Chapter 1047 Gul'dan's Mother

The woman was wearing plain linen clothes, looking simple, and she was a little older, so she didn't have to worry about staring at her.

As a shaman's mother, it is completely very good to have such treatment.

Otherwise, I could only find a strong orc to rely on, and several people would squeeze together smelly.

Having a shelter from the wind and rain is much better than being displaced outside.

At least you won’t wake up from the cold dew in the morning, and you may get sick even if you do, that’s what’s really fatal.

Although the orcs have good physical constitutions, minor illnesses and pains will be cured soon.

But when I can't resist my body and suppress it, I suddenly fell ill and if the shaman couldn't save him, it would be basically a death sentence.

Gul'dan took Arthas back to his home. He rarely came back and did not want to come back much.

He is going to do the pursuit of strength. As for his mother, there is actually no family affection.

Everything he gave to his mother now has been fulfilled.

Mother, I'm back. This is Lord Arthas, the God of War. He wants to come and see if your meal is ready?

After saying that, he turned his head and introduced to Alsace, "Sir, this is my mother, Karami."

Arthas looked at the orc mature woman with aging and crow's feet in front of her eyes. She was no longer young.

Because of good physical fitness, the flesh-colored skin is not much loose, so it still maintains a certain degree of elasticity.

The silver hair on his head made him feel even more excited. This was a female orc who was almost the same as Gaiaan, but it looked more ordinary. It did not have the wise aura of Gaiaan, and it had a hint of the housewife's aura.

In fact, there are not so many beauties, most of the female orcs are similar. When they come to Draenor, they almost always play with female orcs.

Now, he is very interested in the older female orc.

These orcs who have nurtured several children, the fleshy belly on their belly and the crow's feet at the corners of their eyes can easily inspire the mature female plot deep in his heart.

Fuck a mature woman who is much older than herself, trampling on their dignity and destroying the slightest advantage she has because of her older age.

Being endured under a young man who is younger than his own children, this feeling of trauma is very exciting and sour.

OK, I get it.Gul'dan, you can go back, Gromash.Let’s hear what they are going to do, and if they want to set up a tribe, we won’t participate.We don’t want the benefits either, so we let the clan chiefs who participated in the tribe send their wives, mothers and daughters to us.If they dare to attack Nagran, they will regret it.Arthas waved his hand and asked Gul'dan to greet his mother for a few words, so he sent him away.

Ah?Gul'dan couldn't understand it again, what does this mean?Want someone else's wife, daughter and mother?Is this to be used for threats?

Yes, Master, Gul'dan, go.Gromash pushed Guldan away directly, and he was representing Arthas to attend the meeting.

No matter what he wanted, he would not answer or explain. He would just follow the master's orders.

If you know how much you weigh, if you are scheming, you will definitely not be the opponent of these chiefs.

So the best result is to follow the master's instructions and say nothing.

Seeing Arts' performance and looking at Gromash's powerful physique, Gul'dan began to calculate the possibility of letting Gromash participate in this action.

If there is a demigod thug as a striker, then the destructive power and efficiency will definitely be very high.

But this kind of idea is just something you can think about. If it is really realized, you don’t know how much the price you will have to pay.

Before Karami could respond to her son, she was pushed into her crypt room by an unknown creature.

Bang!The door of the room was closed. Gul'dan, who had not yet walked away, felt something was wrong, so he turned his head and asked Gromash, "I don't know what the adults are going to talk to my mother?"

have no idea.Gromash didn't know anything, nor did he know.

There is no need to guess the master’s idea, just execute it and be an obedient slave.

Life is hard-won now, and he cherishes it very much. With Arthas's rescue and strength suppression, he is even more loyal after transforming into a follower, so he has no intention of resisting.

There was a vaguely bad guess, but Gul'dan felt it was a bit ridiculous. His mother was already old, would she still be defiled?

In fact, just as he had guessed, his mother was indeed defiled.

In the room, Alsace threw Karami onto a simple little bed paved with palm leaves.

I started taking off my clothes myself, with a hint of lewd smile, Camilla, right? I guess Gul'dan has told you.He wants to negotiate with me, you are the best gift.

What?Camilla didn't know this, and what was even more shocked was that her son would give her out as a gift!This is a shame, a great shame!

Tear!

The coarse linen was easily torn apart, and Camilla was a little stunned, and her body was exposed to the strange man.

She is still feeling humiliated and helpless because she is betrayed by her son, and she is also confused about the invasion of men.

The body is not obese, but looks very uniform and fleshy, with huge white and tender breasts, hanging on the chest like a pair of papayas, with nipples brown and red, and the skin and flesh all over the body are healthy.

There is a circle of obvious fat on the waist and abdomen. The two round and fleshy thighs are very mature.

At first glance, you will feel that it is not as good as a girl's flat belly, but after playing too much, it is also good to try this flavor.

Especially when you are fucking, your belly will cause waves of flesh as you hit you, one after another, and ripples continue to spread from bottom to top, making it look very visually impactful!

Me, you!As soon as Karami finished speaking, she was pressed on the bed, her legs were spread apart, and a strong body pressed up, making her feel uncomfortable and breathless.

Forced to spread his legs, the ferocious and thick glans slapped the vaginal opening, separated the two petals of clam meat that began to wither, rubbing the clitoris back and forth, and stimulating sensitive parts.

My breasts were caught and played with both hands, one on the left and one on the right, and my lower body was constantly rubbing. Even when I was older, my vagina contracted and began to secrete vaginal fluid and lubricate it.