Chapter 1067 – Episode 975 – A Saint Tells Us About a True Man! (2)
“Nghhooooot♡♡♡ Ah♡ Ahi♡ Nghiiiiic♡♡”
A female shaking her buttocks wildly, as if she was about to hit her.
“Ahi♡ Let’s go♡ It penetrates all the way to my stomach♡ I love it♡♡”
Pushing the horse dildo stuck into the wall into his anus. A female stroking her protruding abdomen.
“Chuuuuup♡♡ Chuuup♡ Chuuuuup♡ Chuuuuup♡ Chuuuuup♡ Chuuuuup♡♡♡”
Like banging your head against the wall next to him. Even the female sucking the horse’s cock like crazy.
“… Wha…!?”
Estoria was momentarily mesmerized by the sight of such outrageous females… But the moment she came to her senses, what caught her eye were not the females who enjoyed horse cock like that.
“… Hehe♥”
“… Uh? Huh…? Demon, demon…? “Isn’t it Saint Clea…?”
When the door to the chapel opened, she seemed to have seen Clea, whom she had met at a bar yesterday.
But now what she sees is not Clea, but the demon that Monica defeated.
What? Why did you mistake that demon..? For Saint Clea?
Unlike the saint who had pure white skin, that demon has skin so black that it feels off-putting… But why do I think she’s Saint Clea…?
… Uh? Come to think of it… Didn’t Jir Love Prania say she was Clea-sama…
Huh? Now that I think about it, it seems like that demon’s name was also Clea… Oh? Uh? For a moment. What on earth is this…?
“Uh, uh…? Se, sema? Those demons, that…”
“Yes, Leah. Over there is a demon with the same name as Clea. “I am Clea of the demon race.”
“To? Ah? Do, same name?”
“Huh. The appearance and atmosphere are similar. Even the name was the same? “I was surprised when I saw it too?”
What kind of absurd story is this?
It already looks similar. Not only do they have the same name, but they are also saints of the Devil’s Church?
Is this male making fun of me? The moment when I felt uncomfortable with such questions. The Demon King clung to her, clutching her chest.
“The Devil Church is a religion that arose when I was meeting demons, right? At first, it was like a religious gathering or something. That’s when I met Clea.”
“Ugh, tsk♡ Now, wait a minute…♡”
“Although she is a demon, she is a female who not only has the same name as the goddess of the Goddess Church, but also has a similar appearance. I thought it would be interesting to know that such a female was a saint of the Demon King Church~? So, I appointed Clea over there as a saint of the Devil Church~”
“Oh, no…♡ What, that’s ridiculous…♡ Ah…♡”
An absurd story that anyone can see as a lie.
But why? The moment the Demon King’s caress, stickily clinging to him, began. A strange feeling arose within Estonia that something like that was okay.
“It’s a religion that serves me anyway. What does it matter who is appointed as a saint? All I have to do is just follow my heart.”
“Ah, ah♡ ah…♡”
“Now you don’t feel bad when you see demons, right? That’s because I’ve become very close with the soul demons. Then wouldn’t it be a good idea to take this opportunity to meet other demons?”
“Ahh…♡ That, I, I…♡”
“Clea over there and Clea ours. Because we resemble each other, we’ve become close like sisters, right? So don’t think about being a demon. Think of it as the Clea you know. Then the questions you are feeling now will have nothing to do with it.”
It’s strange to be deceived as you lie so blatantly.
Nevertheless, Estonia’s brain now accepted the devil’s words as truth without any doubt.
I can’t help it. The place where Estonia has now set foot is a sanctuary of corruption filled with the scent of beasts and evil energy.
To the extent that one is held in such a place by the owner of that place. It was absolutely impossible for Estonia to doubt the Demon King’s words now.
“Nghhooooot♡♡♡ Ah♡ Ahii♡♡♡”
“Haaang♡ The smell of the Demon Lord♡♡♡ leaving♡ so fast♡♡♡”
“Uhik ♡♡ Oh ♡ Uh ♡ ♡ ♡
And what contributes to that is the crazy moaning of the females.
This moan is ringing in my head. How can one think normally?
Ear-piercing moans and the energy of beasts so dark that you can see the colors. For Estonia, the identity of the demon Clea is already a good thing.
Clea, a goddess and human being. Clea, a saint and demon of the Demon King Church.
No matter which saint that saint is. What is important to her now is the fact that she came to observe the Demon King’s religious service with the Demon King.
Okay. It’s the same Clea. What if you are a human and what if you are a demon?
Anyway, it’s the same saint over there. What is so important about race…
She was convinced that even if she thought about it, she was being too unfaithful. The moment I realized this on my own, the two Cleas overlapped into one within Estoria.
“… Cluck…♥”
After accepting Clea’s existence, only then does Estonia’s mind find the time to observe her surroundings.
Females who enjoy pleasure like crazy. A horse-cock-shaped object inserted into the holes of the females.
It goes to show that a horse dildo without a user is not a miniature object. The sight of a female running wild shows that it is an enormous pleasure.
It’s not like mating with a real demon lord. However, the scene is crazy, with numerous females screaming in joy as if they are mating with the devil.
Clea’s leisurely smile in that scenery was a strange sight that felt like she was not human at all.
What do you mean? What is that relaxed look?
While inserting such a vicious object into her vagina. How can that woman be so relaxed?
If that thing modeled after a horse’s cock is the same as what I experienced, then there’s no way it could stay that way. Isn’t it normal to howl like crazy like the females here right now?
I’m pushing it all the way into the uterus like that. How on earth…? When I see my stomach bulging and something constantly coming out of the cracks, it doesn’t seem like I don’t have any feelings…?
Is it possible… To feel that crazy pleasure and still have that kind of leisure…? No, there is no way there is a female who can do that…
“… Phew. Ruler. Then Leah. Instead of just staying at the entrance like this, let’s go inside.”
“To? Ah? Now, wait a minute. Sema…!”
Females struggling with pleasure. And while enjoying the pleasure herself, she is a saint of the Demon King’s Church who is relaxed enough to look around at other females.
Estonia was strangely concerned about Clea, who seemed to have transcended the realm of an ordinary female.
I don’t know if you understand the situation in Estonia. The Demon King pushed Estoria’s waist, which was frozen in her seat, and he took her in front of Clea.
“… Ugh… No, oh my… Everyone, like that…”
The extremely lewd appearance of females seen while passing through the center of the chapel.
I lower my gaze and try not to look at that figure. My eyes automatically turn to the moans of the females that seem to penetrate my brain.
Heavy makeup to the point of vulgarity. And the sight of females naked or in promiscuous clothing, as if they were not ashamed at all.
The sight of such females enjoying horse cock dildos in their own ways was an interesting sight that Estonia could not ignore.
Did I look like that when I mated with the Demon King?
I felt like my body was being broken down like that too. Was it stuck in the devil’s vicious horse cock?
The uterus. My whole body. No, that dizzying pleasure that made me feel as if everything I had, including my soul, had become a sexual organ…
Is it possible to feel that kind of pleasure even with that fake horse dick…? … Then, these women now…
“Hehe… ♥ My master ♥ My client ♥ My god ♥ I was waiting ♥ Demon King ♥ Side ♥”
A corrupt church that feels like it is full of sexual pleasure and evil sin.
In the midst of chaos, Estoria, who is frightened by this promiscuous demon cave, is greeted with a smile by a saint from the Devil’s Church.
Females shaking their hips as if asking to be looked at. The demon king did not even pay attention to the females and approached the saint of the demon religion with Monica and Estoria.
When the devil so naturally thrust his horse’s cock into her, the saint showed her affection and pleasure by kissing the horse’s cock.
“Hmm. Yes, Clea. “Does this feel like it is somehow interfering with worship?”
“The Demon King, the owner of the Demon King Church, has come. It’s not a hindrance ♥ On the contrary, it’s such an honor. Please don’t feel pressured♥”
The devil and the saint talk naturally, as if showing off their affection for each other.
It may be annoying to see the male being held talking to another female. Estonia didn’t have time to worry about such things right now.
The strange scent became clearer as we entered inside. The moaning sounds of females with a sense of madness.
Weak lighting that makes you focus on sexual pleasure. And the decorations in the chapel, which depict a horse’s cock, feel very sensational.
Numerous horse cocks laid out in the chapel and females enjoying them. This was a scene that could not help but be discouraging, no matter how courageous the queen leading the Kingdom of Reinhardt was.
“Nice to meet you, Sister Lia♥ Welcome to Demon King’s Church♥”
“Eh, eh!? Yeah, that’s right. Clea, saint… Hwa, thank you for welcoming me…”
“Hehe♥ Yes. What do you think about the worship of the Demon King Church? “It’s completely different from the boring worship of the Goddess Church, isn’t it?”
“Eh, eh… That’s right… This is really…”
But the most surprising thing of all is… The sight of the saint before his eyes.
The moment Estoria saw her squatting down with her hands clasped together, she couldn’t take her eyes off her.
A thick horse cock fixed on the altar. The vagina of a saint swallowing that horse cock to the end.
The sight of Clea smiling leisurely with her horse’s cock bulging, made it difficult to decide whether she was a demon or a human.
What is this girl? Something like that has penetrated all the way into her uterus. Are you okay?
The other women are going crazy. But how on earth does this woman…?
Oh. Well, now I see that it’s not just sitting still. She’s secretly shaking her body…? Something keeps gushing out of my pussy…!?
Now, wait a minute. So she’s saying that this girl… She’s feeling that crazy pleasure…? Ugh, how can she feel such pleasure and still be so fine…?
I was out of my mind from the moment I was inserted… But how did this woman…?
Regardless of being a saint or something, there is no way that a person could endure such pleasure… Ugh, what the hell. This woman’s pussy? If you look closely, she’s squirming, as if she’s alive…
“… Hehe♥ And Monica too♥ Did you rest well?”
“Yes, four♡ Saint Clea♡ Demon King’s female Monica♡ I returned after finishing my break♡”
“I’m glad ♥ Then, as a believer in the Devil’s Church, I have to worship the Devil, right? Make the sign of the cross with my holy water and participate in the worship service♥”
“Yes♡ I understand, Clea♡”
Horse dicks and dildos are nothing more than entertainment. Estonia, whose appearance somehow felt so amazing.
Clea, who was smiling strangely as if she had seen through Estonia’s feelings, called out to Monica, who was next to the Demon King, as if she wanted to show him something.
She is rubbing her own breasts against the devil. She announced her return with her upright posture, as if she had been called by her master.
There she approached Clea’s vagina as if waiting for the command to make the sign of the cross.
