Chapter 251 – Aruru & Merca [Daughters of the Kingdom] (2)
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In the luxurious inn that Merca rented, luxurious classical music was always playing gently to suit the taste of the nobles staying at the inn.
Using a recording magic tool and a device capable of reproducing it, this old-fashioned music flowing throughout the building belonged to a legendary composer who dominated an era.
Since nobles learn this as a necessary culture, being able to enjoy this kind of music is also a privilege of nobles, and they put on a smile of satisfaction with the inn’s service.
Also, the furniture and lights installed in the room were all items that could only be used in a noble mansion.
Ceiling lamps with more decorations than necessary, and bed pillars with more curves and carvings than necessary.
And the red carpet on the floor was made from the fur of a first-class dangerous creature, the Lesser Drake.
Since it has its own magic, it can regenerate even if it is damaged, does not stain, and has a slight warmth, so it always warms the floor.
Some of the local aristocrats knew the taste of the nobles precisely enough to hear that the inn room was better equipped than the office or bedroom of their own mansion.
Most of the aristocrats who use this facility overflowing with sophistication and elegance prefer to wear a mask that covers them rather than primitive instincts or desires.
But, of course. Being human is a being that cannot be easily generalized, and is a person.
And being an aristocrat with duality was not particularly uncommon.
Otherwise, there would be no illegitimate child born to an unknown aristocratic father, nor would a woman enter a monastery if she did not come home for the night.
One of the reasons this inn was well-received was that it had facilities that satisfied even the ‘duality’ of such aristocrats.
The first thing Merka did after entering this room was to find this or that feature hidden in her room.
As her investigator, she never knows when and where she might be attacked, always earning the grudge of her criminals.
By any chance, if a person targeting him has already sneaked into this inn, or if a trap has been set up in this room itself.
I was thinking of finding them, smashing them up, and laughing at them.
Of course, fortunately or unfortunately, there were no such traps or hidden characters.
What was searched in her demonic eyes were not trivial things like that—in a way, they were more trivial things.
For example, things that turn the light a little darker in response to a certain sound (probably, a woman’s moaning).
By pressing a button attached to the bed decoration, a drawer containing a rope, dildo, and contraceptive rubber that was hidden under it pops out.
With a button on the wall, the material of the wall can be changed so that the wall in the shower room becomes transparent, or one side of the wall can be turned into a mirror so that the progress of the action can be directly observed.
Truly, the desires that the aristocrats were hiding while pretending to be noble were allowed to be released in this closed space, their own space that no one dared to look into.
As for Merca, even if she found out about this secret, she was not very impressed.
Criminals caught while working as investigators were not limited to those from commoners, and if you were to ask which one, there were more nobles.
It is because he developed a tolerance for stimulating and suggestive things more than other people while experiencing various terrible incidents, such as raiding the human sacrifice site of an aristocrat who fell into the worship of evil spirits.
It is still vivid in my memory that three or four men surrounding a woman with scars that could not bear to open her eyes were turned to blood clots on the spot.
To Merca, most nobles were no different from cultural barbarians.
It was unlikely that she would use the secret herself.
She finished checking her room her with a sneer, which at the time she really would n’t have thought of.
001
While Cleon pressed Aruru from above, Merca moved her body and pressed the side of her bed her-the part decorated with red jewels.
Then, she makes a ‘click’ and the cabinet hidden under the bed rattles out.
Inside were the ropes that I had checked before, and the remnants of each type and size that started to vibrate on their own when she poured her mana into them.
Among them, there were things that didn’t look like they were modeled after humans. Well, if you consider that nobles always want stimulation.
And an eyepatch. It doesn’t matter either.
“Aruru. You seem to have forgotten why I have proven my abilities as an investigator. Interrogation is one of my specialties.”
Seeing Merca take out the rope and eyepatch while talking like that, Cleon seemed to get a little cold sweat on his back her, but she looked down at Aruru without saying anything.
“…”
As Aruru also listened to Merca’s words, she felt the ropes tying her ankles, but she did not resist.
No, rather, it seems to be expecting something. Her heart beat quickened, and she could even feel her face her turn red.
To be honest with her, as she too accepts Cleon’s magical power of her, she also accepts a part of her medicinal effect that Cleon was feeling.
To some extent, it could be said that she was ready to give up reason for her pleasure.
And if there are similarities between Aruru and Merca, there are many similarities but opposites in many ways.
She, too, was more inclined towards M than S when it came to her bed.
Of course, the biggest reason for that was the violent pleasure that came from having sex with Cleon.
“Yes…♡”
She let out a small moan as she felt her immobilized, tight, with both of her ankles on her own.
“Merka-“
“Don’t worry, Cleon. I tied him up so he wouldn’t leave a mark. Besides, you know that if he’s really in pain, you can undo it on your own, right?”
As she said, Aruru is a warrior. The ropes prepared for her will not act as much restraint on her.
However, this is such a ‘play’. By doing it this way, it is to get a different kind of pleasure than usual.
Aruru looked up at Cleon with a tense expression, as if he had no intention of breaking the atmosphere or her intentions of her.
“…Okay.”
And Cleon took over the eyepatch that Merca handed over. She Carefully blindfolded her and tied behind her.
When the soft fabric of her eyepatch her goes behind her head, she suddenly looks at Aruru’s ear her.
“…♡”
For the slightest bit of shame she still had, her ears stained red in her eyes her.
When the black cloth robs her of her vision of her, Aruru’s senses of her naturally sharpen the other senses that have replaced her vision of her.
Hearing, smell, taste and touch.
To take the place of sight, the body activates other senses.
The body that remembers the training conducted in preparation for the eventuality shows its true value regardless of the situation.
Keeping your eyes closed, repeat your breathing.
The tactile sense becomes sharper every second, second, second, and even the feeling of the sweat running down the skin is conveyed.
Beyond good sensitivity, excellent sensitivity.
Itching, pain, and pleasant feelings are felt more strongly than usual.
Thanks to the increase in sweat flowing out, the feeling of tension has been transmitted along with the stronger harvesting.
If your vision is blocked, you cannot prepare for it by knowing in advance where an attack on you will begin.
I mean, if Merka suddenly puts her cold fingers up her own pussy her own pussy, flinch! And treble.
Even if you instinctively try to defend yourself with your legs.
Her body is left unprotected as she is not properly positioned thanks to her bound legs her.
The sound of jjigeouk…♡ Was heard louder.
“It’s the first time seeing this part of someone other than me, but…”
Merca’s voice was heard, and her fingers stirred inward with a squeaking sound.
It was not warm, and it looked like a prosthetic hand because it was hard.
“First… Lightly…”
The next moment I thought I heard Merca’s voice in her.
“Oh no!?♡”
With a vibrating sound, a minute vibration rose from inside her and attacked Aruru’s body with her.
It was Merca’s finger her that was vibrating, not another mechanism.
Besides, a slight tingling sensation. It is passing electricity, albeit weakly.
“Sleep, shut up♡”
Aruru spat out fragmentary words and moans over and over again, then shrank and twisted her body over and over again.
She struggled to endure the pleasurable dread she felt inside herself, which had turned to pleasure running down her spine, and continued to bombard her with pleasure at her head her.
But straight away.
Her own breasts her—a slippery sensation at the tip.
Sometimes it touches something hard and bites it.
It touches the rough mucous membrane and licks it.
Then, the other empty chest is squeezed as hard as it can, changing its shape as desired.
“Clothes ♡ sss ♡ aww ♡ heuuu ♡”
Like that, Aruru’s sensitive body her, which uttered only painful and sorrowful voices that could not be heard normally.
She couldn’t stand the stimulation, and she quickly sprinted up to her climax, giving herself over to the high tide of her pleasure as if she were falling off a cliff.
“Goa…♡ Gaaaaa ♡♡♡♡”
Pleasure that goes beyond the permissible amount is sometimes like violence to humans.
Even if it was Aruru, who she did n’t blink an eye at the pain that hit his body her from being cut by a knife or kicked by a kick.
Her stimulation her accompanied by the pleasure given by her lover and friend her causes her to exhale all the oxygen in her lungs, and she exhales and exhales the climax.
The rushing tide soaked the luxurious white sheets.
Her body her, which trembled from time to time, seemed to tell her that there was no lie in the pleasure she was feeling.
Cleon and Merca silently looked at Aruru’s body as her.
With no strings attached, only strings and cloth wrapped around her legs and eyes her.
Arms and legs stretched out long enough not to be ashamed of the title of heaven-sent body, and a firm yet soft body.
Without a single wound, the porcelain skin, like white jade, was slightly reddish.
Abdominal muscles with a slight but cracked mark, and large breasts that follow from there.
Of course, it’s the chest, though Merca’s is a little bigger.
When Merca looked at this body, she had no choice but to instinctively feel that she had not yet trained herself.
Her golden hair, falling down softly like wool or silk, was also one of her characteristics of her.
It was left on her own body of her, but it didn’t look like it was tangled or the texture was damaged.
Her body her. From head to toe, always in top condition.
Normally, this was hidden in the academy uniform, or wrapped in plain clothes made of cloth with little exposure.
Clearly, it was certain that it was such a body that made my heart race just by looking at any human, male or female.
And Cleon, Aruru said before, was the only man who could control her body like this.
How lucky that was for him, though Cleon hadn’t particularly thought about the same thing.
Not just a body to please men, but a body perfected as a vessel for a hero who can protect the world from danger.
There was only one male who climbed on her and caressed her breasts.
And- Aruru too. Because she knew that
It is inevitable that a person who can control this body of her own will feel lonely or jealous of being attached to someone else.
Her life her was always carrying someone’s expectations as a hero.
Anyone could need him if he wanted to, and he has lived up to it.
So, he thought that if Cleon, the person he cherished, wanted, she too would live up to him.
It was unavoidable to feel depressed or lost after seeing her mixing with another person right in front of her eyes.
The fact that she easily fell for Merca’s provocation, and the fact that she was still a novice when it comes to relationships with the opposite sex.
This is the first direct jealousy she felt because she was used to being `needed’ by others and not accustomed to being `needed’ by others.
What did Cleon feel when he saw that, unlike his body her, he still had the traces of a girl mentally?
As the aftermath of the climax fades and breathing becomes stable, Cleon meets Merca’s eyes in her.
Then, Merka acknowledgingly rose from her seat her, and she yielded her underside to him and untied the ropes from her legs her.
Cleon grabbed Aruru by the upper body of her, raised her up, and made her sit on top of her legs her, facing him, who had become a sitting position.
“Laugh…♡”
The meaning of such a change in posture was no different from Cleon’s declaration her that he would finally insert her object her into Aruru.
Feeling Cleon’s presence her from a closer place, with senses other than sight.
Lick, lick. And as she licked the scruff of his neck like her puppy, Cleon calmed her by stroking her head with her big, warm hands, or stroking her back her, as if to calm her down.
Merca, without realizing it, goes behind Aruru and helps her blindfolded for easy insertion.
When Cleon grabbed Aruru by the waist and lifted him up, Merca used her hand to adjust the position of Cleon’s object to her.
The tip of her glans should touch her vagina her.
With that, the preparations were complete, and as Cleon slowly lowered her body downward, the penis began to squeeze inside her.
“Ah ♡ laugh… ♡ Cleon’s cock… ♡ Is coming in ♡ inside me… ♡”
Perhaps it was because she was covering her eyes her, she felt that foreign body more strongly than usual, and each wrinkle on her inner side her clung to the master’s cock she finally met, as if she was showing off her charms her.
As if to prove that the heaven-sent body is not just about appearance.
Aruru’s penis, which she had already learned about his object her, accepted his object her to the root, pleasantly, warmly, and lustfully.
It was to start serving the cock with all its might.
The great thing about this position was that the woman’s body was naturally supported by the man’s body of hers.
It may be that it is difficult for her to support her own body her with her pleasure her.
There was no reason not to do so in a position where you could be close to your loved one simply by stretching out her arms her and leaning her body forward.
Unlike standing position or riding position lying down, face-to-face sitting position is simply leaning forward.
Women’s weight has been passed on naturally to men’s bodies.
Extend her arms to her and rotate them behind her neck and back to her.
By bringing each other’s bodies close together, the swollen chest and the like are suppressed.
The soft part and the squishy part are connected.
With their eyes closed, Aruru and Cleon’s lips touch.
The angled penis stimulates a different place than usual.
A quickened breath flowed right in front of Cleon.
A sweet scent dominates the space.
As the sigh ended, their lips met once again.
The sound of splashing water echoes.
A new weight was added behind Aruru’s back to her.
It was soft and warm.
Her hand her reached from behind her back her and rubbed her chest her.
A moan escaped from her mouth her.
Laughter was heard. The sound of women’s laughter.
That laugh soon turned into a voice.
One, two, one, two. Along with the voice, Aruru naturally rode the rhythm.
Move her body up and down with her weight on it.
At that time, I could feel the touch of the glans… Beans… Beans…♡ Touching the womb.
In front and behind, different stimuli dominate Aruru’s head her.
Or lightly bite her ear her.
You can feel the texture of two large marshmallows on your back.
Still, the kiss didn’t stop.
She does n’t even stop moving her body her.
Gradually, the piston movement quickens.
Aruru’s vaginal odor rubbed and stimulated Cleon’s penis.
Pleasant currents flowed up each other’s bodies and spines.
Unknowingly, it gives strength to the lower back.
From the base of the penis to the apex, sometimes softly, sometimes strongly.
Repeat tightening, loosening, and wrapping.
The rough breathing of each other, the disordered reason, melts and blends the body and mind.
When Merca and Cleon’s eyes met, Cleon’s hand her moved to her vagina.
Merca accepted it without rejecting it, and buried her face in Aruru’s back her while groaning just like Aruru.
They do not look away from each other. Interact with Aruru.
Aruru was the first to reach the climax, feeling the illusion that the bodies of the three were connected and merged into one.
“Laugh♡ Haa♡♡♡”
Her closed lips parted, letting out the breath she was holding back.
And the womb that came down to its fullest extent, dripping with love juice, came so close that it swallowed Cleon’s glans.
If you let her shoulders tremble, surrender yourself to the second climax that came quickly.
Cleon’s waist her, which had been a little forward, began to move even faster.
“Yeah♡ Cleon♡ Wrap me up♡ Inside me♡ Fill up my womb♡♡”
Aruru also felt Cleon’s spurt her and hugged her lover’s body her tightly.
She groans and feels the pressure pressing down on her body, her Cleon’s cock swelling.
And-
A view ♡ a view ♡ a view ♡♡ a brew ♡
“Yeah♡ Ah♡ Whoa♡♡ Cleon’s semen♡ opened the cervix and went inside…♡ Filled up from the inside…♡ As expected, it’s a habit…♡”
Aruru flinched and turned her face over Cleon’s back towards the wall that had suddenly turned into a mirror.
Merka undid her eyepatch from behind her, revealing her hidden eyes to her.
Her face, steeped in her utmost pleasure, had narrow eyes and an open mouth. And with the saliva that flowed from her mouth her.
The head of the swordsmanship department that everyone in the academy longs for, the shield that protects the kingdom, and the hero of the crystal sword are absolutely unimaginable.
It was nothing more or less than a female who was happy to receive a seed from a male she loved.
“Aruru’s face… It’s the first time I’ve seen it. He has a pleasant face… Woah, sure. The sex with you was pleasant, but… Was it this much?”
Cleon’s face is that he doesn’t know how to answer Merca’s question.
After a while, Aruru got her body her up and took out his things her from inside.
When I thought I heard a squeaking sound, after that, a white, sticky liquid flowed continuously through the small hole.
“…Forward, once…♡”
Saying that, Aruru collapsed on her bed.
“…Cleon…♡”
And, if you look at Aruru, who calls her with her tail stretched out, is she still not losing her medicinal effect?
Cleon’s cock was firmly erect.
Seeing that, Merca gulped down her saliva her, then she herself lay down next to Aruru and spread her legs on her own her.
“I, I too… I’ll ask you one more time. As expected, my mana… Seems to be still lacking.”
Merca said that with an uncharacteristically nervous expression.
“…”
Cleon moved his body to her when he saw the two of them, and first moved in front of Merca.
“Laugh…♡”
Merca seemed nervous as if she had n’t expected that it would be her first time her, but she raised the corners of her mouth as if she had always done it, and made up a composure that was no different from her daytime appearance of her.
“Joe, I like it… Cleon, I’m more used to it than before, so I wear the same clothes… ♡”
However, as if he couldn’t hear such words, Cleon’s things dug right into her, and she broke the leeway she made up just like before.
She unwittingly stretches out her leg her, wrapping it around her Cleon’s waist her and pinning him, so he can’t get out of herself.
“I hate it♡ Merca♡ Cleon is Aruru♡♡”
Looking at Merca like that, Aruru whined, and it seemed that her self-control she had collapsed a lot as she took her two ejaculations.
“Huh, heh…♡ No matter what, I’m dealing with you right now, so you wait by the side…♡”
As if Merca felt nothing but rivalry with Aruru, she began to move her body in line with Cleon’s movements as she spoke.
Cleon, who was caught between the two, grabbed her body and started a piston movement just as instinct felt.
It seemed that he did not have much room for dealing with two women with excellent sexual desire and physical strength.
“Then…♡ Promise Merca♡ No matter how much Cleon makes you feel good♡ You can’t fall in love with Cleon♡ You can’t give in, okay?♡”
Aruru held Merca’s hand while talking, and Merca opened her eyes wide as if it was absurd.
“Th-that kind of thing… It’s not even an adult novel, so it’s impossible… ♡ Laughs ♡ Ah ♡ No matter how big a cock is ♡ Knocking on the inside with a great penis ♡ No matter how messed up my head is… ♡ No matter how tired my body is Even if it’s your taste… Even if your body compatibility is good… ♡♡ There’s no way you’ll fall in love in one day♡♡ No , uh…Uh♡”
As for Merca’s words of hers, she seemed to be pretending to be strong, but her actual content and voice of hers were already weakened.
Everyone here felt that if they mixed their bodies more than this, they would really fall.
However, the pride she had, she was desperately trying to resist.
As if the male, who was so excited that he had almost no reason left, would not forgive resistance.
Like before She hugged her body tightly, filling her vision, breathing, and everything with herself.
And. Unlike before, the penis that was fully inserted to the root of her was pressed against the innermost part of her and rubbed against her, applying unspoken pressure to her as if telling her to give up.
“Yeah♡ This♡ is wrong♡ Weaknesses♡ I remember liking things♡ Only weak points are being attacked♡”
Merka felt her heart beat naturally, feeling the inside of her womb certain that at last she was intermingling once again with the male she recognized.
She could finally feel Cleon’s magical energy in her fully permeating her body.
It appeared on her body so that it could be clearly seen visually.
A purple imprint- a heart, or an imprint resembling a womb slowly emits its light.
It appears on top of Merca’s ship.
Aruru shook her head while watching it while lying down next to her.
“No♡ no no no no ♡♡♡”
Hugs … ♡ Her imprint her deepens along with the sound of the activation of magical power.
As if resonating with it, the engraving engraved on Aruru was also emitting light.
“Beast ♡ Playboy ♡ Woman’s Enemy ♡”
Aruru spits out her voice, whether it’s complaining or charming, to Cleon next to her, but she doesn’t care and Cleon’s waist her grows even faster.
And- Merca herself seemed unreasonable yet to receive all the pleasure with her body her, which she had become more sensitive due to the effect of the engraving.
“What♡ What is this♡ I hate it♡ My body, just being connected to Cleon♡ I’m jumping with joy♡ I open the nursery from the inside♡ Give me a baby.
Unlike before, when he acted with pride as an aristocrat, refraining from groaning and refraining from uttering obscene words created in his head.
Losing her control her, Merca’s words her were obscene.
“Ha, but…♡ But it can’t be helped♡ If you’re a strong man like Cleon…♡ He’s definitely the type…♡ This, this is, maybe. It might just be fate. ..♡”
Through incoherent self-justification, it refers to wanting Cleon’s body.
Hearts were already overlapping in the eyes that popped into my eyes.
When she looked at her self-assured attitude of her, her imposing aristocratic daughter of her, swaying her waist and twitching her hips as she lay under her own her.
Cleon’s testicles heated up in an instant, ready to pour out his semen her.
“Laughs♡ Wow♡ Cleon’s cock swelled up from the inside…♡ Whoa, whoa♡ It’s cumming…♡ Not to Aruru Tromeia, but to Merca Arcadias…♡ Your semen, a lot of it Give it to me …♡ This time, with magical power, your babe… It’s okay to accept it…♡ Don’t hesitate, give me a hug and ejaculate inside me♡ Yes♡ Oops♡ ~~~!♡♡♡ “
First of all, Merca reaching the climax, bending her body like a bow, and at the same time the semen coming out of her urethra her.
Thanks to its tight adherence to her womb her, it flows inside her without wasting a drop.
Beau woo wow ♡ Beau rure rure ♡ Pure rurl~♡
“Oh no♡ ♡♡ From the inside, Cleon’s baby♡ I’ll be running amok like overflowing, I can feel it♡ Surrounded by Cleon’s sperm, my ovum…♡”
Merca’s body her weakened by the afterglow of reaching the climax. When Cleon’s long ejaculation ends on her limp body her.
Her belly her swelled up convex ♡.
Cleon first pulled the penis out of her.
She approaches Aruru, who has a tearful expression from the side of her.
“Haa♡ haa♡”
Aruru, who was already waiting for her turn her with her already heated body her, stretched out her hand her and begged her to kiss her as if she had waited for Cleon to approach.
As if responding to the request of a female who wanted him, Cleon first snatched her lips from her body.
“Churureut♡ Chow♡ Haum♡ Churureut♡ Cleon♡ Chowwoop♡ Yes♡”
Between kissing roughly and sweetly.
A steel-like penis touching her her secret her.
And again, softly, without any resistance.
The glans and the cervix of the two who fell collided.
“Laugh♡ Ahh♡”
“Ah…♡”
Feeling the sensation of her insertion and seeing Aruru let her moan out of her mouth, Merca felt a tightness in her heart her for some reason.
Maybe this is the feeling that Aruru was feeling.
She’s Aruru who thought that no matter how long they shared her kisses, it wasn’t enough, but once she forced herself to drop her face for her breath.
For a moment as their gazes met, Cleon’s waist began to move once again.
It’s much more animalistic and intense than the gentle behavior in the face-to-face sitting position earlier.
It is a violent act that seems to devour women.
“Clothes♡ Cleon♡ This is intense♡♡”
Aruru knew that there were only a few subjects that Cleon could act so violently.
She will be able to release all her desires that she has only to a woman who has a ‘strong body’ like herself.
Besides, Aruru realized that her own appearance was also optimal for seducing Cleon.
Blond hair, tall, well-trained body.
The fact that Cleon’s most similar appearance and physical similarity with the object of his longing her, Lesia, deep in his heart her, is that she is himself.
“Cleon♡ I’ll accept all the dirty and perverted stuff♡♡ Cleon♡ I love you♡ Press the inside of Cleon’s cock as much as it is♡”
Like that, he spit out the words he had stored in his heart his and accepts Cleon’s body hers.
“Press it from the top♡ and kiss it as hard as it can… ♡ Chuu♡ move your waist ♡♡ even if you bump into it as hard as you can in the womb as if you’re angry♡ Or, turn your waist around♡ and stimulate it as if you’re eating all the weak parts inside It’s okay to come♡ Just thinking about making Cleon feel better♡ I’ll answer everything♡”
Even if she didn’t say it, it was as if Cleon’s lust had already been intended.
A huge penis penetrated her insides her while holding onto her big ass her. Pang Pang♡ and bounces off water and sound.
“Laugh♡ Ahh♡”
‘Amazing… That’s it, male and female… Mating, throwing all the pretense off…’
As she looks at Aruru, who is being trampled by Cleon, Merca swallows her saliva.
As if coveting her her Aruru’s her her her body her-her her whole body her, hugging her with all her might her, sharing her kisses, caressing each other’s bodies.
At that time, she heard a moan that flowed out every time.
“Aruru… Uh…”
When a voice called her name her came out of Cleon’s mouth, Aruru’s vagina wrapped around his cock her even more strongly.
In a situation where she continues to taste the finest female genitalia, Cleon’s things scratch her inside her with the cap of her glans to leave a trace of herself inside her as if even her things were her her own her.
Originally, the role of that part was to serve as a spatula to scrape out the semen of others in order to leave behind its own seed.
For females who didn’t need that, it was just to stimulate, scrape, and shape the weak inside.
“Ahhhhh”
While being attacked once again by Cleon’s stuff, a lewd sound resounded every time she moved her narrow vagina to her.
The act of leaving her own mark on a woman who has already completely surrendered.
Instinct as a male.
“The semen Cleon is using right now♡ is the semen he made only for me…♡ I have to give it to the inside of me♡”
As Aruru said, she felt Cleon’s stuff swell.
“Give me… ♡ Inside ♡ Cleon’s semen inside Aruru ♡ baby girl ♡ sperm… ♡ Because the baby is waiting inside ♡ ah ♡ there ♡ feels good… ♡”
Semen that is thick enough to feel like a semi-solid that gradually rises up through the urethra.
“Cleon…♡”
And, the last time we kissed.
-Beaureureureus♡♡ Viewureul♡ Kulleeouk♡ Beureureuk♡
“Yeah…!♡ Haa♡ sss…♡ It’s coming out from the inside…♡ Cleon’s magical semen…♡ This really makes me want to get pregnant…♡”
“Haa…Ugh…”
After Cleon poured out a large amount of semen four times in a row, he felt that the medicinal effect was slowly fading away.
At the same time, the excitatory action that had warmed her body and melted her reason disappeared.
She felt more dizzy and exhausted than usual.
“…Cleon… Are you sleepy?”
“…Little…”
“Then, shall we sleep together like this…”
Aruru said that and gently embraced Cleon’s body in her.
“No…But, the shower…”
Seeing the two of them like that, Merca also raised her body – flop, then fell back on the bed.
She, too, had her magic her returned, but her body’s stamina seemed to be drained.
Merca collapsed while holding hands with Aruru.
After a while, the earring hanging from Aruru’s ear her glows and she transforms herself and stands in her room her.
A graceful woman with blue hair.
Arondite’s human body looks down at the three fallen people.
Quietly, the three of them covered the bed with blankets and looked at Galatea.
“You are suffering too.”
To Arondite’s words, Galatea only answered with a [Huh].
“Should I ask you to join me next time?”
[…Stop that.]
