Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

I introduced Jesus to Ichu, Shirley and Sharon.

The three gave a light greeting to Jesus, and Jesus returned it as well.

The upward and downward relationship between these three and Jesus is very subtle.

At mealtime, now that Jumel is not independent, me and Jumel will eat together.

The seating order sits in the order of me, Jumel, Urge, Ichu, Shirley and Sharon.

First I eat, then Jumel eats, then Wolge eats. When Urji grows up in the summer, Jumel and Urji will be eating together.

And at the end of the day, Ichu, Shirley, Sharon start eating.

If Lucci dowries me to this, I will sit between me and Jumel, I will eat, Lucci will eat, and there will be no problem.

But Jesus will be sitting between Ichu and Urji.

Whether to feed Jesus and Ichu together or separately will be my extraction.

This has to be determined in view of the compatibility of the four, and thus the skill of the owner is tested.

I put Jesus in Pao and took the rope off my arm.

Jesus knelt and mouthed to the ground.

And when I put out my right arm, I stuttered on its back. Then when you put out your left hand, you mouth it to the back of your left hand, you put out your right foot and you mouth it to your right foot, you put out your left foot and you mouth it to your left foot.

Dowry (Yes) as a slave wife in this house. And it's a ritual of admission as a slave wife.

At the end of the day, I kiss Jesus' lips and this ritual is over.

Jesus became the slave wife of this house.

At the end of the ritual, I put the three women in Pao and let them do their chores.

I'll finish taking care of the horse and go back to Pao.

Jesus and the three of them are doing their chores while they chat amicably.

There seems to be no particular problem.

At dinner that night, I had Jesus and Ichu eat at the same time.

It was night and they all went back to their paos.

It was just me and Jesus and we looked at each other.

I sat in a limp and pounded my knee a couple of times.

"Come."

In one act of the night, the softness of a big butt where Jesus gets up and sits his body between my legs hits my stuff.

In front of me is the back of Jesus' head.

stroke his cut hair down to his shoulder.

All meadow women only grow their hair to this position.

In the south, women seem to stretch their hair to the shoulder blades and around their hips.

I take my hand from under my armpit and untie the front of my chest.

Wife, slave wife, it's a cute act either way.

The string came off and a big chest came out, so I lift it from the bottom.

"Ah."

Jesus raised a small voice.

Rather, he caresses his chest with strength.

Tits were pushed by various sisters besides Lynn and Shirley Sharon during the water bath and by the women who were coming to the water bath.

That softness filled me with happiness.

But now I'm doing whatever I want with my own tits.

Move it like you want me to, and your chest moves just like that.

Soft meat tangled around my fingers irritates my hand.

"Oh, my lord, oh"

Jesus is raising his voice that seems lonely.

My fingers peek through Jesus' milk wheel.

Every time I write a circle, Jesus trembles pickly.

"Does that feel good to you?

"Oh, hi, my husband"

Apparently, Jesus' breasts are very sensitive.

Or you're good at my technique, no, I've never caressed you with my chest... not acting, right? I want to think so.

I stuck my nipples with my index finger.

There he stood up stiff and claimed himself.

"Oh, there, it feels good.

"Right."

I enjoyed the sound of Jesus lifting his stiff, pointy nipples over and over again.

When I play my nipples with my index finger, Jesus sounds comfortable.

Several caresses frightened Jesus' body.

I want to have fun and make it sound more jesus, but I've protested that my stuff should go faster already.

Jesus would be feeling the pressure on his butt from my stuff that made him a ginger.

"Yes, let's get started."

"Yes, sir"

Jesus stood up and stood before me.

And I grabbed the end of my clothes.

But I'm not going to take it off.

"Um, your husband"

"What?

"Your husband didn't confirm, but, uh, don't be disappointed.

That said, Jesus lifted his clothes up and took them off.

I took my clothes off and convinced myself when I saw Jesus naked.

No hair.

The crack in Jesus was a beautiful crack with no hair at all.

"Um, I'm sorry. You're childish, aren't you, my husband? Me, your mother, and your sister weren't growing up, and that."

How about that! I accidentally looked at cancer.

Pimp daughter, it's all right if it's not the best, if it's hairy, if it's all grown up or not at all.

"Jesus, you don't have to apologize. Let's get started."

Jesus' face changes brightly. Sleep on the fur, spread your legs wide and raise your arms up.

Yes to the position of the dog.

I take off my jacket and expose my body.

"Your husband's flesh... it's nice.

Jesus looked at my chest plate and abs with a grumpy face.

The face is dyed red and in love.

I'm a little happy.

In my previous life, I got naked in my upper body in the studio with one of Pin O Zhuang O and Nakao Kin O. I heard a woman scream in abundance.

It's been a recess for almost a week that the only body I've ever worked out in pain was screaming.

Take off your clothes and expose my stuff.

"Master, it's too splendid. Oh, this is important for me to be a woman... and a mother."

"It's not such a big deal, come on, I'm going to have the first time of Jesus now, okay?

"Yes, make me a woman. Let me be my mother.

I touch the crack of Jesus lightly.

Wet, open up there, grab my stuff and get in position.

My stuff breaks into Jesus' vagina when I put my strength into my hips.

"Oh, uh, there he is, I'm not. It's okay. Keep going.

The moment he tried to stop at Jesus' "was there," Jesus continued his words as he distorted his face.

My father tells me to pierce my first opponent at once rather than prolong him.

I grabbed my hips with my hands with guilt for the look on Jesus's face and he inserted my stuff to the deepest point.

My stuff hits the bottom of Jesus.

I didn't go all the way into the little Jesus, but I pierced the first testimony of Jesus.

Jesus' vagina is tightening my stuff up with a cunt.

That pleasure pushes me up deep inside my body.

"Now I could really be your husband's slave wife, but let me be your mother properly.

The word stopped.

I didn't move at all and ejaculated straight into my vagina.

"Ah, hot"

Nature and my stuff shriveled when I felt sorry for myself for ejaculating (being) with little movement and no satisfying Jesus.

I'm kind of weak. It's not disgusting, it's a comfortable dalliance, but I don't have enough strength to do it again.

Pull things out of Jesus' vagina. A liquid mixed with white semen and blood spills from the crack of Jesus.

"Oh, no body."

Jesus brings a cloth that closes his legs squishly and wipes his body up.

Jesus wiped my body first, then the floor and finally his own body.

I watched Jesus finish wiping his body without clothes on.

A duvet connected the fur that Jesus had left on the side of his nostrils after wiping it.

I held Jesus and meditated my eyes intact.

Jesus burst lightly into my chest, surprised at how awesome he was, but soon he went quiet.

The feeling of human skin for a long time was most pleasant.