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

Hina was turning her beautiful face bright red and blocking her ears in the bed.

But it would not be possible to sleep without using even a genuine earplug. So much linearity and mint whispering noise, sounding straight into the womb to shake the passion.

(Damn it! I can't be a little quieter because I don't have a fever dog or cat on my plate!?

As if in a prowl game, the three nudities are sweaty and unraveled and delayed in flesh crossing. The double-bed legs, which could not withstand the load more than expected, were screaming mistletoe and bitter.

How much time has passed?

The room finally regained its original silence when a duet of tall ACME voices echoed.

(Done...?

Clear your ears as you wrap them in a blanket, you hear a comfortable sleep slightly.

The quote, which was disturbed sleep by scattering, was not as angry as Hina when she was first entered the world of dreams.

"Damn, they're selfish."

If I woke up half way out of bed blurring, the three guiding men slept with Googut in the river lettering bare.

Jesus Christ, Hina sighs.

"You're gonna catch a cold like this?

When the princess hugged the mint, which seemed to fall from the edge of the bed now, the heart was gentle. The samurai carried it to her bed, wearing a fuzzy blanket from above.

Then I'll wipe the linary sweat and blanket him as well. Finally, in an attempt to bake Len's care as well, Hina glanced wide open and stammered.

"Bullshit...... he said he still has an erection so hard after all that intense!? You're freaking out."

The meat spear that pierced the mint twice, even today alone, stood still to pierce the ceiling without losing hardness.

No matter how capable of incest, Ren's energy is out of digit.

The purple blood vessels floating on the meat pole are thick, as if they could hear a pulsating sound. Boneless goths and swollen turtle heads reminded me of a stick, and Hina breathed in the beauty of the first man I saw.

"Is it really possible for such a fat and successful ichimotsu to get into a female genitals......?

Though she chose to live in the way of Wu, Hina is also a maiden of her age.

There was naturally an interest in sexual matters, and countless delays in stealing the eyes of party members and masturbating. But still, her virgin hole has never stuck anything thicker than her fingers.

I had heard from my cherry blossom country girlfriend that it felt good to insert cucumbers, but I couldn't even try that because I was scared. Not to mention it's impossible to even imagine welcoming into the womb the kind of rage you made by scraping the rock in front of you.

"But Linary was gasping for pleasure... even a toddler like Mint can insert this and take care of herself. There's no way you can't get into me..."

Hot saliva raises and lowers the throat.

If this meat murder weapon chooses a vaginal hole, will it disturb you like a linary or a mint? Hina imagined her vaginal wall being scratched in the stretched out part of her umbrella and felt her uterus hurting cum.

"Oh, hey, Lord Ren. I guess he's really asleep, huh? If you slept with a raccoon, you'd be pissed off.

I'll try and poke Tuntun in the cheek, but Ren is totally unresponsive.

If I had tried it, I would have had it now.

This world where men are extinct. A chance to have such a splendid penis exposed and the owner asleep would not have a golden wheel visit if you missed this.

"This is definitely not about men and women...... its just like masturbating! I'm only borrowing a few male roots."

Telling herself that, Hina quietly crossed the meat stick as she took off her bedtime clothes.

Fingers scratch the pubic hair, which is still darker and brighter than the night sky you can see through the window, and scratch the dirty shellfish, which has eaten out the redness of the vivid meat. As I rubbed the pearl-colored female core with my thumb, hot honey fluid seeped from the back of my labia as usual.

If the thumb plucks the middle finger into the vaginal mouth as it accompanies the clitoris, the chukchuk and slutty water sound will start to sound immediately.

"Phew, phew... Phew! If you get this wet...... ahhh! Enough."

When Hina was so alone, she finally tried to insert.

Try to imitate the linearity you were interacting with on the rides and drop your hips. but on top of unfamiliar the meat stick is not in a complete erection state, so the meat tip aim was missed no matter how many times I tried it.

"Huh! Wouldn't work...... not hard enough for the male root? Surely Linary and Mint were licking each other before she could be inserted. How does licking make the male genitals wet, as well as increasing hardness?

I guess men need a lot of foreplay, too, just as women need foreplay before insertion.

So alone and good at it, Hina put her face close to the meat stick as she got off the top of Ren. Sung Sung and Xiao Nose sound, and the beauty of Rin can be praised.

"Yeah. What a... squid smell. Strong smell. If you put something like this in your mouth, you're going to get belly down...... I'm going to poke you with my lips first......?

I hesitated for a while, but even if I was guzzling, Ren would wake up.

Hina slowly leaned her lips red and glossy like a ripe apple to the ugly meat tower that sprinkled the smell. Never meditate on your eyes, and finally bow your precious first kiss to your filthy excretory organs.

"Chimu, eh, it tastes strange..."

……

A soft, moist, damp feel crawls around the back muscle.

Ren's consciousness was gently shaken up by the pleasure of healing her horrible penis with intense sex. When I open my eyes, strange ceilings are widening.

(That... I was in the wild... Oh well, I've already arrived in the city and I'm staying at the inn)

With that in mind, when I lowered my gaze to ascertain the identity of the groin discomfort, there was a sight there that doubted my eyes.

"Mmmm, chummy......! You're overflowing with clear juice from the tip...... chu."

Elegant and elegant in appearance. Hina, a breastfeeding girl who is a little loose but difficult to get close to like a flower blooming in a high ridge.

That's how she crawls like a dog and interacts with her erect penis with her disloyal mouth.

(Hina...... what the hell!?

Ren almost leaked a lot of surprise and comfort, but he could barely cover his mouth with one hand.

Hina, in an excited state, was immersed in a dick kiss by letting her eyes wander, so that slight movement of the youth was fortunately not distracted.

At first, she seemed hesitant to touch a man's delicacies with her lips, but lip service gained guidelines and became passionate.

"You seem comfortable kissing him around the back muscle... Nchu, heh, I still shivered pimply. It's starting to seem kind of cute...... CHUCK, CHUCK."

Plumpy, thick lips with plenty of moisture are repeatedly pressed against the floating trunk of the blood vessel. The pleasure in the form of a kiss mark burned into the flesh skin, and even when the lips separated, there remained a sweet pain forever.

An excited meat stick leaks a top-top, transparent juice from the tip. Then his red lips ripped up and down and his crawling tongue twisted and licked up a sensitive bell crack.

(Kuh!? I have no idea what's going on... but it feels so good!

The shiny feel rubs the tortoise head, causing paralyzing pleasure to flow in from the penis.

Ren unwittingly pulls back, but the horny bello nudging herself with a large amount of saliva wrapped around the meat pole as she persisted like a snake. The tip of the tongue wipes away without leaving a drop of Cowper gland fluid overflowing further from the bell mouth.

"Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Yes, you're getting tired of your tongue. If you think about it well in the first place, you don't mind stimulating it in any other way than licking it if you can get him up to a sexual stiffness. If so, by hand... no, softer anyway..."

From the bumpy and leaking soliloquy, Len guessed that apparently she was looking to have sex with herself.

(Why would you do that? Just curiosity? Or do you actually like me? I'm glad I can flirt with a beauty like Hina, but I'm afraid I don't know why...)

As I patrol whether or not I should continue to pretend to sleep, my thoughts are interrupted by an inadvertently soft and warm feeling pinched with a meat stick.

"Heh heh, let's wrap it up with mine. You still wouldn't get a child mint or linary to do this, would you?

Ren's penis was completely buried in paired, fruitful watermelon-like breasts.

Being pinched, rather than swallowed, is an overwhelming feeling of embrace to describe. The over-soft, fuzzy breast gently stopped me from holding the murder weapon stuck in desire by my mother.

It feels like a fluffy trout wrapped in warm raw cream. Then the milky skin has a youthful tension, and the meaty mass of the pelicans trembling with pleasure pushes in from three hundred and sixty degrees.

(Hih, Hina's big tits don't look like my dick until she can't see the turtle head!

"You're shivering with comfort when you say you just sieged him with your breasts yet. I'm going to rub it on you, so don't throw out your sperm in embarrassment... Huh!

Hina pushed her butt up and weighed in on her male roots, putting her strength into her hands accompanied by both milks.

As if trying to crush the fury enclosed in the grace, the fleshy flesh of the maiden, pushed against the center, comes under pressure with Muggiumnu. As Ren shook her hips to fleshy delight with no escape, Hina hoisted her mouth horn abusively and began to rock the giant peak up and down with bold hands.

"Look, what do you say! How do you feel about being squeezed around your male roots with my breasts!

The meat moves back and forth differently from each other, making sure to roll the vortex and rub the meat stick into place.

Like a crooked rice cake, the hot female skin sucked on her penis, waving hard and rubbing up the geese neck and turtle head mucosa relentlessly.

An erection imprisons a delicacy that becomes hypersensitive to the stimulus in a crucible of pleasure, causing an accidental groan to leak out of Ren's throat. Hina thundered her chest into the fact that for the first time in her life she was making a man feel with her own hands. The heartbeat passes to the pole and excitement and tension link between the two.

"Heh, heh. It's surprisingly easy to please a male root. It is lamentable that both samurai and warriors were atrophied by such things. No more dicks, not enough to be afraid of!

The Breast Female Samurai seemed perfectly in tune with the habit of doing something cowardly to assault her sleep.

Let the soft milk devour your fingers deeply to manipulate the milk balls vigorously and friction the pinched meat bars.

The sweat seeped so colorful and brunette on the forehead naturally moisturizes the meat valley, and the pussy becomes smoother and produces a slutty sound similar to the niche and chewing sound.

(Added breast implants like Hina's watermelon and a grip I worked out shaking my knife...... ahhh! My dick's going to get crushed!

Soft milk fat wraps with happy milk pressure without gaps from scrotum to turtle head, rubbing nasty and trying to squeeze semen out.

Every time a force could be put into his tender hand, the endurance juice erupted like a short ejaculation on the tip secret tear of a crushed meat rod to wet the valley.

From the meat fruit applied to different types of horny liquids, the esthetic odor rises as if I could.

"I gutted my male roots so much... I can see how much you liked my breasts. Come on, it's the last finish! Muggle!"

Hina grinned as slutty as she was drunk, pressing her double breasts together so much that her plump, swollen nipples touched each other.

Intense pressure to be gripped in the hand.

The erect meat, which was swollen up in the bread with joy, bounced. Jelly-like sticky seed juice rapidly ascends the urethra, and with leaky momentum, Ren ejaculates wrapped around the chest of a female samurai.

"Wow, what is it!? All of a sudden the male roots pulsating something hot...... Huh!

Unfamiliar with the heterosexual body, her biological daughter opens her eyes to surprise. Anyway, you thought about stopping the pulse, or you pressed it with your hands harder than a chunk of breast meat trapped with a meat stick.

The behavior will rather facilitate squeezing out the contents of the meat cylinder, and the ejaculation will add momentum.

Ren's vision blinks with a tickle, and his spine flicks back into the shape of a bow. Zamen was poured in until the milk bags were full, and by the end of the peak, which felt too good as if the soul were leaking out, Hina had even dyed her beautiful face and proud dark hair in a cloudy color instead of her tits.

"You screwed up. (a) You made me... Ugh, it stinks and it's Vietnamese."

Rin beauty frowned uncomfortably when she applied it to her seed juice.

The sight was just so erotic that it was too much to break the reason of a pussy and excited youth.

I want to offend her. If you get your hands on all three of the parties, you'll finally be irretrievable, but resolving the carnal appetite in front of you is a priority over such a concern. Because Hina wants it anyway.

"Hey."

I can hold Hina's weakness if I pretend I just woke up.

I crawled into him at night knowing Ren was in a romantic relationship with Linary and Mint. If that were known, Hina would lose faith from them...... and would petition Ren to keep her mouth shut for both of them. Then it is easy to turn Hina into a meat potty.

"What are you doing?

Ren deliberately made a slightly angry look and woke up mucky.