Chapter 290 – Chapter 290: Natural Instinct 5
How did this become a fight of pride?
“Yo, this guy~?”
“Am I the only one suffering?”
When I buried my face in my stomach, I naturally lay back as if I was doing judo.
In that state, she flexibly twists and turns her body to her, and once again she buries her face in my crotch.
It became a 69 posture with each other burying their heads in each other’s thighs naturally as if water was flowing.
As expected by the unfading giant tree, the wooden doll’s magical power amplification source excessively amplified the dream horse’s magical power.
The result of that dream horse’s mana running amok is her appearance in heat with me who was sucked into the sanctuary.
Even if her magical power ran out of control, it was fortunate that she didn’t vomit blood like a drunkard or runaway.
It’s funny how, when sexually aroused, they attack each other like beasts with their tongues and lips.
… I can already think of this by ejaculating about three feet.
“Your tongue is rough, so-“
“Obviously, it’s very rough. It’s like a cat’s tongue.”
“Go, don’t touch me when I go!”
And while I ejaculated about three rounds, she had as much orgasm as I did.
As she spoke, she felt her body her stiffen in her arms her as her back her was straight.
At the same time, he licked the sweet juice of hers that poured out her and drenched her nose with his tongue again.
Leaving the gender reversal, it was wrong that the elf tried to win over the dreamer with her sex.
An overloaded dreamer who becomes cool and clear-headed every time he cums.
On the contrary, the elf’s magical power penetrates and her body continues to heat up whenever she has an orgasm, as if residual fire remains.
One person gets stronger every time he feels pleasure, and the other gets weaker, so I wonder if this can be called a match.
“No, now that I think about it, am I the only one at a disadvantage…? But I don’t think anything will happen by inserting it.”
“What should I do, I’m a dreamer.”
“For some reason, adults say that heterosexual couples live tightly together.”
Thanks to her several orgasms of her, she throws her joke in despair as if the magic of her dream horse her, which brought her into heat, has escaped.
When she was in heat, her egg sac her swelled up like a fist, and the act of attacking her dream horse with her sex her.
She noticed how different she was from her usual attitude her towards me.
Once again, the unfading giant tree bends its body like flowing water and embraces me.
Instead of bean kernels that are bloodshot and shrieking every time you touch them, bright eyes come in front of you.
It’s clear and clear, like a mirror, in the clean and deep blue wall where I can even slightly reflect myself.
The me reflected in it has grown horns, but the animal ears protruding from the top of my head have disappeared.
“Do you think you’ve calmed down?”
“I still lack a lot.”
“I thought so.”
Ignoring her sticky semen and saliva, she hugs me.
Unlike human bodily fluids, the scent is close to that of tree sap, so there is little objection.
A strange hand caressing the chest, then going back and stroking the back.
The time when they were like beasts attacking each other with a sense of pride and competition after being in heat is over.
I glanced at the crystal ball rolling under the table to see if I had even kicked it with her foot on her.
The operation of the new factory city was over, and the wooden doll and my avatar were moved to the dorm.
There was nothing to worry about, so now it was really leisurely lover’s time.
“What was the story you were going to talk about earlier?”
“Did you mean earlier?”
“That, the story of the elf’s nickname.”
“Oh, that.”
She puts her arms on top of my shoulder, hugs her neck her, and gently caresses her waist her.
A slow motion, as if she was teasing my egg sac with her lips and tongue.
Just when I felt the wrinkles of her sticky flesh her touch the tip of her glans her, she pulled my hair back and whispered in my ear.
“When elves call them by their nicknames, they call them by the names of flowers and fruits. It means a promise made by a lover to a lover.”
Her sweet hot breath her pours into her pointed ears along with her small voice her.
The lily means clean love, the rose promises romantic love, and the gloxinia fawns in front of you.
The name and flower language of a flower that he has never heard of in his life is dripping down in his ears, but his nerves are focused elsewhere.
That’s because the unfading giant tree was sitting on top of me and slowly lowering its waist, allowing me to go deep into it.
The girl who does n’t stop talking even though she knows that I ‘m not paying attention to her story her, or that I can’t.
She hugs my face and whispers directly into my cheek, as if to distract me from my concentration.
She stretches her tongue out in a mischievous laugh as her sensitive elf ears her move in surprise at her warm breath her.
“Of course, that’s when a woman calls a man. It’s a nickname a woman gives to a man to whisper love to him and promises the most important thing.”
Just because reason came back, it didn’t mean that the seething magic of the dreamer was resolved.
Because of this, we had no choice but to move our waists while whispering nicknames in each other’s ears several times.
If the fragrant bodily juices spilled on the floor were real tree sap, the beautiful tree would have dried up and died.
I wondered if the thing hanging under my cock wasn’t my testicles, but something like a drink dispenser.
The elf recovers magical energy under the branches of the world tree, but the dreamer recovers energy with her magical energy.
It’s a mess that can be cleaned up with magic, but it felt really great to see that it was sticky.
“Well, I want to call you… Rhyme.”
“Lime? That sour fruit?”
“Right.”
Dressed in her white elven garb, she gently strokes my hair, her horns gone.
The traces of my lips that dyed my exposed white shoulders are really insignificant
Even though I have infinite energy, my body feels a little sluggish because I wrapped it at the level of an overturned beverage plastic bottle.
I feel like I want to hug you leisurely rather than shaking my waist passionately even when I see a little erotic scene.
I don’t know if she had a girlish sensibility compared to her formidable size her in her previous life, or if she was imbued with the world of gender reversal.
One thing is for sure, if a pretty elf-beauty gently stroked my hair, most of them would feel this way.
“The flower language of a lime is… So, love between husband and wife.”
“That’s nice.”
“…Great?”
I suddenly came up with a sweet and sour nickname called Lime, but what is it?
After I agreed without hesitation, I felt more affection for the hand stroking her hair.
Somehow, in the custom of elves, nicknames between lovers seem to have a much heavier meaning than I thought.
I was the one who brought up the story first, but the appearance of talking right away while hesitating is also the same
It is also the feeling of anxiety, relief, and happiness that I will at least be allowed to use a nickname.
‘But if your nickname is Rhyme, how do you call me?’
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A rhyme when a giant tree that does not wither calls for a lethargic nightmare.
When a lethargic nightmare calls for an unfading giant tree, noona.
I asked her about the language of flowers to decide on a nickname for her, but her feelings were very honest.
‘Do you like the title of older sister that much?’
Of course, when I changed my position for a while, if an elf girl younger than me followed me around as oppa or oppa
I understood right away, thinking that I wanted to be called an older brother for the rest of my life without the need for another nickname.
The language of flowers is love between husband and wife, and since it is a nickname that is almost at the level of a proposal, I can understand why she is happy.
I talked about the nickname with a light heart, and the proposal came back, but there was no hesitation.
A giant tree that does not wither, a hard name that does not suit a girl.
Considering that it is a world where men and women are reversed, it is a name given to the last boy guardian, so it suits
Because the giant tree I knew that never withered was an innocent girl who laughed at her older sister her.
Well, there’s no point in fighting and breaking up with her, so why hesitate in accepting her proposal?
It’s natural to accept him as someone who will share the long life of the Constellation, which will continue for hundreds of years.
“Anyway, are you really okay?”
“It’s not that you’re sick just because you’re overflowing with magic. It’s just that your avatar is mixed.”
She is still stroking my hair, perhaps because she is so happy that I accepted the nickname Lime.
While taking a separate shower, he explained to me about the crystal ball and the descending body, as if he had contacted me.
It was said that it was a small accident caused by the shaman not thinking about the dream magic.
“Since the dream demon is so rare, she apologizes for not having verified the magic of the dream demon.”
“If you come to greet me with a haircut and feel guilty, please dry it off. I haven’t lost anything other than being suddenly dragged into the sanctuary.”
“Yes, sweet, my little rhyme.”
Does being sweet mean being nice?
My face heats up and my hands and feet tingle when I am called by a soft nickname
On one side of her, the sweet tingling sensation on the tip of her tongue because of the feelings she felt for her.
Did all the couples in their past or present lives do this?
Still, it wasn’t bad to feel the feeling of holding me in my arms and caring for me, unlike the incarnations’ support.
… No, it’s not bad, but it feels good, so the corners of her mouth are about to go up.
Perhaps because of this excitement, I was able to forgive the shaman’s small mistake and move on.
I am the only dreamer officially active on the continent.
I am the only one who provides the magical power of the Dream Demon for research.
Even that is provided only to the academy to heal soldiers’ PTSD.
That’s why the magic circle created by the southern shaman can cause an accident when it meets the magic of the dreamer.
Why, in a previous life, an air conditioner company created a voice recognition function
Isn’t there a story that a high-ranking person came and asked in dialect, but he couldn’t answer.
I understand that since the dream horse is so rare, you may not be able to assume her variables.
“Huh, Constellation? It’s a sacrifice, so what did you bring?”
“… What is this again?”
“It’s like the Beast’s bones, right?”
But I don’t understand offering a monster corpse for forgiveness.
