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

"Ha, ha... Teme, what the hell are you doing?

"My body's getting hot, dude, I can't help it."

My brown daughter is flirtatious with too much tantrum. It's a dangerous foothold that rolls down the ramp, and I'm still walking over to beat Len up.

"'Shackles of the Witch Queen'"

Just one word, the youth squealed like that and the two fell and fell on the floor.

The wrists as narrow as squeezed, the ankles, are filled with wooden shackles at some point. It didn't even come true to stand free and the girls just twisted their fruitful limbs like potato worms.

"Well."

A dark elf with silver-haired ponites who tried to cut a thousand chi x po, which is particularly disturbing among the two of them.

Before that beauty, distorted by remorse, Ren lowered back doka with a dignified attitude.

"Hey, what's up?"

She was poked at a strawberry that smelled hot as it was about to burn, the girl said as musty.

"Cecil, was it? Well, let's just have it licked."

"Huh!? You don't make me smell like that. You don't fucking lick me! Even Atashi is a warrior. I'm ready to die, even if they threaten to kill me!

The young man is surprised to think she's just a charlatan and unexpectedly boney. If you think in spiritual integrity, rather, there is the protagonist, this one is the enemy of the most evil outrageous.

But it's the protagonist thought that makes it an effectivefaceted threat. It is.

"If you don't like Cecil, I won't let you. Instead of killing him, I'm not even going to scratch one. If you can't get me to lick it, just ask the big one over there to take your place"

"Nah! Dastardly......! Okay, I get it. You have to say it! Instead, don't put your hands on Emma!

"I promise."

Of course it is a lie.

I have no hand in keeping my limbs in captivity and not indulging in those boobs. He just seems to be fainting lightly right now, so I'm just keeping him calm for a while.

"Come on, come on."

Push your erection against your pompous, fleshy lips and distort the beautiful red line. The noble lady warrior was shaking her shoulders in humiliation, but at last she purposefully shook an ugly chunk of meat.

The oral mucous membrane snuggles onto the turtle head, and Ren groans unexpectedly at the warm pleasure.

"Ku...... yes, fine, its in good shape"

"Are you sure you want to, Juppo, oh, dusty, oh, I don't know, change."

A clever tongue that speaks but performs a fella can carefully salivate from the geese neck to the crack of the bell mouth. The tip of his tongue was ridden with a slightly crunchy grain, which ran with a feeling of freaking hips, especially when he was licked up his back muscle.

"Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Cecil seemed like a companion of his own, and he really enthusiastically served the meat stick. Teeth that have bitten ferociously are now grown up, too, so that only minimal contact is made with meat bars.

The two creases worn on her cheeks are a testament to the girl's enthusiasm for fertility. He finally followed the brown leopard and made her obey like a kitten. Ren was intoxicated by the sweet sense of conquest. The grudgingly upbeat also rather only increased its excitement.

(No, that's a good view. I kind of feel like I've been losing something important as a person lately, but that's so great that I don't care)

Natural and reverse heart-shaped buttocks are puddled because of oral pornography with hands restrained and faces buried in the groin. The tightening by the string bread was fatty and rather accentuated the tense flesh feel of brown skin.

And if you put your gaze back in front of you, the beauty distorted by your anger, and the breasts that are sandwiched behind you on the body and on the floor and spread with Muni, can be accommodated at a glance.

Ren was delighted by the unparalleled sight of the man.

"Look, if you don't do it harder, I'll have Emma replace you."

"You scumbag... stay with me! Gyupo, jyubububu"

Raising and lowering her fleshy lips, Cecil made a meat service to her male roots like she played even with a vertical whistle. However, it is not only the beautiful tone or the like that emanates from the edges of the lips, but also the slutty, sticky water sound and the saliva that emits a sweet and sour scent.

Even if your beautiful face is tainted by your own covetousness, you are not even allowed to wipe it with your hands. Proud dark elves were simmering their bowels back to a beastly inferior treatment.

(If you're one Atashi, you're ready to be killed, and I'll cut you a thousand pieces... damn, if you take Emma hostage, I can't help you...!

With an enthusiastic fellatio that rocks the entire head, the proud silver-haired ponytail has miserably swept the floor.

The most regrettable thing is that even in this situation, you are draining your love fluids from the flesh. After that pink light, my core hurts and I can't help it. The horny smell of my penis, which should stink and be irresistible, somehow paralyzes the base of my nose comfortably.

(Damn it, damn it! Why is Atashi so excited in such a humiliating state)

Flesh masses that push the mouth wide overflow with clear juice from the mouthpiece ahead. It even felt like a sweet honey to the body offended by the horny devil's horny instincts.

Even if the shackles no longer disappeared, she might have spontaneously continued to shave. Crawling her tongue with necessity on a straw of meat, Selina continues to devour the running juice.

"Damn, if they suck so much...... damn, I think I'm gonna get out"

Ren can't help but raise her pity for the ejaculatory impulse that swells all the way through the scrotum. He was helplessly elevating the excitement of his erection, as his pristine face swung like he had been hit even with drugs.

The tightening by the rings of the lips and flesh is strong, as if every beat of heartbeat would clog the blood. The corpus cavernosum has swelled to its limits and has even been accompanied by bumps and dull pain.

I have the ability to be stunning, so I have no reason or need to put up with it. Ren unleashes the pleasure accumulated in the accumulation as much as he wants, bubble! and punched the girl in the mouth.

"! Egg! To, bitter, ho!

Blue odor that penetrates the nasal cavity and reaches the brain to the bitter taste of being cleaved off the taste nerve.

Filled in his mouth with ugly mucus that doesn't seem to belong in this world, Cecil spits out a meat stick without hesitation.

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Yikes! Hey, Ma, it's still out! Stop it, on your face...... Ugh!

Still, the ejaculation is uninterrupted, relentlessly staining the beauty with cloudiness. The restrained and irresistible brown girl screamed as she drowned in drooling sarmen juice.

Physical pleasure, caused by an overwhelming amount of pleasure rushing through the urethra. And the treacherous, dark spiritual pleasure of blaspheming silver hair with the obscene seed juice released from the excretory organs, what should also be called the life of a woman.

Ren squeezed out the cloudy liquid until the last drop, shaking his torso with too much comfort.

"Phew, it felt good. Thanks, but you can't let go of your mouth on the way."

It's not like such a rule was set, and there's no downfall whatsoever in Cecil, who ferred as he was told.

But it doesn't matter. Which way Len was willing to reason appropriately and also offend the dark elves of the breast implants from the beginning.

So, Fella's disqualified.

Lift Emma's tight hips and let her munchkin buttocks stick out.

Is she an easy daughter to feel that she will be supremed by the magic of horny and easily passed out? The triangle, covered in pitch-black pubic hair, was painted on a null liquid as if it had been sprinkled in a lotion.

But this is not a lotion or anything, it is an eclectic juice secreted by the fleshshells themselves that are cramped with cracks and cravings. If it was so wet, Naka would be sawdust comfortable. Just imagining it, he angled the muck and swollen meat stick with his left hand again, and Ren set his aim firmly.

"Ma, wait! Do anything! Don't do anything to Emma."

Emma was about to be offended when she finally regained her cloud-covered vision. You must have sworn to heaven.

Ren asked Cécile, crying out loud.

"Heh, anything? Really?"

"Ah, ah."

"If that's the case."

Len slowly weighs in as she fixes her troubled, bracketed hips with her hands and goes to the female genitals that Meat Billa obscenely eats out of.

"Where Emma loses her virginity, take a tour."

The roundabout muscle is pushed and expanded into a rhombus like a diamond on a tramp, swallowing a viciously swollen tortoise head.

Pussy!