Chapter 2

After St. George left, Richelieu's expression was a little strange. She lowered her head and gently lifted up her clothes, revealing her flat belly. There was a clear pink mark on her smooth belly. It was given to her by the devil Lord An Zhiyuan... It hurt her for two days and two nights, and it was trained for nearly a month to issue her female slave certificate... Thinking of her once in the groan of An Zhiyuan's master, she felt that her legs were still wet. Ah... She missed the feeling of being pierced by her master's penis, and the feeling of kissing her glans every time...

That feeling of happiness is something that God cannot give them... God?

What is that? Only in the arms of the master and under the crotch of the master, can they feel happiness and joy. So, resentment, Duke of York, St. George, you should thank me very much... Richelieu's face flushed. When she thought of her master's face, she almost cummed. This body had been trained by the master to become his eternal exclusive toilet. I really want to... be played with by the master again...

St. George also came to the town next door and found clues about the house. He soon came to this house. Unlike the Duke of York, St. George's intuition told her that the missing nun and Duke of York must have had something unexpected, so she kicked open the door and broke in. No one was found on the first floor. She went up the second floor again, and then saw a scene that shocked her.

The nun of resentment and the Knight of York were both kneeling naked under a man's crotch and took the initiative to lick the disgusting lower body of the man. What are they doing?

Doing this kind of thing after disappearing?

St. George only felt angry. Are they worthy of their identities?

One is a nun and the other is a female knight, both of whom are devout believers of the Lord. Why, now they have deviated from the Lord's faith and do these evil things?

wrong!

It must be that man forced them!

St. George took a deep breath and wanted to walk forward, but found that he could not move at all. What's going on?

Why can't you move by yourself!

St. George was a little panicked. She quickly raised her head and looked at the man, but found that the man was looking at her maliciously, with vulgar eyes sweeping around her.

The Duke of York looked at the cock that brought him endless happiness with obsession, and then looked up at his master who looked at his gentle face. The Duke of York looked like a little girl who had just fallen in love, with a red face. Master, can I... use my inferior mouth to lick your noble cock?

An Zhiyuan rubbed the head of the Duke of York and smiled proudly. Although he refused to follow the battle at first, he had trained several times and experienced the absolutely wonderful feeling. The Duke of York gradually began to fall and began to immerse himself in the whirlpool of desire to compete with his resentment, hoping that the master could only give her love and his favor...

Of course, let your colleagues see how female knights should ‘treat’ the devil.An Zhiyuan rubbed the Duke of York's head and said with a smile.

Um.The Duke of York looked at An Zhiyuan's eyes full of fanatical worship and softness. She stretched out her tongue and licked An Zhiyuan's cock gently, serving her noble master, willing to give her humble female knight body to her master to play with.

An Zhiyuan let the chicken cow sit beside him, then let the chicken cow stretch out his little tongue, and then gently hold it in his mouth to taste it. The three of them ignored St. George's existence and continued to do what they had been doing these days.

The Duke of York was tired of licking, so he knelt straight, held his breasts and clamped An Zhiyuan's cock, and gently rubbed it.

The soft and tender breasts felt very comfortable, which made An Zhiyuan unable to help but gasp. He let go of his resentful tongue and glanced at Duke York with admiration. Duke York looked at An Zhiyuan with obsession. He received the praise of his master and made Duke York feel happy from his heart. She was even squirted by such a look... Her vaginal fluid flowed from her crotch to the ground, but her movements did not change at all. She endured the numbness from her lower body and continued to help her breasts fuck. Looking at the glans that came out of her breasts from time to time, Duke York lowered his head and opened his mouth so that the glans could penetrate into her mouth. If he ejaculated, he could also ejaculate directly into her mouth. The master's semen could not be wasted at all. That was the best reward given to him by the master...

When he thought of his master's semen, Duke York felt the lustful lines on his lower abdomen getting hot... Don't be anxious... Don't be anxious... The master will insert his big cock in and then ejaculate enough inside...

St. George was sweating all over. Seeing the lewd performance of the Duke of York and his resentment made her feel extremely disappointed. How could they do such a lewd thing as believers of God?

If she could move, she really wanted to kill these two nuns and knights who betrayed their faith.

Duke of York, I will give you a chance. You can leave here with your colleagues now. I will let you and your colleagues go. How about it? Are you going to leave here?An Zhiyuan said with a smile and poked the Duke of York in the face with his cock.

When St. George heard that the other party was willing to let the Duke of York go, he was happy. It was indeed he who imprisoned the Duke of York. It was not like this that the Duke of York himself. Although the Duke of York's body was defiled, it didn't matter. As long as the Duke of York was willing to go back...

don't want!Master, don't abandon the Duke of York...!When the Duke of York heard this, he was a little panicked and hugged An Zhiyuan's legs and put his plump breasts on An Zhiyuan's feet. The soft breasts gave An Zhiyuan a comfortable feeling. She looked scared, Master, please don't leave the Duke of York. The Duke of York is willing to do anything for his master. Please...

St. George's face froze when he heard the Duke of York.

An Zhiyuan smiled with satisfaction. Who would have thought that this female knight who was unable to resist at the beginning would be so obedient?

When I heard about St. George, it wasn't that I wanted to stay the Duke of York, it was that she took the initiative to stay.An Zhiyuan said with a smile: Bishop, why don’t you tell her that you all took the initiative to stay, right?

Master Bishop?When the other three people heard this name, they were stunned, and then they saw another person appearing at the door, which was Bishop Richelieu.

My little slave girl came Ah, come over, the master wants to eat breastfeeding.An Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Richelieu looked at An Zhiyuan with a rosy face, and slowly took off her top and threw the bra in her clothes aside. A thin shirt that was not buttoned was barely covered by her breasts. She walked past St. George, ignored St. George with a desperate look, but walked to An Zhiyuan, gently lifted her shirt, revealing her plump breasts, and held the plump breasts with one hand, and fed them to An Zhiyuan's mouth.

An Zhiyuan held Richelieu's breasts in his mouth, sucked heavily, making a vulgar sound. Richelieu hugged An Zhiyuan's head, wishing he could feed his entire breasts into his master's mouth for him to taste them freely. She wanted to produce milk so that she could feed the greedy master and make him happier.

Master, is it delicious?My tits?Richelieu said obsessively.

When St. George was almost crazy when he heard the Bishop calling out to the man's master in such obscene words. What was going on?Why does the bishop call this man’s master?

Could it be that he is the devil king An Zhiyuan who commits lust in this world?He must have controlled Bishop Richelieu and the two Paladins!Let them show such a dirty look, it must be like this...

An Zhiyuan spit out Richelieu's breasts, and his rosy nipples were filled with An Zhiyuan's saliva. Under the light, it reflected slightly and looked extremely depressed. This holy bishop in front of the believers had long become An Zhiyuan's well-behaved exclusive toilet, and trained her to become a sex beauty that every part of the body longed for An Zhiyuan to caress. Just sucking her nipples had already made Richelieu orgasm once. Even on the way here, when she thought of getting An Zhiyuan's favor immediately, she was already on the verge of orgasm. Her lewd body was just a plaything for her master. If the master was willing to favor her, it was already her supreme glory.

But now, An Zhiyuan did not enjoy the idea of ​​this sex slave bishop. He said: Richelieu, Duke of York, bring St. George over to me, I want her to understand what true happiness is.

Richelieu and the Duke of York were not as jealous as they were resentful. When they heard the master's voice, they looked at each other and smiled at St. George, who stood on both sides, lifted St. George's arms and lifted her up.

St. George wanted to struggle, but he couldn't raise any strength all over her body. She shouted in panic: What are you doing?Bishop Richelieu, wake up!And the Knight of the Duke of York, you are all controlled by this devil!You guys wake up!

No...No!St. George wanted to struggle, and wanted to wake Richelieu and the Duke of York, but what if he wanted to wake up a person who was not under control and did not fall asleep?

Obviously it is impossible.

Richelieu looked at St. George with a gentle face and said softly: It's okay, St. George, abandon your previous faith. Only the master can give us happiness.

Hearing the ridiculous words of Bishop Richelieu, St. George wished he was deaf, because she could not accept the once devout Archbishop who was now so devout, shamelessly servile in front of that man, and could not accept the impatient and impatient appearance of his former colleague, Duke of York, who wanted to offer her to that stinky man.

Qianqiu knew that the master wanted to favor this Paladin who had not experienced true happiness, so even though he felt very sad, there was no way. She didn't want to disobey the wishes of the respected master.

She walked away in front of St. George, tore her skirt apart, dragged her panties down, and handed them to An Zhiyuan's hand. An Zhiyuan was holding the black hollow fat, a little surprised. He said with a smile: I didn't expect that you Paladins would actually wear such panties. It seems that you are already very empty, right?

St. George, who had his eyes closed tightly because of his disappointment with Richelieu and the Duke of York, heard this and his ears turned red.

An Zhiyuan put her panties on the tip of her nose and smelled them. The faint fragrance made his cock jump. Well, the panties are so fragrant. Come on, lift the paladin's butt and let me have a French wet kiss with her little mouth below.

As the faithful bishop and knight of the Demon Lord, Richelieu and the Duke of York raised their hands to hold St. George's plump buttocks, so that her wet lip, which was somehow wet, aimed at An Zhiyuan's mouth. An Zhiyuan lowered his head and gently kissed the labia that exuded a faint fragrance, tasted the slightly sweet vaginal fluid, and sucked her labia that became red and swollen because of heat.

The pleasure from her lower body made St. George close his mouth tightly, worried that he would scream because of his improper control. She would never surrender to this devil...

An Zhiyuan did not give up kissing her labia because of St. George's discomfort, but licked her labia inside and outside with her tongue. He even used the tip of his tongue to stimulate the already congested and hardened clitoris. The numbness made St. George's body tremble uncontrollably. Then, An Zhiyuan began to suck the sensitive clitoris. St. George, who tried to make him undefeated, finally felt a numbness in his waist because of this intense pleasure, and the tide squirted out, and An Zhiyuan under her crotch sprayed her face.

Jin Qiu came forward on his own initiative, wrapped all the vaginal fluid on An Zhiyuan's face into his mouth with his delicate tongue, and then kissed An Zhiyuan, fed the sweet vaginal fluid and her saliva to the master given to Zun, and fed his despicable but slightly sweet saliva to the noble master to taste the great pleasure brought to Jin Qiu. When he thought of the master tasting St. George's vaginal fluid while tasting her tongue and her saliva, she made her honey fluid flow continuously and wet the sheets.

St. George was gasping for breath. The comfort brought by the orgasm did not affect her mind. She hoped that there would be a miracle in this world and that someone would come to Her saves beauty. In this case, she was even willing to promise her body as long as she was not occupied by this demon king... let this stinky man...