Chapter 432

Chapter 432: Dance On The Dessert 5 [Naia]

“Well, let’s calm down.”

I floated Annis’ hips on my knees with my hands as I told Naia I was in a state of confusion by myself.

“Nyu… Nyu…”

The vaginal meat sucked my penis and dripped away from the hole I left behind.

“Thank you, Anis. That felt good.”

“Eh heh… ♪”

Gently kiss each other on the cheek with a cat girl whose lower body has been defiled with my semen and release.

Although Annis fluttered her legs with footsteps like walking on a cloud, the subtle Angelos stops holding her and takes her to a place where she can rest.

When the dance is over, the sound of the drum will not stop in the midst of a burning bonfire. Apparently there are drum songs for folk songs apart from songs for dance, and after the dancer cats pulled in, not as good as Grandma Donna. A pretty old cat was taking the head off and starting to sing songs he wasn’t used to hearing.

Anyway.

“Naia. Well, take a deep breath first. And drink this.”

“Yes, I’ll have it”

Recommending to Naia the matatabi liquor she had made Aurora pour, Naia lifted the ceramic cup with both hands for a long time and vacated it all at once.

Be impotent. It’s easy to drink with fruit liquor, but it’s pretty strong. This.

“Ha ha… so that’s it”

“Yeah. Well, sit down.”

Make Naia sit across from the table, which is hard to say is normal in many ways. By the way, three of the gauntlets outside Sharon are starting to eat in formation at the edge of the table with Mr. Deane and Maia, and the way this one’s done is bypassed. Well, it’s gonna be hard to get into.

“Uh…”

“Sharon, get him some water. It sucks when the booze turns all at once now.”

“Okay.”

“No, that Mr. Smythson.”

Serves to calm Naia down by deliberately controlling her over and over again to gain momentum and say something.

I don’t know… Naia tends to run wild once she decides.

I know it’s funny why I suddenly got in the direction of my ass, but I need to cool it down once. Mr. Hilda never seems to stop coming up with that.

“Well, so be it. What does that mean?”

“… just drink some water”

“Yes…”

I feel like I’m doing something a little worse because I can see the momentum is gradually squeezing.

but with all the momentum on the spot, I have trouble holding my head like Naris as a weird one.

“So that’s it.”

I stared at Naia across the street wondering if there was any species to stretch more, but I ended up nodding at Naia’s serious face without thinking of anything.

“That… I, I thought about it. Why did you let Mr. Smythson, uh… only forgive you if you didn’t want to?”

“… yeah”

Naia starts talking seriously like she forgot that she is an insane fit with a hat (and a short cape, so round her lower body) on her bare cape. No, I forgot. It would also be because of the nudity all around.

In a situation like the woman who served as a dancer, the cat who was originally in the oasis, or Annis, Sharon, Tetes, who was now exactly decided to go inside, full of nudity and now half a public bath, there’s no way anyone would put a scratch in it because it’s somewhat rounded out.

The time leeway I had set aside to calm down seemed to have rather gone in the direction of renewing Naia’s perception of the diagonal direction that “it was not as much a statement as I thought fit on the field”. That’s the eye.

“I wasn’t supposed to throw out my assignment… you know, to get pregnant or anything, but I was trying to give back a lot in the form of sexual intercourse while contracepting because I wasn’t the only one who could pay for it.”

“Yeah.”

“Well, still… some people say that they do pretty much the same thing, but one really wants a child and they go out with Mr. Smythson, and one doesn’t want me to have a child, and so… well, I thought it might be impure to do the same.”

“… yeah?

Impure?

… So why talk about purity or impurity when sex with Naia is originally about rewards “for me”?

“… I don’t know why that’s impure…”

“‘Cause, you know… do the same thing. Don’t you think it’s unbalanced that I only devour pleasure, but on the other hand, I earnestly do what I do with my life”

“………… yeah?

No, wait a minute.

If you think the conversation is going in a strange direction, unconsciously Naia is shifting her sex away from “providing the body at my request” to “equally given to herself, pleasure as a woman”. The giver and the giver, the master is flipping.

It’s about Naia, so maybe she couldn’t be aware of the superior position that she was the only one “letting you fuck” when she said she was happy that she was being given around.

“So, then… Tess is right, it’s a more purposefully different act on your butt, and I was wondering if that would be a more desirable one for me…”

“No, I don’t know.”

Mr. Hilda interrupted me there, staring at Naia and trying to carry on the words, worried about how I would loosen up the neighborhood.

“Well, good for you, Andy.”

“Yeah, but”

Mr. Hilda was nibbling as he flipped his white coat and put his hips on the edge of the table.

“Whatever the motive mess, Andy, it’s never a bad story for you, either, to tell you how good your butt is, is it?

…………

“Andy, if it came from you, it wouldn’t be ‘that’s all’ of your flirting with Naia.”

Mr. Hilda says it so that it can be lightly included, but if you ask me, I certainly wasn’t going to end up having sex with Naia with something that just enjoys pleasure. Regardless, Naia is certain to have the goal of accepting the pleasure of sex as part of the “pleasure of living” …

Then, not only is it not a bad thing to get used to normal sex, but it is also not a bad thing to make you feel like it…

You’re being aggressive about new pleasures because of it, but you won’t be forced to correct Naia’s mistake and pull back. Mr. Hilda is right.

“I’ll check, but you’ve already done the right thing.”

“Mochiron: Talk’s magician is an expert at the main house when it comes to this one.”

Thumbs up a lot, Mr. Hilda. Reliable in vain in the sense that it is not likely to be hemmed by erotic entanglement.

But what’s wrong with Naia, who is sitting as serious as waiting for a ruling in front of her?

I wonder if anal virgin is pathetic in this popular environment for a while. I worry, but Tess, who came sooo close to me first, snuck up on the table and started making space.

Sharon and I, the Naked Collar Knights, laugh with a space about shoulder-width apart in front of me.

“Beginners are hard in an unusual position to do with your butt.”

“Shall we expand the place a little bit?

… I also think it’s too distracting, but I instruct Naia to come around the table with a hand gesture.

After all, Naia herself was prepared, and Brave Anal Virgin seemed to have no choice but to be the main event of this festival.

Put your hands on the table, get yourself on board and on all fours.

Because of her posture, I took the hat and let Aurora hold it because of the danger of falling into the dish, but Naia still seemed to have the hat to be the part where she could be decisive, and I didn’t miss looking anxious for a moment.

In the swinging light of the bonfire, without daring to take off the cape that only covers the shoulders to the waist area, I rub my exposed buttocks as they are, fully at the beginning.

“Uh-huh… and my butt… when they touch me at times like this, I don’t know…”

“Yeah?”

“Feel lust clearly, feel weird…”

“I’ve never been lustless when I was rubbing, licking, and mocking Naia’s body.”

“Well, that’s not what I meant…… I feel, should I say……”

Don’t, don’t, and the rhythm of the drums still sound, and the folk songs of words that can’t be anywhere sound in the background.

Celesta is a relatively young nation, with all sorts of races stopping by, so it is also natural that each colony has its own language and strong dialect that originates from a distant exotic country, and we do not know what it conveys if it also becomes a colony in a truly isolated labyrinth. If I were a scholar, I might make my eyes shine, rubbing and unwrapping there of the brave man who exposed only his butt from his cape, finally putting his hand in the butthole.

“Huh…”

“Are you all right?

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“Hey, it’s a place I’m unfamiliar with… I had Dr. Hilda do some magic, and I think I’m fine… eh”

“Then don’t hesitate… let me twitch the brave man’s coco as my second genitals”

“Blink…… hiaaa!?

It’s magic, so making it pretty rambling won’t scratch it, just will leave you with pleasure…… at least that’s what Mr. Hilda is talking about.

I’m sweet about that word and stick my index finger deep into Naia’s butthole.

Naia raises her clogged voice like a snuggle and glances at her back.

It’s hot in that mucous membrane. The slightly stuffy butthole easily snapped his fingers in.

Naia’s sphincter is still not too stiff and tight, keeping it moderately relaxed. This also seems to be another “craftsmanship” by Mr. Hilda. It’s too tight because I’m not used to it. Of course it’s flavorful, but you think it’s a must for the direction I want to smooth it out?

I also do my fingers on the vaginal hole where I start seeping love liquid every time I mess with my butthole, attacking the two holes on a whim to elevate Naia.

The cats, the female slaves, are all in the lookout…… Naia the brave man who makes that unclean hole his own main dish.

Again, what an impossible situation.

Though I do, I love my butthole so that I can apply love liquid, and finally I get up with my fingers off.

“Su, Smythson, …”

“You want to stop?

“Chi, no… so, but just now… something’s wrong…”

“Weird?”

“Oh, on my butt… I can’t believe I feel so much in my butt… I don’t know what would happen if I got my penis in…”

“… eh”

I enjoyed that I was going to laugh by accident. I know. Mr. Hilda can’t pull it out.

I’m sure both the pleasure itself and the amplification technique eliminated the disorder, by the way.

But I can’t believe that that tough brave Naia let me ravage her butthole in the middle of the festival and even mouth the joy.

I love the strange mistakes and straightness of Naia to make.

“You’ll see soon enough.”

I shove my dick up Naia’s ass. You could have predicted what was going to happen with the feel, Naia trembles, but tries to help me move as I try to get my hips up and angle and push them into my butthole.

I was watching it with Tess’s lukewarm face.

“You put it that way… ♪ I get my butt, too… ♪”

With Tess squirming sideways twisting her moulds and nudity, I slip through my cuckoo sphincter without a penis.

“Ha, ha, ha… Oh, ha…”

There is no bitterness in Naia’s voice, and it quickly changes from discomfort to pleasure. It’s fun to know that the sweetness increases as you go deeper.

“It’s important to see if I can make my senses comfortable… I’ve converted them into a take-away part to make it easier to roll into pleasure, but it looks like it’s working.”

“What kind of technique is that? Tell me.”

“Easy technique, it’s not so different as magic and technique that drives taste crazy and makes sour things sweet. But you might not be able to use it.

“I will continue to increase the number of my people. Sooner or later, Al and Naris will be double-hole slaves!

“Yikes, I won’t borrow your hand!

“No, he said the scratch wasn’t there! Because the hole in front of me wasn’t going to be a slave in the first place either!?

With the outfield fussing by, I enjoyed Naia’s trout butthole in full, and Naia kept enjoying her mugginess as she felt her vagina completely unbeatable pleasure in her butthole thanks to Mr. Hilda’s pleasure support.

“Ha, Ah, Ugh… Lame, Konra… Konra…”

Naia speaks sweetly as she was floated. Enjoying the sweet tightness of its butthole, it reminds me of the booze Fufu Naia drank all at once.

The magic Mr. Hilda used is a set to make you feel even better.

I even put booze in there, so Naia may be synergizing without knowing it.

Feeling good and not losing any money, whining in my heart, I make a nasty noise, while fully using up Naia’s only round ass hiding her upper body with a dripping cloak, ejaculating.

“Whoa, whoa…!!

“Ahhhhhhh…”

Naia screams as a trance, weakened and rammed to the table.

“… Huh… Huh… Huh…”

And he keeps my penis in his ass, and after a while, he starts to go straight to sleep.

“Oh, hey…”

I can’t believe we’re going around this far. I’m in a bit of a hurry, and Mr. Hilda comes up to me and hugs Naia.

“I wonder if I’ve even weakened my resistance to the fuzzy feeling of alcohol. It can’t be.”

“Are you okay?”

“Hehe, don’t worry, I’ll check it out. It’s time to decide who you’re going to offend next.”

That’s what Mr. Hilda says and shows his back with his chin. Starting with Luna, Linayuna, and Nellie, my daughters, who were in the heat of sex, were waiting for their voices with their nodded faces.

It’s still a long desert night.

(cont ‘d)