Chapter 633: Virgin Emma [Emma]
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Lyla and Maia are more fashion insensitive.
Is the difference in degree because it is a bare tribe?
I don't sleep much so I don't get a sleeping head, but I hardly ever change my hair unless someone else gets their hands on it, and I don't care if it's like I'm just wrapping a boring cloth around my outfit or something.
Still, she's a hell of a beauty, so even a somewhat uncomfortable fit would be an accent, making her look attractive as something "like that," which would be jealous from the women of the world.
Unlike those two, Emma gets herself very properly.
Beautifully tied, neat hair and garments worn slightly exotic but without gaps create a sense of cleanliness up to nobility with his standing.
She seems to have a unique incense or something burning (or staining) her clothes, and the slightly fragrant flowery scent also makes her remember the feeling of coming from a different world somewhere.
No, well, it's actually like a different world.
Such beauty as is completed with reason she does not know will be ravaged with the lust of a ruthless male.
Stigmatize her sanctity, which was preserved by her devotional obedience to me but not by her failure to cross the last line.
There's not much hesitation there.
Look, the first thing I'm going to start here is by itself unexpected.
I tend to be forgotten, but I'm not good at bringing myself into a horny atmosphere. I mostly let the female slave side approach me.
Doing it in large numbers also stirs it up from other female slaves of third parties and reduces the risk of atmospheric failure unlimited.
No, I'm not doing that consciously, it's a winning equation that when you do it is easy to succeed in circles thanks to riding porn in that way.
So, this "coming in" from this form, to be honest, becomes a bad form.
Last time, or my first experience with Emma, it shouldn't be a small event for each other.
A re-experience based on it involves a sense of invisible resistance, and a sense of duty, that we must overcome it, rather than one another's willingness and impulse.
A guy named me can do a hell of a lot of things if he has the momentum, but I also want to refrain from forcing him to gain momentum in livestock mode this time. 'Cause that's what made me cry.
I can't even expect someone here to interrupt and incite me. This workshop is soundproof so that you can work at night.
When that happens, there are no more factors that motivate things to move gangly.
The kind of sloppiness that tries to run a sleigh on the flat surface wraps us up.
Not that Emma still puts all her trust in me and doesn't suspect me from here on out, but now...
"... Emma"
"Yes, sir"
I feel a little clumsy about the act of taking off once and taking off even more of my neatly re-worn clothes… while still feeling a little disloyal about leaving this beautiful and solid girl naked.
I've seen it naked many times already, but when I take it off with my own hands, I still get the feeling that I'm "stuck in my freedom".
At the same time, Emma is also unusual as a type.
Irina, Angelos, and Aurora are similar things if the body is underdeveloped or you just say that you are solid.
but in addition to that, not many kids are bumpy or running away against porn......
In a nutshell, it's novel.
Bringing it into sex can be a difficult element from the point of view, but the very fact that you have sex with a child like that is not a bad thing.
Although I've worn my semen all over my face so far, Emma has been kept away from the act of sex.
From here on out, it remains unknown.
Expectations and fright antagonize, even as the mind decides to head ahead. Even with strong dragons, anxiety attaches to the sensations and emotions you taste in sex.
I know how Emma feels like taking it from her expression, and I can afford to feel a little bit.
... right. I guess I'm not serious about brutalizing girls.
I'm good at making kids while loving girls, betting on them, and kissing lab lovers, which should be ideal.
Have you felt too much in front of a whole bunch of material called Emma, even though you have claimed it many times before?
Have a bitter laugh and I'll give Emma a hands-on kiss.
"Hmm......"
Emma leaks her nose only slightly and accepts it.
Beautifully tidy and meticulously looking lip feel. Because it's an ice-based dragon, its lips were colder than I thought, but it was enough to warm up if I rubbed my lips passionately.
Although Emma looked like she was just a little fed up with the movement of my lips, she quietly accepts.
That attitude is loving, sweetening the male's desire.
I pinch Emma's cheeks like that with my hands and invade another step deeper.
"... Huh!
Exactly. Emma also opens her eyes. into oral combat with tongues as well as lips.
Sweet, sweet, snuggly tangled, endless tongue-to-tongue sword triumphs.
I guess that was a new experience for Emma. Emma will leave it to my tongue to rip open her teeth and lick her tongue, with nothing to do.
I have already stripped away any clothes from her. I hug her thin, white, little naked and taste her mouth to the fullest.
... Emma's tongue, that's just the dragon and it's a little long. Lila and Maia, too.
It is responsive.
"... hmm... hmm... hmm..."
...... stay for a few minutes.
At some point Emma is completely weak and mine remains.
If you let go of your face for a while, your lips are open to sloppy shapes as your eyes are completely untouched.
Me and her, the saliva for both of us was overflowing from the edge of her lips, which were physically low, and there were a few slightly thin bridges between my tongue and hers, my tongue.
"... Ah, Lord... Dear"
"... nice face"
"Uh... oh, my God"
To my mean grin, Emma tightens her expression haphazardly. but that's just funny.
"You're adorable. My Emma."
I dare whisper my appetite for exclusivity. Because that must be what she wants.
That state of "mine" was only born out of the dragon idea of a contract of power, though it cannot yet be said to be my own heartfelt reality.
That's what I hear, distorting my expression like I heard something incredibly happy, making my lips crease - this is a hard look to judge but I believe I'm happy - - to Emma, I push and rub my innocent lips again, rubbing their backs, stroking their asses, carelessly fingering the valley.
"I want to offend"
"... Yes..."
Emma nods at close range.
"Me too... I want to be offended"
Just a few words of indiscriminateness, confirm your consent.
Lay her on the bench, I'll take off my clothes too, cover her up.
Just like that night, she seemed a little nervous, but I dare to stop trying to defuse that tension.
What's the matter? I'm usually nervous. If that's because of her personality, you can have such a child.
There's no need for everyone to be de sluts from the very beginning with Mr. Hilda's help, full moon excitement and the painkiller effect of Spirit Springs.
Let's have sex while respecting her personality.
Hold a thin white nude and crack open its neat pussy with your fingers.
I'm a little wet with excitement, but far from Guchuguchu, and still respect Emma's feelings of spreading her crotch to the best of my ability to welcome me, I play foreplay with anger.
"Phew... Ah, hmm... n, Lord's... Tamasa's, this is the... child making stick..."
"Weird way to put it... dick is fine"
"I don't know..."
"On the contrary, I think it would be better to make a child stick.... Shall I make a child, Emma?"
"……………"
"Will you give birth, brother or sister of Peter and Elenia..."
"Oh, you know... me...?
"Maybe next time you'll be the first to get pregnant. That's what child making is all about."
"………………"
"If you don't want to get pregnant... you can't get in. If you want to get pregnant, you can smell me up to the womb."
"... the..."
Emma whilst responding one way or another to the movement of the turtle head back and forth through her groin.
"... you don't want to get pregnant... don't... take the Lord's child..."
"Do you want to be filled with the smell of my samen all the way to the womb?
"... fill it up, please..."
Emma tells me to squeeze it out. I hear it and angle it towards her vagina...... thoughtful, piercing.
"Eh... ♪"
I immediately hit the hymen, but I push my hips forcefully and break through it.
Do it slowly or all at once. I don't imitate letting you choose that.
This is my thing, I'll show you in the lower half. Make him accept the visit of the tyrannical Lord.
My attitude is gentle, but it doesn't change making her... my sex slave.
So I won't hide being such a tyrant.
But Emma shouted up at me like she was stuck in her throat and squashed the pain, still pinching her legs in a gutter to delight in being able to accept me, drawing me not to tolerate my change of heart.
I catch her little nude with my body, and I'm waving my hips toward the top, savoring that xyxyxy and bloody seeping vagina with my hips.
There is no trick here that can happen conveniently to feel good from the start. It hurts for her as long as it takes.
So be selfish...... just go for ejaculation.
"Sama-sama... Sama-sama..."
But Emma conveys her love to me with her whole body and voice so that she can sincerely rejoice in that casual union.
She's a healthy daughter.
Again, am I glad I got it... so much so?
But a moment later, we strike it off. I already made it mine. Even if I don't deserve it, I'm Emma's owner.
I don't deny that anymore from myself.
"Now you... to the back of your belly, my, dragon... it is!!
"Hiuuuuuu..."
Forcefully push through the tight vagina, shake your hips in small chops, and finally slap a turtle head in the mouth of the uterus, ejaculate.
Spraying it up with compression, the silver dragon girl desperately tries to swallow it, still making nasty noises and blowing it out of her vaginal mouth.
"Ah... I want to have... no..."
"No one can fit in my stomach."
The color of the pink-stained semen glows lightly indicating that it took away her purity.
◇ ◇ ◇
"... Hey, sister of the waiter, there's three servings of wrapped and fried over here too -! Are you glad, Lila? Leave Smythson alone."
"Ho. I told you earlier, the owner's already in the mansion."
"Oh, my God, that bastard, you're meeting me."
"Ho, well don't say that, it's Becker. I will return the owner's unfailing portion at my discretion."
"Oh, I'm sorry about this...... even more so if you leave me alone, I'll be hungry"
"Ho ho. I eat females instead of meat. Then it's good to put it down gently."
"... what's the usual"
"It's not the usual."
(cont 'd)
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Lyla and Maia are more fashion insensitive.
Is the difference in degree because it is a bare tribe?
I don't sleep much so I don't get a sleeping head, but I hardly ever change my hair unless someone else gets their hands on it, and I don't care if it's like I'm just wrapping a boring cloth around my outfit or something.
Still, she's a hell of a beauty, so even a somewhat uncomfortable fit would be an accent, making her look attractive as something "like that," which would be jealous from the women of the world.
Unlike those two, Emma gets herself very properly.
Beautifully tied, neat hair and garments worn slightly exotic but without gaps create a sense of cleanliness up to nobility with his standing.
She seems to have a unique incense or something burning (or staining) her clothes, and the slightly fragrant flowery scent also makes her remember the feeling of coming from a different world somewhere.
No, well, it's actually like a different world.
Such beauty as is completed with reason she does not know will be ravaged with the lust of a ruthless male.
Stigmatize her sanctity, which was preserved by her devotional obedience to me but not by her failure to cross the last line.
There's not much hesitation there.
Look, the first thing I'm going to start here is by itself unexpected.
I tend to be forgotten, but I'm not good at bringing myself into a horny atmosphere. I mostly let the female slave side approach me.
Doing it in large numbers also stirs it up from other female slaves of third parties and reduces the risk of atmospheric failure unlimited.
No, I'm not doing that consciously, it's a winning equation that when you do it is easy to succeed in circles thanks to riding porn in that way.
So, this "coming in" from this form, to be honest, becomes a bad form.
Last time, or my first experience with Emma, it shouldn't be a small event for each other.
A re-experience based on it involves a sense of invisible resistance, and a sense of duty, that we must overcome it, rather than one another's willingness and impulse.
A guy named me can do a hell of a lot of things if he has the momentum, but I also want to refrain from forcing him to gain momentum in livestock mode this time. 'Cause that's what made me cry.
I can't even expect someone here to interrupt and incite me. This workshop is soundproof so that you can work at night.
When that happens, there are no more factors that motivate things to move gangly.
The kind of sloppiness that tries to run a sleigh on the flat surface wraps us up.
Not that Emma still puts all her trust in me and doesn't suspect me from here on out, but now...
"... Emma"
"Yes, sir"
I feel a little clumsy about the act of taking off once and taking off even more of my neatly re-worn clothes… while still feeling a little disloyal about leaving this beautiful and solid girl naked.
I've seen it naked many times already, but when I take it off with my own hands, I still get the feeling that I'm "stuck in my freedom".
At the same time, Emma is also unusual as a type.
Irina, Angelos, and Aurora are similar things if the body is underdeveloped or you just say that you are solid.
but in addition to that, not many kids are bumpy or running away against porn......
In a nutshell, it's novel.
Bringing it into sex can be a difficult element from the point of view, but the very fact that you have sex with a child like that is not a bad thing.
Although I've worn my semen all over my face so far, Emma has been kept away from the act of sex.
From here on out, it remains unknown.
Expectations and fright antagonize, even as the mind decides to head ahead. Even with strong dragons, anxiety attaches to the sensations and emotions you taste in sex.
I know how Emma feels like taking it from her expression, and I can afford to feel a little bit.
... right. I guess I'm not serious about brutalizing girls.
I'm good at making kids while loving girls, betting on them, and kissing lab lovers, which should be ideal.
Have you felt too much in front of a whole bunch of material called Emma, even though you have claimed it many times before?
Have a bitter laugh and I'll give Emma a hands-on kiss.
"Hmm......"
Emma leaks her nose only slightly and accepts it.
Beautifully tidy and meticulously looking lip feel. Because it's an ice-based dragon, its lips were colder than I thought, but it was enough to warm up if I rubbed my lips passionately.
Although Emma looked like she was just a little fed up with the movement of my lips, she quietly accepts.
That attitude is loving, sweetening the male's desire.
I pinch Emma's cheeks like that with my hands and invade another step deeper.
"... Huh!
Exactly. Emma also opens her eyes. into oral combat with tongues as well as lips.
Sweet, sweet, snuggly tangled, endless tongue-to-tongue sword triumphs.
I guess that was a new experience for Emma. Emma will leave it to my tongue to rip open her teeth and lick her tongue, with nothing to do.
I have already stripped away any clothes from her. I hug her thin, white, little naked and taste her mouth to the fullest.
... Emma's tongue, that's just the dragon and it's a little long. Lila and Maia, too.
It is responsive.
"... hmm... hmm... hmm..."
...... stay for a few minutes.
At some point Emma is completely weak and mine remains.
If you let go of your face for a while, your lips are open to sloppy shapes as your eyes are completely untouched.
Me and her, the saliva for both of us was overflowing from the edge of her lips, which were physically low, and there were a few slightly thin bridges between my tongue and hers, my tongue.
"... Ah, Lord... Dear"
"... nice face"
"Uh... oh, my God"
To my mean grin, Emma tightens her expression haphazardly. but that's just funny.
"You're adorable. My Emma."
I dare whisper my appetite for exclusivity. Because that must be what she wants.
That state of "mine" was only born out of the dragon idea of a contract of power, though it cannot yet be said to be my own heartfelt reality.
That's what I hear, distorting my expression like I heard something incredibly happy, making my lips crease - this is a hard look to judge but I believe I'm happy - - to Emma, I push and rub my innocent lips again, rubbing their backs, stroking their asses, carelessly fingering the valley.
"I want to offend"
"... Yes..."
Emma nods at close range.
"Me too... I want to be offended"
Just a few words of indiscriminateness, confirm your consent.
Lay her on the bench, I'll take off my clothes too, cover her up.
Just like that night, she seemed a little nervous, but I dare to stop trying to defuse that tension.
What's the matter? I'm usually nervous. If that's because of her personality, you can have such a child.
There's no need for everyone to be de sluts from the very beginning with Mr. Hilda's help, full moon excitement and the painkiller effect of Spirit Springs.
Let's have sex while respecting her personality.
Hold a thin white nude and crack open its neat pussy with your fingers.
I'm a little wet with excitement, but far from Guchuguchu, and still respect Emma's feelings of spreading her crotch to the best of my ability to welcome me, I play foreplay with anger.
"Phew... Ah, hmm... n, Lord's... Tamasa's, this is the... child making stick..."
"Weird way to put it... dick is fine"
"I don't know..."
"On the contrary, I think it would be better to make a child stick.... Shall I make a child, Emma?"
"……………"
"Will you give birth, brother or sister of Peter and Elenia..."
"Oh, you know... me...?
"Maybe next time you'll be the first to get pregnant. That's what child making is all about."
"………………"
"If you don't want to get pregnant... you can't get in. If you want to get pregnant, you can smell me up to the womb."
"... the..."
Emma whilst responding one way or another to the movement of the turtle head back and forth through her groin.
"... you don't want to get pregnant... don't... take the Lord's child..."
"Do you want to be filled with the smell of my samen all the way to the womb?
"... fill it up, please..."
Emma tells me to squeeze it out. I hear it and angle it towards her vagina...... thoughtful, piercing.
"Eh... ♪"
I immediately hit the hymen, but I push my hips forcefully and break through it.
Do it slowly or all at once. I don't imitate letting you choose that.
This is my thing, I'll show you in the lower half. Make him accept the visit of the tyrannical Lord.
My attitude is gentle, but it doesn't change making her... my sex slave.
So I won't hide being such a tyrant.
But Emma shouted up at me like she was stuck in her throat and squashed the pain, still pinching her legs in a gutter to delight in being able to accept me, drawing me not to tolerate my change of heart.
I catch her little nude with my body, and I'm waving my hips toward the top, savoring that xyxyxy and bloody seeping vagina with my hips.
There is no trick here that can happen conveniently to feel good from the start. It hurts for her as long as it takes.
So be selfish...... just go for ejaculation.
"Sama-sama... Sama-sama..."
But Emma conveys her love to me with her whole body and voice so that she can sincerely rejoice in that casual union.
She's a healthy daughter.
Again, am I glad I got it... so much so?
But a moment later, we strike it off. I already made it mine. Even if I don't deserve it, I'm Emma's owner.
I don't deny that anymore from myself.
"Now you... to the back of your belly, my, dragon... it is!!
"Hiuuuuuu..."
Forcefully push through the tight vagina, shake your hips in small chops, and finally slap a turtle head in the mouth of the uterus, ejaculate.
Spraying it up with compression, the silver dragon girl desperately tries to swallow it, still making nasty noises and blowing it out of her vaginal mouth.
"Ah... I want to have... no..."
"No one can fit in my stomach."
The color of the pink-stained semen glows lightly indicating that it took away her purity.
◇ ◇ ◇
"... Hey, sister of the waiter, there's three servings of wrapped and fried over here too -! Are you glad, Lila? Leave Smythson alone."
"Ho. I told you earlier, the owner's already in the mansion."
"Oh, my God, that bastard, you're meeting me."
"Ho, well don't say that, it's Becker. I will return the owner's unfailing portion at my discretion."
"Oh, I'm sorry about this...... even more so if you leave me alone, I'll be hungry"
"Ho ho. I eat females instead of meat. Then it's good to put it down gently."
"... what's the usual"
"It's not the usual."
(cont 'd)
Lyla and Maia are more fashion insensitive.Is the difference in degree because it is a bare tribe?I don't sleep much so I don't get a sleeping head, but I hardly ever change my hair unless someone else gets their hands on it, and I don't care if it's like I'm just wrapping a boring cloth around my outfit or something.Still, she's a hell of a beauty, so even a somewhat uncomfortable fit would be an accent, making her look attractive as something "like that," which would be jealous from the women of the world.Unlike those two, Emma gets herself very properly.Beautifully tied, neat hair and garments worn slightly exotic but without gaps create a sense of cleanliness up to nobility with his standing.She seems to have a unique incense or something burning or staining her clothes, and the slightly fragrant flowery scent also makes her remember the feeling of coming from a different world somewhere.No, well, it's actually like a different world.Such beauty as is completed with reason she does not know will be ravaged with the lust of a ruthless male.Stigmatize her sanctity, which was preserved by her devotional obedience to me but not by her failure to cross the last line.There's not much hesitation there.Look, the first thing I'm going to start here is by itself unexpected.I tend to be forgotten, but I'm not good at bringing myself into a horny atmosphere. I mostly let the female slave side approach me.Doing it in large numbers also stirs it up from other female slaves of third parties and reduces the risk of atmospheric failure unlimited.No, I'm not doing that consciously, it's a winning equation that when you do it is easy to succeed in circles thanks to riding porn in that way.So, this "coming in" from this form, to be honest, becomes a bad form.Last time, or my first experience with Emma, it shouldn't be a small event for each other.A re-experience based on it involves a sense of invisible resistance, and a sense of duty, that we must overcome it, rather than one another's willingness and impulse.A guy named me can do a hell of a lot of things if he has the momentum, but I also want to refrain from forcing him to gain momentum in livestock mode this time. 'Cause that's what made me cry.I can't even expect someone here to interrupt and incite me. This workshop is soundproof so that you can work at night.When that happens, there are no more factors that motivate things to move gangly.The kind of sloppiness that tries to run a sleigh on the flat surface wraps us up.Not that Emma still puts all her trust in me and doesn't suspect me from here on out, but now..."... Emma""Yes, sir"I feel a little clumsy about the act of taking off once and taking off even more of my neatly re-worn clothes while still feeling a little disloyal about leaving this beautiful and solid girl naked.I've seen it naked many times already, but when I take it off with my own hands, I still get the feeling that I'm "stuck in my freedom".At the same time, Emma is also unusual as a type.Irina, Angelos, and Aurora are similar things if the body is underdeveloped or you just say that you are solid.but in addition to that, not many kids are bumpy or running away against porn......In a nutshell, it's novel.Bringing it into sex can be a difficult element from the point of view, but the very fact that you have sex with a child like that is not a bad thing.Although I've worn my semen all over my face so far, Emma has been kept away from the act of sex.From here on out, it remains unknown.Expectations and fright antagonize, even as the mind decides to head ahead. Even with strong dragons, anxiety attaches to the sensations and emotions you taste in sex.I know how Emma feels like taking it from her expression, and I can afford to feel a little bit.... right. I guess I'm not serious about brutalizing girls.I'm good at making kids while loving girls, betting on them, and kissing lab lovers, which should be ideal.Have you felt too much in front of a whole bunch of material called Emma, even though you have claimed it many times before?Have a bitter laugh and I'll give Emma a hands-on kiss."Hmm......"Emma leaks her nose only slightly and accepts it.Beautifully tidy and meticulously looking lip feel. Because it's an ice-based dragon, its lips were colder than I thought, but it was enough to warm up if I rubbed my lips passionately.Although Emma looked like she was just a little fed up with the movement of my lips, she quietly accepts.That attitude is loving, sweetening the male's desire.I pinch Emma's cheeks like that with my hands and invade another step deeper."... Huh! Exactly. Emma also opens her eyes. into oral combat with tongues as well as lips.Sweet, sweet, snuggly tangled, endless tongue-to-tongue sword triumphs.I guess that was a new experience for Emma. Emma will leave it to my tongue to rip open her teeth and lick her tongue, with nothing to do.I have already stripped away any clothes from her. I hug her thin, white, little naked and taste her mouth to the fullest.... Emma's tongue, that's just the dragon and it's a little long. Lila and Maia, too.It is responsive."... hmm... hmm... hmm..."...... stay for a few minutes.At some point Emma is completely weak and mine remains.If you let go of your face for a while, your lips are open to sloppy shapes as your eyes are completely untouched.Me and her, the saliva for both of us was overflowing from the edge of her lips, which were physically low, and there were a few slightly thin bridges between my tongue and hers, my tongue."... Ah, Lord... Dear""... nice face""Uh... oh, my God"To my mean grin, Emma tightens her expression haphazardly. but that's just funny."You're adorable. My Emma."I dare whisper my appetite for exclusivity. Because that must be what she wants.That state of "mine" was only born out of the dragon idea of a contract of power, though it cannot yet be said to be my own heartfelt reality.That's what I hear, distorting my expression like I heard something incredibly happy, making my lips crease - this is a hard look to judge but I believe I'm happy - - to Emma, I push and rub my innocent lips again, rubbing their backs, stroking their asses, carelessly fingering the valley."I want to offend""... Yes..."Emma nods at close range."Me too... I want to be offended"Just a few words of indiscriminateness, confirm your consent.Lay her on the bench, I'll take off my clothes too, cover her up.Just like that night, she seemed a little nervous, but I dare to stop trying to defuse that tension.What's the matter? I'm usually nervous. If that's because of her personality, you can have such a child.There's no need for everyone to be de sluts from the very beginning with Mr. Hilda's help, full moon excitement and the painkiller effect of Spirit Springs.Let's have sex while respecting her personality.Hold a thin white nude and crack open its neat pussy with your fingers.I'm a little wet with excitement, but far from Guchuguchu, and still respect Emma's feelings of spreading her crotch to the best of my ability to welcome me, I play foreplay with anger."Phew... Ah, hmm... n, Lord's... Tamasa's, this is the... child making stick...""Weird way to put it... dick is fine""I don't know...""On the contrary, I think it would be better to make a child stick.... Shall I make a child, Emma?""""Will you give birth, brother or sister of Peter and Elenia...""Oh, you know... me...? "Maybe next time you'll be the first to get pregnant. That's what child making is all about.""""If you don't want to get pregnant... you can't get in. If you want to get pregnant, you can smell me up to the womb.""... the..."Emma whilst responding one way or another to the movement of the turtle head back and forth through her groin."... you don't want to get pregnant... don't... take the Lord's child...""Do you want to be filled with the smell of my samen all the way to the womb? "... fill it up, please..."Emma tells me to squeeze it out. I hear it and angle it towards her vagina...... thoughtful, piercing."Eh... "I immediately hit the hymen, but I push my hips forcefully and break through it.Do it slowly or all at once. I don't imitate letting you choose that.This is my thing, I'll show you in the lower half. Make him accept the visit of the tyrannical Lord.My attitude is gentle, but it doesn't change making her... my sex slave.So I won't hide being such a tyrant.But Emma shouted up at me like she was stuck in her throat and squashed the pain, still pinching her legs in a gutter to delight in being able to accept me, drawing me not to tolerate my change of heart.I catch her little nude with my body, and I'm waving my hips toward the top, savoring that xyxyxy and bloody seeping vagina with my hips.There is no trick here that can happen conveniently to feel good from the start. It hurts for her as long as it takes.So be selfish...... just go for ejaculation."Sama-sama... Sama-sama..."But Emma conveys her love to me with her whole body and voice so that she can sincerely rejoice in that casual union.She's a healthy daughter.Again, am I glad I got it... so much so?But a moment later, we strike it off. I already made it mine. Even if I don't deserve it, I'm Emma's owner.I don't deny that anymore from myself."Now you... to the back of your belly, my, dragon... it is!! "Hiuuuuuu..."Forcefully push through the tight vagina, shake your hips in small chops, and finally slap a turtle head in the mouth of the uterus, ejaculate.Spraying it up with compression, the silver dragon girl desperately tries to swallow it, still making nasty noises and blowing it out of her vaginal mouth."Ah... I want to have... no...""No one can fit in my stomach."The color of the pink-stained semen glows lightly indicating that it took away her purity. "... Hey, sister of the waiter, there's three servings of wrapped and fried over here too -! Are you glad, Lila? Leave Smythson alone.""Ho. I told you earlier, the owner's already in the mansion.""Oh, my God, that bastard, you're meeting me.""Ho, well don't say that, it's Becker. I will return the owner's unfailing portion at my discretion.""Oh, I'm sorry about this...... even more so if you leave me alone, I'll be hungry""Ho ho. I eat females instead of meat. Then it's good to put it down gently.""... what's the usual""It's not the usual."cont 'd
