Chapter 604

Chapter 604: Zamen Wall Girl

“Hey, more like this… I don’t care if it’s in the storage room over there, so I don’t know if I can be indoors”

“Why indoors?

“Why… Well, I’d basically like to do masturbation where people can’t see me”

“It’s okay, Lord. Thanks to the phantom, I am the only one who can see it, and I also see where the Lord interacts with many women.”

“Masturbation is a bit of a different standard!?

I mean, I can’t even get a little superiority when someone else sees me or embarrasses me like I’m canning a beautiful girl… but isn’t it just miserable to be seen desperately mourning my own penis?

“Those two people I’ve left at the polka didn’t seem to care particularly where anyone saw them…”

“Don’t refer to them because they’re basically special creatures thrust through”

Well, besides Rants and Gort, Mr. Deane, it wasn’t like there was anyone else sneaking around looking, but that’s not what a guy who honestly lives up to his wanting to masturbate like those guys. I may be there, but I don’t want to see you.

If I got bolder than that, maybe I’d be a disease in the mind of a system that can’t recognize others.

Anyway.

“Masturbation is something one wants to do quietly and richly.”

“Ha ha…”

“Hopefully… right, for example. In front of the mirror, suppose you were practicing greeting someone. If someone suddenly comes in there and says, ‘You don’t have to worry about what you’re looking at, keep going’… what do you do?

“… may indeed be a little distracting”

It was a somewhat subtle analogy to tell the dragon or not, but Emma agreed with me with a slight glance.

After all, do you have any experience of doing something similar around Ray?

“Is masturbation close to that?”

“The act of inflating an image based on a picture is difficult in the presence of others in front of you. I’m excited about the situation that’s convenient for me, the luster of a dreamy woman… that’s what I think.”

“I see… I mean, it’s better not to see me as I am,”

“… remains, well, it will”

“I’ll take care of it”

Emma used magic again when she nodded forcefully, and now she can’t see from me either.

“I’m not actually gone. But even though this land is unlimited close to safety, I am sorry in case you take your eyes off the Lord and feel injured, etc. Please, keep me out of consciousness.”

“… ugh, yeah. If this is…”

The situation is fundamentally “I have to masturbate outdoors in the moonlight” and it has not been conveyed.

But it’s actually magically hidden, so when it comes to mood problems, it’s just that.

It doesn’t make it that much safer to hide somewhere indoors, and even if I complain further about Emma, I feel like talking about “Then I’ll mess with the phantom even more so that it looks indoors”.

I don’t have an audience… I’ve been taken care of so I can assume I’m not there, so I don’t have to say any more luxury.

You may need to walk away from me, too.

That’s what I think, I take one deep breath and swallow my complaints and decide to choose the first occassion out of the porn scroll I have at hand.

Yes. Anyway, it’s more important to pull it out than to create a complete environment.

Just take the time, and the limit that Lyla and Maia find suspicious will be closer. They should be leaving Emma on me without undue escort.

Spending time telling Emma about luxury just calls for the liras to act and add an extra audience.

Instead, pull it out without wasting five or even a minute. Isn’t that the constructive use of time?

Yeah. It’s not like I don’t even want to have sex with Lyla and the female slaves. I just want to purely enjoy the process of unplugging with the first superior porn scroll I see.

So the first occassion is “A Hundred Shots Story” 3 volumes.

Excluding the guy I already had and had a nui (“Elf Sweet Night 9” and “Orchard of the Night” had), this was what could be called stability.

Anyway, there’s a lot of nudity going into a single picture, and that hasn’t made one woman body at a time gray. There are many nudity, like the background, of a single appearance, but the characters involved in the story and appearing over many sheets are also well delineated, and if you conceal the top from your neck, if you look at it with guts, you can delicately read which character nudity it is.

In the rare absence of pictures of the same structure, such an obsessive-like drawing that does not rely on clothes, characteristic hair colour hairstyles, malformed body shapes, etc., is said to challenge the limitations of printing techniques as well.

Its attention as a painter cannot be overstated, and as harlem life entertainment, the story flows without disgust.

When it comes to talking about it, the contents of tasting the harem finished in one or two volumes all over again in three volumes, not other HR even for me, and the brilliance is fully depicted that is different from the situation I was placed in, and it is somehow gorgeous to say “porn painted court dinner party”.

This also comes with a premier.

Touch is a little different from the late painter, and I can’t draw so delicately in the late period, there are a few characters who rely on the symbol to agree or disagree……

And so on, spreading the scroll a little bit softly folds, rubbing the penis while opening the next erotic painting.

Masturbate with your heart as you read. Honestly, I don’t think it looks very cool as Emma watching from the side.

But in this moment of rubbing your penis like applause against the libido-filled porn paintings that come to your soul, this is another satisfying time.

The painter’s soul, now nuke it! honestly responds with the lower body to the heat that A serious battle between a drawer and a reader, or an enthusiastic cheek dance.

The more beautiful porn painting it is, the more enthusiastic it is with instinct and drunk with the lower body.

I think this is the best contact with quality porn scrolls and courtesy.

And this porn scroll was a delicacy worth it.

In no time I try to extremes the top of my pleasure while rubbing my penis on my knees… and then, if I ejaculate with the porn scroll spreading long in front of me, I realize the horrible fact that my too much enhanced ejaculation can’t help but contaminate the scroll.

“Shit……!!

I can’t stop it.

I can’t stop. Fine paranoia creates fine pleasure, which creates disconnect between the perception that “you have to stop your hand and suddenly stop pleasure”.

I can’t control it even though it’s my own hand. As instinct asks, I move my hands with rushing pleasure, ruining this wonderful porn scroll, semen with a sense of despair…… release!

“Ahhh… but ahhh…!!

Clouds to be injected.

Dancing in the sky, that’s how long it takes to splash and fall on a scroll.

…………… is that it?

“Ahhh… ahhh…”

Repeated prostate pulse with groans in the back of my throat, my samen releasing into the night air.

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But they keep dancing through the universe…… they all stop in the air, including until they lose momentum and pound dripping at the end.

Or hit something you can’t see and stay…

“Uh…?

“… uhhh”

“Could it be Emma!?

After a while, the phantom unravels, and Emma’s figure emerges, stretching her body to keep the scroll from getting dirty.

From the chest to the face, and both hands, knees…… the juice was dobbled all over, and there was some semen around the nose that formed chotin.

“Oh, thanks…… but why this”

“Ya, it must be an important thing… seeing the Lord panicked before ejaculating, I think this… ugh”

They flew in and intercepted me. What a good boy.

“Are you okay…?

“Yes… don’t worry, I’ll change…”

“But, you know… I’ve been getting so much semen.”

If you hold it down with your hands a little at the moment you serve it, it would be normal ejaculation that reduces the degree of damage.

but mine is totally in the wrong class as pissing. Maybe a level where you can write your name on the snow surface with semen.

I hadn’t done any porn scroll masturbation since it had been fortified so far, so I didn’t think that masturbation while chasing the scroll on my knees was in a state where I couldn’t protect the scroll.

“Ahhh…… this, then it might be tough to masturbate while keeping the scroll clean……”

I’m a little disappointed. You won’t be able to masturbate at will without measures such as having a high writing table or taking it in a skin bag to avoid splashing semen.

This… yeah. I think I’ll keep it. I’ve only been able to read half of the three volumes of The Hundred Shots Story yet, and there are eight more that I haven’t seen……

It’s boring to read inside for the first time in an impossible state of masturbation. I’m not impressed. I can’t seriously compete.

Seeing me disappointed that way, Emma looks burned by her sense of purpose, wiping her face with a hand tug.

“Don’t worry! Because I would be fine!

“Oh, no… I’m not, I’m having a hard time enjoying these…”

“I will take it by the present guidelines, so please don’t hesitate to enjoy it after this”

“What, Emma?

“I will continue to hide properly in the phantom…… it is the dragon’s duty to fulfill the Lord’s wishes!

“… uh, the… uh, yeah, if you could please”

When it comes to me, my immediate desire to properly enjoy the continuation of the porn scroll has won.

A hell of a masturbation night began when silver dragons were used to avoid the semen of porn scroll masturbation.

Along the way Emma took off her clothes and continued to bathe in semen naked, but of course I didn’t see that so I purely enjoyed porn scrolls and safely completed all porn scrolls.

And.

“I’m not going to imitate such an idiot, but if I tease you, I can do some magic. It doesn’t make the scroll look like a water-bombing material, it doesn’t clean the dirt and wrinkles already on it, it doesn’t make it.”

Irina says with a frightened face when she asks how it went.

Emma, who had been exposed to my mass ejaculation almost 20 times in total, ended up with the front of her body almost drooling already. It’s too much because I still kept trying so hard in silence.

“But you’re a little stupid, aren’t you, Emma?”

“Become… Bu, is that an insult, Blue Dragon!

“You can use as much magic as Irina says you can.”

“… that’s… but it’s also something I feel like I’m unfaithful as a servant to imitate extraneously because I don’t want to bathe in the Lord’s sperm in the first place…”

Mogomogo, sigh on Emma, too, Irina.

“You’re an idiot.”

“Until you!

Yeah. I can’t deny the side I kept going because I’m cute, thinking I’m a little stupid, too.

(cont ‘d)