"Does it hurt a lot? "
I can feel the black snow in my ears with a hissing voice. Azin clenched his lips and asked me hard to crush his teeth. I want to talk, I want to scream, but I can't.
"Don't open your mouth. You know what a coin mouth is, right? You may not look like an idiot because you're a player, but you won't be able to avoid all the internal air you scrape off. '
This is a warning from the smell of Raw Snow yesterday. Players come back to life even if they die. So don't be a jerk with a coin mouth. But... we can't let the air collected using the energy drain disappear. So, he put up with it. I clammed my mouth and endured all the creepy pain I felt when the raw snow moved my fingers.
The original virtual game either candles all the pain that it feels, or adjusts to a very slight tingle. But it wasn't pain. He commissioned the modification of the capsule, setting the pain to the same reality.
The reason was simple. It seemed so much more real. It's even more fun. When the brain suffers unbearable pain, he accepts the real pain he can feel in this world, building a safety line that will force him to stop the signal.
'I think I'm going to die, but I can take it. '
It seemed rather crazy. If it was unbearable, the capsule would have stopped the pain if it had caught a distress signal from the brain. The pain is still felt because it's not that high. Azin's eyes were energized with cold sweat.
'Goddamn bitch..! '
Laughter with a creaky black snow scent, breath approaching my ears. Raw Snow was enjoying the current situation. Giving pain to his body, he enjoys shaking less in pain. What kind of crazy bitch is this? Ajin thought as he trembled.
'One day, you will surely lay her beneath me. '
But it's impossible right now. Raw Snow scent is so powerful that you can't do anything about it. He was the strongest horse in the Moorish wind.Even when he was a Moorish swordsman, he would lose unconditionally if he fought against the Black Snow. No matter how I rolled my head, there was no way to make a black snow scent on the line.
'Not yet... but someday...! '
After the infernal pain, the hand of raw snow falls from his aching body. The smell of raw snow settles on his shoulders and makes his ears tingle.
"It's over."
He takes a deep breath and lets out a short breath. He still struggles with the terrible pain that remains in his body. Raw snow laughs and returns to Azin's front and sits on the bed. She twists her long legs and picks up the side of the pipe.
"You're holding up pretty well. Well, that's also for you, and fun to watch as a maiden. "
"I... forgive you."
Ajin spits out in a harsh voice. He takes a few more breaths and straightens his lower back. Seeing the appearance of azin, the smell of raw snow gave me a nasty smile.
"As I explained yesterday, this is a Marathon technique that is handed down to the Church. Originally, it was only allowed to be used by minority members of the Church, and it was a taboo that required the permission of the Senate. In fact, it's common for a successor to give maltese blood, but Marathon technique is shameful compared to such nonsense. "
The scent of Raw Snow said as it breathed smoke. And then he sticks his finger out and picks on her. Without saying anything, Azin crawled to the front of the black snowy scent with his knees. Raw snow naturally lifted his legs and put them on his shoulders. Azin straightaway raises his hand and rubs her legs as she straps on her shoulders.
"Through the internal air of the caster, Marathon technique forcefully extends a thin path through the interior of the caster and pierces the blocked artery. I can't pierce the gonads, but I can pierce all the way to the gonads. Do you know what this means? "
"The inner air of my disconnect flows down the road without a fuss. "
"You're right. It also has a lot of internal air that flows at once and is already pierced, so the speed is also fast. It also means that the air speed to move through the air through meteorological breaks is accelerated, and it means that the air speed is accelerated by pulling up the air and extending the attack. "
As Azin's hand gripped his thigh, the scent of Raw Snow shivered and let out a slight groan. Cough... Cough... Azin rubs his fingers where he can feel the raw snow.
"Well, well, technique makes for a body that's optimized for internal flux. The Mainlander will practice this technique on you over three days. Tomorrow is the last day. I warned you, but you must not allow a week of internal affairs until the drinking is done. Not all roads have been opened yet, so if we carry out the law with haste, we may ruin our previous efforts. "
That's why Ajin didn't do the hemorrhagic method. There is no problem using the Celestial Shrine. It is because the law, the law of law, and the law of law flow through the air on a predetermined path. However, if the cardiogram allowed the internal airway to flow through the whole body vein, yesterday's effort to endure the pain returns to nothing.
"When this is over... the Mainlander will teach you by watching you unfold. The deadline is until you stay in town. Most of the users have already left this town and gone elsewhere, and you won't either. "
"Yes."
Azin replies, shifting his thigh hand. At that moment, the scent of Raw Snow reached out and grabbed his wrist.
"A little more, up. "
When he said that with a wild smile, he felt the blood rushing to his lower half. Raw snowy legs. Legs, thighs, toes... They're all incredibly soft. A man must be excited. Azin gently grabbed his black snowy thighs while swallowing his saliva.
"If you leave, she won't stop you. You and the other users came into this world for that anyway. But you'd better stay in town a little longer. "
".. why? "
As you grope the inside of your thighs, pain blows. Even the comfort of thin clothes could imagine what her thighs looked like and how they were crushed into her hands. The scent of Raw Snow answered with a slight groan.
"The master of the raging forest has not fallen yet. "
".. what is it? "
The scent of Raw Snow pulls on Azin's hand instead of answering. Azin's hand rises to her waist dance. The scent of Raw Snow moves Azin's fingers to catch his trousers.
"A monster crouched in the deepest depths of the forest. Instead of challenging the monster, the user leaves the town and chooses to go into the Forest of Silence. Beyond the Forest of Silence lies the port city of Rochester. And in the vicinity of the Rockaster lies the Forest of Pain and Forgetfulness. "
Hearing the description of Raw Snow, Azin carefully lowers her trousers. The scent of Raw Snow shifted his legs and helped Azin take off his trousers. White and resilient legs were revealed. Raw snow spread its legs wide and wrapped them around the aching shoulders. Azin was thirsty, looking at the black underwear wrapped in black snow-scented arsenic.
"Arriving in Rockaster and challenging the forest of pain and forgetfulness is not bad either. Or maybe a cliff at Incognito beyond the raging forest, or a blue volcano beyond him. Once you cross the blue volcano, there is a sea of singing. Either way. "
Aji carefully patted the thighs of the black snowy scent. She folds her legs and brings Azin's head closer, smiling savagely.
"Lick it."
Azin did not resist. He opens his lips with his head extended forward. The black underwear was slightly darker in the middle. Azin carefully covers the stain with his extended tongue.
"Ugh."
The scent of Raw Snow shed a thin groan. She leans back and pulls her butt forward a little. As the duvet blooms, I slip with the smell of raw snow.
"Ha ha ha... The choice is yours in the end... but a monster worthy of defeat is the owner of the raging forest." If you were to be treated as I am in this town... and be qualified to challenge that monster, if you defeat it... you will get what you deserve. It's not too late to leave this town after that. "
The black snow smelled bitter and familiar. The smell of a woman who makes you eat your nose. The smell of hungry females. Azin licks the place with a heavy saliva. Soft and fluffy, like a marshmallow, it spits on his tongue, and the black snow spits out a low groan, wrapping his head around his hand.
"Ugh..."
I no longer explained the smell of Raw Snow. She turns her head back and enjoys the movement of her tongue. Azin opens his lips and bites the place. I bit a chunk of flesh with my teeth raised, and I rolled my tongue at the bulge and raised it firmly.
"Ahhh..! "
As soon as I got there, the smell of black snow sobbed. Her legs on Azin's shoulders twitch. Azin grips it and gently massages his thighs from his calves. The smell of raw snow was so strong that the water ran out.
"W-wah. "
After enjoying it for a long time, he ordered that I couldn't take it anymore. From the bottom of the mouth of Raw Snow, Azin slowly slapped his lips and laid his back on the ground. The scent of Raw Snow, which stood staggering, revealed itself clearly as she lowered her wet underwear wet wet. I touched the place with my hands that grew in black fur, and the black snow scent looked down at the pain lying on the floor with sticky eyes.
".. I've seen her move. "
Seeing the pain that stood firmly up, the smell of raw snow wore off. Then she slowly steps forward, placing her body in the middle and spreading her legs. The open knee bends, and the waist of the Raw Snow bends.
"You, stay still. The Mainlander commits you. Be grateful for that. The smell of the Blood Witch's Raw Snow... The Maiden of the Church..."
Cough... Azin trembles with the burning sensation at the end. Wet, hot. It was a completely different sensation from acacia. Digging opens a hole so narrow that the force follows a painful intrusion.
"I'm... abusing you, you little punk. "
"Thank you, Joker. "
As if to disagree, the body of the black snow scent swallowed up the pain completely. Azin trembles at the overwhelming pressure. The scent of Raw Snow lingers for a moment, but it only lets out a short groan. The wrapped flesh trembles in convulsions. The insertion alone has reached its peak.
"... It's been a long time. It's been too long."
The scent of Raw Snow took off the top of my mouth while I was moaning. She gently rubs her hands against the generous breasts, wrapped around nothing, and rubs her back and forth. The jagged fur is frictionless and the sticky water is immersed in it. The tight-fisted flesh loosened gently.
"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh... it's just because the Maine wants your body."
Increasingly, the smell of raw snow speeds up the movement of the lower back. Her hole was still narrow, and also short. Azin trembled, feeling the touch of the tip and the feeling of wrapping around his body and pressing and relaxing gently.
"Do something worthless and I'll kill you. "
Raw Snow's scent doesn't bend at your waist. She still looks down at the pain and vomits her lips open. Azin folds his thoughts about using the energy drain directly into the Raw Snow warning. It's not the same as in Acacia.
"If you're thinking of making an excuse, tell me. I don't want your petty little seeds. You just have to... think of yourself as a toy to satisfy her desires. "
As I looked down at the azine, the smell of raw snow was gone. As he listened to the cowardice, he chewed on his lips.
It's a toy. It's not much of a treat.
The inside of the Raw Snow scent seemed crazy good.
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That's a lot of shipbuilding. Try it as a service.