Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

On the mattress I fixed.

Two wives lay themselves there.

Municipal and Ji princesses, who had been wearing sleeping makeup, were cheeky and uplifting.

"Dear Chang Zheng, It's been a really long time since I've lined up my pillows like this... Something seems like a long time ago."

"I'm so sorry. Apologize, but I don't think we can handle it... you've left the house a little too empty."

"No, I know I have no choice. Disturbed, so."

The princess's voice is coming from my left.

By contrast, from the right,

"Dear Sir, I still thought I should quit my seat..."

"No, no, that won't be the reason"

There was a voice from Princess Ji that I was worried about.

At last, we were lying on the mattress in the "River Letters".

"It's been a long night since the three of us were together. Besides, the city will be pissed off if we just get rid of the cure. If you want it to be just me and you, why don't you take the cure and ask her to makeup?"

"That, well, maybe..."

I hold Princess Ji's hand.

That thin finger. And a sword or a bow. Let go of this flat hand, and let go of it, and let go of it, and let go of it.

Then the beautiful teacher and loving wife, of course, spins here.

And he reached into my chest and said, squeezing it tight.

"If so, I don't mind… please love your wife"

Princess Ji told her to whisper after she was lost.

"Unlike me who was able to accompany you to Kyo, your wife must have wet her pillow many times thinking of you..."

I gently held Princess Ji's hand, and then I pointed my body at the city princess.

I'm going to turn my back on Princess Ji, but there's nothing I can do about all this.

(I'll have to follow up with you later)

With that in mind, I'll hold the princess.

I couldn't grasp the limbs of my first regular room in a long time.

That seems to be the first woman I'm dealing with.

The scene of the first night knowing nothing about her crosses the back of my brain.

"Dear President..."

But that, apparently, is the same for her.

Over and over again, the more I got tired of being a normal man and woman, the more I hugged each other.

There shouldn't be anything we don't know about each other, but the princess was nervous about the bee as if the virgin before she went to the floor.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Something tells me that when I try to start..."

"... Shall I take it off"

"Yes..."

To break someone's nervousness, you should move on slightly more forcefully.

The city princess who responded to my call unraveled her belt when she woke up.

Occasionally, the clothes become stuck in the front opening.

"... oh"

It happens unexpectedly.

I guess it's only natural because it's feminine and the limbs that paint the perfect beauty rays have been exposed.

By the way, it didn't hold anything together under the cuff.

You were carefully prepared where I didn't see you, and your pubic hair is well cut.

"Become, Dear President...... Was there something strange about it too......?

"Huh? Oh, no, there's nothing like that. There can't be, can there?

"Is it..."

said the city princess with worried eyes.

"I think it's the effect I was having on milk. My nipples got bigger than before, and not only that, but my breasts grew heavier and heavier... I also got meat on my hips slightly, and I was wondering if I was getting some sloppy body..."

In short, while I was away, I guess the Princess's body was secreting a tremendous amount of female hormones.

When trying to raise a child with full breast milk, it is only natural for the body to try to optimize for parenting as a creature.

"No, I don't think it's weird."

"Is it..."

"That's how it's decided. The city was a tremendous beauty from the beginning, but with so much colour added to it... I couldn't wait to see it."

"Oh..."

After a much more heartfelt laugh, the city princess got embarrassed.

"I'm very, very glad to hear you say that to the chancellor..."

The beautiful princess of heaven. The white skin appeared slightly reddish.

I hold her and lay her down.

A thick female smell mixed with a hint of sweat spreads all over my nostrils.

"Oh, that smells so good"

"Yes, I don't...! Such an embarrassment... ah"

I must take the princess's slender hand and go to her groin.

Big Sun is already in a state of battle there. I'm stuck in Bucky Bucky's Vicky.

The moment I felt it in my hand, the eyes of the princess dwelt thickly and lustfully.

"Already... so big..."

Stuck in breath, the city princess says in a sobering manner.

"Isn't that painful? Dear Chancellor, I will serve you…"

Despite being laid together, she takes off my sleeping clothes with her accustomed hands.

The Big Sun shows up in no time, and the City Princess gets a sneer sigh.

Next door, Princess Ji was holding her breath staring at how we were doing.

Her cheeks are also blushing, holding her throbbing chest in excitement.

"Oh, Lord Chang's... perfectly fine..."

The princess whispers softly, wrapping my meat stick around her palm.

And began to creep gently and politely.

Unexpectedly eats my teeth to the comfort of knowing my bumps so well.

"Dear Mr. Chang Zheng, I don't know... could you please insert it now?

The city princess brings those words, and I look her in the face unexpectedly.

Then my wife smiled shyly and said softly, laying her eyes down.

"Me, it's been too long... well, I'm going to be able to handle myself and my mind as I am..."

"City..."

"Well, I want you to come back to me soon. Please."

"Okay."

That's what I tell him, and he looks down on the city princess again.

The rich white twin hills thrive, swinging up and down as they breathe.

The cherry blossom colored nipples she seems to care about were totally hard and lumpy, claiming the tung and its presence.

The light red white skin has dripping wet squid hair and the contrast is really beautiful.

"After all, it's beautiful, the city is. Whenever you see it, forever."

"Dear Mr. Chang Zheng... Ah"

I pay my index finger for the hair on my wife's cheek and then stroke that slippery cheek.

Slip your hand from there to the neck muscle and onto her laid-back shoulder.

Then the city princess sifted and shook her whole body.

"We can insert it, city."

"Yes, Madam President."

She nods with tearful eyes.

If you let your hands gently follow your lower limbs, the horny fissures were already moist and damp.

It's not as moist as it is. But you seem ready to welcome me in.

(Is that all you've been waiting for?)

I slowly put the meat stick inside the city princess.

"Ah, ahhh..."

A moist and hot mucous membrane intertwines.

I can't believe how tightly I've used it before.

The chig-hugging discomfort of ripe, man-familiar ecstasy tightening up like a raw daughter's vaginal orifice.

But the discomfort feels good.

Vaginal meat shrinks repeatedly as if drawing a spiral, squeezing up the big sun obstinately.

"City, I'm home."

Embed a meat stick to the root, then knock down the upper body, whispering in her ear.

Then he turns his arms around my back and back of my head and gets his hips pinched tightly with both legs.

"Yes, welcome home... Lord Chang Zheng"

"Wow, wow..."

I heard Princess Ji's voice next door.

I guess I'm drawn to the behavior of an overly daring city princess, shame, and attraction.

"Go ahead, move... if you can, gently. I want to feel you full of Chang Zheng."

"Oh, I know"

I mouthed my wife's lips and smoked lightly.

The city princess narrowed her eyes and smiled happily.

"May I ask for a replacement...? Ah, Mr. Chang Zheng... eh, Chu... eh..."

Break her lips and insert her tongue into her mouth.

Then my wife gently sucked my tongue and tangled it with mine.

(Oh, here it is. This is the taste of the city's saliva......)

Raising his face as he remembers his nostalgia, gravity-drawn saliva pulls the thread and drips off.

Underneath it was the horny face of the city princess, with her mouth wide open and her tongue sticking out and twirling.

The moment I saw it, the meat stick wrapped in her vaginal meat hurts so much.

"Oh... don't go... Mr. Chang Zheng..."

The city princess reinforces the power of her arms and follows her.

A twitchy swell that grew around me having a child pushed me all over my chest.

Her hips shudder unexpectedly at the feel of her stiff, tenacious nipples.

"Please stay... love..."

Would there be a man who would be so begged by an extinct beauty that he could say no?

I slowly beat my hips, scratching and scratching the City Princess's ecstasy.

(Ugh, and it feels so bad...)

If you distract yourself at all, you're going to move forcefully for endless pleasure.

In that case, you will soon, unfortunately, ejaculate.

That's all I really want to avoid.

At least I wanted my wife to get the satisfaction before I reached it.

I move my hips politely as I excite the man's retention.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

I have a whisper that seems to melt my ears just to ask.

Has it reacted to the rhythm of the meat bars?

The countless meat leeches trying to lick it like candy balls groaned, squeezing it more closely.

"My Lord Chang Zheng, my Lord Chang Zheng... uhhhhhhhhh"

Every time I punch my hips, I hesitate to stop the City Princess's willow hips.

Her horny fissures with meat bars tucked in were only so wet that she wetted the bedding softly.

The wet love liquid facilitates the rhythm of the hips, making the puffy feel of the entangling meat hydra clearer.

I ate my teeth off and kept waving my hips as I indulged in my wife's vagina.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

Gucci, gucci, I hear slutty water noises.

If you pull your hips, you will be scratched out with plenty of vaginal moisturizing love fluid, and if you stick it in, a meat hydra will greet you with a new love fluid that will gush out indefinitely.

"Become, Chang Zheng. Well... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

It was a slow piston, but still doesn't change that I'm twitching and scratching her vaginal orifice.

Near the mouth of the vagina, where meat bars are eaten and tightened, there is a love liquid mixed with gucci and air bubbles.

"Ma'am... looks awesome, feels good..."

I can hear Princess Ji's crush.

But I couldn't afford to lose consciousness of her.

Because if I defied my mind for a moment from the princess in my arms, I would have ejaculated instantly.

(It's not even moving hard...... oh, shit)

I move slowly, scratching my meat hydra and pushing my vaginal wall wide as I change the angle every time I push my hips in.

Then the vaginal foramen, with its unique bottomless depth, twitches on the expectant woman, contracting at once and following her around.

"Oh, it's a long term government. Well..."

Wake yourself up and twitch your beautiful boobs under your eyes.

Then the bright white flesh fell from between his fingers, conveying its overwhelming sense of quantity.

Is it because we were clamping each other's breasts? The City Princess's breasts are completely sweaty.

The valley of the chest, where the sweat falls, emits a mighty fragrance, grinding away the instincts of the stallion.

"Ha, ha... Ah, ah, ah, ah"

Rub your chest and twist your lumpy nipples around with your fingers.

Then the city princess shyly closed her eyes and turned her neck away and raised her face.

I was excited about the girl's dyed tricks and I was waving my hips wide at some point.

When the meat stick is implanted to the root, the meat hide is tangled in tightly packed and sticks like a suction cup at the bottom.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

If his hips were snug and swayed to crush the pubic nucleus, the city princess raised her eyebrows like she couldn't wait to.

My hips are moving faster and faster now with the side of my wife, who is completely red tide and slutty.

Feels good. Hot and stuffed. This vaginal orifice is nothing but superb.

I want to enjoy the feeling of meat that is a little longer and hasn't tasted in a long time.

But what doesn't work so well is the exchange of men and women.

A twitch of semen comes up from the root of his groin into his wife's trick, which can be dazed with a slutty look.

"Oh, City... Shit, it's time..."

"Come, come... Huh!

The princess clings to me and sits down.

My forehead was sweaty and my beautiful brunette was perched up.

You're going to tighten my meat stick with hot thickened vaginal holes, spreading its spectacular colour.

It is no longer intolerable.

"I'm out... I'm out... eh"

"Yes, yes...! Pour all my...!

The city princess whispers.

Listening to that glossy scream, I wave my hips violently through countless vaginal leeches.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The best beauty in Japanese history with a perfectly flesh-stained raging voice.

The city princess clings to me scratching my back, contracting her vaginal foramen as she squeaks her unmistakable gasp into my chest.

"No... oh, it's been so long... too long... me, oh, me... eh"

The faster I pace into it, the more violently my breasts tremble.

The degree of excitement increases even more when you are watching that movement, which is itchy and shaky.

"I like it, I love you...... don't go anywhere anymore...... Huh!

That's nothing more than a line you should never say as a martial arts woman.

I guess I'm thrown out into a sea of pleasure and no longer know what I'm talking about.

No, that's why I know her heart itself is exposed.

"Always, always together... Huh!

Embrace my body as the city princess runs her mouth as she screams.

Listening to that word, I was pouring semen into it as if I were being prompted.

Striking and trembling the meat stick, he is intoxicated by the sense of liberation of the semen through the urethra as it is wrapped in a meat leech.

"Dear Nagata, Nagata..."

The city princess was trembling all over her body as she shrunk herself.

Vaginal meat is squeezed with tremendous pressure, wandering for more semen.

I won't end it once and for all because I ejaculated.

For the groaning of the meat I felt so willing, I let myself be indulgent.

"Ah......"

If you pull your hips slowly, the meat stick is released from your vaginal orifice with the sound of cum in.

From the vaginal mouth, which opened wide open, dripping semen that had just been thickened and spit out.

"Wow... oh you ejaculated so much..."

I heard Princess Ji twinkle with a voice that couldn't hide her excitement.

The semen, which pollutes and continues to flow through the lower limbs, is threaded around the princess's plentiful buttocks and thighs.

"City, it's been a while... are you okay...?

"... Yes, I'm fine"

The city princess smiled happily.

Perhaps she hasn't had a sexual peak.

I guess it's been a long time.

It is the female body that is hard to do in the vagina if she does not have an equinox habit.

And that's easily lost if you haven't had sexual intercourse for a long time.

What the City Princess didn't care about must be because of it.

But does it seem too happy - because sexual supremacy means different things between men and women?

(No, no, it's still decided if you can do it, you should do it. Otherwise, I can't explain why people run into incest because their bodies aren't filled)

I was physically fatigued after ejaculation, but still was willing to go on.

My Big Sun also showed no signs of shriveling, claiming its presence in the bin.

"City, you can still go, right?

"Yes, if the chancellor wants..."

That's how the City Princess adds her fingers to her little labia filled with love liquid and semen - let the meatloaf open.

Then I put my strength into my stomach and spit out the semen that was left in my vaginal foramen.

"I have always wanted to be held by the chancellor..."

But my master smiled mischievously.

"I don't think it's a good idea to keep saying goodbye to those who are there."

"Huh!?

A gaze was sent to the City Princess, and Princess Ji raised her bare voice.

"What are you surprised about? Pfft, I've exposed myself so far that I can't connect with Princess Ji unless she's just as ashamed of me."

"What, eh?"

"Dear President,"

"City, okay?"

I dared ask.

"You're not satisfied yet, are you?

"It's a long night."

The city princess said in a hot voice as she woke up her upper body.

"Besides, I remember that the sexuality of the chancellor is not the norm"