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Chapter 72: Get ready and head to the next world!(five)

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Olika is almost the strongest woman around me, but she is also the Dark Elf Queen who cried the most in my arms. The delicate sob made me feel infinite love. I hugged her hot body tightly and pressed her skin tightly. I kissed her tears without any hesitation, and hugged her butt tightly and kneaded vigorously.

Love and carnality were used together. Soon I felt that Olika's body was in a state, and the vagina below was secreting very strongly.

While teasing her, I couldn't keep calm. Whenever I listened to the dark elf queen's panting with a crying voice, I felt that my cock would be stronger and hotter, so I kept rubbing the black and tender flesh on Olika's thighs with the well-developed weapon, making her realize that I was just in heat for her.

You...well...Don't lick Ah... Other people's tears must be very bitter...

Then you cry a few times. I don’t think women cry the most. The more you cry, the more excited I will be...

He actually used women's tears as aphrodisiac... You are really unmatched in terms of perverts...

Olika blushed and reached out to comfort the red iron rod between my crotch. Although it was not the first time she had come into contact with this thing, compared to serving me as a sex slave before, she felt very unfamiliar with touching her this time, and even felt like she had the first time touching her cock.

It’s not that I need to use her to vent my sexual desire, but that Olika took the initiative to ask for love to me for the sake of her children. This state is rare in her. I don’t mean that she is not charming enough when she is usually my toilet, but now this state of being in love with me, like a mandarin duck, really makes me harder than simply having a toilet that I only know how to cater to!

If you have the opportunity to play pure love, who can do evil work!

Your Majesty... Can you let the slave take the initiative tonight?

Yes, I just like the way you ride on me and twist your butt.

Then... Then today I will ride your dragon root and dance for you all night...

I held Olika's body and turned over, and let the Dark Elf Queen stand tall in front of me again, and straddle my cock and roll back and forth.

The wet honey clam was carefully oiling my gun. If Olika said she would serve me in a riding position all night, this kind of foreplay must not be missing. You must make sure that it can be slippery enough to insert it into her body.

With the help of her guns for me, I couldn't help but touch the dark elf queen's slutty butt and tease her:

Hehe... You are working night shifts with me tonight, so don't have to work day shifts tomorrow?

The work during the day...it doesn't matter if you hand it over to your trusted subordinates... They have always done nothing worse than slaves...Wu Wave comes in Wave Wave

Hey... you bitches, now you are lazy than the other...

I held Olika's buttocks and let her gradually swallow my cock in the dark bedroom. She twisted gently. Olika seemed to see that I was a little tired. She didn't use the technique of twisting her waist and tightening her vagina to give me too much stimulation. She just rode on me and twisted, like a dancing butterfly, which made me feel more and more comfortable while sleepy. After only ten minutes of doing it, she simply hugged her and leaned on me as a quilt. Soon she started to snore.

Good morning, Your Majesty... Did you sleep well last night?

The next morning, Olika was still lying on me, pressing me with her elastic body, making me feel very proud, and unconsciously reached out to touch her smooth and moist black skin ass.

It's very cool, little bitch...wow!You are so diligent this night.

I probably knew from Olika's lustful but very tired eyes that she hadn't slept all night after I fell asleep last night, this bitch was held in my arms. Although my upper body acted as my human quilt and could not move, the lower body was not restricted. The fat butt that was inserted into my cock twisted on me like a clockwork, without any slackness.

I reached out and touched it casually at the junction with Olika. The sticky gum substance that seemed to be like a cake covered my fingers. Obviously, her efforts to squeeze last night made me ejaculate several times of semen in my sleep, all of which were sprayed into her body without any consciousness.

Hehe, I said why I kept dreaming last night? It turned out that it was the credit of you, the little bitch.

So... in Your Majesty's dream, is there a place for slaves?

Of course there is!I enjoy this wonderful dream with you.Listen to me to tell you Ah...

I had a dream of no trace. I remember sleeping very well last night, but I don’t remember how I felt good. But this did not delay me making up a story to coax the woman who served me all night. Olika listened to me telling me how to have sex with her in the sea of ​​flowers, and with the blessing of dreams, and indulging in lust all over the world, I couldn’t help but laugh happily.

Did Your Majesty really dream of having sex with his slave while flying in the sky?I am very worried about whether I can cooperate with you at that time, after all... I am a little afraid of heights.

What does that matter? Anyway, you are just a container that I have to fill with semen, and I serve you all the time.But after knowing that you are afraid of heights... I might really fly to the sky to do it with you in the future, and scare you by the way, to see if you can put a "golden rain" on the earth below...

puff!Haha... that scene must be terrible. Everyone will hide from the slave's incontinence urine, right?

That's not necessarily the case. As far as I know, fans of a certain e-sports club like it very much...

Olika rarely laughs because she is happy, not sure if it is because of her reservedness as a dark elf queen or other reasons.

But her smile made me feel very comfortable, and it could even be said that I was rippling in my heart, which felt like I was giving everything to protect this woman's smile.

There are many monarchs in Chinese and foreign history who do ridiculous things to make a beautiful woman smile.

Although I am used as a lowly slave, Olika is not under the legendary demonic concubines who harm the country and the people...

Then do you want to rest now?Just like we agreed yesterday, you slept in at home this morning, and I did the work for you.

Um?Are you going to do the accounts?Not that it's impossible, it's just...

Nothing but, that's it.Now let me spoil my cute little black skin queen...

I kissed Olika's lips and pressed her under her and fucked her violently.

The Dark Elf Queen who had been twisting on me for a whole night had accumulated a lot of sexual desire. With the passage of physical strength and spiritual relaxation, Olika quickly lost her mind happily under my strong force and hard work. Before I could ejaculate, I fainted so much, which made me feel the joy of rape of the queen.

I'll cum to you, my little demon concubine...

The semen was pressed and ejaculated under my hard work. After injecting another burst of morning semen into Olika's already filled pussy, he could finally put it down and go to wash up with a refreshed look.

Speaking of reading books, the audit work is actually very boring. I don’t have any special habits to take such a chore for myself.

The reason why I took the initiative to ask Olika to take care of her accounts for her for a long time when she was resting was because I have never asked about this since I handed it over to her. Another reason is that Olika's office environment is modern and high-end. As a space environment, it is very suitable for me and the female slaves who cannot play at home. Moreover, the assistant girls I equipped her with are also quite beautiful and have a special taste to play.

Good morning, Master Givenchy.

I asked Xiaomei to take care of me to wash up, and then hugged the little bitch who had my ass clipped with my semen in her asshole and came to Olika's office to meet the little babies I had always been jealous but had no chance to favor.

In front of me, several young girls in black uniforms knelt on the ground to pay tribute to me. Even if they couldn't see their faces, just glance at their delicate figures and you would know that these girls are very good as females, and it would be very comfortable to hold them in your arms and play with them.

Don't give me a gift, come here.

I hugged Xiaomei and sat on the boss chair that Olika usually made. Looking at the two rows of girls standing beside me, I couldn't help but remember the days when they were made, these black lower servants that were exclusively for the Dark Elf Queen were designed by Olika and I. They were cold, dignified and efficient. Although they were all young and pretty girls in terms of appearance, they had high efficiency that ordinary humans could not match in their work, and they were even more like robots than my tactical humanoid troops. At least when I was working, I could not see any emotion and desire from their cold faces.

Master, I wonder what important things you have when you came here today?What services do we need to provide for you?

The woman in the lead dressed in a decent maid outfit, tied her long black hair into two meatball buns and topped her ears, looking cute and capable.

She bowed and bowed to me when she asked me, not daring to look at me, so that her uncontrollable sense of oppression caused me to be discomfort, and as a servant, every move was quite appropriate.

In the small dark room, women wear whatever they want, but only the "maid outfit" is a simple black and white uniform that must be recognized by Sebastian. It represents her business ability in serving, loyalty and love for the master, and enthusiasm for work, which meets the highest standards required by the demon steward. She is the waiter who can be named "perfect" and the servant of the devil king.

Although the succubus in my arms is not bad in terms of charm, as a "maid", she is indeed incomparable to the woman in front of her. Her skills in serving her master are too amateur except for sex.

Olika is ill today and needs a long rest. I just happened to have time to come here to see it. But I want to ask you for advice. If it were Olika, what kind of work would she do? Miss "Agent"?

The perfect waiter did not seem to have a common name, but like a machine, he used the code name "Agent" and claimed that he was the agent of Olika's command and restraining work on the subordinate servants as his name.

Because the dispatch authority of the tactical humanoid troops is in Browning's hands. Although I asked Type 95 to help Olika deal with internal affairs, it was just a training for her financial business capabilities. If she borrowed more personnel from Browning, she would inevitably have a dispute with her two women, and the members of the humanoid team did not know whose orders were followed at important moments.

As the saying goes, there are no two tigers in one mountain. In order to avoid any conflict between Olika and Browning due to the dispatch of their opponents' soldiers, I used the materials from the Girls' Frontline game to Olika to have another private army. In addition to assisting her in work, I also meant to protect her as a traditional mage. In terms of investment, it is not less than the tactical humanoid troops.

And those girls I chose to create are the enemies who stand opposite the players in the Girl Frontline game, and the main target of the game's early game, "Iron Blood Manifestation".

If Lord Olika says, I will warm up this time to read and wait for Lord Dimiucos to submit the report on the consumption of soul energy last night. If you need it, I will prepare the magic scroll she often read for you, and then make a cup of coffee for you?

There is no need for magic scrolls. Give me a cup of coffee, it should be stronger and there is no need to add sugar.

Yes, young master.

Women have their own advantages. I certainly like the bitches who cannot be generalized and who will throw themselves into their arms and offer their love to me. And maids like agents who are indifferent and have no emotional elements to see will also have a different taste to appreciate.

I held Xiao Mei in my arms, and while playing with her soft body, I swept the rest of the "iron-blooded humanoids" with my eyes: "scarecrow", "executioner", "hunter", "disturbator"...

I have to say that these creatures with higher mechanization of tactical humanoids match Olika's dark queen in appearance and temperament. Even if the characters in completely different works are put together, there is no sense of incongruity. They probably get along well with each other.

Master, please use your coffee slowly.

The efficiency of the agent is not only implemented in the personality setting I edited for her, but also gave me a full understanding in my actions. After supporting her, I put my hand into Xiaomei's short skirt and played with this sensitive little succubus in front of many iron-blooded humanoids, watching her look flushed in my pretty face.

When the agent made coffee for me and delivered it to me, my hands were not warming up between the bitch's legs. I think this maid had mastered Olika's lifestyle and did a lot of work in the preparation of service. She only needed minimal temporary treatment to meet my changed needs.

Well, then you guys are there for a while...

Come on, Master.

I pulled my hand out from under Xiao Mei's skirt and touched the cup handed over by the agent.

However, just as I was about to let her go, the maid who had been expressionless suddenly frowned, grabbed me before my fingers touched the coffee cup, and advised me with a serious expression:

You shouldn't touch any filth with your fingers before eating. This habit is very bad. Not only will the residual smell on your fingers affect the original mellow aroma of the coffee, but it is also very unhygienic and inconsistent with your identity. Doing this outside will make people laugh at it...

This was the first time I was chanted by a maid. The agent's submissive but very tough tone made me feel unresponsive for a while, so I kept looking at her in a daze. Perhaps in her eyes, this was a signal that I was waiting for her to handle for me.

Immediately afterwards, I saw how a "perfect" maid resolved this embarrassing situation.

Please allow me to deal with it for the young master.It's rude...

The agent knelt on one knee in front of me, took my finger and sent it to my mouth without hesitation, and helped me lick the succulent vaginal fluid sticking on it to clean. I have to say that just now, her direct stopping me from touching coffee made Xiaomei's face look a little ugly. Although the vaginal fluid under the woman could not stick to the tableware no matter how much she said, she would tell her this directly in front of the person involved, which would definitely make Xiaomei unable to come down. Maybe the two would have some gaps in the future and might affect their friendship.

However, the agent now helped me clean my fingers by licking, which left Xiaomei with nothing to say. She put her identity at the lowest point and treated herself as a rag for the master's aftermath, and had no intention of despising Xiaomei, the maid senior.

After licking the vaginal fluid from my hand, the agent took out a real handkerchief and wiped it dry. Then he stood up and stood in the queue on both sides of the desk waiting for my further instructions. As a maid, he was good at doing things and not doing things and was indeed worth learning from Xiaomei.

What a great Ah, whether it's coffee or the girls here...

The hot drink was sucked into my stomach, and the warm liquid dissipated my own heat to my limbs, which made me feel more awake than when I first came.

To be honest, if you play a role like "maid", you have to play an agent with a straightforward and elegant high-end products that always maintain their grace and elegance.

Although the succubus maid in my arms looks and figure, it is not as good as this professional player, and it also keeps my eyes on the agent's beautiful figure, and I temporarily lose some interest in the soft and fragrant jade in my arms.

Agent, come to me.

Yes, young master.

The iron-blooded maid walked to me, letting me stroke her thighs with my magic hands through the hem of her skirt.

This time, the agent did not say anything to stop me from being presumptuous. I wonder if Olika had given them an order not to refuse my intimacy, so that I could blaspheme these mechanical dolls dressed in human skin at will.

Speaking of which, Olika has not been working for this job for a long time. I think the current capital flow accounts in the Xiao Black House should not be much, right?Do you want to help me check it out?

Does the young master want to review the accounts?Please wait, I will prepare for you now...

You don’t have to move, just let them hand it over to you. That little girl with a great figure and long hair with twin ponytails is your name “Otabola”, right?Go and help me get the account book and read it to me.

Yes, young master.

The maid was left in place for me to play with, and the girl named "Oritosnake" took a transparent tablet according to my order, and after turning on the screen, she began to report to me:

On X-X, Soul Energy earned a total of 9,744,986, of which 9,720,000 were used to build the magic palace consumables, with a construction progress of 5%, and a daily expense of 20,000...

Olika's account book seems to have been recorded since the day I appointed her. At that time, the small dark room didn't want to be so spectacular now. When it was just renovated, the consumption of materials and soul energy flowed very much from the beginning.

I listened to the report of "Oritosnake". Although I couldn't remember whether the content on the account was accurate, it sounded very good just to recall the past.

What's more, my palms are not idle, and I have been enjoying the tender thighs of the agent's lady.