Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

A corner where particularly upscale shops gather even within Wang Dynasty.

The store doesn't even have a sign to call in, and at first glance you can't tell it from a rich man's private residence.

"You spent too much time shopping and you're late"

I don't think I have much appetite to talk about, so I don't know what to like.

"Hehe, it's not even a store that keeps time."

Me and Katrine knock on the gate with their arms together.

No reply, but the peep window opens small.

When I plugged one piece of paper in silently, the gate opened slowly this time.

The interior was decorated with gold and silver ornaments from the ceiling to the walls to the floor, and there were dishes that I didn't know were expensive.

Even more noble and luxurious costumes, the guide takes a beautiful thank you from the knights and closes the door as soon as we enter next door with a good health baton.

It's not hard to imagine what would happen if you tried to break in without an invitation.

"Sir Onagoski, Mrs. Sikijo, I've been waiting for you."

"Uhm."

"Yes."

I'm Oak, and Katrine answers with a light adjustment to the mask that symbolizes Sacubas.

"I'll keep your jacket"

I took off my cape and dressed indoors, and Katrine took off her fur coat and looked too dressed.

"Wow."

"Oh, embarrassing."

What are you ashamed of?

Upstairs I see my shoulders completely out and even my breasts swelling.

Though the length is down to the knee, it is too perfect for the body and floats up to the cut in the crotch instead of the buttocks shape.

I can see the line from thigh to hips because of the slit that luxuriously went into the flank position.

Do you deserve to be embarrassed and so on in such a sketchy dress?

"I can see all my underwear... no, I can't see it"

There can't be this many slits in there that I can't see.

"... because I'm not wearing it"

Katrine, how sketchy are you?

It's also convincing to me that if I leave it, it goes crazy about color.

I realize I left the guide here, but the man lays down his eyes and does not respond to our conversation in any way, and when the conversation stops, he listens politely in a tone that has no personality.

"Private room today? Or is it the hall?

"Hall, hall, please."

When Katrine tells the eating mood, the man takes the lead in a courtesy.

And this opened again a magnificent door.

The sounds of stunning performances overflowing along the way, the men and women dancing to it, those sitting at the table enjoying alcohol and conversation...... it was also a sight of nobility night clubs.

Speaking of differences, the windows are tightly blocked and everyone wears a mask that hides their faces.

"If this happens at a night club, I'm panicking."

Katrine says with a slutty laugh.

"You're absolutely right."

I laugh and see the sight in front of me again.

"Nchu...... buchu...... haha...... good kiss...... guchu"

"Your lady is the brilliant tongue... oh, she's not worthy to be daughtered"

A gentleman who would be over fifty while dancing and a woman who seems to be in her twenties exchanges thick kisses.

"Oh... my chaste wife... like that... with a strange middle-aged man... ooh"

"Well, do this while they take away your wife... if you're not too young. It's only natural that they cheated on you."

A man supposedly his young wife's husband stirred alcohol as he trembled on the couch, and a woman supposedly the wife of a middle-aged man gently cursed the man and stuck his hand in his pants, causing him to suck the breast that jumped out of his dress.

Some dancers, if they look good, are kissing, squirming, and some have only overtly dresses.

"Ahhh!

A man who succeeds in his growing ass with his hands on the table when he shifts his gaze out loud is hitting his hips.

The men and women around them admire the liquor with one hand.

"Your lady's ass, how white and soft... you don't deserve to be daughtered"

"Your hipsters are brilliant. Spears seem quite a delicacy too...... Gokuri"

I admire other people's intercourse with elegance rather than nasty wildness.

Eventually the man with the sperm kisses the woman hot.

I thought maybe the man started dancing with another woman, and the woman began to whine again as another man pierced her juice-coated hole.

This is a social place where men and women secretly liberate their sexuality.

Usually those in high positions explode their hidden desires by hiding their names and faces.

It's good to let others hold their beloved wives, to watch their husbands unleash their sperm on other women, or to show those who don't know their names or their faces what a hot couple does...

"Excuse me, Sir Onagoski. Master Shikijo is beautiful tonight... stretchy limbs, fragrant incense, no doubt fine dust that she is a beautiful woman even if she can't see her face. Why don't you let me hold you who deserves the face of the sacubus? We would like to exchange wives."

About thirty men kneel before us.

Next to that, I can see nipples. A woman in a cut dress exhales hot at me.

"I'm afraid we're not going to exchange them."

Katrine explicitly says no and rubs her face against my arm.

"So what's the purpose?"

The man unfortunately put his hand in the chest of the woman next door.

"Yes, I'd like you to see it."

Katrine pulls my hand and leads me to a big bed that is only uncomfortable in the dance hall.

"Honestly, the first time I was taught this place, I thought I'd make it look like I was going to bed."

"I'm not that much of a slut either! They say it's like they're cheating all the time, but they're just a little more lusty than people! I can't believe you want me to tell you how to cheat on Rose these days...... bump"

It's a big deal to find a store like this with a little bit of lust.

Going with me is not a finger count.

We walk laughing at each other, and Katrine dares not get into bed and get on the edge.

I felt my surrounding gaze gather.

Even from the top of the mask, I can see that Katrine is a beauty who couldn't fly two steps more than any other woman.

Because she's about to be pierced by a man, you don't have to make an appeal or anything to get noticed.

I stroke my ass with my left hand silently.

It's like sticking a dress to one layer and showing Katrine's buttocks and hips around her.

The men's breath gets rough.

Next, insert your right hand from the slit too deep forward and stroke the groin that you really didn't put anything on.

"There's no hair, not underwear. You're as tight as a young girl."

Caress the inner thigh with the force of slowly touching or not touching it while humiliating Katrine, pushing the slightly open meat inlet with a cunning, stretching one finger and rubbing the meat beans.

"Huh!

When Katrine gasps, the people around her react.

The man and woman who told me to put Catherine to bed earlier seem to be watching in the front row.

At first she also had resistance to showing Katrine nudity, but not bad if she herself would be an exciting ingredient.

"He's beautiful until he gasps. And with a slight caress, I juice my thighs... you're a man lover."

"My legs are moving clammy...... I can tell as a woman of the same color. Those thighs, which are often completely open to nasty, are closed with reason. But it's only a matter of time."

Catherine's excitement increases more when she is reacted.

We go to this store to taste this.

It's not a good idea for the king to publicly show his intercourse with the side room to an unspecified number of people, and he doesn't have the thrill of letting his family and handcaged maids admire him in the mansion and he doesn't burn so much.

This store can show our love to strangers while they hide their identities perfectly.

Those of you who are watching will never dream of us being kings and their side rooms.

Those around them admire caresses with respect to us, not nasty wildness.

"Men seem to possess such delicate caresses and considerable skill as to stroke silk, which is not even suited to a musculoskeletal figure like a king right now."

"Exactly. I thought it would spin as hard as my physique, but the modus operandi that scorches and affects a woman... is getting used to it as His Majesty is famous for femicide"

With a polite butt stroke, Katrine's hips begin to shake to caress around her genitals.

"Ugh... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

At first, the noise, which was a fine twist, gradually changes loudly and low.

A shaky ass is pressed to invite him, rubbing himself a sensitive place to plead even more.

Catherine and I look back at this one.

"Is it good?" he asks with his eyes. "Thoughtful" and obtains a reply with his swinging eyes.

"Let's go."

I was gently stroking, grabbing and securing my thoughtful ass on the left, stroking my groin like a feather, three fingers on my right hand, pushing it into Katrine's wet genitals.

"Higi!!

Fingers entering the woman's hole lift her lower body as she pushes and spreads inside Katrine, and a sweet whisper turns into a scream.

I go deep into a woman's hole and rub it up as hard as if I were going to start a fire.

The belly of the finger rubs up the gorilla and the inside, stimulating the beans as if they were twitching with a thumb.

"Higi, no, no! Ah, aguuuuuuuuuuu!!"

This stuff is usually the caress of a virgin who only feels pain.

Though the voices of confusion and condemnation begin to leak from the surroundings as well.

"Too exciting! Ouch! Gizzy, gizzy!!

Katrine already flushes a large amount of viscous love liquid with her earlier caress, and she loves to act strong and intense in the first place.

The woman, who was also emaciated by an unlikely intense caress, quickly adapted, and the pain began to blow up only intense pleasure rushing around.

"Yes, I'm too! It's too much! The amazing thing is... head to womb... ahhh! Ahhh!!

Katrine slammed her legs wide open so that she could show them to all, then fluttered them twice and three times, and finally sprinkled massive tides backwards from her waist.

"Hino! I won't stop! My cock feels too good to break...... Hino, no, no!!

Katrine puts her hips up and down many times screaming and sprays tide from her genitals each time.

I dare to move together without pulling my fingers out and keep the pleasure of the summit for a little longer.

As soon as three, four and hips fired a bumpy fifth, Katrine fell into bed.

"Oops."

I'll put back a mask that deviates at a fierce peak.

"Ha... ha no"

Katrine keeps shaking her body to the top finish even after her hips have stopped.

"Wow... I've never seen that way of squirting before. Is she sensitive or is the man a magic trick..."

"Ha-ha."

I just sighed that the man was impressed, and the woman was reaching for her crotch whether she was projecting Katrine's sexiness on herself.

"And it sprayed flashy,"

"When it comes to foreplay, you can't have a lady if you're raised so hard. Is that it?

Hehe, you guys are sweet looking at Katrine's lust for color.

Katrine trembles her body as she rams into the bed and tongues out.

Grabbing his shoulder, he puts his tongue on his neck and licks it straight down over his dress to his thighs.

"What do we do next?

"Of course I'll take it"

Katrine, who rose up with mucus, clung to my lower body with a thick exhale that even felt viscous.

"Oh my... you feel like a real Sacubas"

"The breath of that sticky tantrum...... I'm ashamed my crotch"

Whether or not such a voice sounds like Catherine who has also been in a state of complete exasperation.

She puts her hands on my pants and deliberately pulls them down slowly as she breathes.

Look at the caress for the female body and the deep passion of the woman. My excitement is growing enough.

Naturally, the liberated male root popped out as a complete body.

"Whoa, what's that!

"It's like Marutai! That one thing exists in this world!?

"Oh my god... my 3 proud giant roots... no 4... this is exactly what I don't want to exhaust to my brush tongue!

The observer gives his best voice today.

I don't have a hobby to show off one thing to a man, so I shrivel a little.

"Big, that's too big! You look like a monster!

"Impossible... arms instead of feet... what a length and thickness!?

"And I can't believe you're standing vertically that size... it must be hard... like a stone"

And regain hardness with the voices of the women.

It's indescribable pleasure to show one thing to women who don't know their names or faces and make them scream.

Whoa, Celia in my head is a pervert. I'll call her a pervert, so let's get this weird idea over with.

Let's connect.

"Come, please"

Me and Katrine stand opposite each other on the bed.

When my male root with an erection presses her belly, she grins at it with a laugh.

Hold one leg of Katrine in one arm as she drops her hips and pull her hips together with the other.

The male root fits perfectly with the hole, and we lean over as we kiss.

"You mean insert that one?

"I can't, not even those retirement hookers come in. It'll tear you apart."

"But look at the two of them, as if they had been from the beginning... connected"

Me and Katrine were totally united as we stood.