No matter which one of the few people sitting around the round table is called a big man who turns his hands into clouds and turns into rain. Any order on weekdays is enough to influence the situation between the country or race. However, they did not show any surprise or doubt about the issues raised by the Pope, and there was some solemnity.
They seemed to discuss an extremely absurd issue with an extremely cautious attitude. Of course, reincarnation should be based on the premise of falling. Could it be that Luna, the only true god on the Eternal Continent, is no longer in her kingdom of gods in the perception of these great figures?
Mington smiled and said in a deep voice: There were several clues in the Holy Alliance before, but after verification, they all proved that they had nothing to do with the goddess. I once suspected the Speaker's granddaughter.
The corpse is not dark: That little beauty?Even if she has nothing to do with the goddess' reincarnation, you are afraid that she will not let her go, right?Where is the holy female swordsman who has fallen into your hands?Several professors from our Magic Academy who have returned from traveling have highly praised her.
Mington shook his head: You mean Brighton's daughter Helena?Judging from Aina's reaction after contacting her, she was not.
Kong Ling: I have always been watching the feather clan. There is no suspicious object at the moment. As for the demon clan... he looked at the corpse Wunan as he said that.
Zi Wunan: See what I do. Most of the chess pieces I left in the abyss of darkness have been removed. There are only limited clues to find. Don’t expect me to run back in person unless you block the scythe of Dark Wing for me.
Kong Ling: If you hadn't been so crazy that you took someone from a town to do magic experiments, why would you have angered the Demon Queen like that?
The corpse is not dark: Those people are not dead, and they don’t know how angry she is.
Everyone was speechless, yes, those people were not dead, but if you, a necromancer, were transformed into a living zombie, it would be better to die.
Mington: It is difficult to deal with the Millennium Kingdom, and our people have not been able to penetrate it.
Mangu: Long ears have never liked to contact the outside world, and even goblins who run around the mainland to make money rarely trade in their territory.
Pope: I will find a way to find a way for the Thousand Years Kingdom. You don’t have to worry about it anymore. Bai Ye seems to be searching for beautiful girls recently. She won’t notice anything, right?
Man Gu snorted coldly: That slutty fox is just a man who is tired of playing with it and wants to play with women!
The corpse Wunan: By the way, Mangu, is that woman so fierce in bed?Is it true that you are the only man who can walk out of her boudoir by himself?
Mangu smiled and laughed: If you want to try it, I have no objection.
The Necromancer secretly gestured at the physical gap between himself and the Berserker, quickly dispelling this crazy idea.
Kong Ling: At that time, we had already made quite careful arrangements. It would be fine if we failed to successfully seal the goddess, but it was still expected. But why did the wisp of spiritual consciousness hidden in her body disappear without a trace with the battle, so that we could not track the general location of her reincarnation?
Pope: Although we use the power of Caos to kill gods, it is already a miraculous creation. We cannot be too demanding. All we have to do is find out the reincarnation of the goddess, completely seal her, and end this era of empresses.
Mington: What the Pope said makes sense, but it was indeed a bit strange that day. Kaos's last shot was obviously hesitant, which directly made us miss the opportunity to seal Luna.
Mangu: What is Kaos in now?
Pope: After that war, his divine power was in a weak state, and I could not control his whereabouts. Although we unsealed the seal for him, it seemed that he did not trust us.
Kong Ling took a deep breath and said slowly: Is there any good news?
The Pope smiled slightly: I have parsed out nearly half of the underlying rules in this kingdom of God, and what I can do is no longer limited to conveying vague oracles...
When everyone heard this, they were excited.
The corpse is not dark: Sir, don’t keep it in hiding, tell us quickly.
Pope: Now we can call believers with a value of one hundred, so that they can reach the Kingdom of God in a soul like us, and that they can also see the reality that I want them to see.
Mington narrowed his eyes: Sir, do you mean including those five people?
Pope: That's right, including those five people.
The ambiguous smile diluted the tension. As we all know, the Queen of the Five Clans is the most devout goddess believer on the Eternal Continent.
The corpse is not dark: In fact, I have a relatively simple way to find the traces of the goddess.
Pope: It’s rare that you are willing to come up with an idea, let’s hear it.
The corpse is not dark: war.
Mangu: War?
Zi Wunan: Goddess Bo hates war the most. If there is a large-scale war on the mainland, I’m afraid she will not be able to continue hiding, right?
Mangu: You are just looking forward to having enough corpses for you to study?But…I like war.
Mington smiled and said: OK, we have no idea now, since the goddess doesn't like to see war...
Kong Ling: Then let’s fight her!
Pope: Well, you all agree, then I, the old man, have nothing to object to. Okay, let's stop here today.
The corpse was dark, the barbarian bones, Kong Ling bowed one after another and said retreating, leaving Mingdun sitting opposite the Pope.
Seeing that Minton had no intention of leaving, the Pope joked: I am not my saint disciple, what is worth looking at?
Mington: I have changed my mind and want to ask the Pope for something.
Pope: Oh?Don't you mind asking for a high price now?
Mington: Nothing, the price of the Pope is the most reasonable.
Pope: Tell me, what do you need me to do?
Mington: I want to ask the adults to teach a disobedient little girl a lesson...
Pope: Haven’t you already had a solution to that matter?
Mington: But now I think of a more interesting way...
In the banquet hall where the wine was scrambling, Mington opened his eyes and raised his glass with a smile like a rich man to express his wishes to the guests. No one knew that in the blink of an eye, he discussed a horrifying topic with four big names with equal identities. No one would have thought that this kind-hearted old man was actually one of the god-killers.
Elizabeth is an ordinary woman. At least, she considers herself an ordinary woman. So although she is a noble, she does not have the slightest extravagance and debauchery that is common to aristocrats. She always cooks to prepare simple but delicious dishes for her family. She always uses the cheapest carriage when she goes out. She always has simple but generous and decent dresses. The most expensive accessories on her are the wedding ring on her ring finger. She likes to read but only goes to the National Library to borrow. She always wears a veil in a low-key manner, and doesn't even have a maid to follow. She just wants to be an ordinary wife, an ordinary mother, and that's all.
It’s a pity that her husband and daughter could never be an ordinary person. She is the wife of the great sword master Brighton, and she is the mother of Helena, the Rose of Thorns.
Even though she is willing to be ordinary, her identity is destined to be extraordinary.
At that time, Brighton refused to marry Elizabeth, who was born in a poor family. Many elders in the family denounced Brighton for being greedy for beauty. However, over the years, the old people who opposed it back then shut up in shame because she was more decent than those young ladies, because she never cared about rumors, and because she gave birth to a talented daughter for the Patton family.
But Elizabeth, who had always been safe, was a little distracted today. She even left her handbag on the hired carriage for the first time in her life. This was impossible for the lady to have it in the past. Fortunately, the coachman recognized this regular customer and hurriedly sent the bag back.
Elizabeth took out a silver coin from the bag and rewarded the coachman with a sincere thank you.
She returned to the bedroom in dismay, sat upright in front of the spotless dressing mirror. She took out the wooden comb she gave to her from the drawer. She stared blankly at the beautiful face in the mirror that could still make men's heartbeat. Her eyes were wet, and she... was crying... She just wanted to live peacefully, watch her daughter get married, and grow old with her husband calmly. Why can't even be satisfied with such a humble wish... Elizabeth buried her head on the table, letting sadness slide down her face. She seemed to hear the sound of something shattering. She knew that it was her heart.
When Brighton returned home with his tired body, the old clock in the corner happened to ring the ten o'clock. He was a little surprised that he did not see the towels and hot soup that his wife had prepared for him. Since his daughter was hospitalized in that accident, the house, which had few servants, became increasingly deserted.
Brighton sighed, without alarming the housekeeper, walked straight towards the bedroom.
Pushing open the door, Brighton watched his wife sit in front of the mirror motionlessly. He clearly looked back from the reflection of the mirror, but rarely said a word and didn't even look back.
Brighton asked while taking off his coat and hanging it in his closet: What's wrong with you today?uncomfortable?
Elizabeth: It's still so late today.
Brighton smiled and said: It wasn't the first day that you knew I was busy. You wouldn't suspect that I was fooling around, right?
Elizabeth: I believe you, I went to the hospital today and didn’t see Helena.
Brighton slapped his head and suddenly realized it and said: Oh, you talk about this. The doctor transferred her to the Royal Sanatorium for conditioning. When I got busy, I forgot to tell you about this. I blame me, but most people in that place don't let me in.
Elizabeth: Oh?When did the Royal Sanatorium be built on the boulevard?
Brighton frowned, then pretended to be relaxed and said: Who are you talking nonsense? The sanatorium is in Her Majesty's bedroom.
Elizabeth: Margaret said it, and I'm sure she didn't talk nonsense.
Brighton: Don't think about it.
Elizabeth: When you brought Leonard back, I believed you and asked nothing. When Anne's parents were killed inexplicably, I believed you and asked nothing. After Helena came back seriously injured, I chose to believe you and asked nothing. But now that she is gone, you still want me to believe you and don't ask nothing?That is my daughter, my most precious daughter!I don't care what you and Carl are planning, I just want to return my daughter!
Brighton: Calm down, Helena is fine.
Elizabeth was crying: Is it okay?Do you want to take a look at it yourself?Anyway, I have seen all those beasts, so I won’t be the one who is a father!As he said that, he took out a translucent bead from his arms and smashed it hard on his husband's face.
Brighton held the bead with his backhand, frowned and looked at it, his pupils shrank slightly. It was a illuminating bead, and even if he didn't look at it, he knew how unbearable the lewd scene inside.
Brighton: Where did the beads come from?
Elizabeth: Is this important?
Brighton: The price she paid for is worth it for the Holy Alliance and for the future of the human race...
Elizabeth said coldly: If the human race needs to sacrifice our daughter to bear the future, then let it be extinct. Even your own daughter cannot be protected. Why do you still be the commander of the imperial guard?
Brighton: It was too late when I knew...
Elizabeth: Now you will take your troops to the Peter family to bring my daughter back.
Brighton: Not yet... Elizabeth, give me some time, it won't be too long, I will definitely bring Helena back.
Elizabeth: But I can't wait for a moment. Those old guys from the Peter family might be doing something to Helena now.
Brighton: I know, I know, but we cannot act impulsively at this time and all our efforts will be wasted. I promise you that by then, I will definitely dig out the eyes of those people one by one and cut out their hearts one by one.
Elizabeth: Brighton, even if you kill them all, what can you compensate your daughter?
Brighton stepped forward and hugged his heartbroken wife, and said nothing for a long time. At this moment, they were not the awesome commander of the imperial guards and the peerless noble young women, they were just an ordinary couple who missed their daughter...
Andrea's behavior was free from the slightest, and decided to withdraw from Chuckel's territory as soon as possible. She rushed for a whole day without stopping. She stayed in the wild until night before she was stationed in the wild. Sitting around the warm bonfire, the handsome brown-haired young Leonard took back a few fresh fish from the nearby lake, revealing his unique skills of grilling fish, sprinkling secret spices, and eating them all praised. Oh, not everyone. The kitten woman did not say a word and occupied three grilled fish alone, one of which came from the plate of Rage Claws for granted.
As for the young tiger tribe who is pity, he had to declare with a heartache that he was losing weight recently and would not eat fish tonight!
Leonard and Burton were used to it. Andrea and Elsa were so funny that they were laughing at the rage of their own words. Even Wolf, who had always been indifferent, showed a little smile.
Faced with Andrea's inquiry, Elusha couldn't hide it anymore, and demonstrated a treatment process on Leonard's newly added wound. Andrea was amazed. The Saint was quite sure that this did not belong to any known magic, but was more like Elusha's unique talented magic.
After a day of hard work, everyone did not talk deeply. They packed up the tableware, set up protective barriers, and went to bed. Wolf guarded the front in the middle of the night, and Leonard was replaced later.
Andrea murmured in her heart: Benjamin, what do you think of the talent shown by Elusa?
Benjamin: Do you only think of Master of this when you think of Master?You think I'm an encyclopedia.
Andrea: Stop talking nonsense, otherwise I won’t wear it for you in the future.
Benjamin said frustratedly: Young people today don’t know what it means to respect the youngest... Your judgment is right. What she is using is indeed not a magical technique, but more like a time retrospective.
Andrea said in surprise: What did you say?Then Isn't Elusa...
Benjamin: I advise you not to report all the truth to the Holy See. For what you want to do, the help she can give you is beyond your imagination. As long as she can successfully advance to the holy level, the entire Eternal Continent can definitely be ranked among the top three. Then the friendship formed in such a time of crisis is particularly important.
Andrea: I'm not as utilitarian as you think.
Benjamin: Beautiful Saint, this world is unavailable.
Andrea: That kind of talent is unusual. Could she be the reincarnation of a goddess?
Benjamin shook his head: I did not sense the soul fluctuations of the gods from her body, and it was strange that her spell could not act on me.
Andrea: Forget it, it’s useless to think too much, let’s start with what’s happening right now.
Benjamin said: Haven’t everything been solved?
Andrea: I want to go to the Emperor Capital of the Holy Alliance, and there seems to be something unusual there recently.
Benjamin: You are not trying to cause trouble for the Peter family, are you?The Pope didn't ask you to provoke them. That family is not something you can easily shake, even if you have that token.
Andrea: I just want to go and have a look, and don’t we have a good excuse now?As he said that, he pointed to the direction of Elusa and the Mist Blade Tent Benjamin: You were just saying that you are not a utilitarian.
Andrea: You were just saying that this world is not unreasonable.
Benjamin suddenly felt like he was shooting himself in the foot, although he would not be hit by the stone in his soul...
Benjamin: By the way, you'd better pay attention to the swordsman named Leonard.
Andrea: His swordsmanship is very good, and he should have a family tradition, but he hasn't reached the point where I can see you differently, right?
Benjamin: What if I tell you that he has the direct bloodline of two Saint-level powerhouses?The holy-level powerhouses on the Eternal Continent are rare, and the descendants born between them seem even more rare.
Andrea: Doesn’t that mean that as long as Leonard survives, he will be a sure-fire Saint-level swordsman in the future?The adventurer team we happened to meet was actually hidden in two high-level strong men with promising futures?
Benjamin: All I can say is that your luck is indeed so good that it makes people jealous.
Andrea: No matter how lucky you are, I still can't avoid Wolf's previous blow.
Benjamin: Little girl, if you want to ask for advice, please be straightforward. This great master is not so stingy that he cares about this knowledge with you.
Andrea: I feel that Wolf's move was completely an instinctive reaction without thinking, but how could it be so fast?
Benjamin: Everyone knows that eternal power is hidden in everyone's body. It's just that everyone is born with or found out differently. Eternal power can be converted into various energy mediums according to the different usage methods, such as the magical arts you use, or directly blessed on the body or weapons, such as Leonard's swordsmanship.
Andrea: I understand this.
Benjamin: But what you don't understand is that the level only reflects the amount of eternal power in your body, and the effect you have after converting eternal power into the energy you need, without involving specific application techniques and efficiency issues.
Andrea: What do you mean is Wolf is much more clever than me in the use of eternal power?
Benjamin: If you want to make a metaphor, Wolf is like a calculating businessman, and you are a squandering playboy, the most important thing is that the money has not been spent on the point.
Andrea said helplessly: I am called the most talented saint in the Holy See in hundreds of years. Why do you say it as worthless?
Benjamin: It depends on who you are competing with. You have to compete with Wolf. What can I do?
Andrea: How strong is he?
Benjamin: The number that can beat him on this continent will not exceed this number.He said and gestured.
Andrea: This...no wonder the Pope is relieved to let him serve as my guard...
Benjamin: Speaking of which, little girl, are you wearing it below?Since you refused to wear your necklace, I can't see the scenery inside you.
The saint's mouth curled slightly, his face was smiling, and his fingertips gently twisted the fabric, slowly lifted up his holy skirt... In the tight tent, the great master without a heart seemed to hear his heartbeat that had been silent for thousands of years... What he saw under Andrea's skirt became a secret that no one knew.
The bright moonlight fell on the lush grass, the sky was bright and clear, and the wooden house in the orchard was filled with warm lights. The hound Harry had just finished gnawing on his bones, perhaps because he smelled some ambiguous atmosphere and shook his tail at his master excitedly.
A girl's body filled with youthful atmosphere was sitting in her master's arms in a posture that seemed extremely shameful to humans. Harry was just a hunting dog. It could not understand the shame on the girl's pretty face, but it vaguely understood that the movement they were cooperating with was out of a biological instinct for reproduction.
In human language, they are having sex. In Harry's eyes, they are... mate... but I don't know why the master, who used to be fearful and terrified to the girl, showed an unscrupulous look at this moment.
The owner of the hound Harry was naturally Brown, the fruit farmer hired by the Liz family, and the young woman who was fucked in Brown's arms was naturally Liya. This orchard and this wooden house used to belong to the Liz family, but now it has become Brown's asset for no reason. No one dares to question it because it was the Lord Lord.
At this moment, Liya was only wearing the knee-length suspender nightgown that she was commonly seen in her usual daily life. The shoulder straps slid off her collarbone, and the skirt was dancing around her waist. The bra soaked in sweat and the underwear wet with vaginal fluid had long become Harry's toys and was torn into irrecognizable cloth strips.
Brown shouted: Mrs. Liz, are the apple pie cooked?Miss Liya has been fucked by me twice and she has orgasm. If you don’t take it out, I will feed the lady’s mouth below first.
Liya: Ah, Ah, Ah, Hu, Hu, Yi, Yi!Mother, hurry up... hurry up..., I... I'm going to be cummed by Uncle Brown... Ah, Ah, Harry, don't... don't look... don't look here, Ah, Ah,... go again... go again, Ah, Ah, orgasm, you're going!
Mrs. Liz hurriedly took the apple pie out of the kitchen, but only saw the daughter's turn-up pupils and the sticky whiteness in her pussy, as well as the hideous wrinkled face. She naively thought she knew this man. Facts proved that she underestimated the greed of human nature again and again, and the temptation of her mother and daughter in the eyes of men.
This shameless man didn't even want to wait for a moment and raped her daughter before dinner. Although she also understood that even without this man, the mother and daughter would be violated by others...
Brown smiled and said: Madam, I'm sorry, the lady said that she was itchy just now, so I wanted to help her solve it. She couldn't help but ejaculate inwardly. In fact, it's not my fault. The lady's pussy is too tight, so she just clamped it casually and accidentally made it out. Speaking of which, I also grew up watching her growing up. When I was a child, I didn't realize that she had the talent to be a prostitute.
Mrs. Liz was so angry that her whole body trembled. But she was not good at quarreling and couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time. Although her daughter's body had been trained and developed for so many days, no matter how thick the face was, she would definitely not say itchy in front of you, right?
Brown shamelessly pulled out his cock in front of Liz. A huge amount of white semen gushed out as the piston pulled out, pulling out slender crystal silk threads and sagging from Liz's lower body to the ground. Liz put down the freshly steamed apple pie with pain, took out a handkerchief to wipe the muddy private parts for her daughter.
Brown smiled and grabbed an apple pie and stuffed it into his mouth, praising: Madam, you have been fucked for so many days, but your skills have not fallen behind. It would be a pity that you didn't open a store.
Mrs. Liz said coldly: We mother and daughter are played with by them, and it is not thanks to you. I asked myself that I treat you well, but I didn’t expect you to be such a villain who repays grudges and revenge.
Brown: Haha, the villain's cock has just fucked the woman and got dirty. Please ask the wife and the lady to clean it up for the villain.As he said that, he pointed to his cock that had risen again.
Liz: You...you...
Brown: Hurry up, otherwise I can't guarantee that I'll say something to those soldiers.
Liz had no choice but to climb under the table with her gradually awake daughter and lick her huge roots for the man who betrayed them. Brown, who was originally a humble hired farmer, enjoyed the fragrant apple pie while enjoying the oral sex between Liz and her daughter. She felt that she had lived for most of her life and had never lived as comfortable as she was tonight.
Since her mother took the initiative to put the entire penis into Sandang's mouth, Liya only needed to help lick the bag from the side, but suddenly exclaimed for no reason.
Liz turned her head, but found that Harry, the hunting dog, seemed to be attracted by the daughter's private sensations. She quietly walked behind her back, raised her short skirt, spit out her long tongue and licked the base of her daughter's newly wiped thighs. This is how Liz's exclamation came from this. Lady Liz was so angry that she pushed Harry away with one hand and shouted angrily: Get out of it, even you, a beast, are here to bully my daughter?
Harry whimpered, retreating aside like a child who did something wrong. In its previous perception, these two ladies even needed to please the owner, although they were a little strange tonight...
Brown said unhappily: Mrs. Liz, I hope you can recognize your identity. Now you and the lady are two sex slaves who are not even as good as beasts. Harry has been with me for many years, just like my family. At least in this room, its status is no lower than you.
Liz: You...what did you say, you mean that we mother and daughter are not as good as a dog?
Brown: That's not because now you and the lady are two female dogs!Madam, since you love the lady so much, why don’t you take off your underwear?
Liz instantly understood Brown's intention and said in a trembling voice: You...you dare!
Brown smiled and said: Madam, I am for the sake of the lady’s good.
Mrs. Liz looked at her trembling daughter beside her, sighed, bit her lower lip, turned her nightgown that was the same style as her daughter, and slowly took the cotton briefs to her knees.
Brown slapped Harry's palm twice, and pointed at Mrs. Liz's big naked ass. Harry hesitated for a moment, and with the encouragement of his master, he tentatively climbed behind Mrs. Liz and began to slowly lick the plump young woman's legs.
The strong sensory stimulation from the beast's tongue made Mrs. Liz moan. The strange feeling of being licked by Harry made her recall the experience of being blatantly violated by Charlie that day. Her pussy involuntarily secreted love juice, and this lustful body odor made Harry lick it even more excited and hard.
The beautiful young woman endured the humiliation, and the cherry mouth sucked the penis to make Brown feel comfortable, and the pink and tender pussy opened wide to make Harry feel comfortable. In the lonely wooden house, she used her body to comfort the pair of men and pets who had been lonely for most of her life.
At night, the collision between naked bodies was clattering, the old wooden bed was shaking endlessly, the moaning bed of mother and daughter cumming, the heavy breath of middle-aged men venting their animal desires, intertwined together in this narrow bedroom, playing a stirring music in the quiet midnight.
This was the night Brown dreamed of in his life. Unfortunately, it was a pity that he lacked the most beautiful red-haired girl in the employer's family, but he could not ask for more. Being able to fuck this charming lady and the young lady in his prime was a blessing he never dared to imagine.
But for Liz and her daughter, it was a tragedy that they never dared to dream of. A month ago, Mrs. Liz was still worried about her daughter's temperament getting rid of such trivial things. How could the mother and daughter become sex slaves in the blink of an eye and be forced to have sex with the hired farmer at home?
Fortunately, Elusa was rescued in the end, which was almost the only relief for her mother.
The mother and daughter sat opposite each other without a twig. Under their crotch was the disgusting man who lay flat... whose yellow front teeth, the smell of sweat, the greasy hair, and the underwear he had just taken off, as if he hadn't changed in a week, how long has this man named Brown been taking a shower!
But they had no choice. The soldiers asked their mother and daughter to serve the man tonight, so they had to shamelessly cater to this man. The training for many days has made them lose the courage to resist.
Mrs. Liz shook her brown braids left and right, her plump breasts swaying her breasts up and down, and she sat straight on the hard cock holding the sky, allowing the weapon blessed by the aphrodisiac to directly penetrate into the depths of the uterus. Her body was undulating, and her little mouth kept moaning.
Liz: Ah, Ah, Master Brown, I have worked so hard, cum... cum to me... Please cum inside me.
Brown: Hehe, madam, it’s not that easy. Are you thinking that I will ejaculate you a few more times so that your daughter can suffer less?
Liz was seen through her mind, but she still said softly: I...I guess you should have wanted to get me to the bed a long time ago, right?Ah, Ah, Huh, is it...Is my pussy uncomfortable?Can't I satisfy you?Ah, Ah.Before she finished speaking, Liz was thrown into the clouds again, while the hot penis in her pussy was still firm.
Brown: I bought the medicine I took at a high price. How could I easily let you and your mother and daughter rest?None of you will want to sleep tonight!Keep fucking yourself, and you, Miss Liya, call me more slutty. Don’t think I don’t know how many times you have been gang-raped, and pretend to be reserved!
Liya was kneeling in front of Brown's chest at this moment, with her pink flower core facing the rough skin eroded by the wind and frost, allowing the middle-aged man who watched her grow up to pinch his waist and lick it freely.
Liya: Uncle Brown licked... Liya felt so comfortable. Ah, Ah, Uncle just used his tongue, so... let Liya cum... so amazing. Ah, Ah, Liya belonged to her tonight. Liya's tits, pussy, buttocks, uterus, all... will listen to her uncle's words obediently. Ah, Ah, Liya also wants to be fucked like her mother!
Brown: Well, Liya, please let uncle care for you once.As he said that, he put his two fingers together and stabbed them straight into Liya's delicate asshole...
Liya's mourning resounded throughout the bedroom. She finally understood that what Brown said hurts, it really hurts...
Brown smiled and said: Madam, don’t you comfort the lady?She screamed so loudly.
Liz, who had been trained, certainly understood what Brown meant. She slowly leaned forward towards her daughter, her starry eyes were blurred, and her four breasts were opposite each other. While being humiliated, the mother and daughter supported each other's naked body, with a slightly open mouth and a soft tongue entangled, and she kissed each other in an extremely erotic way, both for mother and daughter, and like lily.
Liz suddenly felt that the giant thing in her pussy had expanded a little more, and Liya suddenly felt that the two fingers in her asshole had penetrated a little more.
That night, Liz's uterus was filled with five times, Liya's pussy was washed three times, and the mother and daughter were ravaged and destroyed by their own farmers until late at night, and then they were able to fall asleep.
The dazzling sunlight projected through the rusty iron window on the two delicate bodies with similar faces in the bedroom. Liz, who has been pampering for many years, is not as physically strong as Brown, who has worked in the orchard for half her life. She slept soundly until noon after a night fight.
The noisy dog barking sounded, Liz Emei frowned, slowly woke up from her sleep, and as a sound of footsteps approached, the man who pushed the door in and raped them last night.
Liz subconsciously pulled over the bedding and covered her sensitive parts for her daughter. However, it seemed so ridiculous in Brown's eyes. She had fucked her, so she was almost looking at her?
Brown held two wooden boxes and said, "The officer at the door said you can put it on before going out."
Liz opened the box in confusion and took out her clothes. She was slightly stunned, with tears in her eyes...
Liya woke up, rubbed her eyes lazily, and said in a sweet voice: Mother, why are you crying?
In the afternoon, the villagers of Ta'an Village were summoned to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village. Everyone whispered and talked a lot. The guards of these lords only captured Mrs. Liz's family not long ago. Now they call them here. What's wrong?
Could it be that they are not enough to bother the Liz family?
The villagers secretly speculated, but no one dared to express their dissatisfaction. After all, the long swords in the hands of those personal guards are really not decorations.
The doubt did not last long, and a carriage with the lord's emblem came from a distance. Wasn't it the hired farmer Brown who occupied the Liz's orchard?
Look at his current pride of spring breeze, which is completely different from his previous submissive image.
Brown carried his back with one hand with a graceful hand, bent down into the carriage, and carefully supported the two beautiful figures. After seeing the two familiar pretty faces, the villagers looked different in their faces.
The one who was helped off the carriage by Brown was Liz and her daughter who were taken away before, but somehow she didn't see Elusa. However, what puzzled everyone the most was that the mother and daughter were wearing the same style of plain white gauze skirt, which was a... wedding dress.
A sharp-eyed villager suddenly recognized that the beauty in front of her was exactly the wedding dress Liz wore when she got married.
The corners of the grocery store's eyes were wet. He had once pursued Mrs. Liz eagerly before, but unfortunately he had never been favored by her. Although he was already married and had children, he had always been thinking about Liz's beautiful appearance at the wedding and the flower ball thrown at him... Now Mrs. Liz is still as beautiful as she was back then, and he is old... But why did Lord Lord ask them to wear wedding dresses?
The doctor living alone in the village squinted his eyes and looked playful. Liz gave birth to her beloved daughter, which was delivered by him. After John passed away, he expressed his love to Mrs. Liz more than once, and even moved from the town to Ta'an Village. However, he had never been favored by the beauty. Speaking of which, he wanted to thank the lord's son. If it weren't for that young master, how could he have the chance to see the young woman being fucked openly?
The mother and daughter are wearing the same wedding dress, who are they going to marry?
The gangster squatting on the roadside smiled and asked himself, who has never thought of this pretty widow in the village?
What's more, the young woman has two beautiful daughters at home. He wants to peek at Mrs. Liz more than once, but every time she makes her two daughters tease her and becomes a laughing stock in the village. Not long ago, Mrs. Liz was blatantly violated, and his bloodline was shady. Now those noble men who are used to playing women have asked the mother and daughter to wear wedding dresses. Haha, what kind of good intentions can they be?
The road was opened by the guards, Brown waved all the way, took Liz and her daughter through the crowd, and walked to the temporary platform under the shade of the tree, and said loudly: Gentlemen, ladies, please be quiet. Today, I would like to call everyone on behalf of the Lord of the Lord. I announced it to you because there is good news. As for what good news, Mrs. Liz will read it to you personally.
The plain gauze skirt was dragged on the platform, reflecting the rays of sunshine among the mottled trees, which made the stunning young woman who had accumulated elegant charm from the years show a few different freshness. Liz walked to the stage with her beloved daughter, pondering for a moment, and finally spoke slowly: Hello everyone, I am Liz. My family once borrowed huge amounts from the lord, but now I can't repay it. According to the original agreement, all the property in my family belongs to the lord, including... myself and my daughter... Liya.As the lord's private property, we mother and daughter voluntarily received the training of the lord. We are now... already... sex slaves of the lord...
That gentle and virtuous Mrs. Liz was actually trained to become a sex slave?
Liz: A few days ago, we were arrested by the Lord. To show punishment, the Lord decided to let us mother and daughter return to the village to serve everyone as free public prostitution for a week. During this period, no matter how everyone violated me and my daughter, it would be okay...
The men were knocked unconscious by the huge surprise, and they couldn't believe their ears. They didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, a man slowly raised his arm and asked in a trembling voice: Is it really okay to fuck him?
Liz held her daughter's jade hand tightly and closed her eyes. Tears slid from the corners of her eyes along her cheeks to her chin, condensing into sadness and falling quietly. She seemed to have taken off all her strength and said slowly: Yes, you can do whatever you want...
They seemed to discuss an extremely absurd issue with an extremely cautious attitude. Of course, reincarnation should be based on the premise of falling. Could it be that Luna, the only true god on the Eternal Continent, is no longer in her kingdom of gods in the perception of these great figures?
Mington smiled and said in a deep voice: There were several clues in the Holy Alliance before, but after verification, they all proved that they had nothing to do with the goddess. I once suspected the Speaker's granddaughter.
The corpse is not dark: That little beauty?Even if she has nothing to do with the goddess' reincarnation, you are afraid that she will not let her go, right?Where is the holy female swordsman who has fallen into your hands?Several professors from our Magic Academy who have returned from traveling have highly praised her.
Mington shook his head: You mean Brighton's daughter Helena?Judging from Aina's reaction after contacting her, she was not.
Kong Ling: I have always been watching the feather clan. There is no suspicious object at the moment. As for the demon clan... he looked at the corpse Wunan as he said that.
Zi Wunan: See what I do. Most of the chess pieces I left in the abyss of darkness have been removed. There are only limited clues to find. Don’t expect me to run back in person unless you block the scythe of Dark Wing for me.
Kong Ling: If you hadn't been so crazy that you took someone from a town to do magic experiments, why would you have angered the Demon Queen like that?
The corpse is not dark: Those people are not dead, and they don’t know how angry she is.
Everyone was speechless, yes, those people were not dead, but if you, a necromancer, were transformed into a living zombie, it would be better to die.
Mington: It is difficult to deal with the Millennium Kingdom, and our people have not been able to penetrate it.
Mangu: Long ears have never liked to contact the outside world, and even goblins who run around the mainland to make money rarely trade in their territory.
Pope: I will find a way to find a way for the Thousand Years Kingdom. You don’t have to worry about it anymore. Bai Ye seems to be searching for beautiful girls recently. She won’t notice anything, right?
Man Gu snorted coldly: That slutty fox is just a man who is tired of playing with it and wants to play with women!
The corpse Wunan: By the way, Mangu, is that woman so fierce in bed?Is it true that you are the only man who can walk out of her boudoir by himself?
Mangu smiled and laughed: If you want to try it, I have no objection.
The Necromancer secretly gestured at the physical gap between himself and the Berserker, quickly dispelling this crazy idea.
Kong Ling: At that time, we had already made quite careful arrangements. It would be fine if we failed to successfully seal the goddess, but it was still expected. But why did the wisp of spiritual consciousness hidden in her body disappear without a trace with the battle, so that we could not track the general location of her reincarnation?
Pope: Although we use the power of Caos to kill gods, it is already a miraculous creation. We cannot be too demanding. All we have to do is find out the reincarnation of the goddess, completely seal her, and end this era of empresses.
Mington: What the Pope said makes sense, but it was indeed a bit strange that day. Kaos's last shot was obviously hesitant, which directly made us miss the opportunity to seal Luna.
Mangu: What is Kaos in now?
Pope: After that war, his divine power was in a weak state, and I could not control his whereabouts. Although we unsealed the seal for him, it seemed that he did not trust us.
Kong Ling took a deep breath and said slowly: Is there any good news?
The Pope smiled slightly: I have parsed out nearly half of the underlying rules in this kingdom of God, and what I can do is no longer limited to conveying vague oracles...
When everyone heard this, they were excited.
The corpse is not dark: Sir, don’t keep it in hiding, tell us quickly.
Pope: Now we can call believers with a value of one hundred, so that they can reach the Kingdom of God in a soul like us, and that they can also see the reality that I want them to see.
Mington narrowed his eyes: Sir, do you mean including those five people?
Pope: That's right, including those five people.
The ambiguous smile diluted the tension. As we all know, the Queen of the Five Clans is the most devout goddess believer on the Eternal Continent.
The corpse is not dark: In fact, I have a relatively simple way to find the traces of the goddess.
Pope: It’s rare that you are willing to come up with an idea, let’s hear it.
The corpse is not dark: war.
Mangu: War?
Zi Wunan: Goddess Bo hates war the most. If there is a large-scale war on the mainland, I’m afraid she will not be able to continue hiding, right?
Mangu: You are just looking forward to having enough corpses for you to study?But…I like war.
Mington smiled and said: OK, we have no idea now, since the goddess doesn't like to see war...
Kong Ling: Then let’s fight her!
Pope: Well, you all agree, then I, the old man, have nothing to object to. Okay, let's stop here today.
The corpse was dark, the barbarian bones, Kong Ling bowed one after another and said retreating, leaving Mingdun sitting opposite the Pope.
Seeing that Minton had no intention of leaving, the Pope joked: I am not my saint disciple, what is worth looking at?
Mington: I have changed my mind and want to ask the Pope for something.
Pope: Oh?Don't you mind asking for a high price now?
Mington: Nothing, the price of the Pope is the most reasonable.
Pope: Tell me, what do you need me to do?
Mington: I want to ask the adults to teach a disobedient little girl a lesson...
Pope: Haven’t you already had a solution to that matter?
Mington: But now I think of a more interesting way...
In the banquet hall where the wine was scrambling, Mington opened his eyes and raised his glass with a smile like a rich man to express his wishes to the guests. No one knew that in the blink of an eye, he discussed a horrifying topic with four big names with equal identities. No one would have thought that this kind-hearted old man was actually one of the god-killers.
Elizabeth is an ordinary woman. At least, she considers herself an ordinary woman. So although she is a noble, she does not have the slightest extravagance and debauchery that is common to aristocrats. She always cooks to prepare simple but delicious dishes for her family. She always uses the cheapest carriage when she goes out. She always has simple but generous and decent dresses. The most expensive accessories on her are the wedding ring on her ring finger. She likes to read but only goes to the National Library to borrow. She always wears a veil in a low-key manner, and doesn't even have a maid to follow. She just wants to be an ordinary wife, an ordinary mother, and that's all.
It’s a pity that her husband and daughter could never be an ordinary person. She is the wife of the great sword master Brighton, and she is the mother of Helena, the Rose of Thorns.
Even though she is willing to be ordinary, her identity is destined to be extraordinary.
At that time, Brighton refused to marry Elizabeth, who was born in a poor family. Many elders in the family denounced Brighton for being greedy for beauty. However, over the years, the old people who opposed it back then shut up in shame because she was more decent than those young ladies, because she never cared about rumors, and because she gave birth to a talented daughter for the Patton family.
But Elizabeth, who had always been safe, was a little distracted today. She even left her handbag on the hired carriage for the first time in her life. This was impossible for the lady to have it in the past. Fortunately, the coachman recognized this regular customer and hurriedly sent the bag back.
Elizabeth took out a silver coin from the bag and rewarded the coachman with a sincere thank you.
She returned to the bedroom in dismay, sat upright in front of the spotless dressing mirror. She took out the wooden comb she gave to her from the drawer. She stared blankly at the beautiful face in the mirror that could still make men's heartbeat. Her eyes were wet, and she... was crying... She just wanted to live peacefully, watch her daughter get married, and grow old with her husband calmly. Why can't even be satisfied with such a humble wish... Elizabeth buried her head on the table, letting sadness slide down her face. She seemed to hear the sound of something shattering. She knew that it was her heart.
When Brighton returned home with his tired body, the old clock in the corner happened to ring the ten o'clock. He was a little surprised that he did not see the towels and hot soup that his wife had prepared for him. Since his daughter was hospitalized in that accident, the house, which had few servants, became increasingly deserted.
Brighton sighed, without alarming the housekeeper, walked straight towards the bedroom.
Pushing open the door, Brighton watched his wife sit in front of the mirror motionlessly. He clearly looked back from the reflection of the mirror, but rarely said a word and didn't even look back.
Brighton asked while taking off his coat and hanging it in his closet: What's wrong with you today?uncomfortable?
Elizabeth: It's still so late today.
Brighton smiled and said: It wasn't the first day that you knew I was busy. You wouldn't suspect that I was fooling around, right?
Elizabeth: I believe you, I went to the hospital today and didn’t see Helena.
Brighton slapped his head and suddenly realized it and said: Oh, you talk about this. The doctor transferred her to the Royal Sanatorium for conditioning. When I got busy, I forgot to tell you about this. I blame me, but most people in that place don't let me in.
Elizabeth: Oh?When did the Royal Sanatorium be built on the boulevard?
Brighton frowned, then pretended to be relaxed and said: Who are you talking nonsense? The sanatorium is in Her Majesty's bedroom.
Elizabeth: Margaret said it, and I'm sure she didn't talk nonsense.
Brighton: Don't think about it.
Elizabeth: When you brought Leonard back, I believed you and asked nothing. When Anne's parents were killed inexplicably, I believed you and asked nothing. After Helena came back seriously injured, I chose to believe you and asked nothing. But now that she is gone, you still want me to believe you and don't ask nothing?That is my daughter, my most precious daughter!I don't care what you and Carl are planning, I just want to return my daughter!
Brighton: Calm down, Helena is fine.
Elizabeth was crying: Is it okay?Do you want to take a look at it yourself?Anyway, I have seen all those beasts, so I won’t be the one who is a father!As he said that, he took out a translucent bead from his arms and smashed it hard on his husband's face.
Brighton held the bead with his backhand, frowned and looked at it, his pupils shrank slightly. It was a illuminating bead, and even if he didn't look at it, he knew how unbearable the lewd scene inside.
Brighton: Where did the beads come from?
Elizabeth: Is this important?
Brighton: The price she paid for is worth it for the Holy Alliance and for the future of the human race...
Elizabeth said coldly: If the human race needs to sacrifice our daughter to bear the future, then let it be extinct. Even your own daughter cannot be protected. Why do you still be the commander of the imperial guard?
Brighton: It was too late when I knew...
Elizabeth: Now you will take your troops to the Peter family to bring my daughter back.
Brighton: Not yet... Elizabeth, give me some time, it won't be too long, I will definitely bring Helena back.
Elizabeth: But I can't wait for a moment. Those old guys from the Peter family might be doing something to Helena now.
Brighton: I know, I know, but we cannot act impulsively at this time and all our efforts will be wasted. I promise you that by then, I will definitely dig out the eyes of those people one by one and cut out their hearts one by one.
Elizabeth: Brighton, even if you kill them all, what can you compensate your daughter?
Brighton stepped forward and hugged his heartbroken wife, and said nothing for a long time. At this moment, they were not the awesome commander of the imperial guards and the peerless noble young women, they were just an ordinary couple who missed their daughter...
Andrea's behavior was free from the slightest, and decided to withdraw from Chuckel's territory as soon as possible. She rushed for a whole day without stopping. She stayed in the wild until night before she was stationed in the wild. Sitting around the warm bonfire, the handsome brown-haired young Leonard took back a few fresh fish from the nearby lake, revealing his unique skills of grilling fish, sprinkling secret spices, and eating them all praised. Oh, not everyone. The kitten woman did not say a word and occupied three grilled fish alone, one of which came from the plate of Rage Claws for granted.
As for the young tiger tribe who is pity, he had to declare with a heartache that he was losing weight recently and would not eat fish tonight!
Leonard and Burton were used to it. Andrea and Elsa were so funny that they were laughing at the rage of their own words. Even Wolf, who had always been indifferent, showed a little smile.
Faced with Andrea's inquiry, Elusha couldn't hide it anymore, and demonstrated a treatment process on Leonard's newly added wound. Andrea was amazed. The Saint was quite sure that this did not belong to any known magic, but was more like Elusha's unique talented magic.
After a day of hard work, everyone did not talk deeply. They packed up the tableware, set up protective barriers, and went to bed. Wolf guarded the front in the middle of the night, and Leonard was replaced later.
Andrea murmured in her heart: Benjamin, what do you think of the talent shown by Elusa?
Benjamin: Do you only think of Master of this when you think of Master?You think I'm an encyclopedia.
Andrea: Stop talking nonsense, otherwise I won’t wear it for you in the future.
Benjamin said frustratedly: Young people today don’t know what it means to respect the youngest... Your judgment is right. What she is using is indeed not a magical technique, but more like a time retrospective.
Andrea said in surprise: What did you say?Then Isn't Elusa...
Benjamin: I advise you not to report all the truth to the Holy See. For what you want to do, the help she can give you is beyond your imagination. As long as she can successfully advance to the holy level, the entire Eternal Continent can definitely be ranked among the top three. Then the friendship formed in such a time of crisis is particularly important.
Andrea: I'm not as utilitarian as you think.
Benjamin: Beautiful Saint, this world is unavailable.
Andrea: That kind of talent is unusual. Could she be the reincarnation of a goddess?
Benjamin shook his head: I did not sense the soul fluctuations of the gods from her body, and it was strange that her spell could not act on me.
Andrea: Forget it, it’s useless to think too much, let’s start with what’s happening right now.
Benjamin said: Haven’t everything been solved?
Andrea: I want to go to the Emperor Capital of the Holy Alliance, and there seems to be something unusual there recently.
Benjamin: You are not trying to cause trouble for the Peter family, are you?The Pope didn't ask you to provoke them. That family is not something you can easily shake, even if you have that token.
Andrea: I just want to go and have a look, and don’t we have a good excuse now?As he said that, he pointed to the direction of Elusa and the Mist Blade Tent Benjamin: You were just saying that you are not a utilitarian.
Andrea: You were just saying that this world is not unreasonable.
Benjamin suddenly felt like he was shooting himself in the foot, although he would not be hit by the stone in his soul...
Benjamin: By the way, you'd better pay attention to the swordsman named Leonard.
Andrea: His swordsmanship is very good, and he should have a family tradition, but he hasn't reached the point where I can see you differently, right?
Benjamin: What if I tell you that he has the direct bloodline of two Saint-level powerhouses?The holy-level powerhouses on the Eternal Continent are rare, and the descendants born between them seem even more rare.
Andrea: Doesn’t that mean that as long as Leonard survives, he will be a sure-fire Saint-level swordsman in the future?The adventurer team we happened to meet was actually hidden in two high-level strong men with promising futures?
Benjamin: All I can say is that your luck is indeed so good that it makes people jealous.
Andrea: No matter how lucky you are, I still can't avoid Wolf's previous blow.
Benjamin: Little girl, if you want to ask for advice, please be straightforward. This great master is not so stingy that he cares about this knowledge with you.
Andrea: I feel that Wolf's move was completely an instinctive reaction without thinking, but how could it be so fast?
Benjamin: Everyone knows that eternal power is hidden in everyone's body. It's just that everyone is born with or found out differently. Eternal power can be converted into various energy mediums according to the different usage methods, such as the magical arts you use, or directly blessed on the body or weapons, such as Leonard's swordsmanship.
Andrea: I understand this.
Benjamin: But what you don't understand is that the level only reflects the amount of eternal power in your body, and the effect you have after converting eternal power into the energy you need, without involving specific application techniques and efficiency issues.
Andrea: What do you mean is Wolf is much more clever than me in the use of eternal power?
Benjamin: If you want to make a metaphor, Wolf is like a calculating businessman, and you are a squandering playboy, the most important thing is that the money has not been spent on the point.
Andrea said helplessly: I am called the most talented saint in the Holy See in hundreds of years. Why do you say it as worthless?
Benjamin: It depends on who you are competing with. You have to compete with Wolf. What can I do?
Andrea: How strong is he?
Benjamin: The number that can beat him on this continent will not exceed this number.He said and gestured.
Andrea: This...no wonder the Pope is relieved to let him serve as my guard...
Benjamin: Speaking of which, little girl, are you wearing it below?Since you refused to wear your necklace, I can't see the scenery inside you.
The saint's mouth curled slightly, his face was smiling, and his fingertips gently twisted the fabric, slowly lifted up his holy skirt... In the tight tent, the great master without a heart seemed to hear his heartbeat that had been silent for thousands of years... What he saw under Andrea's skirt became a secret that no one knew.
The bright moonlight fell on the lush grass, the sky was bright and clear, and the wooden house in the orchard was filled with warm lights. The hound Harry had just finished gnawing on his bones, perhaps because he smelled some ambiguous atmosphere and shook his tail at his master excitedly.
A girl's body filled with youthful atmosphere was sitting in her master's arms in a posture that seemed extremely shameful to humans. Harry was just a hunting dog. It could not understand the shame on the girl's pretty face, but it vaguely understood that the movement they were cooperating with was out of a biological instinct for reproduction.
In human language, they are having sex. In Harry's eyes, they are... mate... but I don't know why the master, who used to be fearful and terrified to the girl, showed an unscrupulous look at this moment.
The owner of the hound Harry was naturally Brown, the fruit farmer hired by the Liz family, and the young woman who was fucked in Brown's arms was naturally Liya. This orchard and this wooden house used to belong to the Liz family, but now it has become Brown's asset for no reason. No one dares to question it because it was the Lord Lord.
At this moment, Liya was only wearing the knee-length suspender nightgown that she was commonly seen in her usual daily life. The shoulder straps slid off her collarbone, and the skirt was dancing around her waist. The bra soaked in sweat and the underwear wet with vaginal fluid had long become Harry's toys and was torn into irrecognizable cloth strips.
Brown shouted: Mrs. Liz, are the apple pie cooked?Miss Liya has been fucked by me twice and she has orgasm. If you don’t take it out, I will feed the lady’s mouth below first.
Liya: Ah, Ah, Ah, Hu, Hu, Yi, Yi!Mother, hurry up... hurry up..., I... I'm going to be cummed by Uncle Brown... Ah, Ah, Harry, don't... don't look... don't look here, Ah, Ah,... go again... go again, Ah, Ah, orgasm, you're going!
Mrs. Liz hurriedly took the apple pie out of the kitchen, but only saw the daughter's turn-up pupils and the sticky whiteness in her pussy, as well as the hideous wrinkled face. She naively thought she knew this man. Facts proved that she underestimated the greed of human nature again and again, and the temptation of her mother and daughter in the eyes of men.
This shameless man didn't even want to wait for a moment and raped her daughter before dinner. Although she also understood that even without this man, the mother and daughter would be violated by others...
Brown smiled and said: Madam, I'm sorry, the lady said that she was itchy just now, so I wanted to help her solve it. She couldn't help but ejaculate inwardly. In fact, it's not my fault. The lady's pussy is too tight, so she just clamped it casually and accidentally made it out. Speaking of which, I also grew up watching her growing up. When I was a child, I didn't realize that she had the talent to be a prostitute.
Mrs. Liz was so angry that her whole body trembled. But she was not good at quarreling and couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time. Although her daughter's body had been trained and developed for so many days, no matter how thick the face was, she would definitely not say itchy in front of you, right?
Brown shamelessly pulled out his cock in front of Liz. A huge amount of white semen gushed out as the piston pulled out, pulling out slender crystal silk threads and sagging from Liz's lower body to the ground. Liz put down the freshly steamed apple pie with pain, took out a handkerchief to wipe the muddy private parts for her daughter.
Brown smiled and grabbed an apple pie and stuffed it into his mouth, praising: Madam, you have been fucked for so many days, but your skills have not fallen behind. It would be a pity that you didn't open a store.
Mrs. Liz said coldly: We mother and daughter are played with by them, and it is not thanks to you. I asked myself that I treat you well, but I didn’t expect you to be such a villain who repays grudges and revenge.
Brown: Haha, the villain's cock has just fucked the woman and got dirty. Please ask the wife and the lady to clean it up for the villain.As he said that, he pointed to his cock that had risen again.
Liz: You...you...
Brown: Hurry up, otherwise I can't guarantee that I'll say something to those soldiers.
Liz had no choice but to climb under the table with her gradually awake daughter and lick her huge roots for the man who betrayed them. Brown, who was originally a humble hired farmer, enjoyed the fragrant apple pie while enjoying the oral sex between Liz and her daughter. She felt that she had lived for most of her life and had never lived as comfortable as she was tonight.
Since her mother took the initiative to put the entire penis into Sandang's mouth, Liya only needed to help lick the bag from the side, but suddenly exclaimed for no reason.
Liz turned her head, but found that Harry, the hunting dog, seemed to be attracted by the daughter's private sensations. She quietly walked behind her back, raised her short skirt, spit out her long tongue and licked the base of her daughter's newly wiped thighs. This is how Liz's exclamation came from this. Lady Liz was so angry that she pushed Harry away with one hand and shouted angrily: Get out of it, even you, a beast, are here to bully my daughter?
Harry whimpered, retreating aside like a child who did something wrong. In its previous perception, these two ladies even needed to please the owner, although they were a little strange tonight...
Brown said unhappily: Mrs. Liz, I hope you can recognize your identity. Now you and the lady are two sex slaves who are not even as good as beasts. Harry has been with me for many years, just like my family. At least in this room, its status is no lower than you.
Liz: You...what did you say, you mean that we mother and daughter are not as good as a dog?
Brown: That's not because now you and the lady are two female dogs!Madam, since you love the lady so much, why don’t you take off your underwear?
Liz instantly understood Brown's intention and said in a trembling voice: You...you dare!
Brown smiled and said: Madam, I am for the sake of the lady’s good.
Mrs. Liz looked at her trembling daughter beside her, sighed, bit her lower lip, turned her nightgown that was the same style as her daughter, and slowly took the cotton briefs to her knees.
Brown slapped Harry's palm twice, and pointed at Mrs. Liz's big naked ass. Harry hesitated for a moment, and with the encouragement of his master, he tentatively climbed behind Mrs. Liz and began to slowly lick the plump young woman's legs.
The strong sensory stimulation from the beast's tongue made Mrs. Liz moan. The strange feeling of being licked by Harry made her recall the experience of being blatantly violated by Charlie that day. Her pussy involuntarily secreted love juice, and this lustful body odor made Harry lick it even more excited and hard.
The beautiful young woman endured the humiliation, and the cherry mouth sucked the penis to make Brown feel comfortable, and the pink and tender pussy opened wide to make Harry feel comfortable. In the lonely wooden house, she used her body to comfort the pair of men and pets who had been lonely for most of her life.
At night, the collision between naked bodies was clattering, the old wooden bed was shaking endlessly, the moaning bed of mother and daughter cumming, the heavy breath of middle-aged men venting their animal desires, intertwined together in this narrow bedroom, playing a stirring music in the quiet midnight.
This was the night Brown dreamed of in his life. Unfortunately, it was a pity that he lacked the most beautiful red-haired girl in the employer's family, but he could not ask for more. Being able to fuck this charming lady and the young lady in his prime was a blessing he never dared to imagine.
But for Liz and her daughter, it was a tragedy that they never dared to dream of. A month ago, Mrs. Liz was still worried about her daughter's temperament getting rid of such trivial things. How could the mother and daughter become sex slaves in the blink of an eye and be forced to have sex with the hired farmer at home?
Fortunately, Elusa was rescued in the end, which was almost the only relief for her mother.
The mother and daughter sat opposite each other without a twig. Under their crotch was the disgusting man who lay flat... whose yellow front teeth, the smell of sweat, the greasy hair, and the underwear he had just taken off, as if he hadn't changed in a week, how long has this man named Brown been taking a shower!
But they had no choice. The soldiers asked their mother and daughter to serve the man tonight, so they had to shamelessly cater to this man. The training for many days has made them lose the courage to resist.
Mrs. Liz shook her brown braids left and right, her plump breasts swaying her breasts up and down, and she sat straight on the hard cock holding the sky, allowing the weapon blessed by the aphrodisiac to directly penetrate into the depths of the uterus. Her body was undulating, and her little mouth kept moaning.
Liz: Ah, Ah, Master Brown, I have worked so hard, cum... cum to me... Please cum inside me.
Brown: Hehe, madam, it’s not that easy. Are you thinking that I will ejaculate you a few more times so that your daughter can suffer less?
Liz was seen through her mind, but she still said softly: I...I guess you should have wanted to get me to the bed a long time ago, right?Ah, Ah, Huh, is it...Is my pussy uncomfortable?Can't I satisfy you?Ah, Ah.Before she finished speaking, Liz was thrown into the clouds again, while the hot penis in her pussy was still firm.
Brown: I bought the medicine I took at a high price. How could I easily let you and your mother and daughter rest?None of you will want to sleep tonight!Keep fucking yourself, and you, Miss Liya, call me more slutty. Don’t think I don’t know how many times you have been gang-raped, and pretend to be reserved!
Liya was kneeling in front of Brown's chest at this moment, with her pink flower core facing the rough skin eroded by the wind and frost, allowing the middle-aged man who watched her grow up to pinch his waist and lick it freely.
Liya: Uncle Brown licked... Liya felt so comfortable. Ah, Ah, Uncle just used his tongue, so... let Liya cum... so amazing. Ah, Ah, Liya belonged to her tonight. Liya's tits, pussy, buttocks, uterus, all... will listen to her uncle's words obediently. Ah, Ah, Liya also wants to be fucked like her mother!
Brown: Well, Liya, please let uncle care for you once.As he said that, he put his two fingers together and stabbed them straight into Liya's delicate asshole...
Liya's mourning resounded throughout the bedroom. She finally understood that what Brown said hurts, it really hurts...
Brown smiled and said: Madam, don’t you comfort the lady?She screamed so loudly.
Liz, who had been trained, certainly understood what Brown meant. She slowly leaned forward towards her daughter, her starry eyes were blurred, and her four breasts were opposite each other. While being humiliated, the mother and daughter supported each other's naked body, with a slightly open mouth and a soft tongue entangled, and she kissed each other in an extremely erotic way, both for mother and daughter, and like lily.
Liz suddenly felt that the giant thing in her pussy had expanded a little more, and Liya suddenly felt that the two fingers in her asshole had penetrated a little more.
That night, Liz's uterus was filled with five times, Liya's pussy was washed three times, and the mother and daughter were ravaged and destroyed by their own farmers until late at night, and then they were able to fall asleep.
The dazzling sunlight projected through the rusty iron window on the two delicate bodies with similar faces in the bedroom. Liz, who has been pampering for many years, is not as physically strong as Brown, who has worked in the orchard for half her life. She slept soundly until noon after a night fight.
The noisy dog barking sounded, Liz Emei frowned, slowly woke up from her sleep, and as a sound of footsteps approached, the man who pushed the door in and raped them last night.
Liz subconsciously pulled over the bedding and covered her sensitive parts for her daughter. However, it seemed so ridiculous in Brown's eyes. She had fucked her, so she was almost looking at her?
Brown held two wooden boxes and said, "The officer at the door said you can put it on before going out."
Liz opened the box in confusion and took out her clothes. She was slightly stunned, with tears in her eyes...
Liya woke up, rubbed her eyes lazily, and said in a sweet voice: Mother, why are you crying?
In the afternoon, the villagers of Ta'an Village were summoned to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village. Everyone whispered and talked a lot. The guards of these lords only captured Mrs. Liz's family not long ago. Now they call them here. What's wrong?
Could it be that they are not enough to bother the Liz family?
The villagers secretly speculated, but no one dared to express their dissatisfaction. After all, the long swords in the hands of those personal guards are really not decorations.
The doubt did not last long, and a carriage with the lord's emblem came from a distance. Wasn't it the hired farmer Brown who occupied the Liz's orchard?
Look at his current pride of spring breeze, which is completely different from his previous submissive image.
Brown carried his back with one hand with a graceful hand, bent down into the carriage, and carefully supported the two beautiful figures. After seeing the two familiar pretty faces, the villagers looked different in their faces.
The one who was helped off the carriage by Brown was Liz and her daughter who were taken away before, but somehow she didn't see Elusa. However, what puzzled everyone the most was that the mother and daughter were wearing the same style of plain white gauze skirt, which was a... wedding dress.
A sharp-eyed villager suddenly recognized that the beauty in front of her was exactly the wedding dress Liz wore when she got married.
The corners of the grocery store's eyes were wet. He had once pursued Mrs. Liz eagerly before, but unfortunately he had never been favored by her. Although he was already married and had children, he had always been thinking about Liz's beautiful appearance at the wedding and the flower ball thrown at him... Now Mrs. Liz is still as beautiful as she was back then, and he is old... But why did Lord Lord ask them to wear wedding dresses?
The doctor living alone in the village squinted his eyes and looked playful. Liz gave birth to her beloved daughter, which was delivered by him. After John passed away, he expressed his love to Mrs. Liz more than once, and even moved from the town to Ta'an Village. However, he had never been favored by the beauty. Speaking of which, he wanted to thank the lord's son. If it weren't for that young master, how could he have the chance to see the young woman being fucked openly?
The mother and daughter are wearing the same wedding dress, who are they going to marry?
The gangster squatting on the roadside smiled and asked himself, who has never thought of this pretty widow in the village?
What's more, the young woman has two beautiful daughters at home. He wants to peek at Mrs. Liz more than once, but every time she makes her two daughters tease her and becomes a laughing stock in the village. Not long ago, Mrs. Liz was blatantly violated, and his bloodline was shady. Now those noble men who are used to playing women have asked the mother and daughter to wear wedding dresses. Haha, what kind of good intentions can they be?
The road was opened by the guards, Brown waved all the way, took Liz and her daughter through the crowd, and walked to the temporary platform under the shade of the tree, and said loudly: Gentlemen, ladies, please be quiet. Today, I would like to call everyone on behalf of the Lord of the Lord. I announced it to you because there is good news. As for what good news, Mrs. Liz will read it to you personally.
The plain gauze skirt was dragged on the platform, reflecting the rays of sunshine among the mottled trees, which made the stunning young woman who had accumulated elegant charm from the years show a few different freshness. Liz walked to the stage with her beloved daughter, pondering for a moment, and finally spoke slowly: Hello everyone, I am Liz. My family once borrowed huge amounts from the lord, but now I can't repay it. According to the original agreement, all the property in my family belongs to the lord, including... myself and my daughter... Liya.As the lord's private property, we mother and daughter voluntarily received the training of the lord. We are now... already... sex slaves of the lord...
That gentle and virtuous Mrs. Liz was actually trained to become a sex slave?
Liz: A few days ago, we were arrested by the Lord. To show punishment, the Lord decided to let us mother and daughter return to the village to serve everyone as free public prostitution for a week. During this period, no matter how everyone violated me and my daughter, it would be okay...
The men were knocked unconscious by the huge surprise, and they couldn't believe their ears. They didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, a man slowly raised his arm and asked in a trembling voice: Is it really okay to fuck him?
Liz held her daughter's jade hand tightly and closed her eyes. Tears slid from the corners of her eyes along her cheeks to her chin, condensing into sadness and falling quietly. She seemed to have taken off all her strength and said slowly: Yes, you can do whatever you want...
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