Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 561

Chapter 561 - Chapter 561 the Third Legend-15

Dawn.
Sounds of rain.
Exhausted, Pyran opened his eyes. He mingled with the underground several times without hesitation, and at one point his consciousness was cut off.
During the day he fights for his life, flees as he sees his only blood slain before his eyes, then in desperation, voluntarily mixes with the underground.

This happened in one day, it was enough for Pyran to be exhausted.

"Ah..."

As she sat there, her man's hands cradled her behind her. Pyran looked back hesitantly.
She was staring at the basement.

"... Won't you continue?"

Both of them are still naked.
Whether she's tired or not, isn't it underground that she pushes on without hesitation?
Pyran carefully lowered her hand.
Even though it had already been wrapped 4 times, the penis was still strong and twitching. No, the more she does it, the tighter she gets.

Pyran massaged her underground man while blushing.
When she gets this inside of her, she acts like she has become a completely different person.
Even though Pyran was absent-mindedly, she was playing around with her objects, but she remained silent underground.

"Ha..."

For some reason, Pyran, unable to meet her eyes directly, kissed her basement and her mouth while she closed her eyes on her own.
As she accepted the basement, she said lightly.

"It wouldn't matter which man it was."
"..."

The pyran hardened.
Her act now is a struggle to calm her shattered heart, and it is said that she just wanted to overlap her body with someone to forget her loneliness and worries.
At her sharp point underground, Pyran shook her head after a while.

"... No."
"Would you have been more happy if it was Ashira?"
"No."

Pyran bit her lip.
The words and sharp words of the basement were hacking at her heart.

But is she the kind of woman who will be embraced by anyone because she can't control her heart?
In the first place, a life that had gone through the rough ups and downs of life with a sword, there was no such thing as finding a man even if it was painful and drunk.
She came because she was underground.

"... I came because I knew you would hit me."
"A dog that likes to be beaten."
"Okay... Maybe."

At the ridicule of the underground, Pyran obediently affirmed.
She didn't need sweet words.
It was not words, but skill, that pioneered her life by blocking her life holding two swords and even her brother, the only one she trusted and growing up as an enemy.
If she had only sweet words, she would have felt rejected rather than false.

The Pyran is a well-trained hunting dog. Dogs serve their owners and do not want their owners to be on the same level as them.
She wants to win awards and she wants to be scolded.

"... You are the only one who can treat me harshly like this."

A normal person would have comforted me. Even that would not be a sound that touched her heart.
A loyal hound can listen only to its owner.
Whether praise or scolding, it is the words of the owner that touch the heart of the hound.

Did Py-Lan think that she was an enemy who just watched the death of Lou Chen, so she came looking for her?
If it was something like that, she would have taken a more certain surprise.
There was a vague expectation that if she went on her rampage, if she howled, he would give some answer, some direction.
The man throws sharp words and doesn't let go of the arm around her waist. The whole time she was asleep, she was hugging her like this.
Pyran sighed as she placed her hand on top of her subterranean hand.

“... If I become an army of death, then kill me.”
"If you are going to commit suicide, I will kill you."
"No, I am not. Is not it... It was like this anyway."

Pyran sadly mocked himself.

"In the first place, my brother and I took different paths, so in the end we had to risk our lives to make a decision. Nothing has changed. I will finish my brother Because that is what I have to do."
"What are you going to do specifically?"
"... I only know the sword. You give me instructions."

Pyran said earnestly.
She had a million undead as her enemies, and no matter how unique she was, she couldn't match them. But if she wants to conquer the subterranean world, she will have to capture the pirate empress.

"Now you've made up your mind to be loyal."
"Yes, I... I will follow you."

Pyran finally admitted that her underground was her own master.

"Fight as you do, I will die as you do. There is only one thing I want, a showdown with Louchen Amout."
"Don't you wish for Ashira's happiness?"
"... I can't talk like that anymore."

Pyran smiled relievedly.

"You are not the one who would abandon Ashira-sama. As you say, a man who takes care of his own person, even I am looking after him like this."
"..."

When she knew that the pyran she wanted to be comforted, that she needed a person's body temperature, she agreed.
She cried, shuffled her body, fell asleep, and when she came to her senses, she felt a little relieved.
Pyran tapped her lower chin with her finger.

"You are a kinder man than you think. Especially at night."
"I just adjust it as needed."
"That is good."

Pyran is a woman who speaks frankly. Her basement as she tried to answer let out her moans.

Coo wook...

Pyran put her strength into her hand that held her phallus. The man's response spilled out of her on the lips, and she lightly kissed her and fell.

"Yet... Did you do less?"

Embarrassed yet bold, before her underworld could speak, Pyran turned her body to face her and she bowed.
A woman lying down with her legs outstretched and her back lowered her head.

Jjuup.

The tactile feeling wrapped around her lips followed by the intense tactile feeling that her tongue rolled up. With her mouth holding her penis, the woman spread her hands across the man's legs.

"Hmm."

As a signal that she wanted to bite deeper, Jiha let out a groan and spread her legs.
The woman buried her head deeply in the crotch of the man who sat comfortably with her legs spread apart. She remembers what the underground taught her before, and licks her glans with her tongue as she tightens her lips.

"Mmm."

When Pyran actively came out, her basement groaned. The man lowered her hand and grasped the woman's voluptuous breasts with both hands and massaged them.

Continue. Tzuyu.

Her dark blue hair shakes as she slowly pulls her head back and lowers it again. Every time her beautiful hair gently swayed, a man's sloppy pleasure was wrapped around him.

"Yogwi... Do you salivate a lot?"
"... Yes."

You can't answer while biting the man. Pyran, who had just muttered at her, closed her eyes and only moved her head.
The motion of sweeping her flowing front hair to the side is so alluring.

Continue. Curl up.

In order to satisfy the intense suction that was sucked into her mouth, she was trying to do this or that on her own.

"Whoa..."

As she liked her basement, she grabbed Pyran's arm and moved it. The woman, who became a dog that listened to her, held the balls in her hands and slowly kneaded them as the man demanded.
She knows instinctively that she shouldn't hurt her, so she gently kneads in her grasp while sucking vigorously into her mouth.

“Ugh, ugh...”

The lung capacity is great, and it is a pleasure to be sucked in endlessly. Underground said while caressing Pyran's chin.

"Riding the rhythm, slowly..."
"Yes..."

As Pyran said, she stopped sucking hard and adjusted the intensity. She gently tightens her lips and then tickles the glans with her tongue.
When the nerves are focused on the balls playing in her palm, the pleasure of sucking in her mouth subtly becomes intense.

"Ahhh..."

As the basement groaned softly, Pyran's movements became more heated.
The other palm hesitantly groped for the thigh underground, then came up to the stomach and chest.
It was a woman's instinct to want to touch the man's body, a movement to check her partner.

"Eww..."

When Jiji held his hand, Pyran brought his pod tightly. A hand begging him not to let go no matter what, but her lips were gently swallowing the penis and pulling it out.
The sensation of coming up to the glans and then falling out, and the part under the glans that is right on the lips, feels indescribably good.
Pyran's service is sincere, as befits her personality... She was surprisingly sensitive.

Jjuup. Zurrz-eup.

Knowing that her basement trembled a little more at the reaction under her glans, he continued to attack that part.
With her soft lips, he bites her under the glans, pushes it out, and then bites again, and the feeling of ejaculation begins to rise rapidly.
I couldn't help but be excited to see the bewitching female burying her head between his legs and shaking her buttocks while serving.
I have the urge to quickly reach out and grab that ass.

"Yeah, huh... "

Realizing that her subterranean phallus had hardened, Pyran stimulated her glans more quickly. Repeat gently licking her tongue, biting and releasing with her lips.

Churrup. Churup.

Realizing that that alone is not enough, she even goes along with the movement of swallowing deeply.
She bites the man halfway through and then quickly spits it out, then slowly swallows the man's head, biting it down and spitting it out even more slowly.
The movement that teases the man, the female hound was aware of the fact that the male is more excited when he does this with his sensitive sense of smell.

"Whoa, uh..."

Unable to resist her urge, Jiha reached her hand forward as she rose to her knees.
His right hand holds Pyran's hand, but his left hand is extended and grabs Pyran's hip.

"Yeah, huh..."

As the underground leaned forward, the phallus stabbed up to the uvula in an instant. Pyran was surprised, but with his free hand, he hugged the underground waist.

"Ah, ha ha..."

Jiji rocked his knees back and forth, slowly tasting the cunt in Pyran's mouth.
The penis that is already hot enough to heat up, even if you move a little bit slowly, excitement rises and falls like a cup filled with water.

"Whoa, whoa..."

I'm sure it's because I'm tasting the mouth of a woman who is quietly opening her mouth while rubbing her white rice cake-like buttocks.

This is my bitch
The female hound, which was somewhat resistant, finally obeyed him completely.


The sense of ejaculation rises steeply in the sense of mental satisfaction and conquest. Ji-ha wanted to feel this feeling for a longer time, so she moved her waist slowly and very little, but the faithful hound did not stand still.
It sniffs the owner's scent and rushes at it like an eagle.

"Ugh, ugh..."

There was a lot of strength in Pyran's hand that hugged the underground waist. He was urging me to dig deeper and ask for a reward without holding back.
Ji-ha tried to hold it in, but Py-Lan tightened her lips and continued to forcibly pull her to the root, but she couldn't resist.

"Ah, ah..."

With a trembling moan, the basement sowed seeds to its heart's content.

Wow! Crying!

The semen that came out at will, the basement reflexively tried to press Pyran's head, but there was no hand to do so.
His left hand stretched out with all his might was tasting the woman's ass while massaging it, and his right hand was holding Pyran.
Even when she released her right hand and tried to grab Pyran's head, she held her hand tighter.
Still, she doesn't fall.

Beautiful!

Pyran did not bite her head despite the sloppy juice that kept pouring down her throat.
Like a faithful hunting dog, it keeps its place so that the owner can enjoy it until the end.

"Ahhh..."

Looking down at her dark blue hair, her subterranean body swept in her immense satisfaction.
Pressing a woman's head and pushing it gives a sense of conquest, but it was also ecstatic to look down at a woman who crawled on her four legs on her own and waited patiently for a man to be completely satisfied.
Ponytails in beautiful colors, voluptuous buttocks that flowed from the slender waist.
A pale-skinned woman, glowing extraordinarily white in the darkness of dawn, was receiving his ejaculation with all her might.

"Ugh, ugh..."

So Jiha couldn't hold back her moans and ejaculated at random. Even though ejaculation continued as if he was urinating, Pyran only moaned and never moved his head.
Even though she was clearly suffering from the trembling of the hand holding the man's hand tightly.
A perfectly loyal female.

"Ha ha, ha ha..."

Jiha, who vomited sticky semen down her mouth and throat for a long time, let out a relieved sigh and gasped.
He didn't directly vampirize, and ejaculation for such a long time was a rare occurrence for him, so he was a little tired.

Gluck. Gluck...

However, even though the situation in the underground was over, Pyran did not take his mouth off him. The feeling of the tongue moving inside tickled the penis.
Pyran closed his eyes and concentrated. As her basement rubbed her hands, Pyran's tongue licked her lips for a long time.

"Whoa..."

Pyran, whose face was flushed red, managed to remove his lips from the phallus in the basement. She could shake her head and then spoke slowly.

"... I drank it all."
"What?"
"Before... I told you to drink next time."

The first day he held Pyran, he remembered that he would make her drink from her mouth next time.
And she has done it now. The underground didn't say anything new, but you know.
Tremendous loyalty, Jiha trembled without even realizing it. Pyran lifted her reddened face.

"... Continue?"

She wanted to get some rest, but the basement sent her blood down her lower leg and forced her to stand up.


She now wants this bitch.
Until exhausted.