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

Sticky clouds were scratched in the meat kettle, and the sound of guchuguchu and foam overflowed from the junction.

"Huh, ahhh! It feels so good, it feels so good! Chi x Po! Chi x Po."

A thick lip spins horny without shame as a maiden. It is not the lipstick that is applied to the lips that exudes elegance, etc., but the saliva of Nuranula that creates lewdness.

The brown female leopard across Ren's waist was drowning in carnal desire, rounding off her dignity as a dark elf. The mucky, flesh-clad buttocks leap, and a fervent hip press rolls out to the young man's diaphragm.

Tayun like a bow! Tayun! and watched carefully the two big balls bouncing, Len said.

"I think it's time for another ejaculation, but don't you have to pull it out? I'm gonna make sure she's pregnant."

"Uh-oh! Oh, I don't care about Hin Hin or anything! Now all I can think about is Chi-X-Po!

My thoughts are completely swinging.

Although it was the poor mouth that wouldn't fix it, Emma was now a complete meat stick slave. The facial muscles are relaxed, like they were hit even with drugs, and the pungent eyes are no longer in focus.

Not in a decent state, but I did it on purpose to herald ejaculation. Without the need or obligation to shy away, Ren relieved herself of the growing pressure with meat roots.

Hot pleasure fills the urethra and bursts with erupting momentum from the bell mouth.

Bubba! Bubba, Bubba, Bubba, Bubba!

"Huh! Come on, Ryu! Hot is all over the womb!

The brown girl raised her voice of joy to a cloudy magma that could be punctured into the womb. Rather, she pulls and spasms an overdeveloped female body into primitive comfort, as if she were even urinating herself.

This is the third time I have exsanguinated, but I still can't seem to be satisfied with the exasperation.

The acme's finish cooled or no, and the erotically decorated, full-bodied body with dripping sweat grains began to hit the hips on the youth again. Pampers and dry sounds burst, and there is a murmur intertwined with it that sways the eardrums.

(I shackled him off his arms and legs, but this wouldn't be a problem at all)

The horny magic will still work, but the less persistent 'fairy curse' isn't surprising when it's time to expire.

However, there does not seem to be a single piece of fighting spirit left in this female warrior.

No, because you've lived stoic as a warrior in an environment full of same-sex, your repressed desires are creating a tremendous recoil now?

"You're a snug slut. If I didn't have the ability to have an affair, I'd be too squeezed to death!

"Because! Damn, stop lighting my body! I can't believe it's broken, I really want some sauce!

The tight lower abdomen depicts a pocky curve, even when pregnant.

Still, they still don't cure the dryness of greedy meatbags. A fully descended uterine mouth drapes a sweet kiss on the turtle head and sprays cervical duct mucus.

And from the periphery of the erection, meatballs twist and push, handling up to squeeze even a drop of seed juice.

"Mocha! Ejaculate!

The cut short hair jumps like crazy, shines silver and cuts the air. Using a supple, forged whole body, the squeeze seemed as if it was even bouncing.

Ordinary etsy is where a woman devotes her genitals, but when she rides, she devotes her whole body.

Trained as a Dark Elf warrior, his body had only been used to serve an enemy named Ren.

"Me, I'm an intruder for once, can I do this?

"Holy shit! Chi, chi, chi, chi!

"... heh. Can you only think about feeling better already? One more shot at that corrupt reward!

He can also stick his hips up from the bottom and swim his erections hard with a crucible of shapeless pleasure.

With massively released semen and a love fluid that kept gushing without withering, the vaginal orifice, which should have been proud of its tightness, was no longer a marshy misery.

Still, it does not fade into the pleasure of the sampling, but rather is increasing.

"Look, Yiku!

"Ha, ha! Come on, come on!

A freshly brewed sarmen in a sperm bag is in pain in search of a turn. From a meat stick filled with heavy paralysis and no longer worked properly except pleasure nerves, it erupted economically with uninterrupted pleasure.

Brrrrrrrrrrrr!

……

Cecil woke up feeling a hot, damp feeling crawling in her groin.

"Jiuru, Chiuru... Oh, Cecil, I'm awake... Oh, dear... Rei"

It was Emma, the silver-haired short girl I was used to seeing, who was burying her face between her thighs.

A shackle eating into his wrist gets in the way, even as he tries to thrust it away in surprise. They also cursed the fairy back, and the free lower limbs didn't move the way they wanted.

"Oh, hey, Emma! What are you doing?

"Don't be rude... I'll make you feel better soon."

Totally ignored even when she raised her protest, and should have been a good comrade of war, she licks and shakes even the flesh cracks hidden in her pitch-black shameful hair.

When they scratched the meat leeches at the tip of their tongues and took the honey that was accumulating, the indescribable paralysis ran through the tight female body.

"Silly! Stop it! Get off me!"

Cecil has an extremely serious and proud personality, although the tone is rough. I prefer clothes with high exposure, not least because they are sexually eloped. Because we can capitalize on the high mobility that is the physical trait of the Elves.

There must be no shame in same-sex humiliation or even feeling of glare. Yet the perineum gets sharp with horny magic, and the back of my lower abdomen hurts cum on its own whenever my shiny tongue goes back and forth.

(Not like this! Oh, my God! How could Emma be like this... Ah!

The girl's eyes captured the mastermind watching lesbian acts a little further away.

"Temee! You used weird magic on Emma! If you want to offend Atashi, then so be it! Don't get this guy involved!

If a pervert does the same thing, I'll kick his ass, but he can't do the same with Emma. It was no other Emma who replied to Cecil, who could roar furiously that it was a cowardly means.

"No, I'm not. Atashi doesn't do magic. It's just... if you know how good it feels, you can't go against him anymore."

"What the hell did you say?"

"Hey Len!

Breast Girl Raises Her Voice.

"If you help me offend Cecil's anal, she'll have sex with you again."

"I promise."

"... what?

Cecil didn't understand the conversation that was going on in front of her.

(Have sex... will you? Well, that's not like you want Emma to be offended! What's this all about? Did you even use brainwashing magic?

To the confused dark elf girl, the arm of a servant sworn by a meat stick stretches out.

"Hih!

The next moment Cecil was rolling colloquially in the depression. Oddly enough, I pose to stick out my tense buttocks, and my cheeks get so hot in shame.

Emma's fingers bury murky in the butt meat wrapped in a musty curve. And he scratched left and right without hesitation, revealing a wet perineum in the drool.

"Get back to your sanity...... ahh!

They look at the horny fissures with their fingertips all the time, and they unwittingly raise their shame. In a body where two shots are overlaid with profanity, you even feel an act that cannot be called such a caress. Cecil's hip rocks on its own in the rush to recruit as she is repeatedly coated with pleasure over and over again.

"Erotic hipster...... looks like he's flirting"

"Ugh, flatter me!

Pointed out unconsciously using the empty hips, Cecil turns red to the tip of her ear.

Enough already, she seems to be having an affair, too. Having so decided, Emma finally decided to let the hole in her destiny fall.