Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

"Damn, what the hell is that all about"

He was a stallion who became middle-aged and began to worry about his abdomen.

He says as he rubs his black and plentiful body and waves a slightly smaller silver horn.

Next door is a skinny, thin, long but thick-less stallion.

"Why doesn't Asuko take care of us?"

Among the horses, the stallion, known by the name Toshiyuki, became unhappy.

Whatever the horses are unleashed outdoors in warring times, individuals under the control of men often call themselves human names.

"Well, that's it."

The skinny horse, called Masahiro, answers with a toy of the vegetables being served as bait.

"Anyway, she only sees us as seed horses to plant children."

"Lately, it's becoming dangerous."

A middle-backed horse, called Shouta, who was beside Masahiro, said as he interrupted the conversation and stretched his neck onto Masahiro's plate.

"Recently, the Lord of the Requester... uh..."

"Nagamasa"

"Yeah, yeah, that person"

Masahiro yelled. Hey, you, that's the Shirotsu Megusa I left behind!

But Shouta continues her words with a firm look.

Masahiro peeked into the middle meat middle-backed horse bait dish in an attempt to turn into a counterattack, but it was futile.

Shouta's, it's completely empty. I didn't even have honeyed water.

"I want that human child. It's the end of the day, my dear."

"Oh, my God, oh, my God"

Toshiyuki raises his sad voice, shaking his head all the way around.

"I thought you were going to have one of our kids, but is it good to have that kind of trick"

"No, I guess I should return it in a counterword if I don't."

Masahiro said as he remained angry with his expression, snatching Shirotsumegusa from Toshiyuki's bait dish unnoticed.

"But Master Asuko, you don't seem to be obsessed with the person you're having sex with."

"Hey, you, don't use the old word" sex. "

Toshiyuki was strict in his use of words.

His father was originally a bard and has extensive knowledge of the history of vocabulary and language.

Toshiyuki, who took over his father's upbringing, doesn't think much about the flood of young horse words.

"At least say 'magumi' there. Using the words of the doomed old men, like sex, you can't escape your luck."

"Such a superstition."

Masahiro once again takes Shirotsumegusa.

I noticed the boulder, Toshiyuki, but I transferred all my shirotumegusa to Masahiro's bait dish.

Eat, because you are a young man. My wife got mad at me for eating too much lately - Toshiyuki said as I waved the tategami that started to thin.

"Thanks, old man. So, what do you say?" Magui with your wife. "

Masahiro asked, looking at the horns in their genitals and shaking them obscenely.

Next to it, Shouta stretches her neck out again to take Shirotsumegusa.

But that ambition was inhibited by Masahiro's body perception.

"It's not funny"

Toshiyuki said with a lonely face, licking the honey water tinkly.

"The number of" Magui "itself has been decreasing lately. It wasn't moisturizing or anything."

"Oh, really?"

Shouta, eating a body hit from Masahiro, said with a fluttering face as she rose up swooning.

"Mr. Toshiyuki, you were close to Emi, weren't you?"

"Well, it's you"

Toshiyuki responds with a sigh of guillon.

"From a lover to a wife, things change."

"Heh, you know what?"

Shouta handles her tail cleverly and scratches her anus.

"I thought it was a couple having sex all the time like crazy every day, but you're not"

After telling him not to use the obscene old language, Toshiyuki stared at two young horses with his wife belt's unique, objectified eyes.

"Oh, no. More to the point, a wife becomes something beyond lust"

"What,?

"Make it an abyss, like the great old god"

"No, it's not"

Toshiyuki continues his words with a face that begins to light fire as he tinkles with honey water.

He is vulnerable to strong sugar and soon gets drunk.

"It's not going to be a sexual relationship. It may well be that appetite begins to work. Do you guys have a girlfriend?

"Yes, sir?

"I'm sorry about the sephre."

"Old language!

"Not at all these days," Toshiyuki said with a drunken-specific voice color, hissing.

"So you stand hot against young horses."

"Oh, you can have me, my horse wife."

"Immoral, my lord!

Masahiro severely reprimands Shouta.

He's young horsey, but he hated bedtime and stuff.

Reckless hearings held regularly by single horses,

- The lecturer's horse tells his own dirty story and supports the masturbation of other stallions. The instructor will be given a Shirotsu Megusa that we all saved that day.

Even in, I would never donate if it was a horse wife thing.

And when it came to pure love and the unannounced bedtime I made it look, it was so insane and rampant that it destroyed the stable.

In short, he's a muscled purist and an anti-NTR radical.

Shouta looks at him like that with cold eyes, by the way.

"We must be equal and love one horse (Onna)!

"Well, Masahiro's having sex with Asuko."

"Ugh."

Gyoon and Masahiro roar.

It hurts like hell.

"That may be so. But when he was told by his horse," Do your duty "..."

"When you hold other horses (Onna), your horses are held again." Hey, I'd rather have this penis than that horse (human) with no thickness! It's like, "

"Hey, don't."

When he saw Masahiro, who showed signs that he was about to burst out, Toshiyuki coughed with Guion.

"Come on, you're young. Let's get back to it."

Toshiyuki says after lightly poking Masahiro in the corner.

"We are not always young. Not as steep as humans, but get old. And the older you get, the older your partner gets."

"A ripe horse (Jukujo) would be nice."

Ignoring Shouta's words, Toshiyuki continues.

"In other words, the attraction as a is definitely going to fall. The charm of this side as a stallion is again."

"I always wanted to be young, but mentally,"

"And appearance isn't the only thing that falls. So is lust."

Toshiyuki sighed and said.

"It's a couple with a loss of charm and a loss of libido. Naturally, the number of times Magui is decreasing. All that remains is love and trust, separated from lust."

"Hmm, you're not sure"

"Shouta might be. But that's what it is."

But Toshiyuki added.

"When you're young, the only thing you should do with your wife is to do it a few times. That's how many times you lay your body on top of each other, and that's how you tie it to love and trust. At least it'll be a sign of 'I'm looking for you'."

"Heh."

Shouta nodded lightly.

"Well, that's what I'll do."

"What is that, what is that?"

"Young man, I don't know, I'm talking."

Shouta makes a huge stretch as she scratches her butt boldly with her tail.

"Well, but he says he's lost his libido, and I'm not sure about that either. 'Cause, old man, I didn't let you in the last six times or so."

"Don't use dirty vocabulary! Say seeding!

Toshiyuki said as he dyed his cheeks into drunken black purple.

"You won't have a choice! Anyway, Asuko is a masterpiece! I'm guessing that means I'm leaving too!

"Heh."

As soon as I did, I felt a chilled hiss.

The moment he hears it, Toshiyuki gives him a drunken plump look, bends his neck and looks behind him.

And there was a horse with a white, well-widened body.

"What, Emi..."

"I'm sorry, it's not a masterpiece, my wife."

Leaking a cold hiss, she slaps her husband in the ass with that horn.

"I want a pony (a child) and you didn't respond to what I asked you to do last night... Hmm, that's because my charm as a child has waned? Hey, it's not appealing, but what if it's a name vessel?

"Damn, that's..."

Waving a tendency to fade, Toshiyuki is looking for an excuse for his wife.

But Emi hissed as she boiled further cold anger at such a husband.

"Remember, you guys."

Emi says against Masahiro and Shouta.

The young horses responded with their necks stretched out all the time in a four-legged immobilized state without upright immobilization.

"The most important factor that undermines Onna's trust is words. With that pile, anger explodes on a daily basis."

Remember that.

Toshiyuki chases after his wife, who said so and turned her ass, with a pitiful hiss, "Emily......"

"... Emi, you're a good ass"

"Oh."

"I'm seeding it..."

"Hey, you didn't see that one right now. If you cheat, you're gonna be in worse shape than that."

The two young horses left behind bring such a twinkle, and they think of the vision they married.

Shouta was blue-faced.

Maybe he realized the danger of getting revenge from his cheaters.

And Masahiro, he thinks about this.

Perhaps, out of the blue, one of the ideal forms of marriage is - to connect with that man named Nagamasa, who the Requester has a fever for.

The stallion left on Nagahama gets a big sigh, thinking of the beautiful horse that is now going to Kyoto.