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Ricarda: "I'm surprised. ......" Rosalie: "I guess I never imagined this outcome either."  The two lesbian pets ...... I have, the Knight Commander and the Archbishop, clashed with the other lesbian pets, the Knight Commander and the Archbishop, and then they were evenly matched, and then they were matched.  It was a development that Ricarda and Rosalie had never imagined. Ricarda said, "It's a three-way match, right? If they drew, the next round will be the final one, right? Rosalie said, "That's right. Next time we'll settle it. ...... Of course, you'll play the strongest card, right?" Ricarda: "Yes, of course. I'm bringing the best lesbian pet.  As if pushed by these words, katrina (katrina) appeared.  Katrina may be the highest-ranking person Ricarda has ever met in her life.  After all, she is the queen of the Black Country. Katrina said, "Let Ricarda's superiority be recognized. No matter who she faces, my victory is unassailable."  Perhaps because she was the queen, Katrina seemed to be brimming with confidence.  Or perhaps it was her performance that made her look that way. Perhaps it was the influence of her life as queen.  However, Ricarda's eyebrows moved slightly at the woman who appeared before her. Colette said, "Hmm, that confidence is encouraging. But against me, even Queen Katrina's odds are not good, are they?"  Colette (Colette)...... is the queen of the Blue Country, arrogantly saying. Ricarda: "I'm surprised." Rosalie: "Yes, me too. I didn't think that Ricarda also had a card that could rival the most powerful card here, Queen Colette." Ricarda "That's exactly my line. ...... Oh well, now we have the most powerful Queen vs.  The Black Country and the Blue Country, which are neighbors and have fought each other many times and now have annual quarrels over the border, regarded each other as virtual enemies.  The confrontation between the queens of these two countries is a spectacle to behold,...... Riccarda and Rosalie, who are somewhat airheaded, thought.  But for Katrina and Colette, it was a battle they never wanted to lose, even if it was unofficial and in the very unspeakable field of lesbian battles.  Even if it was by mistake, this woman had to be crushed.  Her bloodlust was swelling to the point that she could hardly be considered a queen. Katrina said, "Well, let's begin. Let's start the battle to let the body of the queen of the Blue Country know the taste of the woman of the Black Country." Colette: "Yes, shall we begin? Let the Queen of the Black Country's body know the taste of the woman of the Blue Country.  Katrina and Colette take off their dresses, which are richly embroidered and laced.  Their undergarments were strikingly colored with the symbols of their country.  Katrina, in her black erotic underwear, faces Colette, in her blue erotic underwear, and they approach each other.  Already the center of both panties is moistened and slightly darkened.  It seemed that they had been caught in the middle of a fight between two groups of four that had taken place earlier.  I let my fingers touch the top of the other's color-changing shorts.  The dampness was still.  The two were feeling a faint sense of shame, but they were still arrogant.  The finger penetrated along the edge of the shorts, touched the labia, and then penetrated further into the crack. Katrina: "That's disrespectful." Colette: "That's you too, isn't it?"  Still with room to spare, they intertwine their gazes, believing each other to be "better and superior," and their bodies are drawn closer together.  The straps of their bras are bent, and their beautifully shaped breasts press against each other through the two pieces of cloth.  Katrina tries to push it down with a disapproving look, and Colette plays it off as if to counterattack.  Immediately, a battle begins between the two, with their tits fighting each other through their bras.  They hit each other with their tits while teasing each other's labia and fondling each other's pubic nucleus. Katrina Colette: "Pfft ...... nn ha ......!"  It takes on the appearance of a sport or a martial art.  The point of pride as a queen and the character of hating to lose were also influences. Ricarda "Katrina ...... more softly." Rosalie: "Colette, that won't make me feel better."  At that little admonition, the two queens stop moving. Katrina "But ......!" Colette: "Because ......!"  I realize that I have lost sight of my purpose.  But in front of me is the person who is my sworn enemy.  Would he get under the skin of his enemy instead of the woman he fell in love with?  Ricarda, who understands the queen's inner conflict, turns to Katrina's back and gently presses her own body against it.  With that alone, Katrina's body shudders and trembles in a bewitching manner.  Ricarda's hand gently removes Katrina's bra.  In exactly the same way, Rosalie also removed Colette's bra.  Once this happens, the two queens also remove their panties without prompting.  Every last thing that covers their ample bodies is removed, and they are forced to make love only with their bodies and compete with each other in their skills up and down. Katrina: "But now there can be no tricks, no excuses." Colette: "Perhaps this is exactly what a duel deserves."  Even though she is so strong, the fact that her cheeks are slightly red with shame is endearing to Ricarda and Rosalie.  The two queens embraced each other as if they were consciously shaking each other off, and then they broke the ice.  They addressed their hands to each other's breasts, squeezing them softly, tickling the areola, and plucking the nipples a little harder. Katrina Colette: "Oh, mmmm... ......"  The lusty, unintentional voice that leaked out became a strong pleasure for both of us.  The realization that they had made their enemies gasp, even slightly, stimulated the queens' sense of taste.  With the other hand, they traced back the other's labia, and then, without hesitation, penetrated inward.  Once the fingers were in, they stroked the inner walls of the vagina and rubbed the sensitive areas. Katrina Colette: "Oh, mmm! Stop it, stop it ...... hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"  No one would listen to such a feeble command.  The two of them were eager to grope each other.  They eagerly caressed each other's crotch and breasts.  Ricarda and Rosalie made love to each other so passionately that they seemed to have forgotten that they were being watched.  Of course, it was because they did not want to lose to the other, but they also had a strange sense of expectation that they would be able to compete with someone who would return the same kind of caresses as they did.  The two of them sat down, taking each other's hands in theirs. Katrina "There's no point in going over each other in detail. ...... Colette: "Let's do it all at once."  The two of them were not interested in the same thing, or perhaps it was because they were looking for more pleasure.  Katrina and Colette spread their legs wide apart.  They place their right leg on the other's left leg, so that their labia are in close contact with each other and their legs are around each other's waist so that they are not separated from each other.  They raise their upper bodies, lay their bellies on top of each other, and lay their breasts on top of each other. Katrina: "Hmph...... kuh......" Colette: "Oooh ...... oooh ......"  The nipples and nipples are placed directly on top of each other in a firm embrace, rocking and probing the breast flesh.  A thrill of pleasure ran down my spine.  It was like an unusual rush of pleasure, like when Ricarda and Rosalie made love to me.  Katrina and Colette felt fear for a moment, but it was greatly outweighed by the inferiority complex.  With their noses touching each other and feeling each other's hot breath on their lips, they nodded slightly and began to stimulate the other's body with their own, rocking their bodies in a way that made them vibrate. Katrina "Ko, nn...... nhiiii!" Colette: "Ah, ah, ah, kuh!"  The amount of pleasure was tremendous.  It was different from when Riccarda and Rosalie led her to the climax, the feeling of running up to the climax together.  The two queens fell into that sense of oneness.  Their bodies moved quickly and strongly, as if they were raping each other.  Each seems to be moving selfishly and arrogantly, but in the end, this drives each other to a thorough climax. Katrina "Eh, wait, no such ......" Colette: "Lies ...... lies, that's ......" Katrina Colette "~~~~, !!!!."  Within a fraction of a second, Katrina and Colette had each other cornered in one fell swoop.  Then, very easily, they climaxed.  At that moment, the two, who thought it was unqueenly to make a winning sound, managed to cover their own mouths, and their interests coincided on that point.  Katrina and Colette reflexively took each other's lips in difference and let their charming voices echo in their oral cavity.  The sound of the proof of climax reverberated between them, bringing a strange sense of security that they were not alone, allowing them to devour the pleasure to their heart's content.  Reflexively thrusting their tongues together and tasting each other's saliva, they slumber in the afterglow of their deep climax. Katrina Colette said, "Nchu......? ! Mmmmmm!!!?"  They seemed to try to glare at each other when they realized that the person they were deep kissing was an enemy, but the skill of their kissing promptly took away the ability of both to think. Katrina Colette: "Nchu, nerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr?"  Meanwhile, of course, their labia were rubbing together, their pubic nuclei were pressing against each other, their breasts were squeezing and their nipples were thrusting against each other.  I was kissed here, and I didn't have the strength left to think straight. Katrina "Kk, to Colette, etc. ...... fkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" Colette "Kk, to Katrina, etc. ...... fukkuuun!  Despite such strong words, it was clear that both were becoming caged in with each other.  No longer entranced, the two queens were kissing, tit for tit, and rubbing their labia against each other.  Shallow but somehow beautiful, they continued to pleasure each other with the skills they possessed.  Three pairs of six female bodies were lying on the ground.  The leaders of the rival knighthoods,  One archbishop and one archbishop and one archbishop,  The hostile queens.  These three games were evenly drawn.  If they pitted their lesbian pets against each other and the result was even, then indirectly Ricarda and Rosalie's power would be even as well.  Ricarda is beginning to suspect that even her natural ability to charm is even with Rosalie.  The ability she has is special, but she does not believe it is the only absolute in the world.  When she thinks of this, a temptation rises in Ricarda that she cannot resist.  I want to test which of us has the better power of fascination.  If she were to defeat Rosalie, whose lesbian power was equal to her own, and turn her into a pet, how great would the pleasure be?  Ricarda's original desire to "aim high" came to fruition in the form of "wanting to fuck Rosalie.  Ricarda approaches Rosalie with a smile like an exultant fighter on his face. Ricarda said, "I guess the three games are a draw. ...... Too bad. No, it's a real shame." Rosalie: "No, I'm not hiding it. That desire that swells up and can't even be controlled. It's too big."  Rosalie pointed out so, but her expression was just like Ricarda's. Ricarda said, "Hey, let's do it, Rosalie. It's the final battle." Rosalie: "That's funny. I bet it would feel so much better if you corrupted Ricarda. ......"  They laughed deep in their throats, and their bodies lay on top of each other in anticipation of the greatest battle of all.  First, they put their lips on each other's as a sign of opening the battle.  They touch, then open their lips and quickly slide their tongues in.  Their tongues entwine and spiral, mixing their saliva and pouring it down each other's throats.  As you would do to a loved one, arms are put around the back of the other's back and the back of the head is held down so that they cannot escape the kiss.  Arms are also put behind their backs, and their bodies are pressed together, their breasts crushed against each other.  The breasts, which are not as large as those of the Knight Commander or the Queen, but large enough to be attractive, have a strong firmness, as if they are trying to gouge out the other's breast flesh.  They rub each other's tits, tickle and stimulate each other's nipples.  Their bellies, which are free of excess flesh, overlap snugly and you can feel their abdominal muscles with your stomach muscles.  The crotches are tightly overlapped and the labia are tightly entwined with each other as they twist their hips.  The labia above the labia also press against each other, rubbing and popping from side to side with each twist of the hips. Ricarda Rosalie: "Unnnnnn......!!!"  The sharp but sweet pleasure had them both completely rutting.  Of course, Ricarda charmed Rosalie with her ability without hesitation.  But ...... as expected, at the same time Rosalie also charmed Ricarda.  Both charms were precisely effective.  In other words, Rosalie fell for Riccarda and Riccarda fell for Rosalie.  For Ricarda, who knew somewhere in her heart that this was going to happen, it was now or never.  Even though they were attracted to each other, there is a hierarchical relationship afterwards.  In order for her to gain the upper hand here, she could not afford to lose this first match.  I must make Rosalie go thoroughly at any cost and make Ricarda fall in love with me wholeheartedly.  With her sweet fingertips, Ricarda strokes Rosalie's back, caresses the rim of her ass, and touches her sides.  She gently invites her, kisses her deeply, and hugs her tightly. Ricarda says, "Okay, Rosalie ....... Make me feel better."  But Rosalie is not to be outdone.  She holds Ricarda tightly, stimulating each other with her breasts and tits, and intertwining their crotches. Rosalie said, "Ricarda, relax more ...... omg, ah, so ...... good, Ricarda is so cute."  The act looked like a competition, as Ricarda was also trying to take advantage of Rosalie.  However, such feelings gradually disintegrated.  After all, the other party was highly skilled.  With the power of charm, the pleasure of just touching each other's bodies swelled.  I wondered if it was possible to be so driven when two people with the same level of fascination ability clash with each other.  Ricarda and Rosalie were surprised, but at the time still thought they could win.  However, such thoughts gradually crumbled. Ricarda "Nn, hii? Ro-Rosalie and Rosalie are playing nipple ...... kuuuuh !!!!" Rosalie: "Ricarda, Ricarda's nipples and my nipples are kissing each other ...... hiiuuhhhh !!!!"  The pleasure seemed to swell to infinity as the bloodshot, firm, hard nipples rubbed, crushed, and flexed their surfaces against each other.  Ricarda and Rosalie's bodies were even beginning to ooze mother's milk as if they were drowning, as if they were seeking a partner. Ricarda "Son, hey, I'm spewing my tits with Rosalie. ......?" Rosalie: "Oh, ah, mixing milk and milk, very naughty ......."  The act of twirling each other's nipples as they smear their mother's milk on the other's nipples is turning both of them on more than ever.  And their crotches are also pressed together nettily, as if inviting each other to join them.  Ricarda's love juice finally began to flow into Rosalie's vagina, and Rosalie's love juice also began to flow into Ricarda's vagina. Ricarda and Rosalie: "Ughhhh! Hot, Iy......!"  Both of them felt each other's love juice hot.  This also prompts small-scale climaxes in Ricarda and Rosalie's vaginas, and they enter a cycle of increasing production of more and more love juices. Ricarda: "Hiccup! This feels so, so good ......!" Rosalie: "I can feel how Ricarda feels......, I can't stop passing away......!  Ricarda and Rosalie have been mostly on the side of love, partly due to their abilities.  The fact that there are other people who can have sex with you on equal terms with you is new, and I've been feeling it more and more.  Not only did they make the other person cum, but the act of rising together felt good.  And then it reached its peak, and they both reached a great climax. Ricarda Rosalie "Gone, kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!"  The love juice spurted out, and they both felt the pleasure of the orgasm! and her love juices gushed out, claiming her climax.  Riccarda's love juice penetrates Rosalie's vaginal walls,  Rosalie's love juice penetrated Riccarda's vaginal wall. Ricarda and Rosalie "Ooooh, ahhh ...... and !!!!"  The situation is like a love juice Nakadashi.  Their vaginas could not withstand this strong stimulation.  Before they could think of anything else, they were hit by the next big climax.  What it meant was the next squirt.  After the climax, Ricarda and Rosalie shot another squirt into each other's vagina. Ricarda and Rosalie: "゛゛ ...... and !!!!"  Ricarda and Rosalie were shooting tides into each other's vaginas just after squirting, and the stimulation caused them to achieve another climax and squirt again.  Ricarda and Rosalie mutually, simultaneously and consecutively, caused this to happen, resulting in a chain of events that could not be stopped in the middle.  Their vaginas squirt back, using the other's squirting as the material for their climax.  It is a reaction, a sexual act, that the body does on its own, apart from Ricarda and Rosalie's will. Ricarda: "Hiii! Wait, wait, ......! Wait, wait, I said !!!!" Rosalie: "Kuuuh! I'm gone, I'm gone......! I'm already gone! !!!!"  The two are jostled by a torrent of half-angry climaxes.  Their vaginas are completely coated and filled with each other's love juices.  Meanwhile, their mother's milk also spurts out vigorously with each climax, which also hits each other's nipples with great force.  Since they are originally in such close proximity, the water pressure of the mother's milk is also strong.  Naturally, both nipples feel the stimulation of the mother's milk more and more, becoming sensitive and providing the next climax. Ricarda said, "Oh, God, no! I'm going to break, I'm going to break, I'm going to break... !!!!" Rosalie: "I don't know, I don't know anymore! I don't know anything except that it feels good. !!!!  The pleasure-soaked brain has already given up thinking.  The body, which is greedy for pleasure, then continued to move its body in accordance with its desire to "feel better".  They rubbed their crotches together and exchanged love juices, rubbed their breasts together and exchanged breast milk, and as they remembered, they intertwined their tongues and exchanged saliva .......  Ricarda and Rosalie forced each other into the most intense and prolonged series of climaxes they had ever felt, and they continued to have sex ...... until they passed out, or even passed out.  In the end, Ricarda and Rosalie's game was a draw all the way.  The knight commanders raped each other and corrupted each other,  The archbishops raped each other and corrupted each other,  The queens raped each other and corrupted each other,  Ricarda and Rosalie raped and corrupted each other.  The lesbian battle games between the powers that be of the Black and Blue Kingdoms were naturally kept secret.  However, this does not mean that it had no impact on the political and diplomatic arena.  The standoff between the two orders has largely ceased, and has been replaced by "exchanges.  The churches on both sides limited their criticism of each other, and "exchanges" took their place.  Conflicts between the two nations were replaced by "exchanges" that were less aggressive and more competitive.  Of co

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