As the saying goes, long separation is better than a newlywed.
The same is true for Roland, who has been away from Anna and Nightingale for a long time. In the past few days after returning, he has been lingering with the two, especially in the Dream World, where they have developed many erotic ways of playing.
As he turned his eyes, Roland stood naked in the corridor of the castle. He walked down the stairs and heard a noise from the garden. Roland slowly walked over.
The sun was bright in the garden, and the original cement production brick house was steaming. Roland used the clone technique to create more than a dozen workers dressed in dirty clothes gathered in front of the door, staring at the door of the brick house, looking forward to waiting for something.
Soon, Roland knew what the Rolands were waiting for. Anna walked out of the brick house with dust and the workers around her quickly surrounded her.
Several workers were holding towels in their hands, concentrating on helping Anna scrub her body, and Anna seemed to be the same. After several big hands were holding towels and wiped their arms, spine, thighs, etc., they actively opened their arms and spread their thighs so that those big hands could penetrate deeper.
The delicate and beautiful breasts stand upright, blooming with beauty freely, allowing a few big hands to stroke it. The elastic breasts are pressed in by the rough fingers, and then the fingers leave and then pop back. The pink nipples look brighter and more shiny after being wiped.
In order to wipe it to the middle of the breasts, the two nipples were pinched, pulled apart to both sides, and then one hand reached the middle and continued to wipe it. Anna's pair of beautiful breasts was mercilessly mercilessly, and the wonderful touch was transmitted into his brain through several big hands.
At the same time, Anna's smooth lower body was also taken care of, her plump buttocks were spread open, her two fat and tender lip were also pulled up, and her tight anus and vagina were repeatedly wiped.
After the towel left, several more fingers touched in, and the thick knuckles squeezed in directly along the two narrow holes until the entire finger penetrated deep.
Roland controlled her body and walked forward, and Anna also surrounded everyone and came to a bed. Anna's beautiful face was still calm, and her eyes looked at Roland like a quiet lake. Her beautiful body lay on a naked Roland's body, and an erect body was eager to try between Anna's legs.
The fingers that penetrated into Anna's body were pulled out with slippery mucus and dripped on the thick one bit by bit.
The man under him reached out to support Anna's anus that had not yet closed, and pressed up. Anna's face was flushed, and her huge glans slowly disappeared, until her lower abdomen covered with pubic hair hit her snow-white buttocks heavily.
Anna looked at Roland who was moving slowly forward, with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to separate her labia, revealing her delicate flesh, as if she was inviting Roland to enter.
Roland lowered her head, and the feeling shared by her many clones made her lower body hard as iron. Suddenly, a white and tender hand stretched out from behind and held the hot one. Roland tried hard to turn her face and only saw the golden hair. Is it the Nightingale?
More Roland could no longer see it. The little hand held him and aimed at Anna's hole. A force came gently from behind. With Anna's comfortable moan, Roland felt that she was wrapped in layers of tight honey flesh, and a strong pleasure rushed to her mind.
At the same time, Roland could even feel the repeated movements of Anna's anus through the layer of flesh wall.
Roland's hands had already grasped Anna's thighs, and her lower body began to go in and out with another one.
Anna looked at Roland with loving eyes, but a sudden appearance of Roland hit Anna's cheek. Anna didn't care, but turned her head and took the one into her mouth.
Roland's mind was in chaos. He watched Anna hold the unknown Roland in her mouth and stutter, and occasionally fiddle with her urethra with her fragrant tongue. The pleasure of entering the anus, honey hole, and mouth hole at the same time pouring into her mind. He was full of excitement, but the movements under him were even more fierce, and he was sprinting faster and faster on Anna's honey hole. The reddish flesh was brought in and out, full of white foam.
Finally, Roland felt the feeling to the extreme, as if a flash of lightning pierced from the tailbone along the spine into her mind, and her lower body kept spraying thick semen. When Roland ejaculated the semen, the one that enjoyed Anna's verbal service also ejaculated semen. Anna's little mouth could not be wrapped at all. After ejaculated a few strands in her mouth, the rest was all shot on her face and chest. Anna enjoyed her face and swallowed the semen in her mouth, and then continued to sweep the semen on her face and chest into her mouth with her fingers.
Looking at Anna who was so lewd in front of her, another Roland pushed herself away, and then another one replaced her position, dipped in a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, and entered Anna's vagina again.
Sharing the feeling of other Roland, listening to Anna's moans in front of him, Roland's eyes darkened, and all the sounds disappeared. When the glory appeared again in his vision, he found himself standing outside the door of a house. It was late at night, and only a bright moonlight was falling.
In the quiet night, only wonderful sounds came from the door.
Roland pushed open the door, and the dilapidated wooden door made a loud noise when it opened, but this did not disturb the people in the house. The moonlight falling from the window hit the white body. The plump back was sitting on a man's body and swaying with his body, curly blonde hair shaking, and a low moan came from the cherry mouth. It was the nightingale.
Roland walked forward, and the man lying on the bed looked exactly the same as him, holding Nightingale's breasts tightly with both hands, and the lower body disappeared from Nightingale's crotch.
Once again, he pressed his plump buttocks on Roland's lower abdomen. Nightingale turned her head and looked at Roland. Her delicate body reflected the moonlight, and her beautiful red lips held a finger of the man.
Nightingale bent down and pressed her plump chest on Roland's face, but also exposed the two of them's tightly connected lower bodies. The thick whole piece was immersed in the delicate vagina, while Roland's eyes were on the slightly opened and closed anus.
Feeling the nightingale's honey hole coming from Roland at the same time, holding the snow-white buttocks in both hands, Roland stretched out his tongue and licked the nightingale's hazel anus.
Then, Roland pressed his body on the back of the Nightingale, like a sandwich, and together with Roland below, he clamped the Nightingale firmly in the middle. The one under him also slid into the nightingale's anus through the lubrication of the previous saliva. With such a smoothness, even if it is not lubricated, it will enter very smoothly.
Nightingale changed her posture slightly, and the soft flesh on her chest squeezed into two pieces of meat pie on Roland's chest, but she had already started kissing him. The two tongues intertwined each other, and the saliva that was pulling silver threads kept stirring.
At this moment, Roland only wanted more in his mind, and his lower body was thrusting mechanically. The moment he ejaculated, the whole world became dark again.
Afterwards, Roland revisited the scene of Ana raping in the dungeon, but this time there were two Rolands, and sometimes the nightingale would join in, and the three of them set foot on the peak of joy together.
The same is true for Roland, who has been away from Anna and Nightingale for a long time. In the past few days after returning, he has been lingering with the two, especially in the Dream World, where they have developed many erotic ways of playing.
As he turned his eyes, Roland stood naked in the corridor of the castle. He walked down the stairs and heard a noise from the garden. Roland slowly walked over.
The sun was bright in the garden, and the original cement production brick house was steaming. Roland used the clone technique to create more than a dozen workers dressed in dirty clothes gathered in front of the door, staring at the door of the brick house, looking forward to waiting for something.
Soon, Roland knew what the Rolands were waiting for. Anna walked out of the brick house with dust and the workers around her quickly surrounded her.
Several workers were holding towels in their hands, concentrating on helping Anna scrub her body, and Anna seemed to be the same. After several big hands were holding towels and wiped their arms, spine, thighs, etc., they actively opened their arms and spread their thighs so that those big hands could penetrate deeper.
The delicate and beautiful breasts stand upright, blooming with beauty freely, allowing a few big hands to stroke it. The elastic breasts are pressed in by the rough fingers, and then the fingers leave and then pop back. The pink nipples look brighter and more shiny after being wiped.
In order to wipe it to the middle of the breasts, the two nipples were pinched, pulled apart to both sides, and then one hand reached the middle and continued to wipe it. Anna's pair of beautiful breasts was mercilessly mercilessly, and the wonderful touch was transmitted into his brain through several big hands.
At the same time, Anna's smooth lower body was also taken care of, her plump buttocks were spread open, her two fat and tender lip were also pulled up, and her tight anus and vagina were repeatedly wiped.
After the towel left, several more fingers touched in, and the thick knuckles squeezed in directly along the two narrow holes until the entire finger penetrated deep.
Roland controlled her body and walked forward, and Anna also surrounded everyone and came to a bed. Anna's beautiful face was still calm, and her eyes looked at Roland like a quiet lake. Her beautiful body lay on a naked Roland's body, and an erect body was eager to try between Anna's legs.
The fingers that penetrated into Anna's body were pulled out with slippery mucus and dripped on the thick one bit by bit.
The man under him reached out to support Anna's anus that had not yet closed, and pressed up. Anna's face was flushed, and her huge glans slowly disappeared, until her lower abdomen covered with pubic hair hit her snow-white buttocks heavily.
Anna looked at Roland who was moving slowly forward, with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to separate her labia, revealing her delicate flesh, as if she was inviting Roland to enter.
Roland lowered her head, and the feeling shared by her many clones made her lower body hard as iron. Suddenly, a white and tender hand stretched out from behind and held the hot one. Roland tried hard to turn her face and only saw the golden hair. Is it the Nightingale?
More Roland could no longer see it. The little hand held him and aimed at Anna's hole. A force came gently from behind. With Anna's comfortable moan, Roland felt that she was wrapped in layers of tight honey flesh, and a strong pleasure rushed to her mind.
At the same time, Roland could even feel the repeated movements of Anna's anus through the layer of flesh wall.
Roland's hands had already grasped Anna's thighs, and her lower body began to go in and out with another one.
Anna looked at Roland with loving eyes, but a sudden appearance of Roland hit Anna's cheek. Anna didn't care, but turned her head and took the one into her mouth.
Roland's mind was in chaos. He watched Anna hold the unknown Roland in her mouth and stutter, and occasionally fiddle with her urethra with her fragrant tongue. The pleasure of entering the anus, honey hole, and mouth hole at the same time pouring into her mind. He was full of excitement, but the movements under him were even more fierce, and he was sprinting faster and faster on Anna's honey hole. The reddish flesh was brought in and out, full of white foam.
Finally, Roland felt the feeling to the extreme, as if a flash of lightning pierced from the tailbone along the spine into her mind, and her lower body kept spraying thick semen. When Roland ejaculated the semen, the one that enjoyed Anna's verbal service also ejaculated semen. Anna's little mouth could not be wrapped at all. After ejaculated a few strands in her mouth, the rest was all shot on her face and chest. Anna enjoyed her face and swallowed the semen in her mouth, and then continued to sweep the semen on her face and chest into her mouth with her fingers.
Looking at Anna who was so lewd in front of her, another Roland pushed herself away, and then another one replaced her position, dipped in a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, and entered Anna's vagina again.
Sharing the feeling of other Roland, listening to Anna's moans in front of him, Roland's eyes darkened, and all the sounds disappeared. When the glory appeared again in his vision, he found himself standing outside the door of a house. It was late at night, and only a bright moonlight was falling.
In the quiet night, only wonderful sounds came from the door.
Roland pushed open the door, and the dilapidated wooden door made a loud noise when it opened, but this did not disturb the people in the house. The moonlight falling from the window hit the white body. The plump back was sitting on a man's body and swaying with his body, curly blonde hair shaking, and a low moan came from the cherry mouth. It was the nightingale.
Roland walked forward, and the man lying on the bed looked exactly the same as him, holding Nightingale's breasts tightly with both hands, and the lower body disappeared from Nightingale's crotch.
Once again, he pressed his plump buttocks on Roland's lower abdomen. Nightingale turned her head and looked at Roland. Her delicate body reflected the moonlight, and her beautiful red lips held a finger of the man.
Nightingale bent down and pressed her plump chest on Roland's face, but also exposed the two of them's tightly connected lower bodies. The thick whole piece was immersed in the delicate vagina, while Roland's eyes were on the slightly opened and closed anus.
Feeling the nightingale's honey hole coming from Roland at the same time, holding the snow-white buttocks in both hands, Roland stretched out his tongue and licked the nightingale's hazel anus.
Then, Roland pressed his body on the back of the Nightingale, like a sandwich, and together with Roland below, he clamped the Nightingale firmly in the middle. The one under him also slid into the nightingale's anus through the lubrication of the previous saliva. With such a smoothness, even if it is not lubricated, it will enter very smoothly.
Nightingale changed her posture slightly, and the soft flesh on her chest squeezed into two pieces of meat pie on Roland's chest, but she had already started kissing him. The two tongues intertwined each other, and the saliva that was pulling silver threads kept stirring.
At this moment, Roland only wanted more in his mind, and his lower body was thrusting mechanically. The moment he ejaculated, the whole world became dark again.
Afterwards, Roland revisited the scene of Ana raping in the dungeon, but this time there were two Rolands, and sometimes the nightingale would join in, and the three of them set foot on the peak of joy together.
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