Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 506

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:09:06 AM

The next morning.

Still stepping out into the courtyard of the fort in the morning and biting the aftertaste I enjoyed plenty yesterday with Zach Zach.

Bite down the stretch and inhale the outside air thoughtfully.

The air is cold. Well, this is what spring mornings in the North are like.

Quiet enough, unlike polka. All you can hear is the sound of water that tells you what to do.

The fort, surrounded by sturdy stone walls, will only overshadow the sound outside, so the stirrings of the woods and the voices of the animals, which should be around them, cannot be heard unless they are well articulated.

Regardless of the guy making noise early in the morning in the fort... well, unless you need training or something, there's nothing to break this silence because there can't even be one at the moment.

"I think I should wash it on my face too...... no, I've hustled quite a bit so I guess I should wash it from body to body"

Because of this, there are nearer water bathing facilities than Polka's home. The water would be cold, but it would be good for drowsiness, and either way, the horny smell on your body will come through time. Reduce the feeling of butting into the stimulus and I head to the water bath so I can scratch my back and forth in the morning.

And when I put it on the water bath, I had three clients.

It's Mr. Deane and Lyla, and Almeida.

"That, Mr. Deane..."

Particularly unexpected is Mr Deane.

Lyla would even dawn because she doesn't need much sleep by nature. Almeida is serious about darkness, so I have the impression that she's going to wear cold water as a mental workout in the morning.

Could it have stayed here yesterday, even dawn with Lyla?

"Are you surprised I'm up early?

"No, it's not like that."

Take off your clothes while giving an unclear reply to Mr. Deane, who asks you with a relaxed fit who still doesn't care about the man's eyes.

Whose work would be Mi's cage? I guess Boyd. He's strangely clever.

"There's me and him too."

"My name is not 'the one', it's Almeida"

"Ho. She's a troublesome woman."

"Don't you dragons want to avoid calling me names for what I don't care about. God of War and Naris call it easy."

"Ho ho. Deane is one of the few women who admits to my qualifications. You can't call me Naris, and you can't remember her because she's a funny woman."

"Am I not worthy of remembering..."

Almeida looks dissatisfied as she sinks into the water that uses Lyla's feet as a heat source.

Mr. Deane laughs bitterly.

"It's not exactly something that sticks to dragon crap. It's not an army, if you know how to call it."

"What, it would be the army. I'm always gonna do that."

"It was a bad way of saying it. Lila is not a soldier. Outside the discipline. If you're in the military, it would be worth blaming for disrespect, but your relationship with Lyla and Maia wouldn't be there, would it?

"Mm..."

Almeida still seems dissatisfied, but she convinced me for once, so I shut up.

Well, I guess the Lylas just don't have the sense of distance and standing because they've become female slaves all at once in a straight line if she thinks about it, rather than hostile to Almeida as well. I wonder if time is the part to solve, yet I approach Almeida and turn my hands from behind, rubbing my chest.

"Here, here, all of a sudden..."

"Can't you?

"... you can't..."

Almeida feels her throat collar in her chin, restating her position, even though she seems angry for a moment. Just to show up in that attitude of the person, I figured the change was too sudden.

Well, aside from that, I'm pretty sure I'm showing my sucker as a person right now and my culminating life as a man, breaking into the women's bathroom in the morning and suddenly getting my hands on my tits with desire.

"Absolutely, I got the goats interested last night. Don't you have any service for me?

Mr. Deane says things that are stubborn only in form. I can tell by the look on your face that you don't really care. but.

"Worked?

I don't know what I did. Wouldn't you be doing more than showing off your nudity?

Oh, my God, Mr. Deane looked at me with a bitter smile when he thought about it and reflected it a little on his hand, making Almeida give a colorful voice.

"What, I just washed my back and did it. Like Basson used to do every once in a while."

"Oh......"

At the end of Mr. Deane's gaze, a patterned brush for floor polishing was rolling.

I'm going to crap the back of an orga with that. Sometimes recruits are defaced by their boss Auga, but occasionally Mr. Deane can do it at Basson's Crossbow camp, and some parts of the Auga had an increased bathing rate because of it.

I envy that and sometimes the soldiers of the humans and beasts also run for it, but when I try to wash humans with that, it just scratches my back. I mean, that brush makes my skin peel.

It's a picturesque sight to be a naked beauty who carelessly craps the backs of men.

"Well, it warmed me up in good shape. Time to go."

"Ho. No more"

"Oh.... so Andy, I'll take care of your absence"

"Huh?"

I wondered if I was going or going back to my room, and suddenly she said something about being away and I'm confused.

Are you going somewhere?

"It's information-sharing with Catalina and Rennest. Or should I say gather information because there is no information that can be taught from us"

"Uh..."

"I'm concerned about the movements of the Ligley Ten and the Sword Saints, and I may have requests from the Gold Arms. Well, Lyla's wings can come around in a day. We've all just arrived, and in the meantime, it's good to know the living conditions of the fort."

"You mean like a vacation?"

"Don't take off your wings, okay? Well, if you don't have to leave the fort, I don't care if you're there, but you're going to do something right away without me or Lyla."

"Ri, roger."

Mr. Deane sweeps water droplets out of his beautiful brown naked body in the morning and back, which has faded gradually.

and Special Agent Becker Hundred, who is laying on the roof on a little far away cabin and peeking over here. What are you doing early this morning?

Not so much as a thought...... but a pompous holiday.

My first assignment as a unit was Cairon, but this time he was nominated, so I became the temporary commander, and I will announce that to everyone who has fallen apart when the sun also rises.

"... so no particular assignment today. If you're going to fix a moving mess, if you're going to train yourself, if you're going to put your hands on your living environment, if you're going to take a nap, you're going to break up."

Sometimes the content was content, and nothing particularly salutes them, and they all flow lightly to breakfast and wash their faces. Thinly sliced dried meat and pickles for breakfast, by the way, and tea.

"Boyd, it's been a long time since I've had an audition in the morning. I'll see how moulded you are."

"Ah, yes. I didn't skip it for once..."

Angelos seems willing to wash his face, tie his hair up to a pony, and archaic with Boyd.

Then I'll go back to sleep.

"Naris, you slept in so much."

"Fine, he also said it's warrior work and old great people to rest when they can!

Naris slept twice in dignity. What will Tess do?

"And I'm going to bed!

"Yes, sir."

It's a no-reaction.

"I don't even have to ask..."

Cairon seemed to want something but flushed it for now. Only today it is a guaranteed right.

"We are!

"We are!

"Okay, shut up."

Horny brothers who tried to pose and declare something shut up too.

"At least listen to me!

"You're a dick anyway"

"Yes, but don't let them think you're just a dick..."

"That's what I mean, I didn't specifically ask for an explanation!

I mean, you're getting too tense for these two because of a lot of people in a long time.

"What are those Smythson ten chiefs going to do! You're sketching again, you son of a bitch!

"I want you to do more and more!

"Seriously, shut up!

The sun is going down when I'm with these guys.

That's why I kick their asses and chase them away, and I go back upstairs in the dorm.

So, I find my blonde back in the hallway upstairs, somewhat of a voice.

"Oh, Apple!

"Are you okay, I tried a little hard yesterday..."

"... kusu"

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I just thought it was Apple, but it was Sharon with her hair down.

"Wow, sorry."

"Is it hard to tell if it's over your back?

"Uh... yeah, hey. Sometimes it was dark."

In a room where light is not very well collected, albeit in the morning. I know there is someone pah, but the subtle darkness of detail and color is a difficult amount of light if you don't take a calm look.

But it's really hard to look at again.

He may be slightly taller than Apple, but to a lesser extent he changes his posture. Not to mention the ears, it's hard to tell in a normal human being... and the size of his boobs and buttocks hasn't beaten Apple at all. Does Sharon feel that Apple is slightly poorer for fighting?

Face, of course, though not exactly.

And when I look at the shiitake.

"... ah. I came up with a good thing."

Sharon has a flirtatious grin.

So.

Space that is supposed to be clogged in the hallway and common items such as cleaning utensils and carpentry tools.

Apple and Sharon tied their hair together and confronted each other where it was not supposed to be a room or anything, just because it was a trail.

We're both taking off all our clothes in the room. There was some noise from Naris, but it would be okay.

"Please meditate on your eyes, my lord"

"I'm going to go around..."

Apple and Sharon join hands in front of me, twirling around like a social dance before splitting left and right.

Well, the point is, "Which one? ♪ That's the play. ♪

In hindsight, you get my impression that it's hard to discern, then naked hindsight would be harder to understand, he said.

The two of them cover their eyes with an impromptu eye mask made of a severed cloth. Even such things surprisingly make facial recognition difficult, and if you don't even speak up, it's extremely difficult to discern.

And the two footsteps stop, and I open my eyes softly.

On the dull hallway clogged walls, two blonde ponytails, naked elves with big tits and beautiful asses, stick their butts out.

I have to distinguish which one from the other just by its body, without checking the faces of the two of them.

... Oh, my God, it's not like there's a punishment game.

"Well, my ass over here is Apple...... is it?

"... um..."

When I pushed one of my buttocks wide with my thumb and middle finger, the nose you leaked was slight and did not make a definitive decision.

Chrysanthemum behind the butt meat, and the feel of a female yin petal. But I don't remember the two socks not flying off and being characteristic, so I'm not sure even though I stroke them to count the wrinkles in the hole.

"Or... this way, huh?

With a voice that can't contain the niggling, the other butt probably opens muffled as well.

Kind of a strange sense of decadence in a place called Dungeons in a Dim Hallway.

A mismatch in a place called a fort. There are also Cairons downstairs with one floorboard.

But most importantly, the situation is really palatable that they come up with this kind of play in a place like this and enjoy it.

I'm a feminine lunatic pervert without a hoax, but I'm uninterruptedly happy and delighted that they're the perverts they deserve, and I can't stop niggling while animally rubbing my hips to indicate that it's time to rub my penis in one of them, compared to rubbing my dripping tits next to my ass.

Oh, I don't know. Now I guess I'm the face of the shitty sketchy oysters themselves I see a lot in the alley (again), I guess.

"Hmm... I don't know, so I can judge by the vaginal feeling"

……♪

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I'll insert it in one. From the moment it touches Zuchiru, it enters the sinus of the mucosa like a crucible, tickling the pleasure center.

They tolerate my ridiculous attitude. Instead, expecting me to sneak up on you, waving your breasts and seducing your ass that can't help inviting the guy while hiding who you are in your hot breath.

"... oh, whoa... and I guess I don't know until I compare it... why don't you try this manko too"

Switch to the next butt whispering in a low voice and insert.

Slutty meat, which cannot wait for the arrival of semen, welcomes it.

Many times, many times.

Taste the two asses back and forth, even losing sight of the purpose of discerning how long.

"Huh... Kuh, fu, oh, get out...!!

Sometimes, ejaculation.

And I dare ignore it as I hear the exhale delighting in it, and devour pleasure again even in my next ass.

Continue to semen the vaginas of the blonde-haired elves, many, many times, as you continue to pretend you don't know.

"... uh..."

♪♪

Poured about four times evenly, just when Apple (which was on the right side) started making his knees laugh, I feel a gaze from behind when I fumble.

When I thought of something, they were naked women, just like the two of us. Mr. Hilda and Tetes, Asti and Luna. And Almeida.

"Doesn't sound like fun, Andy."

"Is that where porn place starts today -"

"I don't mind anywhere, but you can wait here, right?

"... you can chain it to the cleaning tool rubbing hook there, right?"

"I'll find you."

"Yes, no, wait a minute. This is a limited-time..."

Somehow "just the two of us are sloppy" and that kind of pressure has led me to offend you for some reason when you wait chained to this dim, clogged wall hook and tied to the collar.

... I'm going to be mad if Naris finds out later.

(cont 'd)

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