Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

Realistic holograms, as if they existed there.

skin glow, and the breath of a man and a woman.

Such recording footage where you can feel all the information about the raw.

'Dear Chancellor... Is there anything like wearing something like this that would strike a punishment from God of Water...'

City princess staring at it to eat in.

In front of me was a figure of herself wearing a witch costume, which my husband ordained after this year - worn by a Biwali witch.

The shape of the witch outfit itself is not significantly different from that of the general one.

Underneath the white coat, he wears a Zhu collar (shuzuri) and skin (hada-ju), and a skirt type scarlet.

Sometimes before the act, that's all in the video, but on public occasions, I was supposed to wear a thousand early hours on top of a white coat.

"What, the god of water is not so devious?"

"But I am... worried that something will happen to the chancellor..."

Such a good word from a friend I once had an exchange with.

You don't have to look at the date to find out. This is the business of May 27, '11 (1568) in Yonglu.

The City Princess, who has a habit of keeping a diary and reflecting on each day, could have remembered the day as a matter of course.

(Now...... yet, I can stop watching. solace alone, and will not be wrapped up in voidness later...)

But that thought is backwards - the gaze of the City Princess never leaves the 3D record.

That fingertip stopped the footage. Nor did it.

In front of the City Princess, who stares at her as she devours, she exposes her disgrace for what she once was - her loving husband.

'And even though you're wearing these sacred clothes, don't do anything slutty...'

The city princess in the footage said, laying her eyes down.

She dyed her face in a pearlescent color and is shaking her eyelashes.

But her husband told her to forgive her.

'Don't worry. The Water God is commanded to be full of husband and wife and to have offspring prosperity. There's no way we can disdain the actions of a couple. "

The president of the hologram is gentle with the head of the city princess in the record.

The figure of herself tying her back hair to "one knot" with a silk ribbon - layering it on her current self, the city princess had a trance grin.

"Look, come... the city"

"Yes."

It's what my husband says, so I'm sure.

Both now and in the past, the city princess trusted the chief executive.

The self in the video is also completely relieved of tension and hugged on the hips of her husbands who sat down (agura).

As soon as I did, Zukin and chest ached.

Even though I can't feel the warmth of my husband right now, I enjoy it in the video.

That's only natural, but for a city princess who's hungry for a man - I can't help but envy him.

(I... really, may be a shallow woman... More than that, I can't believe I'm jealous of myself...)

The princess turns her resentful eyes to the hologram, deploring her misery.

There himself, dressed as a witch, was sliding his face against her husband's groin.

The chancellor has already wrapped up nothing.

I'm getting that huge, fat, hard meat stick erected in a lump and sticking it out in front of my wife.

'Already, totally... you're hardening...'

Sleepy self face.

I envy you, I envied you and I couldn't help it.

Without taking her eyes off the footage, the city princess searched her surroundings by hand.

I can't find it. No, there it is.

What the princess took in her hand was a wooden - picturing the penis of the chancellor - tensor shape.

By the way, it was handmade by the princess herself.

"Dear Chancellor... Excited, you are being... to me as a witch"

"Naturally."

The video chancellor laughs as he sneezes and messes with the city princess's forehead.

Unexpectedly, my chest is so full of flashy, naughty looks.

"Men are, you know, creatures who rejoice that the woman they love will wear a special costume. There's no reason not to get excited."

"Yes, you are."

Hearing myself whisper in shame in the past......

The princess realizes that her aunt is about to reach an untenable level.

Excitement at Hologram's husband and his nudity, and jealousy of himself on record.

They twist, causing the womb of the expectant woman to ache so much.

"Chang Zheng's penis... is indeed... bigger than usual"

"Oh, you're attractive, and I want to talk to you right now."

"I'm happy......"

A husband who described himself, his wife, as attractive.

The exhilaration for it makes me feel more delighted than I am in the video.

And I think again. After all, a man named Nagasaki Asai said he was a very nice temple.

Above all, you communicate well.

I couldn't possibly have been obsessed with this one because it throws in the right words I want.

Men are often told to speak on their backs, but from the princess of the city who knows about their conjugal life with the chancellor - words like that are nothing but symbolic of male neglect.

After all, it is better to exchange words directly.

"But, Dear Governor..."

"What's up?

"Before you adore me, let me serve you."

In the footage.

That's what the princess said, rubbing her cheeks against the penis standing there in the bin.

After rubbing his face against his love - he closes his eyes like a maiden and presses his lips against the back muscle of his turtle head.

The kiss sounded in my ear.

(Ah... Dear Dear Dear Dear Dean, Dear Dear Dean...)

A self in the record can serve a venerable meat stick while feeling the body temperature of his beloved husband.

But in the real world - the chancellor had gone to war.

I can't, like, feel his temperature.

All I could do for the current City Princess was mouth her hand made tensor that mimicked her husband - with shallow lust.

"City, you've gotten better too..."

In front of the city princess, past self licking and shaving her husband's groin.

He's blurring his tongue, tickling his chin and back muscles.

I can tell for myself. The move has reached the realm of whore face defeat - about that.

"Huh, Chu... Huh, Huh... Huh..."

Totally exasperated eyes.

My beloved husband's meat crawls his tongue rigidly, licking the umbrella part of his tortoise-head bump with his tongue tip.

The City Princess of Reality also shrugged her tensor-shaped tortoise head as she overlapped herself with the video.

"Ku......"

I can hear the groans of joy my husband leaked in unexpected ways.

Yes, in the footage - I stuck his turtle head in and started a deep throat.

Moreover, the self reflected in the hologram, with his left hand, has broken his labia, and is also comforting?

The moment she recognizes it, the princess becomes aware that the female yin has moistened all over her body.

(What a... shallow woman...)

It's playing as stereoscopic footage, myself and my husband's dementia.

The city princess, who remembers the excitement not gained by it, starts a self-deep throat by cheeking the tensor shaped all over her mouth and putting it in and out with her right hand.

That's how you masturbate in a way that creates a sense of abuse and superimposes who you are now in the video.

No, the shade of the City Princess is completely wet, and she is rather hot and pulling the thread.

(But I have no choice... I have no choice... because my body hurts and I can't help it...)

While I was enjoying myself, the city princess in the footage - to please her husband - was moving on to new behavior.

Break open the eyes of the white coat on each side of the skin, and release the breast.

I feel confident myself, a symbol of being a woman.

He leaned it over to the meat stick of his loving husband without any hesitation and pinched it.

"Ah... good, city..."

"Ugh... Mr. Chang Zheng, please fill me up and feel better..."

The city princess in the video had her eyes wet on her love towards her husband.

And he looks snug and uses his hands to move his breasts slowly and gently.

Yes, it was planted by my husband, 'Pussy'.

As he caresses his penis with his stiffness and breasts, thickening and leading fluid seeps out of the tip of Changzhen's tortoise head.

The liquid is a leading liquid but also sticky.

Soon, the mausoleum's breasts in the footage started to pull a little slutty thread.

"Haha... you are delighted to hear the penis of the chancellor..."

'Oh, it feels so good...'

'Um... which feels better, Princess Ji...?

'Cause I'm not gonna tell you.'

"Ah... I'm sorry..."

Myself in the angry video.

Seeing it, I'm still a woman with a strong appetite for exclusivity - and the princess realizes it.

'But... because I'm not going to lose. It's bigger than my breast, Princess Ji... and I can do this.'

That's what the princess in the video said, squeezing her nipples tightly at her fingertips.

As soon as possible, breast milk erupts.

I'm spraying it on my husband's gigantic roots and then resuming pussy again.

'Dear Chancellor, you said this before... The city's milk pussy says it's in the sky.'

The city princess of the hologram was moving her breasts enough to distort her shape, whispering such obscene things.

Along the way, breast milk sprays from her nipples - clouding Chang Zheng's crotch.

But he says nothing and just looks down at his wife, who is wholeheartedly encouraging him to serve.

It is certain that the breasts, symbols of women, are excited to change their appearance.

More than that, though, seeing the princess of the city working hard to encourage him to serve to please the man - I guess he satisfies his desire to conquer.

And the real city princess is also shuddering her spine from her abusive mind.

The sexiness gained by scratching around a thick female shade while licking and shaving wooden tensors.

The princess hungry for a man leaves her eyes wandering as she pulls her back in fright.

"My breasts should definitely feel better than the breasts of Princess Ji... I won't lose, because I won't lose..."

"City..."

"Dear Sir, I am my husband... I am the best and I can serve your penis...!

Among the stereoscopic footage, the city princess finally stuck her husband's turtle head in the confines of her breasts.

A pussy rifelatio that begins with a grueling sound.

It was a privileged way of caressing that only those with abundant breasts could do.

And Chang Zheng didn't intend to enjoy it properly from the beginning.

Around turning his throat and groaning, instead of enduring the sexiness that comes in - I could honestly tell he was enjoying it.

"Gu...... Ugh"

The voice my husband is feeling.

I dye my cheeks with joy when I hear that, myself in the video accelerating caress with all my heart.

And the reality city princess, who is leaving the footage unattended, is indifferently delayed in her masturbation.

"Nhhhhhhhhh... Nhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The city princess, shown in the hologram, rubs her breasts together with tremendous momentum while rubbing the bell mouth with her tongue tip.

From the pulsating of his penis, he must have felt the omen of ejaculation.

You can well see how excited you are about shaking your lower body hidden in scarlet and rubbing your thighs together.

"City... oh, bad... ejaculate...! Let me hang it on your face......!

'Huh, ha... yes... eh'

I knew it was a hologram.

But the vivid semen splashes indoors.

Tons of cloudy juice that can make a noise with the babies and smash them.

That was relentlessly showered by the city princess in the footage - covering her face, hair, and breasts.

The figure of a witch who should be clear, tainted by Zamen.

Seeing footage of an extremely slutty self, the city princess hits her chest violently.

"Hmm......"

And the city princess pulls the tensor out of her mouth with a snug saliva.

If I remember correctly, my husband will finally offend me from now on.

"Oh... you're full of semen... you're really beautiful"

I hear such a voice from the chancellor.

Sometimes he came to Nagahama, and Yukan was nearby, and he had lifted the ban on City Princess and Ji Princess - also known as "Bukkake".

And even from the City Princess, I don't hate being showered with my husband's semen.

Because that blue-smelling fluid is like an ecstasy that shakes and excites the heart of a woman terribly.

"City, I love you."

"Me too... I love you"

After an exchange that confirms such affection...

With the front of his body sarmen-coated, he sees himself in the video rolling up - crossed over with a condom on Chang Zheng's groin.

He was holding her husband's meat stick with his left hand and letting him mouth the bell mouth with his cuckoo vagina.

I don't wear underwear, naturally.

"Yan... Chang Zheng's penis, still... Kachi..."

The city princess, shown in stereoscopic footage, is twisting her hips hard with her crotch.

Between the horny fissure and the tortoise head, I could see the love liquid stirring up, becoming slutty turbid juice and sticking.

And the real city princess also pushes the tensor that is lukewarm with her saliva into her vaginal foramen.

Hard wooden toy, unrelated to the elasticity of the meat. A slutty tool, just to devour carnal desire.

Masturbation-only, an alternative used by the City Princess just to think of her husband.

"Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear

Still, what a slut I am - and I feel sorry for the princess as she watches the footage.

I wonder if my labia minora will be swollen by the derodero, or so wet.

And without worrying about her husband's gaze, she is herself in a witchcraft wanting to wave her hips into the "of" lettering.

That's exactly where the shallow ones are.

"Oh, that's good... insert as much as you like and hopefully disturb"

"Haha......"

But the chancellor seems to prefer such a wife.

Encouraged but still, I raise my slutty pleasure voice in the video - I sit back and put a meat stick in my vaginal orifice.

And watching the sight, the city princess pushes Zhang shaped into the ecstasy hole with her own hands.

Everything is still different from the elastic meat bars of my beloved husband.

But I still wouldn't do anything. Rika was far better.

Because the City Princess's carnal desire is no longer enough to be ruled by mere masturbation.

As Changzheng did, the most beautiful woman in Japanese history was also - severely addicted to sex.

"Haha......"

The vaginal orifice of the city princess is tightening her pushed-in adult toy to a giddy, cheering and licking her vaginal hide.

Besides, he even had tremors (shears) as if trying to squeeze out the semen.

"But no... no. Real penis, I want..."

Except for the period of pregnancy, the body of the city princess, who had a sex-picked night every other day, always craves a man's meat stick.

If the city princess had been weak, if she had not had strong feelings for loving Nagahama Castle, she might have invited young men striving for Nagahama Castle.

What hasn't happened is that her reason is tough but deceased.

For the princess of the city, infidelity is something that must never be present, nothing more than unforgivable.

If there were anything like accepting a man's meat stick other than Chang Zheng, it would be instantly self-harm to bite and chop his tongue off.

But being such a princess was a distressing, stuffy affliction.

Quick, as soon as possible, I wanted my beloved husband's penis.

I wanted you to hold me roughly and forcefully so I could rape you.

I even wanted my uterus mouth pierced and plenty of vaginal ejaculation.

(Must have gone crazy because I started contracepting...)

Drunk by the pleasure of pressing vaginal meat through it in a gritty, hard tensor shape to compress it, the princess thinks with a pompous, pompous head.

Maidamaru has been offered by the Takeda family.

Using that demon, the City Princess has been having pleasure purposeful sex with birth control for a long time.

I have been associated with Chang Zheng's desire and endless ejaculation, and have encouraged him to act so much that he can wear semen stored rubber like a waist.

However, the concept of contraception has emerged among the city princesses since the arrival of Maidamaru.

For a warring princess, sexual intercourse was an act to leave a child, integral to vaginal ejaculation.

And the fact is, all this time, in sexual intercourse with the Chang Dynasty, he was only inside.

It would also be natural if the princess's womb began to develop withdrawal symptoms by craving semen.

When there was a chancellor, it was still good.

Although vaginal ejaculation is not performed, it is because there is so much physical and mental pleasure to make up for it.

They could hide it and mislead the pain in the womb.

But when the chancellor leaves for a long time like this one - the problem arises.

In masturbation, you can't get more than you can get from having full sexual intercourse with your beloved husband.

As a result, I can't stand the pain in my uterus anymore. I want you to pour me a man's semen, and I can't help it.

As if to see through the feelings of such a city princess, said the chief executive in the video.

"You're totally messed up, the city is"

'Ugh, uhh... ahhh...'

"The truth is, isn't it okay with anyone's meat stick?

Words of incitement, exchanged among friends.

The city princess responded to the words at an oddly similar time to herself in the record.

'No!

"No!

The city princess shook her head in a crying voice as she went in and out of her tentacles and delayed her masturbation.

"I... am the wife of the chancellor... I don't like penises other than the chancellor... hey, I don't like Zamen... Huh!

Shivering willow hips when you squirm.

Twisting it, the city princess swallows and cries with a tensor shape mimicking her husband's penis - a small poke at her uterine mouth.

"Truth is, I don't even like these wooden toys... but without them it's hard and... really, it's going crazy... eh"

I look happy in the footage.

My husband is on his side, disturbed and insane in his arms.

But that's not the case with the current princess.

Because in the mansion where my husband left me, he was carnal and couldn't help but abandon his thirst for male meat.

It is precisely a mature wife state of carnal desire, nothing more than an issue of persecution from the princess of the party.

Every time I squeeze the clitoris around and keep pumping it like a tensor punching the mouth of the uterus - although the pleasure increases, the shallow desire to be stabbed through with a man's meat stick increases.

'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it feels good'

'What do you say as you wave your own hips? You're totally a slut, you are.'

"... eh"

Former record.

The conversation with her husband, who is exchanged in the midst of it, is stabbed by the current princess of the city to an awesome extent.

"It's your wife...!

'No, you originally had talent. Obsessing a man, and totally drunk by him himself - he's got a gift of nature. "

"Oh... that's terrible... eh"

Slutty myself.

Self who doesn't stop craving a man.

Perhaps, as the chancellor says - really, such thoughts dominate the whole body, wondering if he is a born slut.

(I had become such a slut even if I had no daughter-in-law at the chancellor's... held by other men, leaked slutty words, and scorched himself into vaginal ejaculation......)

No, absolutely not. That's what the city princess's heart was complaining about.

I allowed my mind as well as my body to a man named Nagasaki Asai - nothing more than because I touched and was sensitized to his sincere thoughts.

Because I touched his heart, my heart melted out, and my flesh began to change.

If I had been married to another man, this would never have happened.

Must be insensitive, tuna...

They should have given him a vaginal orifice as the man liked, been semen poured, and had become a wife who just impregnated her child untouched.

(Help... even, Dear Chief Executive... eh)

The city princess is gasping, distressed by her slutty face.

This body has been enslaved to my husband's meat bars and semen and has become addicted to them.

The only thing that will save me, I'm sure, is my beloved husband, Chang Zheng's penis.

The city princess was enduring an accelerating rise in pleasure and carnal desire as she forced her hips into and out of the cuddly and tensor shapes violently.

"Dear Chang Zheng, you're a mess, penis... your penis is trembling and shaking... are you ejaculated already...?

My own sweet voice uttered in the past even sounds like a devil's whisper.

At that time, I did feel the heat and vivacity of my beloved husband's meat in his vaginal foramen.

But what about myself now?

He masturbates with his own wooden toys that have no fever or vivacity, and asks for a shallow man.

'Oh... your slutty vagina hole is tightening my stuff up... It's still a long night, one more shot at the economy, and you're going to ejaculate.

"Nhiu, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh"

In the footage, Changzheng grabs the city princess's willow waist disappointingly - showing off a tremendously fast piston that makes a woman cry.

And being slapped on the beast craving, I seemed really happy.

Blubber and shaking her beautiful boobs, scattering her whispers along with her breast milk - exposing her troll face, like she has extremed her happiness as a woman.

The current city princess was exactly the opposite face.

"I'll ejaculate... over thin skin, but I'll give you plenty inside...!

"Oh, come on, come on... Your penis is too good for me, I'm already..."

Masturbation while watching footage.

But it was supposed to stir up the unfulfilled thoughts of the princess herself.

Scratching her vaginal orifices with a cold, lifeless masturbation tool, the City Princess hits and runs toward the top of one.

"Damn, gu... Ejaculate (so) ru... uhh! Feel the presence of semen!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

A princess who reaches the extreme of pleasure and frightens her whole body.

Realistic footage of hips punched deep into it and massive semen poured over the rubber.

Seeing that, the real city princess is also - reaching a sad peak.

"Zumen... this is your Changzheng. Twist, penis... ahhh... uhh..."

Sadness without what should be.

In the video, the elder minister and his past self exchanged good words so as to chase after the princess of the city, who is struck by it.

"Master Chang's seed juice... wow, it's out... It's over the skin, but I feel it... Bikun, Bikun... '

'Right...... And the city, it felt so good...'

'I, too, was good, lovely... After all, it's great that you love me with your chancellor's penis... if it wasn't for me, chancellor... I might never be able to live again'

"City..."

"Dear Governor......"

The two of you in the video are happily mouthing each other.

But the City Princess had no one to talk to. I didn't even have the heat of the others.

There are only tensor shapes that remain deeply penetrated into the female shadow.

If you pull it through, the tortoise head stick will scratch out the loving liquid.

(It's hard... it's hard... come back soon... Dear President... or I... will go crazy...)

In an attempt to somehow satisfy the unsatisfied carnal desire, the City Princess begins to enter and exit Zhang Shape again violently.

But there is no way that the carnal desire of a young wife hungry for a man can be met with anything but meat sticks and semen.

As a result, until late at night - until her labia swelled bright red and the act became unsustainable - the City Princess encouraged a masturbation that would never be filled with half self-inflicted self-abandonment.