The cool night wind stirred up waves of ripples on the oasis lake. The young woman in red scratched the creaking nest of the girl in her arms with a bad look on her face, causing a sweet and soft smile like cotton candy. Her pure face and charming appearance snuggled up with each other, just like a real mother and daughter, without any disagreement.
Mrs. Karen: After seeing through the little baby Yu, will you dare to help Andrea fight against aunt? I scratched and creaked.
Touyu: Hahaha, Aunt Karen, haha, itchy, I don’t dare, hahaha, I don’t dare...
The night wind blowing towards her mischievously lifted up the pink and pink short skirt, revealing her pink and tender buttocks, and the small ribbons that intersected on the hips. Under Andrea's harsh protest, Mrs. Karen had to add a layer of fabric to the translucent princess skirt, but refused to modify the thong as the back lining of the skirt. After the two discussed it over and over again, the Saint Maiden had to compromise helplessly. First, the small skirt was indeed as Mrs. Karen said, both ventilated and breathable, sun-proof and heat-insulated. Xiao Tengyu was comfortable to wear and refused to change it. Second, although she was the youngest fifth-level magician in the history of the Eternal Continent, she could not beat Mrs. Karen, the saint-level powerhouse Ah...
In fact, there is a third reason. Last night, the Saint Maiden changed into the set of sexy holy robe and masturbated under the command of Benjamin's old pervert. After falling asleep, she had not had time to change the thong inside. At this moment, her crotch was feeling cold.
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Not far away, Mrs. Carran pointed to Andrea's thigh teasingly, and the feeling of gloating was full of expression.
Andrea pressed down the raised skirt in shame and anger, and cut off Mrs. Karen's eyes hard. Fortunately, Xiao Touyu didn't see it, otherwise she wouldn't know how to raise her head in front of the little girl in the future.
Mrs. Carlin ignored Andrea's threat, instead provocatively took the initiative to gently pull up her red skirt, and the inside was the thong she wore last night. Except for the color of dark purple, the style was exactly the same as Andrea's one.
The most pure Holy See's saint on the Eternal Continent and the most obscene number one slut actually wear the same exposed underwear, which is ironic to think about it.
Andrea, who was pressed by Kalian, said angrily to the dark sorrow beside her: You should also say Kalian a little, if this continues, Tongyu will definitely make this woman bad!
Anshang wiped the sword and said: It's okay, you also know that Touyu has an instinct to understand people's hearts, and she knows in her heart who is good to her.
Andrea suddenly said seriously: If I read it correctly, Tuoyu should be a mixed race between the feathers and the demons, right?It is extremely difficult to produce offspring between different races, but it is easy to deal with other races, but it is hard to say if it is a feather race and a demon race.
Dark Sorrow: Yes, neither the Feather Clan nor the Demon Clan can tolerate this child, so I had to bring her with me.
Andrea: Where are her parents?
Dark Sorrow: All have passed away, and her father finally entrusted her to me before his death.
Andrea: Pity kid.
Dark Sorrow: So I think it’s good that as long as she lives happily, everything else doesn’t matter, even if she wants to be a slut like Mrs. Karen.
Andrea: Maybe she will become the queen.
Anshang: Then I will do my best to stop her.
Andrea: Why?
Anshang lowered his eyebrows and said: No queen I know is happy.
Andrea: Do you know the queen of the five clans very well?
Dark Sorrow: When I practiced sword skills before, I fought with them.
Andrea: Ah?Even the queen of the feather tribe, you dare to mess with it?Didn’t she say she hated the demons the most?
Dark Sorrow: She is the one who messed with me, but her demon-slaying is quite troublesome. At that time, I had just taken over the title of Sword Saint from Jianmang, and finally escaped from the Pure Heaven with Tuoyu.
Andrea: Slowly, is Too Yu...
Dark Sorrow: It’s Jianmang’s daughter.
Andrea: Do Touyu know that her father died at your hands...
Anshang: Of course I know, and it was the one who personally told her the story before the sword light fell.
Andrea: She doesn't hate you?
Anshang: I said that Tuoyu knew who was good to her in his heart.
Andrea: By the way, what is the name of the sword in your hand?Why does it look ordinary?
The dark sorrow: It’s just a very ordinary sword Ah. I found a familiar blacksmith shop to customize it. It has seven silver coins per hand, but no name.
Andrea said in disbelief: What?She had never expected that the woman who was recognized as the best sword skills on the Eternal Continent actually used such an unknown sword.
Dark Sorrow: The length, width, weight, material, and even the grip of the sword hilt are completely made according to my requirements. They are much easier to use than the so-called famous swords in the family. When you step into the holy level, you will have a new understanding of the use of eternal power. Just like this thin sword that looks ordinary, I don’t need it to be sharp, I just need it to appear in the right position at the right time.
Andrea: I thought Sword Saint would always pay more attention to swords.
The dark sorrow smiled strangely: The Saint is the purest believer on the Eternal Continent, so he doesn't care much about underwear...
Andrea said, covering her pretty blushing face with her hands. Tengyu, who was not far away, heard the sound, turned her head curiously, raised her fleshy little hand and poked her face, and shouted in a slight voice: Shame.
The silver-white moonlight spread on the endless yellow sand, and the cold wind blew, which was extremely lonely and incredibly calm. Only experienced adventurers or mercenaries would understand what a fatal threat lies beneath the calm appearance of this desert.
The temperature difference between day and night creates an extremely harsh natural environment. Whether it is the wild land northward or the millennium kingdom southward, they have no intention of taking over this barren land. The goblins who migrated here to settle in the ancient war years named this desert Mismore, which means the place of exile in the goblin language.
For thousands of years, the richest merchants, the most fierce mercenaries, the most brutal criminals, and the largest number of prostitutes and sex slaves have gathered here. It is said that in addition to the lofty Her Majesty, you can find any woman you want here, and even some saint-level female powerhouses are no problem. Of course, the premise is that you can provide sufficient benefits to the mainland Chamber of Commerce.
The lights are red and the wine is green, and the rice is intertwined. The men are throwing gold coins and drunk in tenderness. The women are betrayed their souls and lost in desires. Dozens of brothels of different styles are distributed around the oasis, forming the most famous pornographic entertainment industry on the continent. However, these brothels that are considered top-notch in any place have never dared to say that the prostitutes and sex slaves in their shops are the best to satisfy customers. Everyone knows that the most outstanding woman here can only be in the brothel called blasphemy. The boss is Manduff. Only the richest goblin on the Eternal Continent will absurdly build nightclubs on the lake in the oasis. Only this goblin who has unknown how many secrets can have the ability to make all mercenaries bow to him. If there are laws on this mixed yellow sand, then Manduff is the only judge!
Blasphemy In a newly moved double room in the club, the unique sweet and sour fragrance of apple pies spreads in the kitchen, overlapping with the fragrance in the memory of the brunette young woman. She tied a long braid on her right shoulder and drooped her chest. Her light cheeks did not have any extra traces, revealing a kind of simplicity given by nature. She didn't put on makeup because she didn't like makeup, and because even without makeup, she was already pretty enough. She just stared at the steaming oven in a steaming oven, as if nothing in this world is more important than the apple pies in the stove at this moment. Her serious and focused look and elegant temperament are very close to her. She has the appearance of a virtuous mother.
But how could such a beauty live in this most luxurious brothel in the mainland, just be an ordinary mother?
Her name is Liz, from Ta'an Village, the Holy Alliance. She has been completely trained to be a sex slave. She also became a sex slave. Her most beloved daughter Liya.
Smelling the fragrance of nostalgia, Liya rarely regained her quirky temperament, and pouted her mouth and said coquettishly: Mother, aren't you doing well yet?Take it out quickly, I'm so greedy.
Liz said angrily: You know how expensive this basket of apples is in this place. You have to roast them slowly over a slow fire. If they are burned, it will be wasteful.
Liya: What does it matter? The guests here are so generous. And the gold coin we rewarded after accompanying Master Mandav last time has not been spent yet. We earn more money here than all the fruit trees in our house combined.
Liz: Oh, my little Liya has really grown up and can settle the scores and lead the company.
Liya put her hands on her hips and raised her breasts that were already slightly more majestic and elegant, saying proudly: That's not?Ah, what are you doing, Mother!
The pretty girl who was just now lost in her heart was suddenly attacked by her mother's chest and hurriedly protected the forbidden area.
Liz teased her daughter and smiled: Well, it feels good, I am really worthy of being my daughter, I really have the capital to be proud.
Liya: How could you bully your daughter like this!
Liz gently hugged her daughter in front of her and laughed.
Liz sniffed the faint body scent of her daughter and said softly: Liya, do you hate me in your heart?If I hadn't let Charlie catch up in the town, maybe there wouldn't be as many things as I did later. Sorry, my mother doesn't have the ability to protect you.
Liya: How could it be? Mother, you are one of the few beautiful women in the village. There is nothing you can do about being favored by Charlie, by the way, have you forgotten?Uncle Sandel in the grocery store next door is over 60 years old, so he still becomes hard against you?
Liz pinched her daughter's nose: He would say, "You little girl, you also let the uncle cum inside." When you were a child, you liked to run to other people's shops to make trouble, which made you mess up, but you ended up suffering, right?"He pressed it on the counter and fucked it hard for more than half an hour.
Liya: Mother, you have the nerve to say that you are obviously outside and don’t come in to help your daughter share the burden.
Liz: At that time, my mother was raped by three big men in turn, so how could I come in to help you?
Liya: Oh, that's it, then I will reluctantly forgive you.
Liz: Alas?No, damn girl, didn’t you just say that you didn’t blame your mother?
Liya spitted out her tongue playfully. Liz looked at the time on the wall clock, put on gloves and took out a piece of freshly baked apple pie from the stove, broke it apart in half, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to Liya's mouth. The crispy crust was wrapped with fragrant sauce and flesh. The young woman's cooking skills were not unfamiliar with sexual training. Even though her body was already despicable, her mother would not forget how to cook her daughter's favorite food.
Looking at her daughter's cute look of swallowing her mouth despite the hot stuffing, Liz smiled comfortably: Slow down, don't burn it, there is still in the stove. It would be great if Elusa was there. You sisters like to eat apple pie the most.
When Liya heard her mother mention her sister, she looked dim and said: "Okay, what are you doing with her sister?"
Liz wiped the oil stains on the corner of Liya's mouth and asked: Are you still blaming Elusa for leaving us alone?
Liya: No...I also know that my sister had no choice that night, but...but sometimes I still can't help but think that if my sister surrendered to the lord, became a sex slave with us, was invaded by the guards, moaned under the crotch of a man together, and was trained by the broken place, I might not be so scared. Although I have no blood relationship, we are a family after all. Shouldn't we face the storm together?
Liz: It’s no wonder that you have been dependent on Elusa since you were a child, but you also know that Elusa is not an ordinary person and she has her own destiny.
Liya: Humph, it’s good to leave. My sister has such a hot figure and a beautiful face. She will definitely be fucked by those men so hard that she can’t close her legs. Her healing light cannot be used on herself, and maybe I have to take care of her in the end.
Liz gently caresses her daughter and starts: My little Liya is indeed sensible... Mrs. Liz's eyes are wet, her daughter is sensible, she is no longer the miserable little girl in the past, but the price of being sensible makes her so sad. Which mother is willing to watch her little baby be trained to be a slut?
Her daughter should have lived freely and fell in love with a handsome young man on the bustling streets at first sight.
Her daughter should have put on a pure white wedding dress and said shyly in the blessings of her relatives and friends.
Her daughter should have lived her life happily, rather than getting up at five in the morning for the goblins to have a blowjob.
But all this is impossible. Even if Elusha rescues them one day, it is impossible. From the day she was forced to mate with Harry, the mother and daughter could never go back. Some things were broken and they would not be able to return to their original state no matter how much they paid.
The mother and daughter wore the same wedding dress and squirted in public on the platform. The mother and daughter had sex with every man in the village who was capable of erect. The mother and daughter were openly incontinent in front of the grave of their relatives. She could not forget, she could not forget the hiring Brown applied the potion configured by the veterinarian to her and her daughter's private parts, she could not forget the explicit words and playful smiles of the villagers, Harry's rapid breathing and long tongue, she could not forget the numb and empty eyes of her daughter after being ejaculated, she could not forget, she could not forget the sound of heartbreak...
They are just a mother and daughter, a sex slave mother and daughter, and a sex slave mother and daughter deprived of all hope.
Liya shook her mother's arms: Mother, why did she suddenly cry?
Liz came to her senses and smiled with tears: It's nothing, it seems like sand is blowing into her eyes.
Liya: Let's eat more, and we will go on stage to perform striptease tonight, hoping not to be gang-raped all night like last time.
Liz: It's Ah. Those goblins looked thin, but once they entered the state of excitement, their penis was actually thicker than the beasts. That night, they thrust into three holes at the same time, and repeatedly injected the semen, and the climax couldn't stop.
Liya: And their body sensation is much heavier than other races. When I first had a blowjob with them, I almost vomited on the spot.
Liz: Hold on, sex slaves should not spit out the guest's semen without permission.
Liya: I never dreamed of having sex with goblins…
Liz: By the way, Master Manduff mentioned to me last time and said that he would take Brown over in a few days and let us get violated and conceived by him. He had a recipe to ensure that we all gave birth to daughters.
Liya's face changed drastically, and she shouted like a frightened little beast: No!Only that man is absolutely not good, I will never give birth to his child!
Liz sighed: For us sex slaves, there is no right to refuse...
Liya was stunned when she heard this, rubbed the corners of her eyes, broke free from her mother's arms, and ran towards the bedroom.
Liz picked up a small piece of apple pie left by her daughter on the ground and shook her head. Why would she be raped by the man who betrayed their family?
The young girl with a cute pillow hugged her beloved pillow and lay on the side on the big bed. Her silent sobbing made her mother even more sad than an angry questioning. Her willful daughter has now become so well-behaved, so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.
Liz silently opened the closet, took out the two exotic dance skirts that were tailor-made for them, mother and daughter, and said softly: Liya, please change the skirt first.
Liya twisted her waist, poked out half of her pretty face from the pillow, and quietly glanced at her mother who was still wearing a naked apron. She felt guilty. She was wearing ordinary pajamas and trousers, and even the bras and briefs inside were ordinary styles purchased by her former mother for her. In other words, she was probably the most unlike sex slave here, but all of this was what her mother asked for for Manldav for her. When she was resting, Liya didn't have to wear it according to the standards of sex slaves.
Liya wiped away the tears on her cheeks, got up reluctantly, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, raised her hands to both sides, bulged her cheeks and said coquettishly: I want my mother to change it for me.
Liz was also amused by her daughter and said with a smile: OK, okay, mother will help you change it. She just praised you for being sensible, but in a blink of an eye she returned to the old ways.
The mother gently peeled off her pajamas and trousers with a slightly childish pants for her daughter, unbuttoned the metal buttons behind her bra, and took off her pure cotton underwear embroidered with a deer pattern. Liz was slightly stunned and her eyes were flowing. The girl's body in the mirror was in the development stage, and she was stimulating her targetedly by the teachers. Her figure was becoming more mature, and she had awakened a bit of a unique charm of women. Thinking of the late night many years ago, her daughter also came to her side naked. Before she knew it, she had already fallen out so graceful. Although she was completely lustful like herself, she still looked so cute.
Well, it's a little cuter than myself back then...
Mother, why are you in a daze again?The girl's shameful voice broke the silent doting: Put on my skirt quickly.
Liz nodded with a smile, skillfully tied a bow on one side of the thong, neither loose nor tight, smoothed the two oval fabrics on the girl's chest to cover even if there was an extra inch of spring. She gently wrapped the gentle tail skirt around her waist, poured her tender buttocks to her ankles, and pinned the thin veil on her ears, half-covered her cherry lips, and her eyes were as silk.
In the blink of an eye, the clothes changed, and the fresh and lovely girl next door turned into a seductive and criminal sex slave girl. But it is undeniable that both the innocent little jasper and the coquettish and beautiful mysterious dancer all looked particularly cute, because Liya is such a cute girl.
Liya opened the makeup box as usual, hesitated for a moment, picked out a lipstick to apply a layer of delicate pink to the cherry lips, which cleverly blended with the tone of the dress. In the compulsory course of dressing, even the teachers praised Liya's talent. The girl was a little proud and turned her head and her eyes fell on her mother who had just changed into a dance skirt, which was another thrilling debauchery.
No matter how fierce the girl's figure is, it cannot be compared with the young woman with a mature ripe pedicle. Although it is tailor-made, the oval fabric on her mother's chest is not much wider than the one in her daughter. The strapless breasts struggle to cover the heavy late autumn papaya, which seems to be cracked at any time due to the weight of her huge breasts that cannot bear. The plump big butt raised the curve that men love most. The thin thong belt embedded in the hips is almost invisible in the hills. The waist that is tied between the two weapons cannot twist out half of the excess fat, presenting an excellent waist-to-hip ratio. Love beauty is indeed a woman's nature. It can be seen that this young woman who has been widowed for many years has never relaxed her body care.
Liya asked her breasts, a little discouraged, and said in a low voice: I have eaten the same apple pie since I was a child, why is my sister so big...
Liz: You are already very good among your peers, and you are not satisfied, and your body is still developing, so why are you anxious about?
As she said that, she opened her arms and hugged her beloved daughter again, but she did not kiss Liya's forehead as she used to be at home, but instead wrapped her tongue directly into her daughter's mouth. Liya did not enjoy Liz's comfort as she used to be at home, but instead leaned down with her hands and rubbed the triangle cloth under her mother and herself. They were so naturally teasing each other's lust, so naturally preparing for the humiliation at night, and naturally becoming sex slave mother and daughter for men to play with.
Two clicks, it was the sound of the slave collar locking...
The ambiguous candlelight penetrated into the night, passed through the color of wine, passed through the color of spring, and fell on the beautiful and lewd naked bodies under the stage. The wings fell down, the black hair covered the temptation, the wildness aroused desire, and the elegance returned to silence. The feather tribe, the demon tribe, the beast tribe, and the elves tribe, each with a lustful attitude. Before they were trained to be sex slaves, they were the most outstanding dancers among the younger generation of their respective races, but they all failed without exception.
They did not fail, they just failed. Even if they were dancing stripteases that they had never practiced in the past, the level they showed was still worthy of the honors they had gained in the past. The goblin host disdainedly quoted scores of low scores, trampling on their dignity as dancers. Perhaps the ending was destined from the moment they danced, because on this stage, the losers needed to receive punishment, and perhaps the guests in the classroom just wanted to appreciate their most perfect dance posture and then let them accept the most lewd punishment.
The dancers raised their hands high, their wrists together, and were restrained and hung under the wooden shackles. Their private parts, their sandalwood mouths, and their assholes were stuffed into various instruments, showing their charm in another form. Perhaps it was far less pleasing than their postures on the stage, but men undoubtedly liked to see their current appearance, which was twisting their waists and climaxed.
Of course there are also human races, and they are also a mother and daughter. The mother is called Liz and the daughter is called Liya. It is said that she has just learned dancing for a while, but what does it matter? Look at the people who are hanging off the stage, no matter how good they dance, will the outcome be the same?
The mother and daughter climbed onto the stage in the standard of sexual slavery, and were led by the goblin host to climb onto the stage side by side. There was a subtle smile on their pretty faces, and the snow-white jade peak was shaking under the collarbone. The pure face with similar eyebrows and eyes and a consistent style exposed dance skirt made the goblin rich people in the audience who were used to seeing the world couldn't help but shine. Of course, the dancers who appeared just now were not bad, but the two in front of them were a pure and desire mother and daughter after all, especially the mother who had been widowed for many years and had a jade body. The figure was simply unrestrained. You should know that the top dancers have excellent balance and they would never be able to wear such a domineering chest. This has also become one of the reasons why the guests gave them points, although this reason is really nonsense!
Liz knelt down and said softly: Dear VIPs, I am a sex slave Liz. I will dance to everyone with my little baby tonight. If you dance poorly, please forgive me.
Liya knelt down and said in a deep voice: Dear guests, I am the sex slave Liya. Please enjoy the striptease arranged by my mother and I. I hope everyone likes our lowly dance posture.
The goblin host untied the chains on the collars for the mother and daughter, indicating that they could stand up and dance and take off their clothes.
The light on the stage dimmed, and two graceful figures slowly stood up, turned around, their hands staggered, and their bodies leaned forward slightly, each lifting the light and empty tail skirt for each other.
The illumination beads driven by magic arrays on the top of the stage suddenly lit up, and two light yellow beams fell on the mother and daughter dancers. The cold stage was a warm prelude to the mother and daughter lifting their skirts and exposing themselves. The triangle cloth soaked in special materials tightly absorbed the pussy, depicting the shape of the vagina in a very thin way. The translucent veil can even see the sparse dark weeds. The fabric that fits the pussy slightly wriggles with the breath of the young woman and the girl. It can be seen that the mother and daughter had already done enough foreplay before taking the stage. All signs indicate that the mother and daughter, who are innocent, have completely fallen into the abyss of lust, both physically and mentally, and can never refuse the penis in their lives.
The melody of the violin slowly began to turn, Liz and Liya gently twisted their waists, swing their breasts, and swung their butts with a soothing rhythm. The delicate and protruding body always inadvertently reveals the hint of sex. The spring light suddenly ejaculates, just like the white jade arms always touching each other's forbidden zones when they pass by, singing and singing.
Compared with the previous dancers, the difficulty of the mother and daughter's dance steps is simply not worth mentioning. At best, it is only similar to the art dancers in the bar. The goblins and the VIPs are interested in watching it. In the eyes of these profit-oriented businessmen, there is no obvious boundary between elegance and vulgarity. In the goblin race, money is the only criterion for measuring status. Time is money. No goblin will spend a huge time cost to understand the so-called art. The top dancers dance well, but the mother and daughter dance well in front of them. There is no essential difference between the two, and the mother's big breasts that dazzle people is really fascinating.
Besides, whether it is mother or daughter, she always smiles with an approachable dimple. She is not like those prodigal sons. Although she has been trained as obedient sex slaves, she still has her persistence and fanaticism for dancing. The sense of superiority that is precipitated in the soul cannot be easily erased by drugs.
At first, a VIP noticed that the small glass bottle on Liz's waist was some kind of prop. The musical melody changed from soothing to rapid and rapid. The suspense did not last long. The loving mother evenly applied the ointment in the bottle to the palm of her palm, gently hugged her sweaty daughter from behind. The soft trousers brushed across her breasts, brushed her waist, brushed her back hips, brushed her private parts, wherever her palm passed, the dance skirt took off the pink mist, and the already translucent fabric slowly lowered her reserve and turned into a completely translucent dance skirt, revealing the girl's real secret. Liya blushed with her face, her fragrant lips tightly pursed, but she also suppressed her urge to cover up the spring light, allowing the goblins to see the rape. Her daughter completed the steps of taking off her clothes in this unique way under the care of her mother, which was much smarter than those before.
What about mother?Do you have to take off like this?Is the ointment in the palm of your palm enough?
Liz didn't seem to have planned to repeat the process. She just raised her hands and started dancing in place. The brown braids and the Yàn tail skirt were raised high, and the guests were a little disappointed. The dancers had done this before, and there was nothing amazing about them, but they forgot that there were some things that Liz was not comparable to those dancers before...
Under the action of centrifugal force, the two oval strap fabrics on the chest were finally unable to withstand the squeeze of the big breasts, and the thin straps on the thong could not maintain the suppression of the buttocks. The two knots collapsed one after another. At the same time, the belt buckles that were quietly picked up before the spinning dance were loose. The straps, thongs and the Yàn tail skirt were scattered all over the ground. The hands held high at the beginning were untie the belt, the braids were scattered, and the long hair was like a waterfall. When Liz stood still, her body was already clean. The big beauty was not in a short position, and the little beauty showed her three points. The mother and daughter arranged for themselves to take off clothes and dance, which won the goblins' applause.
Since this pair of human dancers dance so well, how could they get high scores?The goblins are already thinking about how to bully their daughter in front of their mothers and how to persecute their mothers in front of their daughters.
The host spoke slowly and said: Gentlemen, don’t rush to score. This mother and daughter will serve Lord Mandav tomorrow morning. Please let at least one of them pass.
Oh, since it is the person Mandav wants, he must give up this face. So, should he leave his mother or daughter?This kind of multiple-choice question makes people very embarrassed!
Liz walked straight ahead, knelt down in front of the goblins and VIPs, and said: I didn't dance well tonight and I'm willing to be punished. Whatever the VIPs want to play with me... I will cooperate well...
As a mother, Liz said this. It would be inhumane to make things difficult for this loving mother, who is eager to be a daughter, and the goblins all pointed out full marks for Liya. The host stuffed a card into Liya's hands and said: Congratulations, you are the winner of tonight. With this card, you can go to the Finance Department to exchange 5 gold coins, and you can go back and rest.
Unexpectedly, Liya, who had been silent, suddenly blushed and shouted: I don’t want to do this, I don’t want to watch my mother bear everything for me every time, I want to be punished with my mother!
Goblins, dancers, and even Liz, who had already walked under the wooden shackle, stared at the sad little sex slave in amazement. What's going on?
Host: Do you think clearly that after being played by them, do you think you can get up tomorrow?
One of the elderly goblins interrupted: This little girl is going to suffer with her mother. This kind of intention touched us, the old people. Let's do this, I will always talk. Everyone should be more attentive to their mother and daughter tonight. Don't go too far. If something goes wrong, I, the former president of the Chamber of Commerce, will I explain to Mandav personally. Is this OK?
The host bowed and said: As you wish, sir.As he said that, he winked at the attendant. The attendant understood and quickly changed into a pair of large double wooden shackles and stripped off Liya's dance skirt.
Liz wiped the corners of her eyes with her wrist, happy and sad. What was happy was that her daughter had finally grown up, and what was sad was that her daughter had finally grown up, and she murmured to herself: Silly girl.
Liz and Liya Yu leaned against the jade back, their butts against their butts, and were hung under the same wooden shackle. A barb-shaped double-headed dragon facing upwards from it. The attendants adjusted the height and orientation of the dragon head, and used the weight of the mother and daughter to allow the giant stick to be deeply embedded into the two of them.
From the labia to the vagina, every territory in the private parts is filled with thick and hideous dragon head, as if the downward pressure of the whole body is concentrated in that fragile part. Feeling the cold and coldness transmitted to the whole body deep in the vagina, the mother and daughter tremble unconsciously. Although it was the first time they had seen such a sexual abuse device targeting mother and daughter, they could already imagine how they would be played with next.
The subtle beeping sounded in the vagina, just like the bees picking honey juice shuttled back and forth between the flower core and the flower room. The old goblin did not break his promise, but slowly pushed the gear from weak to strong. Keliya's clitoris had been repeatedly tortured by the teachers, and her sensitivity was far beyond the ordinary girl. She couldn't help but squirt before she could hold on for a minute. She didn't expect that the double-headed dragon in her pussy was tilted with force as she moved, and it was directly transmitted to Liz's pussy on the other side. The source of vibration that was originally raging in the vagina directly opened the squeeze of the flesh wall, chiseling the door of the uterus, and the increasingly intense resonant rhythm was like the dense bee colony in her private parts.Building a nest, the stimulation of the itching but nowhere to be released twitched every nerve in the young woman's lower body. She finally moaned desperately, as crisp as a nightingale's moan mixed with bitterness, sweetness brewed in bitterness, and regret mixed in sweetness. The mother's violent twisting in turn suppressed the dragon head, forcing the vibrating giant stick on the other side to penetrate her daughter's palace gate in the same way. The sudden invasion made Liya's lower body fall into an uncontrollable spasm. She moaned indulgently, lost in this climax, and only the confused eyes were pale. As she said herself, her daughter should also taste the sins her mother suffered.
Unconsciously, the mother and daughter twisted each other's naked graceful bodies, alternately pressing down the two-headed dragon in their cunts and raped each other, showing their most vulgar side to the goblins, the beautiful mother and daughter who were close to each other's skin, were completely immersed in their own pleasure paradise. The trained body took the initiative to exclude reason from consciousness, allowing desire to occupy all the nerve centers. At this moment, they no longer have no ethics, no sense of shame, no dignity, and no bondage about women in reality. They succumbed to the instinct of sexual intercourse, succumbed to the male who gave them pleasure, and succumbed to the goblin who they called their masters. They completely became instruments to satisfy men's animal desires. The mother fell into a sex slave in self-blame, the daughter fell into a sex slave in unwillingness, and the daughter's daughter was destined to be a sex slave from the moment of birth.
The old goblin finally pushed the double-headed dragon to full gear, and also pushed the mother and daughter's climax to the peak. Two shameless clear springs gushed out in the opposite direction, spreading crystal clear in the candlelight, sprinkling on the expensive velvet carpet. The other dancers who failed and punished were not spared, climbing to the top one after another, venting their bodies like a tide.
The goblins raised their goblets high, and the fishy wine rippled back and forth in the glass. They said in unison: Cheers to the beautiful toilet!
Did the girl who used to play with her sister at the dining table ever imagined that one day she would squirt among the goblins?
Did the young woman who once cried for her deceased husband at midnight ever think about being gang-raped by a strange man every day?
The mischief of fate is so cruel. The tragedy of the Liz family just originated from the son of a lord wandering around the town and happened to take a look at the crowd...
Dancers of different races but equally beautiful were untied by the servants from the wooden shackles. They stood in a row consciously, sticking their butts high up, and being fucked in tamely. Liya recovered from the psychedelic of orgasm. She felt that her pussy was thrusting and raped by the alien cock, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. The swelling giant roots brought full pleasure to her tight slut. She was sure that before she orgasm, the impact of this green genitals would never stop, and she just wanted to orgasm now. As for who was standing behind her, she didn't care, even if Harry was standing behind her.
Liya looked at her mother who had already been fucked and climaxed, and asked: Ah, Ah, oh, mother...Mother, why did I come to this world for?
Liz was confused and confused, and responded vaguely: Do you still need to ask? Of course... Of course I was fucked with my mother. Oh, no, no, no, high... I had an orgasm, Ah, Ah!!!Cumming inside, John, sorry, the lewd Liz was cummed by the goblin again!Ah, Ah, it's not just me, look, even our beloved baby daughter is being raped happily.
Liya: Oh, so that's how Ah, um, so... so good... being fucked so well, becoming a sex slave with my mother is the meaning of my birth Ah... Oh, the ass... the asshole was also fucked together, what, the small mouth... the small mouth also needs it?Well, um...
Two more goblins joined the gang rape of Liya. The girl's flesh hole was filled with green cock, fishy mucus, and endless desire.
Mrs. Karen: After seeing through the little baby Yu, will you dare to help Andrea fight against aunt? I scratched and creaked.
Touyu: Hahaha, Aunt Karen, haha, itchy, I don’t dare, hahaha, I don’t dare...
The night wind blowing towards her mischievously lifted up the pink and pink short skirt, revealing her pink and tender buttocks, and the small ribbons that intersected on the hips. Under Andrea's harsh protest, Mrs. Karen had to add a layer of fabric to the translucent princess skirt, but refused to modify the thong as the back lining of the skirt. After the two discussed it over and over again, the Saint Maiden had to compromise helplessly. First, the small skirt was indeed as Mrs. Karen said, both ventilated and breathable, sun-proof and heat-insulated. Xiao Tengyu was comfortable to wear and refused to change it. Second, although she was the youngest fifth-level magician in the history of the Eternal Continent, she could not beat Mrs. Karen, the saint-level powerhouse Ah...
In fact, there is a third reason. Last night, the Saint Maiden changed into the set of sexy holy robe and masturbated under the command of Benjamin's old pervert. After falling asleep, she had not had time to change the thong inside. At this moment, her crotch was feeling cold.
Wait, cool soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Not far away, Mrs. Carran pointed to Andrea's thigh teasingly, and the feeling of gloating was full of expression.
Andrea pressed down the raised skirt in shame and anger, and cut off Mrs. Karen's eyes hard. Fortunately, Xiao Touyu didn't see it, otherwise she wouldn't know how to raise her head in front of the little girl in the future.
Mrs. Carlin ignored Andrea's threat, instead provocatively took the initiative to gently pull up her red skirt, and the inside was the thong she wore last night. Except for the color of dark purple, the style was exactly the same as Andrea's one.
The most pure Holy See's saint on the Eternal Continent and the most obscene number one slut actually wear the same exposed underwear, which is ironic to think about it.
Andrea, who was pressed by Kalian, said angrily to the dark sorrow beside her: You should also say Kalian a little, if this continues, Tongyu will definitely make this woman bad!
Anshang wiped the sword and said: It's okay, you also know that Touyu has an instinct to understand people's hearts, and she knows in her heart who is good to her.
Andrea suddenly said seriously: If I read it correctly, Tuoyu should be a mixed race between the feathers and the demons, right?It is extremely difficult to produce offspring between different races, but it is easy to deal with other races, but it is hard to say if it is a feather race and a demon race.
Dark Sorrow: Yes, neither the Feather Clan nor the Demon Clan can tolerate this child, so I had to bring her with me.
Andrea: Where are her parents?
Dark Sorrow: All have passed away, and her father finally entrusted her to me before his death.
Andrea: Pity kid.
Dark Sorrow: So I think it’s good that as long as she lives happily, everything else doesn’t matter, even if she wants to be a slut like Mrs. Karen.
Andrea: Maybe she will become the queen.
Anshang: Then I will do my best to stop her.
Andrea: Why?
Anshang lowered his eyebrows and said: No queen I know is happy.
Andrea: Do you know the queen of the five clans very well?
Dark Sorrow: When I practiced sword skills before, I fought with them.
Andrea: Ah?Even the queen of the feather tribe, you dare to mess with it?Didn’t she say she hated the demons the most?
Dark Sorrow: She is the one who messed with me, but her demon-slaying is quite troublesome. At that time, I had just taken over the title of Sword Saint from Jianmang, and finally escaped from the Pure Heaven with Tuoyu.
Andrea: Slowly, is Too Yu...
Dark Sorrow: It’s Jianmang’s daughter.
Andrea: Do Touyu know that her father died at your hands...
Anshang: Of course I know, and it was the one who personally told her the story before the sword light fell.
Andrea: She doesn't hate you?
Anshang: I said that Tuoyu knew who was good to her in his heart.
Andrea: By the way, what is the name of the sword in your hand?Why does it look ordinary?
The dark sorrow: It’s just a very ordinary sword Ah. I found a familiar blacksmith shop to customize it. It has seven silver coins per hand, but no name.
Andrea said in disbelief: What?She had never expected that the woman who was recognized as the best sword skills on the Eternal Continent actually used such an unknown sword.
Dark Sorrow: The length, width, weight, material, and even the grip of the sword hilt are completely made according to my requirements. They are much easier to use than the so-called famous swords in the family. When you step into the holy level, you will have a new understanding of the use of eternal power. Just like this thin sword that looks ordinary, I don’t need it to be sharp, I just need it to appear in the right position at the right time.
Andrea: I thought Sword Saint would always pay more attention to swords.
The dark sorrow smiled strangely: The Saint is the purest believer on the Eternal Continent, so he doesn't care much about underwear...
Andrea said, covering her pretty blushing face with her hands. Tengyu, who was not far away, heard the sound, turned her head curiously, raised her fleshy little hand and poked her face, and shouted in a slight voice: Shame.
The silver-white moonlight spread on the endless yellow sand, and the cold wind blew, which was extremely lonely and incredibly calm. Only experienced adventurers or mercenaries would understand what a fatal threat lies beneath the calm appearance of this desert.
The temperature difference between day and night creates an extremely harsh natural environment. Whether it is the wild land northward or the millennium kingdom southward, they have no intention of taking over this barren land. The goblins who migrated here to settle in the ancient war years named this desert Mismore, which means the place of exile in the goblin language.
For thousands of years, the richest merchants, the most fierce mercenaries, the most brutal criminals, and the largest number of prostitutes and sex slaves have gathered here. It is said that in addition to the lofty Her Majesty, you can find any woman you want here, and even some saint-level female powerhouses are no problem. Of course, the premise is that you can provide sufficient benefits to the mainland Chamber of Commerce.
The lights are red and the wine is green, and the rice is intertwined. The men are throwing gold coins and drunk in tenderness. The women are betrayed their souls and lost in desires. Dozens of brothels of different styles are distributed around the oasis, forming the most famous pornographic entertainment industry on the continent. However, these brothels that are considered top-notch in any place have never dared to say that the prostitutes and sex slaves in their shops are the best to satisfy customers. Everyone knows that the most outstanding woman here can only be in the brothel called blasphemy. The boss is Manduff. Only the richest goblin on the Eternal Continent will absurdly build nightclubs on the lake in the oasis. Only this goblin who has unknown how many secrets can have the ability to make all mercenaries bow to him. If there are laws on this mixed yellow sand, then Manduff is the only judge!
Blasphemy In a newly moved double room in the club, the unique sweet and sour fragrance of apple pies spreads in the kitchen, overlapping with the fragrance in the memory of the brunette young woman. She tied a long braid on her right shoulder and drooped her chest. Her light cheeks did not have any extra traces, revealing a kind of simplicity given by nature. She didn't put on makeup because she didn't like makeup, and because even without makeup, she was already pretty enough. She just stared at the steaming oven in a steaming oven, as if nothing in this world is more important than the apple pies in the stove at this moment. Her serious and focused look and elegant temperament are very close to her. She has the appearance of a virtuous mother.
But how could such a beauty live in this most luxurious brothel in the mainland, just be an ordinary mother?
Her name is Liz, from Ta'an Village, the Holy Alliance. She has been completely trained to be a sex slave. She also became a sex slave. Her most beloved daughter Liya.
Smelling the fragrance of nostalgia, Liya rarely regained her quirky temperament, and pouted her mouth and said coquettishly: Mother, aren't you doing well yet?Take it out quickly, I'm so greedy.
Liz said angrily: You know how expensive this basket of apples is in this place. You have to roast them slowly over a slow fire. If they are burned, it will be wasteful.
Liya: What does it matter? The guests here are so generous. And the gold coin we rewarded after accompanying Master Mandav last time has not been spent yet. We earn more money here than all the fruit trees in our house combined.
Liz: Oh, my little Liya has really grown up and can settle the scores and lead the company.
Liya put her hands on her hips and raised her breasts that were already slightly more majestic and elegant, saying proudly: That's not?Ah, what are you doing, Mother!
The pretty girl who was just now lost in her heart was suddenly attacked by her mother's chest and hurriedly protected the forbidden area.
Liz teased her daughter and smiled: Well, it feels good, I am really worthy of being my daughter, I really have the capital to be proud.
Liya: How could you bully your daughter like this!
Liz gently hugged her daughter in front of her and laughed.
Liz sniffed the faint body scent of her daughter and said softly: Liya, do you hate me in your heart?If I hadn't let Charlie catch up in the town, maybe there wouldn't be as many things as I did later. Sorry, my mother doesn't have the ability to protect you.
Liya: How could it be? Mother, you are one of the few beautiful women in the village. There is nothing you can do about being favored by Charlie, by the way, have you forgotten?Uncle Sandel in the grocery store next door is over 60 years old, so he still becomes hard against you?
Liz pinched her daughter's nose: He would say, "You little girl, you also let the uncle cum inside." When you were a child, you liked to run to other people's shops to make trouble, which made you mess up, but you ended up suffering, right?"He pressed it on the counter and fucked it hard for more than half an hour.
Liya: Mother, you have the nerve to say that you are obviously outside and don’t come in to help your daughter share the burden.
Liz: At that time, my mother was raped by three big men in turn, so how could I come in to help you?
Liya: Oh, that's it, then I will reluctantly forgive you.
Liz: Alas?No, damn girl, didn’t you just say that you didn’t blame your mother?
Liya spitted out her tongue playfully. Liz looked at the time on the wall clock, put on gloves and took out a piece of freshly baked apple pie from the stove, broke it apart in half, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to Liya's mouth. The crispy crust was wrapped with fragrant sauce and flesh. The young woman's cooking skills were not unfamiliar with sexual training. Even though her body was already despicable, her mother would not forget how to cook her daughter's favorite food.
Looking at her daughter's cute look of swallowing her mouth despite the hot stuffing, Liz smiled comfortably: Slow down, don't burn it, there is still in the stove. It would be great if Elusa was there. You sisters like to eat apple pie the most.
When Liya heard her mother mention her sister, she looked dim and said: "Okay, what are you doing with her sister?"
Liz wiped the oil stains on the corner of Liya's mouth and asked: Are you still blaming Elusa for leaving us alone?
Liya: No...I also know that my sister had no choice that night, but...but sometimes I still can't help but think that if my sister surrendered to the lord, became a sex slave with us, was invaded by the guards, moaned under the crotch of a man together, and was trained by the broken place, I might not be so scared. Although I have no blood relationship, we are a family after all. Shouldn't we face the storm together?
Liz: It’s no wonder that you have been dependent on Elusa since you were a child, but you also know that Elusa is not an ordinary person and she has her own destiny.
Liya: Humph, it’s good to leave. My sister has such a hot figure and a beautiful face. She will definitely be fucked by those men so hard that she can’t close her legs. Her healing light cannot be used on herself, and maybe I have to take care of her in the end.
Liz gently caresses her daughter and starts: My little Liya is indeed sensible... Mrs. Liz's eyes are wet, her daughter is sensible, she is no longer the miserable little girl in the past, but the price of being sensible makes her so sad. Which mother is willing to watch her little baby be trained to be a slut?
Her daughter should have lived freely and fell in love with a handsome young man on the bustling streets at first sight.
Her daughter should have put on a pure white wedding dress and said shyly in the blessings of her relatives and friends.
Her daughter should have lived her life happily, rather than getting up at five in the morning for the goblins to have a blowjob.
But all this is impossible. Even if Elusha rescues them one day, it is impossible. From the day she was forced to mate with Harry, the mother and daughter could never go back. Some things were broken and they would not be able to return to their original state no matter how much they paid.
The mother and daughter wore the same wedding dress and squirted in public on the platform. The mother and daughter had sex with every man in the village who was capable of erect. The mother and daughter were openly incontinent in front of the grave of their relatives. She could not forget, she could not forget the hiring Brown applied the potion configured by the veterinarian to her and her daughter's private parts, she could not forget the explicit words and playful smiles of the villagers, Harry's rapid breathing and long tongue, she could not forget the numb and empty eyes of her daughter after being ejaculated, she could not forget, she could not forget the sound of heartbreak...
They are just a mother and daughter, a sex slave mother and daughter, and a sex slave mother and daughter deprived of all hope.
Liya shook her mother's arms: Mother, why did she suddenly cry?
Liz came to her senses and smiled with tears: It's nothing, it seems like sand is blowing into her eyes.
Liya: Let's eat more, and we will go on stage to perform striptease tonight, hoping not to be gang-raped all night like last time.
Liz: It's Ah. Those goblins looked thin, but once they entered the state of excitement, their penis was actually thicker than the beasts. That night, they thrust into three holes at the same time, and repeatedly injected the semen, and the climax couldn't stop.
Liya: And their body sensation is much heavier than other races. When I first had a blowjob with them, I almost vomited on the spot.
Liz: Hold on, sex slaves should not spit out the guest's semen without permission.
Liya: I never dreamed of having sex with goblins…
Liz: By the way, Master Manduff mentioned to me last time and said that he would take Brown over in a few days and let us get violated and conceived by him. He had a recipe to ensure that we all gave birth to daughters.
Liya's face changed drastically, and she shouted like a frightened little beast: No!Only that man is absolutely not good, I will never give birth to his child!
Liz sighed: For us sex slaves, there is no right to refuse...
Liya was stunned when she heard this, rubbed the corners of her eyes, broke free from her mother's arms, and ran towards the bedroom.
Liz picked up a small piece of apple pie left by her daughter on the ground and shook her head. Why would she be raped by the man who betrayed their family?
The young girl with a cute pillow hugged her beloved pillow and lay on the side on the big bed. Her silent sobbing made her mother even more sad than an angry questioning. Her willful daughter has now become so well-behaved, so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.
Liz silently opened the closet, took out the two exotic dance skirts that were tailor-made for them, mother and daughter, and said softly: Liya, please change the skirt first.
Liya twisted her waist, poked out half of her pretty face from the pillow, and quietly glanced at her mother who was still wearing a naked apron. She felt guilty. She was wearing ordinary pajamas and trousers, and even the bras and briefs inside were ordinary styles purchased by her former mother for her. In other words, she was probably the most unlike sex slave here, but all of this was what her mother asked for for Manldav for her. When she was resting, Liya didn't have to wear it according to the standards of sex slaves.
Liya wiped away the tears on her cheeks, got up reluctantly, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, raised her hands to both sides, bulged her cheeks and said coquettishly: I want my mother to change it for me.
Liz was also amused by her daughter and said with a smile: OK, okay, mother will help you change it. She just praised you for being sensible, but in a blink of an eye she returned to the old ways.
The mother gently peeled off her pajamas and trousers with a slightly childish pants for her daughter, unbuttoned the metal buttons behind her bra, and took off her pure cotton underwear embroidered with a deer pattern. Liz was slightly stunned and her eyes were flowing. The girl's body in the mirror was in the development stage, and she was stimulating her targetedly by the teachers. Her figure was becoming more mature, and she had awakened a bit of a unique charm of women. Thinking of the late night many years ago, her daughter also came to her side naked. Before she knew it, she had already fallen out so graceful. Although she was completely lustful like herself, she still looked so cute.
Well, it's a little cuter than myself back then...
Mother, why are you in a daze again?The girl's shameful voice broke the silent doting: Put on my skirt quickly.
Liz nodded with a smile, skillfully tied a bow on one side of the thong, neither loose nor tight, smoothed the two oval fabrics on the girl's chest to cover even if there was an extra inch of spring. She gently wrapped the gentle tail skirt around her waist, poured her tender buttocks to her ankles, and pinned the thin veil on her ears, half-covered her cherry lips, and her eyes were as silk.
In the blink of an eye, the clothes changed, and the fresh and lovely girl next door turned into a seductive and criminal sex slave girl. But it is undeniable that both the innocent little jasper and the coquettish and beautiful mysterious dancer all looked particularly cute, because Liya is such a cute girl.
Liya opened the makeup box as usual, hesitated for a moment, picked out a lipstick to apply a layer of delicate pink to the cherry lips, which cleverly blended with the tone of the dress. In the compulsory course of dressing, even the teachers praised Liya's talent. The girl was a little proud and turned her head and her eyes fell on her mother who had just changed into a dance skirt, which was another thrilling debauchery.
No matter how fierce the girl's figure is, it cannot be compared with the young woman with a mature ripe pedicle. Although it is tailor-made, the oval fabric on her mother's chest is not much wider than the one in her daughter. The strapless breasts struggle to cover the heavy late autumn papaya, which seems to be cracked at any time due to the weight of her huge breasts that cannot bear. The plump big butt raised the curve that men love most. The thin thong belt embedded in the hips is almost invisible in the hills. The waist that is tied between the two weapons cannot twist out half of the excess fat, presenting an excellent waist-to-hip ratio. Love beauty is indeed a woman's nature. It can be seen that this young woman who has been widowed for many years has never relaxed her body care.
Liya asked her breasts, a little discouraged, and said in a low voice: I have eaten the same apple pie since I was a child, why is my sister so big...
Liz: You are already very good among your peers, and you are not satisfied, and your body is still developing, so why are you anxious about?
As she said that, she opened her arms and hugged her beloved daughter again, but she did not kiss Liya's forehead as she used to be at home, but instead wrapped her tongue directly into her daughter's mouth. Liya did not enjoy Liz's comfort as she used to be at home, but instead leaned down with her hands and rubbed the triangle cloth under her mother and herself. They were so naturally teasing each other's lust, so naturally preparing for the humiliation at night, and naturally becoming sex slave mother and daughter for men to play with.
Two clicks, it was the sound of the slave collar locking...
The ambiguous candlelight penetrated into the night, passed through the color of wine, passed through the color of spring, and fell on the beautiful and lewd naked bodies under the stage. The wings fell down, the black hair covered the temptation, the wildness aroused desire, and the elegance returned to silence. The feather tribe, the demon tribe, the beast tribe, and the elves tribe, each with a lustful attitude. Before they were trained to be sex slaves, they were the most outstanding dancers among the younger generation of their respective races, but they all failed without exception.
They did not fail, they just failed. Even if they were dancing stripteases that they had never practiced in the past, the level they showed was still worthy of the honors they had gained in the past. The goblin host disdainedly quoted scores of low scores, trampling on their dignity as dancers. Perhaps the ending was destined from the moment they danced, because on this stage, the losers needed to receive punishment, and perhaps the guests in the classroom just wanted to appreciate their most perfect dance posture and then let them accept the most lewd punishment.
The dancers raised their hands high, their wrists together, and were restrained and hung under the wooden shackles. Their private parts, their sandalwood mouths, and their assholes were stuffed into various instruments, showing their charm in another form. Perhaps it was far less pleasing than their postures on the stage, but men undoubtedly liked to see their current appearance, which was twisting their waists and climaxed.
Of course there are also human races, and they are also a mother and daughter. The mother is called Liz and the daughter is called Liya. It is said that she has just learned dancing for a while, but what does it matter? Look at the people who are hanging off the stage, no matter how good they dance, will the outcome be the same?
The mother and daughter climbed onto the stage in the standard of sexual slavery, and were led by the goblin host to climb onto the stage side by side. There was a subtle smile on their pretty faces, and the snow-white jade peak was shaking under the collarbone. The pure face with similar eyebrows and eyes and a consistent style exposed dance skirt made the goblin rich people in the audience who were used to seeing the world couldn't help but shine. Of course, the dancers who appeared just now were not bad, but the two in front of them were a pure and desire mother and daughter after all, especially the mother who had been widowed for many years and had a jade body. The figure was simply unrestrained. You should know that the top dancers have excellent balance and they would never be able to wear such a domineering chest. This has also become one of the reasons why the guests gave them points, although this reason is really nonsense!
Liz knelt down and said softly: Dear VIPs, I am a sex slave Liz. I will dance to everyone with my little baby tonight. If you dance poorly, please forgive me.
Liya knelt down and said in a deep voice: Dear guests, I am the sex slave Liya. Please enjoy the striptease arranged by my mother and I. I hope everyone likes our lowly dance posture.
The goblin host untied the chains on the collars for the mother and daughter, indicating that they could stand up and dance and take off their clothes.
The light on the stage dimmed, and two graceful figures slowly stood up, turned around, their hands staggered, and their bodies leaned forward slightly, each lifting the light and empty tail skirt for each other.
The illumination beads driven by magic arrays on the top of the stage suddenly lit up, and two light yellow beams fell on the mother and daughter dancers. The cold stage was a warm prelude to the mother and daughter lifting their skirts and exposing themselves. The triangle cloth soaked in special materials tightly absorbed the pussy, depicting the shape of the vagina in a very thin way. The translucent veil can even see the sparse dark weeds. The fabric that fits the pussy slightly wriggles with the breath of the young woman and the girl. It can be seen that the mother and daughter had already done enough foreplay before taking the stage. All signs indicate that the mother and daughter, who are innocent, have completely fallen into the abyss of lust, both physically and mentally, and can never refuse the penis in their lives.
The melody of the violin slowly began to turn, Liz and Liya gently twisted their waists, swing their breasts, and swung their butts with a soothing rhythm. The delicate and protruding body always inadvertently reveals the hint of sex. The spring light suddenly ejaculates, just like the white jade arms always touching each other's forbidden zones when they pass by, singing and singing.
Compared with the previous dancers, the difficulty of the mother and daughter's dance steps is simply not worth mentioning. At best, it is only similar to the art dancers in the bar. The goblins and the VIPs are interested in watching it. In the eyes of these profit-oriented businessmen, there is no obvious boundary between elegance and vulgarity. In the goblin race, money is the only criterion for measuring status. Time is money. No goblin will spend a huge time cost to understand the so-called art. The top dancers dance well, but the mother and daughter dance well in front of them. There is no essential difference between the two, and the mother's big breasts that dazzle people is really fascinating.
Besides, whether it is mother or daughter, she always smiles with an approachable dimple. She is not like those prodigal sons. Although she has been trained as obedient sex slaves, she still has her persistence and fanaticism for dancing. The sense of superiority that is precipitated in the soul cannot be easily erased by drugs.
At first, a VIP noticed that the small glass bottle on Liz's waist was some kind of prop. The musical melody changed from soothing to rapid and rapid. The suspense did not last long. The loving mother evenly applied the ointment in the bottle to the palm of her palm, gently hugged her sweaty daughter from behind. The soft trousers brushed across her breasts, brushed her waist, brushed her back hips, brushed her private parts, wherever her palm passed, the dance skirt took off the pink mist, and the already translucent fabric slowly lowered her reserve and turned into a completely translucent dance skirt, revealing the girl's real secret. Liya blushed with her face, her fragrant lips tightly pursed, but she also suppressed her urge to cover up the spring light, allowing the goblins to see the rape. Her daughter completed the steps of taking off her clothes in this unique way under the care of her mother, which was much smarter than those before.
What about mother?Do you have to take off like this?Is the ointment in the palm of your palm enough?
Liz didn't seem to have planned to repeat the process. She just raised her hands and started dancing in place. The brown braids and the Yàn tail skirt were raised high, and the guests were a little disappointed. The dancers had done this before, and there was nothing amazing about them, but they forgot that there were some things that Liz was not comparable to those dancers before...
Under the action of centrifugal force, the two oval strap fabrics on the chest were finally unable to withstand the squeeze of the big breasts, and the thin straps on the thong could not maintain the suppression of the buttocks. The two knots collapsed one after another. At the same time, the belt buckles that were quietly picked up before the spinning dance were loose. The straps, thongs and the Yàn tail skirt were scattered all over the ground. The hands held high at the beginning were untie the belt, the braids were scattered, and the long hair was like a waterfall. When Liz stood still, her body was already clean. The big beauty was not in a short position, and the little beauty showed her three points. The mother and daughter arranged for themselves to take off clothes and dance, which won the goblins' applause.
Since this pair of human dancers dance so well, how could they get high scores?The goblins are already thinking about how to bully their daughter in front of their mothers and how to persecute their mothers in front of their daughters.
The host spoke slowly and said: Gentlemen, don’t rush to score. This mother and daughter will serve Lord Mandav tomorrow morning. Please let at least one of them pass.
Oh, since it is the person Mandav wants, he must give up this face. So, should he leave his mother or daughter?This kind of multiple-choice question makes people very embarrassed!
Liz walked straight ahead, knelt down in front of the goblins and VIPs, and said: I didn't dance well tonight and I'm willing to be punished. Whatever the VIPs want to play with me... I will cooperate well...
As a mother, Liz said this. It would be inhumane to make things difficult for this loving mother, who is eager to be a daughter, and the goblins all pointed out full marks for Liya. The host stuffed a card into Liya's hands and said: Congratulations, you are the winner of tonight. With this card, you can go to the Finance Department to exchange 5 gold coins, and you can go back and rest.
Unexpectedly, Liya, who had been silent, suddenly blushed and shouted: I don’t want to do this, I don’t want to watch my mother bear everything for me every time, I want to be punished with my mother!
Goblins, dancers, and even Liz, who had already walked under the wooden shackle, stared at the sad little sex slave in amazement. What's going on?
Host: Do you think clearly that after being played by them, do you think you can get up tomorrow?
One of the elderly goblins interrupted: This little girl is going to suffer with her mother. This kind of intention touched us, the old people. Let's do this, I will always talk. Everyone should be more attentive to their mother and daughter tonight. Don't go too far. If something goes wrong, I, the former president of the Chamber of Commerce, will I explain to Mandav personally. Is this OK?
The host bowed and said: As you wish, sir.As he said that, he winked at the attendant. The attendant understood and quickly changed into a pair of large double wooden shackles and stripped off Liya's dance skirt.
Liz wiped the corners of her eyes with her wrist, happy and sad. What was happy was that her daughter had finally grown up, and what was sad was that her daughter had finally grown up, and she murmured to herself: Silly girl.
Liz and Liya Yu leaned against the jade back, their butts against their butts, and were hung under the same wooden shackle. A barb-shaped double-headed dragon facing upwards from it. The attendants adjusted the height and orientation of the dragon head, and used the weight of the mother and daughter to allow the giant stick to be deeply embedded into the two of them.
From the labia to the vagina, every territory in the private parts is filled with thick and hideous dragon head, as if the downward pressure of the whole body is concentrated in that fragile part. Feeling the cold and coldness transmitted to the whole body deep in the vagina, the mother and daughter tremble unconsciously. Although it was the first time they had seen such a sexual abuse device targeting mother and daughter, they could already imagine how they would be played with next.
The subtle beeping sounded in the vagina, just like the bees picking honey juice shuttled back and forth between the flower core and the flower room. The old goblin did not break his promise, but slowly pushed the gear from weak to strong. Keliya's clitoris had been repeatedly tortured by the teachers, and her sensitivity was far beyond the ordinary girl. She couldn't help but squirt before she could hold on for a minute. She didn't expect that the double-headed dragon in her pussy was tilted with force as she moved, and it was directly transmitted to Liz's pussy on the other side. The source of vibration that was originally raging in the vagina directly opened the squeeze of the flesh wall, chiseling the door of the uterus, and the increasingly intense resonant rhythm was like the dense bee colony in her private parts.Building a nest, the stimulation of the itching but nowhere to be released twitched every nerve in the young woman's lower body. She finally moaned desperately, as crisp as a nightingale's moan mixed with bitterness, sweetness brewed in bitterness, and regret mixed in sweetness. The mother's violent twisting in turn suppressed the dragon head, forcing the vibrating giant stick on the other side to penetrate her daughter's palace gate in the same way. The sudden invasion made Liya's lower body fall into an uncontrollable spasm. She moaned indulgently, lost in this climax, and only the confused eyes were pale. As she said herself, her daughter should also taste the sins her mother suffered.
Unconsciously, the mother and daughter twisted each other's naked graceful bodies, alternately pressing down the two-headed dragon in their cunts and raped each other, showing their most vulgar side to the goblins, the beautiful mother and daughter who were close to each other's skin, were completely immersed in their own pleasure paradise. The trained body took the initiative to exclude reason from consciousness, allowing desire to occupy all the nerve centers. At this moment, they no longer have no ethics, no sense of shame, no dignity, and no bondage about women in reality. They succumbed to the instinct of sexual intercourse, succumbed to the male who gave them pleasure, and succumbed to the goblin who they called their masters. They completely became instruments to satisfy men's animal desires. The mother fell into a sex slave in self-blame, the daughter fell into a sex slave in unwillingness, and the daughter's daughter was destined to be a sex slave from the moment of birth.
The old goblin finally pushed the double-headed dragon to full gear, and also pushed the mother and daughter's climax to the peak. Two shameless clear springs gushed out in the opposite direction, spreading crystal clear in the candlelight, sprinkling on the expensive velvet carpet. The other dancers who failed and punished were not spared, climbing to the top one after another, venting their bodies like a tide.
The goblins raised their goblets high, and the fishy wine rippled back and forth in the glass. They said in unison: Cheers to the beautiful toilet!
Did the girl who used to play with her sister at the dining table ever imagined that one day she would squirt among the goblins?
Did the young woman who once cried for her deceased husband at midnight ever think about being gang-raped by a strange man every day?
The mischief of fate is so cruel. The tragedy of the Liz family just originated from the son of a lord wandering around the town and happened to take a look at the crowd...
Dancers of different races but equally beautiful were untied by the servants from the wooden shackles. They stood in a row consciously, sticking their butts high up, and being fucked in tamely. Liya recovered from the psychedelic of orgasm. She felt that her pussy was thrusting and raped by the alien cock, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. The swelling giant roots brought full pleasure to her tight slut. She was sure that before she orgasm, the impact of this green genitals would never stop, and she just wanted to orgasm now. As for who was standing behind her, she didn't care, even if Harry was standing behind her.
Liya looked at her mother who had already been fucked and climaxed, and asked: Ah, Ah, oh, mother...Mother, why did I come to this world for?
Liz was confused and confused, and responded vaguely: Do you still need to ask? Of course... Of course I was fucked with my mother. Oh, no, no, no, high... I had an orgasm, Ah, Ah!!!Cumming inside, John, sorry, the lewd Liz was cummed by the goblin again!Ah, Ah, it's not just me, look, even our beloved baby daughter is being raped happily.
Liya: Oh, so that's how Ah, um, so... so good... being fucked so well, becoming a sex slave with my mother is the meaning of my birth Ah... Oh, the ass... the asshole was also fucked together, what, the small mouth... the small mouth also needs it?Well, um...
Two more goblins joined the gang rape of Liya. The girl's flesh hole was filled with green cock, fishy mucus, and endless desire.
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