The door to Anz's bedroom in the castle closes.
Turn around where Borolk tried to attract Anz and close the door key.
"Wait till you close the key already"
"Ha."
Borolk responds with an unscrupulous smile, laughing at Anz's angry voice as well.
Anz gave up half the time saying that there was no delicate part of this area for the meadow man.
Anz thought it would be a good thing for the kingdom to strengthen its connection to the meadow, and with that, to marry herself to a leading man in the meadow.
Anns thinks it's normal to give it back to the kingdom because kids and happiness gave Augusto plenty to taste.
With the door locked, Borolk placed his hand on his shoulder to attract Anz as he walked over to the center of the room.
I could see the fever in Anz's body over the act.
(I have Augusto...)
I was just surprised by the power of the man for the first time in a while, and Bololk put more effort into attracting more to Anz, who shook his head with that in mind.
The heat that dwelt in Anz's body gradually became hot.
A hand resting on Anz's shoulder lowered and held his chest tightly.
I can see that the body heat gets even hotter.
"You've grown a lot colorful."
"Mm, please don't grip me so rough. How many years has it been?"
My heart isn't just ringing a little faster, but my body doesn't stop lighting. While confused by its unnaturalness, Anz deposits his body with Borolk's body.
"They don't want to talk, but this is the kingdom."
Anz meditated his eyes and pointed his mouth as he was about to fall into the sensation that he was no longer himself if he did nothing more.
"Okay. I like it."
Borolk raised his jaw only slightly from the height difference and put his lips over Anz's lips.
Borolk also doesn't fail like a beginner's teeth and teeth bump because he has spoken several times in the ritual of his slave wife.
But Borolk is also surprised that Anz's tongue licked his own lips, pulling his face off.
"What's up?
"No, surprise me."
"Weren't you used to it? Now I'll tell you what the real mouth is."
I see the part where I can win, and Anz doesn't let him get away with putting his hand over his hand grabbing his own chest with a glossy smile, drawing Borolk's face with his other hand.
Still thinking his body is unnaturally hot, he takes the lead like this, and in an attempt to take the lead in his normal life as well, Anz strikes Borolk with a mouthful of tongues planted in Thoughts Augusto.
Borolk, who was a freshman at first, gradually got used to mouthing and enjoyed mouthing with Anz.
And then he pulled out just a little bit of his right hand, which was grabbing his chest, and started rubbing gently.
Anz's body gets even hotter on his chest rubbed to draw a slow circle.
The body heat was giving Anz more sensitivity than usual.
His face and face split apart and he pulled Anz toward the bed with just a few floats of heat.
"Is this a good bed?"
He usually sleeps on the floor, a bed he slept in a few times before when he came to the kingdom, but Bololk sinks his hands into the bed remembering the old days, saying it's a better one than that.
"I'll take it off...... I just wanted to say, how do you get these clothes off the kingdom?
……
Anz returned nothing to Borolk's words. It's been a long time since I've been pushed down by a bed and I haven't had a voice.
"Does this woman take it off herself, too? Or can I just rip it and let you take it off?
"Oh, no, yes, pull both ends of the string behind your neck"
Borolk woke up Anz just a little bit to Anz's instructions, and untied his neck, as he was told.
"The other strings behind you do the same."
From before he was told, Borolk untied the back of his clothes one after the other.
"Please pull forward"
When Borolk pulls his clothes as he was told, then the upper body part falls out.
It is a piece type of clothing so it is caught in the waist area, but it was also pulled downstairs because Anz floated his butt and it was immediately removed.
Anz had his whole body lit bright red with only his chest patch and underwear.
Borolk slowly moved his hands with his hands on top of Anz's chest.
Fixed to the chest, Borolk stared firmly at Anz as he felt its softness in his hands.
(Weird. I can't believe you feel this way, Dear Augusto...)
Anz turns away from Borolk's face as he refuses to feel his face distorted by the movement of his hand.
But Borolk keeps rubbing Anz's chest as if to bruise Anz's resistance like that.
"You're feeling it, aren't you? We're a couple now, so you can honestly feel it."
"Funya, but"
"Was my previous husband a good man? I'm not asking you to forget, but still, look at me, too."
Anz felt his previous disrespect for the words.
Anz was staring at Borolk and trying to feel Borolk's hand.
The unnatural lighting that Anz was feeling had a reason (and therefore).
Long ago, in a magical experiment with Jumka, I did an experiment of applying just a trace amount of fire magic to humans to raise their body temperatures.
Let the three slaves do the same work, before they go to sleep, do nothing. Raise your body temperature just a little bit. Raise your temperature just a little bit. I did.
Five days later, the physical recovery of slaves, who only slightly increased their body temperature, was remarkably good.
He concluded that a trace amount of magic would be good for health recovery enough to increase body temperature by just a trace amount.
The magic was studied in Longa and quickly became known because it could be done with trace amounts of magic.
Seeing that the young slave wife who came to Borolk's house was tired with less strength and a borolk night opponent, Borolk was doing her that magic.
But Bololk studied his condition by applying it to his wife and all his slave wives at night, when he realized that the magic of raising his temperature would improve his sensitivity.
It was during the time he was headed to his bedroom that Anz had his magic flown to Borolk and his temperature was raised to a trace amount.
As soon as Anz's chest is removed and his nipples are picked by Borolk's fingers, a sweat erupts from Anz's body and a whisper is raised from his mouth.
"Good voice."
"What, this, Amen"
Cum, cum, bololk overflows with a grin as he watches Anz get his nipples slapped and his body twisted.
He pulled the string next to his underwear off with his hands on his hips after being fierce at times and scorching at times to further elevate the anz.
Anns was also prepared that this time had finally come. Nothing. I don't hate Borolk. It's where I was caressed, inserted and seen by Augusto many times.
However, the shame of Bololk not being able to say that he saw the crack was rising.
And Anz remembered his behavior with Augusto and also found his body hurting.
I found my throat snarling when Borolk took it off and the thing was exposed.
My body reacted abruptly when I allowed myself to feel a little bit.
Anz panicked as he watched Borolk as he waited for the insertion and was turned upside down by Kurli.
(Oh yeah, this is how I could insert it into my wife from behind)
My body ached even more when I panicked but soon calmed down.
Borolk grabbed Anz's ass and lifted it up just a little bit, wetting his stuff into Anz's wet, and inserting it into his vagina with momentum intact, destined for an open crack.
"Mm-hmm."
To Bololk's fierce insertion, Anz raised his jaw and turned his body back.
Long time feeling, and long time heat. It's not like my previous husband. But Anz's body trembled at the sensation of hot domination of her vagina.
"Hot, ripe vagina."
"Don't tell me, oh"
…… You're a good woman. "
"Yes?"
To Bololk's words, Anz looked strange with his face toward Bololk.
"This is how many women who have husbands before and think about them always say about their previous husbands in the first act. But you don't say what you want."
"Naturally. You're my husband now."
"Ha, I wanted to teach you more and more thoroughly about me. Let's go."
Borolk said that and grabbed his hips so hard that his fingers stuck them in, he screwed his stuff into Anz's vagina.
Anz swings at the prick. Grab the bed hard.
In response to Anz's tremor, Anz's vagina honestly clung to Bololk's stuff.
I can also wield Bololk stuff on that move, and Bololk pulls his hips hard and screws it even further.
In and out of the fierce, Anz felt his face buried in the bed as he salivated out of his mouth, and Borolk ravaged to dominate.
When he was ejaculated from Bololk's stuff into Anz's vagina, Anz pulled out of his hand, which he was powering.
But Borolk didn't stop with that.
Still hard stuff begins to ravage further into the back, and Anz grows even louder with confusion and comfort.
As a couple with Augusto, he had plenty of caress, but because of Augusto's age, he only had one insertion and vaginal discharge.
But Borolk is a little middle-aged, though in front of him, and he's still not weakened.
In that third ejaculation, Anz fainted without being able to think about anything.