Chapter 378

Chapter 378: Hallway, Apron and Me [Fennel]

When the baron’s mansion is as large as it is, there’s no way in my normal life that nobody comes near me first, but I don’t look like I’m cleaning it, a space like this really comes out. With a seasonal clothing room or a winter balcony?

Fennel designated it as such a careless, discreet corner of the hallway.

“You were paranoid about being seeded here.”

“… Ha, ha…”

Whispers wildly to Fennel as he holds his shoulder and prevents him from escaping.

No, actually, it won’t be the first thing you can get away with, but this kind of thing is the atmosphere.

“I don’t know who’s gonna find you. You imagined me getting my ass exposed, sprinkled with manjuice and my cock pounding my uterus all over it”

“… well, yes…”

Fennel dares to take my abusive remarks, shrinking and intoxicating.

Though the most back-length of those four, I still get the feeling that pleasure is engraved to the bottom of my heart and eroding reason in that little, thin body from the man’s me… what a ku.

“But I’m bored to just give you a dick”

I whisper in a completely villainous way.

“Oh no…”

“Take it off, Fennel…. take it off without one left, shake your ass and ask him out. If anyone sees you, they’ll turn you into a wolf in one shot.”

“Huh…”

“No, you can leave just a little… you can leave the apron and your head sole”

Nothing, just naked apron style to stir up shame on you.

If this were their mansion, they would do it without any resistance.

but.

“There are still barons and… other servants…”

Fennel hesitates. Somewhere, however, that voice expresses expectations for more daring acts than you fear.

“If they see you, don’t go all over the mansion knowing how much you’re sketchy. Let the barons’ sons put their dicks in it, and they may become jealous. Even if I walk around town, I don’t care if it’s an apron to the mappa, or if it’s a carroted slut elf, it’s pointed backwards.”

“Eh…”

Throating fennel.

“But don’t worry. You are my man-slave. I won’t let anyone use it. When I find out she’s such an embarrassing woman, I’d rather brag about it. Such a beauty has fallen so far for my dick. Bring you to the hot springs instead of hand tubbing and wash your body with your boobs while you talk to the world with Osama and the rest of the town, and in the liquor store, you’re gonna be naked, chained to a collar, brought under the table, and you’re gonna let him shake you while you drink. I’ll show your horny body everywhere as a dick slave.”

“… ahhh…”

Fennel sighs like excitement and begins to take off her clothes with her trembling hands.

“Rather, it did. Right, pervert”

“… yes, I want to be, so…”

“We won’t be able to go back to the woods or anywhere. It’s too embarrassing for everyone to come near me.”

“… yes, that’s okay… since I decided to be your slave, I am…”

Fennel removes the piece, removes the underwear, and then lowers the pants. The underwear was pulling the thread.

“I was thinking that one day I’d have you enslaved like that…”

“You’re so sketchy you can’t beat Oregano”

“Phew…… of course, if even your husband’s life of getting his samen poured in doesn’t seem sweet, I can’t say I want to be a female slave……”

And slowly…… Fennel turning on the apron as if he would rather spare hiding naked again.

More embarrassing than naked, costumes that just invite men.

That completes it right in front of you.

Though the heating is there and the whole mansion is warm, the corner of the hallway is still chilly and Fennel’s skin is slightly goosebumpy.

Still on my stretching hand, expecting my fingers, giving myself up in my arms to fall in, a sleek, slutty elf layering her lips.

I stroke my back and butt with nothing to hide at all, and casually insert my four fingers between my soft, warm buttocks.

“Huh… Huh…”

Fennel showing joy while overlapping lips.

Now, if I can see her back from somewhere, I really have nothing to hide. Stripped clothes and the look of Fennel hugging me passionately will only be seen as an exasperated lunatic.

I stimulate the core of the fennel from the butt side as I feel comfortable with such a risk to my decency.

“Nfu, ah, ha… your husband, ha… do you want to offend the fennel…? Would you like to put your penis in this hole…”

Fennel grabs my hand from the top and asks the other way as she strokes it.

“Oh, you want it in good shape… Fennel, turn your ass…”

“I’ll let you in…”

“Oh, whoa?

Fennel cleverly opens my pants with one hand, and as he searches for a hardened penis, he tries to plunge it in from the front with a slight stretch of his back.

“Hey, what, you’re aggressive…?

“Hehe… your husband will tell you how embarrassed I am myself because I shouldn’t… ♪ ♪ I’ll remind you how embarrassed I want to be ♪

Fennel hips herself down slightly at me, smiling glossy as she welcomes her penis deep into her vagina.

“I’m more tangled up with your husband like this than I am offended by your husband, I’m sure… I’m sure it would be nasty and if they saw me like that…”

Apparently, he wants to say that an inexcusable situation burns better.

A maid who clings to a man herself and waves her hips in a hallway where no one knows who goes by, naked apron.

Sure enough, it’s a nasty landscape.

“Fine…… Fennel, I’ll seed you like this”

“Ha… ♪ Fully, pour it in… Treat me to plenty of whore maids… eh…”

Start waving your hips in each other’s arms.

Fennel waving cleverly hips with one leg tangled in my hips. Me even responding to that.

Fennel’s colleagues, or Baron’s family. Maybe it’s your mother. With no clue who will find it and with excitement, devour Fennel’s horny hole and sound gucho gucho.

I’m sorry every time for the barons who are making it dashi, but the situation is also wonderful and guessy that they are dyeing carnal desire this way the maids who work in someone else’s mansion.

“My lord… my lord, my lord…”

“Nice one, Fennel… it’s time to get out… clean it properly, huh?

“Yes… my manjuice and your husband’s seed… I’ll keep it clean, duh…”

One last thrust into the fennel whining like a rumor. No, one more poke as it soars, another.

And then the pleasure plays and an explosive ejaculation begins in the fennel’s womb.

“Huh, ah, ah…”

Fennel clung to me all the time to take it, and now he’s depositing his entire weight with me.

“Eh.”

“Oh, come on… Oh, you know…”

The constant fennel of breath won’t put back the weight I left behind even if I let it go and re-support it.

If you think so.

“Shh, excuse me… my legs, I’m cramped…”

“… that’s cramping”

I got through the first round of production on almost one leg, so it does.

“It hurts so much… you know, just until you’re done ejaculating, so support me…”

“No, I don’t care about ejaculation or anything! Just put it down!?

“That’s… I don’t know if I’m a female slave, until the end… I was there.”

“But don’t forget it’s an arrogant fit! If it gets worse, there’s no extra excuse!?

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Speaking, the ejaculation was almost over in the end. A little semen leaks through the vaginal hole and transmits the leg.

I wonder how I got dressed while lowering the fennel and stretching my legs.

Although I peeled it off with a knoll, it would be troublesome if this happened.

“Hey, if you don’t hurry up, I’m sorry I’m joking.”

“I can really be an exclusive dick wipe…”

“Please don’t bother me because I’m a dick.”

“Hehe. It’s tough to bring four naked daughters around… there they are.”

“… four people.”

“You wouldn’t convince the Oreganos if you just treated me like that, would you?

I’ll just imagine. Polka life while letting her four naked daughters serve her everywhere she goes.

Sounds nice, but the wind looks harsh.

“That’s our jurisdiction”

Maia appears from beyond the corner.

“Yes, you were there”

“Yeah. It’s okay, ’cause I was just trying to keep the baron kids from coming this way”

I’m a little impressed with the loyalty that supports me in the shadows.

But when you think about it, it does feel like the Maia clan is similar, doesn’t it? I don’t really want to wear clothes or anything, and I don’t mind talking about sex with me.

… I’m really starting to feel like I’m just in trouble.

“And even if they see me now flirting with your husband… maybe no one cares too much”

I laugh bitterly as Fennel stretches with semen dripping in a bare apron.

“Sometimes the baron and his wife talk about,” Selene, Apple, and Lord Irina and Andy, when they start to work hard, it’s an alley and it’s awkward. “

“… let’s apologize”

Surely seeing a scene with Fennel now would only mean “again” or something like that.

… Let’s reflect. Yeah.

Walk crisp through the snowfields at night.

Cloudy skies tonight. The snowy season is about to end, and eventually the late spring will come.

That said, it’s springtime around Celesta. Maybe it’s time to worry about the length and length of your sleeves.

“It’s dark…… I wonder if I can put something on here that will light up too”

Reminds me of the glowing stone of Krabeth that I saw one day. That, what kind of engraving is that?

Manipulation of intensity and deflection is already good for you, but you haven’t touched it when you think about imprints to emit light.

If you read the textbook and look it up, you might be able to put that in the polka too. It would be convenient on a moonless night.

Is it a drawback to be buried in the winter…… no, if you turn it into a pillar high……

Oh, my God, if you’re thinking about it, then suddenly something hits you from behind and your heart jumps.

“Wow!?

There were no signs. I can’t see behind the unreachable light in my hand because it was dark.

I almost panicked and I crawled and tried to call Lila or Maia, but the guy who bumped into me kept my hips squeezed up pretty painful and couldn’t shout.

“Ha, help…”

“Stop it, Luna.”

Unexpectedly, a little nostalgic voice from the dark.

That soft alt voice is Mr. Deane’s voice.

And the arm that was inadvertently squeezing me up when I wondered if there was any noise with Gatsun went away…… So the raider is Luna?

“So, hey, what…?

But I look behind me thrilled because I can’t grasp the situation. The lamp broke and the fire went out.

“… it’s me. I just got here.”

The figure of Mr. Deane, who casts the magic of the light and floats the bowl of light at hand.

I also saw Luna holding her head next to it (she was beaten and hurt), and Maia landing, who seems to have jumped from a distance.

“Luna got so excited… it seems she’s been enduring the full moon lately”

“Ugh…”

Luna in tears.

“Ha… what, it was Luna”

“I want to be…”

Cloudy skies tonight.

He didn’t see the moon, but he doesn’t have anything to do with the beast man.

(cont ‘d)