Chapter 654

Chapter 654: Summer Spirit Festival 11

Miss Isabelle skilfully drew on our (or the female slaves and Mr. Gloria) requests in a few minutes of conversation, and let’s lecture everyone on the foundations of the whores in this hall first, so that we can all dress like that.

It doesn’t make any sense to look at a situation where all the women (and half of them are samurai) in a particular irrelevant profession want to “imitate a whore,” but that’s Miss Cosmos’ right arm there, they’ll guess.

“These cots are stronger than Igor when he was younger. I can tell by the way I saw it. Especially the two half-elphs.”

“Igor?”

“It’s the Trident’s cover-up. About 40 years ago, it was the strongest talc. I’m Funya now.”

It’s amazing to see the strength of Angelos and Naia just by looking at them.

Those two are wearing the sketchy rolled cloth that was lent to them while Miss Cosmos helped them. Girlish slender Angelos and Naia with huge tits not commensurate with a low-height child face are each real with different fun even in the same porn costume.

“I mean, you guys are jealous because you have beautiful skin for bullshit. Even in our store, my skin is a commercial seed, so I’ll take care of it before I put it in the store, but few beautiful kids are this far, no matter how many elves…. Except for Mr. Gloria”

“It’s not funny…”

Gloria wrapped a clear cloth around her body in the noisiest of noises, but when she saw it in the woman’s eyes, her skin was still inferior. I don’t really care, but I guess it’s especially noticeable when it’s women to women.

Speaking of which, a woman is amazing to find branch hair or something. I wonder how you can pay more attention to a single hair.

“Well. So here’s the stallion.”

“Huh?”

“It’s probably not very interesting to blur out courses for women. When you learn something new to that, it’s the humanities that you want to surprise if possible. Their accomplishments should be followed and experienced by themselves…. It’s midday, so we have a free girl right now. I hope you’re playing with proper dictation. Yes, Isabel Coin”

……

I was given a piece of oval coin that glowed purple.

“What is this?”

“This is a testament to a service order by Isabel. One shot in one of these is free for any play. The truth is, it’s only a coin that you give away for quite some time.”

“… duh, any play?

“You shouldn’t stick around all of a sudden…. Usually, girls charge for their services at their discretion. Each one is different in possible and likeable plays, so if you’re curious about that, ‘I’ll do it this far if I give you how much,’ he presents the play. Isabel coins, by contrast, become wild cards. It’s only up to the seed horse’s oral skills to do what he does. If you speak poorly, you’ll wind up with a handjob or a fella. It’s only one shot.”

“I see…”

In a way, does it feel like a game?

How good can you do with one of these? Depending on it, you might have a great experience, and if you suck, I’ll make you a wannabe occasse, like, so you might consume it.

“If you don’t need a shot, you can use Isabel Coin for just one order at the food store outside, at the clothes store, at the liquor store. Well… I don’t think Mr. Seed Horse and a famous person would do that unwillingly.”

“… too, of course”

See how you are, Miss Isabelle, who looks a little mean. Stand with that challenge.

But to be honest, I don’t really like that kind of “let’s dictate a woman you don’t know and make her care” mission.

Needless to say, I’m not the kind of guy who talks gooey.

You can give them momentum if they’re on board because of special circumstances, mistakes, etc., and then the relationship comes, but they’re passive and they say, “How are you going to appeal to me? If you’re waiting, you don’t have an attacker.

Still…… what can you do with this purple coin.

“Well… I’ll be there”

“You’re going. Oh, maybe we’ll all peek at the play from behind.”

Speaking of which, that’s what it was all about. I was hoping it would be a tour to show other customers where they were playing.

… as, well, that’s it. If it works, it worked. It’s a round of money, and even if it’s plundered with soggy service, the female slaves might reassure me that I’m a lousy woman playing.

Either way, there’s nothing wrong with me. Hit it and smash it.

Grasping the coin, I walk forcefully towards Miss Isabel’s point.

The Cosmos headquarters is large.

Not so much the aristocratic mansion…… but two or three houses there boast as much space as we put together.

“I wonder how far I can get in…”

I feel some signs of people, but when I get a little closer, I’m talking to a guy, or I’m asleep with a couch as much as I want.

I wonder if I could flirt with your sleeping daughter, or whatever, but I don’t have the courage to do that to a woman I don’t know at all, and I just worship and disperse sleeping almost naked like Miss Isabel.

But honestly, that’s pretty much all I feel.

Wicked incense and wicked light, beautiful women waiting to be bought by men naked alike.

Just look at it on a porn scroll. It was actually a fantasy world, in a dim and lewd business. I walk around as I please.

Actual pornography means you can ask as many minded female slaves as you want.

But the experience of “being in a whorehouse” is not available on the inside play.

If I were a virgin, I wouldn’t have been able to afford to feel this far.

Anyway, let me throw away my virginity because of anyone, and I got bloody eyed, and I could have been attacked by a sleeping whore after a tour, and I could have sat down on a whore passing around and begged him to “please eat your virginity”.

That’s all the purple coins Miss Isabelle gets.

“Though… it’s just nasty to go back somehow…”

It just doesn’t suit you to find someone and not have them deal with you.

I have to try first, trying to get done with Onapet play to just end with a handjob.

I’m not ashamed to be fooled or lost, but I’m ashamed to do nothing. That’s what happens to men. That’s it now.

“He said there are free girls… but who feels like ‘free’…?

Although there are partition walls in the building, it is a white dripping cloth that separates the room, and I don’t know if it is a good thing to turn it unwrought first. And as I turned and was there, I don’t even know if that’s a good person to negotiate with.

He says he drinks and talks perfectly in a fancy whorehouse, and plays in a way that starts naturally if he cares about it. Wouldn’t a colorful rounding assault be a good idea, what a thought, and I don’t know how to speak up.

As I walk away from the hookers across the curtain like that and hesitate to peek… I have no idea where I am.

I think maybe upstairs because I went up the slope on the way.

Looks like there’s no stairs here, right? It’s dim lighting, and is it to avoid falling off drunk?

I feel that the walls are well erected and taken into account to prevent people from falling even in the high and low differences that would be possible next to the slopes.

So, have you seen about twenty whores per se? I’m more or less a dark elf woman, and when I look at this one, it gives me a meaningful smile, but I’m not sure if that means OK, or if I’m being mocked alive and warm pretending to be something crazy.

But doing this doesn’t start. I also have trouble getting the sun down because the ladies are preparing dinner for me.

I just decided to talk to him… and he slapped me on the shoulder with a pong from behind.

“Eh.”

“Hey, maybe I’ve never been to a place like this before? You don’t know what to do, and you’re lost?

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“… ha”

It was a woman a little taller than me who had slapped me on the shoulder.

Whether you’re a naked clairvoyant or not, you’re a long-haired, orgy woman with a nostalgic smile. There are two corners, the tip of which is sharpened like a shorter pentagon.

I get a little barometric with the power of tits that are unique to my big physique, but I guess I’m pretty young from the look on my face.

“Then I’ll deal with him. It’s okay, I’m still low, so it’s worth it.”

“Ra, rank?

“A rank for popular kids and eh good kids. The base price is expensive. Of course, some kids get better service for the same price when they get intimate. C-rank because I just got in the other day. The bottom is from D, but Auga Manko is special, so let it go. But even in the middle production what a 40. Recommended for first time customers”

“… oh”

Ya, cheap. 40 is fine with gold coins, right?

I heard that the market is cheap because of the booming sex sex, but 40 gold coins is about the cost of a lodging.

Right, well, there’s Isabel Coin, so that’s not the problem.

And another whore appears from behind the curtain nearby to complain about the open invitation of that august lady.

“Hey, isn’t that how you suddenly invite me? They’re telling you to stop selling too hard, aren’t they?

“You were just kind because your first person is lost. Anyway, I don’t know how to turn to customers I’m unfamiliar with.”

“Absolutely no customer service without delicacy, eh?

That’s what the dark elf whore says and sighs lightly. And keep smiling at me.

“But don’t hesitate to ask anyone if there’s something you don’t know because it’s the first time. We’ve been looking around for a while now because we all thought it was strict. For example, I don’t have a daughter who doesn’t tell me where she is.”

“Oh, oh… you know, I looked like I was looking…”

I just didn’t know how to say it and get involved.

“So what do you want? If not, then play with me. I have plenty of free time during the day.”

“Oh, uh… I don’t know what to do with that”

“How about an orga? Experience it, and it’ll change, right?

“Shh, I’m not that focused on the species…”

When I say mothballs, the prostitutes who were nearby gather one after another.

“What, you’re new to this whorehouse?

“You don’t have the play you’re looking for or anything? Then mix me up.”

“Nobody’s going to be here for a while at this minute, and you want to? Do you want to work hard?”

“Oh, wow.”

Somehow different people have come. All naked and flat whores. Not just dark elves, but humans, and some fox beast girls.

“Um, I only have one of these.”

It was going to be kind of a weird knoll, so I’ll be honest with you, I’ll freak out Isabel Coin.

All the whores who saw it as a sin for a moment.

“Ooh… I see, that’s what”

“Heh… Sister Isabelle, are you going to -“

“Huh. Then we have to work hard…”

The whores were rather motivated by something.

Um, this one means I only have one shot for the bill…

“That means reminding you how good we are with that one shot, right?

“Pfft. My arms don’t ring…… no in this case my uterus rings?

“Keep it to the point where your vagina beeps because you’re scared…”

Oh, that’s what we’re gonna talk about?

I mean, do you talk about dictation?

(cont ‘d)