Elf no Kuni no Kyuutei Madoushi ni Naretanode, Toriaezu Himesama ni Seitekina Itazura wo Shitemimash

As I was kissing an honest and submissive pet elf, my groin began to react to the porosity of that tongue movement.

Thank you for a good meal. When your belly is filled, your libido increases.

Keith held Berna in his arms and repeatedly kissed her, now wondering how this pet would treat her.

My hands, my legs, my armpits, my ass, as much as I enjoyed myself up to my tail, I just want to bring it to this special blame.

But on the contrary, it's also a good idea to dare move here to orthodox blame.

I dare you to be normal where you have been blaming me all the time for being unusual in the morning. This is one pleasure.

Eromaister Keith spun such stupid thoughts in full and figured out how to cock Berna deserved it.

And to get the best closing of the day that I can think of, I will stop kissing and let go.

Instruct Berna, who seems remorseless, to take off her clothes and stare at it and collect blood in her groin.

My penis reacts to how many times I see a beautiful elf with a fine body strip.

Berna took off her samurai clothes, as she was told, and also tried to take off her underwear as it was, but Keith let her bra and panties take off and let her garter stockings stay put.

Besides, I can leave a headdress on my head, and now I can have a porn samurai wearing only garters and headdresses.

Keith, who stared at it satisfactorily and began kissing Berna crossing over herself again, touched and stroked that limb.

If I thought about it, I wouldn't have touched a woman's raw skin like this today just to get cocky.

So when the force caged and stroked Berna's body, the pet elf began to rejoice at its fingertips.

Berna, who is not physically comfortable, but the fact that she is being stroked satisfies her pet heart.

Berna, who seems happy, has intensified her kissing even more and has held Keith hard, who is only waking up her upper body.

I was excited Berna that the remorse of not being touched today by myself alone had turned into the joy of being the last person to make Keith feel better today.

Ask Berna that it's time for Keith, who's snuggled up with Berna, who gets a little warmer and her penis feels better.

"Sa, Berna. Make your penis feel better."

"Yes," Berna replied, trying to pinch the meat stick with her finger, wondering if it should be her mouth. But Keith stops it.

"Ah, Berna. Not that, not your mouth... right, spit it out first. So much to be a penis dero dero."

On Keith's instructions Berna drooled the spit stored in her mouth in a meat stick, bewildered but honest.

The saliva dripping from the small, poor peachy lips wets and glows the meat stick.

Even as the turtle head wet, Keith didn't let it stop. Staring with the eye of more, Berna even more salivated and drowned.

Keith told Berna to push her chest tiny as it was when the dripping saliva from the geese neck slipped to the wet scrotum to the rod section.

Between Berna's too small tits to do as she was told were covered in punny penises.

When I could rock my body back and forth to Berna in that state, I could make a splendid lactating pussy.

Let de lactating Berna do the pussy, an orthodox move. This is what Keith came up with for fun in Berna.

Keith, putting his waking torso to sleep, putting his head on the pillow and bending only his neck to see how Berna was doing satisfactorily, stopped without the pleasure of having that pussy chest.

Berna's tits are certainly small, but the skin still feels very good, and the slight softness is overemphasized.

Plus, it makes me feel good that the stiff feeling of the sternum that can be pushed against the back muscle also makes me feel stronger.

Keith was satisfied with Berna's lactating pussy, which he deserved to close the end today,

"Hmm? What's up, Berna? This... Didn't you want to?

Keith asks after noticing Berna with a dark expression somewhere. Berna then stopped moving with her penis on her chest.

"... this doesn't make me feel any better, my husband..."

"Yes? That's not true, is it? It still feels so good."

"... it's a lie. It doesn't feel good."

And all of a sudden, I wonder why she's being so obstinate, and Berna slips away.

"Me... like Aisha and Leonora, my chest... it's not big, so it doesn't feel good"

Hearing that, Keith almost erupted.

I didn't know Berna was worried about the size of her breasts when she didn't fit in with that faceless, seemingly caring character.

No, maybe Berna wouldn't have had to worry so much if it weren't for the comparison. But beside Keith, those brown boobs and demon milk weapons hold off.

It's only natural that I would care if I saw those two breast attacks and watched Keith happy with them.

Whether it's your mouth, your hand, or your mako, elsewhere, you can cover it with technology, but it's hard to just be inclusive about your breasts.

I'm sure I can compare feelings. They don't think it feels good to be compared, and they think Berna can't do it after all.

I offered earlier that I couldn't stand it and that I didn't feel good about it.

Keith, who could tell that far in a year's relationship, held his pet to his chest, which is actually still going to cry, making a faceless look out of sight.

"Berna cares about weird things sometimes...... because she's so cute in that place"

………

"I've been saying this for a long time, but there's no part of Berna that doesn't feel good about her body. Berna's body feels good and great!

"... but it doesn't feel good because it doesn't..."

"It feels good, in that evidence. Look, it's a penis bin that's hitting your stomach, right? It's Berna's little, but soft, just a little bloated, thanks to the most erotic tits."

Berna still feels incredible when she says that and kisses Keith gently with her nipples.

Because Keith's penis also reacts to slight porn and erects. So it's really hard to tell if it feels good.

on that unconvinced face. Keith asked if this should change his way of saying it. Release his lips and increase the strength to cuddle. Gently in his ear,

"Surely a pussy might feel better if you had boobs"

Keith goes on to say "But" to Berna, who turns out to be a pathetic face with a frown root.

"But, you know, it's not like Berna would do it. You think Berna's gonna do it, it feels better than anybody else?... Berna, I like pain, but do you like it even if they do it besides me? Does that feel good?

Berna shook her head left and right in a hurry as she clung to Keith. To deny the word.

"No... I don't like it... because I'm your husband... and it feels good because I'm your husband"

"It's the same as that. Berna, so even small tits feel good. It's my pet, it's my only cute pet, so I feel good about it no matter what. Berna."

Being gently called by his name and told he was just like himself, Berna almost cried heartily.

My best husband holds me, completely different from the man who once denied and abandoned me. The whole cell is happy about it.

All you have to do is have this guy. That's all I need anymore if this master can keep me forever.

Feeling that way, Berna tangled her tongue so that when she kissed enthusiastically from herself, she would let her know that all of her belonged to Keith.

Keith was horrified to finally convince me that he felt a heavy, annoying pet elf complexion inside this as he responded to that kiss.

The body, which is even more feverish than just now, shows joy by floating to sweat. The meat stick snapped as soon as I wanted this chest to thrill.

"Beru, cha-chu... cha-chu, cha-chu, penis, please. I want you to feel better with Berna's tits."

Turning off her usual faceless expression with a slight grin, Berna nodded, returning her body to its original position and spitting again on her less wet penis.

Slip back the saliva accumulated in the moistened chamber with a kiss with Keith over your penis. Pushing it against his chest again on top of it moves cheeky.

Slowly push the back muscle against the center of your chest to the front and rear of the cheek. Shake and move your body covered in sleeping Keith.

"Ugh... ooh! Don't be... it feels good after all. Berna's body is great."

To Keith, who trembled with pleasure, Berna hung in delight to speed up her forward and backward movements.

Every time I get rubbed, I get more runs ahead of me, and that becomes a new lubricant to help my pussy.

The slutty smell of drifting saliva and cowper mixed excited both Keith and Berna.

Berna's movement, which gets more intense gradually, gave Keith the pleasure of a paralyzing trance, but the movement leaves his penis out of his little chest.

So Berna gathered all the naimne, pinched her penis in the slightest valley that she had been forced to make, and continued her pussy using the hand she was also pulling over to secure it.

Berna's pussy, suited to say hard work, dyes her ears cherry to a pointed tip, moisturizes her eyes and slightly opens her mouth.

I rarely see a picture of a beautiful elf wearing a headdress giving me a milk-free pussy with a look that can be delayed by a slut.

Keith, who was also given pornography by visual information, swallows his saliva and roughens his breath.

"Berna, you're horny... you're so horny... you're cute, you feel good... whoa!

Keith's stuffy voice further invigorates Berna and irritates her pussy. Berna as she moves,

"Master, can I help you? Me... Kimochi?

Keith nodded and smiled as she was bored with pleasure at Berna confirming it in her young voice. I was so happy for Berna.

Her pet's desire to just make her husband feel better also excites her body, stiff and pointy her nipples.

Keith's wandering waist reached its limit on Berna, who scratched the swinging chest of her erect nipples so hard that she wouldn't zero the polar penis between her hands and her chest.

My hips freak out like slight cramps, and I also move from myself to stick them up.

Keith shook up his hips to offend Berna's nymne and trembled at the intense pleasure of visiting his back muscle.

"Oh, oh, so... so yes... Berna, I think I'm coming out! I think I'm out of Zamen!!

Hold the sheet and endure pleasure. I can't even think of Berna as loving.

"Dashi, my husband... my breasts, my husband, so full... fill me with samen... my husband"

That's all the sweet snarky voices sound like to my penis. Not to mention now in the midst of a lactating pussy. Its power grows and passes on.

Keith could no longer ignore Golden Ball's firing demands on this blame for the stiff feel of the sternum and the softness of the skin attacking the back muscles together.

"Ooh! Whoa whoa whoa!! Oh, oh!! BE, BE DON'T BE...... BERNA AHH!!

Keith shouted his hips high as he screamed his name, releasing the intrusion from the golden ball as it was.

White contamination overflowing through the urethra smeared Berna's chest white to her jaw.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Cum in your chest and hands! Dubby, dubby, dubby! Bibi! Bibi... and a rhythmic penis spits out a strong karki odor salmon.

Berna, who didn't let go until she bathed everything in her chest, let go of her hand and woke up her body when the rhythm was over.

Transport puffy dripping semen from your jaw or chest to a crisp opening with your palms and drink it up.

Still slightly left unclean by the residue and smell, Berna breathed satisfactorily, only wearing a headdress and garter, still straddling Keith.

And I tried to ask Keith how it was, but his husband had lost the sleeper by letting his exhalation pleasure and satisfaction heal his tiredness for the day, amplifying it at the same time.

From the tip of his penis Berna stared at the figure of a blissfully salivating and sleeping fool as he draped the rest of his samen,

"Beh... Beh... Beh, Beh, Beh, Beh, Beh, Beh, Beh, Beh."

I chewed my lips and grinned that even in my dreams I would see myself. And lick the tip of your penis so you don't wake it up slowly and suck out the rest of the samen and clean it up.

After cleaning his penis, he took off his headdress and garter, wiped his chest and jaw with a wet towel, brushed his teeth before sleeping beside Keith.

As for Berna, I don't mind staying dirty on Zamen, or I should have, but I thought Keith wouldn't like it.

Berna turns her hand and smells Keith's body as she cleans herself up and then sleeps with her.

I didn't get any physical satisfaction, but it was Berna who was so full in my heart that I was about to cry.

"... your husband"

Keith lay down asleep and hugged Berna, who shrugged like that. Berna fell asleep dreaming that she would hold her unconsciously.

Speaking of which, Keith dreamed of putting everyone who was nude to me in bed naked in the morning to taste from one end to the other, and this one was also a happy dream.

Thus the hectic day of the magician ended with his seed down to the end.