Chapter 480

Chapter 480: Southern Island 7

I slept in a half-moon fort quarters that night.

Originally, a flavor of rabbiness was used to wake up, and while it was slightly unclean, there was a sleeping area, so it was cleaned and used.

As far as patient quarters and Rabines dungeons are concerned, I’m under surveillance by Maia (who doesn’t have to sleep), and I go to bed next to Mr. Hilda, as declared.

Mr. Hilda didn’t even take off his clothes on his back when he said or acted provocatively, he just fit in my armpillow and fell asleep a little rounded.

… Sleeping still only makes her look younger than me, and she’s a weak woman, and I fall asleep quietly, laughing myself at the emotions I’m having.

The next day.

Wake up feeling the signs of intense morning sunshine from beyond the curtains coarsely woven with the unique grass leaves of the South Ocean.

Mr. Hilda was still asleep…. I suspected a little bit that I didn’t pretend to sleep, but I still sleep as I did yesterday.

“… trouble”

The injured, and the place is my eye, and I don’t sneak to wake you up, but I can’t move until I wake you up. My arm remained her pillow.

Nothing. I have to wake up early for some reason…

What shall I do? Shall I make a fool of myself? In a sexual sense.

No, no, so if I wake up and hurt, maybe not if I’m saying porn or something.

It’s not good to stay on track until when you get hurt because you’re the only one who’s always talking about porn.

But I woke up halfway. What should I do?

Is there only Mr. Hilda’s sleep observation time?

… or you’re a real beauty, this guy.

Everyone in the elf system is in order, but it’s called Mr. Knoll and a good Mr. Deane, and I feel that Mr. Deane and I have a lot of beauty that drives men crazy in particular.

Long eyelashes. Moderately high nose. The delicate curves on the cheeks attract people without expression, but when this face laughs, it’s moonlight but like flowers open.

Ash blondes flowing through the cheeks with salad are also like silver threads. I would care about care originally, but it also feels like I’m getting even more radiant thanks to my polka life. Spirit Springs water cleanses rough hair at some point, too.

My lips are softly open, but I can’t take my eyes off somewhere seductive without pulling the red.

I never get tired of watching a beauty sleep like that. It breaks my heart to look at it blurry, and it’s comfortable to see new discoveries in parts.

… How long have you been doing this?

“Andy.”

“Hmm?”

An Angelos voice came from my back side.

“Breakfast, what do we do? Naia said there were cold fruits.”

“Oh, yeah… will you get it? Mr. Hilda, I want to keep you asleep.”

“Roger…. and it’s hot. I want to swim again.”

“The Pirates will be back around today, so if you don’t want to make a soapy sale, tell everyone to watch out for the horizon.”

“Haha, roger that.”

Angelos stands up and there are signs of leaving.

I finally realized the heat when they told me…. I’m stuck with people and I’m sleeping, so it seems like I could care less sooner, but did you enjoy watching Mr. Hilda sleep enough to even forget that?

Hey, from now on, it could be a habit. Most of all, there aren’t that many kids who sleep longer than me in the same bed as me.

Angelos came back a while later.

“… it’s definitely so cold”

“I guess.”

“I needed a lot of help when I hung up… is that okay?

“Because it’s what we’re doing to save. Maybe we should get it out of the ice room before we eat it and put it down for a while.”

Angelos brought me the apple or orange cut one on a wood plate.

I was leaning over Mr. Hilda, leaning back with only my arm pillow, raising only my neck and checking Angelos’ hand.

And.

“Let me eat.”

“… take it yourself”

Because of the heat, Angelos looks a little weird with her lower body still in her pants and her top dressed as a hemp sleeveless shirt with no tied hair either.

I got a little bit of a prank.

“Orders”

“… you know”

“If Angelos won’t feed me, I’ll have Aurora or Luna do it”

“Ha… because I’m not a child. Anyway, I don’t know about that kind of sweet play, do I?

“Would porn be good…”

“That’s… because, look, I’m a female slave”

“I’m not sure what Ant and Nashi standards are…”

That said, Angelos sits back in bed and carries fruit to my mouth in a retrospective position. I know he’s sweet on me even though he complains.

“Ahem.”

“… I hope it’s just the two of us. Don’t be so obviously sweet when someone else is watching you, okay? Even if he’s a dragon rider.”

“Ngu. He said he knew. It’s sweet because it’s Angelos.”

“… Oh, my God”

“Hehe, I know you want to be pretty spoiled by anzeroth. It’s a waste of sweetness for Peter.”

“Well, that’s because Peter is a baby…… I mean, that’s why it’s sweet!?

“Is that bad? Peter’s been spoiled by everyone for so long, and I want Angelos to take care of me more.”

“Wow. Worst of all, which one of you is my dad…”

That said, Angelos keeps offering me frozen fruit while he laughs like a couscous.

We know each other. Words say that, but I’m sure Angelos hasn’t bothered me, and he doesn’t really think I want to push Peter away.

… maybe.

With the backlight of the light from the outside, Angelos also looks sparkling again.

I realize that long, long beautiful hair, small but sluggish limbs are accentuated by the strength of contrast, and that she is also a waste of my beautiful daughter again.

Beautiful by touching, the art of light and the girl’s body.

“I’m a happy man.”

“Hey, what, suddenly”

“I kind of thought. Angelos, Mr. Hilda, and Maia, Almeida, Lyla, Selene, Apple, Jeanne… you say you’re happy that you like so many beautiful things”

“… you liked me, not, I like you, what?

“Most guys in the world would be pissed off if they liked two or more women, no matter how pretty they are?

“Haha, right…. I’m happy that I like you, too.”

When Angelos says so, he puts fruit shards on his mouth and feeds me with a mouth shift.

Then comes the tongue as well.

… as it is, sucking on my tongue and lips with my cum for a while.

Slightly.

“… you know, Andy…. can I lick you down there too?

“Can I lick it? What…”

“I want to lick it…. Andy, you’re actually murky”

“Well, Mr. Hilda, I’m sleeping holding you, and your tongue is horny, and it’s morning.”

“If we had sex normally, it would have interfered with Mr. Hilda’s sleep. Let me have a drink…. I also love being beau-view ejaculated in my womb, but I also like being betted on Andy’s semen with his mouth, face,”

“You’re a pervert, Angelos.”

“Because you’re a perverted Andy female slave…”

Angelos smiles happily by the time he is innocent, trying to take his shirt off. Though it’s just my mouth, I wouldn’t have gone over there to take it off if I thought about how much my current ejaculation would put out.

but that’s where the neglected Tetes appear.

I’ve already taken it off.

“All of a sudden, I object to the flow of the story. Why wasn’t I on the sweet list earlier?”

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“Hih!?

“And, Tetes!?

“I know you’re going to be spoiled by Aurora and Luna, but I’m an ant for everything from endurance anal sex to baby play, too, if it’s for your husband, right?

Mm-hmm. And Tess takes my pants down, looking grumpy.

Anzelos rushes to get his hands on it too.

“Well, it’s nothing like having me lick you to object there. Don’t flaunt me.”

“Even I can always lick your husband’s penis. Angelos, I’d like to appeal to more than ten chiefs, mouths, butts, anything, even ants female slaves.”

“Apart from taking it. I gave Andy permission to lick it!

“Your husband just said, ‘You’re a pervert’ – I didn’t tell you to lick it with your nomination.”

“Don’t fight. Mr. Hilda, you’re gonna wake up. Lick it in order.”

“Uh.”

“Me first, right?

“Yes, from Angelos. Next teeth. And then there. I’m doing what I want. Almeida and Aurora are cointos.”

As I said across the entrance and exit, I saw a slightly visible shadow move from both sides of the entrance and exit to the outside.

… You guys are such easy findouts because you’re masters of martial arts, too.

“… you, Andy. I want to knock my teacher out. “

“Wow.”

I get whispered and freaked out in my ear. Mr. Hilda kept his eyes open tightly for those who were not wrapped in bandages.

“Oh, if you’re awake, tell me…”

“Mm-hmm. ‘Cause when I wake up, Anze’s naturally putting me up to it, okay? And don’t just flirt with it. Sometimes it’s nice to have a mouth (oral) competition.”

“In Mr. Hilda’s case, I feel like it would be tough if I wore a simmer on the bandage…”

“You just have to rewind it. I mean, you should drink all the salmon.”

“Give me that amount!?

It’s a little piss-like momentum firing. I’m surprised that I can drink it, but I think Mr. Hilda might be able to drink it. Because it’s Mr. Hilda.

“Because of this, why don’t you do it in a bright spot -? If you’re not a pussy shabby, you can drop the salmon if you swim.”

“Oh, that’s good. Let’s do that. Andy, you can go outside, right? Nobody gets mad at me.”

“Fine…”

“It’s a tropical location, so you want to have more of that eclectic fun.”

Somehow, despite the eye injury… or maybe he’s acting like he usually does, Mr. Hilda was really Mr. Hilda.

So.

“… Chipu, Ngu… Han, Ngu… Ngu”

“Hey Almeida. The ship is already here. He said he was dropping by the pier.”

“Ugh… or is it okay? We’re female slaves… what’s wrong with shaving my husband’s dick?”

“You are so diagonally prepared!?

“Then I’ll lick your husband’s penis, too, and the pirates will pick you up.”

“Tess, I said get dressed! I won’t allow you to serve in the eyes of the pirates naked!

“Naris, shut up. This is also your husband’s demonstration.”

“Dj, a demonstration?

“Because your husband is not trusted with his bad speech. I’m sure the pirates would be convinced if they saw me, Al, and the ten more Angelos, and all those pretty strong women flocking around and nagging their penises.”

“Well, then I’ll do it again…”

“Angelos, ten men long! He said you must be careful! Because Tess is just making the best excuse for being a pervert!

While only Naris and Naia were dressed, I sat in a wooden chair improvised in the shade of a sandy beach tree and was eagerly shaved in the groin by naked Tetes and Almeida, while Hilda, who was similarly soaked from left to right, offered fruit and liquor and was fanned with leaves by Aurora, and was indeed set to welcome the Galatians in some sort of irrational power-like pose.

Below the deputy captain Alan. The sailors had turned their eyes to the sight, and Galatia had kicked them one after the other as they tried to see the cancer and they had fallen from the pier to the sea.

… Well it may have turned out to be proof left that I was putting it together, but I still felt like there was some other way to do it, while I was punching semen in Almeida’s face and Tetes’s, Angelos’s face.

“Humph… is a waste of time…”

“Hot… Beto to the shoulder and chest, uhh…”

“To me, to me too… haha”

Three knights kneeling with one collar on the beach, obsessed with semen.

“Andy, your semen is so much more. Beautiful.”

Mr. Hilda licks his mouth and smiles as he offers his ice-floating liquor.

Ms. Hilda had shown the rough business of being able to drink without zero ejaculation once, as declared, and had amazed the other female slaves.

… and by the time the ejaculation is over and the lickers’ daughters clean their penises, Galatia will be approaching me with a snack and calling me out of my sight.

“Oh, um… I have to tell you about the future of the island… oh, come round to Fort Round when you’re done”

“Oh, oh, I know… do you still do it, Tess”

“You only show it at the end, don’t you? Good luck with that one more time.”

“You’ve had enough!?

“Oh, uh… it’s nice to have a good time, but, uh… wash your body properly before you come?

He was a galatian who managed to show understanding, or try to put up a void of “I’m not a little girl that works about porn,” but I think it’s more common sense to be a little angry here.

(cont ‘d)