Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

If you sneak back to the mansion where you live with the princess after eating plenty of dried straw (straw) for a long time - where the princess had already prepared dinner.

There is plenty of porridge boiled in the pan, and fish that I haven't seen much beside it is broiled on a skewer in the fire behind the enclosure.

Next to the city princess, who was zippily observing the fire, I saw Princess Ji handily chopping ginger.

"I'm home."

Calling softly as they open their voices - they will respond without being particularly upset if they already knew about my return castle.

"Welcome back"

As I lowered somewhere beside the enclosure - the city princess poked her tripod and broke her knee, smiling and opening her mouth.

"It's as if you've weighed it. You're home, Mr. President. All you have to do is add plum to the porridge, so please wait a moment."

The city princess slightly opens the wooden pan lid to make the steam stand up.

Why does that make me feel extraordinarily hungry?

In the pan there are two well-boiled porridges, and in the meadow at the disposal of the city princess, the plum is chopped with every leaf of a ciso.

Spit gushed in my throat and my throat rattled.

"... hey city. What's the healing cut?

"It's a pickle of ginger that Princess Ji was pickling herself. You can keep it up."

When the city princess says so, Princess Ji with a knife grins.

"If you have ginger in the plum, you can avoid it in your diet, and I thought it would be better for your health than anything else."

"... I see"

I zippily observe the two wives as they wrap their tongues around Princess Ji's knife that won't stop them from carving ginger as they speak.

Interpretation, originally, is only someone else connected via me.

But that appearance of respecting each other's existence and helping each other not to invade its territory - it seemed like a real, supposed family appearance.

(I wonder if you mean that the city princess is gradually forgiving her mind... this)

Based on the premise in the first place, the city princess began to cook meals at Sugawa Castle because she was wary of being poisoned by the Asakura family.

Given that - I guess the fact that Princess Shi is letting Princess Ji help her prepare her meal is a sign of trust in her.

"... something good, like this"

"What is it?

The city princess asks with a slight lean neck.

Princess Ji seemed to be immersed in the work of her hand, and my whining seemed to be out of ear.

Finished chopping ginger, she's mopping down the whole yam thing in a bowl.

"No, you look like a family... I'm family, but like family. Honestly, I want to watch it forever - like that"

Is that, in a way, a feeling that only a human being, like me, who has lost his parents and has become celestial loneliness, can understand?

The city princess looked at my face zipperly, but the steam made the pan lid snap, shifting her gaze to you.

But consciousness always seemed to be directed at me.

"I... no, we're family. Chang Zheng's, just Chang Zheng's."

- I was leaking those words out of those glossy lips.

"Was the city the only one who thought so?"

"No, you're not... I'm sorry I said something weird"

"No... because this is the age... it is also true that there are many such people, who are family and not family - above all, it is also a testament to the fact that it is human beings who are immersed in sentiment..."

The princess says so so so that she can bite it off, she puts something chopped with plum and shiso in the pan.

Next to it, Princess Ji, who finished rubbing the yam, serves skewered fish on top of the grab.

"And...!

My beloved wife swallowed words there once - staring me in the eye with her moist eyes, turning her face bright red.

"The city is the wife of the chancellor. And the fact that the city is the wife of the chancellor is unshakeable. Whatever happens, I will follow the chancellor... and it will never be possible to leave - I admire you, forever, ever."

That was the homage of a dialogue that I whispered to the City Princess during the day, too stinky from the bottom of my heart - I didn't even have anything else to shame.

I could argue with you as much as I wanted - but the princess can't even be angry because she really thinks so to see the look on her face.

"Dear Chang Zheng, please enjoy this one too"

I don't know if you know what's in my mind like that - but Princess Ji is offering me a small bowl.

If you look at it like you shake off the heat on your cheeks - there was plenty of cloudy liquid there that Princess Ji had molested down earlier… Originally, there was a mixture of ginger pickles carved into it by the way.

"... this is also going to be a fine"

"Ha... yes..."

When I accidentally leaked my voice, Princess Ji dyed her cheeks and leaned down.

"Me and your wife... I want you to stay well forever, so..."

She's so cute that she just wants to take you to the bedroom.

Yams, by the way, are so vigorous that they are also known as "mountain eels", which are both nutritional drinks and bright blue.

It contains plenty of potassium in calcium in addition to various vitamins, and arginine in zinc.

Zinc enlivens sperm movements, and it was a natural fact that arginine is directly linked to a man's erectile power - something that everyone in modern times would know.

Also, the yam onion is mucin, or sugar protein called mucin.

This mucin is an extremely good natural ingredient and it is said to contribute greatly to restoring human fatigue.

(I mean, it's the yam that makes my big sun bulge and maximizes the nutrients and conditions to get my wife pregnant -)

If I move my gaze from Princess Ji to Princess Shi, I will wander my gaze in a direction that doesn't blush my cheeks to her.

(-Fuck you, your groin is so annoying, now)

As I swelled, I began to grow older, aware of my son, I hurriedly scratched the juice and pushed the roasted fish into my stomach.

If you see a city princess pouring a replacement when you scratch porridge, whatever its beautiful appearance is - you can no longer help it because you crave the exposed skin areas, for example just the neck muscles.

(Shit, I'm swallowed by lust as it is......!

But sadly, it was different from mine.

And these days, I get dragged by my body.

Finally, my Big Sun was totally ready for battle, pushing up my kimono, and completely upright.

There's no way that Princess Shi and Princess Ji won't notice - they're sipping porridge as they shrink to shame.

Nevertheless, I had recently finally come to realize that there were subtle differences in the way they were ashamed.

"......"

Namely - shy, but unable to hide the slightest interest is the City Princess,

"... haha"

It is Ji princess who chews (shudders) the scene she saw once in herself and develops it in her brain on her own and gets bored.

"... let's eat"

When I squeal like that, the two wives look softly at each other, their faces turning bright red and nodding.

"Now, porridge. And then..."

I never needed words after that.

You know me better than anyone, because they're the ones who are directly alternating mucous membranes, exposing each other to shame and having feelings for each other.

Princess Ji lays down her eyes in embarrassment, and the city princess smiles just a little lonely.

After seeing those two wives, I moved my gaze to a porridge bowl.

There, a red pulp floats amidst a tiny bit of rice.

(I'd like to try to serve it thoroughly until one day the red balls are on the verge of appearing, until I'm satisfied...)

Really, for a moment, with that in mind, I scratched the contents of the cunt all at once.

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Between husband and wife, one important element is sexual activity.

Its importance should be weighed by extrapolation, since "sexual inconsistency" is considered the legitimate reason for divorce from the beginning.

How beautiful they are, and as long as they are creatures, they cannot escape reproduction.

A common Lanobe protagonist, who saves the world or is adored by many women.

Even those guys are flat on the text pretending to be "I, I'm not interested in women" or something like that, but in parts of the book that don't show up, they're bound to be doing spectacular masturbation - on a level of about three to five times a day.

I'm so sure, no, otherwise I'd be weird as a man.

I can't believe that a man surrounded by a wide variety of cute girls can keep his reason going - there can't be such a brain-hot spring or some other flowery tale.

"Ah... you...?

With that in mind, Princess Ji looks up at my face with a shy look on her face.

"Well, isn't it heavy..."

Her body was floating in the universe - no matter how princess hugged me.

After we finished our meal earlier, after enjoying a few moments of cheering - we watched her slip out of the waist with an enthusiastic deep kiss on the face of the city princess, who looked lonely, before moving away to a place where Princess Ji's bedroom was located.

"It can't be heavy... No, you put more meat on it, meat on it. It's too light. It's scary."

Princess Ji has an overall thin fleshy body, with a bare bone floating around her chest as well.

Unlike the way the princess rode healthy meat and fat, it felt unhealthy somewhere.

Well, milk on the floating body of the abalone is - though I honestly feel romantic.

"But, um... I don't really get much rice..."

"Indeed, Ji is thin in food..."

Whimpering about that, I cleverly pull open the door away with my toes.

I rushed straight between the floors and gently laid Princess Ji on the mattress laid beside the furnace, and I hurried back to close the door.

It's common sense in Japan to close it when you open it.

(Actually, if I had a samurai, I could leave these chores to you too...)

I think so with my hands in the dark room.

But Princess Ji still doesn't have a samurai. More than that, she's not trying to hire you.

(Probably reluctant)

It's against me and the princess.

Princess Ji is naturally aware that Tsubaki, the head of the city princess's samurai, fell in love with the long-held foot in violation of the ban.

Tsubaki doesn't have permission to marry yet, so Tsubaki works in the chores of Sugawa Castle as a whole, mixed up with a lot of her youngest daughters.

- If I hire a new samurai under such circumstances, I guess Princess Ji is afraid that it will become a dislike or attachment to the city princess.

"You have to clean up the Tsubaki case, you have to fill in the talent to replace her, and you have to send a maid to Ji..."

No, no, no, no, no. It's a triple star.

By the way, I am a person of a burning nature the more a girl resists saying no.

(Ji seems to have gotten a lot used to doing things with me... it's time)

I think so as I head to Princess Ji's waiting bedroom.

Because I am basically an unclean, pure, innocent and innocent (pure) boy who loves to see girls swallow and cry as they rise.

Until now, there has been a past in front of Princess Ji, and by the time she was stubborn, she had developed evening athletic meetings.

"- It's time to do a lot of things."

Yes, a lot.

Intra-hairy ejaculation, intraumbilical ejaculation, intra-axillary ejaculation, intra-knee ejaculation - well, it's just a normal sexual preference to have.

(Well, I would never do anything to hurt the healing.)

With that in mind, I go up from earthen to floor to Princess Ji's waiting bedroom.

If you pull open the bamboo, will you sit on the mattress and wait for me?

Her eyes lit by the fire behind the furnace saw shame and a slight expectation of burning sexuality.

"Cure..."

"You... phew..."

You can feel the softness of that body in thin clothes if you immediately hug it close to Princess Ji.

From that flesh, which trembles with joy in my arms, though meaty - I could certainly feel the raw warmth.

(Alive... neither is she, nor I)

With such thoughts bitten, I strengthen the power to hold her luxurious body.

I guess Princess Ji couldn't breathe in my strength, roughly breathing a little - still she followed me hard.

That's how we make sure each other's heat and existence - sometime my lips and Princess Ji's are lightly overlapping, pushing her down on the mattress in natural motion.

"You..."

Her eyes are hot and moist, her cheeks are red and colorful.

What a treacherous feeling, originally a wifely atmospheric princess Ji.

When I drop my lips on her forehead, the Great Warrior beneath the heavens smiles shamelessly with a broken cheek.

"... what's up, look like that"

"No, I... I have a little discovery."

With that said, Princess Ji opens her lips with a smile.

"You said that... you would give my forehead a good mouth..."

"... do you?

"Ha!"

I don't know, I wasn't very conscious, but maybe Decokis was more of a percentage against Princess Ji.

"Then Ji prefers to mouth his forehead or his lips...?

"Huh...? Ah, uh... that's..."

To my mean inquiry, my young master lady begins to think with a pretty serious face.

And speaking of her conclusions - shamefully, it was to meditate quietly on her eyes and stick those lips out just a little bit.

- That's cute, you.

"Oh, no... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Deep kiss while stroking her neck from Princess Ji's cheek.

Like the task of making Valentine's Day chocolate, I slowly lurk her body warm.

Kiss, touch, and mingle.

Only then can man reach the highest paradise while preserving himself.

"Your cheek... it's a sticky puffy, and it's tense - I never get tired of stroking it... this"

"Ha..."

Once you release your appearance, a silver bridge that connects each other's lips.

And right next to Princess Ji's lips, my palms are stroking around.

Superb touch, different from the city princess's cheeks.

It's not like the chest, softness.

"Ah, you..."

"Cure..."

In response to her feverish, expectant, caged call, reach down from her cheek to her beautiful waist and hold her.

Then Princess Ji gently meditated her eyes, and we gently overlapped our lips again.

This time it feels soft, not deep, and I never plug my tongue in.

Princess Ji seems to want a leisurely exchange somewhere, caricatural of the Showa girl in that kind, contemporary perspective.

"... I'm in the mood to hug you a lot today"

Sit her down and let her sit between her own feet.

With a reassuring look, I hug her body, which deposits my back in my chest - admiring the lines of colorful necks and noodles.

When she continues to gently drop a kiss there, Princess Ji turns to herself and shy, still leaking sensual exhalation.

"Ah......"

And I slip my right hand into her kimono, repeatedly birdkissing her neck.

Slowly massaging her soft, puffy elastic chest, stroking her body line over her kimono.

Then Princess Ji's luxurious body bounced perfectly whenever my right palm rubbed my nipple, or whenever my left palm stroked my hips.

"You... Mm-hmm..."

"What's up...?

"Ha... ugh... nasty, it is... eh"

But behind the voices of such reproach, the tone is melted out by the way, as if it had been completely swept away by heat.

I open my hands all the way with her kimono's, totally loose matching eyes.

"So, what's wrong with that - you don't know? What have you been looking at?

"Ugh... Yikes, it's mean... it's mean... Do, ah... there, no..."

As she wraps herself around with her whole body so she doesn't escape, I sweet bite those pretty teased earlobes as I crawl my hands on my chest.

Then Princess Ji was surprised, stiffening her body only for a moment - eventually putting those hands on my hands so that she could cling.

If I rub that breast with force in my hand, she will also strengthen my hand grip.

"Ahhh... ahhh... hiccup..."

Every time I lick her neck muscle and suck on the nod - Princess Ji's body gets warmer and warmer, and I can tell from the salt air I feel at the tip of my tongue when I get a moist sweat coming up.

"Nasty, you..."

"Oh, no... hiccup..."

"No, it's a fact I don't want to deny."

I whisper in her ear as I spit plenty inside.

"In front of me, I wish I was a woman who gasps and cries plenty. Just think of me and use your thoughts and words for that. I'm not going to let you go, I'm going to take a bird named you out of this birdcage."

Thus, if you hug her with all your might and stick her right ear all over your mouth, and pump a massive amount of spit into Princess Ji's beautiful ear hole and suck it up - that alone makes her luxurious body tremble terribly loud.

Ear holes are, in a sense, the closest, most important holes to the center of the brain.

That's where they beat the sound of my inferiority directly into me - she and I think of each other, and she couldn't stand it.

Hold down her spasmodic body all over her body and grab her (the old man), which has completely wandered off, and send the earlier saliva into it.

Then she swallowed my saliva - shuddering her hips as she sat back, causing her to cramp too much in joy.

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The limb, which was tightened by tension, is completely weakened and her weight leans against my chest.

I was pouting my fingers into her face and squeezing her soft lips.

You can enjoy a very pleasant touch when you stroke your thighs with one hand as you scratch the cunt and inside her fingertips.

"Ahhh... ha... ahh"

Princess Ji once left her body completely at the mercy of my swinging face.

But as it once was, it's not a passive, real-life escape to pass the time - rather, it's a positive attitude to get a sweeter time with me.

I want you to touch me more, I want you to feel better - it was such an unconscious, somewhere similar sweet way to a girl.

"Ah... you... well..."

If you indulge in her tongue and pull your fingers through, Princess Ji turns around with her sweet voice raised.

It was apparently tickling to be able to stroke my thick crotch.

But tickling also means that there is sensitivity to the skin - meaning that there is a basement for sexual pleasure.

"Ji's legs are very thin after all..."

"Ha... oh, no... touch me like that... no..."

"- Really?"

I whisper in the lowest possible voice in my ear as I touch her.

Princess Ji then turned her swinging eyes to this side of her face and told her to whisper with a slight opening of her moist lips.

".................. Suki"

"- Right?

With Princess Ji's saliva and wet fingertips, she plays the coagulated (lumpy) ridge at the top of her puffy breast.

Strength enters her body, trying to stick her chest out all the time and her back stretches.

But I caress my loving wife's breasts slowly, from her thighs to the base of her legs.

"Your hands... are very warm, gentle... daisy"

When you put your teeth up on her neck muscles, that luxurious body trembles with joy.

"So, so... it hurts just a little bit, too, suki no... Huh!

Thus, if you put on the tooth mold and suck up the part until it turns blue - Princess Ji leaked a very sweet voice.

"More... put it on, please... Proof that I am yours... full, full, full..."

But - even so, the reality is that her flesh is somehow short of meat and fat except for her chest.

Even with meat, it's very thin, and if you do poorly, you're going to bite it off.

Still, upon her request, as she left a kiss mark with a sweet bite of her skin as she picked the place - her body was exhilarated and steadily lit by fire.

"Ah... you... there, no... eh"

When I let her raise her right arm and lick her side up, and start biting her two arms - embarrassed by the boulder, she comes up with such a stopping voice.

Nevertheless, her resistance is only words, and in the end her arms remain mentioned, or she doesn't make her body look like she's running away.

They just exhale hot, sweet exhales with demonic expectations in the back of their eyes.

"Oh, no... you... what..."

Without any sign, Princess Ji suddenly pushes me on the back and lies down on the mattress.

If you strip all the clothes from her body, there will be countless scars there - but a smooth back that can only be said to be beautiful.

"Isn't it good or not"

"Oh, no... hih..."

I was too shy, Princess Ji stretching her arms out into a nightly outfit that was scattered by the bedding - but being bitten in the neck by me made her body tremble with joy as she grabbed her kimono.

When I'm going to be sexually disciplining her, apparently things like these markings are effective.

Nonetheless, as Princess Ji's husband, I'm a little worried about her sexuality.

"... take good care of yourself"

"Ahhhh... Hih...!

Its luxurious body reacted perfectly sensitive if she sweetbited her nape and then crawled her tongue, sliding it from there toward her back.

When she caresses her tongue to twist the line of her shoulder blades, which she immediately understands thanks to her thin skin, she twists herself like a tickle.

"Ya... to that point..."

But without lending an ear to her resistance like that - if I lowered my tongue all the way down - I finally reached the root of the butt bulge, around the coccyx.

Though, I guess that's just how embarrassing your ass is. Princess Ji tries to escape by pulling her hips diagonally.

But I quickly grabbed her limp and stopped her from moving.

"Ah, you... eh"

I'm going to be seen embarrassed, and then I can't run away from my arm, which is a good man, Princess Ji stained with shame with her thin, fluffy ass exposed.

When I stroke her head with one hand, "Ha..." leaks a lovely sigh.

But in the next moment...

"Hi-chan... oh, wait...! Please wait... Huh! Oh, no..."

- My hands were stretching out to her fluffy ass and gently sinking my fingers into the swell.

But I'm not behaving so well that I can't keep my hands off Princess Ji's ass.

And Princess Ji couldn't resist, or was willing to resist, and she kept spinning words of restraint in a voice that invited me.

The luxurious body, which is touched or rubbed by the buttocks, is soaked with sweat.

And from the honeypot hidden in the crack - the smell of a woman was beginning to rise, fragrant and aromatic.

It drives a man crazy, a demonic scent.

Seducing a man, and a horny cleft sluttily trying to squeeze him out.

Enjoy the softness of the butt meat while watching it, and let your fingers glimpse through the narrow of its thin swell - Princess Ji's luxurious body reacted and jumped.

The orifice of excretion that men and women have together - my fingertips plundered my anus.

"No, no, no...! It's unclean there......! Oh, no... you can't stroke me... Oh, oh! No, no, no, no! There, please don't tickle me...... Huh!

Play with Princess Ji's narrow fingertips as she breaks her ass with one hand all the time.

That part, sensitive with the genitals, is contracting with a tingle in response to the stimuli that are visible and given from my fingers.

Whenever I crawl my fingers at that entrance and stroke them up as I twirl - or stick around, Princess Ji leaks a sweet exhale with the voice of restraint.

The reaction shows that she has been through this one as well.

Because if you don't have the experience, if you don't know that this hole is going to be a hole in intercourse, it would be such an uncomfortable stimulus that it's not crazy to go wild right now.

If I were you, for example, I would definitely resist if I got stuck around a purse, and you would be running away like a rabbit.

"Ha... ah, ah... there, hey... bum, bum no... yah... my stomach is numb............!

However - Princess Ji uplifts her face while voiding her eyes and fully embraces her demonic sensuality.

Evidence of this was beginning to drip from her honeypot with lukewarm, yarn-drawing love liquid.

Warring States era, when the common roads were normal.

In this world, Ryuxing Saito, who was the righteousness of lust, or a human crumb - can't possibly not know the taste of men, the taste of anal sex.

He probably forced Princess Ji, who had behaved as a man, to offer her the narrow (supo) clump of uncleanness.

Knowing it was contraindicated, it probably thoroughly abused the hole that a woman should never forgive - otherwise, it cannot explain that Princess Ji remembers the pleasure even slightly here.

"Ahhh... ahhh... I'm going in... ahhh..."

Covering up Princess Ji's lukewarm honey liquid, dampening her fingertips - sticking her fingers up her anus for a long time.

Her unclean hole accepted my fingers without difficulty and invited her further into the back.

Licking up her spine, which leaks a caged gasp, sometimes referred to as lying down, as I flutter my hips - I grab her hips in awe and pull her up like a powerless butt.

Princess Ji, who was in a position to stick her butt out, clenched her hands tightly and poked her elbow, desperately enduring the shame.

"Woohoo, Ko... such a miserable outfit...! I don't want you to see it just for you... please don't, be patient... please...!

"I'm sorry, but your beautiful ass - I want to see more, I want to indulge"

I don't know how embarrassing or humiliating this is to her.

I'm sorry, but be patient with me - so whining, I mouth near her anus.

Then she trembles her body trembling tremendously and turns to me in the face of incredibility, trying to escape with all her might with that luxurious body.

But if my mouth changes angles, and I make a noise, and I insert my tongue into her honeypot, and I suck up that hot muck...

"Yes, hey, no... where... ahhh..."

- In the sharp pleasure of her abrupt visit, Princess Ji lost her hips without a trace.

"No... don't lick me, don't lick me... hahahahahaha...!

Princess Ji's slutty vaginal orifice - it just smells like a woman, and has little taste for love liquid.

Incidentally, often novels and comics for young people tell us that a woman's love solution is sour, or something like that - in fact, it's quite pitiful for the men of the world.

Or even though the author of the novel or comic strip only has a poor sexual experience, or just poorly sex.

As I once recalled at some point in time, there is a lactic acid bacterium called Dadelline bacterium in the woman's vagina, which prevents other bacteria from entering by them.

In other words, the normal female genitalia is a barren earth that can only live about as long as the Dadelline bacteria.

The male semen is thus alkaline by prostate fluid, where it is ejected into the usual, acidically preserved female genitals - in fact, a significant proportion of the sperm is killed.

But in such a state - it goes without saying that it is almost impossible to reproduce as life.

For this reason, the female organ has an organ called the bartoline gland.

This is the equivalent of a cowper gland where a man says it - if you put it in a nutshell, it's "where you secrete some of the wetness when you feel like an eep".

Although this gland is very small and is located on each side of the vaginal foramen, it is honest that it is deep beneath the skin, so you can't tell if you touch it.

And it was the liquid secreted from this bartoline gland that was alkaline, neutralizing the acidic zone formed by the Bacillus daedelrhinae.

Thus, in other words, if you try licking a woman's genitals and they are sour - what that means is the cruel fact that "female genitals are acidic = not feeling better".

No matter how many women were raised, they knew it was an act.

I do not know if women are really feeling better - I would like my brothers to understand this again in order to maintain a good relationship with their beloved partner.

"Hey... why shouldn't I lick you...? I'm glad you're licking more of this place."

Slutty vaginal orifices that exhale into cum wet horny fissures, fuzzy breath - cum contraction, cum dark love liquid.

Princess Ji's hips quiver, but I won't let her slip away disappointingly.

"You were expecting it, too, weren't you? Plenty, until you wandered off, humming, poking, stirring - you wanted me to be served plenty, hungry, full of it, didn't you?

"Oh... no... oh... no... no..."

"Otherwise, I'm not supposed to show you this juice, am I?

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

If I tell her to whisper in her ear, Princess Ji shivers when her face turns bright red and frightens her body.

Apparently, just a little anticipation of a future where she can be sexually blamed and stuffed and disturbed, Princess Ji will be immersed in trance.

(Then shall I let you bully me with all sorts of things today)

I think about that as I stroke my butt that's making me stick out.

In terms of S and M, Princess Ji is a person close to M.

Is it possible that I, the good man, should not strive to satisfy her? No, I don't.

"Hey, Ji... I didn't say it right - your ass... it's slippery, it feels so good."

"Ah... yah... yah...! Don't say such a slut......"

"There's no reason why couples don't get slutty at night."

"But... but this outfit, I'm already forgiven...! Oh, oh... there, no... Huh!

If you crack open the shaky butt meat in small pieces, its poor anus will blossom just for a moment, but it will soon narrow.

There is also a desire to try to penetrate this hole, but it goes without saying that it takes careful preparation to have anal sex.

Today's main dish is still vagina, not anal.

(Well, all of which means redevelopment work on the butt holes, or I'll be in tune)

Hits me in front of my eyes, and I see a horny fissure that is spraying love liquid from earlier.

And I finally got my hands off my butt meat, and with both hands I cracked open my labia majora.

"Ahhh... ahh...! Mi, don't look... don't look...!

Although Princess Ji says so in a vanishing voice, her body conveys her true intentions well.

The vaginal orifice that gets my hot gaze opens and closes wide open, prompting me to do so quickly.

I can't possibly not ride that slutty invitation.

Embracing her ass, I squashed all over her horny cleft with my mouth - inserting my tongue into her vaginal foramen all at once.

"Hih...! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

I feel Princess Ji's drainage hole on the tip of my nose with fluffy buttocks on my cheeks.

It was no longer inevitable that my nose tip and her anus would come into contact with each other by hitting her honeypot, which was depressed.

"Ah, ahhh... Hin... Hin... ahhh..."

I get tongue-in-cheek meat, anal tips...

In the wake of such an extreme state of shame, Princess Ji was leaking a sobbing whisper and scratching the bedding .

The more I scratch her muddy vaginal orifices with my tongue, the more love fluid leaks out.

I dared to make a loud noise and sip it - my anus crackled and my vaginal orifice licked and squeezed so hard to tighten my tongue that I could see her skin fever more and more.

"No... no... you, no..."

Princess Ji begs me to stop her with a sweet voice as she looks embarrassed with her butt sticking out, and shakes that butt slightly.

But when I stopped caressing my tongue like that, and I let go of my mouth and I got on my knees...

"No... no, no...! More, more...!

- With a young expression as if the toddler had regressed, Princess Ji asked for the continuation of the act.

"I don't think so."

When I took off all the clothes that were wrapped around my body, I fastened her hips, shaking, slightly opening her legs.

The intense smell of Princess Ji rises from the honeypot and cures my Big Sun with fright.

And as it was, if I stuck my turtle head to her vaginal orifice - it would immediately snap at the entrance to her vaginal orifice and start teasing my bell mouth with an enthusiastic deep kiss.

"Ah... oh... it's hot, it's hot..."

"That's all I'm hoping for. I want this moment to be one with you, above all, more than anyone else."

"- Oh, oh, oh...!

As soon as I push my hips out, her rough famous vessel will welcome the Big Sun.

The hot, wet swamp was enthusiastically enthusiastically tangled into my meat stick as if I'd waited all along.

And speaking of Princess Ji - she's cramping her body when she freaks out at the moment she's poked at me.

To see how her vaginal foramen contracted, she apparently felt lightly ecstasy just by being inserted.

"Ji... you're really cute..."

Her luxurious limbs react when she knocks her body down a long time ago and whispers so while chewing her neck muscles, that's all she reacts to frightening.

Covering her in the body of a little jiji princess, she falls into the illusion that it alone has dominated her.

I'm sure that's because of the different colors she attracts to the night - but I don't want to rule Princess Ji or anything like that.

I want to be adorable, just pure, that's all.

"Ah... you, well..."

Princess Ji was calling out for love for me, a good man, as she was poked in my oversized penis.

Those eyes have a clear admiration for me, and I try so hard to see my face as I turn my neck against it.

Love grew more in me everywhere when my innocent wife looked like that.

"Cure..."

"Ah, heh..."

Put your arms around her chest and hug her.

The raw heartbeat that dwells in that little body, soft and warm, was well understood.

Tong, Tong's pulsating heart is on my chest.

"You..."

"Oh... wow, that's warm..."

"Yes......"

I didn't need any words in particular.

We hug each other as we connect in the lower body - that's all I could understand about them, that's what I felt.

That's only an illusion, of course, but still, we think of each other - I guess that's the only thing that's unmistakable.

Or that's all you have to understand.

"Your breasts... are very wide and reassuring..."

"Really...?

"Yes...... Would you hold me harder...?

"Like this?"

"More... stronger, enough for me to break, gibberish..."

Princess Ji's moist eyes captured my eyes and grinned.

Several tears were overflowing from her and the bedding was moist and wet.

"I'm here, I was beside you, enough to engrave..."

That sentiment is understandable to me.

Or there's something called fear that you get because you're happy. That's what makes you lose that happiness.

Especially in this era - a time of warring nations where people and people cut back, deceive, and kill each other indefinitely, the thoughts become extremely real.

To put it to the extreme, if there is one person who is rebellious against the soldiers of Sugawa Castle, it is even possible that one life will be lost tomorrow.

"... the fool"

I say as I strengthen my power to hold her.

"You are here. I'm here, too. It won't be lost, no matter what happens, the memories - never."

"You... hiccup...!

When I leaned back with Princess Ji in my arms, she screamed adorably and fit softly in my chest.

A posture close to what is commonly known as "Shimoku" opposition.

Inevitably, the insertion of the Big Sun will be shallow - well, it can't be pulled out in my size, and in some ways it's just the right salt plum because it's usually too long.

"What do you say, you can rest assured of this?

"Ah..."

He whispers so in Princess Ji's ear as he slowly moves his hips as he hugs her.

She flips her neck and stares at me like she's about to sue me.

There's no question that it's a kissing reminder.

"Huh... ahh... hmmm"

- When I gently stroked Princess Ji's stomach, she gave me a soft, pathetic look on my lips.

"Ha fu... you... I admire you... love you... fu... chiru..."

It's still a somewhat inconvenient position to mouth each other, unlike normal positions - but in a way, its resonance stirs up our love for each other.

Princess Ji and I were overlapping our lips, intertwining our tongues, mixing each other's saliva, and me and her enjoying a slow sexual act.

Initially she was a strong - or uncomfortable and hated if not messy sexual activity - but these days she's also gotten a lot used to layering her body neatly.

"Ha... ah... kimochi, good... eh"

"Cure..."

"Why... why, please..."

As you once did, if you try to put her head together with one hand - Princess Ji's whole body will be fuzzy as she wandered off.

The same goes for the City Princess, but she seems to have starved for fatherhood more than she did.

Because of that, when the two of us were together, it became sweeter these days.

"More, more..."

Most of all, he was taken hostage to the Saito family when he was still a little girl, and that's where he caught a tragic eye - maybe he had no choice.

There was a good reason why she was older than me and far smarter than me felt like a toddler when she was with me.

Besides, it's not bad to be relied on for guidance - there's pressure, but lately, I'm starting to think about that.

Or maybe the ideal of "wanting to be man enough to be well depended on" makes me think so more than having a child with the City Princess......

Perhaps that idea also stems from the fact that in the original world I was alone all my life.

In short, we were essentially alike, even though things were different.

"Well...... but good, but it's time for this one too"

"Hih... Huh!

Pushing her hips out just a little harder, her body jumps frightened.

The vaginal orifice surrounding my big sun tightened with it, and the ecstasy walls clung together like a panic.

Rubbing (scrubbing), rubbing (rubbing) and rubbing (rubbing) the vaginal wall, which makes it appear as if it interacts with the consciousness of Princess Ji, while rubbing (rubbing) - I reach for her soft swinging chest.

Not as big as the City Princess, but still big enough to fit in the palm of her hand, her breasts are plentiful and elastic, and she can enjoy this again with a different flesh than the City Princess.

"Ah... that, no... ah...!

If you rub your chest up while picking a stiff (lumpy) nipple and bite it on its bright white neck muscle - the whole body of Princess Ji will be dyed red.

With that sexual excitement, her honeypot tightened and licked my big sun with its rough ecstasy walls.

"Mm-hmm... chauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Once you overlap your lips, Princess Ji desperately wants my tongue.

And as they tangle their tongues together, they twitch the gasp produced by the loosening of their hips into my mouth, sending hot exhalations into my lungs.

"You, well... there, there...!

"Here or... here's a good place"

The opposite position of the tree leads, in short, to an intensive rubbing up of a different part from the normal position.

Specifically the vaginal wall on the Clitoris side - but it seems that many women very much prefer to be rubbed while being oppressed here.

I guess that means that Princess Ji was one of those women without an example.

"Ahhh... ahhh... ahhh...!

Her slender legs are forced by my hand to open into a large strand - and in the honeypot at its center, my big sun is pulled out as it is inserted into the jug.

Every time a large sticking cali scratches out the love fluid in her vagina, the bedding is getting soaked and wet.

She used to produce less love liquid, but now she has plenty of lubricants in her honeypot during sex.

Perhaps because of the delay in sexual intercourse every time except on the day the City Princess and I go to sleep - the body has begun to adapt better to the size of my big sun.

Not very much, but you're gonna need a lot of lubricant love liquid to deal with my Big Sun.

"Hih, hih... hih... oh, you, well... no, no... whoa!

The legs of the wide open Princess Ji will not be closed with disappointment, and her luxurious, small body embraces my hips, which fall into the category of considerable length in this day and age.

Princess Ji swallows and cries when she is stuffy shaking her head in a piston movement that accelerates and increases in intensity and rubs up and taps unusual parts.

Every time my fluffy hair sprinkles over my chest, or one of those rooms hangs over my face and tickles me.

"What doesn't work, what doesn't? Your vaginal orifice is more or less...!

"No... no... no!

When my hand reaches out to her clitoris, that body cramps heavily as soon as possible.

But that's not what I learned about Princess Ji, I have to punish the lying child - with that in mind, I reach out to me and her joining parts and give her plenty of love liquid and the mixing liquid from the beginning.

"Stop... stop, please, please, please, just be patient...!

"It's not what I found out, accept it"

"No, no...! I'm not going back!

once my fingers picked up a plump, swollen clitoris, and handled it - so stiff that Princess Ji's body was no more, and at the next moment,

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

It was like a shrimp (shrimp) that had been launched on land, making Bibikan and Bibikan jump their limbs wide - trembling violently.

I'm getting impatient at the top of it.

Because so is the colour drifting from Princess Ji's body, which has reached its extremes - more importantly, her feisty meat walls have begun to show me the blame of intensely tightening up my Big Sun, while at the same time wandering and tangling around the turtle head.

I thought it was bad for boulders, and once I made a strategic retreat from her vagina (naked), I moved to a normal position when I could lay her body on the mattress.

After all, the only way to ejaculate is to look at the other person's face, which has been messed up and messed up.

I know you have a bad taste - but I think something darker is coming out of you.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... it feels good

"I'm sorry. I'll be out in a minute, so just be patient until then."

Totally thrust into pleasure, grabbing her hips that twitch and switching to pistons directed at ejaculation.

Princess Ji's hands clenched my wrist, her own arms pulled her chest over, and she rippled hard.

That compelling visual information shakes my brain, and my appetite for ejaculation grows even more.

No one can beat a creature called a man with shaky, trembling tits.

"Ahhh...! You, you... well!

"Ji... Ji...!

I respond to her in a slutty, glossy voice, with a low voice.

Her swinging face, her messy burnt brown hair, and - in those eyes of pure affection, my appearance.

Over-degree pleasure is just pain.

Whether it was Setouchi or not, her eyes even looked at me and kept capturing me.

Her love toward me was obviously there - I'm not supposed to see it, obviously.

"I love you......! From the bone marrow, about you.

"Me, me... Huh! Love, love -!"

Satisfied with it as we ascertained where each other's love was - I stuck my hips out as much as I could think of.

I feel it on the way, Princess Ji's womb. There is only one important place to live your child.

The entrance took my penis, which was violent, and he mouthed it gently.

"Ji, I'll get it out -!"

Thus, if the ministers of the Asai family, known only to the usual prudent girlfriend, were present, they would face each other.

If I make a declaration of ejaculation, I'll wrap my legs around it, hang it down disappointingly, and stick around all over her body looking like her slut.

"Let it out, let it out...! Lots, lots... Huh! Please dye me up because of you!

Regrabbing Princess Ji's hips, she repeatedly ejaculates as she bites into the offered neck muscle.

Her luxurious limbs spasmodically cramped and crumbled as her protruding chest was pressed against my chest plate.

Thus my semen quickly fills her womb, which continues to cramp - the beginning and end of the leak from me and her connecting parts.

"Ahhhh... uhh... I'm hungry, I'm hungry... eh. Ah, ah..."

Zero blurred tears by pleasure beyond degrees, still leaking a tranced voice, Princess Ji was stroking her lower abdomen.

The face is lukewarm, revealing the satisfaction of having exchanged affections, or the trance caused by being satisfied with her desire to be a woman.

And her vaginal foramen pulsed gently, continuing to contract trying to squeeze up the semen residue that would remain inside her penis.

Thus, if you pull the Big Sun out of her body, which continues to cramp with fright around her hips, her hips jump perfectly, and then plenty of semen pours out.

With that tangled at her fingertips, Princess Ji smiled with a horny grin.

"My uncle... let me..."

And when I lean my mouth against my groin, I suck it on the bell mouth and suck up any semen left in the tube and drink it up.

When I stroked her head, Princess Ji looked happy and let go of her poor lips from the bell mouth before sweetening them to me.

Her poor hand rubs the still stiff Big Sun and rubs the ball bag up slightly.

"... at that rate, it looks like we can still do it"

When I put my finger in her honeypot where I was semen coated and stirred slowly - she snorts her face bright red as she startles her body.

Then we drank the water that had been stored in each other's pillow pots to rehydrate them, still breathing hot air and falling asleep on warm mattresses.

When I held Princess Ji's shoulder and fixed her disturbed forehead - she held it to my body so sweet that she smiled happily and tangled her legs.

- Again, the horny night is still unlikely to end.