Chapter 35 – Chapter 35 – Warm-Up (1)

Hernan opened the lid of the oil bottle and sniffed it.
Normally, oil will have a disgusting smell if left in a bottle for a long time.

But all the oils in the sharpie’s special room were fragrant.
So was the clear liquid in this bottle.

It is probably a high-quality balm that does not cause any problems even when applied to human skin.
When I put a little oil on my fingertip and rubbed it on my arm, it rubbed smoothly as expected.

Are you sure there won’t be any problems with insertion?

As Hernan wiped the oil off his clothes, he recalled the reason he had come here in the middle of the night.

About two weeks after Silnia’s pregnancy was revealed, Sharpie began to noticeably weaken.
As expected, she immediately approached Hernán and asked him to supply her spirit again.

Of course, since it’s early pregnancy, you can’t insert it into the vagina, and if you put it in your mouth, it will all vomit.
In that case, the only remaining regular supply method was the rear end.

The last time I rushed in the bathroom, the lubrication fluid was running out, so even the dream horse, Sharpie, had a hard time.
So, this time, she decided to be a bit more prepared.

Hernán tried to move her feet, thinking Sharpie would wait.
It was then that he noticed something out of the ordinary in his eyes.

“Where did the dog collar go?”

Hernán was puzzled when he saw that the red dog collar that had always stood proudly on the wall had disappeared.

At the same time, an ominous feeling creeped up.
It’s obvious who’s going to stop by this special room and take those things.
And the woman is superior to anyone here in her lewd creativity.

Hernan quickly turned around and left the room.
She comforted herself that the whip that hung alongside her hadn’t gone, and wondered what the hell the Sharpie was up to with her dog’s collar.

However, Hernán, who grew up in a kingdom full of conservative sex culture, arrived in front of Sharpie’s room without finding any specific answers.

“Go in.”

Hernán opened the door and let out a sign that he was entering.
Then Sharpie shook her hand from her bed.

“Come on!”

“Why did you do that to your head?”

Hernán gave her a sullen look at her animal ear headband, which she often wore when she was with Potty.
Apparently, sending Hernanman to the special room was with the intention of wearing it.

Sharpie smiled sinisterly at Hernan’s expression.

“Why? I usually wear something like this often.”

As she approached the bed, she saw one of her long tails sticking out from the gap between her hips.
The tail was twitching little by little while being wrapped around the demon king’s original tail.

Hernán studied her Sharpie expression and pointed at her hip.

“Didn’t we say we were going here today?”

The sharpie moved her original her tail and made her newly attached tail rustle.

“That’s right. So I told you to bring balm? The last time I put it in without any kind of caress or lubricant, so my back couldn’t straighten…”

“Okay. She learned a very valuable experience from the last experience. I brought perfume here.”

Hernán interrupted her by hastily handing her a bottle of oil.
And she immediately repeated her question from earlier.

“So I mean…”

Enduring her embarrassment, Hernán grabbed her wagging tail.

“Why is this strange object blocking the hole where mine should go?”

Sharpie shuddered even though Hernán simply held her by the tail.
When she was stunned and put it back, she finally opened her mouth and explained.

“Huh… Because of the warm up…”

“Preheat…”

Hernan felt his words choke.

You mean sticking that tail inside your ass to warm up?
I didn’t think the beads on the handle were too small.

No matter how much I thought about it, it seemed like an instrument that had to be put in after warming up through enough caress.
But when Hernan remembered that she was her dream horse, he shook her head.

“If you’re an expert, that’s it. Anyway, now I take off my clothes and go to bed.”

Hernán finished his speech and was about to take off his top.
Sharpie looked Hernan straight in the eyes and shook her head.

After a brief pause at her action, the sharpie opened the bottle of oil and smelled her scent.

“Hernan… I don’t like the smell of this balm.”

“Was it the most pleasant scent?”

The Sharpie hastily covered her mouth with her hand, her gloomy face.

“Oops! I think I’m going to vomit…”

Hernán approached her scrambled Sharpie.
She has been told that even if a pregnant woman smells something that doesn’t suit her, she gets morning sickness.

Perhaps the fragrance of this balm also plays such a role.
When Hernan hurriedly took her bottle and closed the lid, the demon king gently pulled Hernan’s clothes.

“I’d rather go and pick one myself.”

“Is that so? Then let’s go together.”

Hernán lifted her Sharpie from her bed and led her to the door.
But she only walked to the door, and she didn’t go any further than that.

“Sharpie? Why aren’t you moving?”

Sharpie’s body suddenly sank downward.
Hernán hurriedly leaned over her, feeling that her own heart was sinking as well.

Could it be because of lack of regularity?
If so, you should have come to her sooner.

Hernán opened her mouth, holding her sharpie by the shoulder in her embarrassment and her remorse.

“If it’s difficult, even if morning sickness comes up, how about taking it from her mouth? No, to bed before that…”

Hernán’s mouth fell shut as a sharp metallic click sounded from the sharpie lying on her ground.
She slowly lifted her head and revealed her own face to Hernán.

The hearts in her eyes contained intense lust.
The strange smile beneath her and on her mouth also drew Hernán’s attention, but the object bitten between her pursed lips was more noticeable than her mouth itself.

“Ki-ing…”

The Sharpie, who was half-prostrate on her floor, kissed the back of Hernán’s hand as she groaned for her to grab hold of the string he was biting on.
Hernán stiffened at the touch of her firm strings and soft lips.

The Sharpie then pulled her tongue out between her strings and between her lips, and opened her Hernán’s fingers one by one.
Through the gap, she pushed her string through and made it weave.

It was not an easy task, so it took quite a while, but because her opponent was not moving, the lines of her mouth were completely transferred to Hernán’s hand.

Hernán felt confused and grabbed her by the rope.
Even with a slight tug on her string, the Sharpie’s face tilted toward Hernán’s hand.

Along the slant, the dog collar that had disappeared from the special room appeared through her flowing black hair.

“Sharpy you…”

“Let’s go get the oil, Hernan.”

“You’re going to go to your special room looking like this?”

You have to cross the hallway as well as the living room.
It’s already bedtime for everyone, but bedtime doesn’t necessarily mean growing up.

Maybe Potty is making something in her own lab, or Silnia is soothing her longing in her fake forest.

And Carine.
Her own lover might come out of her room.

Sharpie, as if recognizing Hernan’s concerns, whispered in a soft voice.

“Recently, Ernan’s lover, his personality has died a lot. Did you even scold me?”

Sharpie gently leaned her horn on Hernán’s leg.

“Now, they will see what we do.”

“You wanted to do this from the beginning…”

She smiled softly, putting her finger to the corner of her mouth.

“That’s right, isn’t this treatment? A treatment that works better when each other is more excited.”

Hernán remembered what Sharpie had said to her one day.
In order to improve the absorption rate of the spirit, the more excited the man and the dreamer are, the better.

Already, the dream horse in front of her sighed hotly, showing that her body was getting hot.
Then what about yourself?

Hernan gulped at her and looked down at the nearly naked Sharpie.

The sight of her Sharpie wearing her dog’s collar and trusting the leash to herself aroused a strange excitement in her.
A look she never imagined she would ever have, and a look she never would have known if she hadn’t been a Sharpie.

She was a sight that a proud, self-respecting woman like Carine would never show.

Hernan asked with her final restraint.

“You are pregnant. If you crawl like that to the special room, it’s too much for your body. I’d rather just insert it like this. Or go on foot.”

She listened to Hernán’s words to the end.
But the attitude was that of a dog patiently listening to her master.

In other words, the contents of the owner’s words are not interested.
She was just full of her interest in her master, and a longing for him to take her out soon.

As Hernán’s foot wriggled to get her unconscious out, the sharpie quietly placed her left hand on his stomach.

As Hernán stared at it, she immediately moved her hand and pointed at her door.

No words were spoken, but the meaning was clear.

Hernán opened the door for her own child who wanted to take a walk outside her.

“Ha…”

Sharpie inhaled the air flowing from the living room, as if he hadn’t been outside in a long time.

Then she slowly put her front foot on the floor.
Hernan also followed the movement, holding on to her rope and stepping out of her door.

It was Hernan who held her leash, but the owner of her leash was Sharpie.
So, Hernán followed wherever Sharpie walked.

Sharpie first circled around the table in the living room.
Hernán was nervous that someone might witness this crazy act, but there was no sign that anyone would come out.

Then, the tension started to turn into deep excitement.
His gaze, frantically looking around, was directed to the buttocks of the woman crawling on all fours beneath him.

There, her two tails, which swayed with every step the Sharpie took, obstructed her vision.

Every time her furry tail dangles and nudges her hips, her sleek devil tail pulls it back toward her back.
Then, the sturdy Sharpie’s buttocks are revealed.

The hips and buttocks that curve in a beautiful heart shape.
The flesh moves and folds with each step.

The more Hernán focuses on it, the more blood flow is concentrated on his objects.
In particular, whenever the Sharpie moved her legs, the slippery liquid that flowed between her thighs fervently begged Hernán to let go of his self-control.

Hernán unknowingly squeezed the power in her hand.

“Okay…”

The sharpie stopped as she let out a moan of her pain and pleasure.
Hernán stopped together with her face that didn’t know her reason.

The demon king exhaled heavily and bent his waist upward to look at Hernán.
Precisely because he was holding his strings tight, it was more like he had no choice but to do so.

Sharpie stuck out her tongue and gasped, glancing at Hernán.
Those eyes asked if they would attack him from here.

Hernan looked around him with trembling eyes.
She was so focused on her that she forgot how far she had come.

All around, I could see the living room and the doors surrounding it.
There was even a door right in front of him and his Sharpie.

That door is the room that Hernán went to most often.
It was Carine’s room.

Seeing Hernán’s expression fluctuate, Sharpie silently lowered her back.
Fortunately, this time Hernan also moved along with her, adjusting her line properly.

After that, he couldn’t remember how he walked.
They just proceeded as the string that conveyed each other’s excitement tautly led them.

Every time the string is pulled, the inside of the pants grows as if it is being pulled.
When the string slackened a bit, no matter who said it first, he pulled it.

Hernán only focused on the feeling of the string and the back of the woman moving gracefully in front of him.

That’s why I couldn’t react right away when the movement suddenly stopped.

“Oh…”

She groaned as Sharpie Hernán tugged at her string.
The sound slowly widened her vision.

In front of Hernan’s eyes, there was a door like before.

When the door was opened, a red light came out.
The two entered the brain-stimulating light and the door closed again.

Sharpie glanced between Hernan’s legs and pulled out some oil from the bottom of her shelf.

“Master?”

It’s the first name I’ve heard since I was born.
Hearing that from a woman who was the most powerful of the demons.

Hernán held his breath and immersed himself in each and every action of the demon king.

The Sharpie opened the bottle and she lay half-lying, slowly exposing her belly.
Supporting her torso with one arm, she tilted her free hand as her chest and stomach formed an oblique curve.

Her oil gushed and flowed down her body.
Little by little, the liquid that had pooled in her breasts ran down her smooth skin.

It was around the time Hernán’s eyes even confirmed that oil had reached and pooled in her navel.

“I like this balm… Would you like to take it?”

A very natural way of speaking.
The attitude that she just wanted to make sure she liked her master, Hernán let go of her strings.

Sharpie grinned as her line fell to the ground.

“Ah… You’re trying to apply it to your skin.”

Before Shafi could finish her words, Hernán took off her bottom and rushed at Sharpie.

Hernán thought as he smelled her flesh and smelled the perfumed oil.
To the demon king Sharpie, she explained why she was so excited.

Respect and guilt take precedence over sexual desire when interacting with saints and elves.

When working with the Wizard Potty, she must keep an eye on her delicate body.
Especially if she is currently pregnant, she needs to be more careful.

And the lover doesn’t even accept sex at all.

But the dream horse Sharpie is different.
They genuinely want each other to feel good, accept any action, and inform them of new pleasures as they do now.

If you can’t satisfy your sexual desire, you’re like an angel sent by God for a person whose brain is burning.

Hernán put her cock, which had already grown to its maximum size, under her vaginal opening, and Hernán gently let her love juices and scented oil flow along her own glans and pillars.

At the same time, Hernán yanked the legs of her sharpie back, exposing her anus.
If the body is stiff, it is a very difficult position for a woman.
But Sharpie lay calmly and pulled his legs alongside her face.

Hernán checked her fully exposed buttocks.
The sharpie’s original tail was digging into her buttocks, trying to pull out her tail-shaped device.

Hernán held on tight.

“Huh!”

She gripped her own legs and held out her shock as her tail pulled out at once.
In the place where what was blocking it disappeared, a pulsing black hole was waiting for Hernán.

Without hesitation, she inserted her cock into the fully exposed hole.
When the tip of her glans was hooked, the folds near her entrance slightly shrank and sucked in the entrance of Hernan’s urethra.

It was like a signal to her not to be intimidated and to press in.
Hernán gradually tightened her waist and opened the wet and hot hole.

“Ha… Ha ha… Whoops!”

The sharpie made a harsh, albeit softer sound than the last time she had first inserted it.
Especially when the thickest part of her glans went in, she let out a breathless moan as if it wasn’t easy.

“Big…”

Sharpie murmured softly.
Encouraged by that cheer, Hernán pushed the front of her prick in.

“Oops! Whoa… I’m sorry!”

With her squeak, she disappeared into the sharpie, as if Hernán’s pillar was being sucked in.
Hernan bristled at her senses, which she had skipped over in a hurry the other day.

First of all, the glans that went inside was as hot as if it had been in hot water.
And soon something came into contact with a soft wall.

“Oh… !”

At the same time, the sharpie tilted her head behind her and took a quick breath.
Hernán shifted her focus to the bottom of her glans, etching that figure into her memory.

The pillar of his cock was resisting the entry of a foreign body, but it was getting harder with the feeling of a tight grip.
The ass wriggles, rubbing the epidermis of the column and rubbing it.

The soft touch alone was a strong stimulus, but when the anus tightened, Hernan let out a light moan.

He was about to break the root of the pillar if he stayed still, so he began a gentle back-and-forth.
Sharpie’s body twitched as she felt the cock that had come all the way out again.

“Hahm… Too thick… Whoops, whoops, everything inside… Whoops, whoops… Get out…”

Hernán stopped taking it out when the glans got caught in the anal hole again.
The barrier was wriggling and clinging to it, so if this was taken out, it seemed like it would come out together.

As he held his breath with that thought in mind, a hot liquid poured onto his object.
When she looked at the oil, she saw that the juices from the sharpie’s cunt were pouring.

Hernán thrust his finger into the hole through which the liquid flowed.

“Ugh… ?”

Sharpie stiffened her body for a moment and managed to lower his gaze.
However, as soon as Hernan’s fingers moved roughly, the whole body trembled and her body floated.

As she lightly climaxed, her glans held the hole in her door closed for a moment before she let go.
Hernán took advantage of the opportunity and inserted it right away.

The field that greeted the cock was still shaking from the aftermath of the climax.

“Whoops! Now wait! At least put it in after the climax… Ah… !”

The Sharpie let out a sigh at the sensation of the cock’s clumsy shuttle, then let out her ecstasy.

Her every action excites and excites the two who mix flesh and fluid.
Hernan thought so, and she shook her waist without stopping.

Meanwhile, the sharpie put her hands on her stomach and opened her mouth.

“Keen… Hernan is delighted… Happ!”

Hernán hesitated for a moment at those words, but soon moved with more enthusiasm than before.

The more I did, the more the remaining anxiety seemed to disappear, mixed with the flowing sweat and heat.

Hernán, who had been pouring out his emotions like that, finally gave out a gloomy outlook for the future.

“Ugh!”

As soon as a short exclamation came out of Hernan’s mouth, semen poured into the sharpie.

“Ah…”

Sharpie’s voice gradually gained strength.

“More… !”

Her hole was extremely tight with the momentum not to miss a single drop.
Hernan also responded and squeezed every last drop out of her.

* * *

The hero blinked his eyes as he lay on the bed alone.
Of course, there was no point in blinking in the dark, but she unconsciously repeated the action over and over again.

Every time my eyelids covered my eyes like that, I remembered the current situation.

For the time being, as Hernan said, she will take care of the women herself, and she will be with the women only as long as her lover needs.

Hernán’s absence now was for that need, namely, the survival of the dreamer and the solution to Hernán’s headache.

You must be mixing your body.
Carine felt her heart skip a beat whenever the thought came to her mind.

I want to run out right now and separate the two.
But if you do that, Hernán will put on a sad face again.

Karine once again comforted her self and her heart.

It’s a situation that the demon king can’t help but the other women won’t be emotionally attracted to Hernán if you give them trust that they will keep what they promised in exchange for subjugating the demon king.

After that, she only has to repeat pregnancy and childbirth to escape.
In the meantime, the illegitimate children…

Karine hugged her blanket and regained her cool.

They weren’t born out of love, they were just children born as a means of escape.
There will be no women who would miss work because of affection or lingering attachment to those children.
Of course, Hernan will too.

In the first place, there was no way that he would spend such emotional time on an illegitimate child, right?
She already knew what she had been through.

Eventually, her own lover will give her full attention to herself.
After that, all you have to do is think about going out.

Controlling her uneasy mind, Karine went to sleep alone in the bed.

Her own lover, she believes once again that she can never leave herself.