Sacred Chevalier

With his lips overlaid, he is pushed down by a bench. The white shellfish button is removed and the man's left hand dives in. Lift and start rubbing your breasts together.

"Ah!"

There was a stimulus when I said it was from above the bra. I accidentally leak my voice.

"Shh, wow... Emmanuel's breasts, they're so big..."

"No... just call me 'Emma' now..."

"Emma......"

The man nodded joyfully and has layered his lips again. Turn your arms around the man's neck and hug and close. The man's hand moves more intensely. I'm going to rub it as if it were a pinch. What a disgusting touch. Is this how my daughter was rubbed, too? Passionate, then rationality gradually melted into the hand of the man who attacked me in detail.

Kate was trembling with emotion. That breast is more than I've ever seen, and even outweighs Roxanne. The elasticity characteristic of a ripe woman, the incense of tickling her nostrils, even over the brassiere, was the same as that of Roxanne. If she had lived, ten years from now she must have been like a beautiful mature woman in front of her.

"Emma, show me more"

Unbutton quickly and peel out the two fruits. Shifting the brassiere so as to push it up with both hands, the soft meat freely reshaped and revealed itself. The bright white pulp on the fat is soft everywhere, and that's not so shapely that I don't think I've had a child. The larger milk wheel was also pale, and the tip was hard as a tung. If there is a man who does not become a beast when he sees it, it must be impossible.

Place your hands on both breasts and grip to wrap. I get the illusion that my fingers are going in everywhere. Turn and rub to knead, indulging in its softness and elasticity. A sweet voice begins to leak out of the mouth of a beautiful mature woman. Sensitive to being this big is no different from Roxanne. The origin of that wonderful flesh is in front of us. Kate couldn't stand it anymore. of large fruit, sucking on its tip.

"Amen!

There is a slight incense of milk in the flesh odor characteristic of the mature woman. Kate narrowed her eyes and sucked up her breasts. Lifting her head as she sucks, her big breasts lift. When I let go of my mouth, I shake it tappingly and go back to normal. I admired this breast. I've always admired these breasts since I first met them in front of her grave. I want to devour this breast as much as I want this limb to. Such inferiority was smoking all the time.

But Kate had a cruel attitude toward her mother, Emmanuel, regardless of her daughter, Adrienne. I kept smoking inferiority under control all the time.

(Can I hold Roxanne's mother?

Lilia and Claire are "former saints". By being held by Kite, he expresses the power of the Holy Knight. The Male Whorehouse is a side business for money earners and at the same time a place to study to learn sexual skills. So the four Sacred Knights were convinced, too. They will also understand that Adrienne is the fifth person.

But the beautiful mature woman in front of her, as if Roxanne were about ten years old, is a widow and "common woman". Holding her won't make you a holy knight. I'm not a money earner or a study. Just with my own desire, hold her. Will the other women understand that? Those strays were in the kite.

(But I can't ask you to put up with this!

I stopped getting lost. I'll apologize later. Now you just have to be obsessed with the meat in front of you. That's right, brace your stomach. Suck on the chupa-chupa and chest, bury your head in the valley and enjoy the elasticity, white-soft meat. Each time Emmanuel gave a brilliant whisper, which further stirred his appetite.

Emmanuel had gained his first senses in caressing his chest until he was obstinate. I know I had a loving family with my husband who died four years ago, but the weekly evening fortune wasn't that passionate. I had been invited by some men since I was widowed, but I didn't expect them until my daughters nestled in splendour. There was certainly the aspect of coming out to Wang Capital and seeking a newfound encounter.

"Ha."

When I get my teeth up on the tip, I tremble with bicum. A young man his daughter's age is obsessed with a violin that has only been touched by her late husband. It makes your nose rough, but the arrangement is never abusive. The more polite and gentle. The moment they look at his armpit, he reacts like a lightning bolt ran on his armpit.

(Ah... did you get such a nice tip? The four girlfriends, like every day, like this......)

The comfort seemed to melt away. But Emmanuel will learn more from this. I can't imagine an ocean of senses being so vast and so deep...

Quickly strip away Emmanuel's clothes. The way a naked widow lay in a bench was even somewhere artistic. Take off your clothes in a hurry myself. Beautiful widow's eyes nailed to a roll pointing upwards.

"Come on, now I want to taste Emma's (below)"

Lean against the back of the bench and lift the back of both knees with a gooey lift to open left and right. The aromatic incense of ripe meat gave me an appetite. Like Roxanne, the shame hairs are shaved beautifully.

"Beautiful. It's not shaped, it's barely colored."

"Ah, shy"

Emmanuel is shy of dislikes. But the appearance of shame only made the vile taste of the stallion exorbitant. Burying his face in the widow's garden, he became obsessed and sipped honey. If you dive your middle finger on your left hand, you will get tangled with the net. Compared to the Holy Knights, the tightness was not strong, but the tweezers were wonderful.

"Looks delicious... I want to eat it soon"

Roll the granulation with your tongue as you move your middle finger in and out. Stimulating the pubic bone from the inside further overflowed the gravy. Emmanuel gasps backwards many times. I must have never been pleased like this by a man before. But not since today. I'll devour every inch of this wonderful limb and carve in the delights of meat.

"Hmmm... Hmmm..."

To the polite and passionate caress Emmanuel had reached many times. My head is turning bright white and I can't think of anything anymore. Ever since I lost my husband, I was solaced by myself when I really learned how lonely I was at night. But I don't know how pleasant it is. I dye my cheeks thin red, and I tremble a pickle with a trance look. It sounds niche and slutty.

"Ha ha."

Now two fingers, they're breaking in. Start moving to please the meat even more. It comes out of the womb again expensive. The twitch trembles and ascends to the top of the But when the finger was about to hang on the customer, the finger was accidentally pulled out.

"Ahhh... ahhh... what are you doing?"

I scream out of the blue. My uterus was screaming for some quick stimulation. In the meantime, desire is raging insanely. Forgetting that she was also a widow, the roll of a stallion was offered in front of Emma, who had become one of her exasperated. And keep it up, sit dozzy next to Emma.

"Emma... if you want it, you come from yourself"

That's what I say, leaning on my back. Emmanuel could no longer contend with the desire of the devil. Become kneeling on the sofa and cross, dripping potatoes and horny water.

"Oh... I can't believe it came from me..."

(Was I such a slut? Even though Adrienne is here. To the man that that kid calls his brother and aspires to be that saint knight, my mother me...... but I want it)

Hang your hands on Kate's shoulder. Even though I'm lost in reason, I get to ask for it on my own. The tip of the roll hits the entrance to the garden.

(Much bigger than my husband's, fatter... if it gets inserted...)

There will be no more excuses for tonight, etc. Emmanuel was so sure. Whenever the man in front of me asks for it, he starts offering it. It engraves the joy of the flesh and captivates the carnal desire, and becomes the sexual slave of the only man who gives it that pleasure.

(Roxanne, Adrienne...... sorry. I can't stand it anymore)

My knee lost its strength and my hips fell. Hot, hard stuff broke in all at once.

"Ha!

At the top of the day, Emmanuel raised his jaw and whispered.

Big breasts, like watermelons, are moving up and down rhythmically. I'm not moving at all. Emmanuel is using his knees and hips to devour the pleasure of being offended in the womb.

(Huh... Nice view. Plus the meat tastes good. Exactly. The tightness is not that strong, but the movement of the wax is great. Neda says she wants a child.)

The flavour of ripe meat that swayed through the trout was more than Kite expected. I've been dreaming of this day since I first met you that day. It is with the utmost pleasure to develop young and beautiful women little by little from the torso. But the ripe flesh of the elderly mature woman had a different delight.

"Well, it's time for me to get some real food too."

Pushing up from the bottom, the gasp became even more dazzling. Kate grabs her hips with both hands and blames her from the bottom as she moves. Then something like Shizukuishi flew in my face. When I look at it, my nipples are glowing terratella.

"... for a moment"

Suck on your swinging breasts as you inflate your chest and roll to expectations. With the incense of milk, the pale, sweet secretory juice spread in his mouth. Emmanuel also noticed a change in his temper.

"Huh? Oh, no... I can't believe your milk."

"Wonderful! It's great, Emma. Let me drink more."

Kate became obsessed and squashed. Pull your nipples out and stretch your breasts. Eagle from the bottom and squeeze.

"No! If they suck so much... Feel it."

Emmanuel reached his peak again with the pleasure of being pierced rigidly and even milked.

Stay seated on the couch, now connect from behind. Enjoy the scent of bright dark hair and crawl your tongue from a sweaty noose to your neck. Turn your left hand from behind, gripping and stretching your breasts so big that they're about to rip off. On his right hand he holds an empty tea bowl and stands at the tip of his nipple.

"Ahhh! No milk, don't milk it..."

Pisch's breast milk blows out and fills the tea bowl. While milked, Emmanuel's hips don't stop moving. Kate put the vessel on the side desk. Look behind a mature woman who moves unconsciously as she glows as she slips through her back. Another one, got a great one. Its sense of conquest, its sense of accomplishment makes the roll expensive. Once again, Kate hugged Emmanuel from behind.

"It's time for me to limit myself. Come on, let's stick together. Give me Emma's coco..."

That's what I say, stroking my lower abdomen under my umbilical cord.

"... I'll fill you with tape tape"

Zung up and wear the mouth of the uterus. Emmanuel also used his knees to raise and lower his chin. I'll support your hips so you don't get sloppy. Big breasts shake brutally and translucent emulsions spill. Emmanuel had a tantrum. He shakes his dark hair and devours fleshy delights with a beastly whisper. That was the same for Kite. Taste the ripe meatballs of the trout, hugging them from the back and enjoying the soft meat touch.

The roll starts to swell. The movement of the vibrations also becomes even more delicate, encouraging ejaculation. I don't need to hesitate. I'll pour it into the womb of a superb mature woman who can finally eat it without leaving a drop. Eventually, meat pleasure reaches its peak.

"Khuuu! Let's get out of here."

"Ahhh!...... hihhh!

Grab your hips, get poked deep and release. It was a tremendous sense of ejaculation and openness. Pour in dark lava five or six degrees to stick. With the pleasure of the burning fever spreading to the uterus, Emmanuel also reached grandeur. I'm drooling my saliva out of my mouth and my back is freaking me out and leaning back. Even though they weren't squeezed, the emulsion was buzzing out of her nipples.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

Emmanuel was relieved of her first sexual well-being (orgasm). The rolling finally finished the ejaculation, but there is no appearance of some shriveling. As he was filled with the sense of accomplishment that he had finally conquered, he was uncomfortable with the meatloaf, and Kate frowned.

"... What's this?

The meat tightens rapidly, the stiffness is strong and finer. With that, Emmanuel's touch has also changed.

"Is this the Guardian of the Goddess? No way, Emma was a Holy Knight (Paladin)!

Unexpectedly loose mouth. For Kate, this was a delightful miscalculation.

"Huh... Huh... I got married when I was fifteen. I was actually planning on entering the Knights College, but due to the circumstances of the house... I married my husband. My husband is more vital than normal people and... he had an affair once a week. And at sixteen, Roxanne was born."

Emmanuel is kneeling at the feet of Kate, who sat on the sleeping table. He pinched a roll with his chest that he didn't know was fading and handled as he looked up at Kite. Looking down at it, Kate nodded as she was good at it.

"I see. If you have a frequency of once-weekly episodes, that's heroic (Chevalier) qualities. Children born during their turn are said to be prone to become heroes and holy knights. The qualities of Roxanne and Adrienne are those inherited from their parents..."

Breast milk seeps out carefully because you are holding your chest down with both hands from left to right. Emmanuel was obsessed with the scorching stick that was driving him crazy until earlier.

(Wow, really, once I let it go, it's not shriveling at all... this is the strongest hero (Chevalier)...)

The translucent juice left on the pole seeps out of the tip. Emanuel lowered his neck and licked the red and black pointy that was out of between the meat.

With emotional thoughts, Kate was looking down at the beautiful mature woman serving between her crotches. Roxanne or Adrienne's qualities are definitely a mother's concession. Roxanne expressed wind magic. Adrienne is expected to strengthen her body. What the hell is her mother, Emmanuel? I thought I'd take my time to verify it later.

"Does it feel good? Mr. Kite......"

Emmanuel was beginning to serve his tongue. He's gripping the roll, licking the tip. I'm gonna look up and gaze at you. Dyed cheeks, those eyes are lustfully sumptuous. There was no such thing as a chaste and clear widow, who had become a slut possessed by desire.

"Oh... it's great, Emma"

When I can swallow the tip, I swallow it to the ground at once. "Hmmm..." he groans, starting to move his head. He hangs his long dark hair on his ear that falls sarcastically, narrows his mouth and stimulates the whole roll. Even in his mouth, he moves his tongue and dares lick it from turtle head to cali. Even though I didn't teach it, it was a great stimulus.

(So did Roxanne. He dared to be a slut on the sleeping table, even though he was usually serious and dear. He was happy with any obscene things I could ask for. He became a superb whore who delighted the stallion. Both Emmanuel and Adrienne must be)

The night is long. I still enjoy this wonderful limb. Let me introduce you as a "former saint knight". Position it sequentially to Lilia and Claire, and through the chitin and muscle, you'll convince all four of them.

"Be my woman, Emma. With the blessing of a goddess, you live as a holy knight. You don't have to go out on the battlefield. However, if you're on my side, that's fine..."

Emmanuel nodded joyfully and made his service even stronger. Kate moaned with joy, imagining the day that would eventually come.

(If I make Adriane my Holy Knight (Paladin), I might be able to hold Emma and Adriane's mother and daughter (Oyako) at the same time. Looking forward to it......)

I'm getting more comfortable. I still don't feel like shriveling. Without hesitation, Kate unleashed a sign of inferiority on Emmanuel's mouth.

"So you wanted permission from us to collect it?

The next day, the house of Kate, in the "Forest of the Numbers", had gathered the mother and daughter of four saints, Lilia Shrimp and Claire Roselight, Emmanuel and Adrienne, beginning with Elfina. Kate told him on the spot that Emmanuel could express the power of the Holy Knight, that as her own woman, she wanted to be in the same position as Lilia and Claire, and with that, that she would make Adrienne the fifth Holy Knight. When I first heard it, Elfina turned her gaze to Adrienne. Because I wanted to see how it would react. But Adriane stared at Kite in silence.

"So, what exactly did you express your power?

The first person to open his mouth was Sophia. Kate nodded and called Emmanuel. Her daughter, Adrienne, opened her eyes to that figure who came in called "Emma".

"Sister... no, Mother?

It wasn't even a living copy of Roxanne, but it was enough to make it overlap. Goddess blessed Emanuel was more beautiful, and more luscious than disloyal, coupled with the smelling limbs of a mature woman.

"I made tea. There's tea and sweets too."

Elsa opened her eyes with the baked sweets in her mouth. It tasted good enough to open a shop in Wangdu. Sasha was tilting her neck and holding the vessel in her hand. Ice is floating in the dark eye brewed tea.

"Kite...... what about this ice?

"That's the power of the Holy Knight (Paladin) that Emma expressed. Cooling magic, if you want to name it? It has the power to cool things as well as ice. This power is immensely beneficial. Dr. Lilia would understand, right?

"In summer marches, food is perishable. But if we can use ice to cool things down, we'll keep the food much longer. It's not good for fighting, but it's good for backwards support."

"Yes, I'm a chevalier. That's not why I keep the army supply itself. Just the food for me and the knights. To carry it, use Emma's help. You may be able to eat fresh meat and fish even on the battlefield. And Emma's a good cook."

Elfina sipped cold brewed tea and nodded to see how the other three were doing.

"I get it. We don't mind. But what about Adrienne? Making it good for your own mother to be held by Kite?

In a straightforward way, I stuffed Adrienne. This is an inevitable story. If Adrienne had said no here, Kate would have given up. weigh the present Saint Knight more than the former Saint Knight. This was decided by Kate herself.

Adrienne stared silently at her mother, and turned her face to Kate.

"My mother... she's not in the battlefield, is she?

"I'm not answering. I can promise you that. Ask your mother, Emmanuel, to help with the heavy shipping in the rear. And then you make rice. Sooner or later, organize the operation of the Chevalier. Peel the role of rice cooking from the hero and have some dedicated cooks prepare it for you. I'm going to ask Emmanuel to take control of it."

"But... you say you don't know what's going to happen on the battlefield?

"Right. So I can never say it's safe. But if you say so, so will Adrienne. You will be active on the battlefield as the Holy Knight (Paladin). But don't you think about how a mother (Emma) feels about sending her daughter to battlefield?

"It's cunning! That's the way to put it!"

Kicked and Adrienne stared at Kite. Kate stopped with her hands up and nodded.

"Right. It was a cunning way of putting it. What I'm trying to say. I don't want Emmanuel or Adrienne dead anymore. I am responsible for Roxanne's death. So no matter what happens, you mothers and daughters will be protected. I don't want you to feel lonely and live happily ever after. Certainly not on the battlefield. There may be injuries. But I will never let you die. I won't allow you to die before I do. Emmanuel and Adrienne will live longer than I do. That's what I'm ready for."

The Hero (Chevalier) is responsible for the Holy Knight (Paladin). Kite had a similar sense of responsibility not only towards the Elfinas active Saint Knights, but also towards former Saints like Lilia and Claire. And now I was prepared to take that responsibility for Emmanuel as well.

(How far you can take responsibility determines the value of a man)

It is said to be the word of hero Walter Wackenheim, but in any case, Kate did not intend to take her women lightly, but continued to show it in action. Maybe that's why so many beauties gathered at Kate's.

The 488 years of kingdom began in a lively but peaceful way. Regardless, the peace was temporary. In March 488, the kingdom's history, its tranquillity will be broken from a direction unthinkable. It was occupied by an armed group that suddenly emerged the cold village of Jorda, northeast of the Kingdom of Holy Fersis.

This was the first werewolf smoke of the battle later known as the "Battle of Urus Taiji".