Sacred Chevalier

My name is Sophia Volfalto. Cadet of the Holy Knight of the Royal Knights College. For generations, the Wolfalto family has guided the Knights of the Kingdom through their swords. It is said that Dominic Volfalto, the first of the Volfalto family, was a master known as Kensei, but had shown no interest in women at all and had never had a once-in-a-lifetime tantrum about whether the talent of the sword was too brilliant. For this reason, a child born to Elena, the Holy Knight, who was Dominic's sister, succeeded the second generation of the Wolfalto family.

And right now, my Volfalto family is in a similar situation as it was then. Leon Wolfalt, his brother, is a genius called the Resurrection of Kensei, but shows no interest in women at all. From my sister's point of view, my brother is beautiful, and I think I have as many candidates for daughter-in-law as I want to, but my brother has always been with the sword, and I have never seen a scene where a woman is on my side, etc. My father has also made it clear that "Sophia will succeed the Son who was born next to Leon" and it is my duty to be the Holy Knight and to conceive the seed of a strong man.

Of course, I have feelings too. It would be nice to be a Holy Knight (Paladin). But my hero (Chevalier) is going to choose by my will.

I am proud to say that my power as a swordsman is considerable even if it does not extend to my brother. The hero who will be my companion must be strong enough to beat me. And you have to be a respectable personable person. I've always thought so.

"Ahhh..."

To a man's caress, I raise my voice unexpectedly. He rubs my chest with an unpleasant hand and crawls his tongue on the tip. I want you to smoke more...... I held a man's head.

"Ca, caito......"

Yes. The man who is mocking me is a hero (Chevalier) candidate. No, it's good to say that the candidates are practically graduating. Anyway, I gave this man a virgin.

The talent of the sword? I would say devastating. Personality? I've been stabilizing lately, but when I say I'm not anxious, I lie. They welcome three other women to the Holy Knight (Paladin), besides me.

I hear couture and slut. The man's left hand is blaming my lower body. When the middle finger is inserted and the sensitive area is stimulated, the jean pleasure spreads to the lower body and gradually becomes expensive. A man's middle finger can be folded. At that moment, a sensitive part of me was stimulated.

"Hihun Ngu"

It makes me turn my back and leak a whisper. Never abusive. It stimulates me more politely. When tonnes and rhythmically inspired by "soco," they wander into comfort. I have a premonition of the tsunami at its peak.

"Usually the male winner Sophia feels this way is cute too"

"Kuh... cute, etc..."

That's what I said, turn away. I mean it, but I also know that it makes a man even more happy.

"Ahhh... ahhh... dumb... crooked..."

With the supreme hunch, a feeling similar to urinary intent springs up. Xu is screaming with joy. Closed his crotch, trying to contain the man's hand, but in vain. At some point, the man, with his right hand, suppresses both my hands and inserts his legs between his crotches. The movement of the middle finger becomes even more sophisticated and the sound of Kushkush becomes louder. As it is......

"No... ah... leak... ahhh!

Shivering at the top. Strengthen your lower body and try to prevent it somehow. But joy cannot be stopped. My fingers are still moving. I squirm and blow a clear liquid. I get a good look at that.

"Beautiful..."

That's what the man says, but from what I can see, he's going to spray fire with embarrassment. Finally, the tremor stops. But even deeper joy awaits me. I can see my uterus hurting. I want to be ravaged with successful things. I want you to pour in hot seeds. Yes, it is.

It wakes me up. I can finally connect. My chest was stunned.

Until I met this man, I wasn't very aware that I was a woman. But in the last few months, I thought I was a woman. The culprit lies in the hot and hard "sword" in front of me.

"Ah, hot..."

Grab the sword and lick the clear juice seeping out of the tip. I feel a little salty. Carefully crawl your tongue from the stretched cali part to the root. The juice comes out of the tip again, so I suck it out. It is a hateful, loving sword that drives me crazy. Open your mouth. Head up and down, using tongue in mouth to stimulate.

"Humph."

My lower body is irritated and I accidentally groan. In front of a man's face, I'm exposing everything. A man sips on my lower body, completely wet. Sensitive areas are rolled with their tongues and stimulated inside with their fingers.

"Nh... nh... nh"

While I am blamed for my lower body, I continue to serve. Another hole is to blame. He rubs his cunt and entrance, and eventually his fingers break in.

"Hahhhhhhh..."

Let go of my mouth and scream. Even though it is a hole of uncleanness, it has now become another genitalia, which brings joy of sorrow. Every time your fingers are in and out, the zodiac pleasure scorches the wax.

"Sophia, go on..."

That's what I'm urged to do, and I start serving again. Attacked with my tongue, worn with my fingers, my lower body is irresistibly happy. And with that, men are growing. The scent of a stallion seemed to reach my belly.

"Keep it up, I'll get it out."

"F... n..."

Snorts cocklessly to further strengthen tongue movement. The man always releases first into my mouth. Then it connects. I want to indulge in the upper mouth and then taste the lower mouth... that's right. He's a hateful man.

The sword is getting hot. Soon, my mouth will be white and dirty. Move your head as fast as you want it.

(Get it out quickly. Let me drink it quick......)

"Ku......"

The dokun sword trembles and the hot juice spreads in his mouth. Close your eyes and take it. Once, my throat moves again. When you're done letting it go, the man never quiets down. Drink all the juice and then treat it shush. White residue emerges from the tip, so it is also carefully licked and sucked out.

"Come on, now, let me indulge you in the lower mouth."

That's how the man woke up and pushed me down.

"It looks delicious."

The man says so, lifting his tip up and down the entrance. Rub your chest with both hands, stroke from side to side, and grab your hips. I firmly open my crotch and prepare to accept a man.

"Sophia, I'll feed you plenty."

"Eat"...... that's what the man says. Yes, for a man, intercourse is a predatory act. They have sex because they have high libido, as they eat because they are hungry and drink water because they are thirsty. Me too, and the other three, will be the man's "bait" on the bunk.

When you hear that, some will frown. But I am satisfied. "I like it," "I love you"... the man in front of me doesn't say such floating words. But show it in action. Don't miss the insignificant trick, the slightest change. The man notices even after just a few haircuts. Even on the move, it gives me a subtle break when I feel tired. What I value, this man takes care of me, too. Makes my goal my goal. You don't have to say it, you solve it with behavior and attitude. He said he loved and cared for me from the bottom of his heart.

"Eat... kite..."

"Yeah. Here you go ~ su"

Zung hot sword stabbed and I scream sweetly. Firmly through the back, the man hugs me.

"No matter how many times you taste it, it's delicious."

That's what I'm going to say and lay my lips on. I turned my arm around the man's neck.

"Ha... ooh..."

Whenever I get poked in the pants, I whisper. That makes a man expensive, even more, successful. Yes, the man in front of you is not just a man. It is the most powerful hero (Chevalier) with what seems to be infinite vitality. Therefore, I suffer. An endless sense of hunger. A passion that will never be satisfied. For this man, intercourse is as indispensable to life as a meal.

"More... Until I'm satisfied... Eat..."

"Oh... I'll devour you"

I turned my legs on the man's hips, flirting with the joy of the Once or twice, a man is not satisfied. Many, many times, it will release into me. And I gain the protection of a stronger goddess with my best pleasure as a woman.

The patronage of the goddess was genuine. It's not just getting stronger. The palm mame disappeared beautifully. The mole on the tibia is gone. It's the size of my chest that doesn't change, but my buttocks feel rounded and even my eyes feel softer. When I get back to my parents' house, my father or brother will soon notice. She said I became a woman.

"Ah... ah..."

The man whispers in my ear as he rhythmically devours me.

"You are my holy knight. Mine, it's just me..."

A man who cares about me from the bottom of his heart. Stronger than anyone, a successful man. And a man who is too strong, but therefore suffering no one understands. If this man wants, I'll be happy to give him a shovel. Be a "slave" to weaken this man's passion. But if this man's hunger is healed, let him devour himself to the fullest extent he thinks.

"Kaito... Kaito... already..."

"Yikes. Hold on tight."

I get the last punch, and my fetus gets hot. I reach grandeur, too.

"Ahhh!"

My back trembles. My uterus is twitching and I'm drinking up a man's child. Despite the earlier release, a large amount of lava fills the fetus. If you rock your body, you'll hear a tap tap.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The man sighed contentedly. But the sword in me releases an abominable presence. They must be looking for a "replacement". Look, I'm starting to move again...

At the man's request, I hugged him again.