Q. Maou-sama no Oshigoto wa? A. Mamono Nusume e no Tanetsuke Desu

That night I said, "You must be tired. Relax and rest," he said, and was sent to a large private room.

(Oh, I can't get laid this evening)

You had an enthusiastic mating with her three daughters, and Ren rolls into bed a little dissatisfied.

The smell of the girl rose from the white sheet, swelling her nasal cavity naturally.

Is it the room used by someone else Sacubas? Though excited by the fragrance of soaking colour, the fatigue caused by the long journey far exceeds it, and the youth sleeps like mud.

Tons.

"... who is it"

He was cut off from his comfort and Ren replied to Knock slightly grumpy.

"It's Maria. May I come into your room?

When the Lord of the Voice finds out he is the head of Sacubas, Ren wakes up half-hearted in a great panic.

"Ah, go ahead. I didn't lock it."

Gachari, and the door opened.

Slurry and long legs stretch out of the darkness that descended like starch in the hallway. With her gaze firmly aligned, the blonde beauty constantly walked in this direction.

With just one mild recoil, its huge milk fruit was swinging plungingly.

The only thing that hides wavy, fuzzy skin is a nasty black bra.

"Huh!"

The young man was stunned.

A glamorous woman is approaching in overglossy underwear, so it's a natural reaction.

"I went to massage."

Couscous the sneer from the red glossy lip, and Maria announces her coming.

His eyes glowed provocatively, and he seemed rather pleased that he was being directed at the eye of desire.

"Is that a massage?

It's not supposed to be an obscene word, but for some reason, my heart goes pounding. The word sexy massage also flickered in the back of my brain.

A man's clamor. It is a sad saga.

I'm overthinking it, it's a normal massage. And, Ren desperately tries to dispel evil thoughts. Knowing or not such a brain fight, Maria stood beside the youth without breaking her spare grin.

"I will heal your long journey fatigue..."

A large, round ass, like a well-ripened white peach, sits loosely on the same bed. The butt valley was devoured by stringy black underwear, barely hiding the shame from the man's gaze.

(Wow, eh, erotic)

The ecstasy is going to stick out with just a few moves. Worries and expectations come to naught, and youth stare at harrassment and Maria's behavior.

Phew, his fingers stretched and he gently touched his shoulders.

"I knew you'd be elaborate."

Fingertips like white fish stroke down the spine twofold, as they pass through the man's hard contours. The spinal cord was filled with a crisp sexiness and a sigh leaked inadvertently from Ren's mouth.

"Come on, don't worry, I'll take care of it. I'm confident in the technique."

"Uh... please"

Ren nodded as if he had been hypnotized, whispering a meaningful line in his ear.

"Now, take off your clothes and lie down depressed… hehe, of course, down there. If you're ashamed to show me something important, you can keep it hidden in your blanket."

Ren undresses her bedtime clothes while hesitating, letting her sleep out of her body.

Maria then dropped the munchkin's buttocks to her hips and pinched them with her thighs from left to right to secure them. The warmth of a woman's skin soaks up comfortably, making a man feel comfortable when paired with the weight of soft meat.

"You'll get started. I will take you to heaven."

The sweet incense is thicker due to its tightness. The crunchy smell wrapped around his body like a thin cloth, tickling his complexion.

Fine fingers touch the area around the scapula, google, and start pressure all the time.

"Cool, eh, you're powerful"

"It's not a grip. It's important to use gravity successfully."

The relaxed muscles along the spine start to twitch and heat. Ren was feeling her body getting lighter.

The accumulated fatigue disappears as wiped, leaving only a slight fingertip feel on your back. Ren hastily swallowed the saliva that was about to drown.

(awesome good...... too relaxed, i think i'm going to fall asleep like this)

The drowsiness that fills the brain is jumped by the fuzziness and soft elasticity put on the back, though.

Or perhaps Maria has bent her torso and hastily pushed her busty breasts.

"Hey, what, Mr. Maria!?

"Don't worry about it. This is more efficient for massaging large areas."

Over a cup of bra, but the fuzzy meatfruit boldly claims its existence. The young man's heart sounded like it was going to explode as he was oppressed gougy by breasts like freshly attached rice cakes.

"Uh-huh... ahhh"

As she sprays her troubled exhale to her neck muscle, the blonde squeezes her lower milk up with her hands and squeezes the voluptuous softness between her two bodies.

Am I getting sexy myself? After a while, the granulation began to harden and lump across the black cloth, making the healthy youth even more annoying.

Already in the lower body, the young man who rolls hot asks for liberation himself. When the meat stick is compressed into the bed and uncomfortable and moist, Maria notices the movement visibly.

"Oh? Can I help you?

"Yes, no. Nothing."

"Yes, then lie on your back."

I got my butt off my hips and got a nigga and a nasty grin.

Doing that will reveal you have an erection at a glance.

No, I know you've already found out from her expression, but it was still resistant to be seen something that stood up to her older beauty counterpart.

"Look, hurry up..."

Broiled by a hot gaze, Ren finally gives in flips his body on the bed.

"Well Ugh. How are you?"

"Knock."

I glanced at the blanket tent stretched in my groin, and the beautiful woman leaked a deliberate moan by jumping up her shapely brow.

Fine fingers stretched gently, gently stroking the young man's ichimotsu, who became red in disgrace. The desire accumulated with the breast massage only freaked out and reacted with it.

A licking handle ascertains the form of anger. Just the irritation that can't even be called such a caress fills the whole body with paralyzing joy.

I looked down at her satisfactorily like that, and the fleshy lips of a beautiful woman said.

"Did you get craved for my tits?

Straight question.

Maria holds a giant fruit with her other arm, highlighting the depth of the meat valley. The cup of black cloth was still all chopped up, and Ren's gaze was fixed as if it had also been glued.

The answer is obvious, but I guess it's an aim to make you give in more by making you say it out of a man's mouth.

(If I lose my desire here easily, I lose my majesty as the Demon King)

What a thought I had for just a moment, but I don't have a stallion or anything that can beat the charm of super giant tits.

"Ha ha."

I had no time to restrain myself and my hands were buried in enchanting white pulp. Rich elasticity and maternal warmth that can be seen even over the brassiere. Ten fingers whisk at will, swimming in the meaty sea with inferiority.

Mummy, mummy, mummy!

"Wait, ha, ah!

(Wow! Too soft! It's going to melt in my hand)

Rub your nose roughly in and enjoy the flexibility of deforming freely according to your palms. I took it off straight to the desire to worship catfish milk with fingertips hitting the front hock connecting the rich two hills.

Prune has rounded skin.

What a dirty pink trajectory my nipples wobbled with rough stripped recoil.

"I'm sorry, but I can't stand it."

"Hih."

Cap your mouth all over the cherry blossom color sprouted at the top of the meat peak. And an adorable scream popped up that was roughly unsuitable for a luscious beauty.