Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 388

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:11:13 AM

My back is kind of jizzy hot when I notice a little after I skinned Annis and made a few flirts in the square.

That should be it too, and the sunshine in the clear desert, which is still cloudless though spring, is tight.

It still tends to cloud in a mid-winter climate, and having to wrap up a lot of clothes to stay out for a long time (outside of the hot springs) was powerful enough for me to come from a rare polka.

I don't necessarily need the height of a summer day to get sunburn.

"I think I got some kind of sunburn..."

When he appeals to Mr. Deane, Mr. Deane sees which and which back he was aware of the cats who were finished offending him.

"True. Well, it feels like it's been too white so far... but I think it'll only tingle a little to this extent. I don't care that much."

"I mean, I wonder if cat beasts don't get tanned"

"Speaking of which..."

Mr. Deane still sees the backs and neck muscles of the cats and daughters gathered around him still naked aprons, but it's not uncommon for daughters to be almost as white as me in snowland life.

"Because we are not as extreme a skin colour changing race as humans..."

A slightly older cat beast woman says so with a bitter smile.

When I hear something like that, I feel more special about us humans.

"But if your husband finds the light of day hard, wouldn't it be nice to move into the shadow of the sunset rock?"

"Sunshine rock?

"That's it."

What she pointed to was a large rock that protruded very high in the stand-up of a sun-dried brick house.

It's a subtle size rock that's a little short to call Rock Mountain, but in any case I don't want to think about it a bit without the power of a dwarf or a dragon.

"The shadows are huge because they're just a little inclined towards the north, and that root is popular as a place to take a nap. I usually only put the bench down, but if I can carry the mat..."

"Nyah. We'll all do our best."

At the suggestion of the older cat, the naked apron cat daughters bring the mat out of the neighbor's house while oozing their fists.

There is no fine dust in the disloyal feeling of being too innocent and a slutty festival that makes one man seed indiscriminately......

Well, I'll do it.

"Hehe. Well, Lord Donna's tattoo makes a big mess of me. You just have to enjoy swinging the sole during the colony."

Mr Diane says with ease as he leans his matatabi liquor.... increasingly my own whorehouse village.

Moving to the mat installation point, there are cats and daughters who are on all fours, pounding the mat with their poms and hands, and are used to it.

An apron wrapped in loose ends up floating off your body when you're on all fours, just like you're not hiding anything anymore.

My penis still pounds on the cats and daughters who unintentionally expose everything from nipples to butthole.

A familiar ass amongst those cats...... no, discover the hindsight.

"Oh, you... sure, I was dying at first"

"Ah... yes, that verse..."

At first, he looked really earthy, and that's the kid Mr. Hilda took out to the Spirit Springs as a top priority.

But what a mismatch for a girl who also crawls round her ass to normally be afraid of, which is why it's a strangely exciting sight.

I grab my protruding ass sooner and later, rubbing it by her side so as to disturb her trying to get the mat back to me.

"Can I seed it, or you?"

"... so, if I could, fine... I could have been healthier, so I gave birth... no, Echira wants to go through it..."

"Excellent."

Seed me because I want to give birth, and when they say, it really involves a sense of work.

But when I say that I want to try it with you and that pregnancy is OK, I feel kind of strangely happy with the same content. It's strange.

"What shall I do?... name, can I ask?

"E... it's Aylene Sandalwood"

"Nice name. And a good ass."

"Oh, um... I'm either a poor minister, sorry, I don't..."

"As far as I'm concerned, I want to rub my ass all over it, so I'm fine. Let me fuck you plenty in the future."

"Yes..."

Lots of cats and girls, including kids who have never had sex yet, as they prepare a bed for themselves to be offended with delight.

Promise a cat girl who was dying until this time plenty of sex while pranking like a handiwork.

Again, it's a tyrannical situation.

I think it would definitely be a pattern of heroes appearing and being crusaded after this if they were, for example, aristocrats and this was a dominant town or something.

but I don't have power like that. Even the fact that you are a dragon rider doesn't work very well for Grandma Donna here. That's why I think this situation, which is also admirable and allows me to fuck all I want, is really a forgiven situation, not something I just forcefully get.

"I can't help but lose weight. Spirit Springs connect lives, but they don't control you to your shape. But if you get healthy, you'll be in the right shape."

"Ha ha... ♪ Good luck so your husband can have a delightful body... ♪"

Cover cover from behind, stroke your body and kiss your cheeks as you pinch your penis between its slightly thin thighs.

Ellen twirls herself like a tickle, but already many times she goes in and out of other women's vaginas and holds my penis hard all over the mucus.

"... let's have sex, Aylene. Let me break through the hymen here now. Put my semen first in the virgin womb."

"Ha ha... glad, so... ♪ Please, me too... to your husband's exclusive manko... ♪"

Before that word was over, I twisted around my penis and into the gap in her labia, pushing my virgin vagina harder and harder.

"Hahhhhhhhhhhh... ahhh...!

"Don't force me... it may hurt, but then I'll make you plenty cute..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!

bumps, and the feeling of piercing the hymen.

I've tasted it dozens of times already.

Or the fact that I've tasted the virgin dozens of times is just plausible, and I'm just a little stunned inside.

... Me, I'm sure if it were to be spoken of decades away, it would really be a splendid "virgin favorite colored demon".

"Oh, now, to the end, did you come in... here, now, me too..."

"Oh, I've become a woman"

Gently stroke Allen's hair.

The slightly purple silver hair appeared rough and terrible before regaining health. That makes Sarah fluffy, so the Polka Spirit Springs are amazing after all.

"Hey, I don't know... I'm so, so glad... I was... so miserable, I could be your husband so he could adore your manko... Higu, ah... Higu"

"Hey, why are you crying at this time?"

"Ugh, glad I didn't die then, glad I didn't give up... eh"

Let me get to the bottom of it. While ravaging the virgins with other people's love fluids.

Ellen tears at the sight of it.

Flawed everywhere, but pure tears.

I want to make her happy from the bottom of my heart, feeling the temperature of her genitals under the desert sky.

Though it's a shame to make someone you don't know really happy.

But I want to make this a happy moment.

I seize her flesh, all sexy bands, and use all sorts of tubes to make her feel.

I didn't mean to make you feel like Mr. Hilda. Without gold fingers for hundreds of years of pleasure, you can't even use magic that directly brings out pleasure.

I can just make an effort to make Aylene feel like she's just been torn virgin.

I've had a lot of experience. Enough to make it not only painful but memorable, I should be able to.

Pick the nipples, stroke the inner crotch, love the butthole, peel the clitoris.

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"... Aylene. Me too... glad you're alive"

"Huh...?

"I'm so happy to have sex with you"

……

"... so, Aylene.... keep it up, let's not love each other"

whisper as he caresses Allen's entire body.

"Ah, aye... ah...?

"... let's love each other. Love you, Aylene. Because I love you."

I exhale my desires.

I whisper as my instincts whisper as I treat my rigidity with her vaginal flesh.

Exhale, and water sounds.

Bonging over and over again, I kept my growing ejaculatory appetite to her, again.

"Because I'll love you"

I blow a whisper into my cat's ear that I don't know if it makes sense or not.

And while Aylene has a flirtatious face like a flirt, so that she can follow that last push.

"Hia, ah... ha, ha... your husband, sama ah" "

Pull your whole body together.

I don't know if I really did. The summit may be a hallucination that has given rise to emotions strong enough to cry.

But believe me, I'm happy to give it to her.

"Huh... Kuh, whoa...!!

Dokun, dop, bürrrrrr, bush......!!

Bounce, punch, pour, overflow.

Aylene squeals her eyes narrowly into the semen that fills her vagina plenty.

It breaks into scraps on the mat.

From the cloudy Allen, I took away the apron all the time I could think of.

"Huh... ah..."

"In honor of that, I'll have it."

It was like a prank.

but.

It's like your husband is gathering the apron of his opponent.

"Yeah, I just got a shi, but they didn't take it. Okay?

"Yes, my lord. ♪ Just now. ♪

For some reason, it instantly transforms into a "rule to receive aprons from my daughter I have offended".

"Master... your mother's apron, I haven't taken it yet...?

"I'm gonna get you pregnant, too, right?"

On the mat next door, Tanya's ass is spread out by a naked anise.

If you're careful, you're in a pose match with the cats appealing on a mat around.

"What a customer. Are you even collecting dirty aprons? Let someone do that. Yeah."

"No... some sort of destruction medal..."

When I came back to the square again with dinner ready or something, I was framed holding an apron full of baskets.

... Behind me are the naked cats who have had brilliant sex and are satisfied and the naked apron cats who are waiting nagging.

"Tired."

"Tired."

They were working hard on the dismantling squad. Lina Yuna snapped back to back.

"Good luck. You can serve fresh meat for dinner."

And Nellie seems to be good at holding a dozen livers in a large plate.

"No, if possible, with that, regular meat"

"Your husband needs to get his hands on it."

"It's usually better to taste better than to be forced to concentrate with liver roasting!

"Don't like or dislike it"

"No, hey, ask my opinion too!?

... I knew it wasn't very good, Hellsbore liver grill.

(cont 'd)

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