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

Keith, crawling his tongue, continued to caress the botched stomach of the night at the same time.

He strokes the sides with his fingertips, tweaks straight to the center of his belly, and kneads Deveso as if he was even clitoris.

Keith licked Lerorello around there as the shame and comfort echoed over him.

Twitch the tiny, erect clitoris at the tip of your tongue, lick it from there to the mouth of your vagina, and push your tongue into your vagina.

The narrow, cramped vagina tightened the intruder more than usual, and Keith moved his tongue to scratch open there.

At the same time I caressed my fingertips touching my stomach more politely and even the baby being inside (though I'm not really there) was adorable.

Then the pseudoembryonic motion grows, and there's cunning pleasure all over it.

"Huh! Phew, phew!! Keishu! Lame...... Lame!! Ahhh! Slightly, but, ahhh! Ugh!!"

When the magic trembles in the womb and the feeling flows from Keith's tongue there, the pleasure is amplified and can't stop.

That gave the night the feeling as if even the baby was happy with the feeling of the cunt.

The moment I feel that way, the mole on the top of the pubic bone of the night mole rises thick. That was a reaction that would only appear on a normally pregnant female dragon.

"Mm! Ugh!! Ugh, Ugh!! Bunny, numb...... Ugh!! Uh-oh! Ki-shuuuuu!!

The love liquid that overflows on the way is many times darker than usual, and there is a lot of it. The sheets get wet as if it were a leak.

Keith thoroughly blamed the little dragon Omako for not forgetting to smoke and drink that love liquid while he poked his tongue in and moved it.

Even at night, when I'm wearing a pseudobot, I feel like I'm soaking up more pleasure than I've ever felt before.

He was suddenly given the pleasure of conceiving in a womb that had not even had its first period. I can't help it.

Making me recruit for nearly 800 years, making me pseudo-experience my desire to be a mother in the worst possible way, the night shivers continuously with cunt as it was.

Continuous cunning and cramping of young legs feels absolutely bad for your body if you are really pregnant.

The dragon princess, who repeatedly breathed rough and drowned from the edge of her mouth, wanted Keith in that hole, dazzling with more love liquid than that covet.

"Night cunt... I have a baby in there and I want a penis... I'm such a chick and I'm horny"

Even if he thinks with his heart, he reads it anyway, so he deliberately argues with Keith, who speaks dirty words, at night, as he grabs a meat stick with his tail.

"Keishu... Well, then... my, Manko... Keishu... slightly, nasty, lame, no"

Totally norrying into both-belly play, Night Xu handled Keith's meat stick with his tail as he said so in tears.

I guess my tail is moving on its own, even if I'm not aware of it myself. I'll wrap it around a pole of polar meat and treat it to shukoshko.

Keith brings the Lori Dragon's dementia and the taste of honey, along with this taily, completely erected meat stick, closer to the swinging Omako.

The vaginal mouth of the night cum narrows to the heat of the meat that comes, and the tail winds away from the meat stick to Keith's waist instead.

Keith grabs the leg of the female dragon in a craving state, no matter where she looks from, and lets her leg open, and pushes her hips straight ahead and the meat stick,

"I'll insert it... I'll twinkle your baby's room full of penises"

As he tries to push the tortoise head tip in, the tail of the nightcap grabs his hips hard.

"Ya, not gentle... not gentle... if you're gentle... I'll get you down"

My eyes are moisturizing, but my will is strong. It seems to be a very presumptuous night, and I'm already trying to protect my pseudo-bottomed stomach in the mood of my mother.

Still, it would be the immature part of this dragon princess that can't stop the female from reacting and can't tell her not to insert it.

Keith, smiling and nodding when he said he knew, slowly pushed his hips in and scratched the meatballs of the night.

I swallow Keith's polar penis easily in my vagina moisturizing with pleasure.

With such a small body, even the adult polar meat stick is fine with keeping her tummy pregnant. Keith is about to run wild with excitement for so much slutty and disloyal porn.

but managed to contain it and gently slide the meat stick back and forth.

Back to rub against vaginal meat, outside to scratch it out. Repeat this even gently. Back, outside. While mucous meat sounds obscenely rubbing.

The night when his vagina was scratched by a gentle piston, he touched his stomach with a hand that usually scratched the sheet with pleasure.

My stomach is swollen in bread and is about to burst. Even though I'm lazy on my hips and back, I still feel happy for some reason.

And I saw Keith piston over that stomach, and at night I felt the power in my body loose in my happiness.

What is that feeling? The vaginal meat of the little dragon breaks apart on the back, and the soft, swinging meat tangles horribly into the entire meat stick.

As her vagina wandered and tangled as she narrowed, Keith drowned with a "whoop" voice, not thinking of the intense feeling of being treated.

I can't stop moving my hips because of so much excitement and feeling good. Gradually increasing the speed of the piston, Keith shook his neck left and right at night.

"Ah, hey, uuuuuuuuu!! Ugh, uhh! Ra, Ra!! Rameya-yah!! Ugh, Ugh!! Kishi, Tsuoi no Ra... Mm-hmm! Slightly, but... Me and Keishu... Ooooooooooooooooooooo!

A piston that is not powerful at all compared to the usual thrust, but still feels strong in the night.

I desperately complain that I can never do anything that I think is bad for my belly child. Keith then placed his hands gently on the belly of the nightingale to manipulate the magic prop and increase the fetal movement.

When the immature uterus freaks out and the stimulus is added there for Keith's penis piston to gently slap the mouth of the uterus,

"Mm-hmm! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Ohh, ohhhhh!!! Nhi! Hiaaaaa!!

I freaked out my whole body by barking like I'd never seen my eyes open before. It was as intense pleasure as if the womb were being offended from the inside out.

"Ah, ah! Ahhhhhh!! Not good!! Ki, ki-joo! Kyuuuuuuu!!

"It's okay, Nightshade. My baby's responding to your mother's feelings. Your baby's happy because she feels good."

Keith, who teaches cod things, said "mother" at night, which stimulated motherhood.

The baby is happy. I'm happy. Just thinking so filled the back of my stomach with a ginger warmth unlike sexual pleasure.

That, combined with the piston irritation in the condition of tremor in the womb itself, completely blames the night-time stigma.

While I couldn't think of anything more, I said, "Ah! Aww!" The gasping nightcap even leaked into pleasure many times stronger than usual. I can't control my lower body.

Keith puts his hand on his stomach and sticks his hips in as he takes a little leaking peek.

"Nightshade... even if this child is born, I will have her pregnant again soon. I'll make you lollibote about the nightcap again soon!

"Ugh, uh-oh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Yes. Right away. I'll give birth to many of my children at night! Nightclub is the mother of a large family!!

Even though it was a joke, Keith and I were paranoid at night in the midst of a bunch of kids. Then the vagina tightens the meatloaf even more in reaction to wanting to be so.

Keith rubbing and scratching his neck with a hips motion that fastened the meat rod so that it was perfectly closed and tightened,

"No? Don't you want to be? My child...... will you make a lot of it?

Even Keith, who can't read his mind about what he wants at night, knows.

For 800 years, Princess Little Dragon kept envying the girl as an adult woman and mother. There's no reason I don't want to be like that with the first man that I thought was loving.

Nightingale nodded again and again with a tearful face, without resistance or disobedience, to the inferior species who would make such a pseudo-experience ask.

"I want to be... then I want to be... ahhh! Ugh!! Lots, chiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

"You can't just make it, can you? We have to raise them properly. I need to be a good girl."

The most irresponsible man holds accountable. There was no one on this scene to get stuck in this. There are only female dragons who just snort obediently.

"Shiru, Ri... Ri Nako... Shiru, Ra... Ki Shiru, Ki Shiru!!

Keith, whose stomach was so tight that he couldn't kiss her to hang, moved his hips instead as he pinched the black nipples of the night cunt.

When you squeeze your tits to match the piston, the magic prop reacts and ejects the milk.

Keith was the limit when he even added breast milk eruptions to his erotic loribote look even if it wasn't. "Eh," he growls obsessed and pokes his penis in.

When the feeling of being knocked on the uterus increased, naturally the feeling of tremor in the uterus also increased, and the night tremor turned to his own big stomach trembling.

There's a white, wet bottom-bellied bathed in breast milk squeezed out by Keith's hand, and the night-time cunt gets such an endless motherhood and slut in her appearance.

I wrapped my tail around it and said, "Kee-shu! Calling out," the feeling of paralysis in the back of the vagina grows larger and less comfortable.

I even have the illusion that I have a baby in my stomach with a head messed up in pleasure and now at night I thought this acme was no good.

No, I shouldn't, I try to shake my neck left or right to refuse to do something like this, but like Keith knew.

"It's okay, Nightshade, it's okay. That's fine. Baby, please make him more happy."

What I want to rejoice in is the inferior species that I want to ejaculate into Acme Manko, but Nightingale whined "All of them" in tears to Keith, who says it that way.

Keith pushed the meat stick to its deepest position and at the same time squeezed his erect black nipples tight.

"It's okay... because I'm gonna protect you and this kid at night... because I'm gonna be okay. You can say" a. "

In a gentle voice, Nightingale floated her heavy hips and said, "Whoa, whoa!," he barked. And gnaw the vagina magnificently. My body was so responsive that I couldn't help myself.

"Ki-ju!! Ki-joo!! Oh, oh, hmm! Mm, ooh!! Mm-hmm! Waj, waj not good!! Mm-hmm."

"Ugh... awesome... gnaw all over me... ooh!

"Oh, oh, oh! Mm-hmm!! Yigu!! Iguuuuuu!! Manko! Somewhat more like this!! Yikes! Ugh! Ahhh!!

Keith penetrated desperately at night barking at ACME while holding her precious stomach. The unlikely feeling of being pregnant before the first period was attacking Keith's entire body.

Keith eventually feels itchy from the perineum, savoring that vicious feeling with all his strength, and that dominates the entire meat stick.

The feeling of ejaculation, which was too strong, gave rise to pain, but still pounded through the meat hole diligently. However,

"Ahhh, ahhh! Mm-hmm! Also, Urabe!! Rabe Bye Ahhh!! Ki-ju!! Mangoig!! Wajinoma! Slightly komanoooooooo!! Oh, whoa, whoa! Ugh!! Ugh!

Lori, the unlikely barking stuffiness sounds from the girl's voice, and at the same time everything from vaginal meat to the uterus causes a spastic tightening, the penis that was poking in there was also relentlessly drunk by a wave of pleasure.

"Ooh! Ugh, guh... Ooh! Ko, this is...... Mmm, Ri no good!! Ahhh."

That's what he shouted and Keith stuck his hips out. As soon as possible, everything that was stuck in the cutting wings from the tip is released.

Dobi!! Dobigu!! Dubby!! Bubble!! Dobby! Dobby, Dobby! Dobigu!!

The night I was sent a zamen into my womb that was still in fetal motion and that prolonged my ACME sensation forever, I was like, "Huh!," he screamed, peeing from his urethra. Busha the love fluid from his vaginal mouth! and let it erupt.

Then magic flows from all over your body like a spark. The magic didn't affect Keith in any way, but it worked perfectly on the experiential magic props for pregnant women in the stomach.

"Wow! then it exploded!! Hino!!

Bong! and Keith hastily pulled the demonic prop that made the sound of a comic strip off his stomach at night when he was Acme faint.

The skin of the strongest dragon does not bear a single predatory wound to that extent, but the problem is with the magic props. The parts are all shattered and still raising the smoke to bubble, and it would never be possible to repair them.

The night when the demon prop was broken and the pregnant woman was released in an instant, she slept happily overflowing with cloudy from her normal Lori BBA figure.

Keith, on the other hand, was shriveling his penis for a week's worth of effort and the cost of creating it instantly becoming his grandfather.

I don't have two days before the deadline I promised Mia I'd give this to her. If it is to be recreated into Omake, Keith will have all the costs for it.

"... I should have made it Lady Nia or Aisha or Berna... Gu"

Tearful Keith puts a completely destroyed demon prop in a garbage bag up to one of the parts, turns to his desk with the laziness of ejaculation and starts scraping out the parts again.

Behind her, the little dragon daughter went back flat, loving her own stomach.