Sir, I was wrong.
Martha was nestled in Lyle's arms, kissing her collarbone, trying to tease the god who had been meditating after returning to the temple.
I shouldn't have left without permission to worry you.
The girl hugged the god's neck and bit his lips: But if it weren't for this time, how could I know that the adults would accept my wishes?
Lyle pressed the girl moving around him, opened her eyes and glanced at her: I just disappeared, and I want to be fed with semen again?
Martha contracted her pussy, prompting her to squeeze her cock that was still stuck in her legs: If Lord Lyle is willing to give me a reward, I will certainly be very happy to accept it.
The god was pinched and blue veins rose on his neck. He patted the girl's little butt: Be calm.
That adult talked to me.
What can you say?Lyle had no expression on his face: Listen to those false promises you made to me?
Seeing the god looking sulky, Martha felt particularly happy.
Oh, my lord really cares about her~
But the most urgent task is to coax her god well.
It's not fake!
Martha said to the purple eyes under the mask: I have already thought about it. If the adults don’t get into the trap... I won’t come to see me, then I will run back and change my way to express my feelings to the adults.
... Lyer's eyebrows pounded, and he felt a subtle and complex feeling of being treated as prey: Are you all calculated?
Seeing that he was just showing some helplessness and had no intention of calculating, Martha hugged his body with her limbs as if she was hugging her beloved doll: Well, sir, I can only belong to me.
The god pinched her proud face: What if your methods didn't work?
Then Lord Lair is mine!
Martha smiled mysteriously, reached out to touch the god's back, and pointed it at the skin at the top of his hip line: Here, my name has been written.
Lyle turned his head, condensed a crystal mirror and placed it under his waist. Sure enough, he saw a very shallow tattoo near the tailbone, and he could vaguely distinguish several letters Martha and Martha.
when?
The wood carvings I make will carve my name, and maybe when I make statues for adults, I will carve them a little deeper, so there will be some traces when they are unsheathed.
Martha rubbed him flatteringly: Can adults keep it?
……certainly.
The god gently stroked the girl's delicate body, and his eyes darkened: In exchange, Martha must have my name on her body.
Ah, is that OK?The girl looked excited.
She laughed and pulled the god's hand, and led him to touch the area where the two men's genitals were connected, and stayed at the skin closest to the private part of her thigh: Is it good for adults to print their names here?
Martha twisted her waist and secretly sucked and spitted the giant thing, her voice as sweet and greasy as the juice flowing from underneath: In this way, every time she fucked me, it would tell her that my pussy was exclusive to Lord Lyle, and she only ate her cock and semen.
The description of the girl's lust and the warm touch under her fingertips made the gods breathe gradually harder.
He vented his desires in the vagina that marked his ownership. Just imagining the picture, Lyle's lower body felt a heat.
He pushed the girl down on the altar, pulled out the genitals covered with vaginal fluid, and toughly spread her thighs, allowing her fair legs to expose her bright red pussy.
The god handed her index finger to her mouth: Bite.
Martha took the finger inexplicably, licked it, and then gently polished his fingertips with her canine teeth.
Lyle's blood was surging by the itch from his fingertips, and he couldn't help but aggravate his tone: Bite it.
Martha obediently used some force, and the god's finger broke a hole, and the fishy and sweet blood oozed out.
The god pulled out his finger and pressed it against the inside of the girl's thigh. A purple dark light condensed into her fingertips, and used blood as ink to carve his name stroke by stroke on her body.
The moment the blood touched the girl's body, it automatically penetrated into her skin, blending with her flesh and blood with hot passion, spreading to her whole body like sea water pouring back into the river, arousing her surging wave of desire.
The body fluids of the gods have aphrodisiac effects. This time, the effect near the hole was stronger than the previous effect of taking semen. Martha immediately felt that the heart of her legs, which had just been filled, became empty again. She quickly contracted the hole, and urgently needed to swallow something thick, and poured a pot of hot soup for comfort.
Lord Lyle... The girl opened her wet eyes and begged to look down at her god with her face.
The god ignored her eagerness and pinched her legs to admire the bright red letter Liar left on it, which looked like a crime that was branded to the offender.
Lyle took the opportunity to carry her leg on her shoulders, letting the hole between her legs open to the maximum, and then aimed her erect penis at the languish, and asked her slowly:
Martha, you said, how should you punish a liar?
He fucked her hard with his adult cock.The girl licked her lips and estimated the degree of burning heat in her body: It would be better to beat her twice, and she should not be soft-hearted towards the liar.
The god smiled: Do you still have to use semen to break her stomach?
OK OK OK OK.The girl agreed happily.
Lyle rushed in and went deeper: Then I'll stand it.
…………
After the gods worked day and night, Martha was finally tempered into a spiritual body.
And there are some unexpected changes.
Martha touched both sides of her head and tailbone, and always felt that these places were itchy in recent days.
Sir, see what's wrong with me?
Lyle came over, lifted her hair, and gently pressed the two places she said, and obviously felt a small bulge bulge.
It's long.
Ah…?Martha looked at the sheep's horns standing on the god's head, and was a little unimaginable: Will I grow up like an adult?
No, the assimilation and transformation of divine power is limited, and it can only be roughly approached, and cannot reach the exact same.Lyle was interested and pointed at the corner where she had not yet had a prototype: it should be a little smaller than mine.
Ah!That means...
Martha reacted and turned to stare at her tailbone: I will, too, have a long tail?
Hmm.Lyle threw his own scales to the front and reached the bulge with the tip of the tail: It's great, the tail can finally do something when having sex.
What, what?After being touched by the bulge, Martha shook conditionally.
Matching Ah, the tail is a very sensitive place.
The gods teased there as if they had discovered new fun.
I'll give you more semen tonight.Lyle announced: Let your tail grow quickly.
Martha fell into Lyle's arms with a trembling body, her tailbone numbing.
She thought in a daze: Although it is very comfortable, she always feels that she has unlocked some strange new postures.
Martha was nestled in Lyle's arms, kissing her collarbone, trying to tease the god who had been meditating after returning to the temple.
I shouldn't have left without permission to worry you.
The girl hugged the god's neck and bit his lips: But if it weren't for this time, how could I know that the adults would accept my wishes?
Lyle pressed the girl moving around him, opened her eyes and glanced at her: I just disappeared, and I want to be fed with semen again?
Martha contracted her pussy, prompting her to squeeze her cock that was still stuck in her legs: If Lord Lyle is willing to give me a reward, I will certainly be very happy to accept it.
The god was pinched and blue veins rose on his neck. He patted the girl's little butt: Be calm.
That adult talked to me.
What can you say?Lyle had no expression on his face: Listen to those false promises you made to me?
Seeing the god looking sulky, Martha felt particularly happy.
Oh, my lord really cares about her~
But the most urgent task is to coax her god well.
It's not fake!
Martha said to the purple eyes under the mask: I have already thought about it. If the adults don’t get into the trap... I won’t come to see me, then I will run back and change my way to express my feelings to the adults.
... Lyer's eyebrows pounded, and he felt a subtle and complex feeling of being treated as prey: Are you all calculated?
Seeing that he was just showing some helplessness and had no intention of calculating, Martha hugged his body with her limbs as if she was hugging her beloved doll: Well, sir, I can only belong to me.
The god pinched her proud face: What if your methods didn't work?
Then Lord Lair is mine!
Martha smiled mysteriously, reached out to touch the god's back, and pointed it at the skin at the top of his hip line: Here, my name has been written.
Lyle turned his head, condensed a crystal mirror and placed it under his waist. Sure enough, he saw a very shallow tattoo near the tailbone, and he could vaguely distinguish several letters Martha and Martha.
when?
The wood carvings I make will carve my name, and maybe when I make statues for adults, I will carve them a little deeper, so there will be some traces when they are unsheathed.
Martha rubbed him flatteringly: Can adults keep it?
……certainly.
The god gently stroked the girl's delicate body, and his eyes darkened: In exchange, Martha must have my name on her body.
Ah, is that OK?The girl looked excited.
She laughed and pulled the god's hand, and led him to touch the area where the two men's genitals were connected, and stayed at the skin closest to the private part of her thigh: Is it good for adults to print their names here?
Martha twisted her waist and secretly sucked and spitted the giant thing, her voice as sweet and greasy as the juice flowing from underneath: In this way, every time she fucked me, it would tell her that my pussy was exclusive to Lord Lyle, and she only ate her cock and semen.
The description of the girl's lust and the warm touch under her fingertips made the gods breathe gradually harder.
He vented his desires in the vagina that marked his ownership. Just imagining the picture, Lyle's lower body felt a heat.
He pushed the girl down on the altar, pulled out the genitals covered with vaginal fluid, and toughly spread her thighs, allowing her fair legs to expose her bright red pussy.
The god handed her index finger to her mouth: Bite.
Martha took the finger inexplicably, licked it, and then gently polished his fingertips with her canine teeth.
Lyle's blood was surging by the itch from his fingertips, and he couldn't help but aggravate his tone: Bite it.
Martha obediently used some force, and the god's finger broke a hole, and the fishy and sweet blood oozed out.
The god pulled out his finger and pressed it against the inside of the girl's thigh. A purple dark light condensed into her fingertips, and used blood as ink to carve his name stroke by stroke on her body.
The moment the blood touched the girl's body, it automatically penetrated into her skin, blending with her flesh and blood with hot passion, spreading to her whole body like sea water pouring back into the river, arousing her surging wave of desire.
The body fluids of the gods have aphrodisiac effects. This time, the effect near the hole was stronger than the previous effect of taking semen. Martha immediately felt that the heart of her legs, which had just been filled, became empty again. She quickly contracted the hole, and urgently needed to swallow something thick, and poured a pot of hot soup for comfort.
Lord Lyle... The girl opened her wet eyes and begged to look down at her god with her face.
The god ignored her eagerness and pinched her legs to admire the bright red letter Liar left on it, which looked like a crime that was branded to the offender.
Lyle took the opportunity to carry her leg on her shoulders, letting the hole between her legs open to the maximum, and then aimed her erect penis at the languish, and asked her slowly:
Martha, you said, how should you punish a liar?
He fucked her hard with his adult cock.The girl licked her lips and estimated the degree of burning heat in her body: It would be better to beat her twice, and she should not be soft-hearted towards the liar.
The god smiled: Do you still have to use semen to break her stomach?
OK OK OK OK.The girl agreed happily.
Lyle rushed in and went deeper: Then I'll stand it.
…………
After the gods worked day and night, Martha was finally tempered into a spiritual body.
And there are some unexpected changes.
Martha touched both sides of her head and tailbone, and always felt that these places were itchy in recent days.
Sir, see what's wrong with me?
Lyle came over, lifted her hair, and gently pressed the two places she said, and obviously felt a small bulge bulge.
It's long.
Ah…?Martha looked at the sheep's horns standing on the god's head, and was a little unimaginable: Will I grow up like an adult?
No, the assimilation and transformation of divine power is limited, and it can only be roughly approached, and cannot reach the exact same.Lyle was interested and pointed at the corner where she had not yet had a prototype: it should be a little smaller than mine.
Ah!That means...
Martha reacted and turned to stare at her tailbone: I will, too, have a long tail?
Hmm.Lyle threw his own scales to the front and reached the bulge with the tip of the tail: It's great, the tail can finally do something when having sex.
What, what?After being touched by the bulge, Martha shook conditionally.
Matching Ah, the tail is a very sensitive place.
The gods teased there as if they had discovered new fun.
I'll give you more semen tonight.Lyle announced: Let your tail grow quickly.
Martha fell into Lyle's arms with a trembling body, her tailbone numbing.
She thought in a daze: Although it is very comfortable, she always feels that she has unlocked some strange new postures.
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