Q. Maou-sama no Oshigoto wa? A. Mamono Nusume e no Tanetsuke Desu

"Ugh. I'm scared you seem kind of intimidated. You're not sick or anything, are you?

"Yeah. A man would be a normal reaction."

He lowers his finger in such a way as to be horrified by a pulsating meat stick and is gently gripped in. Greater pressure and a soothing sensation of the woman's hands make it comfortable for her lit erect skin. Unexpectedly, the sigh leaked.

"Is this how it works...?

Dark-haired girl asks as she slips her thin, supple five-finger into grotesque male meat.

It was the tone that kept the politeness, but the voice had a slight tremor of passion.

"Yeah. It feels so good. I can't compare you to masturbation."

"Pfft. I'm glad you said that. Me, you'll do your best!

Mi, who received praise, was motivated by Russia and sooner or later speeded up the momentum of the handkerchief. From stroking and rubbing movements to slutty fingers to cock up semen.

For every round trip of puffy soft palms, the burns soothe the pleasure.

"Oi x Po, I'm picky. This is a testament to what your lord feels."

The girl even seemed to enjoy her first experience of masturbation.

It's like the tail of a kitten obsessed with toys, and the meat room is shaking plenty. The gaze of a virgin youth is also directed to it, right and left. I follow defenselessly exposed flesh cracks with my eyes.

Ask everyone to treat their own meat sticks to a brunette girl who looks back as she occassions the waleme of Shame Hill who peeks up to the red ecstasy. I have to wonder if it's a dream situation. He also doesn't like the sound of the plundering effect called Cicosico.

(Really, it's not a dream och or anything, is it?

But this is the undisputed reality, which tells us of the thick odor that paralyzes the root of the nose with gin.

The air contaminated with the vivid incense of the reproductive organs, even though it contains the sweetness characteristic of the girl, is so irritating that it is doggy. When I fill my nasal cavity with mi itself as I swell my lungs all over my eyes, I learn how expensive my senses are getting hot out of my core.

A delight that embodies desire and frictions the swollen trunk with the fingers of a sweet girl. That keeps accumulating in the back of my hips.

I also found that the tortoise head, which collects young blood and hurts, was about to burst even now.

"Wow. Transparent, null things dripping from the tip."

"That's like a precursor to ejaculation when you say cowper."

"Heh. Sounds kind of covetous. But even though it's the same transparent liquid, it feels more eclectic this way"

Finger the tops and spilled tip solution, and the handkerchief goes up and down so as to spread over the entire meat bar. The slippery five fingers are wet on the lubricant, giving more efficient meat pleasure.

I have flesh-compelled my erection to the point of scraping my beautiful face, and Mi is eager to serve me. From his freshly kissed and sensually damp lips, a hot exhale fluttered and gently immersed the tip mucosa.

To the sharpened nerves, even that feels as a comforting stimulus as if caressed with a very thin silk cloth.

"Mi, if you can, that"

"Yes? What is it? Please let us know if you are unhappy with anything!

Burning inferiority doesn't pass the thought, it keeps the grasping desire in its mouth. There's no reason to be dissatisfied, but it's the first time a woman has let me, so anyway.

"Will you lick it"

"Hey, lick!?

"I hope not."

"Yes, no, I get it. If that makes you feel better."

I hesitated for a moment. Without one disgusting face to his bumpy wishes, the girl offered a kiss like a greeting first to the tower of meat that stood in its way.

"Kuh."

I can't enjoy the sharp pleasure of billowing the tortoise head, and I have a pitiful voice.

The lips, reminiscent of red pulp, were rich in bright elasticity and the feeling of ejaculation came from the lower abdomen, even if it was just lightly touched. Press the topri and the bell mouth away and the opaque tip fluid will overflow again.

"Ha, chu... a little hiccup..."

A brunette girl with a bit of eyebrow root and confused by the taste of a stallion infiltrating the lips.

A shapely nose sounds cum. I wondered if Len was trying to ascertain even the sense of smell of an unknown area that he didn't have.

"The smell is also tight, it crackles"

Mi feels kind of drunk by the male pheromone that goes through her nasal cavity and hits her directly into her brain.

The neat face is now exhilarating and erotic like it's already lit by flames.

The young and fruitful limb was lustrously pressed against Ren, and the girl ripped her lips up and down as she compressed her lower abdomen with a huge breast. Keep capping the tortoise head and let it descend through your face.

Zuluri!

He wrapped his muddy saliva around him, and his meaty spear pierced his face with a breath.

"Wow... Mi mouth naka, warm, null"

The young man muttered emotionally about the feelings inserted into the mouth of the beautiful girl.

"Mmmm! Kaho, Kaho... Ohimpo, I'm so bummed."

Mi, on the other hand, is in tears and gasping for breathlessness.

The lips that had drawn the beautiful line had been unbroken according to the swelling of the meat bars. I swallowed standing up to the back of my throat with excessive momentum, and my expression shoots a bitter color.

But he didn't try to spit it out, and the girl began her fella service by intertwining her tongue in good health.

"Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Raw warm software wraps around the erection, and even ice candy can be salivated like a lick. When the tip of the tongue touched the tight cali brackets of the euphoric nerves, the less assembled wax of comfort shook up.

Are you kidding me?

Mi asks Oi Xpo, who jumps and storms with his mouth.

Ren, who continues to receive his first tongue service, even remembers a supreme hunch with just that much mouth kettle movement.

"Kuh, no, no! Out!"

"I shouldn't be impatient, Ippa semen milk hiccup!

Knowing the limits of the meat bars were close, the girl vacuumed her mouth and pito her mucous membrane.

With her cheeks narrowed and slutty face, her head goes up and down hard with every brunette.

"That, su, wow!

"Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

It was as if they were washing male rods in a cramped meat washing machine.

The hot oral mucous membrane hugs and squishes out the erect skin with a large tongue with a swirling radius. I don't know if it was intentional, but the nasty vacuum sounds scattered also drove the inferiority.

The beautiful face, which moves to scratch the long hair, rather let the well-developed female body play.

The frizzy fruit of milk is pressed into the lower abdomen, and the equally abundant white buttocks are shaking in front of the eyes with prickliness.

Almost instinctively, like a taurus headed for the red flag, Ren mumbled into the valley of the two meat mountains.

"Fu-ha!

The lips that worked for Ferra make me scream amazingly.

This is the first time I've ever had a relationship between a man and a woman, and this place is alien. Concerns crossed my brain with chills that it might have been a violation of manners to interrupt their service.

But such thoughts are also pushed away in an instant in front of the smell that slips into the nasal cavity like a flood.

The girl's somewhat meaty secrets opened up, as if she had arranged multiple petals. The congested ecstasy is applied to the love liquid, emitting a nuanced glow and a dense esthetic odor.

(Smells like a girl's cock...... It's sweet and sour and seems kind of like a habit)

Stretch out your tongue and taste as much pero of shame as you can.

Moment after moment, the tender female flesh cramped into hypersensitivity.

"Ahhh, fuck, Ren Hi! I can't serve you now!

"Mi's body is my thing, isn't it? Then don't worry about it. I'm making you feel better."

"Ugh, flabby."

Push it off hard and carelessly lick up the wet wareme with the horny liquid with velvet meat. A slightly sweet softness irritated the taste nerve, causing the cerebral marrow to gin and paralyze.

Munchkin and fat ass maybe, shivering comfortably.

"If it's a match... you can't beat it!

Mi declared so and resumed the greedy vacuum fella.

The lips that tighten the root loosely make the torso shine demonically with saliva around crawling up and down.

It was wrapped in gucchari and oral mucous membranes and the meat bars were likely to dissolve in body heat. Even thinner and slighter fingers rub the seminal sac loose and encourage semen production.

The boiling desire juice was on the verge of eruption.

(I don't think it's a virgin technique! There's no way I can stand this)

Mi is a "demon" of the species, the sacubus and the human half, specializing in caging men.

As much as it makes virgin youth (a), they are tapped into the genes with enough sexual skills to make it easier without experience. But at the same time, it means her limbs are sexually vulnerable.

The witch, who should have laid the man together and blamed him well, opened her eyes.

A horny nucleus with peeled foreskin, pinned and erect to claim a clean pink color. That's where Len's mouth sucked.

Busty limbs ripple, and I get intensely bored trying to escape the crisp blame. My face is already covered in honey by the meat walnut that crawls away.

"Muggle. He said you shouldn't go wild."

Grab a demonic bracketed hip, make it irresistible, and then put the female core on her lips with a cup.

As if even a very small male rod was stuck, sometimes with her teeth gently raised, sometimes her mouth vacuuming and sucking her, the brunette girl rose and went crazy as funny.

"Fluffy, or I feel too much! I can't believe you're hanging out there!

They can no longer afford to masturbate.

There is no longer a beautiful girl with a Yamato stroke as her lustrous hair tail jumps to pieces, dissolving and spreading her stinging wheeze in her saliva.

Only one dementia was there, bored with sexual pleasure on a man.

"Ikimahu, Amen! Clitoris feels too good! Yi Cha Ma Soo ♡"

Freaking out, freaking out, psha!

It was as if the pulp had burst.

Small water holes like those poked with needles thrive on gnee. At that moment the heat fluids poured, finely tapping the nose beams, cheeks and even the mouth.

(Leaking!? No, you're not. Is this the one that hears rumors about the tide)

Young people often relieve themselves of the spectacular horny scenery only seen in pornographic comics or so.

The meat service was interrupted, and the male rod remained standing still searching for the sloth of lust.

Before his ambitious male roots, Mi crashed his head with Cotten to admit his defeat.