Chapter 837: Peach Township of Love 4 [Lyda]
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Well.
Once again, Lyda stands before me and stares at each other.
Before that.
"... can I just wipe your face for a second?
"Oh, yes, no, I can't annoy the Lord's hand"
Exactly. I don't know about starting a communication sex that fosters bonding from a semen filled face.
but Mr. Cosmos looks kind of sorry.
"Ha... Mr. Smythson hasn't, either."
"A sudden waste came..."
"You know what? This is" pretend, "right? If you're a Love Class gentleman from here, don't worry about semen. Start with a kiss. My livestock husband would say," That's pretty good makeup, huh? 'Or if you jab it, you can grip the flow afterwards. Can I wipe it? Or it'll just crush your back. "
"Uh..."
"That kind of half-play feeling in our store is a booming thing, right? I'm here to cut my virginity. Not if you're a rotten teen."
"No, wait. You can have Roteen in there!?
"... I can't go up in front of the building, but my boys have made it a good rule to eat only virgins by saying," If you're familiar with them properly and you're willing to pay for them, it's safe. "
Talk wow. I knew I wanted to be born there.
No, wait, wait. I don't care about that story.
"We've already started a conversation called sex here. Not if you stick to your usual pace, Mr. Smythson. Not only men but women, etsy is troublesome if they kill momentum. That's what mood means."
"Ugh."
I feel like I have a long turn to watch out for.
No, well... if I were a real sex worker in the first place, I wouldn't be bothering to ask for Mr. Cosmos' guidance, but I'd be leading the Lydas into a turning world. It's basically my problem, too, isn't it?
I don't have to create an atmosphere or prepare myself, but the female slaves bring me into a state of horror like rage.
Of course, it's their own convenience that if they don't, their turn won't turn, but I'm so sweet about it that I can't take care of the Lydas who can't get used to the flow.
In a way, it was not a matter of the personal qualities of the two Silver Dragons, but perhaps a necessary test for myself as Lord of Harlem.
"... then again. Yes, please don't water each other from here."
Mr. Cosmos wipes Lyda with a wiping cloth out of nowhere, and urges us to wipe the semen on his face with his hands.
It's embarrassing when this happens, but I'm the one who got wasted. If you don't lead again, and cough.
"Mmm.... Uh, Lleida, the... Let's start with a kiss..."
"... ok. Be prepared."
Be prepared.
... Well, as for Lleda, the challenge is to "go take the lead". Kissing is also a way to please me.
Slightly align your lips with Lyda, who smiles a little bitterly but moves in.
Intertwined lips and lips.
I also live in Polka Spirit Springs more than I live in. Everything is healthy in itself compared to where I live in Basson and travel, so that my lips are beautiful without rough or cracked areas while I am, but I still blur the feeling that Dragon lips are something of a different dimension.
It feels soft and soft like light snow, and it's going to melt.
I can't believe God gave birth to a dragon with all this thought, what a little philosophy.
But Lleda has no desire to end with just the feel of those lips... long and clever tongues intruding like another creature poking at the gap where I am distracted.
"Ngu."
I get stiff by accident. There's no way Lyda's reception is going to turn upside down yet somewhere in her mind, I wonder.
A fierce, greedy, slutty tongue tastes the mouth, not unlike melting lips, without an instant confusion.
I deal with it late, get my tongue in my tongue, fight back.
Connect your lips and lips tightly, and as saliva overflows, cut them together with your tongue and tongue, twisting and caressing them as you try to caress them.
No, my tongue is already tangled up if you think you've succeeded in that. The palate, the inner cheeks, the gums, and the peculiar tongue of the species are thoroughly licked and tasted.
The experience of other people's tongues licking their mouths is indecent like you can't imagine where they were virgins.
I had intended to kiss never less than a few times in my time so far from having sex with Selene, but the dragon tongue startles me wondering if it moves so cleverly when I mean it... and it does get sexy.
"... Pfft... Lord. Though I thought it was cowardly, let me fully demonstrate the superiority of the dragon."
"... P, ha, ha... don't do it"
"... an outpost will suffice. Next in the female hole."
When I'm done kissing him, I'll insert him in and see if he's expanding a little fast.
But Mr. Cosmos doesn't speak while smiling bitterly.
Think a little and notice. Lyda doesn't know any other sex moves in the first place.
Mr. Cosmos would also be able to teach it, but then the spirit will differ.
Mr. Cosmos doesn't just want Lyda and Emma to be masterful like hookers, he's just trying to get rid of what only passive sex can do, so if Lyda can fully interact with me after using Omako, that's okay.
"Okay...... then Lleida, spread your crotch on the table there"
"Yes……………"
Lleda sleeps on a low table and opens her legs honestly.
I wonder if it would be okay if I inserted my penis as it always is, especially not that I could give unusual instructions, but as I lay myself on top of it, Rheda whispered while accepting my penis up to about half the time.
"I still don't think the Lord has convinced me... that the urge for dragon females to be poured into rare male semen and conceive their children is not comparable to that of other races. I don't mind throwing everything else away..."
"... yeah"
"I've been going crazy with that urge ever since you identified yourself as a mother male during that battle in the valley. Oh, I want to get pregnant... I've been in a hurry all day wondering if I can't get your meat stick to smear me right now..."
... Well, I thought Lleida was too much of a straight line.
"Is that a very general theory as a dragon...?
"... I haven't seen a female dragon since I got here that I'm likely to deny"
.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Though I thought Lyda was a special runaway personality, if Lyda is simply unwilling to hide it and all the female dragons associated with me are pointing that intense passion at me...
"... uh"
Hey, tell Emma, "Really? I'm going to make sure," but I don't doubt that's exactly the "no mood" attitude.
I've confessed on purpose, but I didn't want to be served tea, so I believe I'd be brave.
... we'll see about that later. Later.
Though, I invaded the back of Lyda's vagina vigorously.
(cont 'd)
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Well.
Once again, Lyda stands before me and stares at each other.
Before that.
"... can I just wipe your face for a second?
"Oh, yes, no, I can't annoy the Lord's hand"
Exactly. I don't know about starting a communication sex that fosters bonding from a semen filled face.
but Mr. Cosmos looks kind of sorry.
"Ha... Mr. Smythson hasn't, either."
"A sudden waste came..."
"You know what? This is" pretend, "right? If you're a Love Class gentleman from here, don't worry about semen. Start with a kiss. My livestock husband would say," That's pretty good makeup, huh? 'Or if you jab it, you can grip the flow afterwards. Can I wipe it? Or it'll just crush your back. "
"Uh..."
"That kind of half-play feeling in our store is a booming thing, right? I'm here to cut my virginity. Not if you're a rotten teen."
"No, wait. You can have Roteen in there!?
"... I can't go up in front of the building, but my boys have made it a good rule to eat only virgins by saying," If you're familiar with them properly and you're willing to pay for them, it's safe. "
Talk wow. I knew I wanted to be born there.
No, wait, wait. I don't care about that story.
"We've already started a conversation called sex here. Not if you stick to your usual pace, Mr. Smythson. Not only men but women, etsy is troublesome if they kill momentum. That's what mood means."
"Ugh."
I feel like I have a long turn to watch out for.
No, well... if I were a real sex worker in the first place, I wouldn't be bothering to ask for Mr. Cosmos' guidance, but I'd be leading the Lydas into a turning world. It's basically my problem, too, isn't it?
I don't have to create an atmosphere or prepare myself, but the female slaves bring me into a state of horror like rage.
Of course, it's their own convenience that if they don't, their turn won't turn, but I'm so sweet about it that I can't take care of the Lydas who can't get used to the flow.
In a way, it was not a matter of the personal qualities of the two Silver Dragons, but perhaps a necessary test for myself as Lord of Harlem.
"... then again. Yes, please don't water each other from here."
Mr. Cosmos wipes Lyda with a wiping cloth out of nowhere, and urges us to wipe the semen on his face with his hands.
It's embarrassing when this happens, but I'm the one who got wasted. If you don't lead again, and cough.
"Mmm.... Uh, Lleida, the... Let's start with a kiss..."
"... ok. Be prepared."
Be prepared.
... Well, as for Lleda, the challenge is to "go take the lead". Kissing is also a way to please me.
Slightly align your lips with Lyda, who smiles a little bitterly but moves in.
Intertwined lips and lips.
I also live in Polka Spirit Springs more than I live in. Everything is healthy in itself compared to where I live in Basson and travel, so that my lips are beautiful without rough or cracked areas while I am, but I still blur the feeling that Dragon lips are something of a different dimension.
It feels soft and soft like light snow, and it's going to melt.
I can't believe God gave birth to a dragon with all this thought, what a little philosophy.
But Lleda has no desire to end with just the feel of those lips... long and clever tongues intruding like another creature poking at the gap where I am distracted.
"Ngu."
I get stiff by accident. There's no way Lyda's reception is going to turn upside down yet somewhere in her mind, I wonder.
A fierce, greedy, slutty tongue tastes the mouth, not unlike melting lips, without an instant confusion.
I deal with it late, get my tongue in my tongue, fight back.
Connect your lips and lips tightly, and as saliva overflows, cut them together with your tongue and tongue, twisting and caressing them as you try to caress them.
No, my tongue is already tangled up if you think you've succeeded in that. The palate, the inner cheeks, the gums, and the peculiar tongue of the species are thoroughly licked and tasted.
The experience of other people's tongues licking their mouths is indecent like you can't imagine where they were virgins.
I had intended to kiss never less than a few times in my time so far from having sex with Selene, but the dragon tongue startles me wondering if it moves so cleverly when I mean it... and it does get sexy.
"... Pfft... Lord. Though I thought it was cowardly, let me fully demonstrate the superiority of the dragon."
"... P, ha, ha... don't do it"
"... an outpost will suffice. Next in the female hole."
When I'm done kissing him, I'll insert him in and see if he's expanding a little fast.
But Mr. Cosmos doesn't speak while smiling bitterly.
Think a little and notice. Lyda doesn't know any other sex moves in the first place.
Mr. Cosmos would also be able to teach it, but then the spirit will differ.
Mr. Cosmos doesn't just want Lyda and Emma to be masterful like hookers, he's just trying to get rid of what only passive sex can do, so if Lyda can fully interact with me after using Omako, that's okay.
"Okay...... then Lleida, spread your crotch on the table there"
"Yes……………"
Lleda sleeps on a low table and opens her legs honestly.
I wonder if it would be okay if I inserted my penis as it always is, especially not that I could give unusual instructions, but as I lay myself on top of it, Rheda whispered while accepting my penis up to about half the time.
"I still don't think the Lord has convinced me... that the urge for dragon females to be poured into rare male semen and conceive their children is not comparable to that of other races. I don't mind throwing everything else away..."
"... yeah"
"I've been going crazy with that urge ever since you identified yourself as a mother male during that battle in the valley. Oh, I want to get pregnant... I've been in a hurry all day wondering if I can't get your meat stick to smear me right now..."
... Well, I thought Lleida was too much of a straight line.
"Is that a very general theory as a dragon...?
"... I haven't seen a female dragon since I got here that I'm likely to deny"
.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Though I thought Lyda was a special runaway personality, if Lyda is simply unwilling to hide it and all the female dragons associated with me are pointing that intense passion at me...
"... uh"
Hey, tell Emma, "Really? I'm going to make sure," but I don't doubt that's exactly the "no mood" attitude.
I've confessed on purpose, but I didn't want to be served tea, so I believe I'd be brave.
... we'll see about that later. Later.
Though, I invaded the back of Lyda's vagina vigorously.
(cont 'd)
Well.Once again, Lyda stands before me and stares at each other.Before that."... can I just wipe your face for a second? "Oh, yes, no, I can't annoy the Lord's hand"Exactly. I don't know about starting a communication sex that fosters bonding from a semen filled face.but Mr. Cosmos looks kind of sorry."Ha... Mr. Smythson hasn't, either.""A sudden waste came...""You know what? This is" pretend, "right? If you're a Love Class gentleman from here, don't worry about semen. Start with a kiss. My livestock husband would say," That's pretty good makeup, huh? 'Or if you jab it, you can grip the flow afterwards. Can I wipe it? Or it'll just crush your back. ""Uh...""That kind of half-play feeling in our store is a booming thing, right? I'm here to cut my virginity. Not if you're a rotten teen.""No, wait. You can have Roteen in there!? "... I can't go up in front of the building, but my boys have made it a good rule to eat only virgins by saying," If you're familiar with them properly and you're willing to pay for them, it's safe. "Talk wow. I knew I wanted to be born there.No, wait, wait. I don't care about that story."We've already started a conversation called sex here. Not if you stick to your usual pace, Mr. Smythson. Not only men but women, etsy is troublesome if they kill momentum. That's what mood means.""Ugh."I feel like I have a long turn to watch out for.No, well... if I were a real sex worker in the first place, I wouldn't be bothering to ask for Mr. Cosmos' guidance, but I'd be leading the Lydas into a turning world. It's basically my problem, too, isn't it?I don't have to create an atmosphere or prepare myself, but the female slaves bring me into a state of horror like rage.Of course, it's their own convenience that if they don't, their turn won't turn, but I'm so sweet about it that I can't take care of the Lydas who can't get used to the flow.In a way, it was not a matter of the personal qualities of the two Silver Dragons, but perhaps a necessary test for myself as Lord of Harlem."... then again. Yes, please don't water each other from here."Mr. Cosmos wipes Lyda with a wiping cloth out of nowhere, and urges us to wipe the semen on his face with his hands.It's embarrassing when this happens, but I'm the one who got wasted. If you don't lead again, and cough."Mmm.... Uh, Lleida, the... Let's start with a kiss...""... ok. Be prepared."Be prepared.... Well, as for Lleda, the challenge is to "go take the lead". Kissing is also a way to please me.Slightly align your lips with Lyda, who smiles a little bitterly but moves in.Intertwined lips and lips.I also live in Polka Spirit Springs more than I live in. Everything is healthy in itself compared to where I live in Basson and travel, so that my lips are beautiful without rough or cracked areas while I am, but I still blur the feeling that Dragon lips are something of a different dimension.It feels soft and soft like light snow, and it's going to melt.I can't believe God gave birth to a dragon with all this thought, what a little philosophy.But Lleda has no desire to end with just the feel of those lips... long and clever tongues intruding like another creature poking at the gap where I am distracted."Ngu."I get stiff by accident. There's no way Lyda's reception is going to turn upside down yet somewhere in her mind, I wonder.A fierce, greedy, slutty tongue tastes the mouth, not unlike melting lips, without an instant confusion.I deal with it late, get my tongue in my tongue, fight back.Connect your lips and lips tightly, and as saliva overflows, cut them together with your tongue and tongue, twisting and caressing them as you try to caress them.No, my tongue is already tangled up if you think you've succeeded in that. The palate, the inner cheeks, the gums, and the peculiar tongue of the species are thoroughly licked and tasted.The experience of other people's tongues licking their mouths is indecent like you can't imagine where they were virgins.I had intended to kiss never less than a few times in my time so far from having sex with Selene, but the dragon tongue startles me wondering if it moves so cleverly when I mean it... and it does get sexy."... Pfft... Lord. Though I thought it was cowardly, let me fully demonstrate the superiority of the dragon.""... P, ha, ha... don't do it""... an outpost will suffice. Next in the female hole."When I'm done kissing him, I'll insert him in and see if he's expanding a little fast.But Mr. Cosmos doesn't speak while smiling bitterly.Think a little and notice. Lyda doesn't know any other sex moves in the first place.Mr. Cosmos would also be able to teach it, but then the spirit will differ.Mr. Cosmos doesn't just want Lyda and Emma to be masterful like hookers, he's just trying to get rid of what only passive sex can do, so if Lyda can fully interact with me after using Omako, that's okay."Okay...... then Lleida, spread your crotch on the table there""Yes"Lleda sleeps on a low table and opens her legs honestly.I wonder if it would be okay if I inserted my penis as it always is, especially not that I could give unusual instructions, but as I lay myself on top of it, Rheda whispered while accepting my penis up to about half the time."I still don't think the Lord has convinced me... that the urge for dragon females to be poured into rare male semen and conceive their children is not comparable to that of other races. I don't mind throwing everything else away...""... yeah""I've been going crazy with that urge ever since you identified yourself as a mother male during that battle in the valley. Oh, I want to get pregnant... I've been in a hurry all day wondering if I can't get your meat stick to smear me right now..."... Well, I thought Lleida was too much of a straight line."Is that a very general theory as a dragon...? "... I haven't seen a female dragon since I got here that I'm likely to deny".............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................Though I thought Lyda was a special runaway personality, if Lyda is simply unwilling to hide it and all the female dragons associated with me are pointing that intense passion at me..."... uh"Hey, tell Emma, "Really? I'm going to make sure," but I don't doubt that's exactly the "no mood" attitude.I've confessed on purpose, but I didn't want to be served tea, so I believe I'd be brave.... we'll see about that later. Later.Though, I invaded the back of Lyda's vagina vigorously.cont 'd
