Chapter 704

Chapter 704: Life Without Special 3 [Marone Galatia and Others]

There is a creek near Polka.

Because there is only one nearby, no one cares about the name because it passes in polka under the name “river”. Maybe there is, but I’ve never heard of it.

There is not enough water to drown, but there is a lot of water, even if it is a creek, because excess spiritual springs and hot springs throughout the polka, as well as other rainwater, will be shed. I’ll never freeze another half day. I won’t freeze in winter either because of the characteristics of the Spirit Springs.

Southwest, a subtle lake of scale called Lake Rug at the foot of the Son Snake Mountains (some people say, “This is a swamp, right?” or so I say) and fishing on lake lag is forbidden by an old lesson. Because of the legacy that fishermen were eaten by abnormally grown nussies by the power of the Spirit Springs, well it’s far from walking to go in the first place, so I won’t go without a good reason.

Let’s just say that.

“Hot springs are good, but if you’re as cheerful as this, you’ll also want to play cold water”

Marone said that at the cat mansion I visited, so I thought about the river.

“Playing with water…”

“Look, because our colony was everyday to play with oasis…. but when you think about it, you don’t have to do that in Polka, do you? It’s cool.”

“No, I don’t think it’s a bad idea. It’ll be different from the hot springs.”

“But it’s like that kind of water bath in a cold Spirit Springs…”

“It’s not a pure Spirit Springs, but there’s a way for Spirit Springs to flow”

“A stream flowing from the city. It’s only about up to my lap, but can we use it for water games?

“… uh…”

“… shallow after all?

“There’s a little bit of that too… he said if I took a water bath there, they’d think I was just weird…”

He had a slightly pulled bitter laugh, but there he thought of it as a picon, Marone.

Nasty hunch.

“But if your husband is going to… dare to be naked there too”

“Yes, no, it’s not. Relax, Marone. It’s more downstream. All you have to do is go far enough away from the city to take a bath. If you ask around Maia, you can fly right away.”

Like Marone, a calm and commonsense type of female slave is therefore dangerous to come up with a shame play or something right away.

“… what”

“What a disappointment.”

“And I didn’t. But I’m a little ready, so I’m gonna clap it out.”

“I’ve told you many times, I mean, I don’t remember telling Marone already because I’ve been around telling everyone, but I’m the one who’s ultimately in the hardest position to do anything intense as my female slave in this city, right? ‘Cause it’s full of fuzz and old fashioned stuff, right?

“Yes… but I’m a female slave, so it’s a little over the line… not too bad…”

“Just calm down. I wouldn’t even think about it if it wasn’t anywhere near me, so wait a minute for the sex experience to be even more amazing than it needs to be at the polka.”

From my point of view, four or five people are at the pace of tasting manko during the half-day, but I guess I’m still craving it when I try to make the female slaves even with all this sneaky cock penetration.

Regardless of the temperamental elves, the Cat Beast Man might want to focus on playing.

And so on.

Lizel on Luna, Milil and Azel, then Galatia, with a focus on Marone at the top of the mention. I decided to take my beastly daughters out to visit the river.

Cute played behind the liquor store yesterday, so work is a priority today at Sevory’s discretion. No, I didn’t let you interrupt my work and fuck me, and I wouldn’t mind joining you in a row at all, but when you said with your sister’s face, “Because if you’re unconscious about giving it up to everyone, it’s under a fight,” neither Cute nor I could defy you.

So, all three carriers are Lila, Maia and Emma.

“Since I’m free.”

“The protection of the city, my great-uncle and everyone at the palace are doing well, so I’m bored.”

“My lord, first priority.”

“I didn’t mix it up for later school.”

… Mr. Gloria has normally mixed things up. Well, I couldn’t think of a reason to refuse. Speaking of paintings, it’s definitely going to be a good painting zura.

When there are three dragons on top of a relatively small number of them, they can all be carried by their arms alone, so they don’t even bother to prepare carriages.

“Fly me appropriately where I can’t get to lake lag. If you get away from the city, there’s no one here.”

“Ho…. I don’t know about that”

Lyla turns into a dragon body, naked while allowing her to contain a little.

I am put on Lila’s head and everyone else takes off holding me in the hands of a dragon.

… and I realized that there were quite a few shepherds at this time.

“… I thought shepherds were about that because I only see more or less three or four of them in the city”

Feels like I saw it. There are more than 10 flocks of sheep. And for the most part, he was along the river in search of water to make him drink.

Even though there is a distance there to Lake Rug, it becomes difficult to find a place that is completely out of sight when there are only so many flocks and when it comes to arraying along the river while keeping the distance from mixing.

“There are quite a few hills, so I thought there was about a place I couldn’t see.”

“I’m worried about the purpose of relaxing and playing without anyone seeing me.”

Once you get down, meet everyone face-to-face for an ops conference.

But.

“It’s nothing good to be seen for a little while?

“There’s a lot of peeping humans in Polka.”

Azel and Lisel mentioned something very cluttered.

“If you ask me…”

“One or two might be acceptable, right?”

Millil and Marone also look like “do you have that mindset”.

No, no, let’s wait.

Then that’s not so bad. Normal. You can’t be relieved to be seen naked as a woman.

“For the most part, there are three dragons, so you can’t come by and do something nasty, even if you’re wrong”

Yeah, yeah, I’m convinced, Mr. Gloria. That’s true too…… Sussssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

“Yikes!?

“Then that’s what it is. Take it off, Galatia.”

“Oh, from Atashi!? There’s a shepherd over there!

“You’re a female slave, right?

“Yes, but…”

“You want to get laid, don’t you?

“… ugh, ugh”

Galatia gently releases the hem of the garment she grips, and Mr. Gloria is happy to pull that garment to make it topless.

I guess it’s still hard for Galatia to try to get naked the most than anyone else in the middle of the day when there’s a person’s gaze, albeit in the distance. Soothe a little.

… No well, Lyla’s already naked, grand tits and ass rounded out without any consideration at all.

“I mean, you can argue with me somewhat because ‘I want to get laid’ is a long way to go…”

“… well, that’s… wrong, not really.”

“… Really?

“So, because… all kinds of things that make you feel good and embarrassed… things that you’ll never be able to do on your own, can force you… because it’s so, so exciting and fun…”

Galatia mouths a slightly mazzy true story as she becomes a piece of pants.

No, should I say I don’t have the guts for the eclectic part rather than the mazo?

I’m not as rooted pervert as I am aggressively acting perverted. But there is a strong interest in the unusual but instinctive and exciting world of pleasure opened by me and the female slaves.

I guess I couldn’t be honest with such a thing in living a masculine life while my father protected me. That’s why if you leave it to the strong traction of my lust, you can throw yourself at the feast of porn that you couldn’t imagine or pursue.

That’s what makes “female slavery” so appealing to her.

“Fair enough. I like to see you and me get laid.”

Mr. Gloria takes off his clothes with pleasure herself as I say it. The beautiful nudity of the elves is strangely uncomfortable against the backdrop of the green hills and streams.

“Well then… shall we take it off too, Azel, Rizel”

“Nyah.”

“Sister, it’s too late.”

“Shit, come on, don’t pull it”

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Millil and the others get naked following Galatia and into the river before she does.

Marone smiles bitterly as well, taking off the nurse clothes that were wrapped around her…… and looking at me colorfully sideways, she comes closer to Soso and leans over, stroking her groin from the top of her pants.

“Your husband…. Of course, you get laid, don’t you?

“Oh, no… I don’t feel compelled to be here like that. I mean, you said you wanted to play in the river, right?

“River games are good, though. Look at everyone’s tits, they’re rattled. Leaving your husband alone is disqualified as a female slave… he wants you to use my mum while you watch everyone play in the eclectic water…”

“… you’re a lot sketchy too”

“Your husband told me I could be as much of a slut as I wanted to be.”

“Yeah. Well, yeah…. you’re going to drain the girls’ water bath in the occassion with Marone Manko.”

“I’m sure it feels good…”

Cute female slave cat with a tantrum, pressing her nudity and rubbing her groin in the bright noon sun.

I can see a flock of sheep a little farther away and a shepherd (two) holding hands over their eyes looking at me who seems to have noticed what this skin tone looks like.

but the water bathing cats seem to have fun without stopping. Marone doesn’t seem to give up until she frames him.

And then Lyla lays the big cloth she brought from somewhere in the sand and starts drinking at will naked, and Emma and Maia just take it off and monitor the water bath. And Galatia stays undressed, trying to get nowhere from before me.

“You guys, you can go in the river and play.”

“… Atashi is better off being a jerk…”

Strange windy and honest galatia.

“Once I get the seed, I’ll mix it in the water bath…”

I’m totally jealous of Marone as she makes me stroke her tits in my hand.

“I’m good with you, too.”

This is Mr. Gloria sending a wink as he steps into the river.

In the summer sun of the North, I sigh down my pants before the radiant naked bath of the girls. Immediately tangled Marone fingers.

“This will keep me in service.”

“It’s fundamental that slaves serve their husbands, isn’t it?

“The best reward for Atashi is to frame me…”

“… both get guccioli wet in such a spot”

I narrow my eyes to the pleasant cheers of the girls echoing the idyllic scenery, comparing Marone and Galatia’s esthetic manko loosely.

I was gonna serve them… that? No, is that wrong?

… well no.

Night.

“I’ve heard rumors of beautiful girls in the river having a mass bath going on among outpatients, absolutely ten Smythson chiefs, right?

“… why is it rumored already? You must have walked a day or so away.”

“I knew it! Why don’t you give us a shout if you’re a public fuck!

irrational protest at the tavern to the Horny Brothers.

No, it’s not like I wanted to show someone my naked girlfriends. I’m not offering my own female slave to let you guys pull it out.

… It was going to be an embarrassing fierce argument leaving the objection to the liquor as it was when I put it in my mouth, so Mr. Gloria came softly into the table as I leaned over the cup and stared at them.

“Speaking of which, you two are enthusiasts, right? of porn scrolls.”

“Embarrassed”

“I used to own about two hundred copies jointly with this guy, but now I have fifty of them all on hand.”

A lot. I mean, where are you really hiding it?

“Okay. Then let’s accept the request. ‘Cause if I’m dazed, I’m blunt.”

“Oh my God!”

“Please draw a porn scroll for us…!

“Ya, I’m not going to draw as much as a scroll, but the amount depends on Rick…”

“It’s a continuous request. A blonde knight defeated by a giant fictional barbarian like Auga (green skin and other proprietary arrangements in consideration of Auga’s human rights) was brought into their nest hole and passed out after a series of apologies for losing her virginity and being defiled by hometown thinkers while being tied up and losing her freedom without the words of anything thrusting ‘Cool Kill……’ coming through. A few weeks from there. The barbarians’ gigantic roots and endless lust made the female knight totally lose to his dick and now it’s on the board to live without covering up everything he feels framed, and the barbarians’ one-word ‘dokoni lust sii?’ I have begged you not to get lost in the inquiry either. It’s just a spice for thinkers and other people to apologize and enjoy already in Ike moments, and on the contrary, to the point where they spontaneously curse ‘It’s a hundred times better than that guy’s crude dick’ while being framed, and don’t abandon me if I’m questioned as liberating siteyarowka! Until you can have kids, no matter what you can do, frame me me all the time! Bote-bellied knight shark. Livestock! Shout, so please.”

“No, wait, buddy. So my boyfriend comes to the rescue, kills the barbarians and helps them out, and the female knights end up cursing my boyfriend all over the simmer.”

Why are you guys thrashing out like that? And add or subtract a little bit from the fact that it’s a tavern full of Osama.

“… I’ve already seen about 20 volumes of that situ, do you need me to draw it?

“Yes. King’s Road is amazing no matter how many times I see it.”

“Just for the record, if you paint Almeida or Sharon as models, we’ll use them until we die.”

“… uh, that Renfangas’… sure can’t do that without a face-to-face request…”

Mr. Gloria glanced at me in a chill.

Are you okay? It feels like.

I sigh.

“I’ll check it out first. That’s fine.”

“That’s Smythson Ten Chiefs!

“I can talk! We are proud to have been your men!

… Actually, that’s the kind of scroll that I just want to read about getting fucked in a situation where I can’t possibly know the person… well, that’s good.

(cont ‘d)