Chapter 834 – 825+ Anne’s Foolishness
Anne’s hobby is alcohol.
According to her own hobbies, her hobbies are skill training (to get stronger) and physical training, but those two place more emphasis on everyday life than on the realm of her hobbies.
So, if you exclude the realm of everyday life from her hobbies, the real thing becomes alcohol.
Alcohol is a hobby not only from the point of view of drinking, but also from the sense of collecting.
When she arrives in a town or city and is given time for personal leisure, Anne tours the taverns and general stores, collects specialty liquors, and secures her fine wine.
For that hobby, she collected the pocket money her Hwanin gave her and made a separate high-capacity + specific weight reduction specialized sub-space bag.
If anything, Yu Lepa should say with her own mouth = It is thanks to Miss Anne that I was able to produce a high-efficiency A-space bag =.
As much as he begged without trying, and sometimes even used cute threats (wouldn’t you like to have a delicious accompaniment for dinner?!), And every time our eyes met, he would come running and hug or cling to me, whining that I needed a bag with higher weight reduction efficiency…
After learning from Anne’s tenacity, Yu Lepa completed a function that achieved 99% weight reduction for a specific item after her hard work.
Needless to say, it is a liquor bag that can only contain alcohol without putting any other items in it.
Even Hwanin knew that Anne was pouring all her pocket money into things related to her alcohol, but she didn’t stop it. She didn’t even feel the need to restrain herself.
If she was going to be collecting alcohol like an alcoholic, she would have restrained herself. However, in the eyes of Hwanin, her hobbies are in line with wine collectors.
Besides, her collection isn’t just for her either.
At dinner, a glass or two of carefully selected alcohol she picked and selected was served to make the meal more enjoyable. Sometimes, when we had a company dinner, she took out a large amount of alcohol that she had collected so far and took out a large amount of alcohol from her bag, and everyone enjoyed it. It was a situation that gave me a little more pocket money.
There were nearly 1,000 bottles of various kinds of alcohol sleeping in her liquor bag…
=… …=
=*@^%$… %^#@*…=
= Hee hee. Hee hee! … Hehe.=
= Aww, huh…=
=Phuaaaaang…=
“…”
Hwanin, who became a rice cake with alcohol, looked at the lovers scattered all over the living room with hundreds of empty bottles, and showed his disturbed emotions by sweeping under her nose or rubbing her cheeks and eyes.
I couldn’t have imagined a scene like this until I prepared a meal for them.
It is noble to doze off leaning on each other with reddish faces like Baekryeogang or Immorel.
Isilite mumbled her words, which she couldn’t make out with her wide eyes, thud! When he hits his head on a table or tries to pick up an empty bottle of alcohol that is rolling around, he trips over and wriggles like an earthworm.
Hwan-yeon seems to be trying to become a pickle fairy, while Charang-i is purring naked on a plate, and A-yeong is lying face down in an avant-garde pose, motionless like a corpse.
The problem is that her pants are down to her knees, her top is up to her chest, and her underwear is halfway down, showing her inner flesh.
Between the white thighs that were slightly open, you could see small lacerations from fighting training, and beyond those wounds, the two slightly wet areas of her juicy peach-colored pussy were exposed, so she looked like a rape victim.
Yurupa, who collapsed next to Ayoung, is in a similar situation.
The loose boxy tee couldn’t flow down to one side, completely exposing her breasts, and the pleated skirt that came down below the knee was rolled up to the navel, revealing her manly figure with her buttocks eating her panties.
One of her hands was draped across Ah-yeong’s waist, and Yurpa’s credit for A-yeong being naked like that seems to be great.
Was it fortunate that there was no Norn among them? It is strangely comforting that he said “I hate drunkards!” And ran away to the stable where the Que are resting.
“Whoa…”
Hwan-in, who said to herself that it was her own karma, took care of A-young, who looked like a woman who had really been fornicated because her lavender-colored hair covered her face.
She raises her panties that don’t feel like a fist and covers her small breasts, which is her complex, with a bra. Hwanin, who even tidied up her attire, placed her finger under her nose to check if she was breathing, and moved her to her room.
Yu Lepa is the type to sleep naked, so after taking off her clothes, he moved her to the same room as Ah-yeong, and then grabbed her fondant from her legs and scooped out her fondant on a plate dripping with alcohol.
“…”
A small sigh flows out at the appearance of a fantasy that can not even open its eyes like a drunk man who became a pickled fairy.
Since she merged with Lily Rice, she doesn’t drown, but she still hopes she doesn’t drown in alcohol.
She wraps her in her handkerchief and puts it in her bed basket. Hwanin, who also delivers Baekryeo Kang and Aunt Rell to their room, finally puts her Isilite on her back before giving her attention to Anne. Could
Dark brown tights on a dark brown silk dress that I use as pajamas these days.
She had been banging her head on the table a little while ago, and when she woke up, she was sipping distilled liquor that was close to 90 degrees again.
That drink is the problem. The lovers drank from it and drank it like water like a loose colt.
“Stop drinking.”
= Oh… Huh.=
When the bottle and glass are taken away from her, Anne’s lower lip pouting out like a baby whose pacifier has been stolen from her, sighs.
The funeral arrangements were supposed to take place tomorrow morning, and Hwan-in put away the bottle and helped Anne, who couldn’t get up even if she pretended to.
“I will take you to her room.”
Are you grown up at the age of 17 or so? Before that, there was not much difference in her height from her Anne, but now, thanks to the 20 cm difference, it is easy to support.
But Anne, who was half clinging to him, vomited at her and asked with a drawn face.
= Doryeong… I want to get some fresh air…=
“…”
Be patient 2 stacks.
Hwan-in, who was about to move her to the room she shared with Isilite, turned her around and came out to the veranda connected to her living room so that she could have an affair with her.
The current location is in the middle of an unknown forest where beasts, demons, and monsters live together.
Normally, it’s a place where you can’t have a party, but thanks to the wanderer’s haven and spirit monitoring, there’s no problem at all.
The spirits, infused with energy and vitality, are subjugating the weak monsters and monsters around the sanctuary, and ordinary beasts and poisons cannot even come close to the presence that Norn and Silu exude.
Thanks to that, the visible forest is peaceful and quiet, but next to Fleur, a drunkard who smells like alcohol…
=Whoaaa~.=
As Anne, who was leaning against her railing, took a long breath, the smell of her alcohol wafted in. Shaking her head, Hwanin went inside her and brought her a glass of cold water so she could drink it.
“Anne, I won’t tell you not to drink, but I think I may have gone too far today.”
= Hehe… I think I was a bit harsh today too. But Doryeong prepared such a dinner out of love for her. Everyone felt so much better knowing that they were thinking of us that way. It was an atmosphere that I couldn’t stop drinking. =
At her small protest, Hwanin smiled wryly, then touched the tip of her ponytail, which was shining white in the cold moonlight.
“Did I borrow Isilite’s hair tie?”
= Yes. Doryeong likes ponytails.=
“…”
I don’t really insist on a hairstyle, but Issilite, Anne, and other lovers all look good in ponytails, so if they show them from time to time, I have no complaints.
So, without saying a word, he caressed the exposed nape of her neck, which was tied up in a ponytail, and Anne, whose face was red from drunkenness, stared at him.
Hwanin, who caught the subtle change in the atmosphere in Anne’s lightly shaded, gray eyes, kissed her on the lips.
Then, as if she had waited, Anne stretched out her arms and wrapped them around her Hwanin’s neck, passionately kissing her.
Hwanin also put her hand on her waist and felt the smooth touch of the dark brown silk dress before putting her hand under her dress.
As if she had been waiting for her, she felt the soft texture of her sides, like glutinous rice cakes, and when she raised her hand up, she felt a slight bump on her ribs. Exhale.
The intense scent of distilled spirits that lingers on its breath. Hwanin lamented a little at the strong smell of alcohol that stung her nose.
“Like a drunkard Fleur.”
= Kick kick kick. Sorry =
Her Hwanin also giggled and then put her lips together again. This time, a thick pink tongue comes out to meet him and blends in with his tongue.
Hwanin also made a pleasant match for her tongue, which was entangled as if it were tickling, and supported Anne’s waist so that she would not fall behind her.
The remaining empty hand is raised a little higher and grabs her swollen breasts like steamed buns.
= Huh…=
Anne’s hand became harder than ever, and she was poking her palm.
Could it be because of countless sucking, biting, and bullying? Although it has grown to about half a knuckle of the little finger, it matches the color, shape, and size of the areola perfectly.
= Yes… Whoa, hey… That, stop.=
He viciously pinches and twists her nipples while kissing her for several minutes, until finally Anne turns her head and declares her surrender.
With an expression that her womb was whining, Anne twisted her body completely out of his arms, and she walked towards the dense forest, whoa whoa, whoa, caught her breath.
Did her drinking temporarily reduce her lung capacity? Anne, with her hands behind her back against the background of her forest, smiled sincerely as her phantom placed her hand on her waist and watched.
=Do you know this? I was very happy today.=
“Is that enough for me to prepare dinner?”
= Whoop whoop… Don’t you understand the doryeong? Even in Doryeong’s world, there is a perception that the kitchen belongs to women.
“Yes. Sometimes we wrap it up with words like a woman’s sanctuary.”
= Yes. Are you impressed when a man comes into the kitchen and cooks for you? The sensibility of such a doryongne world… If you inflate it 100 times, wouldn’t it be similar to Nionebreath’s sensibility?
Hwan-in, who approached Anne with a sly smile like a drunken forest fairy, said, “Could it be that much?” When I said that, Anne giggled and said to look at it.
= You said I wouldn’t understand! Wow, but it was a big deal. What to do?=
When her Hwanin made an expression asking what was the big deal, Anne put her hands on her belly and wiggled as if she was very embarrassed and a man, she said.
= I really want to do it right now…=
I looked around her for a moment as I looked at her bulging face, which showed her earnestness.
There is not a single beast or monster in the forest. No dangerous insects are visible, and the spirits are watching the surroundings from afar.
There’s no problem doing it, but where did that boldness come from? Because it’s in a forest where there are no people, and it’s because it’s Fleur, a species of the forest?
It seems to be because the curtains of the night are drawn to cover her shameful appearance.
No, the alcohol must have blown away the shame and shame.
“What a coincidence. I feel the same way.”
= Then, let’s do it here… ?=
What’s the point of outdoor sex in an empty forest?
Hwanin nodded her head with strong eyes, and Anne thought that his eyes were burning like they were going to eat her, and she crouched down in front of him and smiled.
Then she undoes the belt of his trousers, exposing his cock.
= Haum…=
She bit her egg-sized glans, stuck out her tongue, and munched his cock with the root of her tongue and the roof of her mouth, without hesitation, half of the big thing that always pleased her.
The more she sucked on her cock, the more his body odor penetrated deep into her nostrils, slowly paralyzing Anne’s reason.
Anne lowered her hand, rubbing her hot, throbbing cunt over her tights as her sexual arousal increased.
= Huh… ! Eung, pp, chumb.=
Every time her clit is crushed, a series of pleasure bursts in her head, like a thump of electricity. Her breathing becomes rough and her thighs begin to quiver.
Hwanin smiled wryly at the sight of Anne squatting in front of her and masturbating while biting and sucking on her cock.
As if he was insane because of his drunkenness, his usual fella skill did not activate. The teeth touch slightly.
Hwanin gave her a signal by fiddling with her long ears. Then she got up and turned around, laughing as if she still had the intelligence to discern the signal, then caught her fingers in her tights and gently dragged her silence followed down.
As her fingers go down and her torso goes down, so do her tights, which slowly reveal her chubby, immaculate buttocks.
A pink round flesh hole. Underneath, reddish-colored, thick pubic meat.
Even though her pussy was tightly closed, the essence like cunt juice oozes out and runs down the gaps in her flesh, like saliva dripping down.
Her knees were attached, but when the gap between her thighs opened with her diamonds appeared thanks to her superior silence followed, Hwanin grabbed her hand and stopped her tights from going down further.
Then she gets down on one knee behind her and tickles her asshole with the tip of her tongue.
= Hehe, hehe… ! Ah, it must smell because I sweat a lot… !=
“What do you mean when your sweat turns into essence because you’re in the process of turning into a tree?”
= That’s how I feel… Hehe!=
It has been almost five years since she experienced the mystery of the Fleurs, who completely stopped her menstrual activity and produced an elixir of longevity with fire from her body for her companion.
Her reluctance completely disappeared 4 years ago, so I bit her tongue tight and extended it to the tip of her tongue as if digging the hole in her ass. Is sobbing ecstatically.
As I was bothering the shape-only anal hole, the flesh of her lower pubic area kept twitching and spitting out her essence, so when I tried to do something, Anne herself was rubbing her clit and masturbating.
Hwanin left a mark on her buttocks out of embarrassment.
Poo-!
= Hee hee!? Mo, Moya?=
“Anne, are you spilling my essence?”
= Ahhh. The hole is empty… Hurry up, quickly put the stopper on the inside pussy…=
I was definitely drunk. She’s already said something that needs to be done after a couple of climaxes.
Hwanin giggled and opened his eyes slightly, gently rubbing the anus showing the inside of the pink hole with his index finger, then pushed his index finger back in.
Since it was well released with the tongue, the three joints of the index finger can easily enter the root, and the sphincter folds similar to those of the vaginal wall tighten the fingers as if mumbling.
“I feel like a back hole today, but do you want to fill the front hole?”
= No, no. I just got a backhole feeling too. So, hurry…=
Hearing Anne’s cute choreography, holding her ass by herself and opening her left and right, revealing the hole, Hwanin grabbed her cock, which had been standing as hard as steel, and hit her hole.
She got fella, but maybe she gave it away for a while. Her spittle, which Anne had applied to her, was dry and crumbled.
Hwanin, who lowered the angle for a moment, inserted it into her wet pussy first.
=Hikuugh—!?=
She didn’t know that her cock would suddenly penetrate into her pussy. Her slender waist with the hem of her one-piece dress curved like a bow, and her erector spinae muscles were tightened and raised.
Touching it with her thumb, it sighed — after about three rounds, Anne’s meat wall twitched in confusion, then faltered, huddled together to do its job, and began her contractions.
It’s a strange feeling every time she feels her vaginal walls slowly tightening and her cunt transforming into the shape of her own cock.
Hwanin enjoyed the feel of her cunt for a while, then rubbed her wet glans against her anus with her essence.
= Huh… Howeup… !=
Then, as Anne tried to inhale and exhale, her sphincter loosened slightly, and her cock twitched as she stabbed her intestines with force in one breath.
“Mmm!”
= Ugh!? Lower, lower… !=
The sensation of her glans pushing out the intestines, the strong tightening of her sphincter, and the shaking of her rectum, a pleasure completely different from that of her pussy, subtly gathers at the root of the cock.
In the midst of feeling Anne’s internal organs due to her rough breathing, Hwanin grabbed her lower back and fixed her position, then pressed her lower abdomen with her left hand to the uterus and stabbed her cock from top to bottom again. Insert once.
Then, as his cock entered the passage that led deeper inside, he felt a little hard meat ball touch the tip of her glans.
= Heukkiing… ?!=
It is the womb beyond the barrier.
When it comes to anal, Anne likes to rub her uterus like this, so she hates it, so she naturally tried this technique.
= Wow… ! Whoops, whoops. Do, do, do, do… ! That, that’s dangerous… Oops… !=
She raised her head a while ago and looked around, and now, as if she had lost all her free time, she barely clung to the veranda railing, lowered her head, and sobbed.
Hwanin took her danger plea as a sign of the usual big orgasm wave, and touched the edge of Anne’s anus, which was holding her cock like a rubber ring, and poked her cock deeply and deeply. .
Every time that happens, her pussy gurgles with pleasure, spilling out essence, and whimpering like a puppy.
Hwanin also lifted her back with a rough breath at the taste of Anne’s hot flesh all over her cock.
Every time he lifts her waist, her voluptuous hips ripple and the ends of her ponytail quiver weakly.
But why? The visceral pressure felt from the inside of her body was stronger than usual.
It was as if something had filled the inside of his intestines and forced his cock out.
Normally, Hwanin would have noticed the difference, stopped inserting her, and looked at Anne’s condition…
“Whoa, whoa… !”
= Eh, huh. Do, Ryeung… ! Aww. Ha ha… !=
Her anus tightening more than usual, and Gyoseong gasping as if she were out of breath, he liked it very much, and above all, Hwanin was slightly drunk.
Hwan-in, who failed to notice what was to happen after a while due to coincidence coincided with coincidence, grabs Anne’s breasts, where her body is folded like a lambda Λ symbol, and lifts her up.
With her upper body raised, Anne leaned her back on his chest, struggling to death.
= Uh… Ah, ah… No… Do, Doryung Wait a minute Ugh, wait… Ugh, later… !=
“Whoa, uh… ?”
It was when Hwanin, who was obsessed with the taste of her butt hole, which was thicker and longer than an adult woman’s forearm, bit into her cock, and felt something strange belatedly.
= Off… !=
Her puck — Anne’s pupils widened at the blow she stabbed deep enough to go into her roots, and she hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands. At the same time, the pussy jerks and pushes — essence spurting out like her squirt gun.
Not only that, but her final blow shook her entire intestines.
= Woo… Ohhhhh… !=
“… !”
Seeing Anne regurgitate her rainbow out of her mouth with her cock stuck in her asshole, Hwanin felt that her alcohol was draining away.
Even while regurgitating her rainbow, her ass hole is synchronized with her upper mouth, providing a nonstop tightening unlike usual.
“…”
Somehow, from the beginning, I was struggling all the time…
It was truly a different sensation, but Hwan-in sighed lightly at the intense heat stroke he felt even though he had not ejaculated, released the insertion, tidied up her clothes, and patted her on the back.
= Ohhh?! Wow… ! Cool cool! Laugh, uh uh… !=
“…”
As she patted her on the back, she felt that her feet were getting wet and looked down at her to see that Anne’s water was oozing from where she was sitting.
With her upper mouth she spewed her rainbows, and with her lower mouth she kept her essence.
A small vein stood on Hwanin’s forehead.
To the extent that she can’t even control herself, she drinks and behaves like this. No matter how much she loves her lover, she is not like this.
3 stacks that are tolerable.
There is a saying that if you endure it three times, she will get rid of murder.
Anne, who had been patient with her lovers, struck out three times, and Anne, who was struck out in a short time, was severely scolded by her Hwanin.
“Having shattered such a good mood, Anne cleanly emptied her stomach, threw herself into her bathroom once, and listened to a sermon for two hours.”
= Uh…=
=…=
= That…=
The women looked back at Anne, who blushed at the story told by Hwanin, who had returned from the village of giants, and she put on an expression that she didn’t know what to say.
Yurpa muttered as she looked at the bottle of ‘that’ placed in front of her Anne.
= I remember what happened the next day. She woke up in the morning and she said something was wrong because her expression was a little stiff. After Lady Anne woke up, she gave me a two-bottle limit, so I thought it was because she was too drunk without restraint… I did, but it happened at night.=
“It’s not that I’m angry. Of course, it was a bit pitiful for her to drink beyond her control, but she was lovely even in that way, so what can she say?”
=…=
=…=
Anne, who covered her blushing face with both hands for a reason separate from the other women whose faces turned red, seemed to want to get into her mouse hole = just kill me…= Just mumble.
Seeing Anne like that, the women eventually burst into laughter and slapped her on the back.
In front of him, she always wants to be pretty, but when she looks like that, Anne feels pitiful, pitiful, and pitiful… Anyway.
= Then… Shall we end the drinking party soon?
=Yes, I think it’s a good idea…=
= No! Going all the way today! I can’t die like this!=
Anne cried and tried to force herself, but she was overpowered by Isilite and dragged away, and the other women began to organize her drinking table in a slightly untidy atmosphere.
One thought was strongly entrenched in their heads.
‘From now on, I will only drink a little bit…’
… Called.
