Chapter 663

Chapter 663: Summer Spirit Festival 20

When the bell rings in the middle of the night, the hustle and bustle goes down a little bit until then, leaving the drunkards of the front and rear unconsciousness and the ones who don’t have someone to deal with tonight, and everyone pulls up to their homes and inns.

It seems common around here for those who don’t have an opponent to get together and drink in the same sex to raise the mood for the next Spirit Festival: “Next time I’ll make a lover -“

“I’m sorry, that.”

“That’s fun. Andy, even you did that a while back, didn’t you?

“It wasn’t such an exciting event at the Spirit Festival around Basson…”

It feels like a common holiday. It doesn’t get as sexual as this one. Well, in Basson, where it was originally Cold Village, I don’t even have the cultural foundation to thrive on traditional events.

The common perception that this is what we do on this festival, and the capital and workforce that run large events. Such things are hard to hope for in a new city.

In this sense, Talc can be considered a truly passionate region.

“I know we’re all naturally getting laid, and I’d rather have a nagging all-night drink than… maybe just go to sleep”

“Etch isn’t the only subject, either. Of course there are lovers like that, but even a peaceful way to make sure of family ties is never out of the way, and of course friendship. An evening of great gratitude to the Spirit and keeping an eye on the Spirit. Of course, I expect the Spirit to see the eclectic become a ‘good result’… although it’s a good idea, tonight is a day to deepen all sorts of bonds. “

“Good results…”

“Generally speaking, babies are what the Spirit wants.”

“… when I hear that, it’s a fun evening, but it gets a little heavy.”

“Oh, Andy, I wonder if you were pregnant and handsome.”

“Of course it’s fine for a female slave to get pregnant…. That kind of anticipation eclectic makes me unconscious that I intend to be overwhelmed with fun and pleasure.”

“Nothing, Andy. You just have to keep being a whacko. Even women can only increase their expectations to an indescribable extent, unless you know what to do.”

That said, after all, having kids and wanting kids is not a good proposition to flush lightly.

I know Mr. Hilda is particularly obsessed with having children.

It’s not that I don’t like it. It just feels like I can’t feel like playing or flirting.

“Mostly. You’re amazing just because you feel so light about that number of people. Father has 10 daughters-in-law, but of those, four or so are the only ones who can be satisfied in one night?

“Is that so?

“Andy, I’m not in a strong position like you, and I can’t take the liberty of deciding between my daughter-in-law on a Spirit Festival night…. Ah, there you go”

Mr. Hilda points…. some shadows beyond the extinguished bonfire.

After a while with my eyes, I can tell that’s a few women and Minister Ashton. It almost felt like they were taking me.

“I guess it doesn’t mean I don’t feel like it…… but it sounds like something heavy on your legs”

“Carmilla, Cassandra, Priscilla, Margarita…… young mother-centric this year. It’s a bit of a labor for your father.”

“Heavy labor……”

Labor, it suddenly seems spicy.

“Andy, you enjoy how many girls you have on your own initiative, but usually when there’s a big difference in the number of men and women on the bed, the strength of your opinion is proportionate. Father is one who pushes and loses, isn’t he? Good luck to the woman until she’s more compromised, and we’re going down to welcome her in the morning.”

Surrounded by irresistible women, sex to the limit, as they say.

I certainly don’t envy it subtly when I imagine it. It’s only because we’re free and willing to have sex with each other.

“Well, even when I see you like that, the next day, you’re going sex or deleading to a young kid, so it doesn’t end well.”

“You don’t know if you’re strong or weak…”

Somehow, instead of being a great person with fame, I think I’ve figured out what it means to be treated badly by the kids.

Even if you’re capable, then it’s a little hard to be respected.

… If I see a new elf girl at the polka too, it’s hard not to say I’m not deleading.

“Hi Hilda. And human.”

That’s where Mr. Carlos showed up. Like the last look around the festival?

Mr. Nancy stuck her elbow out next door.

“Here, Carlos.”

Apparently, it’s a scratch that you said “human” or something against me is bad manners. I don’t mind.

Mr. Carlos restarts his elbow with a smile on his face and body.

“Gu…… Ah, Andy you. Are we going to do this?”

“Ah… er”

“I’m sorry to bother you.”

Mr. Nancy laughs bitterly and gestures with her fingers about what’s the only thing.

Maybe it’s a gesture that means something carefree around the talc. I don’t know.

“When my sister-in-law goes up. Andy, I don’t know who you are.”

“Oh…. I’m sorry, I used a signature that only old people know. I’m still unfamiliar with growing arms. It brings out the old fashion”

It’s been six months.

“To the extent that I still wonder about having my own hands and feet every morning, I was unfettered to get used to it. This is really…”

Bitter laughing, Mr. Nancy. Sensing signs that the story is going to be long, Mr. Carlos embarks on himself again.

“And anyway, it’s Spirit Festival night! Cosmos, you guys called it in, too, and you’re gonna do it flashy. Don’t worry, we’ve got a decently large room this time. I’ve got a lot of mats for you, so do whatever you want. But don’t give a shit about my sister other than Knoll and Hilda, okay?

“Eh.”

“What? What? Of course I’m not counting because Deane’s not here.”

“No… the”

At last, Mr. Hilda will take my place.

“I think Mira and the others might mix.”

“Why not!?

“The Miras are also convenient in Miras. Andy, you look just fine.”

“Stop dedicating your sister more and more to this rotten human being in such a proper way, Hilda!?

‘Cause I didn’t do it.

“It’s a lie! I mean, Hilda, please, don’t just get pregnant by accident.”

“Respect their intentions while doing good.” I mean, let’s worry about ourselves, brother.

“Huh.”

“My sister-in-law is stubborn with herself.”

Mr. Carlos looking back at Mr. Ha and Nancy.

Mr. Nancy wore an arm and did stare at Mr. Carlos with one eye for a slightly obstinate feeling.

I don’t think he seems to be stubborn to the extent that he was left alone in the course of the conversation.

“Hilda’s right. I want you to focus on your good words with me tonight or so.”

“Nancy.”

“I don’t mind my brothers, but I’m an adult now. You don’t have to say as much, it’s nasty.”

“It’s…”

“Let’s not repeat ourselves. Me and you are gonna be busy, and he’s gonna be busier, right?

“… ugh”

“You want kids, Carlos?

“Ho, I want… but”

“Tonight is the night the Spirit watches over me, but it’s not like I’m innocent until dawn.”

How serious is Nancy and how considerate she is of us?

In the end, Mr. Carlos breaks.

“… well, there are those whores too. No matter how much of a queer human being you are, it won’t be something you can afford to be!

“I thought you said no humans.”

“Guuuuuu”

My elbow goes in again, Mr. Nancy dragging Mr. Carlos, who remains stuffy.

“Well, shall we get started, Andy?”

“I wonder how many will end up…”

Mr. and Mrs. Hilda, proceed along the long corridor to the large room provided.

And.

“I’ve been waiting for you”

I’ll open it.

The maid chief and the other maid lay their hands on the big room door.

On a bare apron.

“I was waiting for you in that good mood…?

“Rest assured. This building is inherently off-limits to men, so it doesn’t exactly look like this.”

“Don’t worry… same-sex looks weird.”

“There will also be a women’s strip poker event in the separate room tonight, so not so much.”

“Seriously.”

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“Here, Andy, if you’re the number of naked girls, there’s more of you in here.”

Mr. Hilda grabbed me by the roots and turned me to the door again.

Inside the door that the two maids pulled open, there was a female body paradise that was not in sight, such as poker.

Angelos, Irina, Aurora, Fennel, Naia, and Mr. Gloria. The six white elves occasionally.

In the line symmetrical position of the room, Miss Mira, Miss Seema, Miss Luchino and Miss Kosmos and Miss Isabel also stand provocatively, as opposed.

… Yeah, it’s that way, Mr. Knoll.

Furthermore, Luna is tangled up by Miss Felicia of the White Fox, and Beatrice is also spoken to by Miss Marche…. says Marche, speaks Valerie.

And Miss Domina of Auga was still stirring up the liquor she brought in with Lyla, Maia and Emma. Auga shouldn’t be a pedigree alcoholic unlike Dwarves or anything, but I guess it’s still just nature to be able to drink that.

Everyone is wearing a cloth of clear cloth for the whores. The fun of being almost naked but still having room to take it off has been somewhat apparent to me in the last few days, too.

“Thank you for your nomination for Cosmos Head Office Travel Harlem Service.”

Miss Mira, who cared about the embarrassing clothes she was unfamiliar with, shouted at Miss Cosmos most of all.

“What, that’s what this was about!?

“I don’t care. Mr. Leslie, I think it’s appropriate.”

So, Mr. Isabelle, it’s a flat mix, but Mr. Isabelle’s gonna fuck you, too?

“No, it was exciting during the day. My whores have a lot of strong kids to play with shame, but I guess they were just kids who didn’t have the experience of being grand and hazy with that out of place toco.”

“Oh, yeah?

I find it a little surprising in the words of Mr Cosmos. It was grand.

but Miss Marche and Miss Felicia, who were each involved in female slavery, looked a little hazy in the wake of my astonished gaze.

“It’s always like being naked in a whorehouse. Not quite in front of the public.”

“All Gentlemen who come to the whorehouse with the intention of fucking are only happy with nudity, and they don’t hate or scorn it.”

“Yeah, yeah…. all those normal people offend me with their gaze… it was just a little embarrassing”

“Maybe I can’t do it a little bit if they tell me to take it off by myself”

“Oh, yeah?… alone. Ugh, if you imagine it, it gets a little bit more”

“Marche is really bottomless…”

Well, to sum up, he was embarrassed.

“Maybe with Mr. Isabel?

“Isabelle doesn’t. I’m still going through a lot of this. I used to do naked customer service at an auga banquet.”

“Uh, I miss you. It was a good year, Trident.”

He was just a fierce man.

Even the hookers were, so they were embarrassed enough to remember the other daughters, and each looked at each other and said, “I knew you were embarrassed? Conversations like” Yeah, actually. “

“Ho. Though the gaze of the rolling men was rather pleasant”

“I had no idea”

“… Honestly, you don’t want to do it again”

The three heads of the dragon are the triplets. Yeah. Whatever Lyla or Maia might have done a little bad for Emma.

I was a little concerned, and I also turned my gaze to the maid chief and maid standing in the room long after I closed the door.

“No problem. I wish I had a similar order in the future.”

“Oh, the situation is also a made-up classic, albeit slightly advanced.”

What a high level these people are.

“Let’s settle for World War I.… Yes, gentlemen…”

When Miss Cosmos gives the decree so, the paintings that were lying on the floor, standing on the wall or hidden behind her back are placed simultaneously within reach of each one.

… Oh, no. You were fighting like deciding on the most erotic painting with this.

“… to Mr. Gloria”

“Honestly, he painted it in the daytime with a proper mirror”

“I was outdoors doing a mirror naked self portrait or something!?

I was having sex all over and getting distracted, so I didn’t realize, but what an amazing performance he was performing.

So.

The result of looking around the whole way.

“… Mr. Gloria is the most erotic person to say just the painting”

Yes, it is.

When I looked around as fairly as I could, Mr. Gloria’s paintings were the most erotic.

Whatever the case, posing flourishes in painting (art). There was an appeal that was calculated on both the chest and hips curves and the cut expression, making the skin warmer and softer and more imaginative to the vagina than real nakedness.

'sloppy!”

“I wonder if that would have been won by either the female slave or the whorehouse side.”

“It’s against the rules to portray yourself as the most erotic.”

“No, on the contrary. Isn’t that awesome? Isn’t drawing yourself horny a lot harder?

Naturally, my daughters, who are appealing with pictures, are unconvinced to boo.

Nevertheless, this is a very interesting sight to see the girls appealing with their naked paintings.

“… but they were all nice porn paintings. If possible, I’d like to take it home and pull it out.”

When I sum up like that, the atmosphere changes for everyone.

“… masturbation, do you?

“You can’t do that, Andy…. It’s nice to get excited about the painting, but don’t let Andy’s Zamen go to waste and throw it away. Guys… I want to drink, bathe, get pregnant”

As it signaled something…… they drop the painting and focus their gaze on my swollen groin and start loosening their own too thin clothes.

By the way, Irina couldn’t get her painting done, so she was a little stubborn in the corner.

(cont ‘d)