Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 424

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:10:32 AM

The magic of light spheres for lighting is not difficult magic, but the properties seem to vary subtly depending on each scumbag.

When Irina chants, she floats a large ball of cabbage with a soft but sufficient amount of light. The colors are also pure white, with little change during the effect time.

Not again when this is Sevory. Slightly closer to blue than pure white, unlike Irina in size, an apple large light sphere floats. At regular intervals, the amount of light changes to pulse slowly, spreading light that shakes approximately to pine lights (sweet potatoes), etc., around the perimeter.

A further variant is that used by Tetes, where the color feels like a warm ivory to beige, but when I look closely at the light source, a few light spheres rotate as they solidify.

"Isn't this some kind of troublesome spell...?

"No, that's what happens when I say it."

"... even though it's a normal spell?

"Yes."

Do you brace so much just because people talk differently? A guy called Magic is incredible.

So until just now my room was lit with a single candle, but it is completely brightened with a number of light spheres floated by the female slaves who have gathered.

"Well, everyone just got their penises in."

Mr. Hilda, who first received the "morning ritual" insertion and then was thorough with insertion aid, looks around at everyone as he licks his wet fingers.

"I would like to have a new female slave collar attachment ceremony."

"Huh!?

It was Naia who freaked me out.

but I don't particularly confuse you because I know who you're talking about, except for the four of Naia and Gauntlet.

"Then... eh, will we all take it off"

When Marone says so, having just put the skirt off again, Mr. Hilda, still half-naked or with his lower half undressed, twitches his hands.

"Oh, honey. ♪ Look, if you don't take it off, the teacher's gonna take it off."

"No, I can take it off! I'll take it off!

As Marone hastily signaled to undress, so do the other female slaves. With more than 20 people, the room is just small, and I'm a little sorry that shoulders are bumping into each other everywhere.

"Uh."

Nalis pounds and pounds Naia's shoulder, who was naked while she was offended in sleeping.

"Well, it's air...... you better give up and take it off. Anyway, Smythson, I thought it was only women's water because it was only ten chiefs. If you wear it badly, it's hard to float."

"No, no... I'm not going to be a female slave yet"

"Um... are you planning on getting Naia collared too?"

"So no!

"... yeah?

Naris, get up and twist your neck.

"Uh, and. Maybe it's Naia's mistake. Millil's the one who put the collar on today."

I'll point it out while I help Oregano take his clothes off (flirting in the name of).

"Naia hasn't. I'm not giving it to a kid who doesn't want a collar on his own."

"You tried to push me without any particular consent!?

"No, that's another one... I haven't made a collar to put on Naia yet anyway!

I take my oregano off as it gets so hard to argue against Naris' protest that I get a kiss on my cheek for that thank you. Next, I'm a little lonely for Aurora and Angelos and their ancient ginseng aggressiveness, which I just took off, as I grinned bitterly at Cute and Laurier waiting for me to take half off. I guess I took the initiative so the newcomers could move on and take it off, but I wish I could have taken it off one by one anyway.

Anyway, the female slaves standing in line to make a circle under the bright magical light, no one and he are both brilliant and thankful once again for their blessed condition, even though they have just finished penetrating into everyone.

"Fine, hey, Selene. You're not going to be born soon."

"Eh heh. When they kick me from the inside out, they say I'm going to be a mom soon."

"Ugh, I envy you... I want to finish my assignment and make a baby with you soon Andy"

Well, Mr. Hilda is so dependable on me and Jeanne both for their weight selenium. Christie, Irina, Sevory, etc. also seem to be whispering and teaching the juniors a lot, and it seems so pleasant to watch that each of these naked girls rallies cares.

"Ugh..."

And Naia is taking off her clothes thoughtfully beside Naris. I guess it's even more embarrassing because of the unfamiliar atmosphere, but I guess I decided that leaving the room now would not be a good idea to stay dressed alone.

... For once, I feel like Naris, who is also not a female slave, could have taken the lead and left the room with me, but Naris seems to be willing to give up and be present from the start. I don't know if I would recommend exiting now, so I'll leave it to the flow as far as they're concerned.

And I fish my own pockets of clothes and take out the collar I made the other day.

"Well, then... Millil, get up on the bed"

"Ha, yes"

I guess I woke up early and combed (scraps) thoroughly before I got here, shaking my beautifully aligned black silky hair and Millil advancing and going.

Just like the last Tetes, Marone, Cute, no strings even to tie your hair together. I can't wear one. Completely naked.

The bed is arranged with its head side tucked against the wall behind the room, so that more than two dozen female slaves and a few less so (Mr. Deane, Naris and Naia) make a semicircle, and Milil's white skin, which has all been gazed at, trembles lightly.

Even though the cat colony says I can play all I want, I must be a perverted daughter who isn't even happy with it and says she wants to be my female slave and have a rotten life as a slut.

But that's how you get yourself together, and you're so sincere that you even feel sanctified that you know where you're headed for me like a offering.

Once again, I hold one woman back to the seriousness of accepting that life.

"Um... Selene, was there something like a complaint?"

Even as I tighten myself up, I still can't decide. I'm a little embarrassed that the girls laughed at me couscous, but Selene answers gently as she sits back in her chair.

"There isn't. If I'm gonna insist, why don't you just say, 'Now you're my bitch slave too' or something like that?

"Oh, yeah."

I take Millil's gaze up again, kiss that forehead gently, then gently scratch her hair and attach the collar.

At that moment when the collar was fastened, Millil shivered in a pimple, her glimpse of eyes slightly possessed the colour of the trance.

"... Now you can't go back..."

"... Yes"

"Serve my dick, mix and orgy with lots of women, get pregnant with the same species alongside other daughters... erm"

On second thought, it was the same around here even when I was in the colony.

But the fact that it's mine is supposed to be more serious, and I'm a little worried about emphasizing it, looking for words.

But before it was next connected, Millil smiled fluffy and soft, but somewhere nasty.

"I know.... I will always love your husband here... and be loved. I swear I will dedicate all of this to your pleasure..."

"... Millil"

"Please, whisk my body every day and ejaculate everywhere, until I can no longer take the smell of your husband... that's my happiness..."

Receiving my proclamation and making more nasty declarations than that, Milil slowly knocks her body back and spreads her crotch.

While I was collared by me and proclaimed a female slave myself, its secrets were beginning to glow with the secretion of love fluid.

"Good boy."

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With an extension that felt like a offering somewhere, Millil still felt like a sacred ritual to begin sexual activity amidst fantastic light and a large audience, but everywhere he pushed and slipped his penis into Millil's vagina for vulgar pleasure.

"Ugh... Phew..."

Speaking of which, even "Morning Rite" has already offended Millil once. And yet, if you feel this way, you learn to feel completely different again, with a weird discovery.

In tranquillity with Singh, Milil intertwines with her lower body and begins to shake her hips so that she can be seen in the eyes of the female slaves.

And this hip. And this vagina. And this womb.

He said it was mine, just like your sole.

So he welcomed me, and he sipped the seed and made the child, and he said it was a female slave hole.

Claim it not as a word, but as a lucid act in bright illumination.

Gu, gu, gu, gu.

Demonstrate and show that you have a new female slave who is happy to play my dick.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Everyone swallows their spits and watches over this sex.

Not only do I see it, but I'm starting to mess with my groin myself. If you circle your gaze lightly, Tetes to Angelos, Christie...... Oregano, Luna. I see even Naia slowly moving her fingers around the hedge of Shame Hill, which makes me laugh a little bit.

You shouldn't.

I concentrate on Millil. It's Millil who's having sex now.

There's nothing you can do about it now, aside from Millil, who's offering pleasure and laughing.

"Millil... I'm ejaculating now...!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Millil wrapped her legs around my waist and put them together.

Take the inside out. No, an indication of intent not to let you go outside.

I nodded softly at it, decided to hit the mouth of my uterus with a bite, and ejaculated.

"Huh, ahh, ahh..."

With overflowing and nasty sounds, decide to ejaculate massively enough to blow out and weaken.

"Good day, Andy"

"And Sister Milil."

"Nyah."

I breathe. Marone or cutie for Angelos, Aurora, and Milil, who weakens while she's vaginally ejaculated. Each one follows, and it takes the end of the day.

Or lick the dirty groin.

And with a bitter look at it, Mr. Deane put his arms together to lift his shapely boobs.

"You can go on, but let me talk to you first....... the adjustment is done. Tomorrow I'll take Lord Dan and fly to Celesta."

"Oh, have you?"

"I thought it was that far away"

"No, I didn't think it would be long after Sharon and the others arrived."

"It's spring, because even though we have dragons, we can't even relax very much. SWAT members intend to. The irrelevant daughters... well, good opportunity. Have fun."

"No, that's not even Mr. Deane's partition, 'cause, hey, wait a minute."

"My lord."

With Mr. Deane's forgiveness, Severies, Elves, four daughters, Christie, and Irina also pushed over to bed, crumbling loose.

When I finally glimpsed around from the gap between skin and skin, breasts and buttocks, Naia and Naris were sighing as they dressed.

"... do you want me to get used to this stuff"

"If you go on twice and three times, you'll end up getting used to it. No, I'm not a female slave either."

"... I'm not going to get used to it"

"But we're all happy, and I'm sure it's fun."

Look at me for a second. I saw each other.

And I could see the flashing sword glowing so satisfactorily, Naia hastily wrapped that whole thing around in a cape.

... No, it's not too late?

(cont 'd)

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