The Reborn Demon King’s Goddess Hunt

This is a dream. It must be a dream.

Confront the girl named Nameh as she speaks to her own heart.

Not to mention, the girl is naked.

It's immature to call it a female body, but I can't even say enough about it - it's in such shape as a cramped space of insanity.

Sleek legs.

Slightly rounded hips.

Via a a meaty thin creased waist, my gaze was set on exquisitely sized milk *.

"Hmm..."

* The neck faces up with the tung, * the colour of the ring is also very thin.

It would be delicious.

……

Girl tipped her neck at me as I continued to sneeze * * with my right hand.

My semi-long hair flows sarally and my deep colored eyes capture me straight.

"... there, you're gonna be so big..."

Say it, the girl's approaching.

Is it curiosity that dwells in its eyes?

"Wait. You..."

Step by step, * * * * * while continuing, activate the demonic eye of the hearing.

[Name] Names

[Gender] Female

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[Race] Human race

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[Age] I * years old

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[Lust] One, seven.

Apparently, it's a real name.

No, wait. What do you mean, really? Names are two year old babies though!?

"Damn...... too much blood in my lower body to spin my head!

Because of this, my consciousness becomes blurred and sumptuous.

In inverse proportions, dirty long swords get longer and longer......

"Oh, calm down, Juno the Demon King. This is a dream. It's a dream!

- No, that would be bad!

"So I subconsciously recognized the name as a sexual object?!? No matter how inched and insatiable you are, how about that!

Exactly me stopping fleshsword smudging, holding my head with both hands and distressing.

But I don't mind the name.

"This way, it feels good...?

"Noooo!?

The name that stood right in front of me started using both hands to exercise back and forth on the Long & Long Sword!

Small, limp named hands.

Every time I get moistened, a stuck tip on the bread rubs against her soft heso...... a lot...... good.

"... wow. In my hand, it gets bigger and bigger..."

With no expression, Nameh's gaze nailed to my lower body.

This pleasure - you really mean it's a dream!?

The suspicion behind the brain is filled with pleasure, though.

A paralysis ran up the back of his waist, and a sweet comfort rushed up.

Match both hands of your name, and keep your hips back and forth this way too.

She looked up at me,

"Does this feel good? Awesome, nasty face......"

It prompts me to fire with pale verbal blame.

"Ahhh... we're out!!

- And when you declare it.

"Hands, I'm tired..."

My God, Name let go of both hands.

- Not intentionally.

There is no inch suppression ritual intent, it just seems to have gotten tired of scratching.

but this is hard!

"Nooo, uhh...! He said he was one more piece of shit...!

Shoot *, release, * turbid fireworks.

All I can think about is releasing it anymore.

"Awesome face...... * * I see..."

My name hugged me to see if my hands were tired.

The rod is gently compressed with a slippery belly, and that alone * * * * will do so.

"Hey...... It feels good to me too… tell me."

It became obsessive and Nameh said so in a flat tone.

"Spica, Artemis, everyone else... seemed so happy to feel good about you... I want to go through it too..."

"Mi, you mean you were watching!?

"Yeah. Even when Lilith and Perchta, hold on..."

- Is that what you mean?

The night the three of us played nudist beach, the sign I felt behind my back was apparently a name.

... Wait, wait, wait!

If this is to be a dream, would you have dreamed of it then too!?

"Kuh...... I can't get my thoughts together. Now anyway, I need to think about turning too much blood into my lower body, into my brain!

All I need now is to shoot with a name.

Luckily she seems to be looking for pleasure too, and if this is a dream, there's nothing wrong with it!

- The conclusion is, I got it.

"Yuku, name it!

Along with the hanging of the battle, I reached for her milk *.

"Ho ho. This is quite..."

It is the most delicate softness in the world that passes on to the palm of the hand.

It feels like moist, snowy, beautiful skin will suck on you more often -.

Phew... Munyu... Yayu...

This size feel fits perfectly in the palm of your hand.

The more you rub, the more you can enjoy both pleasure and relief. Exactly what we should call good *.

- But.

…………

Oh, my God.

The name of the day tells me that she's been tasted with milk * by me, but she's got no expression on her face.

I look up at this one with my awakened eyes, and there is no leaking my voice or blushing my cheeks.

"Neme, Neme.... What do you think?

"... I don't know"

"Kee, it doesn't feel good...?

"... I don't know"

"Nah!?

* * As I continued to tease, I heard a crack in my heart.

That's [lust] seventeen.

[Lust] Unlike the 880 spikas, they don't seem ready to embrace pleasure yet.

Never.

Say no.

It's not like I'm a jerk. ……… and I want to believe.

So I got excited.

I repeatedly tickled, licked and shaved my name's * * instead of just rubbing it.

I can try to pinch it and clink it, play it at my fingertips, and also exchange sweet bites.

Even so.

………… Hey...... this, you still going on?

Names used to be Kyoton.

Of course, there is no * * * moisture.

"Nu, gu, gu, gu!

I bit my back teeth.

I don't care about my shooting anymore.

As demon king, as one male, you can't just back off like this......!

- If you use a demonic tune, the peak is probably momentary.

But that's out of the way.

The weapons to be used here should be limited to the sexual techniques that you have cultivated.

Along with the spirit of honesty and horny, I figured out the next way.

"... I can't believe I don't even know this. I can't...?... like everyone else, happy faces... I wonder if I can't be..."

Names that leak whispers.

With no expression, I could see the colour of discouragement there.

So I tell her.

"Don't be dramatic, Nameh. In the name of the Demon King, I will surely lead you to the summit. So lie down, on your back. And put pillows under your hips."

"... ok"

As he was told, Nameh threw his body out onto the bed and laid a pillow under his waist.

"If milk * is unresponsive, it's the only place left!

I moved to Nameh's feet. Put your hands behind her knees and let her legs open to the left and right.

It is, nevertheless, an amusement exchange.

"... is this what you want?

When Lilith demonstrated the exchange of amulets, she used that expression. Again, this girl is named after herself.

- It is a dream, a certainty.

Nod to Names,

"Mm-hmm. I'm pretty sure. But what I'm going to do to you now..."

With that said, I turned to the base of her legs.

"What...... What do you do?

Thin legs tremble.

This is the first time my heart has swayed.

"My tongue technique, taste it!

I made mucosal contact with a perfectly closed name door.

Chu...... Ray......

Mouth first.

Then he moves his tongue left and right, adding a stimulus that plays the crack.

- The effect immediately appeared.

"Ah..."

The name rang his throat slightly.

A thin body trembles slightly, showing signs of comfort.

Winning - heh!!

I stretched my tongue further and tried to slip it into * * *.

Wave your tongue into small pieces, with a glowing * * respect for the meat.

"... Eh, ah... This... Something's wrong..."

Nameh tries to close her legs, but it's not me who allows that.

I put my strength into both hands and let them keep going.

Lick.

Tickle.

Let them interrupt.

Slutty, rambling tongue tips steadily open closed name doors......!

"Ahhh... ahhh... Hey, what... this. Back of my stomach, it's numb... again, it's hot no..."

The number of namesakes has increased.

She moves her little ass and tries to escape the stimulus, but I won't tolerate this either.

Predict the butt movement and catch up almost no-time.

As a result, the tongue tip caress continues.

Without prejudice to the heightened sensuality, I will invite Nameh to the other side of the White Peak...!

"Uhh, uhh... Ahhh, hih...!

The name opens her mouth wide and her wheezy voice doubles.

Plus she grabbed the sheets with both hands and began to turn her hips.

I look up.

"Sung-sung... get lost... Kukukuku, it's a name. You're starting to smell sweet and sour, huh? Chubby, chubby...... And I'm starting to feel a taste other than my saliva."

Nameh wakes up slightly and stares at her lower body dementia.

"Awww... ha, ha... Wow, me... wet, are you?

"Exactly. Your body, like everyone else, enjoys pleasure."

"Oh, yeah... what..."

"Mm-hmm. So there's nothing to be depressed about. Taste this sensation with all your heart and feel me and feel safe at the end of further pleasure."

Nameh's eyes open wide.

"Ahhh... lying, right? Does this make you feel better...?

"I'm not lying. Everyone is smiling happily ever after by savoring it.... What do we do? You want some?

To that question...

"Huh."

Nameh nodded cocklessly.

Tongue moves, resume.

I buried my face in her groin and finally let the blame unfold fiercely.

Tickle open left and right flaps!

Insert your tongue deep into the warm part inside!

"Ha... ahhh! Hih... ugh!

Each time, Nameh returns an adorable response for the first time.

The sweat grew and made my hips twist more and more often.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Something's going on! I'm scared...!

Nameh is crooking her brow in the slices as she jumps up her hips and claws ahead as the bridge goes.

Still, my attacker won't let go.

In the middle of a sexual fountain, he spinned his tongue. While adding strong compression so as to remove the meatloaf!

"Uh-oh! Ah, so, I'm out! Hey, there's something out there!

Where did Names go that was faceless?

Now she is bored by the pleasure of her sexuality and reddening her face violently.

"Don't be afraid, Nameh. Leave yourself to comfort and let your consciousness fly white!

"Nku...... Ugh! So... but whoa!

"Don't worry. Until the last minute, I'll see to it. Don't regret it, it's the biggest climax!

"... Ugh, yeah, okay... If you will look...!

Come on, shall we go with the finale?

I set my sights on a certain point as I continued my tongue movement.

It is the nasty * * * * * of the name, already exposed from the foreskin.

That part, which glowed softly with saliva and love fluid, was clearly bulging due to the blood it had gathered.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yike, Yike, Yike, Yike...!!

At a time when the name gave off a real whisper.

Cali -.

I took a sweet bite of her.

"Nhiaaaaa.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Bushhhhhhhh!!!!

Jumping hips.

Splashing sweat.

An extravagant salt splash hit me in the face!

My eyes! My eyes!

- And I would have wandered around. If you're a regular person.

But I'm the Demon King.

This flesh, created by Lilith, shall not be frightened by the tide.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

Names that lie in bed with no strength and hips hiking and trembling.

Lean on her and embrace that body.

"Hmmm......!

Then, what do you think?

No matter how much he touched his body, the name was unresponsive, which leaked a troubling voice.

……

He also seemed surprised by this. He is crushing his mouth: 'Now I…'.

I reached out and took my bedside hand mirror.

Reflecting is, of course, the face of the namesake.

My own face in a hand mirror...

The name blinked.

"This, me...? Me, such a face, do... It's a troll, eh... Wow, you look happy..."

Words broke off and a large amount of tears seeped into Nameh's eyes.

As I blink, my bimuscular Shizuku slides off my reddish skin.

"Well done. That's great."

I stroked my head with my left hand, holding her with my right hand.

Names accepted it without any resistance,

"Oh, yes, but... Shh, wow, that felt good..."

She smiles crying and leans on me.

"I, too, could... I, like everyone else, have a happy face..."

Me, happiness......

Twinkle with a small voice - after all, she began to take a nap.

"Oh boy. I want to wash my eyes one more time... well, okay"

Let's hang out with Nameh tonight.

I hold her back and close my eyes slowly.

On the plush I feel on my arms, with a deep sense of dignity...

The next morning.

I felt the light shooting through the window, and I woke up.

"Right, what's the name?!?

I also forget to rub my sleepy eyes and look next door.

but there.

"Mm-hmm... munya. Dana, well..."

I only have a happy sleeping gurveig.

"So what the hell..."

Get out of bed, the table behind you on your way.

It's the basket on there.

When you take your rough gaze down,

"Zzzz..."

On a cushion laid in a basket, Nameh was resting in peace.

I stare at it, rub my eyes and check again, then I leak a sigh of relief.

"After all, was I a dream..."

That pushes my guilt, but I tried not to be conscious.

Gently, reach for the basket.

stroke Nameh's cheek with his fingertips,

"You go through your life. Find someone you love, convey love to each other until you feel comfortable, and please be happy...... I really want you to be happy."

I left it to the love smell that gushed in my chest to say those words.

Then, what do you think?

"Hmmm......"

Sleeping, Name came back to grip my fingertips.

Weak, weak, unreliable.

"Grow Healthy... Names"

What did I look like at this moment?

The edge of my sight - my mouth was reflecting on the window, but I panicked and turned away.

It doesn't look good on the Demon King.

He glances at the baby, and he smiles softly, etc. -.