.

Next to it you get money from Yuji customers coming from other countries, complete with paid accommodation.

Under such a concept, construction materials were also brought to the foot of Kotani Castle, and the construction of Yuji Field was progressing smoothly, even as the craftsmen flew from time to time.

Also in parallel, a silkworm farm has begun to be built on Nagahama, south of Kotani Castle.

Mulberry trees were planted around that factory, and there was also concern to ensure that there was no trouble securing silkworm bait.

But building a factory is difficult inside, so opening this one is going to be delayed.

Mostly, the facility will be completed by the end of this month or so.

We had to secure silkworms and workers because most of the facilities could not be produced simply by completing them.

It is also a matter of salary, and it is a matter of concern whether to give rice or money.

After that, working hours. I didn't want to mark my notoriety as an ancestor of a black company in history, so I wanted to serve as a benefit whenever possible.

- Phew.

I exhaled heavily as I read Yuji Yard and Silkworm Plant reports in my room.

That day...... another month has passed since I left Bodhisattva Castle.

March 6, that was the current date.

Speaking of me, I often immersed myself in an annoying mood remembering that day.

I love the princess. I love her more than anything else in the world, and if anything happens to her, I'll bet my existence to try to save her.

But the other side of me that showed up at Bodhisattva Castle - narrow field of view due to lust. Exactly.

If I did poorly, I might have handcaged half a soldier, and it made me depressed to think about it.

(If I thought I was tutoring the city, it seems I was the one who was tutored at some point...)

As I blossomed my joy as a princess of the city, I was being dug up my rooted instincts as a man.

Human brains are said to be divided into three categories: neo-mammalian brains, former mammalian brains, and reptile brains.

Perhaps I was dug up by the City Princess... the last part, the part called the reptile brain that directs the root part of life.

Anger, fight, run, offend.

It is, in a way, the most necessary part of an emergency, the warring age, and it is the least necessary part of a time like the world I was in?

When the reptile brain grows, when it's cornered, when it can't survive without fighting, or when you have to help someone - there's the harm of being able to act appropriately and reflexively faster than anyone else, while that's all (...) you can think about.

- Last time, that's exactly what it was.

I think with my thumb and index finger I hold between my brows.

In a way, it would be something that I had no choice about.

It was only natural to be suddenly thrown from an uncontested world into a world of death and neighborhood, connected to a beautiful daughter-in-law, and the reptile brain strengthened to live.

(Still, there are limits)

I exhaled loudly once again, and I stood up when I put the report together.

It's time to cross to the city princess's bedroom.

It wasn't about expecting sexual intercourse or anything. Purely, I wanted to hear her voice.

I think as I walk down the corridor.

- The City Princess has become more and more beautiful lately.

I don't know why, but I think I've changed to Gun the last few days - I feel that way.

It doesn't make any difference to my usual every move. It doesn't change, but I think the atmosphere has changed.

Nevertheless, when it comes to whether there are signs of a man while it is often good - it is not.

The men of the Asai family seemed to be too faint towards a woman named Oda City, who was too beautiful, and above all did not seem to have the very idea of putting their hands on the daughter-in-law of our Lord.

Speak to the samurai of the inn before entering the city princess's bedroom.

"Ah, Master Chang."

The princess had a fluffy grin as she poked her three fingers and folded her hips.

"Thank you again for your hard work today. Seems to have been vibrant for a long time..."

"No, it won't be far to your parents' Qingzhou yet."

That's what I say, open only one fist and sit down beside the city princess.

Then she buried the distance all the time and tangled her supple fingers when she took my hand.

"... what's up?

"No, nothing..."

That's what the princess says, and she starts rubbing the cartilage at the root of my fingers.

I've been letting her like it for a while, but it's slowly tickling, so I pulled my hand in.

Then the city princess is staring at my hand with a smug face.

Maybe it's funny and interesting for her, but it's just cartilage for me. I get in trouble for being so obsessed.

When I grabbed the princess in trouble, she gave herself to me in an inadvertent manner.

Hmm, cute.

Unexpectedly, the princess smiled happily as she twisted herself and exhaled sweetly as she whispered her chin under the princess.

"If you say so..."

"Why should I?

When I knocked the princess's body over my lap, I asked, stroking her head.

"The city calls me" Lord Chancellor. "

"Yes... Is that what you did?

"Don't you care?

Touching her neck with her index finger causes the princess to flaunt herself.

"I don't care what...? The city doesn't really understand what they're saying..."

"I mean, yes."

Touching the shapely ears of the City Princess and plunging her pinky fingers into her adorable earholes, the City Princess flips her face so she can tremble and run away to bury her face in my belly.

Even so, the other ear just gets damaged, and I stroked her back of the head loose.

"The ministers will call me" The Hall of Fame "or" The Chancellor ". Don't you even care that you're calling me 'Lord Chancellor', just like those guys? I'm my wife, but I call them with them... or something."

"... I didn't even think about it"

The princess turns her face and looks up at me.

"However, Mr. Changzheng is the general of the Asai family… other names to be called…"

"No, look, there's a lot going on..." You "or something."

"I am rude to the chancellor, such as using such nomenclature synonyms"

The city princess ran out of words.

"Regardless of the townspeople and peasants, they call someone like the chancellor a blurry one with no contents…"

"Here."

I slapped the princess right in the forehead.

"City, I rarely say that."

"Also...... sorry!

I guess I thought I'd sit down and apologize. "Just stay put," holds down the princess's body as she tries to get up to get in position.

"Sure, because the city is a princess, you might have no choice but to think so"

……

I continued, moaning the forehead of my dear wife, who had been reprimanded by me and soothed.

"But our lives are made up of taxes paid by townspeople and peasants. Even if we say we will defend our battle territory, it is only through the use of soldiers conscripted from townspeople and peasants. That's all I want you to remember."

"... Yes"

Yes, in the world where I was, I was not enough of a "townsman or peasant," as the City Princess called me in the first place. It was also a lifelong solitude, without parents.

That's why I think.

He said exchangers must always be sensitive to the consciousness of townspeople and peasants.

Exchangers may exist as exchangers because the presence of townspeople and peasants is a prerequisite.

Without the townspeople and the peasants, there is no exchanger. The reverse is unlikely. For if we do not carry out productive activities, we will die of silence and starvation.

I say as I stroke the princess's cheek.

"Besides, I'm not as good as you think I am."

"I don't..."

"No, listen to me. I'm not a saint prince, and I'm not an innocent white man. It's just a trinket. City, I give priority to protecting you, and I can only deal with the latter as a secondary issue, a man I can't help."

……

The city princess wakes herself up and confronts me with a correct posture.

"You mustn't, Dear Chancellor... tell me that"

The princess says as she takes my hand.

"The chancellor is a fine man. Haven't you always been at the forefront of things and shown everyone that attitude"

"But..."

"No, listen. My father, Shinsu, had said well, pointing to his brother. Evaluations are always posterior. And he said it was given by others, not himself... The city admires the chancellor. That's because the chancellor has never been the only one who has seen him take the initiative and hit a disaster all the time."

She said with both hands on my chest, cheeky.

"It is only natural that Lord Changzheng will be gripped, he is a person, so you will have some troubles. But I hope you don't take that all as an absolute assessment. There are those who admire Nagataka, like the city, and the Asai family who respect Nagataka."

Just, and the princess laughs fluently.

"When it's really hard... talk to this city, right? Supporting my husband - because I am proud that my job is all I can do, my wife."

- Oh, my God.

I scratched my head by accident.

Now, what the princess of the city said - three weeks ago, it was also a word I hung up on half a soldier.

(I'm still blue...)

Yes, I have to feel it.

What I say to others comes back to me around.

In other words, my ideal image has yet to germinate and root inside itself.

"Well... the city is my wife."

"Yes."

"I need you to get to know me."

"Yes!"

The princess nods with a full grin.

I felt unspeakable happiness filled my chest and held her.

I smell my wife. It smells like a woman I love and love.

I lean my nose against my neck unexpectedly.

"- Ah."

The voice color of the city princess changed.

Dye my cheeks, tremble, and still squeeze my chest with those thin fingers so I can expect something.

"What's up...?

"Nah... nothing... no"

As soon as I licked up my neck, the city princess raised her colorful voice and was bored.

I want to hear more of that voice, and I stick my hand in my kimono's eye.

The hoof and soft breasts sink without resisting the power of my fingers, and loosening the force gives the hoof a little touch.

Somehow, I don't feel the quality of softness in my chest has changed.

"Much softer..."

"Oh, that's..."

The city princess groans with her breath absurd.

"Every night, the chancellor will touch you..."

Such adorable words make me unexpectedly tempted.

At the same time, I heard what she said and remembered.

"... oh, I did"

When I drop my lips on the City Princess's cheek, I ask, peeking into her eyes.

"I asked you earlier, didn't I? Why do you keep calling me 'Dear President'..."

"Ha, yes... eh... ahh"

The princess looks at me with a pompous face.

Stop rubbing your chest and insert your index finger into the narrow space of her glossy lips.

Occasionally, a finger is stuck to the raw warm mucous membrane and the presence of a rough, elastic tongue is felt.

The princess immediately began to lick my index finger. Hot tongues crawl through my fingers, like a male genital-shaking whore.

But my purpose is not to make finger fellas do it.

Without entrusting myself to the City Princess Initiaciv, I scratched her inside with my fingers and pulled her out.

The dirty silver bridge connects the city princess's mouth to my fingertips.

My beloved wife fell in love with me with a slight tongue tip, yet still seeking a connection.

"Hey, why don't you try calling me 'you' this evening"

"Why...?

With lustful eyes, the city princess looks at this one.

"It would feel special, wouldn't it? There's no one in Asai's house or anywhere else who can call me that. But... Princess, I want you to be. You're my partner."

"But... the city..."

"You're special to me. It doesn't work, she's an important woman... Would it be foolish to wish me special treatment from that woman"

When I said that, the princess whispered as she buried her face in my chest.

"Master Chang, you are cowardly..."

"Right."

"Yes, really..."

- You can refuse, can't you?

The City Princess raised her face from my chest and I layered my lips with her in a natural motion so that I could be drawn.

A kiss like a child that never penetrates your tongue, just sucks each other's lips.

It's just that - the back of my chest is twitching and warming.

"Today, it's special… you"

"Oh......!

As soon as I heard the words, there was joy in me.

Hold the city princess up and make her lie on top of the hook.

He defied his gaze to the side as he dyed his face, looking slightly dizzy. No matter how much I layered my body, that kind of novelty hasn't changed since my first night.

Nevertheless, these days, we have started to be aggressive around the middle of sexual activity, showing a single scale of awakening as a woman.

Hang on to the City Princess and stroke the neckline around from its soft cheeks with one hand.

I can see the sweet exhalation leaking out of the gap in her lips, gradually losing the power of that body.

I inserted my tongue into the princess's lips and tasted the hot inside.

"Ah..."

When my tongue came out of her lips with a loud chirping noise, the princess uttered a missing voice between from the sense of loss.

I guess it was because it was routine for me to culminate in a kiss and welcome a chunk of my hot desire into that womb.

The princess stares into my eyes in confusion. Lovely.

I gently drop a kiss on the princess's lips while wearing a hanging, then stroke both ankles except slightly from the hem of the kimono, and insert the hand into the secret as I disturb the intermission.

I feel like playing dressing today. Nice, dress play.

"Don't... you... your kimono will get dirty..."

"Fine, you just have to shut up and feel better"

My fingertips were already dripping from the City Princess's honeypot.

I don't think my kimono will get dirty or anything.

Anyway, the butt side of the outfit was soaking wet at the time I inserted my hand.

"Ah...! Please stop!

I relaxed the part of the princess's crotch and stuck my head in it.

The smell of her woman caged in the cloth irritates my sense of smell and irritates my consciousness.

The city princess is desperately holding my head, but it's not what I found out.

I suck it into her labia vulgaris and indulge in its unique touch.

"No... you... stop... mmm..."

The City Princess is holding my head down.

Juicy, juicy vaginal orifices soothe the love liquid, the smell of feminine smell leaks more and more, exciting me.

"Ah... stop... there, no... no..."

My tongue tip licks the Urethral Mouth of the City Princess.

There was definitely a mosaic hanging on horny DVDs and magazines in my former world.

So the truth is that I honestly didn't know what was going on with the women.

The man designs a simple izvest to go on the ground, the ultimate easy, that there's a hole in the top of the mushroom, but the girl doesn't seem to be.

Because before I started caressing the City Princess's honeypot with my mouth, I had no idea that Clitoris and her foreskin had such a strange structure.

Sometimes they mistake the urethral orifice for a clitoris, and they have virgin brothers who buy (Hinchuku) from girls, but, well, I don't know. As much as that, the girls' bodies are complex and strange.

"Ah... ah...! Oh, no... no, no... hey... hey!

When my tongue licks up the urethral orifice and clitoris at the same time, the City Princess starts to burst and rumble.

Damn, she's a troubled wife.

By the way, a lot of you ladies say that when you keep licking the urethral orifice and clitoris together, the urethral orifice feels better at some point.

Nevertheless, it seems resistant that my beloved princess will be ruled once and for all by direct pleasure. The power to push my head has increased.

Oh, man, I'm gonna screw my tongue in the vaginal foramen of the princess.

"Mm-hmm!

The princess's hips trembled.

Apparently a light acme was reached.

By the way, not many people know that Acme acmé is French.

Well, it doesn't matter about Zamen being German.

I sip a little sour love liquid from the princess while I think about it.

I don't mind that, though my mouth is muddy and lukewarm.

The city princess seemed to have completely wandered off into petting by my tongue, waiting for my big sun as she opened her vaginal orifice with a cute filling.

Pull your head out of the City Princess's kimono and you'll have a refreshing air as soon as possible.

When I looked down at the City Princess, away from a space full of female smells, she had a pompous look on her bright red face.

The city princess's thin arms are powerless in the X-shape around her chest, and play a role in making a difference.

When I knelt near the head of the princess, I took out the fully motivated Big Sun and gently slapped my son and the princess's cheek as he was.

The city princess has a grumpy face and looks at the big sun bouncing off her own cheek.

Eventually, when the City Princess's hand tangled in my big sun and rubbed in love, I led her straight into the narrow space of her lips.

"Mmmm... mmm... jrr... chrr..."

The princess caresses her penis carefully, gently and shamefully when she comes in.

Just like when I was caressing her secret earlier, all I'm saying is that in return.

"Huh... Huh... Huh..."

Who said Sleeping Fella is a specialty technique? I forgot, but that's about it, it's hard to caress the oral cavity while sleeping against the male organ.

In other words, it is breathtaking when it comes to what is difficult.

Including your penis in your mouth often forces you to breathe through your nose.

But the human structure has a lower oxygen intake in the nasal respiration than in the mouth breathing, so repeated operations called ferrathio can cause a severe lack of acid.

And if you try to force yourself to breathe, your teeth will hit your beloved him or your husband, and if you hit your dog tooth, you can also put a deep hand on your precious son if you do poorly.

So it's a novice declined fella style, but the City Princess keeps serving my Big Sun by moving her head and tongue diligently.

Her hot nose blows on her pubic hair and it's itchy.

When I move my hips gently, the City Princess starts leaping desperately to make me feel better, too.

"Jiuuuuuuuu... Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

A loving mouth service, received from a beautiful Japanese woman with long dark hair, wearing a kimono.

I guess the cowper is starting to leak out of my big sun. Adhesive colors begin to mix with the horny sounds leaking out of the city princess's mouth.

I no longer felt the limit to the appearance of a city princess who would continue to serve my Big Sun like I was floating in a fever.

(You can also put semen on the boulder)

If the shower is ready to use like the world I was in, you must be able to turn the beautiful face of the City Princess into a simmer pack, play simmer shampoo with your hair, and much more.

But this is a warring age. There is no such thing as high caliber.

The only time I can get a blow job is when I can flirt in a hot spring.

I try to pull my penis out of the City Princess's mouth with that in mind.

I feel sorry for putting it in my mouth on a boulder - that's what I thought, but one arm of the princess grabs my hipster.

I felt a healthy willingness to do that, my dear wife.

"... I'll get it out, okay?

"Hmm......"

The city princess snorts at my big sun.

It's been a long time since I've ejaculated - and when I think about it, my stiffness is as crisp and stiff as steel.

"We're leaving... City, we're really leaving!

"Huh!

I can't move my hips hard.

But even if I don't do that, the city princess's enthusiastic oral service is elevating my carnal appetite and sexiness.

A deep heart of love and devotion I feel there.

I could only honestly follow the love the City Princess gave me for the pleasure of my wandering hips.

"Yes, city! We're leaving!"

"Mm-hmm."

A large amount of semen bursts from my Big Sun, filling the mouth of the City Princess.

With a dusty and overwhelming mass, it easily exceeds the City Princess's oral tolerance and leaks out of her clear lips.

"Nku... Nku... Nku... Nku..."

As soon as he leaks my semen, the princess's throat makes a crisp noise, he swallows the semen from his mouth, little by little, but surely.

As I pulled the Big Sun out of her mouth, she was waking herself up and moving her mouth as she leaned slightly in the girl's seat.

Bite, chew, mix with saliva and swallow.

And when she finished drinking my spitting salmon milk, she opened her semen mouth slightly with a grin.

"Thank you... City, drink for me... can't you?"

"No... but it was so elastic and hard to drink..."

When she coughs in relief, there is a simmering smell as soon as possible.

I had the illusion that my semen dominated the inside of her body, and I was embracing her less of a joy.

"I'm really happy... Thanks."

First of all, it's not like swallowing semen.

It's not like it was in my mouth in the first place.

It smells blue and smells raw.

That kind of thing, no matter how many couples you accompany, will most likely get a response saying, "I can't drink sophisticated".

Even with deep affection, it is something that the body naturally rejects.

But the city princess accepted my sperm at the physical and spiritual level and took it inside my body - I can't be happier.

"City..."

"Ah..."

The princess looks at my son and shouts her surprise.

"Ah, you......! Ma... it's getting bigger again...!

"Oh, I can't help but love the princess."

Again, now I want to put it in your bottom mouth...

Yes, whispering to the City Princess, she blushes and turns away.

"Well, if the chancellor... if you... want to talk about the city, whenever..."

I'm no longer willing to put up with that adorable trick.

Dropping a kiss on the City Princess's lips, I relax her intermission and expose her pussy.

Me and the City Princess have sex all the time. Because condoms don't exist, I can't help it.

When I rub the Big Sun against her honeypot, the City Princess shakes her hips slightly with a sweet voice.

- Come on, please.

I felt like they were saying that, and I made my nose rough.

Sleeping on his back, he pushes his hips out onto the hip of the open princess and sticks out our proud Big Sun.

I get drunk on the feeling of scratching the muffled and ecstasy walls.

Every time I interact with the City Princess, I get intoxicated by the fact that I overlap my body with this beautiful woman.

I'm the only one who can free this meat hole where how many men wanted it.

Yeah - just me.

"Phew... ahhh... come in, I'm coming in... you..."

And I'm the only one who can hear her slut.

Burning such an exclusive appetite with melameras, I begin to strike my hips vigorously in a honeypot filled with mellow meat.

Municipal princess's viscous love liquid tangled in my rods and pubic hair, and whenever her hips beat each other, she made slutty noises all over her pussy.

"Oh...... Huh! You... you... eh!

The princess clings to me.

My arms turned to my shoulders and my legs were wrapped around my hips. The so-called "taiyuki hold".

The starting fluid is thrown out of my Big Sun and rubbed into the City Princess's ecstasy wall.

The princess seemed to prefer the feeling of being poked over being pulled out, and whenever I pressed my hips, she raised her voice.

"Oh...... Shit, it feels good"

The princess's vagina path doesn't get to swallow all my big suns. On the question of whether her vagina was short or my big sun was long, it was obviously the latter's fault.

But at the end of the city princess's vagina path is the mouth of the womb, like a girl twitching on her first date, eager for my big sun to arrive.

And when I turned my back around the mouth of the uterus, I could not wait until I opened my hole completely and nastyly.

"Oh... mmm... ugh... no... eh"

The city princess's cute but slutty gasp echoes and fills the room.

Maybe her squire is asking me.

Moving her hips with that in mind, she looked at this one with eyes that drowned in lust but blamed her.

"No, no... think of something else... no... whoa!

"I'm sorry..."

I whispered in my ear, hitting the princess.

"I thought maybe your squire was asking me. I just got worried."

"Yes... no... eh!

The city princess dyed her face with shame, covering her face with both hands and shaking her neck left and right.

But her body's honest, and she's wrapping up my big sun, and her meatloaf walls are cranky.

"What... you, you want to be seen... you're guided and Suhei"

"No...... no......!

Every time the City Princess does something nasty, the honeypot tries to suck my mind off.

I repeatedly kissed the princess as she stroked her head when I stopped my hip rhythm to put in a small pause.

"City, your vagina is so cozy... I've always wanted to be like this for the rest of my life..."

"Phew... ahhh... embarrassing..."

"There's no need to be shy. Lovely, my city, my only city."

"Hmm! is intense........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Eventually, my penis and the princess Vagina begin to kiss me repeatedly by making a water noise with Jupu Jupu.

When I quicken my hips, the princess gets desperate and grabs me by the shoulder.

The stimulus was comforting, and I just repeated the piston with my love for the City Princess in the Big Sun.

The City Princess's face sank into the slut, and I'm no longer the only one in those eyes.

I suck in that spectacular colour as much as I can, and con and poke the deepest part of the city princess.

Each time, the princess repeated the light acme, sucking my turtle head at the mouth of her womb and tangling it all over my rod.

"You... you...!

The city princess is so impressed, she strengthens the power she holds as she calls me desperately.

Every time my Big Sun bullies my uterus mouth, her body trembles and my penis gets even more stiff.

If the part of my umbrella stimulates the entrance to the uterine entrance or the protrusion of the ecstasy wall, I sigh demonic pleasure into each other's genitals.

The clarity of the city princess has completely lurked the ringing and is no longer trapped, like a whore, in the pleasure given to her by me.

"You...... sorry...... sorry......! The city, the city is already Yi......!

"City...!

I did my best to push the Big Sun into the City Princess's meatloaf hole and pulled it out.

He opens his intermittent chest, crawls his tongue on the milk wheel, and plays a thin peachy protrusion filled with sucking, shaving, and saliva.

Then the princess began to tremble as her hips swung, snuggling up on my body with all her might.

"Ah... ah... ah...! You... Ugh... No more... I'm coming...! Oh, yah... Hino... Huh...!

The city princess's body jumps and trembles loudly when she hesitates.

I let go of my beast appetite for that tightening.

"So, I'm out...... Huh!

As much or more semen as I ejaculated earlier is poured directly from my Big Sun into the uterine mouth of the City Princess.

Unable to fit into the uterus, semen beyond even the capacity of the vaginal foramen leaks from her womb to the outside, and from a slight gap between the penis and the lecherous fissure, the indescribable obscenity drifts.

Pulling through the Big Sun, a thin yellow mixture of clouds pours out of the vaginal orifices that have completely expanded.

I think while I'm at it, it's too much.

Nevertheless, there's no way I'm not excited to see that filthy figure.

I handled my rod looking at the samen leaking out of the vaginal orifice of the princess and unleashed my carnal desire without inserting them.

The third wave, which popped out with a buzzing noise, dyed the princess's groin white.

The bits, the labia majora, the urethra, and the clitoris were packed by my zamen.

I tangle my own semen into my fingers, insert it into the vaginal foramen of the City Princess, and push it in.

"You... ah... no... kun..."

The princess continued to irritate her pussy by me and shook herself in horror.

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At the same time. Mino, Bodhi Mountain Castle.

Under the bonfire, the ministers of the Takenaka family had gathered for an urgent meeting.

An envoy sent by their master, Ryuxing Saito, was lost in darkness, and Ryuxing came to deliver a letter for him.

The man of envoys - Saito Daoxing - was the one unexpectedly, looking at Hanbei, who was lit by a brilliant and burning bonfire and was looking through the letter.

Daoxing knows the taste of Hanbei.

It was Daoxing, no one, who took away her virginity by deceiving a man.

The memories of putting her down crying and humiliating her with her companions have yet to fade.

I didn't just get on with the plan that Ryu Xing came up with to "make that woman dependent" on the play, but she was a good one nonetheless.

Kawazu - As a meat potty, it is a good memory that countless men rode the wheel. At least for Daoxing.

But I haven't tasted that body in a long time since Hanbei ran off in 1564.

Daoxing nods his tongue unexpectedly.

Hanbei was well fleshed for a warring woman and had a body he liked to be a man.

Above all, it was Daoxing who thoroughly planted the taste of a man so that he could turn everything into pleasure.

Let's stay in this castle this evening and indulge in another honeypot filled with men in the bedroom of the Hansei...

That's exactly when Daoxing thought, Hanbei quietly nostalgic for the letter.

"Mr. Long Xing's instructions, I did accept"

"Right, right"

Daoxing nods with a humble grin.

"Then get ready immediately. The Takeda and Hexagon families will be ready by now."

"Yes."

Hanwei responds to Daoxing without changing his complexion.

"Besides, Master Long Xing was calling for Han Wei, right? Though hidden, the Half Soldier is still young. It's a shame... a lot, huh?

"... ugh!

Heavy moments kill me, and I get up and I get pushed by the ministers around me.

"And why don't you let the awkward stay in this castle today... and talk about how Hanbei and I accumulate?

With a moist, favorable eye, Hanbei blues, slightly shivering his body.

Memories of the abuse were engraved into her deep parts, and that trauma was always in a back-to-back relationship with the half-soldiers, without ever being lost.

"Lord Dao Xing!

Heavy moments beat thunderous voices.

The voices containing the wrath of the muscularly rough warriors also deflected just the way Xing was.

"You would be a secret envoy. What kind of a messenger could be called a lodging when he gets muddy! It will soon be your duty to report the praise of Lord Shigeji to Master Ryu Hing!

"-Ch."

Tao Xing, who was obviously grumpy, stood up from the floor table when he struck his tongue.

My little girl's brother barks a lot.

"-What!?

"Stop, heavy moment!

Half a soldier rushes to control the heavy moment and lays flat.

When he saw the figure, Daoxing spat his sputum on half a soldier, telling him as he turned himself over.

"As soon as this battle is over, Hanbei will be brought to Mount Inaba. Because I will take him as a servant of Longxing and send him."

Hahaha and caged laughter, Daoxing rides his horse and leaves Bodhisattva Castle.

In the meantime, Hanbei remained lying on the ground all the time, shaking his body with a pale face.

The heavy moment wipes away the sputum of Daoxing, which sticks snugly to the hair of the half soldier, and holds it up.

"I'm at my limit now, sister...!

Says the heavy moment with a squeezing voice.

"Why, why should my sister be so insulted! Why should I give in to those people? Why..."

- Prepare for battle.

Fluffing up, Hanbei tells the ministers around him.

"Han!

The heavy moment growled.

"That's all it takes, sister! Not us as we used to be, as we didn't know! You mustn't put our hands on her!

"- Torque"

Hanbei smiles with a pale face.

"I cannot resist the life of Master Longxing..."

"- Huh!"

Hanbei squeezes his chest and gives the ministers of the Takenaka family a downward notice.

"The enemy is - Asai, Nagata Asai! By the life of Dragon Hing, we will now form an alliance with the Saito family to allie with Takeda and Hexagon, march with the dawn, and destroy the evil dragons of the Kitakomie that disrupt the heavens!

Bodhisattva Mountain Castle is noisy and rapidly gearing up.

In the moonlight and the light of the bonfire - the heavy moment stared with the eyes of despair at his real sister in command.