The Reborn Demon King’s Goddess Hunt

- I'm back in the castle torture chamber.

There isn't much time left.

We must join the fallen angel soldiers who are generating a confessional armament as soon as possible and are stopping the Warcraft and the Divine Beast.

but.

Spica, Artemis, Lilith, Gulveig, and me.

Even if I thought about it by the five of us, there was no immediate proposal.

"Mmmm... what's up"

Apart from the Demon King, only a confessional magician can summon a confessional armed.

These are Spica and Artemis, and the three Gulveigs who just woke up to the confessional magician.

It is only by adding me there and culminating in four at the same time that we will have the necessary confessional armament to break the status quo.

Too many warcraft and divine beasts.

And Perchta, the Goddess of the Six Mans.

We need as many confessional armaments as possible to take them down.

Having someone put up with one person and summoning a confessional armed with just the three of them is probably not enough fighting power.

Nevertheless, in a position that allows for simultaneous extinction of the four - this is quite a difficult question.

"Spica, do you have any ideas?

"Huh!? Why are you asking me?

"Because in this, your [lust] records the highest number! [Lust] Eight hundred and eighty strength, now is the time to show it!

I stood up to arouse Spica.

but apparently it was counterproductive.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~! I don't know! Yikes, the four of us at the same time... like we're going to reach... a special position!

Spica remained colorful and blushed, pointing pointy at her.

"Freffrey ♪ It's time to show the strength of the princess to lean on!

"Dirty position beyond the shouldn't butt meat sandwich...... Spica's [lust] should come to mind. Be confident in your [lust]. Come on!

"Mr. Spica. Think about your buttocks while you put them in perspective!

Even if Lilith, Artemis and Gulveig (wearing cat tails) support them, Spica is just ashamed to say "Uh-oh!".

"No more! Because I'm not that kind of a kid!!

It's when Spica swells her cheeks and she's about to finally get stubborn.

"............ Ah!

Like she came up with something, she punched Pong in the hand.

Grab Lilith's shoulder with both hands and start rocking in a gut.

"A butterfly pen that uses the power of a water wheel - apply that!

Then, what is it?

I had no idea, but what a point Lilith seemed to have, sparkling her big eyes.

"Oh I see! Sasu, Mr. Spica!

"With a ritual that cleared up your humiliation, now you're going to get through our crisis!

"Mr. Spica!

"Lilith!"

The two seem to hold each other as they are and make sure they have a hot friendship.

"What the hell is this..."

"Dear Juno, Were those two so close?

As Artemis and I looked at each other,

"Oh, um... what about the buttocks...?

Gulveig looked like he wanted something, with his fingers in his mouth.

- A butterfly pen that uses the power of a water wheel.

From what I hear, that was a ritual a long time ago when I punished those who insulted Lilith.

Memories of helping Lilith hundreds of years ago are deeply engraved in my heart.

But I completely forgot about the ritual that followed.

First we put the sinners in the river, side by side, then we make them stick their asses out.

What we use is a silo thing that couples the water wheel in a row.

The teeth of the water wheel have a 'slap plate' that gets better.

By putting that special waterwheel in the river and rotating it, it is a demonic way of continuing to beat the butts of sinners lined up in a side-by-side row infinitely with batin 'slap boards'.

- Now.

I currently have three butts lined up.

Spica on the right.

In the centre is Gruveig.

And on the left, Artemis.

All three of them stick their asses out and wait to see what I do now or now.

Of course I'm ready.

Take off your pants and underwear and expose your lower body.

Three attractive asses, pretentiously rocking at present -.

My filthy punishment stick is already pointing at the torture chamber ceiling.

"Come on, it's the beginning of the ritual - heh!

I turned up Spica's miniskirt with my right hand.

Unable to hold his hair, he slips his palm into his underwear and makes his ass eagle.

"Hiahhh! Ha... Juno... Uh-oh, ah, ah!... hands, come on, no..."

"Hmm...... Round, warm, crisp touch, shapely ass. Strong enough. And more importantly, the reaction is adorable. Spica, it's a good catfish ass."

He continued, turning up Artemis' long robe with his left hand.

Like Spica, he sticks his hand in his underwear and knocks down his nasty catfish ass.

"Ha! Ah, Master Juno! Mm, mmm...... more rubs please! My stubborn ass...... I dedicate it to Master Juno!

"Ho ho... If you turn this meat into an eagle, your fingertips will bury everywhere. What softness. Artemis, that's meaty!

I moved my hands around.

Spica's ass. I'll put my finger on it and play it puffy.

Grab Artemis' butt meat tightly and shake it left and right.

"Ah, ahhh! Heh... Huh! Juno...... that, no! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Ahhhh... ahhh! Master Juno! Ugh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A duet of sweet whispers echoing indoors -.

Her groin swells further and her extreme blue muscles run.

From the red and black illuminated tip, a clear liquid appeared to stain.

It is Lilith who cheers.

"Oh, Niska * par! Demon King, you're in a good mood. ♪ Mr. Gulveig can't be impatient, too, and let's go for the last meal!

She is entrusted with the progress manager for the whole ritual.

Girls' pleasure sensitivity and mine.

It is Lilith's job to maintain those balances.

It is an essential position for a successful simultaneous culmination of the four.

And at the end, directly in front.

It is a new companion, Gulveig's giant ass.

Short-length monastic clothes are now raised nasty to the waist area.

Rounded see-through underwear is often radical in design.

Even beyond the small fabric, her white skin was perfectly clear...

"Ha, ha... Dear Dana... have mercy on me too!"

Gulveig circles his neck and reminds me.

The look had finally melted into the trout.

I don't think you sexually blamed me until earlier, it's a worldly expression.

"Well, that gap inspires my polar meat water truck...!

"Mmm - Dear Dana, Dear Dana!"

Gulveig started swinging his butt left and right.

A beautifully forged limb is twisting in search of me -.

I accidentally swallowed a saliva at the sight.

I often grab a moist, beautiful ass and rub it......

I was going to lose track of time like this, but now is the time to achieve simultaneous extinction of the four as soon as possible.

Well, it's time to get serious.

"Spica...... we're in!

"What? Hiahhhh! Oh, shit... it's like I'm coming to see you in your room. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Again, I let my demonic right hand dive into Spica's underwear.

No longer waited for the situation.

From here on out, we'll only climb to the top at once!

Slip your fingertips between your butt and not your spica butt......

to......

It's hot there, slightly resistant, but soaked in trout.

I put my fingertips back and forth. Gentle, gentle, so as to tickle the soft skin......

"Ahhh! Juno...... Mm-hmm, ahhh!

Spica sticks her ass out and begins to leak her sweet voice.

"Ahhh... fingers, kindness...... ahhh, Juno...... me, I like this, I don't like it...... kindly cum...... soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Tsupu, tsupu...... tsupu, tsupu, tsupu!

- Good. Spica seemed to like it.

Then it's Artemis.

I keep the sexual action of my right hand and let my left hand penetrate Artemis' peachy border.

"Ahhh! Dear Juno... there I am... Ha, ha! For Master Juno's sake, I've always kept you beautiful. Ooh...!

Muppy......

There in Artemis, it was hotter than Spica. Every time I turn my fingers back and forth, the enduring softness gets tangled up in my skin.

"Ha, ooh... ooh, ooh! Nfu...... Phew! Dear Juno... Enjoy my Secret Garden!!!

Gup, gup, gup, gup!

He gently folded his fingertips and began slightly intense anterior and posterior motion.

In Artemis slutty underwear, her garden approaches full bloom.

Spica was trolling, but Artemis is relatively salacious. Once again, I engraved into my heart that there are quite a few personal differences in a woman's pleasure.

But this time there's another one.

In this state, we must also lead Gulveig to the top.

Of course, I'm going to be expected to reach it at the same time.

And, if so.

The only way to use it is - a fierce and soaring, groin demon guide emperor!!

"Are you ready for your heart, Gulveig?

I ask, feeling a sexual lump on my left and right fingertips.

Her reply is very simple.

"Yes, Master Dana!

Gulveig said he was ready to accept me with a serene face that reminded him of his new wife.

"Well said, Gulveig! Come on, come on!!

"Dear Dana... Mm-hmm!

I sandwiched the sufficiently repetitive Ensign of the Devil between Gulveigh's ass and his.

I've been caught in Artemis' stiff milk before.

This is the butt version.

Obscene ass meat hot dog -.

I named myself after this formation, and I started waving back and forth.

"Ahhh, ahh! Dear Dana! Dear Dana!!

Soon Gulveig begins to whisper.

But this is the one who wants to raise his voice.

Anyway, her soft giant ass is squeezing my rod from left to right by squeaky, plenty of butt pressure!

If you move back and forth in a state of oppression - it is already a paradise on the ground.

"Fugu... Ugh, Gulveig...!

"Ahhh! Hih, ah... Ah, ah! Da, Dear Dana Ah!!

Poke! Poke! Poke!

I can rub it! I can rub!

"Nho! Da, dana, well, hip-waving uuuuuuuuu! Wow... Guruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

- Winning!!

Already Gruveig is on the road to his limits.

The moment of release is near with me.

Lilith is also in the mood for this.

"Ooh! Your bodies have filled me with magic! One more breath!

She's right, evil magic swells up in the torture chamber.

Bread, bread, bread, bread! Bread, Bread, Bread, Bread, Bread!!

My meat bee thirsts for ejaculation and beats Gulveig's meat drum hard.

"Not with a butterfly pen that uses the power of a waterwheel, but with a butterfly bread that uses the energy of the Demon King, let's finish it together - heh!!

Burning into the common language of pleasure, the four of us also rush up to one “end”.

Gold, silver. Black. And blue.

Four magic powers mix together to create new confessional armaments.

Four voices echoed into the torture chamber...

A second confessional armed "Quadortula" was born into the world.