Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Well."

I smile at Naisha and open her legs, face close.

(What?

"Caress him with your mouth."

I may be unusual, but I'm quite used to having sex with ghosts in Casey.

Soft and amorphous, they don't have to caress to get in, but they have a heart problem.

Careful foreplay is what opens the mind.

But Naisha heard him caress with his mouth, closing his crotch, and sliding up the bed zazzled.

(How disgraceful! You can't possibly take that. Normally please)

Instead of shame, Naisha shows even anger.

"Mm, do you?

I thought it was normal enough to caress her with my mouth, but I have no ex or child to piss her off, so should I stop it?

Then hold Naisha's shoulder and overlap her lips.

(n)

A gentle kiss on top of your hand.

I hold my shoulders and put my tongue in to make it even more exciting, but as soon as I did, I got slapped with my chest and Don.

(Do what! I'm just a slut, like putting my tongue in it!

Is that just a kiss slut?

I push them down with just a kiss between my lips I have no choice but to stroke my rather modest breasts with my hands.

(Ugh... ah... such a nasty... embarrassing...)

Naisha releases her lips and holds my head, prompting her to kiss her neck and shoulders.

But when my kiss goes down from my neck muscle to my chest, it stops again.

Then take your hand to your groin and you'll be stopped again if you're too slutty.

(There's character in alternation, too. I can't stop being treated like a slut when I forgive my body)

"Can't you even kiss me sucking milk and putting my tongue in..."

(It's a slut's business)

When this happens, I just have to stroke my body lightly and stick it in.

Fortunately, he's a ghost, so he won't get hurt because he's unprepared, but he doesn't taste right.

"Is this what all royalty is all about?

(Naturally, if they are all aristocratic children, if they lick the same crotch or something, they refuse to do it the next day.)

I have noble children around me, but I'm not going to refuse if I'm shy.

The first queen, who was hidden during the marriage, told me not to forget to make a child.

"Oh, I see"

Though they had lost consciousness, they died carelessly in the backhouse and became resentful.

I mean, times are different.

The Goldonian royal family should have lasted for decades.

Naisha lived in a fairly old age if the word "first generation" came out.

"I mean, can't it be like this?"

I'll rotate Naisha's body, crawl on all fours and grab her hips.

(Grrr! If you were in this position, you'd be an evil spirit again!

I still can't do it.

(Naturally! The trick is to put the woman to bed first, put a sheet on top and hold hands with the woman or accompany her on her cheeks, let her legs open gently.)

Take off your underwear while following honestly like a virgin who is guided by your first experience.

(And then take care of yourself slowly inside...... ahhhh!!

I did what Naisha said and there was another scream.

(What is that giant root?! Your Majesty is a subspecies of oak nowadays!

Then multiple women's voices echo in their brains.

It's not just Naisha in front of me. It's the kind of noise that spirits all over the room shouted at in unison.

(Heh heh heh heh! It's like a concubine's arm!

(And long! There's three times as many knights as I cheated on!

(Monster huh? A monster?)

(Awesome! Shit my body is clear...... it disappears!?

(The blood vessels I saw at close range said dokundokun)

I know it's a sight of fear with evil spirits flying around me by my side, but I just have the impression that a bunch of people with bright red faces are running around in a doozy way.

"Uhm, that's just noisy. I'd like you to stay out if you're going to get busted."

(((sorry I want to see more)))

The noise subsides and Moya and the others gather by the bed again.

It's an honesty that only spirits resent. Looks easy after I forgive Naisha for coming with the greatest hostility.

"Then let's say it's going to be good."

I make Naisha's legs open bigger than they taught me.

She was noisy and resistant, but she was too upset to know what she was talking about, so she inserted it slowly, not caring.

"That's narrow. I wouldn't go in first if I were alive. If I can't get him in, he'll tear it apart."

I grabbed Naisha's knee and pushed her hips relentlessly.

(Sa, rip!!

"It's gonna be okay."

The tip enters Naisha at the same time as a sharp scream.

The feeling is unique, like between a liquid and a solid when inserted into a ghost.

It is hypoallergenic, but it goes in without resistance, so I also have a different feeling of comfort.

Because it is translucent, it is a different irritation than a woman who sees a clear object moving through her body.

"Hmm, if you're alive, that's it"

About a third of the stuff stops moving once it enters the body.

If you held a little Naisha in your lifetime, this is the bottom.

"But now..."

I exhale briefly and push my hips out.

One thing started advancing again, pushing her bottom apart and into the roots.

(Agoo!

Naisha turns her torso back with her hands on her head.

The skinny body draws a beautiful curve without being hidden, and the belly to jaw line can be described as a work of art.

Modest breasts that don't move or shake well also seem great in harmony with the whole thing.

The royal family of Gordonia knew to abandon such a beautiful woman.

It would have been taken away somewhere, even if it wasn't me.

(Oh, here's what matters...)

If you look at me, one of my things is going through my chest and into my throat.

If you're human, it's catastrophic, but it's a ghost, so it's no problem.

"Hehe, you're in big trouble"

Strengthen your hips as you say.

(Don't freak me out!

I kiss and shake my back laughing at Naisha protesting.

Pull it out big and then push it in to the position of the uterus, pull it out again and now insert it all the way to the chest.

Then rub it back and forth so that it rubs fine near the inlet, then change the angle and push it into the roots.

(Ugh! Oh, no...)

Naisha's reaction is very initial.

Naturally, even if you were a queen, you can't caress her, you can't suck on her breasts, she's in a normal position, she doesn't open her legs, she only has experience to such an extent that she gets hectic.

"It's still the beginning."

I jump the sheet I was wearing.

(No way! Hiding the joints is the way to do it - hi, no, no!

Move your hips a few times faster than you've ever done before before before before.

Of course I won't forget to twist and change the pace of my hips and not just back and forth to get strong and weak on the stimulus.

My meat hits the translucent body, and the meat sounds different and unique from each other again.

(There is a nasty noise! Slow down! You're allowed to pamper me like this - ugh!!

Grab the stuffy toe and open it up thoughtfully.

Earlier it was resisted but not in constant pleasure either.

"Hehe, resistance is futile. Anyway, I can see the contents, so I can see all the weaknesses."

Slowly move the meat bars that are slightly clear, especially finding tightened areas and rubbing them intensively.

When the female body jumps, push it in, push the tip against the place and let it plunge in.

(I wonder if that's a good sex move...)

(Though it's only natural to be used to treating women because of all those giant roots)

(Rather know how to handle ghost women?

(Wow, I'm used to haunting ghosts and stuff, D, pervert pulling. Wow)

Cursing also turns to excitement now.

One more thing becomes enlarged and his hips are stronger attacking Naisha.

(ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...)

Is this the first time Naisha has been held like this, she can't even blame her nasty, and her hands are stretched out sloppily, but she remains. The eyes are flying differently than they did during the Evil Spirit, and they are even starting to come out with translucent tongues.

"Hehe, is nasty intercourse good too? Shall I try a position other than normal?"

I turn my hand around Naisha's back, hold her up and fall back.

It's a ride that's not particularly special.

But Naisha's reaction was intense.

She was rocking like a hippo while I poked her, but when she realized she was on top. Or screaming unlike pleasure.

(This is the position of a whore! What do you do!!

"Well, don't say that, it feels good to change the stimulus."

Turn your hands on Naisha's hips and shake them up and down to irritate her.

Hmm, the male root has reached the top of her throat longitudinally as she moves up and down on the ride.

It's just hunting, so let's move back and forth.

(I'm embarrassed to hate you like this! That's an insult, you little bitch! Barbarians!)

Naisha comes pounding my cheek with a petite scream.

If you try to stop your hand, it won't stop you from moving your hips even as you slap your cheek.

I mean, I guess it feels good.

"Then this is next."

Push the female body down again, grabbing her legs and rotating her body.

I can do it backwards.

(This shouldn't be more than a whore! Beast, you're in the position of a beast!

Grab the narrow bracketed hips before you finish, and push them in big.

A voice scolding me for being like a beast turns into a beastly gasp.

"It's funny how you try to be a beast."

(Stupid thing, who's the concubine... whoa! Aww! Kicha! Gyacha!!

Lick your back as you slap your hips hard.

Exactly to the mating of the beast. Naisha is so embarrassed that she hides her face, but the female's voice doesn't stop.

Furthermore, I have been looking for stronger pleasure with my butt in the penetrating motion from the middle of nowhere.

(Stop and be too shy already! I'm going to die of embarrassment!

Stop moving without saying you're already dead.

Naisha exhales in relief wondering if it's finally over.

Don't point out that he hasn't noticed that his ass is moving in a shameful way either.

Besides, it's not over yet.

"Sora"

I lift Naisha's body from behind and get up.

Of course, the male root stays inserted and the legs are allowed to open to the limit.

"No!

The scream finally sounds like an actual sound.

"Of, I'll curse you! I'll sneak up on you!

Hearing the curse of utter seriousness, he rocks Naisha's body loudly.

(You have such an embarrassing position)

(You won't be a whore or a beast this far. How slutty)

(Huh? Huh? Station valves are such special...... Co, you're embarrassing Cohon ~)

I guess other spiritual whining coming into your brain sounds like Naisha too.

"Kill me first. Yeah! Let him die!!

That's a little tricky.

I hide my face and scatter Naisha screaming in shame, and the last time has finally come.

Male roots begin to pulse in soft limbs.

"Well."

I've got my face covered. Gently put Naisha back in bed, covered and sheeted.

Return the legs, which were open to the limit, to the normal position, which is very important.

"Huh?"

"At the end of the day, I'll do what you want. I'll just have my lips."

I put my hands on my cheeks with my lips together and my other hand overlaps hers.

"I love you, baby."

Naisha, who turned bright red and was half crying, really cried out.

"sloppy... sloppy!!

Release the sperm as you feel her cuddling around your neck.

Tons of semen make noises and pop up.

A quick peek saw the male root pulsating in the translucent body.

The male roots pulse at intervals of about once a second, each time about a third of a glass of sperm is released.

(Hot...... the essence was such a warm thing)

Naisha strokes my cheek as she shivers her body to match her pulse.

"You're my woman now. All right?"

(Yes, I am in Her Majesty's Woman. Please order me to do anything and everything)

The male roots trembled even harder with the swear kiss and spewed out tons of sperm.

We layered our lips for ten minutes.

In the meantime, the ejaculation is also over, slowly releasing the body.

And Naisha gives a surprise voice.

(Oh, my God, I couldn't finally have a child in my lifetime, but I can't believe I made a child after being a ghost)

Her foetus was swollen in bread with my sperm.

But rather than say she was conceived... it's hard to say yes.

(Looks like a water balloon)

Someone spoke for me, but when Naisha glanced at me, she screamed and became a black moya and fled.

"Well."

Naisha leaves rubbing her belly with a look of mercy, and I invite the other Moya.

"You're next. Will you let me talk to him?

(Yes)

The obscurity made Spong look like a ripe woman thirty miles away.

Tears for resentment, remorse, irrationality.

Hear everything and hold it together in anger, comfort, or forcefulness without words.

By the dawn of the night all the women had returned from their black moya to their lifetimes.

And the fine light muscles disappear about four thin.

As soon as I heard the story, there were four people who disappeared into grains with salad.

I look out the window where the morning sun starts plugging in.

"I can't help it because it's over now, but four beautiful women are reborn. That's great."

It was decided beautifully while I was there.

Well, in the morning, when I opened the cup and the cupboard, the door to the room opened.

"Sorry to bother you. The one at the end...... Hih!

If Celia makes a short scream, she looks at me with a cramped face.

And I took out my handkerchief and started to whine. Why not?