Chapter 460: On The Giant Bed 3 [Naris Knoll]
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Taste Mr. Knoll's womb with a long stroke as he fingers around the vagina of the nalis he's just been in.
Pull it through to the point where it's about to fall out at a slightly slower speed, from there to the mouth of the uterus, and tap it in vigorously.
Zulu, Buchu, and the penis tangled with Naris' love liquid, not hesitating to grab that brown stunning ass, over and over again.
The wide bed revolves around such an entanglement between me and the two women that the female slaves surround them with a lukewarm look as if they were spectacles, sweetening their unstoppable carnal desires.
On a slightly sober spring night, the beauties' passions are comfortable with me everywhere.
"Ha ha... oh, my brother... don't be so, so hasty... more in the back, gushing... eh"
"Yu, fingers...... I don't care if you add another bottle..."
Two people seeking intense affection.
But does Mr. Knoll like to be blamed for the back? Don't be helpful.
"Is Nor a Porcist? "
"I guess I'd prefer to be able to get in deep too... I don't know, I'm happy Andy's getting in deep..."
"I wonder if many people feel shallow."
"Oh, I like shallow places. I don't know what kind of meat potty you have on your butt! It burns like that."
"I... shallow or deep, the... I won't hold any if he gets serious either way..."
It begins to thrive with stories of the depths felt by the female slaves in the gallery.
It's also fun to look sideways at Naia who's having behavioral suspicions about whether she should or should not be in that circle, but not if I'm distracted, too. Just blaming them both at the same time is pretty scathing.
While adding more fingers to groping back in Naris' vagina, hipsters blaming Mr. Knoll also go as deep and as short and fast as they wish.
"Yes, well... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Mr. Knoll becomes obsessed and pushes his hips. That's what it feels like to be a dancer, though, around measuring the rhythm tightly and making sure the reciprocating motion fits perfectly to produce maximum stimulation.
In contrast, Naris seems to feel exquisite pleasure in her fingers vibrating subtly under the influence of my own wobble, making her feel good even if I don't move my fingers intentionally, as she tangles a firm little vaginal leech in my fingers.
It's starting to pace well. Mr. Knoll's vaginal tightening is also comfortable, and I slap the tortoise head hard against the mouth of the uterus in the back of the vagina like a spar.
Make the sister-in-law of a popular dancer and courtier, an extinct beauty, crawl with the same treatment as a slave and beg for her children. My snoring desire to conquer is filled with that fact, and my physical stimulus reaches its climax, and I start draining dirt fluid into her womb as I push my fingers to spread Naris' vagina.
"Ugh... Ugh...!!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."
Brrrrrrr, brrrrrrr, and.
As for the sensation, it is also close to solid, a good semen of iki plots to fertilize in my sister-in-law's womb and rumbles around.
The sense of drainage, or rather the pleasure and accomplishment, spreads from the spine to the root of the ear so much that I feel a little too long myself.
I feel comfortable and narrow my eyes as the warm clouds push my vaginal leeches wide and leak to bounce back into the ballbag.
The illusion of your own colour spreading inside the beautiful woman in front of you.
A sense of selfish dominance that makes you accept everything you are, even at this moment.
Slowly pulling through my penis, I enjoy the aftertaste.
"Hmmm... hi, uhh... hey, hey, about me too... don't forget Yikes!?
Protests also come from Naris, who almost unconsciously made his fingers snap and blame him.
Speaking of which, did you just put your penis in the first dawn?
"Do you want me to penis in, Naris?"
"... Wow, that's a mean voice..."
"What do you say?
"Anyway, please, I will do anything or make you get pregnant..."
They spotted me on track a little bit and got ahead of me.
"... No?
"... a little, but if you're willing to brainwash, I'll resist."
"No, no, no."
But making Naris follow mean and weird sounds like slave discipline if you ask me.
Let's reflect.
"Say 'Let's make a baby' as cute as you can."
"I thought you said a little bit. How many acts are you teaching?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna make it as mild as possible,"
"Spread your cock, dick juice please. I can't stand it. How much more split would you say!?
Really?
If you think so, Almeida gently stops next to Naris, spreading her legs and welcoming her.
"Chick juice please...... I can't stand it"
So I said, me and Naris, and I made Luna jerk off.
Plus get up from there and make a shiatsu.
"Make a child... and... ku, ooh!!
I was glad until I had a fragrant grin, but I was dismayed and frustrated at the stage where I said the dialogue.
"It's my loss...!
"What are you doing?"
"... Tetes."
Turning around, Tetes was signing a V.
"'Cause Al says,' Nalis is weirdly obsessed 'or something. Come on, then. Come on. Come on."
Almeida, who was told and executed without any doubt, is probably quite an asshole.
"Almeida, it's surprisingly easy to subjugate when you split up. But I need both feelings and experience to appeal like a girl."
"and I will train"
Almeida, you can keep yourself a little. It's not suitable.
"Mr. Angelos seems to be very good at that."
"I... no, I'm not very cute..."
"Ho, look in the mirror at yourself when you are being molested by your owner."
"Hey, what the fuck?"
"Mr. Naeah, I won't try"
"Wow, I can't get that far. Yikes!?
"Once again..."
"Master, can you hear me..."
"Hey, Knight Chief, it's my turn!?
"Oh, Naris, are you coming?
"You didn't say you wouldn't do it!! Uh, let's... make a baby."
"………………"
"Laughed!? Shouldn't you be pretending to adore me there without laughing, Smythson Ten Chiefs!
Eventually, it became a leisure tournament as we continued to have sex, and the best leisure was decided by Mr. Hilda.
... because I knew I was the best at letting sexual atmospheres drift from all over my body.
Angelos and Maia also worked hard, but the other female slaves we vetted decided it was not up to Mr. Hilda.
... By the way, although Lyla and Naia had reached the point of showing their willingness to participate, they ended up undefeated without being able to appeal.
Lyla's not surprisingly dumped, is she? Around there.
And the next day.
Holding Maia, she was hugged from her back to Sharon, and her lower body was entwined by Mr. Knoll and Tetes. Upon her morning in a meat futon, the door suddenly opened without a knock and Mr. Deane came in.
"Get up! All ready to go with combat gear!
"Huh?
"Huh."
"Hih!?
Everyone jumps up.
Looking on a bed of complete skin tone did not change one complexion, and Mr. Deane declared resolutely.
"We're going back to Safr's. I hear her information went missing directly due to a transmission error."
"... Huh?
"If you do poorly, the town becomes one sea of fire"
(cont 'd)
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Taste Mr. Knoll's womb with a long stroke as he fingers around the vagina of the nalis he's just been in.
Pull it through to the point where it's about to fall out at a slightly slower speed, from there to the mouth of the uterus, and tap it in vigorously.
Zulu, Buchu, and the penis tangled with Naris' love liquid, not hesitating to grab that brown stunning ass, over and over again.
The wide bed revolves around such an entanglement between me and the two women that the female slaves surround them with a lukewarm look as if they were spectacles, sweetening their unstoppable carnal desires.
On a slightly sober spring night, the beauties' passions are comfortable with me everywhere.
"Ha ha... oh, my brother... don't be so, so hasty... more in the back, gushing... eh"
"Yu, fingers...... I don't care if you add another bottle..."
Two people seeking intense affection.
But does Mr. Knoll like to be blamed for the back? Don't be helpful.
"Is Nor a Porcist? "
"I guess I'd prefer to be able to get in deep too... I don't know, I'm happy Andy's getting in deep..."
"I wonder if many people feel shallow."
"Oh, I like shallow places. I don't know what kind of meat potty you have on your butt! It burns like that."
"I... shallow or deep, the... I won't hold any if he gets serious either way..."
It begins to thrive with stories of the depths felt by the female slaves in the gallery.
It's also fun to look sideways at Naia who's having behavioral suspicions about whether she should or should not be in that circle, but not if I'm distracted, too. Just blaming them both at the same time is pretty scathing.
While adding more fingers to groping back in Naris' vagina, hipsters blaming Mr. Knoll also go as deep and as short and fast as they wish.
"Yes, well... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Mr. Knoll becomes obsessed and pushes his hips. That's what it feels like to be a dancer, though, around measuring the rhythm tightly and making sure the reciprocating motion fits perfectly to produce maximum stimulation.
In contrast, Naris seems to feel exquisite pleasure in her fingers vibrating subtly under the influence of my own wobble, making her feel good even if I don't move my fingers intentionally, as she tangles a firm little vaginal leech in my fingers.
It's starting to pace well. Mr. Knoll's vaginal tightening is also comfortable, and I slap the tortoise head hard against the mouth of the uterus in the back of the vagina like a spar.
Make the sister-in-law of a popular dancer and courtier, an extinct beauty, crawl with the same treatment as a slave and beg for her children. My snoring desire to conquer is filled with that fact, and my physical stimulus reaches its climax, and I start draining dirt fluid into her womb as I push my fingers to spread Naris' vagina.
"Ugh... Ugh...!!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."
Brrrrrrr, brrrrrrr, and.
As for the sensation, it is also close to solid, a good semen of iki plots to fertilize in my sister-in-law's womb and rumbles around.
The sense of drainage, or rather the pleasure and accomplishment, spreads from the spine to the root of the ear so much that I feel a little too long myself.
I feel comfortable and narrow my eyes as the warm clouds push my vaginal leeches wide and leak to bounce back into the ballbag.
The illusion of your own colour spreading inside the beautiful woman in front of you.
A sense of selfish dominance that makes you accept everything you are, even at this moment.
Slowly pulling through my penis, I enjoy the aftertaste.
"Hmmm... hi, uhh... hey, hey, about me too... don't forget Yikes!?
Protests also come from Naris, who almost unconsciously made his fingers snap and blame him.
Speaking of which, did you just put your penis in the first dawn?
"Do you want me to penis in, Naris?"
"... Wow, that's a mean voice..."
"What do you say?
"Anyway, please, I will do anything or make you get pregnant..."
They spotted me on track a little bit and got ahead of me.
"... No?
"... a little, but if you're willing to brainwash, I'll resist."
"No, no, no."
But making Naris follow mean and weird sounds like slave discipline if you ask me.
Let's reflect.
"Say 'Let's make a baby' as cute as you can."
"I thought you said a little bit. How many acts are you teaching?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna make it as mild as possible,"
"Spread your cock, dick juice please. I can't stand it. How much more split would you say!?
Really?
If you think so, Almeida gently stops next to Naris, spreading her legs and welcoming her.
"Chick juice please...... I can't stand it"
So I said, me and Naris, and I made Luna jerk off.
Plus get up from there and make a shiatsu.
"Make a child... and... ku, ooh!!
I was glad until I had a fragrant grin, but I was dismayed and frustrated at the stage where I said the dialogue.
"It's my loss...!
"What are you doing?"
"... Tetes."
Turning around, Tetes was signing a V.
"'Cause Al says,' Nalis is weirdly obsessed 'or something. Come on, then. Come on. Come on."
Almeida, who was told and executed without any doubt, is probably quite an asshole.
"Almeida, it's surprisingly easy to subjugate when you split up. But I need both feelings and experience to appeal like a girl."
"and I will train"
Almeida, you can keep yourself a little. It's not suitable.
"Mr. Angelos seems to be very good at that."
"I... no, I'm not very cute..."
"Ho, look in the mirror at yourself when you are being molested by your owner."
"Hey, what the fuck?"
"Mr. Naeah, I won't try"
"Wow, I can't get that far. Yikes!?
"Once again..."
"Master, can you hear me..."
"Hey, Knight Chief, it's my turn!?
"Oh, Naris, are you coming?
"You didn't say you wouldn't do it!! Uh, let's... make a baby."
"………………"
"Laughed!? Shouldn't you be pretending to adore me there without laughing, Smythson Ten Chiefs!
Eventually, it became a leisure tournament as we continued to have sex, and the best leisure was decided by Mr. Hilda.
... because I knew I was the best at letting sexual atmospheres drift from all over my body.
Angelos and Maia also worked hard, but the other female slaves we vetted decided it was not up to Mr. Hilda.
... By the way, although Lyla and Naia had reached the point of showing their willingness to participate, they ended up undefeated without being able to appeal.
Lyla's not surprisingly dumped, is she? Around there.
And the next day.
Holding Maia, she was hugged from her back to Sharon, and her lower body was entwined by Mr. Knoll and Tetes. Upon her morning in a meat futon, the door suddenly opened without a knock and Mr. Deane came in.
"Get up! All ready to go with combat gear!
"Huh?
"Huh."
"Hih!?
Everyone jumps up.
Looking on a bed of complete skin tone did not change one complexion, and Mr. Deane declared resolutely.
"We're going back to Safr's. I hear her information went missing directly due to a transmission error."
"... Huh?
"If you do poorly, the town becomes one sea of fire"
(cont 'd)
Taste Mr. Knoll's womb with a long stroke as he fingers around the vagina of the nalis he's just been in.Pull it through to the point where it's about to fall out at a slightly slower speed, from there to the mouth of the uterus, and tap it in vigorously.Zulu, Buchu, and the penis tangled with Naris' love liquid, not hesitating to grab that brown stunning ass, over and over again.The wide bed revolves around such an entanglement between me and the two women that the female slaves surround them with a lukewarm look as if they were spectacles, sweetening their unstoppable carnal desires.On a slightly sober spring night, the beauties' passions are comfortable with me everywhere."Ha ha... oh, my brother... don't be so, so hasty... more in the back, gushing... eh""Yu, fingers...... I don't care if you add another bottle..."Two people seeking intense affection.But does Mr. Knoll like to be blamed for the back? Don't be helpful."Is Nor a Porcist? ""I guess I'd prefer to be able to get in deep too... I don't know, I'm happy Andy's getting in deep...""I wonder if many people feel shallow.""Oh, I like shallow places. I don't know what kind of meat potty you have on your butt! It burns like that.""I... shallow or deep, the... I won't hold any if he gets serious either way..."It begins to thrive with stories of the depths felt by the female slaves in the gallery.It's also fun to look sideways at Naia who's having behavioral suspicions about whether she should or should not be in that circle, but not if I'm distracted, too. Just blaming them both at the same time is pretty scathing.While adding more fingers to groping back in Naris' vagina, hipsters blaming Mr. Knoll also go as deep and as short and fast as they wish."Yes, well... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"Mr. Knoll becomes obsessed and pushes his hips. That's what it feels like to be a dancer, though, around measuring the rhythm tightly and making sure the reciprocating motion fits perfectly to produce maximum stimulation.In contrast, Naris seems to feel exquisite pleasure in her fingers vibrating subtly under the influence of my own wobble, making her feel good even if I don't move my fingers intentionally, as she tangles a firm little vaginal leech in my fingers.It's starting to pace well. Mr. Knoll's vaginal tightening is also comfortable, and I slap the tortoise head hard against the mouth of the uterus in the back of the vagina like a spar.Make the sister-in-law of a popular dancer and courtier, an extinct beauty, crawl with the same treatment as a slave and beg for her children. My snoring desire to conquer is filled with that fact, and my physical stimulus reaches its climax, and I start draining dirt fluid into her womb as I push my fingers to spread Naris' vagina."Ugh... Ugh...!! "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."Brrrrrrr, brrrrrrr, and.As for the sensation, it is also close to solid, a good semen of iki plots to fertilize in my sister-in-law's womb and rumbles around.The sense of drainage, or rather the pleasure and accomplishment, spreads from the spine to the root of the ear so much that I feel a little too long myself.I feel comfortable and narrow my eyes as the warm clouds push my vaginal leeches wide and leak to bounce back into the ballbag.The illusion of your own colour spreading inside the beautiful woman in front of you.A sense of selfish dominance that makes you accept everything you are, even at this moment.Slowly pulling through my penis, I enjoy the aftertaste."Hmmm... hi, uhh... hey, hey, about me too... don't forget Yikes!? Protests also come from Naris, who almost unconsciously made his fingers snap and blame him.Speaking of which, did you just put your penis in the first dawn?"Do you want me to penis in, Naris?""... Wow, that's a mean voice...""What do you say? "Anyway, please, I will do anything or make you get pregnant..."They spotted me on track a little bit and got ahead of me."... No? "... a little, but if you're willing to brainwash, I'll resist.""No, no, no."But making Naris follow mean and weird sounds like slave discipline if you ask me.Let's reflect."Say 'Let's make a baby' as cute as you can.""I thought you said a little bit. How many acts are you teaching?""Yeah, I'm gonna make it as mild as possible,""Spread your cock, dick juice please. I can't stand it. How much more split would you say!? Really?If you think so, Almeida gently stops next to Naris, spreading her legs and welcoming her."Chick juice please...... I can't stand it"So I said, me and Naris, and I made Luna jerk off.Plus get up from there and make a shiatsu."Make a child... and... ku, ooh!! I was glad until I had a fragrant grin, but I was dismayed and frustrated at the stage where I said the dialogue."It's my loss...! "What are you doing?""... Tetes."Turning around, Tetes was signing a V."'Cause Al says,' Nalis is weirdly obsessed 'or something. Come on, then. Come on. Come on."Almeida, who was told and executed without any doubt, is probably quite an asshole."Almeida, it's surprisingly easy to subjugate when you split up. But I need both feelings and experience to appeal like a girl.""and I will train"Almeida, you can keep yourself a little. It's not suitable."Mr. Angelos seems to be very good at that.""I... no, I'm not very cute...""Ho, look in the mirror at yourself when you are being molested by your owner.""Hey, what the fuck?""Mr. Naeah, I won't try""Wow, I can't get that far. Yikes!? "Once again...""Master, can you hear me...""Hey, Knight Chief, it's my turn!? "Oh, Naris, are you coming? "You didn't say you wouldn't do it!! Uh, let's... make a baby.""""Laughed!? Shouldn't you be pretending to adore me there without laughing, Smythson Ten Chiefs! Eventually, it became a leisure tournament as we continued to have sex, and the best leisure was decided by Mr. Hilda.... because I knew I was the best at letting sexual atmospheres drift from all over my body.Angelos and Maia also worked hard, but the other female slaves we vetted decided it was not up to Mr. Hilda.... By the way, although Lyla and Naia had reached the point of showing their willingness to participate, they ended up undefeated without being able to appeal.Lyla's not surprisingly dumped, is she? Around there.And the next day.Holding Maia, she was hugged from her back to Sharon, and her lower body was entwined by Mr. Knoll and Tetes. Upon her morning in a meat futon, the door suddenly opened without a knock and Mr. Deane came in."Get up! All ready to go with combat gear! "Huh? "Huh.""Hih!? Everyone jumps up.Looking on a bed of complete skin tone did not change one complexion, and Mr. Deane declared resolutely."We're going back to Safr's. I hear her information went missing directly due to a transmission error.""... Huh? "If you do poorly, the town becomes one sea of fire"cont 'd
