Chapter 748

Chapter 748: Biggest Collar Awards Ceremony Ever 15 [Emma]

After Mr. Gloria and Mr. Cosmos’ turn, the ceremony finally enters its final phase.

Silver dragons remain. That’s five heads, too.

… Again, I’m not talking about luxury or anything like that.

Besides, Emma was the only one who favored it from the beginning, and Leila, Corti and Shario, as well as even Rheda, were originally enemies attacking this one.

It’s also a strange story to hand out the Lylas already and leave them a lot of whatever they want at Mystie & Crystal Palace and do something awkward.

There’s something about watching the five superb naked beauties and beautiful girls who magically wait in front of them again and shivering a little when you think you’re going to put a bullet on them.

Still, am I the right person as a dragon rider vessel, consciously one.

Not only are you less capable as a person, but you never think that the dragon’s great power or understanding or empathy for its history is going on. In the first place, I just haven’t grasped the contents of the Covenant yet.

Yet there are some things I wonder about myself trying to contract one after the other on track.

When I fought General Lucas, I also remember spitting, “I can’t believe the guy who collects women like collections to please them”.

I have deepened ties to each of the female slaves and have intended to give them a collar as a testament to this, but I wonder if the act of putting a collar on these dragons is exactly close to a “collection”.

The point of their convincing is via “covenant,” unlike Lyla and Maia, who admired me personally.

If you look mean in someone else’s shoes, maybe I will be what General Lucas looked like after that time approaching Angelos to succeed. At first I bumped into him, but I preached reason and convinced him reluctantly, making him completely corrupt with the pleasure of a woman while he was putting him up in bed……

… You’re feeling a little sick. I can’t believe the imagination that Angelos would end up falling for General Lucas, literally alone.

But it would be like that if you saw it from the liner.

Bed the dragons who now admire themselves and make them swear to be female slaves for life. That place must be worse than Lucas, who got his hands on Angelos, who wasn’t tied to me yet.

… but I take a deep breath and curb my heart beat while scolding myself and cementing my feelings.

Still, I decided to keep Leila and the others alive.

A beautiful woman who had no intention of killing her decided not to overlook her missouri dying.

Heckling here is just unacceptable. No matter how much Liner resents them under the grave, I will change their fate. That is the right of the winner, and it must be claimed that anyone who can deposit a “dragon justice” called a dragon rider can wield it.

I was “entrusted” by the dragons. of the code made by the dragons, is not just a spokesperson.

If it makes sense that I have the power of this dragon rider, it is to save something that the Code should not have saved.

So let’s definitely get through this unprecedented 'shitty bedtime” as well.

“Well then… Silver Dragons, come out”

Open your hands to the five and invite them to the center.

Finally, Emma and Lyda, who come out bravely, are like sisters, though they shouldn’t have blood ties. Leila and Corti, who came in feeling like a snack from behind, cared somewhat about the gaze around them, but Shario, who came next to Leila at the end grasping to hide a cross section of her arm, was tauntingly proud.

“I’m going to put a collar on you, too. Maybe we should actually do it at Crystal Palace under our own supervision.”

“He is no longer approved by the body, nor by the elder Lord Gallam, and entrusted to you. Never mind.”

“Likewise, ex-post reporting would suffice.”

Emma, who usually untied the lady’s tied hair, and Lleda, who also flushed all the left and right asymmetrical tied hair, says to the front.

That’s true, but when I was in Maia, I was drunk at Mystie Palace for raw sex. I was hoping that other things would be the code.

Well, even so, don’t you have an in-laws to follow? Especially Emma. She was already going to sign the contract from the start.

“Emma.”

Of all the collars I’ve got for the counter, I’ll take the blue one and show Emma.

Emma nods with a nervous face, kneeling (kneeling first), lifting her hair together with her fingers herself, revealing her neck muscles.

… again, she’s a really beautiful daughter, I admire her.

The pale, shiny white nudity can never be called glamorous, but it looks extra dazzling and fantastic in this pose that shows the neck muscles.

The beauty of admiring whether silver thread hair is also really creature hair. Of course, her face is a beautiful girl no less than the elves, an adorability that no man can ever leave alone in any city or social setting.

Such a girl accepts is a testament to her love of playing slaves.

With mighty power and the beauty of the Dungeons, I want to be one of my lusts.

“That time… when I went to the palace with Lyda and saw you trapped wounded… I didn’t expect this to happen.”

“I…”

When I put a collar on her with a slow hand, Emma lifts her eyes, which she lay low on.

“I thought a little…”

“Really? But you didn’t think I’d be made a porn slave, did you?

In half a bitter smile, Emma turns a little red, but still stands back.

“… but not”

“The dragon… because it is what serves the rider in every way. … if you are a great rider, and a young person… any day, you will be devoured. I’m not foolish enough to be completely unconscious about it”

“But could you have imagined me being such a grand dodgeberry?

Spread your hands. Forty people around them, some naked women dirty with semen.

“… did I have to?

Emma pointed her mouth a little.

What an answer I want, all the time.

Right now. Right now.

I’m usually an amazing sketchy guy.

But for them, it’s “within the assumption”. Even if it were surprising, it would not be too whispering and problematic as a use of Dragon power.

Every once in a while, Lyla says it’s natural for a dragon rider to have enough power to collect and offend a woman as soon as she can.

So even if I as a human being have extraordinary energy and lust, that’s not “more than I expected”.

That’s not one night or two if the dragon tries to keep having sex. It’s the dragon that can keep you fucked for days, no months. Even females do, so males will do the same. Compared to the Dragon Sex Prodigy, I haven’t.

So she is perplexed by what she boasts about, whether she wants me to praise her or not.

… I can’t even notice that now.

I mean, what did you really want me to say, me?

… In the end, maybe I just want the feeling that I’m doing something big.

“I’m sorry…. you’re going to be the shark hole personnel for this Doskebe guy too. It’s one of those toys that gets framed anytime, anywhere.”

“… Yep. It’s an honor, my lord…”

Emma smiles, nods, and kisses back on the lips I close.

Looking a little older than Maia means she’s at least sixty years old, she’s supposed to be close to my parents but also to my dead grandfather, but that beauty in the narrow between its ringing beauty and cuteness is pregnant with some guilty accessory.

Make such a girl officially a “female slave” from today on.

Make him swear that he’ll have sex as his top priority, and that he’ll accept anything nasty at any time on my orders.

I push the girl down, pleasantly enjoying the blasphemy and conquest of this moment, though it has been repeated over and over again.

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“In the oath, yes.”

“Yes… I swear, forever to come, your… Lord’s, vaginal ejaculation…”

As Emma was talking, she grabbed that thin leg and relaxed her crotch, pressing her penis hard against the cleft in her groin where the pale silver hair grew in a whisper and began to screw it.

A submissive, competent and worthy Emma while being unusually firm among our female slaves.

From the side, a young uncle and a well-done niece, a girl of a different age that feels like.

Invade your reproductive organs into that body, and as you begin to reproduce, let it be clearly welcomed in words.

“… vagina, ejaculation… plus oral ejaculation, intestinal ejaculation, keep loving, I swear…”

“… just ejaculate?

“No caressing, no kissing (kissing),… no pleasure or pain inflicted on you, anything… I love you…”

He’s an exemplary and brilliant kid to do anything with.

I know exactly what to do as a gateway to lust.

That’s why I want to be a little mean while holding onto that white skin.

“That’s 70 points”

“Huh…?

“Something important is missing, Emma…”

Smiling at Emma, who opens her eyes properly, slowly unplugging us as we reach deep.

“I love slutty female slaves… but hey, most importantly, I like love love sex…!

“Huh…”

“Sex is what makes you two feel better…? I’m not talking about ejaculation or caressing…”

You don’t know, I don’t know what you’re talking about in shape, but it’s almost obnoxious.

Actually, Emma is not wrong about swearing on the collar as a “female slave”. This is such a ritual.

But I don’t want Emma to think I could easily get the right answer and screw the selfish answer along with the meat stick.

Like a toddler who is mean to a child he likes.

I want you to think more about me.

“Love more deloderoichias… I want some of the results, say…!

“… yes…”

Kiss. Deep kiss.

He wraps his normal tongue around his long tongue, holding down the girl’s flesh and waving his hips as he has a nasty rapport in his poor lips.

Write your name on the girl you’ve got, claim it’s just mine, and declare possession of everything as a woman.

“You and I have loved each other… and kisses, and everything, and the act of loving each other, please do it all to this female slave… ♪ Always, whenever… your desires are overwhelmed ♪”

“Oh, a hundred points…… full score, Emma!

We haven’t been dating that long. Though you’re getting me drunk, I don’t think you’re having such a deep spiritual relationship.

But I suggest you take her in that direction.

If that’s the case, you can run.

Let’s get sticky. Like the senior female slaves.

Be honest with such desires, and when they do, swear and make them swear.

It’s still hard to really believe in love and desire to fly, but let’s swear to each other for that.

I thought it would be such a nasty and passionate dragon and rider.

Waving, slamming, wildly devouring the delicate beautiful girl’s womb, and.

“… Emma, it’s Ike… in you, as you wish…!

“Yes, let it out… let it out, let it out, Lord… I don’t like it”

Listening to sweet voices that I could do without thinking about.

Enjoy the little flesh of the silver girl to the full, and I’ll slap my ejaculation into that womb for the finish.

“Hi-ha-ha!!

Voice-like, exhaling, tall…… honking deafening.

Emma was extremely impressed, and her delicate labia made a disastrous noise and blew cloudy.

(cont ‘d)