35 . Everyday life is changing
The children, who took Rihanna down to the village stream, each grabbed a wide rock one by one, sat down, and stared at the stream that flowed leisurely, unaware of their intentions.
I absentmindedly threw a stone into the calm stream, and watched as chaotic ripples like the girls’ hearts arose and then gradually subsided, lost in thought.
In the midst of meaningless time passing, Stella opened her mouth.
“Elia… Are you having a good time with your dad?”
“I guess so.”
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Following them, Rihanna asked with a puzzled look on her face.
What could be behind it? He was mixed with anxiety, but he hadn’t thought that the elves would cross that line.
“A good time, what is it?”
Olivia gave Rihanna a sinister grin as she nudged her side with her forearm in a friendly way.
“When there are only two young men and women under the same roof, there is only one thing to do, right?”
It seems that Rihanna’s ominous imagination was right. She thinks that Ain, who has lived as an upright young man, will never lay her hands on her self-proclaimed daughter….
It was completely unpredictable what these crazy elves were going to do.
There was nothing wrong with using all means to pluck and eat her child.
Rihanna answered calmly so as not to offend her.
“Oh, is that so?”
After her brief thought, Rihanna asked a question in a puzzled tone.
“What is that… It’s nice to do it, but aren’t you guys 4 years old? There’s no way the world would allow that.”
“Is age important in love? And to your eyes, does this body really look like a 4 year old? If you look around, you’ll think they’re the same adult man and woman, and there’s nothing special about her, so don’t worry.”
She was just saying the right words. She didn’t like that. If I had the strength to do so, she hated me to the point of wanting to pinch her cheek.
She came close to Stella, who had been listening to Olivia and Rihanna’s conversation, and she put her finger on Rihanna’s cheek and said.
“There are a lot of questions today, not like a puppy. Do you really want to be with my dad too?”
Rihanna, intimidated by Stella’s twinkling eyes, waved her hand.
It’s not that she hates demi-humans, but judging from the elves obsessed with demi-humans, she’d better show her intention of refusal here.
Rihanna shrugged her shoulders when she had finished her thoughts.
“It can’t be, can it? To begin with, she’s not really my taste….”
The elves widened their eyes and in an instant surrounded Rihanna with an atmosphere that was even more terrifying than before.
Rihanna, her three taller children, locked in a wall of her flesh, stared at her head, helpless.
What about Rihanna? Uh? She only made noise and couldn’t even hit her back step.
She squeezes Rihanna, her three breasts approaching, her breath suffocating, but the sweet scent of hers wafts up her nose.
With her harsh voice, Olivia opened her mouth first.
“Daddy isn’t your style? What are you talking about?”
Ah, that way. Rihanna immediately acknowledged her own fault and retracted what she just said.
“Oh no! I like my style… I don’t feel that way, it’s like this.”
Stella put her hand on Rihanna’s shoulder.
“My dad is your style? Does that mean it can be overdone? Doggie, do you think you’re a good match for your dad? A woman suitable for Dad, the only woman who can be by his side is just the four of us. There is no room for another woman to intervene.”
Even if you always call me a puppy, you still treat me as a woman.
Certainly…. When Rihanna was next to the elves, who had big breasts and wide hips, it felt like her own small femininity, which was not long left, was pinned to the floor and even trampled on.
She is recognized as a woman by those elves, is there anything else that makes her happy?
Her elves clung tightly to Rihanna, who was silent for a moment in her thoughts.
When she saw the eyes of the children looking down at her ferociously, she immediately realized the reality.
“Ah, ah, huh?”
Noah’s sharp dagger touched Rihanna’s back in a space so narrow that she couldn’t even step back.
“Die.”
She didn’t really mean to die, but the feeling of her knife against her bare skin made Rihanna swallow her saliva involuntarily.
‘Hey, you crazy bitches… What rhythm are you going to match it to? .’
Why Rihanna Misrepresented Her Child About Her Child She was one. She was constantly bullied by her three children until just before she returned home.
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The small room was sweltering with heat. His sweat-soaked body glistened.
The window had turned hazy before I knew it, blocking the outside.
After crossing the line implicitly drawn by her society, when I came to her senses, like a beast that had lost her reason, I had already had relationships with her three or more times in a row.
Now, I was lying on the bed, catching my breath, recalling past memories, and staring at the ceiling.
I’m not this exhausted, but I wasn’t alone in having s*x. Elia, who at first led me vigorously, shaking her waist and whispering dirty words, the longer the relationship with her, the longer she couldn’t speak properly, and she only gasped like a beast.
Still, Elia, who recovered her stamina from resting a bit, patted my hand and licked my ear lobe under the blanket again.
Her long, thick Elia tongue dug tenaciously into my ear as she whispered her words of love over and over again.
Now, surrendering to the familiar sensation of her tongue, I also placed my hand on Elia’s chest.
I know with my head that I shouldn’t do such crazy things, but my body, which was ignorant of pleasure, was falling into hers before I knew it.
I treacherously coveted the body of my daughter, who had just finished her s*x education, and promised to cherish her forever.
Elia, reading the concern on my face, stroked my cheek and said,
“It’s okay, Dad. A line crossed once is meaningless, right?”
After her words, Elia kissed my cheek as usual.
There was no way it would end there. Elia kissed her on the cheek, and her face blushed, and then she climbed over me.
Elia held her flushed cheeks with both of her hands, turned her head, and thrust her tongue deep into her.
Elia gnashing my teeth, stirring her mouth.
After her short kiss, Elia didn’t even think to wipe the saliva from each other’s mouths, she asked me.
“Are you good at kissing? Praise me.”
At Elia’s request, I stroked her hair and said, “You’re doing well. It’s our daughter.” Elia smiled heheh.
She let out her moaning just soaked in eccentricity, spinning her ass, and it was a pure smile that I couldn’t think of as a woman who fixed me.
“I can do more if my dad is good.”
The words seemed to give me a choice, but I wasn’t the one who didn’t know the true intention behind them.
Now I don’t even have the heart to refuse.
Gradually addicted to her and her lust.
I nodded her head and Elia started to go down, stroking my sweaty body and licking it clean with her tongue.
Her whole body glows with sweat, and her white breasts sway from side to side whenever she moves.
A peaceful little room where children read fairy tales until a few days ago.
The room was a mess with love juice and semen, and only the obscene smell of men and women was wafting around.
The scene of my naked daughter licking my body on a bed that only reminded me of a sound sleep was an obscene scene that I couldn’t take my eyes off.
After barely licking my body, Elia raised her upper body. Following her movement, her breasts swayed again this time.
The feeling of her lustful breasts, which I inadvertently want to squeeze with my hands, was still vivid.
Elia whispered, clinging to my side again, running her hand from my chest to her crotch.
“Dad, there is no need to feel guilty. Because when I was hugged by my dad, I was the happiest in the world.”
“Yes, that would be good.”
Yes… The process and result are a little strange, but if Elia is happy, she can get rid of all the worries in me.
People around me might think I’m crazy, but their happiness was always the number one priority in my life. For him, to hand over my body to his daughter? I was able to endure it enough.
Of course, if there is no guilt at all, it is false. However, what covered that guilt was the warmth of Elia’s strange smile.
I ran a gentle run through Elia’s hair as she cradled her face against her chest.
Her hair, wet with sweat, was damper than usual, and the scent of a woman spread thickly.
However, I was well aware that it was not a socially acceptable behavior.
Even if she wasn’t my real daughter, the fact that she was raised with my own hands didn’t change.
It wasn’t just me who was criticized, but Elia could also be criticized for being a dirty bitch, so this relationship had to be kept secret from everyone.
It wasn’t difficult. There is just one more little secret that only Elia and I have.
The feeling of the wind blowing from the window opened to ventilate my cheek was the same as usual.
Yes, my daily life has not changed. Just a few changes and secrets.
I kept making excuses inwardly, and cautiously stepped outside.