A grand celebration banquet was being held in the lord's hall of Border Town.
In addition to the witches, all the senior leaders of the city hall and the First Army were also present, including Barovmons and Katlanis, who were originally nobles, and Iron Axe and Kemospier, who were civilians.
In particular, the latter was spent a lot of talk before Roland pulled him out of the laboratory for this meaningless banquet he said.
In order to make the people of the leadership empathize with him, in addition to giving a public speech, he also ordered the kitchen to use the refined starch left over from the explosives to bake a large amount of white bread and distribute it to the town people, as long as they use their ID cards, they can receive a limited amount of delicious food in the city hall.
When the First Army was still on the way home, most people in the town already knew the victory of the battle.
Of course, they may not understand the purpose and significance of this expedition, but as long as there is free bread, it is a day worth celebrating for them.
This is also the first elegant banquet held by Roland in the model of the royal capital.
There was no barbecue and large stew, all the food was cut into small slices and served on a white meal plate.
The basins placed on the side contain various seasonings, which can be dipped according to their own taste, similar to the buffet restaurant in later generations.
Welcome back, he walked towards Anna with two glasses of fruit wine, thanks along the way.
You have said this. When I was at the dock, Anna took the wine glass, and my answer was the same, not hard work.
The glasses clinked slightly, and the girl's eyes were filled with a sweet smile. Roland resisted the urge to hug her on the spot, and then raised his glass to the other witches to celebrate.
What about me?yelled by lightning.
You have a portion too, Roland called the attendant who brought the wine and took a glass of cider. Thank you for your hard work.
I want to drink it white!The little girl raised her head and said.
Uh... He thought about it and finally agreed to the other party's request. The little ghost was always curious. If he kept refusing, maybe she would sneak into the kitchen and sneak into the kitchen to steal wine. Okay, but she could only drink one.
Um!
Just as Roland handed her a glass of low-alcohol liquor with ice and grape juice, she suddenly came up and kissed him on the cheek.
Ahem...is this the etiquette of the fjord again?
That's right, Lightning nodded vigorously, what my dad said!
Since it was not the first time I saw it, the witches didn't find it too strange. Instead, Sylvie and others widened their eyes, and then looked at Roland with accusing eyes. The latter was quite embarrassed and left his head aside. Is there really such etiquette to kiss the leader at the celebration meeting?
Next is toasting to your subordinates.
When it was the chief alchemist's turn, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, I have read the "Medium Chemistry" you gave me twice, but there are still many unknowns.
It tells the microscopic composition of matter, and this part involves a lot of physical knowledge, and you have to join another book to read it.Roland advised me, I suggest you read all "Elementary Physics" first, and then read the chemical residual version from scratch, so that many doubts can be answered.
I planned so too, but... He hesitated for a moment, Your Highness, why do the covers of each ancient book use different colors?Do they have any special meaning?
Well... Roland pondered for a moment, and the color represented its level and difficulty of obtaining it.
is that so?Kaimoruo thought about it. From green to purple, the darker the color, the more mysterious the knowledge it records. So "Higher Chemistry" must be black?
No, it's orange.
Ah?Kaimo was stunned, why?
Roland smiled, who knows.
……
Halfway through the banquet, he walked out of the hall and came to the castle terrace.
Under the gentle evening breeze, Roland couldn't help feeling a hint of chill.
Half past autumn, he realized that it would not take long before the long winter brought by the Demon Moon would cover the entire Western Region.
However, this year has become completely different from the previous year. Trade with the Margaret Chamber of Commerce has brought a lot of liquidity. In addition to exchange for food and materials, a considerable number of these golden dragons are distributed to the people in the form of salary.
According to statistics from the convenience market, sales of various commodities have increased a lot recently, and some goods that can significantly improve the quality of life, such as meat chops and eggs, have grown very rapidly.
There is no doubt that this is a manifestation of the gradual improvement of the living standards of the people in the leadership.
Especially after the indigenous people have brand new free housing and their salary has increased a lot compared to the past, they began to try to buy food that they usually can only enjoy during festivals.
The newly introduced population is still in the stage of saving money to buy a house. When they can live steadily, the market will inevitably usher in a new sales peak.
What exactly does the people need?Sometimes, just by just having enough food and drinking, they will be grateful to the lord and follow him until death.
In this era, most civilians are easily satisfied.
Your Highness, be careful of catching a cold.Nightingale appeared from behind, holding a thin leather jacket in her hand.
She threw her clothes to Roland, took out a piece of dried fish, and stood beside him. What were she thinking about here?
It was nothing, he smiled and put his coat on, just suddenly wanting to see my territory.
The town seemed quite lively, and the nightingale pointed to the brightly lit square. It was already evening, and so many people had not returned home.
Because today is the day when the new drama "Dawn" is first staged, Roland raised his lips, and it is also the first performance of the troupe returning to the town after several months. The public probably can't wait to see Miss May and Ms. Erin again.
But then again, Miss Mayi will soon become Ms. Mayi Lannis. He really didn't expect that his chief knight would take action so quickly and turn the Western Frontier Star into his hands.
When the other party mentioned it to him with a sincere look, he was stunned for a while before he realized it.
The Chief Knight's wedding needs to be recognized by the loyal lord, and Roland naturally has no objection to such a popular thing.
The last time the two of them was scheduled to be after the end of the Demon Month, which was the day when the Bianfeng Town was officially established.
When I first sneaked into the town, it was still a lifeless place, and Nightingale sighed that even when I stood in the castle, I seemed to feel their joy.
Days are always getting better day by day. Roland raised his head, looked at the cloudless night sky, and took a deep breath.
There is still a lot to do, such as expanding the scope of education, establishing public medical care, strengthening cultural construction, encouraging childbirth, etc.... These will be transformed into solid forces in the Western Region and lay the foundation for the unification of the Gray Castle.
What about us?Nightingale asked with her head tilted, her eyes sly.
Of course, Roland patted her head, I promise.
Then I will thank Your Highness on behalf of the townspeople and sisters... Nightingale smiled and pulled down her coat, revealing the white sleeveless bra inside.
Her shoulder-length gold invention is bright, her waist is slender and soft, and her flawless skin looks even more moist and shiny in the afterglow of the sunset.
A pair of plump and round breasts stood tall, and Roland could even vaguely see the pink areola and two small nipples under the fabric.
But what Roland didn't expect was that Nightingale did not continue to wear loose clothes.Instead, he reached out and unbuttoned his trouser belt.
The long-planned snap popped up and hit the Nightingale's hand. The 20-centimeter thick giant had completely erected, pointing at the witch's pretty face like a siege hammer.
Nightingale licked the corner of her bright red mouth charmingly and slowly stretched out her hand. Only then did Roland notice that she did not wear leather gloves for normal combat, but a pair of thin black silk gloves. The silk fabric that was soft and smooth like the second layer of skin of the witch was as long as the nightingale's wrist. I don't know which noble woman came from.
Haha, it was the personal belonging of the messenger of the Long Song Fortress last time. It might be his lover's thing. I borrowed it as soon as I saw it was right.The witch's cunning expression was like a female fox, and then, without warning, blew at the closest point.
Luo Lan shivered with pleasure, and her glans, which was about to explode, was stimulated by the warm and sweet feminine aura, and suddenly became excited. A few drops of prostate fluid were immediately oozing out of the magnolia at the front.
The prince thrust his butt quickly and charged towards Nightingale's extremely sexy lips.
A jade hand wrapped in black stockings stretched out a index finger that also included black stockings, and gently tapped the prince's glans, blocking the attack, and the strong stimulation almost made Roland shoot out directly.
Not OK, Your Highness, you must be patient.The nightingale blinked.
Before Roland could speak, she added another thumb, twisted the front end of Roland's swollen male root, and then held the hard and huge whole piece in the palm of her hand and guided it out.
Just looking at my hands being so hard, Your Highness is so lustful... Nightingale is like the succubus that Roland saw in the game in his previous life, teasing the man with words, but his subordinates do not let the other party take advantage at all.
The black stockings of the gloves rubbed Roland's, bringing him an indescribable stimulation.
Nightingale looked up at the prince with a springy face, stroking her palms wrapped in black stockings up and down, while smiling and Roland seemed to be looking forward to his reaction.
Are you comfortable... Your Highness?Although there is a good training for you, Anna and Nanava, they will not be so good at playing, right?
Hu... Hu... Roland was panting like a cow.
The Nightingale continued to tease Roland with her words, while pressing the end urethra with her index finger while rubbing the crown groove with her thumb.
Under her teasing, Roland's gasp became more and more intense, and the swollen and enlarged glans became redder and trembled.
Don't worry, there are more fun.She looked at Roland like a cunning little fox.
Then, quickly use your left hand to form a tight ring to put it on the sensitive root and quickly stroke it up and down. Your right hand uses your soft and silky palms and fingertips to wrap the sensitive glans around and quickly twist your wrists, allowing the glans to rotate continuously in the silky and sticky black silk hand acupoint...
A strong stimulation that had never been experienced came from the top and roots at the same time. The flesh ring formed by the fingers and the hard cavernous body were strongly opposed, slowly and vigorously squeezing out the testicles from the testicles. The glans at the top seemed to be inserted into a rotating black silk hole. The rough friction texture of the fabric directly scratched every corner of the sensitive glans. The first time Roland, who enjoyed the black silk gloves, gritted his teeth and tightened his lower abdomen and did not dare to slack off at all...
Night... Nightingale... Hiss... Your hand~Oh oh oh oh oh oh ~
The numb and bone-eroded sperm pleasure stimulated the prince's brain like an electric shock, and Nightingale felt that her hands were burned with black silk gloves. Her extremely excited hot penis kept trembling in her hands. She continued to serve the penis in various ways, clamping the stick with her wrist and scratching the glans gently flexibly, or her hands were linked with ten fingers, forming an extremely tight black silk hand hole with the tiger's mouth of both hands, and stroking it hard like the airplane cup used in Roland's previous life...
Wooh... Nightingale... I can't do it anymore!!
Not OK yet!
As if he felt that the fingers were not too satisfying, Nightingale turned to lift up the black silk gloves and let Roland get into it.
Taking this opportunity, Roland's bulging rod root finally made close contact with the witch's delicate and soft palms, and the cold temperature of the female palm was also clearly sensible.
Under the inside and outside of the black silk and the witch's hand flesh, Roland, who was held to the limit, could not bear a low roar and shot the first white hair into Nightingale's gloves.
Gu………!Hu... Hu......
Woo, I ejaculated a lot~ my whole hand was sticky... But is this what your highness tastes like? I don't hate it~...
The thick semen filled the witch's gloves with her right hand, making the thin black silk and palm stick to the bright white turbidity.
However, Nightingale didn't mind at all. Instead, she carefully raised her right arm after letting go of Roland's cock, her jade arm pressed against the corner of her mouth, raised her head intoxicatedly, and licked the white liquid flowing down the arm like a sculpture. When the semen in the glove finally dried up, Nightingale pursed her lips as if she was aftertaste and let out a satisfying sigh.
Roland was so tempted that he was so excited that he had just ejaculated once and was restlessly ready to move.
So, does Your Highness want to try this place?The nightingale's eyes rolled when she saw this.
As Roland's gradually calming breathing, Nightingale gently raised her arm and showed her armpits in front of Roland.
The tender and smooth armpits were very white, and the light golden hair was like a newly sprouted grass, embellishing on the beautiful skin.
Huh...huh...and there is still such a fun thing?Roland's eyes suddenly lit up.
Hahaha, if I say that the sisters are more good at playing than me, are you looking forward to it?
It's interesting... Roland only saw some pictures in his previous life, but he was eager to try it out.
How could she use it for me? When she thought about it, she couldn't help but reach out and gently scratch the fleshy and slippery armpits of the Nightingale.
Nightingale couldn't help but blush and giggled a few times, looking at Roland's eyes with a little provocation, then took a deep breath, slowly turned around, allowing the prince who was still standing to admire the smooth and flat beautiful back, then knelt carefully on the floor, turned his back to Roland, and gently clamped the other party's thick one into the armpit of his left arm.
Hmm...
The hardness of the skeleton was slightly felt under the skin, but it was soon covered by the witch's soft arms.
It seemed a bit too long and passed through the warm tunnel formed by the body and the arms like a train. The red glans came out from the other side, making the nightingale facing away from Roland unable to help but look at the penis that was inserted into the deepest part, and her breathing slowly became rapid.
Call Ah, it's really long...
Unable to help sighing, Nightingale gently tightened her armpits, making the prince who couldn't help but move her waist and thrust in her armpit hole feel a tight and comfortable feeling. While fiddling with her right hand, she used her right hand to slim and covered her hair on the thick glans. Her fingers still wearing black silk gloves began to serve the prince's lower body along her wet hair. The comfortable feeling of the smooth and wet hair brushing across her lower body made the prince unable to help but breathe heavily, and the thrusting movement became more intense.
Nightingale, where did you learn this from... Roland regretted it as soon as he said this.
The witch's movements stumbled slightly, and then continued to move around and chat with the sisters... Do you like it...?
Ah... It's so exciting to have sex with your armpits!
Even too intense stimulation.
Nightingale's skin and hair were smooth and delicate than the prince imagined, and she did not tighten the distance between her arms and body with great force. The perfectly wrapped force made Roland feel a violent pleasure, and the comfortable feeling even made him tremble gently.
Not wanting to be controlled by her armpits so simply, Roland bent down slightly along with the pleasure, stroked her head with her left hand, and quietly held the plump breasts with her right hand through her bra. Nightingale was stagnant again, but she had no intention of objection.
Seeing this, the prince, who had become more aggressive, couldn't help but start thrusting hard like he inserted his vagina, rubbing his soft armpits and her fingers and hair holding the glans.
Well, um... Your Highness... It's so intense...
This is a gift to you... Woo, no, it's so cool...
Although I had just ejaculated once, I should have endured this pleasure a little bit to enjoy it for a long time, the novelty of playing that I had never tried before made Roland just want to enjoy the bliss brought to him by the Nightingale's armpits.
Every time she thrust her waist, she would rub her front end against the witch's plump side breasts, and at the same time she was surrounded by the black silk fingers and smooth hair she attached.
It seemed that the armpits were the sensitive parts of the nightingale. In the repeated twitches, her body kept trembling, making noises of panting in the rapid breath, clamping her soft and strong arms tighter, as if she was competing with Roland for who was the first to make the other party climax first.
On the one hand, she didn't want to lose to her sincerity, but on the other hand, she also wanted to feel the pleasure of ejaculation in her heart. Roland couldn't help but stop stroking her head, and instead grabbed Nightingale's slender but strong arms, and began to swing her waist quickly, thrusting her waist, like a beast that had successfully preyed and enjoying her prey to her heart.
After understanding the meaning of the prince's movement, Nightingale's body also cooperated with me to twist, allowing the pleasure of rubbing the genitals with her armpits to maximize.
Although there was no lewd smell of sweat mixed in the room during sex, the breathing of a man and a woman was no less than that of a real-life sex. In such an atmosphere, the pleasure of flowing down like a waterfall was rapidly swelling, and Roland could no longer bear it.
Oh, well... Nightingale, I'm going to cum again...!
She didn't even give her time to react, like a water gun shooting, a huge amount of semen that was no less than the first time squirted out of her fingers under her armpits, sprinkled on the soft body of Nightingale, dyeing the inner side of her armpits, the black silk gloves that were stroking, the breasts wrapped in the bra and the blond hair all dyed a sticky white turbidity.
Well... Your Highness actually ejaculated Ah...
The strong smell of heather in the air stimulated the sensitive nerves of the nightingale, making her tremble excitedly, and a hot and sweet smell came out of her mouth. Her uncovered vagina emitted a stream of love juice, and her body spasmed like an orgasm, as if she was enjoying the behavior of helping the prince with his armpit and his hair.
Roland was gasping while pulling out the flesh from her armpit, which was still white in the urethra, shaking slightly firmly.
Looking at the witch who slowly turned around, her drooping hair and her fair and seductive upper body were shot with sperm, the desire to possess her was even more intense.
Then...this is the end of today's service, Your Highness?
In addition to the witches, all the senior leaders of the city hall and the First Army were also present, including Barovmons and Katlanis, who were originally nobles, and Iron Axe and Kemospier, who were civilians.
In particular, the latter was spent a lot of talk before Roland pulled him out of the laboratory for this meaningless banquet he said.
In order to make the people of the leadership empathize with him, in addition to giving a public speech, he also ordered the kitchen to use the refined starch left over from the explosives to bake a large amount of white bread and distribute it to the town people, as long as they use their ID cards, they can receive a limited amount of delicious food in the city hall.
When the First Army was still on the way home, most people in the town already knew the victory of the battle.
Of course, they may not understand the purpose and significance of this expedition, but as long as there is free bread, it is a day worth celebrating for them.
This is also the first elegant banquet held by Roland in the model of the royal capital.
There was no barbecue and large stew, all the food was cut into small slices and served on a white meal plate.
The basins placed on the side contain various seasonings, which can be dipped according to their own taste, similar to the buffet restaurant in later generations.
Welcome back, he walked towards Anna with two glasses of fruit wine, thanks along the way.
You have said this. When I was at the dock, Anna took the wine glass, and my answer was the same, not hard work.
The glasses clinked slightly, and the girl's eyes were filled with a sweet smile. Roland resisted the urge to hug her on the spot, and then raised his glass to the other witches to celebrate.
What about me?yelled by lightning.
You have a portion too, Roland called the attendant who brought the wine and took a glass of cider. Thank you for your hard work.
I want to drink it white!The little girl raised her head and said.
Uh... He thought about it and finally agreed to the other party's request. The little ghost was always curious. If he kept refusing, maybe she would sneak into the kitchen and sneak into the kitchen to steal wine. Okay, but she could only drink one.
Um!
Just as Roland handed her a glass of low-alcohol liquor with ice and grape juice, she suddenly came up and kissed him on the cheek.
Ahem...is this the etiquette of the fjord again?
That's right, Lightning nodded vigorously, what my dad said!
Since it was not the first time I saw it, the witches didn't find it too strange. Instead, Sylvie and others widened their eyes, and then looked at Roland with accusing eyes. The latter was quite embarrassed and left his head aside. Is there really such etiquette to kiss the leader at the celebration meeting?
Next is toasting to your subordinates.
When it was the chief alchemist's turn, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, I have read the "Medium Chemistry" you gave me twice, but there are still many unknowns.
It tells the microscopic composition of matter, and this part involves a lot of physical knowledge, and you have to join another book to read it.Roland advised me, I suggest you read all "Elementary Physics" first, and then read the chemical residual version from scratch, so that many doubts can be answered.
I planned so too, but... He hesitated for a moment, Your Highness, why do the covers of each ancient book use different colors?Do they have any special meaning?
Well... Roland pondered for a moment, and the color represented its level and difficulty of obtaining it.
is that so?Kaimoruo thought about it. From green to purple, the darker the color, the more mysterious the knowledge it records. So "Higher Chemistry" must be black?
No, it's orange.
Ah?Kaimo was stunned, why?
Roland smiled, who knows.
……
Halfway through the banquet, he walked out of the hall and came to the castle terrace.
Under the gentle evening breeze, Roland couldn't help feeling a hint of chill.
Half past autumn, he realized that it would not take long before the long winter brought by the Demon Moon would cover the entire Western Region.
However, this year has become completely different from the previous year. Trade with the Margaret Chamber of Commerce has brought a lot of liquidity. In addition to exchange for food and materials, a considerable number of these golden dragons are distributed to the people in the form of salary.
According to statistics from the convenience market, sales of various commodities have increased a lot recently, and some goods that can significantly improve the quality of life, such as meat chops and eggs, have grown very rapidly.
There is no doubt that this is a manifestation of the gradual improvement of the living standards of the people in the leadership.
Especially after the indigenous people have brand new free housing and their salary has increased a lot compared to the past, they began to try to buy food that they usually can only enjoy during festivals.
The newly introduced population is still in the stage of saving money to buy a house. When they can live steadily, the market will inevitably usher in a new sales peak.
What exactly does the people need?Sometimes, just by just having enough food and drinking, they will be grateful to the lord and follow him until death.
In this era, most civilians are easily satisfied.
Your Highness, be careful of catching a cold.Nightingale appeared from behind, holding a thin leather jacket in her hand.
She threw her clothes to Roland, took out a piece of dried fish, and stood beside him. What were she thinking about here?
It was nothing, he smiled and put his coat on, just suddenly wanting to see my territory.
The town seemed quite lively, and the nightingale pointed to the brightly lit square. It was already evening, and so many people had not returned home.
Because today is the day when the new drama "Dawn" is first staged, Roland raised his lips, and it is also the first performance of the troupe returning to the town after several months. The public probably can't wait to see Miss May and Ms. Erin again.
But then again, Miss Mayi will soon become Ms. Mayi Lannis. He really didn't expect that his chief knight would take action so quickly and turn the Western Frontier Star into his hands.
When the other party mentioned it to him with a sincere look, he was stunned for a while before he realized it.
The Chief Knight's wedding needs to be recognized by the loyal lord, and Roland naturally has no objection to such a popular thing.
The last time the two of them was scheduled to be after the end of the Demon Month, which was the day when the Bianfeng Town was officially established.
When I first sneaked into the town, it was still a lifeless place, and Nightingale sighed that even when I stood in the castle, I seemed to feel their joy.
Days are always getting better day by day. Roland raised his head, looked at the cloudless night sky, and took a deep breath.
There is still a lot to do, such as expanding the scope of education, establishing public medical care, strengthening cultural construction, encouraging childbirth, etc.... These will be transformed into solid forces in the Western Region and lay the foundation for the unification of the Gray Castle.
What about us?Nightingale asked with her head tilted, her eyes sly.
Of course, Roland patted her head, I promise.
Then I will thank Your Highness on behalf of the townspeople and sisters... Nightingale smiled and pulled down her coat, revealing the white sleeveless bra inside.
Her shoulder-length gold invention is bright, her waist is slender and soft, and her flawless skin looks even more moist and shiny in the afterglow of the sunset.
A pair of plump and round breasts stood tall, and Roland could even vaguely see the pink areola and two small nipples under the fabric.
But what Roland didn't expect was that Nightingale did not continue to wear loose clothes.Instead, he reached out and unbuttoned his trouser belt.
The long-planned snap popped up and hit the Nightingale's hand. The 20-centimeter thick giant had completely erected, pointing at the witch's pretty face like a siege hammer.
Nightingale licked the corner of her bright red mouth charmingly and slowly stretched out her hand. Only then did Roland notice that she did not wear leather gloves for normal combat, but a pair of thin black silk gloves. The silk fabric that was soft and smooth like the second layer of skin of the witch was as long as the nightingale's wrist. I don't know which noble woman came from.
Haha, it was the personal belonging of the messenger of the Long Song Fortress last time. It might be his lover's thing. I borrowed it as soon as I saw it was right.The witch's cunning expression was like a female fox, and then, without warning, blew at the closest point.
Luo Lan shivered with pleasure, and her glans, which was about to explode, was stimulated by the warm and sweet feminine aura, and suddenly became excited. A few drops of prostate fluid were immediately oozing out of the magnolia at the front.
The prince thrust his butt quickly and charged towards Nightingale's extremely sexy lips.
A jade hand wrapped in black stockings stretched out a index finger that also included black stockings, and gently tapped the prince's glans, blocking the attack, and the strong stimulation almost made Roland shoot out directly.
Not OK, Your Highness, you must be patient.The nightingale blinked.
Before Roland could speak, she added another thumb, twisted the front end of Roland's swollen male root, and then held the hard and huge whole piece in the palm of her hand and guided it out.
Just looking at my hands being so hard, Your Highness is so lustful... Nightingale is like the succubus that Roland saw in the game in his previous life, teasing the man with words, but his subordinates do not let the other party take advantage at all.
The black stockings of the gloves rubbed Roland's, bringing him an indescribable stimulation.
Nightingale looked up at the prince with a springy face, stroking her palms wrapped in black stockings up and down, while smiling and Roland seemed to be looking forward to his reaction.
Are you comfortable... Your Highness?Although there is a good training for you, Anna and Nanava, they will not be so good at playing, right?
Hu... Hu... Roland was panting like a cow.
The Nightingale continued to tease Roland with her words, while pressing the end urethra with her index finger while rubbing the crown groove with her thumb.
Under her teasing, Roland's gasp became more and more intense, and the swollen and enlarged glans became redder and trembled.
Don't worry, there are more fun.She looked at Roland like a cunning little fox.
Then, quickly use your left hand to form a tight ring to put it on the sensitive root and quickly stroke it up and down. Your right hand uses your soft and silky palms and fingertips to wrap the sensitive glans around and quickly twist your wrists, allowing the glans to rotate continuously in the silky and sticky black silk hand acupoint...
A strong stimulation that had never been experienced came from the top and roots at the same time. The flesh ring formed by the fingers and the hard cavernous body were strongly opposed, slowly and vigorously squeezing out the testicles from the testicles. The glans at the top seemed to be inserted into a rotating black silk hole. The rough friction texture of the fabric directly scratched every corner of the sensitive glans. The first time Roland, who enjoyed the black silk gloves, gritted his teeth and tightened his lower abdomen and did not dare to slack off at all...
Night... Nightingale... Hiss... Your hand~Oh oh oh oh oh oh ~
The numb and bone-eroded sperm pleasure stimulated the prince's brain like an electric shock, and Nightingale felt that her hands were burned with black silk gloves. Her extremely excited hot penis kept trembling in her hands. She continued to serve the penis in various ways, clamping the stick with her wrist and scratching the glans gently flexibly, or her hands were linked with ten fingers, forming an extremely tight black silk hand hole with the tiger's mouth of both hands, and stroking it hard like the airplane cup used in Roland's previous life...
Wooh... Nightingale... I can't do it anymore!!
Not OK yet!
As if he felt that the fingers were not too satisfying, Nightingale turned to lift up the black silk gloves and let Roland get into it.
Taking this opportunity, Roland's bulging rod root finally made close contact with the witch's delicate and soft palms, and the cold temperature of the female palm was also clearly sensible.
Under the inside and outside of the black silk and the witch's hand flesh, Roland, who was held to the limit, could not bear a low roar and shot the first white hair into Nightingale's gloves.
Gu………!Hu... Hu......
Woo, I ejaculated a lot~ my whole hand was sticky... But is this what your highness tastes like? I don't hate it~...
The thick semen filled the witch's gloves with her right hand, making the thin black silk and palm stick to the bright white turbidity.
However, Nightingale didn't mind at all. Instead, she carefully raised her right arm after letting go of Roland's cock, her jade arm pressed against the corner of her mouth, raised her head intoxicatedly, and licked the white liquid flowing down the arm like a sculpture. When the semen in the glove finally dried up, Nightingale pursed her lips as if she was aftertaste and let out a satisfying sigh.
Roland was so tempted that he was so excited that he had just ejaculated once and was restlessly ready to move.
So, does Your Highness want to try this place?The nightingale's eyes rolled when she saw this.
As Roland's gradually calming breathing, Nightingale gently raised her arm and showed her armpits in front of Roland.
The tender and smooth armpits were very white, and the light golden hair was like a newly sprouted grass, embellishing on the beautiful skin.
Huh...huh...and there is still such a fun thing?Roland's eyes suddenly lit up.
Hahaha, if I say that the sisters are more good at playing than me, are you looking forward to it?
It's interesting... Roland only saw some pictures in his previous life, but he was eager to try it out.
How could she use it for me? When she thought about it, she couldn't help but reach out and gently scratch the fleshy and slippery armpits of the Nightingale.
Nightingale couldn't help but blush and giggled a few times, looking at Roland's eyes with a little provocation, then took a deep breath, slowly turned around, allowing the prince who was still standing to admire the smooth and flat beautiful back, then knelt carefully on the floor, turned his back to Roland, and gently clamped the other party's thick one into the armpit of his left arm.
Hmm...
The hardness of the skeleton was slightly felt under the skin, but it was soon covered by the witch's soft arms.
It seemed a bit too long and passed through the warm tunnel formed by the body and the arms like a train. The red glans came out from the other side, making the nightingale facing away from Roland unable to help but look at the penis that was inserted into the deepest part, and her breathing slowly became rapid.
Call Ah, it's really long...
Unable to help sighing, Nightingale gently tightened her armpits, making the prince who couldn't help but move her waist and thrust in her armpit hole feel a tight and comfortable feeling. While fiddling with her right hand, she used her right hand to slim and covered her hair on the thick glans. Her fingers still wearing black silk gloves began to serve the prince's lower body along her wet hair. The comfortable feeling of the smooth and wet hair brushing across her lower body made the prince unable to help but breathe heavily, and the thrusting movement became more intense.
Nightingale, where did you learn this from... Roland regretted it as soon as he said this.
The witch's movements stumbled slightly, and then continued to move around and chat with the sisters... Do you like it...?
Ah... It's so exciting to have sex with your armpits!
Even too intense stimulation.
Nightingale's skin and hair were smooth and delicate than the prince imagined, and she did not tighten the distance between her arms and body with great force. The perfectly wrapped force made Roland feel a violent pleasure, and the comfortable feeling even made him tremble gently.
Not wanting to be controlled by her armpits so simply, Roland bent down slightly along with the pleasure, stroked her head with her left hand, and quietly held the plump breasts with her right hand through her bra. Nightingale was stagnant again, but she had no intention of objection.
Seeing this, the prince, who had become more aggressive, couldn't help but start thrusting hard like he inserted his vagina, rubbing his soft armpits and her fingers and hair holding the glans.
Well, um... Your Highness... It's so intense...
This is a gift to you... Woo, no, it's so cool...
Although I had just ejaculated once, I should have endured this pleasure a little bit to enjoy it for a long time, the novelty of playing that I had never tried before made Roland just want to enjoy the bliss brought to him by the Nightingale's armpits.
Every time she thrust her waist, she would rub her front end against the witch's plump side breasts, and at the same time she was surrounded by the black silk fingers and smooth hair she attached.
It seemed that the armpits were the sensitive parts of the nightingale. In the repeated twitches, her body kept trembling, making noises of panting in the rapid breath, clamping her soft and strong arms tighter, as if she was competing with Roland for who was the first to make the other party climax first.
On the one hand, she didn't want to lose to her sincerity, but on the other hand, she also wanted to feel the pleasure of ejaculation in her heart. Roland couldn't help but stop stroking her head, and instead grabbed Nightingale's slender but strong arms, and began to swing her waist quickly, thrusting her waist, like a beast that had successfully preyed and enjoying her prey to her heart.
After understanding the meaning of the prince's movement, Nightingale's body also cooperated with me to twist, allowing the pleasure of rubbing the genitals with her armpits to maximize.
Although there was no lewd smell of sweat mixed in the room during sex, the breathing of a man and a woman was no less than that of a real-life sex. In such an atmosphere, the pleasure of flowing down like a waterfall was rapidly swelling, and Roland could no longer bear it.
Oh, well... Nightingale, I'm going to cum again...!
She didn't even give her time to react, like a water gun shooting, a huge amount of semen that was no less than the first time squirted out of her fingers under her armpits, sprinkled on the soft body of Nightingale, dyeing the inner side of her armpits, the black silk gloves that were stroking, the breasts wrapped in the bra and the blond hair all dyed a sticky white turbidity.
Well... Your Highness actually ejaculated Ah...
The strong smell of heather in the air stimulated the sensitive nerves of the nightingale, making her tremble excitedly, and a hot and sweet smell came out of her mouth. Her uncovered vagina emitted a stream of love juice, and her body spasmed like an orgasm, as if she was enjoying the behavior of helping the prince with his armpit and his hair.
Roland was gasping while pulling out the flesh from her armpit, which was still white in the urethra, shaking slightly firmly.
Looking at the witch who slowly turned around, her drooping hair and her fair and seductive upper body were shot with sperm, the desire to possess her was even more intense.
Then...this is the end of today's service, Your Highness?
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