I can't stand it... This kind of bitch who is fucked by me... I can't stand it!!
The first time I was pregnant with the woman I liked, I didn’t have the sense of responsibility as a father, nor did I upgraded to Christine’s obsession with his beloved wife’s doting things that unexpected happened every day in the dark room of my beloved wife. The joys, anger, sorrows and happiness that ordinary people cannot bear, will dilute the stimulation feeling like pouring water into wine, so dull that Gu Jing can almost accept all the good or bad things that happened around me.
Except for the sexual desire that always tormented me because of my strength, I really don’t have the joy of being a father and hold a playful attitude. I looked perverted and foolish as if I was stroking the bulging belly of the Saint Mom, and at the same time I used my cock to push the little mouth of the Killing Academy, as if I planned to vent my sexual desire of wanting to fuck pregnant women in this way, so as not to really not be able to help but press Christine down and do something that would harm our children.
Another day I must ask Sebastian if there are any restrictions and statements about having sex with pregnant women, otherwise I will sooner or later be greedy for this tempting fruit...
Really, I didn't want to calm down for a moment... I was even more naughty than the one in my belly...
After all, I have been with me the longest time. Christine fully understands my sexual fetishness. Just looking at me, kissing and licking her bulging belly, I know what I most desire at this time.
The saint mother hugged me gently, stroking my hair to massage me while comforting me softly, and whispering provocative words that made my sexual desire grow higher:
This time it's your first child, and your mother will definitely be more careful... After getting experience, you can let your baby son fuck your mother, a lowly pregnant woman. Wave horn. Your big cock can enter and exit the mother's bulging belly at any time, anywhere, and stir it freely inside... Do you like your mother with her big belly erect in front of you?
like!I like your slutty so much...Mom...Mom!I'm going to cum!!
Cum... all of them are shot!Mom wants the semen of a good son...
The pregnant woman who will take the initiative to seduce men is probably the G-spot on my sexual fetishness. It is difficult to resist just by listening to Christine's mother telling me these obscene words. The desire to ejaculate has reached its limit and was held tightly in her arms and sucking her pink nipples. I was very unlucky and pressed my legs and sucked my cock hard by the killing institute. After driving straight into the depths of the witch's esophagus, I ejaculated happily.
A large amount of white dirty stuff passed through her throat, filling it with the witch's sob that seemed painful and happy, completely venting her lust...
Oh my God... Master, you ejaculate so much, I can also be like Lord Christine, you have become a big belly.
The intense ejaculation made me pant intoxicatedly between my mother's breasts, and I couldn't help but respond to the female slave's teasing.
But the killing institute said that my stomach was filled with my semen and my stomach still made me unable to help but show my head and look at her. This bitch had completely mastered the password to make me happy. She saw that I was addicted to Christine's pregnant woman's figure, and she also took the opportunity of swallowing her semen to slightly change her body shape, making her originally flat belly bulge, and like Christine's mother, she turned into a coquettish big belly, which made my cock that had ejaculated once regained its energy again.
Humph, bitch... I don’t dare to fuck a real pregnant woman, don’t you still dare to fuck you, a fake?Come here and let me have a good time!
It’s Master of the Wave…ah!!!
The gift box on the sofa was pushed to the ground with my big wave of my hand. I pushed Qi Huangjiao over and pressed it on the sofa. Without her permission, I inserted the penis that was still stuck to semen into her wet birth canal, and breathed happily while going deeper:
Damn...this is this...this is the feeling in the pregnant woman's body?It's so cool?
The Killing School has never been pregnant, but she has studied in medical school and is very familiar with the changes in the body after pregnancy, including the difference between the vagina and usual during pregnancy. It can be said that using her body constructed by the flesh and blood of the demon pillar is perfect in simulating the physiological state of a pregnant woman. In addition to not having a child, she is already exactly like a real pregnant woman. She already has Christine's mother, a real pregnant woman. The fake pregnant woman in the Killing School is not only not a disappointing fake, but is a very perfect substitute for me. She can devote herself to her love for a pregnant slave. She enjoys her body fiercely and does not have to worry about a miscarriage. It is simply a pillow sent to me when she is sleepy. It came too timely!
Ah Wave!!Young Master...Ah Wave God... Actually...Ah Wave is so fierce. The uterus of the slaves is going to be...Ah Wave is smashed by Young Master. Wave Wave Wave
Fuck you to death!Bitch!I'll fuck you to death!I have to fuck you, a pregnant bitch, for a miscarriage!!
I dared not vent my dark desire to Christine, nor did I dare to pour out the lustful thoughts on other female slaves, all of which were injected into the body of the Killing Academy. I exploded like bundles of explosives on her body. I held the plump breasts of the Killing Academy firmly with both hands, and quickly swayed my waist and hips while pinching her so hard that it made her feel pain. The vaginal fluid splashed and made us choke at the joint.
Christine originally planned to come and cheer me up, and kiss and caress me to make it more comfortable to fuck me so that I can ejaculate as soon as possible, but now she is unable to move with her big belly, and she is also worried that my crazy movements will accidentally hurt the child in her belly.
While she was hesitating whether to come over, Olika pressed her on the sofa, stuffed a box of gifts into her arms and gave her a look of stopping. Then she came to me on behalf of her, and put her elastic big black skin breasts on behind me, constantly kissing my neck, seducing me to vent more and more lewd desires:
Your Majesty... Fuck it all your heart... Now that your devil is pregnant, we female slaves are useless, and even if you are fucked to death, it doesn't matter...
Damn... you are such a naughty slut!I just want to fuck you to death!
Well... Then please try harder. You must use your majestic big cock to hit the bad uteruses of the bad slaves... Do you need a slave to help you?
How do you want to help...Damn it!!
As the three most slutty female slaves in my harem: Qi Huang, Olika Discrantia and Xiao Mei, when these three people love group sex with me, they are mostly in other female slaves who are tired until they fall asleep.
First, because these three people are low-ranking slaves in my role-playing role (it's just the role setting in our sex game does not mean that they are really low-ranking. After all, Olika is the one who has the most real power among all women now). When having sex, you have to wait until the other hostess is satisfied before you can come to serve me. Second, the way I pamper these three people seems a bit too much to other female slaves. If it weren't for their physical characteristics, this constitution that wouldn't get pleasure without having to fuck hard, they wouldn't get any happiness under my lust. And I don't really want to use too cruel methods to fuck them in front of other women, so as not to frighten those delicate babies to be frightened. For example, what Olika said now is to use her own weight to press me towards the body of the killing school, and directly squeeze towards her bulging pregnant belly.
Under the pressure of our weight, the round and plump belly of the Killing Academy was directly deformed by me. If she was really pregnant, I would be afraid that the child would have lost his life now and I would have to be pressed out of my mother's belly!
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!
The killing school was fucked by Olika and I, and the pain of being abused and the desire for overstimulation were satisfied. She rolled her eyes happily, and she burst into tears and let out a terrifying scream under me. She had never seen me like this terrifying 95 style trembled by our cruel and rebellious sex. She shrank in Browning's arms and didn't dare to see my torture of abortion of a woman with her cock.
However, even though my behavior was so cruel and even transcendent to the scope of human nature, my female slaves did not stop me. They just silently endured the strange crying in the Killing Academy by my side, praying quietly for me.
In their opinion, the "Demon King Seed" is not such a perfect thing, but the heavy shackles that bind my soul. It gives me the power to protect my family and create a better life for women. But at the same time, it also makes me a demon who falls into the abyss of desire. He struggles in the sea of desire that can never be satisfied, dedicates all happiness to them, but endures the torment and pain of hunger and thirst.
Legend has it that when a greedy person died, he would suffer from endless hunger. No matter how much he ate, he would not be able to fill his stomach. As it seems, I have fallen into a hell called lust, and there is no possibility of atonement and liberation.
Alas... Let's see if there is a more suitable girl to take it in and serve the master...
Only in the matter of "I hope I can have more women", all the female slaves in the dark room were under various considerations and got a consistent answer. Recently, Browning has been looking for some reliable girls in her tactical humanoid troops, hoping that I can accept them as a bedmate for me to have fun.
On the side of the demon ninja, Lai Guang's mother and Asahi Ikei were also gradually arranging the "sperm enhancement" female ninjas for me. Now the 24 gorgeous flowers have been more than halfway through me. Although there are a few little girls who are a little embarrassed to develop a super friendly relationship with me as soon as they come up, they are all successfully trapped one by one under my sweet words and fucked me into a slutty slave who is obsessed with the cock...
snort!Fuck you to death... a stinky bitch... fuck you to death... cum!!!
One day, these female slaves will become female animals with pregnant belly for me to play with sex. In a arrogant and shameless imagination, I hugged the killing house where my waist was swelling and could hardly be hugged. With the force behind Olika pressing behind me, I buried her head between her breasts, and pushed my penis into the uterus of this lewd bitch pregnant woman.
Olika served me diligently. She not only helped me flatten the belly of the Killing Academy, allowing me to experience the joy of ravaging a big belly, but also reached out to the position between our legs while I was thrusting my waist and fucking me hard. I felt so good that I couldn't help but ejaculate. Not only did I fill the pussy of the fake pregnancy in the Killing Academy, but under the pressure of many parties, even the sticky white lewd juice was sprayed out from the gaps where we combined. A lot of liquid splashed onto the faces of the female slaves who watched our sex around me in the moment of ejaculation. They screamed one after another. They really thought that I had broken the amniotic fluid in the Killing Academy and had a miscarriage!
It's so realistic that the female slaves watching believe that I'm fucking a pregnant woman, and you can imagine how satisfied I'm this introductory ejaculation...
Master... This time you are so majestic, you really want to make the slave fascinated... It's really... so good...
I was ravaged by the pressure and death of the Killing Academy, not only did not have any pain or fear, but was as satisfied as I did after everything was over, and even licked the sweat dripping in her cleavage with all my thoughts. In terms of heavy-taste sex, I and the Killing Academy, Qi Huang, were a demon woman, who was beaten by Zhou Yu to meet the fire of Huang Gai. It was a pair made of heaven and earth. If it weren't for the use of the Demon God Pillar Jie to take away the control of her body, it would be difficult for us to decide the outcome from the sex alone. Maybe I would still call her Lord Qi Huang today!
Although this bitch was sweating at this time, as watery as a lotus in the rain, the man couldn't help but want to kiss Xiangze, but I really felt fucked tonight. I just wanted to have a good sleep. I patted Olika's butt and let her get off first, panting and turning over to the side. Her weak cock was thrown out of the pussy of the killing institute with white juice. Then Olika, who was kneeling on the ground, was put into her mouth and licked it constantly. It was so comfortable that she didn't even want to open her eyes.
Don’t ignore others, the owner of the wavy... Do you want to go back to the bedroom and come back with the slave again?
I don’t know where the intense sex just now made the killing institute taste the sweetness. This bitch was almost suffocated by me half a minute ago. As soon as I recovered, she hugged my arm and acted coquettishly beside me, trying to let me use the way I used to get her so out of the way just now.
But after just two intense ejaculation, I was temporarily satisfied. Even if there was a bitch begging for pleasure, I had no intention of continuing. I just hugged the sweaty body of the Killing Academy and slowly returned to my anger. When my body came completely calm, I pinched her butt and whispered in his ear:
I will fuck you when I have the chance. Don’t worry now, just open the gifts with your slut sisters... Oh... Fuck!Olika…You came in with me and went to bed with me.
Gifts are piled up in the living room, so they can't finish them until dawn if they don't demolish them.
I simply pulled Olika and I back to the bedroom to sleep, not wanting her to stay up late and delay her work during the day, but also wanting to take this opportunity to accompany her so that she would not think of something that would only add to her worries.
Your Majesty, if you want to go to bed, would it be better to let Miss Christine accompany you?
How to say, is her breasts more than you, or is her lower body tighter than you?
As expected, as soon as I hugged this black-skinned bastard and turned off the lights, Olika spoke to me in a low voice. However, her seemingly humble words hid her true heart, which forced me to spend some time to enlighten me.
I just feel that... Now that the Saint Miss is pregnant with your child, you should fulfill your obligations as a husband and spend more time with her.
I am her husband, but I am not yours anymore?
No...this...
Hey, I know!Let me tell you, just these bitches around me are counted as one. No matter who is pregnant, I always raise children in this way. I am not good at it and don’t want to interfere. Apart from giving it to you female slaves who are mothers, I just care that the children’s material life is satisfied and I can’t give anything else.But you are the only existence outside this rule, Olika... If one day you get pregnant, I will definitely take care of your child as a treasure, and it will probably be different from other people's children.
I said these words from the heart. Olika lay on my chest, feeling my calm heartbeat while listening to my words. She habitually distinguished the profound meaning in my language and judged whether I was discussing with her seriously or talking nonsense.
And no matter what the speculation is, she cannot find out the basis for me to deceive her.
Why do you... prefer my children?
Because "hard-come" people always cherish hard-come things more. Even things that are of the same value or even cannot be compared at all, if they get the harder one, people will cherish that one more.To conceive my child, Olika, you have put in more effort than other women. How could I not like him?
But... the body of a slave really may not respond to your expectations...
Yeah?Then I might be even more excited on the day you are pregnant, so you have to be careful not to get hurt when I am crazy...
Compared to reason, women are more likely to accept men's gentleness, and compared to gentleness, women are more likely to accept men's confidence and domineering Orica's inferiority complex about her physical defects. After Christine announced her pregnancy, she gradually had a situation of Cute. At this time, I don't need to spend too much effort to enlighten her, just give her a clear attitude:
You all treat me sincerely and serve me as the only man. I dare not say that there is an equivalent reward for you, but at least you have to be equal. If you want each of you to get equal happiness, be patient. You will have what Christine has sooner or later.
The first time I was pregnant with the woman I liked, I didn’t have the sense of responsibility as a father, nor did I upgraded to Christine’s obsession with his beloved wife’s doting things that unexpected happened every day in the dark room of my beloved wife. The joys, anger, sorrows and happiness that ordinary people cannot bear, will dilute the stimulation feeling like pouring water into wine, so dull that Gu Jing can almost accept all the good or bad things that happened around me.
Except for the sexual desire that always tormented me because of my strength, I really don’t have the joy of being a father and hold a playful attitude. I looked perverted and foolish as if I was stroking the bulging belly of the Saint Mom, and at the same time I used my cock to push the little mouth of the Killing Academy, as if I planned to vent my sexual desire of wanting to fuck pregnant women in this way, so as not to really not be able to help but press Christine down and do something that would harm our children.
Another day I must ask Sebastian if there are any restrictions and statements about having sex with pregnant women, otherwise I will sooner or later be greedy for this tempting fruit...
Really, I didn't want to calm down for a moment... I was even more naughty than the one in my belly...
After all, I have been with me the longest time. Christine fully understands my sexual fetishness. Just looking at me, kissing and licking her bulging belly, I know what I most desire at this time.
The saint mother hugged me gently, stroking my hair to massage me while comforting me softly, and whispering provocative words that made my sexual desire grow higher:
This time it's your first child, and your mother will definitely be more careful... After getting experience, you can let your baby son fuck your mother, a lowly pregnant woman. Wave horn. Your big cock can enter and exit the mother's bulging belly at any time, anywhere, and stir it freely inside... Do you like your mother with her big belly erect in front of you?
like!I like your slutty so much...Mom...Mom!I'm going to cum!!
Cum... all of them are shot!Mom wants the semen of a good son...
The pregnant woman who will take the initiative to seduce men is probably the G-spot on my sexual fetishness. It is difficult to resist just by listening to Christine's mother telling me these obscene words. The desire to ejaculate has reached its limit and was held tightly in her arms and sucking her pink nipples. I was very unlucky and pressed my legs and sucked my cock hard by the killing institute. After driving straight into the depths of the witch's esophagus, I ejaculated happily.
A large amount of white dirty stuff passed through her throat, filling it with the witch's sob that seemed painful and happy, completely venting her lust...
Oh my God... Master, you ejaculate so much, I can also be like Lord Christine, you have become a big belly.
The intense ejaculation made me pant intoxicatedly between my mother's breasts, and I couldn't help but respond to the female slave's teasing.
But the killing institute said that my stomach was filled with my semen and my stomach still made me unable to help but show my head and look at her. This bitch had completely mastered the password to make me happy. She saw that I was addicted to Christine's pregnant woman's figure, and she also took the opportunity of swallowing her semen to slightly change her body shape, making her originally flat belly bulge, and like Christine's mother, she turned into a coquettish big belly, which made my cock that had ejaculated once regained its energy again.
Humph, bitch... I don’t dare to fuck a real pregnant woman, don’t you still dare to fuck you, a fake?Come here and let me have a good time!
It’s Master of the Wave…ah!!!
The gift box on the sofa was pushed to the ground with my big wave of my hand. I pushed Qi Huangjiao over and pressed it on the sofa. Without her permission, I inserted the penis that was still stuck to semen into her wet birth canal, and breathed happily while going deeper:
Damn...this is this...this is the feeling in the pregnant woman's body?It's so cool?
The Killing School has never been pregnant, but she has studied in medical school and is very familiar with the changes in the body after pregnancy, including the difference between the vagina and usual during pregnancy. It can be said that using her body constructed by the flesh and blood of the demon pillar is perfect in simulating the physiological state of a pregnant woman. In addition to not having a child, she is already exactly like a real pregnant woman. She already has Christine's mother, a real pregnant woman. The fake pregnant woman in the Killing School is not only not a disappointing fake, but is a very perfect substitute for me. She can devote herself to her love for a pregnant slave. She enjoys her body fiercely and does not have to worry about a miscarriage. It is simply a pillow sent to me when she is sleepy. It came too timely!
Ah Wave!!Young Master...Ah Wave God... Actually...Ah Wave is so fierce. The uterus of the slaves is going to be...Ah Wave is smashed by Young Master. Wave Wave Wave
Fuck you to death!Bitch!I'll fuck you to death!I have to fuck you, a pregnant bitch, for a miscarriage!!
I dared not vent my dark desire to Christine, nor did I dare to pour out the lustful thoughts on other female slaves, all of which were injected into the body of the Killing Academy. I exploded like bundles of explosives on her body. I held the plump breasts of the Killing Academy firmly with both hands, and quickly swayed my waist and hips while pinching her so hard that it made her feel pain. The vaginal fluid splashed and made us choke at the joint.
Christine originally planned to come and cheer me up, and kiss and caress me to make it more comfortable to fuck me so that I can ejaculate as soon as possible, but now she is unable to move with her big belly, and she is also worried that my crazy movements will accidentally hurt the child in her belly.
While she was hesitating whether to come over, Olika pressed her on the sofa, stuffed a box of gifts into her arms and gave her a look of stopping. Then she came to me on behalf of her, and put her elastic big black skin breasts on behind me, constantly kissing my neck, seducing me to vent more and more lewd desires:
Your Majesty... Fuck it all your heart... Now that your devil is pregnant, we female slaves are useless, and even if you are fucked to death, it doesn't matter...
Damn... you are such a naughty slut!I just want to fuck you to death!
Well... Then please try harder. You must use your majestic big cock to hit the bad uteruses of the bad slaves... Do you need a slave to help you?
How do you want to help...Damn it!!
As the three most slutty female slaves in my harem: Qi Huang, Olika Discrantia and Xiao Mei, when these three people love group sex with me, they are mostly in other female slaves who are tired until they fall asleep.
First, because these three people are low-ranking slaves in my role-playing role (it's just the role setting in our sex game does not mean that they are really low-ranking. After all, Olika is the one who has the most real power among all women now). When having sex, you have to wait until the other hostess is satisfied before you can come to serve me. Second, the way I pamper these three people seems a bit too much to other female slaves. If it weren't for their physical characteristics, this constitution that wouldn't get pleasure without having to fuck hard, they wouldn't get any happiness under my lust. And I don't really want to use too cruel methods to fuck them in front of other women, so as not to frighten those delicate babies to be frightened. For example, what Olika said now is to use her own weight to press me towards the body of the killing school, and directly squeeze towards her bulging pregnant belly.
Under the pressure of our weight, the round and plump belly of the Killing Academy was directly deformed by me. If she was really pregnant, I would be afraid that the child would have lost his life now and I would have to be pressed out of my mother's belly!
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!
The killing school was fucked by Olika and I, and the pain of being abused and the desire for overstimulation were satisfied. She rolled her eyes happily, and she burst into tears and let out a terrifying scream under me. She had never seen me like this terrifying 95 style trembled by our cruel and rebellious sex. She shrank in Browning's arms and didn't dare to see my torture of abortion of a woman with her cock.
However, even though my behavior was so cruel and even transcendent to the scope of human nature, my female slaves did not stop me. They just silently endured the strange crying in the Killing Academy by my side, praying quietly for me.
In their opinion, the "Demon King Seed" is not such a perfect thing, but the heavy shackles that bind my soul. It gives me the power to protect my family and create a better life for women. But at the same time, it also makes me a demon who falls into the abyss of desire. He struggles in the sea of desire that can never be satisfied, dedicates all happiness to them, but endures the torment and pain of hunger and thirst.
Legend has it that when a greedy person died, he would suffer from endless hunger. No matter how much he ate, he would not be able to fill his stomach. As it seems, I have fallen into a hell called lust, and there is no possibility of atonement and liberation.
Alas... Let's see if there is a more suitable girl to take it in and serve the master...
Only in the matter of "I hope I can have more women", all the female slaves in the dark room were under various considerations and got a consistent answer. Recently, Browning has been looking for some reliable girls in her tactical humanoid troops, hoping that I can accept them as a bedmate for me to have fun.
On the side of the demon ninja, Lai Guang's mother and Asahi Ikei were also gradually arranging the "sperm enhancement" female ninjas for me. Now the 24 gorgeous flowers have been more than halfway through me. Although there are a few little girls who are a little embarrassed to develop a super friendly relationship with me as soon as they come up, they are all successfully trapped one by one under my sweet words and fucked me into a slutty slave who is obsessed with the cock...
snort!Fuck you to death... a stinky bitch... fuck you to death... cum!!!
One day, these female slaves will become female animals with pregnant belly for me to play with sex. In a arrogant and shameless imagination, I hugged the killing house where my waist was swelling and could hardly be hugged. With the force behind Olika pressing behind me, I buried her head between her breasts, and pushed my penis into the uterus of this lewd bitch pregnant woman.
Olika served me diligently. She not only helped me flatten the belly of the Killing Academy, allowing me to experience the joy of ravaging a big belly, but also reached out to the position between our legs while I was thrusting my waist and fucking me hard. I felt so good that I couldn't help but ejaculate. Not only did I fill the pussy of the fake pregnancy in the Killing Academy, but under the pressure of many parties, even the sticky white lewd juice was sprayed out from the gaps where we combined. A lot of liquid splashed onto the faces of the female slaves who watched our sex around me in the moment of ejaculation. They screamed one after another. They really thought that I had broken the amniotic fluid in the Killing Academy and had a miscarriage!
It's so realistic that the female slaves watching believe that I'm fucking a pregnant woman, and you can imagine how satisfied I'm this introductory ejaculation...
Master... This time you are so majestic, you really want to make the slave fascinated... It's really... so good...
I was ravaged by the pressure and death of the Killing Academy, not only did not have any pain or fear, but was as satisfied as I did after everything was over, and even licked the sweat dripping in her cleavage with all my thoughts. In terms of heavy-taste sex, I and the Killing Academy, Qi Huang, were a demon woman, who was beaten by Zhou Yu to meet the fire of Huang Gai. It was a pair made of heaven and earth. If it weren't for the use of the Demon God Pillar Jie to take away the control of her body, it would be difficult for us to decide the outcome from the sex alone. Maybe I would still call her Lord Qi Huang today!
Although this bitch was sweating at this time, as watery as a lotus in the rain, the man couldn't help but want to kiss Xiangze, but I really felt fucked tonight. I just wanted to have a good sleep. I patted Olika's butt and let her get off first, panting and turning over to the side. Her weak cock was thrown out of the pussy of the killing institute with white juice. Then Olika, who was kneeling on the ground, was put into her mouth and licked it constantly. It was so comfortable that she didn't even want to open her eyes.
Don’t ignore others, the owner of the wavy... Do you want to go back to the bedroom and come back with the slave again?
I don’t know where the intense sex just now made the killing institute taste the sweetness. This bitch was almost suffocated by me half a minute ago. As soon as I recovered, she hugged my arm and acted coquettishly beside me, trying to let me use the way I used to get her so out of the way just now.
But after just two intense ejaculation, I was temporarily satisfied. Even if there was a bitch begging for pleasure, I had no intention of continuing. I just hugged the sweaty body of the Killing Academy and slowly returned to my anger. When my body came completely calm, I pinched her butt and whispered in his ear:
I will fuck you when I have the chance. Don’t worry now, just open the gifts with your slut sisters... Oh... Fuck!Olika…You came in with me and went to bed with me.
Gifts are piled up in the living room, so they can't finish them until dawn if they don't demolish them.
I simply pulled Olika and I back to the bedroom to sleep, not wanting her to stay up late and delay her work during the day, but also wanting to take this opportunity to accompany her so that she would not think of something that would only add to her worries.
Your Majesty, if you want to go to bed, would it be better to let Miss Christine accompany you?
How to say, is her breasts more than you, or is her lower body tighter than you?
As expected, as soon as I hugged this black-skinned bastard and turned off the lights, Olika spoke to me in a low voice. However, her seemingly humble words hid her true heart, which forced me to spend some time to enlighten me.
I just feel that... Now that the Saint Miss is pregnant with your child, you should fulfill your obligations as a husband and spend more time with her.
I am her husband, but I am not yours anymore?
No...this...
Hey, I know!Let me tell you, just these bitches around me are counted as one. No matter who is pregnant, I always raise children in this way. I am not good at it and don’t want to interfere. Apart from giving it to you female slaves who are mothers, I just care that the children’s material life is satisfied and I can’t give anything else.But you are the only existence outside this rule, Olika... If one day you get pregnant, I will definitely take care of your child as a treasure, and it will probably be different from other people's children.
I said these words from the heart. Olika lay on my chest, feeling my calm heartbeat while listening to my words. She habitually distinguished the profound meaning in my language and judged whether I was discussing with her seriously or talking nonsense.
And no matter what the speculation is, she cannot find out the basis for me to deceive her.
Why do you... prefer my children?
Because "hard-come" people always cherish hard-come things more. Even things that are of the same value or even cannot be compared at all, if they get the harder one, people will cherish that one more.To conceive my child, Olika, you have put in more effort than other women. How could I not like him?
But... the body of a slave really may not respond to your expectations...
Yeah?Then I might be even more excited on the day you are pregnant, so you have to be careful not to get hurt when I am crazy...
Compared to reason, women are more likely to accept men's gentleness, and compared to gentleness, women are more likely to accept men's confidence and domineering Orica's inferiority complex about her physical defects. After Christine announced her pregnancy, she gradually had a situation of Cute. At this time, I don't need to spend too much effort to enlighten her, just give her a clear attitude:
You all treat me sincerely and serve me as the only man. I dare not say that there is an equivalent reward for you, but at least you have to be equal. If you want each of you to get equal happiness, be patient. You will have what Christine has sooner or later.
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