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Half-elves Fall in Love - Chapter 381

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:11:22 AM


Chapter 381: Emotional Cat Dinnertime [Millil Marone Cute]

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While the Smythson family dining is in the meal, it is turned into a sexual feast place by six naked esthetic cat daughters.

"Huh, ahh, ahh"

Dark-haired Miril, the eldest daughter of three sisters, bathes her face with medium stock spilling from Luna's vagina and heartily accepts this approach to the womb with a sloppy gasp.

Luna stares at the junction while covering her with a six-nine posture, and her eyes are similar. Even my penis is intoxicated by this standing slut sound and sexual smell.

Millil's sister, two orange cat daughters, store plenty of their children in their wombs, and they're amicable down right next to me and Millil they meet.

And.

"Your husband..."

"Nah... penis, frame us too..."

Marone and Cute. The red and sandy cat and daughter who proudly wears my collar pushes each naked body from side to side and invites me.

It's a story I can't imagine being a virgin until two years ago when all these cute daughters are forced to sweetly with your husband.

Drunk by that unusual circumstance, I mark Millil's vagina just like my sisters.

"Millil, I'm getting it out...... Huh!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Catch Millil's hips, ejaculate.

Reproduce without any hesitation.

Feel the sincere agreement of wanting to conceive, to be conceived, in each other's genitals, and fill their genitals with the clouds of desire just as they are.

"Ha-ha-ha... ah-ha-ha..."

Take a breath away from that spray, Millil.

But the covered Luna stretches out her tongue as she misses the salmon that erupts from this gap between her vagina and hers.

"Oh, do... ru, luna"

"I drink Milil's because Azel and the others took my semen"

"Nha, stop... heh"

Luna tilts her face and licks her joints with its crunchy tongue. Though my penis isn't so delicate because it's mostly a root area, Milil, who irritates sensitive labia and clitoris areas with that tongue, won't be a hoarding one.

"Mm-hmm... yum... Andy's, seed juice..."

"Ya stop... Luna, don't be sorry... your husband's, semen... it's the semen you gave me in my womb...!

"Nju, Nju... 'Cause I got sucked too..."

Luna tastes the joints as she tells them to rot.

Marone and Cute rubbing their wet pussies on my arms and hips, on my breasts and Vietnamese, also laugh bitterly when they see it.

"Master... next, it's me or Cute..."

"I want... your husband's, penis..."

The young cats and daughters still seduce me.

Though they are becoming more aggressive on the full moon, they have chosen me as the one to relieve themselves of.

He sends a wandering gaze at me as a joy to be offended so hard, and to have a child.

Then it would be a man to respond.

"Okay...... then, it's from Marone. You get on top. You're gonna wag nasty across my dick."

"Yes... good luck and your husband will be happy..."

When I pull my dick out of Millil, I fall asleep on the spot.

Marone spans over me. Cute sandy hair blocks sight before it can be seen to the end.

"Nha... Nha... Nha..."

Beside the feeling of Marone's vagina slowly swallowing her penis in her lower body, Cute comes close to the remaining face of that youthfulness, spanning my arms like a small body.

Kiss.

Exactly a kid-like kiss. I repeat that several times and when I stretch my tongue it finally moves me to tongue entanglement.

Beyond such a cute heartless approach, Marone diligently rebuilds her hip, which is about to crumble just by putting it in, and begins to smudge my penis with her own vagina.

"Mm-hmm... ha-ha, my lord... my lord, my lord..."

"Ha ha... sorry, dude... Yikes first..."

The collar of the testimony of a female slave sways with two necks.

Ever, a testament that it's mine. A sign of a covenant to dedicate this body to my carnal desire.

Sometimes, I feel like I'm really good. There's nothing so corrupt about being a benefactor of life or a benefactor who has dissolved a lifetime of disabling...

But that's not what I'm thinking right now.

They decided that.

After only being greedy, what do you do when you look weak?

That's not kindness or consideration.

It's just a disappointment that you're a man who can't carry a woman's readiness...

Everyone around me says from the beginning that even if I'm wrong, it can be.

Then let's make a grand mistake.

"Marone... I'll get it out, you too... get pregnant, like Jeanne or Selene...!!

"Yes... let me give birth to a lot... ♪ Master, I love you so much... ♪"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Spraying semen in the midst of Marone's passionate lumbar swing as she dirties her hands with Cute's Love Fluid.

"Huh, ahhh..."

The day I regained my lost leg, my daughter, who vowed to be my possession... responds to ejaculation by expressing that enthusiasm by pressing the mouth of her womb.

It's glossy that some floating gaze wanders through the universe as red hair sticks some on sweaty skin and feels ejaculation in the back of her vagina.

The last remaining cutie offends with a pine leaf collapse.

"Ha, ha, ha... is your husband's, penis... penis"

"That's good, Cute... you're becoming more and more of a dick to me...!

"Ugh... Master, I... Omango, like...?

"Oh, I love it. He's a tight, messy, best slut cock ever."

♪♪

Cute looks the happiest.

Our wrong goodwill to ask how you usually don't delight a woman, but still dare to whisper.

My penis ravages Cute's still unfamiliar vagina meat. Scratch out the love liquid and rub this smell stained with lots of body fluids for many.

By then, Azel and Rizel had also risen from the aftertaste, and their faces had been filled by the smell of semen overflowing from each other's groins. Marone loosely turns her fingers to stir her own groin full of semen as she watches inadvertently ravage Cute on the wall.

Even in such a frenzied orgy, the Angelos are usually eating to stir up another sense of unreality.

... but I guess all of these nights are going to be one of my everyday routines.

As long as I keep going, that's the future picture.

"Cute... Cute, let's go... Kids, pour in muzzles!

"Ahhhh... come on... your husband ahhh..."

Sweet Cute voice. Among them, they call me "your husband" with a loving voice, and I ejaculate, feeling the joy of running billy on my back and neck.

"Eek, cutie......!!

"Funya ahhh..."

A ponytail of sara desert sandy colour ripples to the top.

Slowly pulling his penis out of the open cube, he still overflowed his groin in an undesirable amount of semen.

After a tour, I take a seat to try to eat again.

"Don't keep eating flat in such a squid smell often..."

I don't think it would be strange for me to lose my appetite, to be honest, because I smell myself, like Angelos or Mr. Deane in a form that just keeps being smelled of other people's acts.

"Hmm? If I were you, Andy's semen would look good on bread or soup."

"Angelos. Stop saying things that make food crude"

"Wow, if I were Andy's semen too..."

"Aurora doesn't stick together, either."

Angelos' perverse progression may go in a hell of a direction if we don't put a tooth to it somewhere, while Aurora also rushes against anything. I'm a little nervous.

"Well, even though I knew this would happen... you're still bottomless. Andy is. I'd be surprised to see you around."

I say with a bitter laugh, Mr. Deane. It helps a little not to be in the kinky coalition.

"I guess this isn't going to calm you down yet, so it's still going on,"

"Well, I'm going to focus my efforts on the three female slaves. Responsible."

Talking about that, I finally got my knees going without Millil freed from Luna's vagina sucking attack.

"Ahhh..."

"Hmm?"

"I'm talking about that...... wow, can't you make me a female slave too!?

Millil with an extraordinary determination in her eyes.

I'm totally naked, but I get a little barometric.

"Oh, no..."

What an answer, Mr. Deane, who sees me chilling a little and then opens his mouth instead.

"Millil. You will be excited at the full moon. Not much momentum on the spot to say things. Basically, being a female slave means living in this cold polka all the time, right?

"Wow, I know... but I..."

"Normally, even as it is now, Andy will conceive you, and sometimes Andy will go to offense when he returns over there"

"What... I knew I wanted to be your husband's thing!

"... let's see"

"Aren't you quick to convince me to give up!?

"If you don't like it, you can say no."

…………

It would be a sad saga of a man who can't say no if such a beautiful and capable cat daughter told him to "enslave me".

(cont 'd)




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