Chapter 711: God of War Liberation [Deane]
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Mr. Deane's body, illuminated by the light of an understated lamp, is fantastically beautiful.
Dark elf skin loses its contour in the blurry light, but that in turn adds to the atmosphere.
I haven't had my fingers fully eaten by that body in a long time, and I enjoyed the feel.
"Hehe... oh, if I feel the feel of your hand this way, I can feel like I'm a woman"
"Mr. Deane was dressed even in Carlwin, wasn't he? Didn't they treat you like a woman?
"It would be hilarious to see how much you've dressed up and what you call me a god of war. I didn't have the guts to talk about me at once."
"That's my lover, so it would be useless to dictate."
"Well. Anyway, the only time I... think of myself as a bitch who just wants a child out of exasperation is when I'm exposed to your desires. Only when you're rubbing your skin like this will your uterine instincts go all over your body. Oh, I want you to frame me... I want to be pummeled everywhere in my body, I want to feel your dick in every hole... That's what the meat in my body says and it hurts sweetly...!
"We'll do our best to meet your expectations."
I whisper in her ear and crawl my tongue like a saliva, scratching and rubbing Mr. Deane's body restlessly.
I know it's a sensitive place. The pleasure of Mr. Deane being awakened exactly by his instincts came from shaking his whole body.
Naia, who entered the house late and put Beatrice to sleep in a bench before closing the door, unbuttoned her puffy looking with such envy at me and Mr. Deane. Her gesture of undressing unconsciously stirs up a man somewhere because it's a simple operation that she's not aware of attracting.
Messing with Mr. Deane but being blindfolded by you, Mr. Deane grinned bitterly and tangled his fingers in his penis with his back hand.
"Should I have waited for the entanglement until I got my hands on Naia's underwear?
"Oh, excuse me...... for the diffusion"
"I'm not going to monopolize it to your eyes. I know a woman loves to take it off. Enjoy what you want. But the first shot... will it be in my vagina?
"Of course it is"
Enjoy the softness by gripping Mr. Deane's breast meat to spill from between his fingers in full. Pinch the clammy nipple in the crotch of your finger and enjoy its presence.
Mr. Deane moves himself to have the tip of his cock rubbed against his butt meat, twisting himself to provoke and enjoying.
I'm surrounded by dragons like Emma, Lleida and Naia in Maia, and I'm willing to enjoy them one after the other... but I knew Mr. Deane's body was special somewhere.
Even after fucking a few people because of the days I spent years admiring in the Crossbow squad without touching them, emotions that never get lost come up when I hold her.
The fullness of holding the best woman.
A feeling of superiority to everything in the world that never runs out, like mouthing superb liquor.
Even the dragons take it for granted, but Mr. Deane evokes that feeling more than they do for a reason.
I wonder why. Is it because you remain so connected to the secular world that you are still so noble?
"Look, Andy... I'm not sure Naia can take off her underwear. Take him off."
Mr. Deane whispered, unwrapping my arms and turning behind my back, I won't just let go of my hand holding my penis. Are you going to let Naia take off her breasts while she loosely stimulates my penis?
"Maia. Emma.... with Naia's ass pointed this way, take off your pussy for two"
"Yeah."
"What... Ah, yes"
I dare to choose to let them undress, not my own hands.
I'm not nasty enough to have Mr. Deane stick me behind my back like this and head to Naia's ass, but I have to crouch to get Naia's pussy off... and it's kind of funny how Mr. Deane crouches with his back sticking to it, too.
Besides, it's not a bad hobby for two girls to try to take Naia's pants off like a spectacle on my orders, even if it doesn't have to be pinned off by others on their own.
As the confused Naia looks anxious but shrinks and obeys her hands small, the two naked dragon girls hold both ends of Naia's breast to each of them to check my gaze before slowly sliding down.
Yeah. Not bad.
In the unreliable light of vegetable oil lamps, Naia's white buttocks are exposed to float, the best spectacle directed solely at me.
Mr. Deane's hand keeps slowly irritating my penis. Naia, who has been completely stripped off, doesn't know what to do from there, and for now, she sits still with her middle waist and a noose open ass to me.
In such an unusual atmosphere, Lyda is out of hand.
Unique hair with silver hair to the back, knitted and draped only on one side behind the ear today, the other daring to remain straight.
Crystal Palace dragons seemed to stiffen her hair, and few women with rare hair shapes as asymmetrical from left to right as she did were among the earlier occasions.
As there are numbers there, I wonder if we all have to elaborate on our hairstyles because of their beautiful but lacking personality appearance. I think it's blurry. "Everyone is the ultimate beauty" is also good and bad when there are not many of them.
"Lyda, you can come here more."
"What, that"
"I mean, you come nearby and show me that body."
It'll be hard to see, that's an extra favor for them. Dragons have different digits than humans in sight and hearing, and darkness is not bitter.
Sometimes what I called her nearby was that she would be spectacularly uncomfortable coming off the wheel in this kind of orgy. But I rephrased it thinking that if I didn't name it for my own satisfaction, I would give her a gap of reluctance.
Lleida comes next to Nanny and Maia and stands to emphasize her body with unfamiliar hands. Even if you're aggressive about making kids, pornographic appeal seems almost like your first experience.
That's kind of adorable, but I take turns back and forth again with Mr. Deane, exploring her labia with a turtle head from that butt side.
"... don't rush me... let me in, Andy"
"I'm not in a hurry."
I'm not even that hassled.
If that's what you're feeling, Mr. Deane is disappointed.
... How mean to point that out.
I can also draw attention to the fact that it takes a lot of jerking off to Mr. Deane, who has been working far away from my country and polka for me. I'll be disappointed to give it back.
Splitting her horny meat petals, she casually sticks her meat stick in.
of Mr. Deane, who was originally more exasperated than me. There, she was wet without having to hide it, but she felt my intrusion and her body reacted strongly, reaching lightly with the tide blowing.
"Ugh... Ugh..."
"I just let you in and you're pissed off."
"... I've been waiting... for this much, forgive me..."
"Forgive or not"
I laugh, I'm disappointed.
Poke, without waiting for her aftertaste.
Drag it out, poke it. Drag me out again, poke me.
Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke, poke, eventually ramble.
Forcefully ravaging vaginal leeches that yip, tremble and eat their penises, feeding their fingers on their round asses, inexplicably rambling in her genitals.
"Uh-oh."
Mr. Deane turns himself over and rejoices. If I looked at it from the front, it would be all rusty and titty. I don't see it because it's a buck.
Three of the dragons and Naia watch her mess like that.
To expose the outrageous "woman" and make each other think it's useless to hide their sexuality. Making you imagine the behavior to yourself that ensues and enhancing your mood for each other. And I enjoy their varied nudity all the time.
This is the flavor of harem sex. This house is a liberation zone for me and their instincts.
And not only in the beginning, but in Mr. Deane's womb, which is constantly squirting, I slap the tortoise head even harder... release the growing sexiness.
Sprinkle and carve the crystals of your own desire into the core of her nasty brown flesh.
"Phew, ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Where does Mr. Deane go with the majesty of a warrior and the prestige of his boss, he shouts his voice as high as his little girl's and suddenly peaks furiously.
Zamen compresses her lower abdomen and blows out of the vaginal clearance as she loses pressure.
Otherwise, Chibi and Zamen fall at her feet. The horny smell spreads.
Anything that doesn't find that a seductive smell is no longer in this place.
(cont 'd)
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Mr. Deane's body, illuminated by the light of an understated lamp, is fantastically beautiful.
Dark elf skin loses its contour in the blurry light, but that in turn adds to the atmosphere.
I haven't had my fingers fully eaten by that body in a long time, and I enjoyed the feel.
"Hehe... oh, if I feel the feel of your hand this way, I can feel like I'm a woman"
"Mr. Deane was dressed even in Carlwin, wasn't he? Didn't they treat you like a woman?
"It would be hilarious to see how much you've dressed up and what you call me a god of war. I didn't have the guts to talk about me at once."
"That's my lover, so it would be useless to dictate."
"Well. Anyway, the only time I... think of myself as a bitch who just wants a child out of exasperation is when I'm exposed to your desires. Only when you're rubbing your skin like this will your uterine instincts go all over your body. Oh, I want you to frame me... I want to be pummeled everywhere in my body, I want to feel your dick in every hole... That's what the meat in my body says and it hurts sweetly...!
"We'll do our best to meet your expectations."
I whisper in her ear and crawl my tongue like a saliva, scratching and rubbing Mr. Deane's body restlessly.
I know it's a sensitive place. The pleasure of Mr. Deane being awakened exactly by his instincts came from shaking his whole body.
Naia, who entered the house late and put Beatrice to sleep in a bench before closing the door, unbuttoned her puffy looking with such envy at me and Mr. Deane. Her gesture of undressing unconsciously stirs up a man somewhere because it's a simple operation that she's not aware of attracting.
Messing with Mr. Deane but being blindfolded by you, Mr. Deane grinned bitterly and tangled his fingers in his penis with his back hand.
"Should I have waited for the entanglement until I got my hands on Naia's underwear?
"Oh, excuse me...... for the diffusion"
"I'm not going to monopolize it to your eyes. I know a woman loves to take it off. Enjoy what you want. But the first shot... will it be in my vagina?
"Of course it is"
Enjoy the softness by gripping Mr. Deane's breast meat to spill from between his fingers in full. Pinch the clammy nipple in the crotch of your finger and enjoy its presence.
Mr. Deane moves himself to have the tip of his cock rubbed against his butt meat, twisting himself to provoke and enjoying.
I'm surrounded by dragons like Emma, Lleida and Naia in Maia, and I'm willing to enjoy them one after the other... but I knew Mr. Deane's body was special somewhere.
Even after fucking a few people because of the days I spent years admiring in the Crossbow squad without touching them, emotions that never get lost come up when I hold her.
The fullness of holding the best woman.
A feeling of superiority to everything in the world that never runs out, like mouthing superb liquor.
Even the dragons take it for granted, but Mr. Deane evokes that feeling more than they do for a reason.
I wonder why. Is it because you remain so connected to the secular world that you are still so noble?
"Look, Andy... I'm not sure Naia can take off her underwear. Take him off."
Mr. Deane whispered, unwrapping my arms and turning behind my back, I won't just let go of my hand holding my penis. Are you going to let Naia take off her breasts while she loosely stimulates my penis?
"Maia. Emma.... with Naia's ass pointed this way, take off your pussy for two"
"Yeah."
"What... Ah, yes"
I dare to choose to let them undress, not my own hands.
I'm not nasty enough to have Mr. Deane stick me behind my back like this and head to Naia's ass, but I have to crouch to get Naia's pussy off... and it's kind of funny how Mr. Deane crouches with his back sticking to it, too.
Besides, it's not a bad hobby for two girls to try to take Naia's pants off like a spectacle on my orders, even if it doesn't have to be pinned off by others on their own.
As the confused Naia looks anxious but shrinks and obeys her hands small, the two naked dragon girls hold both ends of Naia's breast to each of them to check my gaze before slowly sliding down.
Yeah. Not bad.
In the unreliable light of vegetable oil lamps, Naia's white buttocks are exposed to float, the best spectacle directed solely at me.
Mr. Deane's hand keeps slowly irritating my penis. Naia, who has been completely stripped off, doesn't know what to do from there, and for now, she sits still with her middle waist and a noose open ass to me.
In such an unusual atmosphere, Lyda is out of hand.
Unique hair with silver hair to the back, knitted and draped only on one side behind the ear today, the other daring to remain straight.
Crystal Palace dragons seemed to stiffen her hair, and few women with rare hair shapes as asymmetrical from left to right as she did were among the earlier occasions.
As there are numbers there, I wonder if we all have to elaborate on our hairstyles because of their beautiful but lacking personality appearance. I think it's blurry. "Everyone is the ultimate beauty" is also good and bad when there are not many of them.
"Lyda, you can come here more."
"What, that"
"I mean, you come nearby and show me that body."
It'll be hard to see, that's an extra favor for them. Dragons have different digits than humans in sight and hearing, and darkness is not bitter.
Sometimes what I called her nearby was that she would be spectacularly uncomfortable coming off the wheel in this kind of orgy. But I rephrased it thinking that if I didn't name it for my own satisfaction, I would give her a gap of reluctance.
Lleida comes next to Nanny and Maia and stands to emphasize her body with unfamiliar hands. Even if you're aggressive about making kids, pornographic appeal seems almost like your first experience.
That's kind of adorable, but I take turns back and forth again with Mr. Deane, exploring her labia with a turtle head from that butt side.
"... don't rush me... let me in, Andy"
"I'm not in a hurry."
I'm not even that hassled.
If that's what you're feeling, Mr. Deane is disappointed.
... How mean to point that out.
I can also draw attention to the fact that it takes a lot of jerking off to Mr. Deane, who has been working far away from my country and polka for me. I'll be disappointed to give it back.
Splitting her horny meat petals, she casually sticks her meat stick in.
of Mr. Deane, who was originally more exasperated than me. There, she was wet without having to hide it, but she felt my intrusion and her body reacted strongly, reaching lightly with the tide blowing.
"Ugh... Ugh..."
"I just let you in and you're pissed off."
"... I've been waiting... for this much, forgive me..."
"Forgive or not"
I laugh, I'm disappointed.
Poke, without waiting for her aftertaste.
Drag it out, poke it. Drag me out again, poke me.
Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke, poke, eventually ramble.
Forcefully ravaging vaginal leeches that yip, tremble and eat their penises, feeding their fingers on their round asses, inexplicably rambling in her genitals.
"Uh-oh."
Mr. Deane turns himself over and rejoices. If I looked at it from the front, it would be all rusty and titty. I don't see it because it's a buck.
Three of the dragons and Naia watch her mess like that.
To expose the outrageous "woman" and make each other think it's useless to hide their sexuality. Making you imagine the behavior to yourself that ensues and enhancing your mood for each other. And I enjoy their varied nudity all the time.
This is the flavor of harem sex. This house is a liberation zone for me and their instincts.
And not only in the beginning, but in Mr. Deane's womb, which is constantly squirting, I slap the tortoise head even harder... release the growing sexiness.
Sprinkle and carve the crystals of your own desire into the core of her nasty brown flesh.
"Phew, ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Where does Mr. Deane go with the majesty of a warrior and the prestige of his boss, he shouts his voice as high as his little girl's and suddenly peaks furiously.
Zamen compresses her lower abdomen and blows out of the vaginal clearance as she loses pressure.
Otherwise, Chibi and Zamen fall at her feet. The horny smell spreads.
Anything that doesn't find that a seductive smell is no longer in this place.
(cont 'd)
Mr. Deane's body, illuminated by the light of an understated lamp, is fantastically beautiful.Dark elf skin loses its contour in the blurry light, but that in turn adds to the atmosphere.I haven't had my fingers fully eaten by that body in a long time, and I enjoyed the feel."Hehe... oh, if I feel the feel of your hand this way, I can feel like I'm a woman""Mr. Deane was dressed even in Carlwin, wasn't he? Didn't they treat you like a woman? "It would be hilarious to see how much you've dressed up and what you call me a god of war. I didn't have the guts to talk about me at once.""That's my lover, so it would be useless to dictate.""Well. Anyway, the only time I... think of myself as a bitch who just wants a child out of exasperation is when I'm exposed to your desires. Only when you're rubbing your skin like this will your uterine instincts go all over your body. Oh, I want you to frame me... I want to be pummeled everywhere in my body, I want to feel your dick in every hole... That's what the meat in my body says and it hurts sweetly...! "We'll do our best to meet your expectations."I whisper in her ear and crawl my tongue like a saliva, scratching and rubbing Mr. Deane's body restlessly.I know it's a sensitive place. The pleasure of Mr. Deane being awakened exactly by his instincts came from shaking his whole body.Naia, who entered the house late and put Beatrice to sleep in a bench before closing the door, unbuttoned her puffy looking with such envy at me and Mr. Deane. Her gesture of undressing unconsciously stirs up a man somewhere because it's a simple operation that she's not aware of attracting.Messing with Mr. Deane but being blindfolded by you, Mr. Deane grinned bitterly and tangled his fingers in his penis with his back hand."Should I have waited for the entanglement until I got my hands on Naia's underwear? "Oh, excuse me...... for the diffusion""I'm not going to monopolize it to your eyes. I know a woman loves to take it off. Enjoy what you want. But the first shot... will it be in my vagina? "Of course it is"Enjoy the softness by gripping Mr. Deane's breast meat to spill from between his fingers in full. Pinch the clammy nipple in the crotch of your finger and enjoy its presence.Mr. Deane moves himself to have the tip of his cock rubbed against his butt meat, twisting himself to provoke and enjoying.I'm surrounded by dragons like Emma, Lleida and Naia in Maia, and I'm willing to enjoy them one after the other... but I knew Mr. Deane's body was special somewhere.Even after fucking a few people because of the days I spent years admiring in the Crossbow squad without touching them, emotions that never get lost come up when I hold her.The fullness of holding the best woman.A feeling of superiority to everything in the world that never runs out, like mouthing superb liquor.Even the dragons take it for granted, but Mr. Deane evokes that feeling more than they do for a reason.I wonder why. Is it because you remain so connected to the secular world that you are still so noble?"Look, Andy... I'm not sure Naia can take off her underwear. Take him off."Mr. Deane whispered, unwrapping my arms and turning behind my back, I won't just let go of my hand holding my penis. Are you going to let Naia take off her breasts while she loosely stimulates my penis?"Maia. Emma.... with Naia's ass pointed this way, take off your pussy for two""Yeah.""What... Ah, yes"I dare to choose to let them undress, not my own hands.I'm not nasty enough to have Mr. Deane stick me behind my back like this and head to Naia's ass, but I have to crouch to get Naia's pussy off... and it's kind of funny how Mr. Deane crouches with his back sticking to it, too.Besides, it's not a bad hobby for two girls to try to take Naia's pants off like a spectacle on my orders, even if it doesn't have to be pinned off by others on their own.As the confused Naia looks anxious but shrinks and obeys her hands small, the two naked dragon girls hold both ends of Naia's breast to each of them to check my gaze before slowly sliding down.Yeah. Not bad.In the unreliable light of vegetable oil lamps, Naia's white buttocks are exposed to float, the best spectacle directed solely at me.Mr. Deane's hand keeps slowly irritating my penis. Naia, who has been completely stripped off, doesn't know what to do from there, and for now, she sits still with her middle waist and a noose open ass to me.In such an unusual atmosphere, Lyda is out of hand.Unique hair with silver hair to the back, knitted and draped only on one side behind the ear today, the other daring to remain straight.Crystal Palace dragons seemed to stiffen her hair, and few women with rare hair shapes as asymmetrical from left to right as she did were among the earlier occasions.As there are numbers there, I wonder if we all have to elaborate on our hairstyles because of their beautiful but lacking personality appearance. I think it's blurry. "Everyone is the ultimate beauty" is also good and bad when there are not many of them."Lyda, you can come here more.""What, that""I mean, you come nearby and show me that body."It'll be hard to see, that's an extra favor for them. Dragons have different digits than humans in sight and hearing, and darkness is not bitter.Sometimes what I called her nearby was that she would be spectacularly uncomfortable coming off the wheel in this kind of orgy. But I rephrased it thinking that if I didn't name it for my own satisfaction, I would give her a gap of reluctance.Lleida comes next to Nanny and Maia and stands to emphasize her body with unfamiliar hands. Even if you're aggressive about making kids, pornographic appeal seems almost like your first experience.That's kind of adorable, but I take turns back and forth again with Mr. Deane, exploring her labia with a turtle head from that butt side."... don't rush me... let me in, Andy""I'm not in a hurry."I'm not even that hassled.If that's what you're feeling, Mr. Deane is disappointed.... How mean to point that out.I can also draw attention to the fact that it takes a lot of jerking off to Mr. Deane, who has been working far away from my country and polka for me. I'll be disappointed to give it back.Splitting her horny meat petals, she casually sticks her meat stick in.of Mr. Deane, who was originally more exasperated than me. There, she was wet without having to hide it, but she felt my intrusion and her body reacted strongly, reaching lightly with the tide blowing."Ugh... Ugh...""I just let you in and you're pissed off.""... I've been waiting... for this much, forgive me...""Forgive or not"I laugh, I'm disappointed.Poke, without waiting for her aftertaste.Drag it out, poke it. Drag me out again, poke me.Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke, poke, eventually ramble.Forcefully ravaging vaginal leeches that yip, tremble and eat their penises, feeding their fingers on their round asses, inexplicably rambling in her genitals."Uh-oh."Mr. Deane turns himself over and rejoices. If I looked at it from the front, it would be all rusty and titty. I don't see it because it's a buck.Three of the dragons and Naia watch her mess like that.To expose the outrageous "woman" and make each other think it's useless to hide their sexuality. Making you imagine the behavior to yourself that ensues and enhancing your mood for each other. And I enjoy their varied nudity all the time.This is the flavor of harem sex. This house is a liberation zone for me and their instincts.And not only in the beginning, but in Mr. Deane's womb, which is constantly squirting, I slap the tortoise head even harder... release the growing sexiness.Sprinkle and carve the crystals of your own desire into the core of her nasty brown flesh."Phew, ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."Where does Mr. Deane go with the majesty of a warrior and the prestige of his boss, he shouts his voice as high as his little girl's and suddenly peaks furiously.Zamen compresses her lower abdomen and blows out of the vaginal clearance as she loses pressure.Otherwise, Chibi and Zamen fall at her feet. The horny smell spreads.Anything that doesn't find that a seductive smell is no longer in this place.cont 'd
