Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 725

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:05:22 AM

I suddenly open my crotch and obey, and I don't know what Corti's intentions are, and he looks a little suspicious.

"... er..."

No, well, if you think about it a little more conveniently for yourself, there's no convincing line.

Corti has a form of scorching play, so he's less patient than I thought, and he's easily surrendered to dick craving, or something.

I was hungrier for love than I thought, or something.

But that... that can't be what makes "Dragon Pride" so easy to get rid of.

The dragon will not betray my husband even after his death. If the "contract of power" is such a bond that it is so easily betrayed, then the discretion given there is too much. Because one dragon is so tremendously trustworthy that he deserves to risk his life to prove it, the dragons trust that "justice" and even deposit the right of adjudication to themselves.

That is why if we lose that trust and become evil dragons that are not worthy of guaranteeing justice, we will all also be ruthless.

There is no way that bonds involving such fundamental existential significance can be easily translated to the extent that sex is a little envious.

Before I open my crotch Corti, I look around at my sister Leila beside me, Shario immersed in a hot spring, and Lleida, the side that pursues bonds.

But Lleida doesn't break the pose taken for nude sketches, and Shario is an acquaintance. Layla nodded bitterly when she saw me confused.

Even if they snort.

"... to be a corti, I'm trying to fulfill your duties. If you don't mind, hold him."

"You work..."

"We have been perpetuated as female slaves.... What it means to be a female slave is to spend your whole life serving you while being treated to be tested for your love for the liner. You may think of it as an evil hobby, but let us and the other dragons convince you that it can be perpetuated because it is such a punishment to deny Master Reiner and affirm you."

…………

If I put it another way, I would be convinced because it is so humiliating that it is comparable to death.

That, as far as I'm concerned, is from the idea of "whatever it takes to be an excuse to survive," which actually doesn't have to be accompanied, but if you try Corti or Leila, it probably doesn't make sense to be half shy.

Because the punishment is also the punishment they imposed on themselves.

"Above all, me and Corti get forgiveness for each other's lives by taking on that punishment... that's how we should have put the story together"

"Am I?

"That's what you said. If you want to keep each other alive, twist it down and give it away."

... Ya, it's tricky.

But well, that is.

By serving me, Corti redeems Leila. Likewise, Layla gives herself a reason to keep Corti alive.

I'm not throwing my pride in my life-saving in the way I'm holding each other hostage that way.

It doesn't matter from the point of view of me trying to keep them alive in shape from the start, but I guess taking the form of "slave service to help my sister (sister)" that way is the process they need to take to accept their survival.

That means... if I want to "have love sex," responding to it is also a test against them, or an excuse to convince their hearts.

Any humiliating sexual service, that's the same.

It is precisely their intention to do female slavery in its original sense.

"... I don't know what it's like to be loved for acting"

"If you want, I'll try to pretend to love you more than anyone else for as long as you live."

"... I really want you to love me..."

Something about too much luxury.

No, I'm sure he'll play that, too. The pride of the dragon is strong.

And I wouldn't be able to tell that for real.

Dragons are strong, and their minds don't lose out on cheap desires, etc. like people do. All the imitations you try are so pointless... polar theory, even if you ordered death to test your love for me, you would even accept death as punishment over and above the life you've already given up for the liner.

"... I knew it. I don't want you acting weird. But okay."

I have to offend them.

If you decide to save your life, even that's one of your roles.

Cover yourself in a corti as you take off your bottom and tighten its little nudity so that it presses over the soft weed.

"If you want that much dick, I'll frame you"

"……………"

"I'll use it in your womb and masturbate plenty, and I'll get it out plenty. Because of this, get pregnant."

"... Ugh."

Now, is this delightful chief approval of Corti sincere, or acting?

... mah, okay. Future policies should be discussed slowly later.

"You'll offend soon enough, too, so you can mess with your manko and wait."

I rub Corti's clitoris with this back muscle, and grab Layla's tits with one hand.

"Ah, um... yes..."

While twisting herself to one rub on her plenty of extra tits in the palm of her hand, Layla nods and kneels, slowly starting to masturbate so that she can see me.

And while Mr. Gloria stroked his stomach a little unfortunately watching him make it.

"What, you're not framing me? I kind of expected that."

"Please wait a moment. Let these guys enjoy themselves when they're done framing you."

"Pfft. Your husband's in trouble too."

Mr. Gloria turning back to the canvas.

And Lyda keeps posing in discipline.

"Wow, as far as I'm concerned, it's an appointment!

"... I'm telling you, you're a proper contract of power, not a pregnancy bag!?

"It would be an honor for you to set it as an official ride, but I also want to be a pregnancy bag for that!

"No, really. Stop going around in your name."

Why did I like the way you called it a pregnancy bag so much, Lyda?

"... I'm a pregnancy bag too?

Corti whispers a little tease as he lays his hand behind my shoulder from under my armpit.

I whisper back as I push my penis inside her labia.

"I don't care what you call it, but one of these days I'm going to get pregnant."

"Dragon, even though it's hard to get pregnant?

"I'm persistent once I have sex. We all get pregnant in order, and if we don't, we'll have more sex pickles."

"... let me take a look at your arrangement..."

Breaking into Corti's vagina while holding her relatively small but busy tits with one hand.

Immediately, the vaginal hydra is stretched out, interrupting the intrusion. It's a hymen. Was it true that the liner hadn't offended you?

... I think it's really barren to hang out with dead people.

But I decided to keep Corti alive. I decided not to die.

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This girl's body, you should have eaten it, but I'll take it. From corner to corner, you're gonna remember my dick.

You've done nothing wrong, liner.

"... Ugh... duh... duh... duh!!

Putz, butch, mitch... butch, and my penis slowly rips the virgin apart.

Corti doesn't pull back. He pushes his hips up hard and tries to get my penis to come to the mouth of the womb a little faster.

I still indulge in Corti's first vagina, wondering if it was something I could do with my acting.

It's too tight, it's not moisturizing enough, and it has a vivid feeling of blood that's different from a love liquid. But you'll never get that feeling again. I move my penis slowly with a mean feeling that I'm going to indulge in plenty of real female slaves anyway, and twirl inside her hot meat bottle.

And if you chuckle a kiss on Corti's forehead that puts a face to the pain, and you check sideways, Leila is suddenly disturbed by masturbation as she takes a leak in the wood.

"That's a good painting over there too... Lyda, can I interrupt you for a second? I want to draw that one too."

"Or I don't mind...... Mmm"

"A magnificent naked beauty in the woods and her sister who is happily offended. Not good, not good."

Beauty sketching it dignified and naked is also a sufficiently unusual sight.

... while I am aware of them, I ravage the virgin lands of Corti and increase my sexiness while responding to instinctive kisses.

Intense green smell, bird's voice heard far away, and the sound of the hot springs of the selagu. While complaining of intermittent pain, Corti's wheeze floats in relief and unknown pleasure that finally allows her to have sex, as well as Leila's nose accompanied by a thrilling masturbation.

Make Corti pregnant. Let Leila get pregnant too. Both Lleda and Mr. Gloria get pregnant.

Focus your consciousness on ridding you like a rambling horse of an unlimited male instinct for superb women, present without realism as you float in the woods, trying to bash your own child in the vagina of a beautiful girl who gasps under you first.

The sense of ejaculation is right there. Corti, who has mocked me for that business, with a sense of disloyalty, a sense of conquest that offends virgin meat that the liner remained untouched.

I wave in strange tension and run up to the top of my pleasure and fly.

"... so, out... pregnant!!

"Ugh..."

Ejaculation.

The semen sprayed all at once overflows the narrow vagina, eliminating the escape in the back of Corti's vagina and swelling the fetus with dust.

Cloudy juice that immediately becomes intolerable to internal pressure and is refluxed by pushing the penis out.

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

"... what do you say, Corti? Your first sex."

"... Fair enough"

That's what Corti says as he roughs his breath.

... Fair enough. I could say it hurts or something.

But it is also dry for a "love love love" act.

If it's true...... it seems like a pretty promising slut.

No, "acting" even thinking about making you think so?

... Forget it, I'm going to overheat my head from reading too much.

When you pull your penis completely out of its vagina, the pink stained reflux juice.

You're dyeing this amount of my semen, you're bleeding a lot.

"... Well, you're next, Leila"

"Yes……………"

Trying to get up, Corti hastily clinging to protest.

"Hey...... not too moody!? If I asked you how you first felt, you'd probably do it again. Normal!?

"What's mood... no, what's normal! Normally the first shot hurts, so good luck. And then later!

"I didn't say anything hurts! I told you so-so! I'm more or less a dragon, so no matter what I do, it won't be over soon!?

"I really don't know about you. Hey!

Why am I pissed off when I didn't make it through the virgin safely?

... I mean, I just really wanted to have sex sooner. The natural de slut suspicion is getting thicker in me.

"Phew... nice water. There does seem to be some awesome spirits... the weird weights that seemed to cling to the wounds have faded too"

And Shario was enjoying the hot springs without any personal involvement in the erotic incident that was happening in front of him.

You're super mypace with you, too.

Thanks for the tits as that. Eye blessing.

(cont 'd)

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