Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 572

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:07:52 AM

While Naia cares about me and Beatrice's eyes (although Beatrice was full of what happened to her and didn't see anyone else), she takes off her clothes a little shy.

Mr. Hilda approached Naia and said, "Okay?," he calls out to disarm contraceptive magic.

"Well. Speaking of which, I always used birth control. How many people bite the umbilicus when they find out they begged to plant it as soon as possible?"

"... shouldn't I"

"Ho, sooner or later. If you don't want to be the first, someone in this room just needs to sip."

Lyla laughs at Eagle Deep Fried, wraps Beatrice in a cloth she removes from somewhere, and lets him sleep in a decent position.

"The vigour of the owner's lord is not so little as to wither in the female companionship. Take plenty of it and be proud of it."

"... Yes"

Honestly, and shy but joyfully nodding Naia is fresh.

No, well, it's not weird because you've decided you're ready to be loved by me around this previous showdown with the liner.

"Naia.... will you get pregnant?

"You insist on doing all that, and now you ask me that"

"I'm a dude. I always want it to be a clear word if possible."

"... Yes. Of course... I want to get pregnant with your child. From now on, as many people as you want."

As I gently take off my last underwear, Naia answers my request and spins her words.

There's no more excuses to interfere with that.

"Then we have to have lots of sex. Half an elf isn't as good as pure blood. It's hard to get pregnant."

"Guidance, I think I'm going to get easily pregnant."

Naia responds to a whisper at a distance near her mouth as Mr. Hilda or Blakecore urges her to sit down against my arm and lean on me with those busty tits at all costs.

"I don't know because it's a gift. And Apple's not pregnant yet."

"Well then... I guess I'll just have to do a lot"

"Don't tell me you're going to give birth alone in Carlwin, okay? It's always polka when you give birth."

"I'm quick. Make me pregnant, then... offend me and your child until I let them live here, then say"

"... the way I prefer to say it"

"... because instead of me finally being honest, I would miss you if you were obsessed with Beatrice's tutoring"

Kussssh Naia smiles, and as she can no longer stand it, she clings to me and pushes a deep deep kiss in.

My skin is hot.

A soft breast glides pullily from my newborn shoulder to my chest.

I don't let my lips go when I stroke my ass with nasty hands, I just react with a sweet nose.

... My lips finally leave when Naia's tongue tasted my mouth for a while and my breath relief became painful.

A mixture of intense saliva creates foam, pulls yarn, and drips off.

And the fact that Naia did it aggressively, with nothing but the act, shook me with sweet satisfaction, and Naia's own taga loosened even more.

"Mm-hmm... Mm-hmm..."

Naia takes a breath and continues to kiss even more.

Her face, thus drowning in love and passion, looks younger than usual. I guess that's not true, but it makes me seem even younger than Beatrice.

Though it is true that a sweet woman, an honest woman, is much younger than a distracted woman.

That Naia is rounding up such a young girl and expressing her crazy affection for me.

And he wants a child in that womb, and he wants my favor more than that.

I knocked down the liner, something was over, something changed. Perhaps it is this change in her that gives me the strongest sense of that reality.

"Pfft...... Naia, I'm too disappointed"

"Huh, ku... kiss, feels good... no, fun... no. Anyway, just kissing, I can't wait to feel... boiling, resting, very good."

"... oh, I know somehow. But just give me a minute."

"... ah"

"Don't look lonely. Kiss me as much as you want.... dick and uterus, mouth and mouth"

"… Yes………………"

I can't wait to kiss you anymore.

Having sex, kissing too.

Lovers or couples, anyway filled with aggressive passions, have sex without any weird philosophy as an act.

To the proclamation, Naia looks mellow and happy.

"Open your crotch, Naia.... thats guchogucho"

"... Yes. I'm Gucho Gucho."

If I switched positions to lay Naia together and put my hands in Naia's groin, there's so much wetness that my palms are already wrapped in bettori and mucus.

Naia admits it submissively, stretching her legs quickly and just sooner to draw my hips.

"Your hot seeding...... this is what happened in anticipation of having sex with Mr. Smythson......"

"... you know, you can put up with that until I make you say it?

"I... am a female slave, am I not?

Naia has a floating eye, hands on my shoulder, and tries to attract a little bit.

"I thought this is what making you look like a slave..."

"Well, it's each person.... because she's cute after all."

I've had a bit of fun with Naia's slut stories, but maybe it's because she's in a bit of a hurry.

Like he said, jealousy of Beatrice.

The desire to become more obsessed with myself may have given Naia the urgency. But Naia like that is adorable, and don't push it, what a draw to water.

"As much as you like, let's seek each other out.... Naia, let's get in. Let me have some fun in you."

"Ha... a lot, a lot... feel better, eh..."

He spreads Naia's wet, hairless labia and pushes in an unclean penis as well as traces of his earlier behavior with Beatrice.

I've only committed it many times before, and compared to Beatrice, my penis creeps in smoothly like a lie. Of course.

And Naia, with her legs tangled in her hips from halfway through that insertion and her neck held tight, pulls her hands and feet together just wondering if it was something to let go, accepting simultaneously the insertion of the kiss and the mouth of the uterus as heralded.

Adorable, but I can't move with this.

I decided to stay put and enjoy the kiss and vaginal feel carefully... but even after enough as it was, Naia moved her tongue passionately while breathing intermittently and wouldn't even try to let go of her hips that kept her in the back of her vagina, so it was getting a little less obvious.

"Mm... mmm... hey, Naia... that's a little... mmm"

"Mmmm... Mmmm..."

Naia goes on feeling like she doesn't even have to talk.

I have no choice but to move my hips forcefully.

Instead of rubbing Naia's vagina with her penis, let Naia shake herself forcefully with her hips.

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"Huh... Huh, uh..."

Naia won't let go of her mouth and hands and feet if they do that.

Even forcefully rocked, forced to. Just as it is the main road that is used to create this pleasure.

Still, my body feels like I want to snuggle my hips and not let them fall out and go out in case.

I'm pretty tough with restricted breathing, too, but I'm waving my hips like that to kick Naia out.

So, it seemed that Beatrice, relieved, had finally become sane, and slowly woke up in the corner of his sight to stare at me and Naia's mating blurred, and he twitched and opened his eyes and blushed.

"... Mmm..."

I shake Naia's attention with my gaze and shoulder tap to teach Naia that.

Naia sees Beatrice's expression and she gets a little stiff, but then she just narrows her eyes and she feels back at the mating with me.

I gauged the timing, let go of my lips, and asked Naia briefly.

"Are you sure?

"... Ha, ha... I like being like this, I can't wait to... even before Beatrice, I can't stand being a pervert, that's okay..."

Naia expressing a bit of rampant female slavery consciousness again.

"Hey... Nani..."

"Ho. Since the owner's array is intense. You know how many women fall in love."

"What... Wow, I don't know. Yikes!? Naia Grance, you..."

Naia does her gaze at Beatrice, who feels confused and puckered in the mouth and in trouble about what to say.

"... I... will be Mr. Smythson's female slave, I promise... it was..."

That's all I'm saying, I start kissing again so I can bump, and I start rocking my own hips with my legs tangled in my hips.

Admit, be proud, and show off that you have fallen.

Since I said I wanted to be held against Beatrice, Naia already halfway expected me to be like this... no, I guess I was determined.

I don't want Beatrice to take away my interest. I want you to adore yourself.

When you decided to be honest with that thought, you mean for her with straight roots, this far was direct?

I love Naia for accepting herself like that and I hang out with that last-minute...... after poking her up to slap her uterus more than once, she starts ejaculating with the last blow.

"Ngu... Ngu, Ngu..."

The overflowing semen swells up in the back of her vagina, and Naia shivers herself with her lips together, overflowing with saliva from her mouth at the timing with the turbidity from her pussy.

We mixed each other's saliva, and we were sending it, and if we coughed up one thing, it would soon be like that.

And even if the saliva and semen blow zero, they still obsess over each other's lips... being shown too instinctive sex, Beatrice is also flabbergasted to forget to complain on the way.

Maybe she's in a state of cultural shock just because she had no choice but to be held by me to get her lost arm back.

Even if I knew I was, I'd keep having sex.

It will not be covered. Nothing. I'm not showing grandeur outside.

... just a little while, looking forward to Beatrice's eventual confusion.

"... cheating"

And a few days.

Beatrice immerses herself in the secret hot springs of the forest on the top of the Buddha and screams as she is treated for an ancient wound by Mr. Hilda.

"I'm cheating. Here! What the hell, you warm spring water!

"... hot springs"

"Oh, I don't know if it's a hot spring! Wouldn't it be too easy if this happened!

"What?

"Keh, the injury is almost healed... and you get rid of the sickness, the decay!? If this happens, why have we been struggling......!

"You mean you don't have to struggle from now on."

I point it out as I watch Beatrice Yuji.

"From now on, all the people in Carlwin can be healed here. And you, clearly, look pretty much better. How little I cared about taking care of my hair."

"... Ugh, shut up!

Beatrice let Yuji do plenty in this secret hot spring after treating her hand, and as she saw it, the poverty phase improved. The addition and subtraction of hair sagginess has recovered with the Spirit Springs effect is quite significant, but other than that, the figure has become feminine according to age and the shadow of the expression has decreased.

In a short period of time, I think the Spirit Springs are amazing, and at the same time, I remember a little distorted satisfaction with Beatrice, who doesn't think it's completely strange to see me bathe anymore.

Thanks to having sex, albeit in that shape. Or is the shock of seeing Naia that makes her perception of public order here strange?

Let it go because it's a little fun. Well, there's Mr. Hilda and the Blue Dragon, so it's not that uncommon of a reaction to be seen and flat by a man in a bath.

(cont 'd)

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