Chapter 675

Chapter 675: Midsummer Islands 4 [Galatia]

Galatia was allowed to observe from every angle at a sniffled proximity.

Milk torso on wheat hands and feet. Young and adorable nipples are also carefully snuggled.

The groin bush also comes from the front to the back, letting the hips sit out and look closely.

“… isn’t that a little too much to look at!? How much do you want to see me naked!?

“You can watch it all day”

“Ku… Ya, I just…”

“You knew that, right? I put a beech of seed juice in all of them every day.”

“Well thats good…… no matter what yall do, its not a bad hobby to let them stand naked in front of you and look around like such a fish!?

“Is it heavier in you to indulge in nudity than in child making fucking…”

“Oh, you bet!? Anyway, Yal’s is a bright spot. Because it’s normal as a woman…”

Galatia looking around as she asks.

Under the daytime, the beauties are not trying to hide their nipples or their groins, playing on the water or smiling at my perverse act of admiration. (Some, such as Naia and Emma, are showing a little shame)

Not yet, little girl.

“I don’t want a little one like you to tell me about my little girl or anything!?

“I live four times as long as my father.”

“Shh!?

Irina wins with a glossy twist of young nudity.

“Wawa is one of the heads of the Nine Elves in the north, Irina the White. The man’s favorite pregnant slave.”

“No. You haven’t even let her get pregnant yet, have you?

“One of these days, you’re gonna get pregnant. Don’t tell me the details.”

“… That makes me pregnant, but come on”

How about I say my own “use” or something? No, I know you’re excited to say it.

“Hey, I don’t know what it is, but he’s a great guy?

“Yeah. Well… that’s not a kingdom there, but like a kind of queen?

…………

There will be a lot of scratches. What do you mean, you work with such a chick even though you’re so great, or you’re such a great pregnant slave? Or are you going to have this little baby pregnant? And?

The youngest feeling I had before when I came here was Tess or Maia, and I don’t know if they were enough to call me a slightly “colorful woman,” so it was a degree of development that I could manage, but Irina is a body that feels like it’s for a special hobby at a level that won’t be as stylish as it gets.

That’s what Irina says.

“If the man wants to dance, let him dance as close to his face as he can? Whatever, stay put…. On the contrary, it’s not bad that the sun can lick marks all over your body.”

No matter how weird you’re prepared, you’ll be flabbergasted.

“Just come swimming. You’ll rarely get a chance to swim in the ocean.”

“I’m not waiting for my dick. Playing with water is not what I prefer.”

“You athletic, tone-deaf dodgy boy.”

“The life of a straw doesn’t have to swim.”

Irina lets her other daughters “walk” over the wave as she cackles at the feeling of being exposed to the waves.

… You were good at that, you.

It’s Mr. Gloria who impresses me with Irina’s appearance like that.

“Oh, this is so good. Hey can we spread the canvas here!?

“You should stop spreading the picture material where the sea breeze is coming…”

“I’m kidding right now. It’s okay, the damage to the picture material is magically curtailed!

A naked beauty sneaking a picture set out of her carriage.

“Well, what do you mean, you draw frivolity as a model?”

“Absolutely. You don’t have to stop.”

“It’s hard to stop on a wave when you tell me to stop…. whoops.”

Irina is shaken by the waves and continues to walk on the water as she jeopardizes her balance from time to time. Mr. Gloria runs a brush with great momentum as he sees it.

“Hey, what is that? What do you mean?”

“… a painter who specializes in drawing women naked”

“Even though she is a woman!?

Baffled galatia. But Mr. Gloria protested with a brush on Bishi Galatia as he headed for the canvas behind Lyla’s wings.

“Naked women painting is the best entertainment! I know I’m a woman, but I know I’m a man, but it doesn’t matter!

“I thought that was what a man would do with his sketchy guts…”

“I know there’s not even a guy like that, but I hear he doesn’t keep sketching guts when he’s using his nerves to draw. The body of a woman is difficult.”

“… Really?

“Because I’m a woman. Hey. You can’t be sure it’s not a man’s mouth.”

Galatia looks down at me with her face close to her ass. No, even if I shake it. I’m not a painter.

“Dear Andy, when you’re making things, you’re not going to be able to make them.”

Maia says, Mr. Hilda, Aurora and Angelos, who were playing in the water, nod at each other as they sink into the shallow ocean.

“Sure. Andy, you’re the first one to come up with an idea of your desire, but when you start making it, you won’t be able to see it trying to spread it in front of you. “

“Such a hot side is Andy’s charm.”

“No, no, no, I mean, Mr. Hilda, did you do that when Andy was making something…?

“I don’t have any tits, but I’ve tried them out. It was unresponsive.”

Seriously. Did that happen?

… Oh, yeah. I had more to give Galatia than that.

I forgot because Galatia suddenly looked at it and said it out loud.

“Yes, they do. Wait a minute.”

“Huh?”

“… There it is. This”

Remove two cloth wraps wrapped in a Galatian necklace from a luggage bag in the carriage.

One is made of silver, a shaped piece of Galatian muffin.

The other is a nasty necklace I made, a combination of various metals and fine gems.

“Wow…!

“I hope you like it”

“This… is mine… just for me”

Galatia takes a new necklace as she also forgot that she is naked and puts it on her own neck.

And he smiled and stuck his torso out to show it to me.

The necklace, as you can imagine, suits a lion daughter well with flashy, yancha charm.

The sparkling eyes and hair, the slightly obscure colour of the gem and the brilliance of the metal add a powerful touch of colour.

“What do you say?

“Yeah. Sounds good”

I snort.

“It suits your skin well in full nudity”

“Buh…”

Galatia turns cute and red when told, concealing the skin she shows off.

As far as I’m concerned, I still can’t decide what to do with Galatia, so if I’m going to fix the distance with it, I’ll take my clothes off, laughing at Nihihi. Either way, we’re all waiting, and we swam.

Galatia took a distance from my strip landscape as she held herself and glanced…… no.

“Well, that’s… meaning, is it?

“What?”

“… this”

Galatia moving to stroke her skin and picking her necklace.

“… ah, hold me… hale decorations, like”

“No, you were the one who wanted it.”

“Oh, yeah… just go away”

Galatia stared at my body as it grew more and more dewy, letting her eyes wander with bright red.

“… so, but thank you… I didn’t bring it… and I only have a body right now… yeah”

I guess you want an excuse.

I take off my underwear and expose my bobbles and stand up, and Galatia looks like she’s been cornered.

The grip of that young daughter’s interest and fear is kind of funny, and I stuck with a mean grin.

Arm around and shake your penis gently, I can’t help but follow the meat stick that Galatia rocks with her eyes without taking her eyes off it, hah look at my face and see what the intent of the provocation is…… and so on.

No, really. I’m not deciding I want to get my hands on Galatia.

I just can’t help but enjoy being sexually harassed by young kids who are too honest and shaky.

What do you say? Me. This is really old man thinking.

That’s the Kako flow, that’s the direction to hold the Galatia completely, right? It’s too late to let Galatia get away with it now.

That’s not good. I’m not entirely serious about Galatia’s rampage.

But I’m dying to flatter this girl.

What should I do?

… and.

“Duh, you can barge in on me anyway, duh!

Slowly, and Beatrice approached me quickly so as to block it.

He totally took off his clothes. He hugs me from side to side, and he grips my penis with one hand, and looks up dissatisfied.

“This is not something I would sow on a woman who’s not ready or anything like this. Shit. Wow… you can poke me as many times as you want, and you can just let the child get pregnant…”

Beatrice’s weird antagonism, his appetite for exclusivity, is also palatable.

Remember to have sex a while back. You’re mistaken, as if it were natural, to behave as part of some of my obedient, unusual women.

But her emotions are childish everywhere. Her jealousy of newcomers is cuter than her own.

but.

“Yes, Beatrice. That’s it.”

“Yikes… hey, what!?

Angelos, coming up from the sea, pulls Beatrice from me.

“You know, Beatrice. You can’t do that. We are shark hole slaves, and Andy decides who to use and how to use them. In the way is taboo.”

“Well, I’m not interrupting, ’cause he’s, like, totally”

“I’m in the way. I have to wait till they call me. ‘Cause when you’re about to be chosen because of the atmosphere you have with yourself, don’t you all like it when I come in the sidelines saying I am?

“Ugh…”

“If you want to be Andy’s female slave properly, you have to keep the decision. Mr. Deane or Selene won’t allow it.”

Beatrice pulls back even as it swells.

But that’s an amazing rhetoric “if you want to be a proper female slave”.

So, when I turn to Galatia again, Galatia looks like she has lost her way out, even as she embraces herself and is determined to be good…

“… Oh, me, ha…”

“Galatia”

I can’t help but walk over. Erections shake as they walk.

And Galatia blinded me again, and I reached out softly and touched my cheek.

“Well, one shot instead of the cost. Give me a virgin.”

“Huh…!

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Galatia opens her eyes to the feeling that she’s here.

Clearly, I understand you’re trying to do something irresponsible with the flow. But if you don’t say this, the place won’t close.

If I keep silently urging Galatia to make up her mind, she could say, “Slave me the same way” when she sucks.

No, it’s not over-conscious or anything like that, really.

The busted common sense in this place today is so strangely exalted and pressurized as to make it a natural illusion.

A giant dragon figure collateralizes that I am a man of power, and many beauties, as a matter of course, proudly proclaim themselves slaves.

Beatrice provokes, as if she was not prepared to be a female slave.

I admire us for being brilliant visitors from a distant world, unlike the pirate world, which is a “boring routine” for her, and for Galatia who wants to get in there…… it can be the right thing to do.

So I have to get ahead of myself. Before you decide to “female slave”.

“One shot is fine. Let me fuck you.”

So this isn’t just impending. Fire belt, so to speak. It’s the one that breaks the house before it burns and prevents the big fires from spreading across the city.

Overlap the excuse of… into yourself.

Galatia leaned down a little, wandered her gaze, and teased the necklace again.

“… ugh, yeah…. Shit, I can’t help it… Because there’s nothing else right now…”

Then, he raised his face softly and turned his tense and cut eyes towards me on the verge of confusion.

“… virgin… I give you”

“I’ll have it.”

That’s what I say, hold Galatia’s shoulder and kiss her.

Mr. Hilda and Fennel care, spreading the sassy cloth over the sandy beach. On top of that, let Galatia sit and lie still kissing.

“… well, it’s the price… not really. It’s weird that I order it…”

“Hmm?”

“… is, for the first time… I want you to be nice”

“You’ve decided to be nice. It’s not my hobby to get my dick in a crying woman.”

“… thanks”

Galatia smiles and loses her strength. Charilli, and the necklace make a noise.

Contrasting milk and wheat skin. The golden hair and necklace that wraps around there, and pubic hair that seems pale because of the gold.

Take the time to indulge in the sea breeze and lie on the sandy beach.

He has a tight body but doesn’t feel like he’s gotten laid. Just a blonde cat ear girl everywhere, if you keep it moist.

Carefully rub and enjoy those reasonably sized tits and a slightly larger buttocks due to their developed thighs.

“Eh… heh… heh…”

“What…?

“… my body reacted amazingly no matter what I was doing… what happened like this, dude…”

“Your body is about to taste something seriously horny for the first time…. That’s what mates are like”

Galatia, who is swept around her body as she is, is bewildered by her changes.

I guess I couldn’t be serious about masturbating, even if only my interest was enlarged in the male belt. No, whether you even knew how to masturbate.

I loosen up every one of those immature sexy bands and make it “woman” from “child”. Accompanied by a wave of bubbling sound in the fine sand as the other female slaves care about this one with a flicker, I carefully teach Galatia pleasure.

Sometimes Mr. Hilda will show you where to strike with a hand gesture. It’s time to mess with your anal, or twitch your chest and then crunch and irritate your nipples, like, finger and gloss your body while posing a little further away.

Thank you for your advice and take it in as you look at the magnitude of Galatia’s reaction.

Eventually, Galatia shows trembling at the top many times with my hands in good shape.

“Oh, oh, oh…”

Busha, the love liquid blows out of Tomanko.

That’s right, Beast Man, if the sexiness blossoms, the reaction is intense.

I see Galatia drooling from her sloppily spread mouth, flirting with the pleasure of eagling her brain’s marrow with her unfocused eyes, and covering herself with comfort.

“Galatia…. I’ll have a virgin…”

“Ha… ah, yeah…”

“To your father… don’t tell me?

“… yeah, no… no…”

Galatia has a fuzzy look somewhere.

“No… penis, let me in…”

It dissolves in white sand, blue skies and wave sounds, to its whispers.

I release the beastiality in myself as I am invited to, stick it in the gap between Galatian labia, scratch open the female flesh, and screw it in.

Galatia occasionally stretched herself in pain, but under Mr. Hilda’s guidance, either as a result of plenty of burning and loosening, or in the end an innocent meat stick reaches its uterine mouth without major problems.

“… Galatia… Look, I’m in… my secret dick…!

“Ugh, yeah… I’m here… ♪ Really, I need to be a dad… ♪”

Oh, my God. What a sec I am. I can’t believe the sex while emphasizing this.

It doesn’t make it any more fun to mate with her whispering in confidence than it does to think so.

Galatia spreads her legs sloppily, entrusts her whole body to me, and mercies my penis in her womb happily as she sweats.

I care for a Galatian body like that… no, pretend I care, and I start to shake to get pleasure from that body.

Manko, who has only tasted my genitals yet, tightens her cum to represent her passion for her first lover, forcing her to ejaculate quickly.

I use that fleshy thermal sinus to rough, poke, screw and knock it down for my own pleasure, to cling to the first love of a girl who is desperately chasing and shaking.

I don’t think so. Exclusive greed brings muck and neck while offending.

What’s a fire belt? You want it after all.

You don’t even want to imagine this girl getting pregnant with semen other than your own.

Taunting myself, I hug my lion daughter’s body on a bed of cloth in the sand and slap her hips even.

I burn to pour a sign into my womb that it belongs to me.

“Galatia……!

“Ahhh… ♪ Hia, ahhh…?

“… I knew I couldn’t do it with one shot… I’m satisfied, I think I can…!

…………♪

“Already…… let’s have sex with me forever……!!

“… Ugh… Shh… more, lots of these dicks, let me in…”

I haven’t thought about it. Irresponsible, unadulterated, unrestrained courtship.

Whisper it, whisper it back… and I’ll smash a zamen in her vagina without any help.

Overflowing. Blow out.

The cloudiness pushes apart the vaginal hide and, of course, leaks out of the gap between this trunk and the labia putulos.

Galatia won’t let go with a hug of me.

From the beginning, did you feel like this was going to happen?

“What are you gonna do, Andy? Captain Theo, I don’t think you can honestly be Gala, do you?

“… what shall we do?”

Mr. Hilda carefully cleans his penis with his mouth as he leans on me for brown nudity.

Galatia is down. I can’t even close my legs yet.

“In the meantime… I think I’ll make it feel like I’m letting you come to the polka for sun cooling”

“Maybe you’ll listen to that, too.”

“… feels like getting Galatia herself to work hard”

What am I really going to do?

… Doesn’t matter. Mr. Gloria had started portraying me and Galatia having sex in a story by dropping Irina off Ethel on the way.

I don’t know what to say about Galatia later…… well, let’s hope it’s okay.

(cont ‘d)