, The mermaids' adventure in the fantasy (V)
This...isn't it?
You ask me if I have any desire for these three hunters who have been together for a few days. The answer is yes. Gretia is beautiful, long and heroic. She wears a hunter outfit composed of tight leather pants and a close-fitting cloak. The temperament of a female officer wrapped in thick clothes and her tall and slender body as a Victoria's Secret model can always arouse the strongest desire for conquest. Every time I see her with a cold look, she uses a spear to stab her enemy who is far away, and I have the urge to press her, a woman who is both high-end and high-quality inside and outside, as a toy, to see what expression she will show in the face of the powerless violence.
Scarti's fairy temperament, who is determined to fight without asking about it, gave me the feeling of a little dragon girl who has just walked out of the ancient tomb. Her extremely moist skin and simple and desireless pretty face are also very coveted. It makes me want to teach her some "adult things" that will make her addicted to sex under my love completely change her future life trajectory.
As for the Ghost Shark, a crazy woman who will change her personality by lifting the chainsaw, not to mention. Her plump breasts are like a pair of honey melons with a lot of juice. Her slender waist sways and disproportionate buttocks when walking like a water snake. She looks like a very playful woman.
If she lets her ride on me and shake it with all her heart, she will take out the madness of fighting and hold my cock and twist her waist as much as she wants, it will definitely be the most enjoyable and quenching her thirst, and the wonderful person who best matches my endless sexual desire in my imagination.
But even this illusion created by the ancient god is as cruel as reality. It cannot be achieved "everything in the dream." Gretia is cold by nature and has no bottom-out strength. We have not cooperated for a long time, so I dare not show any frivolous actions in front of her at all.
Scarti was a little scared of men. Even in the battle, he could be as far away as he could be from me. He had never taken the initiative to say a word to me for three days.
Not to mention the ghost shark.
I thought that her temperament changed drastically in the battle was like "transformation" or "personality switching", but later Goretia explained to me that this was because she had suffered some kind of neurological damage. Before entering "Yanan", she was always in a crazy state. The "blood collection bottle" that would cause the gradual collapse of reason for ordinary people was like an antidote to her, allowing two things that erode the human body to be able to slightly control her mental state.
Don't do stupid things to anger the Ghost Shark, otherwise no one can guarantee what will happen. This is a warning from Gretia for her ally's responsibility.
This also leads to the best attitude towards me. Miss Ghost Shark, who has talked and laughed to me and has become more warm and has a relationship with her friends, can only watch and not touch me. I can only find a doll to vent my fire.
What does it matter? Are the men on your land not "omnivorous" creatures?Or... do you think I don't have any charm worth mating?
As its name suggests, the Ghost Shark man speaks and acts reveal a temperament that seems to come from the ocean rather than the land, and is incompatible with normal human society like a mermaid princess who has lived in the deep sea for a long time.
I applied the vaginal fluid stained on my hand to the doll lady's butt, and fought in my mind with all my strength. In the end, I decided not to act rashly, and try not to provoke a madman if I don't have enough strength.
It’s not that there is no charm, we… we are not that familiar with each other, and I can’t be responsible for you, right?
Responsible...Ah Wave, you are talking about the marriage matter, hahaha... Really, no one said you were responsible for Ah?As long as we feel comfortable now, we will be fine soon...
The ghost shark's sharp nails gently hanged my nipples, making them as comfortable as if they were electrocuted. The penis inserted into the doll's pussy swollen a little further.
Compared with the madness and recklessness in the battle, Miss Ghost Shark was quite patient when hunting men. She did not give up because of my rejection. Instead, she used another method to slowly change my mind.
Lying... This technique... Miss Ghost Shark, are you so good at it?
Nipples are the weakness of mammals. This is the most basic common sense, right?
It seems like you are not breastfeeding like this... Fuck you slowly!So...don't you!!!
Fortunately, my physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people in the enhancement of the doll lady, otherwise my nipples would have to be teased by ghost sharks so frequently and teased.
But the solidity of my body also forced me to bear her caress for a longer time. The rapid thrusting rhythm was faster after the ghost shark intervened, and it was like a sports car that stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, crazily moving my male dog's waist hit the doll's butt...
no!This is what... I've cum!Hold!
A seemingly gentle and quiet mad beauty pressed her soft big breasts on my shoulders, and her fingers played with my nipples and licked my earlobes and neck with her tongue. A set of top-notch sexual service made it very difficult for me to resist. The accumulated dissatisfaction that the doll and I had accumulated due to the lack of cooperation, quickly reached its peak, and all burst out in her hole in my roar.
Fuck...my good sister, can you stop making trouble? Miss Gretia criticized me for two hours of fake Ah...
What's the matter with Ah Wave anyway, you're so strong, surely you can do it?
Ah?So soon...Damn what are you doing!
The doll lady used her pussy to suck my semen and "Blood Echo". As soon as she passed the strength that strengthened my body back, she was pushed away by the ghost shark and pressed me to the ground.
The nun's eyes became redder and redder, as if bleeding was dripping, locking me. I wonder if what she saw at this time was a companion who had just vented her sexual desire and was still in sage mode or a male who was about to be hunted...
No no no no no!I said don't be so fast...
Come on, the Waves please me, and in exchange I will dedicate my body to you...
The ghost shark held my hand and pressed me to the ground to kiss me. He was very proud to enjoy the prey that had fallen into her hand and was raped by a woman. I did play a lot in the Demon Palace, but most of them were role-playing games. If there is a safe word, at least I have enough strength to break free from the suppression of most women on me.
But the situation in front of me is different. The ghost shark is good at endurance and physical strength, and its strength is no less than that of my spiritual body, which is my clone in its original body. My struggle didn't last long and she completely exhausted my physical strength. She could only fall to the ground in humiliation and let her lick and caress me at will, playing with my body like the hostess' favor.
What made me feel most helpless was that under her clever teasing, my cock became hard again after just ejaculation.
Look, Mr. Givenchy...you like me very much, too?Otherwise, how could this be here?
Well, if you like it, let me go first, let’s talk carefully, okay...
If you don’t have a wavy, you need a wavy!Now is my turn, and Mr. Givenchy, you need to play the role of a good sacrifice...Wu Wave Ah!!!I inserted it...this is this...this feel!!
The crazy nun didn't listen to the words at all. He held my cock with his hands and swallowed it directly with his vagina. He greedily reached the bottom of his vagina. The physical comfort and mental humiliation of being humiliated made me feel mixed. I don't know if I should further carry out the resistance or just lie down and enjoy the joy of being raped by a woman...
Ha...ha...so comfortable...the man on land's cock is so awesome!!
Is this the first time that the Ghost Shark has sex with a man?
I don't know that the nun's vagina is compact like a black missionary uniform that wraps her jade body. The wrinkled soft flesh clamps my cock in the middle, so that I can tell how beautiful the shape inside the vagina is. The wet and sticky feeling is obviously the unique touch of the abundant vaginal fluid of women's lust. However, compared with the dust and skill shown by the ghost shark at this time, the blood flowing from the junction of the nun and me is so eye-catching, just like she was injured in the battle. Something that symbolizes purity was completely destroyed by my cock...
Ghost Shark...you...are you still a virgin?
It's Ah...why, are you afraid of blood?
I'm afraid that blood will faint the first time I see you... I said, don't move so fast for the first time, otherwise you will be in pain and will not be able to walk the road...
The road is complete, and now I can only see it openly. I sighed and hugged the ghost shark's butt on the waist tightly, asking her to calm down a little.
I didn't expect that my self-deprecating gentleness was opened by the nun. She didn't listen to my advice at all, but instead raised her hips and waist faster than before, and quickly stirred the vaginal fluid in our hole into a paste like rice cake.
pain?Do you think...I'm afraid of pain?
I don't know, I'm just afraid that you will regret it afterwards and are looking for me...
Haha... It's true... Why are you so careful... Is it because you are afraid of losing money in a woman?
I rarely suffer losses on women, but it’s not that I dance in the flowers so easily, but because I haven’t encountered a really thorny rose. The ghost shark’s moans are a little different from the women I’ve played with before. It’s like a sneer squeezed out from the cracks of my teeth and deliberately pretending to be charming, as if I was a female killer who was controlling everything, performing her conscientiously while planning what to do next.
The moment of ejaculation is my death. Whether the ghost shark has a reason or not, this is how she gives me the feeling, which makes my scalp numb, and I can't help but tighten my butt, allowing the urge to ejaculate for longer.
right!Yes, right!!That's the expression!Ah…Mr. Givenchy…your cock…your body…your everything is so wonderful!It makes me so painful...should the urge to eat you...it's really painful!
I am increasingly convinced that the cycle of cause and effect is unhappy. If any woman I do something bad or plays an excessive game, I will definitely feel retribution in the world within three days.
After raping Lexington, a beautiful little widow, I got into the crazy woman, Ghost Shark. Listening to her creepy words, I felt that she was about to break my cock and twist my waist. Now I regret that I couldn't control my crotch and Geretia's leave...
Hum... There is no way... I can only do it if I die...
Gretia's words of advice from me not to provoke the ghost shark were still echoing in her ears, but now I have no way to counter her anyway. I can only defeat her with what I am best at. My cock began to secrete vaginal fluid. The black energy eroded into the ghost shark's body. The double stimulation of physical and mentality made the nun who was riding on me and shaking his butt was stunned. Then she lay on me and lowered her head and kissed my neck with a flushed face, asking in a charming voice:
What are you doing to my body, Mr. Givenchy?
I'm making you my woman...you will like it, don't be afraid...
Ah…I understand…you have to fill me and possess me…hahahaha…many people have tried such things, but no one has ever succeeded.
Is this a coincidence? I have done it to many women and never failed.
I straightened Miss Ghost Shark's face, stared at her, and kissed her red lips.
While I kept the insertion still, I injected the magical and aphrodisiac liquid accumulated by my body into it. The body of the ghost shark gradually opened the door to me. Not only did I accept my transformation of her physically, but my spiritual world was also unprepared for me to enter at will, so that I could thoroughly understand why she became what she is today.
Damn it!Is this the spiritual world of mankind?
I have entered the spiritual world of many people. Whether it is a witch, a tactical human figure, or a monk who has been energetic for thousands of years, there is no such exaggerated chaos in the ghost shark. Countless monsters are biting each other. The roar echoes violently in the space that has been dyed black by blood, making it look as cruel as a battlefield.
The things like mother nests located on both sides of the space are constantly producing monsters and throwing them into war. Both sides try to use the human sea tactics to occupy the body of the ghost shark, but they cannot completely suppress the opponent. They can only let the battle continue forever...
I'm afraid this is why Goretia calls the "source stone lesions" and "filthy blood" to neutralize the body's erosion, so that the ghost shark can maintain rationality in daily life.
Damn… It's a desperate place.
The spiritual world of the ghost shark is like an open plain. Not to mention the comparison of strength, the gap in numbers alone makes me feel desperate, making me not feel that this single-handed intruder can defeat two local snakes who have been entrenched here for a long time and have the advantage of the number and geographical advantage.
Compared with these two strange forces entrenched in the ghost shark's body, the individual's strength is so small that it makes me feel a little lucky that both of them only focus on each other's body, and did not intend to deal with me, the invader before completely destroying each other, which gave me great convenience.
You guys can bite the dog, I just need to strengthen the cage...
Compared to completely dying of the ghost shark's mental illness, I chose to further strengthen her body and allow her nerves to withstand more mental interference and sensory stimulation. There is no way to do this. If you can't beat others, you can only further strengthen your ability to resist hits. In this regard, the ghost shark's talent is very good. As long as I push it and activate her physical activity to the maximum, the immortal goddess who can continue to fight even if her heart is broken will be born on my hips.
Ah…this wonderful feeling…Mr. Givenchy…you are the same as I thought…so that’s it…hehehe…hahaha…power!This is the power I need...I never imagined that doing such a comfortable thing with you...there are additional benefits...
The ghost shark was intoxicated and kissed and licked back and forth on me. After I was filled with magic, I strengthened the frame of my body and became obedient like a kitten, and I accepted the things I injected with.
In my heart, I have regarded this woman who dedicated chastity to me as my own private property. Although she may just want to play with me, I don’t want to let her go, but instead aims to force her remaining reason to surrender to me with the purpose of lifelong possession.
Bitch, you should change my name.
Um?Mr. Givenchy, what are you talking about... um!!!
My palm slapped the ghost shark's round and perky buttocks, making the buttocks tremble, and a lot of honey was sprayed out of her vagina. After being slapped by me, she showed an obsessive expression. In addition to playing with and greed, her eyes looked at me, and finally she also brought some of the expressions I liked to see the most.
That is the infatuation that only women who feel extremely happy during sex will show.
Call me master, you a nasty bitch...
Women will not succumb to men's violence forever, but they may gradually get lost in desire and send everything they have with their own hands.
I used my sexual skills to rotate my cock in the ghost shark's body, and used my cock roughly in her cavity as an electric drill, completely losing the intention of pitying her at the beginning.
In this world, there are women who like to be used roughly, which has nothing to do with love or not, cherishing or not cherishing. As a man, you must fulfill your responsibilities and satisfy them.
Ah Wave Hahaha!!Ha ha ha ha!!!You understand!You understand me!!It's you...it's you!You are my master!You are the light that guides me!Ah, the Savior who leads me to swim in the sea of blood and the abyss!!
Perhaps it was the intense sex and magic erosion that made the unstable spirit of the ghost shark fall out again. I felt that her name for me at this time did not seem to be a woman's favor to men in bed, but instead treating me as something else for worship in the throne of the gods. I have not been a religious idol yet, and I don't know what it feels like to be regarded as worship of faith.
However, perhaps some descriptions of legends and folk stories can give me some reference and let me know what responsibilities the gods, as believers, should bear.
This...isn't it?
You ask me if I have any desire for these three hunters who have been together for a few days. The answer is yes. Gretia is beautiful, long and heroic. She wears a hunter outfit composed of tight leather pants and a close-fitting cloak. The temperament of a female officer wrapped in thick clothes and her tall and slender body as a Victoria's Secret model can always arouse the strongest desire for conquest. Every time I see her with a cold look, she uses a spear to stab her enemy who is far away, and I have the urge to press her, a woman who is both high-end and high-quality inside and outside, as a toy, to see what expression she will show in the face of the powerless violence.
Scarti's fairy temperament, who is determined to fight without asking about it, gave me the feeling of a little dragon girl who has just walked out of the ancient tomb. Her extremely moist skin and simple and desireless pretty face are also very coveted. It makes me want to teach her some "adult things" that will make her addicted to sex under my love completely change her future life trajectory.
As for the Ghost Shark, a crazy woman who will change her personality by lifting the chainsaw, not to mention. Her plump breasts are like a pair of honey melons with a lot of juice. Her slender waist sways and disproportionate buttocks when walking like a water snake. She looks like a very playful woman.
If she lets her ride on me and shake it with all her heart, she will take out the madness of fighting and hold my cock and twist her waist as much as she wants, it will definitely be the most enjoyable and quenching her thirst, and the wonderful person who best matches my endless sexual desire in my imagination.
But even this illusion created by the ancient god is as cruel as reality. It cannot be achieved "everything in the dream." Gretia is cold by nature and has no bottom-out strength. We have not cooperated for a long time, so I dare not show any frivolous actions in front of her at all.
Scarti was a little scared of men. Even in the battle, he could be as far away as he could be from me. He had never taken the initiative to say a word to me for three days.
Not to mention the ghost shark.
I thought that her temperament changed drastically in the battle was like "transformation" or "personality switching", but later Goretia explained to me that this was because she had suffered some kind of neurological damage. Before entering "Yanan", she was always in a crazy state. The "blood collection bottle" that would cause the gradual collapse of reason for ordinary people was like an antidote to her, allowing two things that erode the human body to be able to slightly control her mental state.
Don't do stupid things to anger the Ghost Shark, otherwise no one can guarantee what will happen. This is a warning from Gretia for her ally's responsibility.
This also leads to the best attitude towards me. Miss Ghost Shark, who has talked and laughed to me and has become more warm and has a relationship with her friends, can only watch and not touch me. I can only find a doll to vent my fire.
What does it matter? Are the men on your land not "omnivorous" creatures?Or... do you think I don't have any charm worth mating?
As its name suggests, the Ghost Shark man speaks and acts reveal a temperament that seems to come from the ocean rather than the land, and is incompatible with normal human society like a mermaid princess who has lived in the deep sea for a long time.
I applied the vaginal fluid stained on my hand to the doll lady's butt, and fought in my mind with all my strength. In the end, I decided not to act rashly, and try not to provoke a madman if I don't have enough strength.
It’s not that there is no charm, we… we are not that familiar with each other, and I can’t be responsible for you, right?
Responsible...Ah Wave, you are talking about the marriage matter, hahaha... Really, no one said you were responsible for Ah?As long as we feel comfortable now, we will be fine soon...
The ghost shark's sharp nails gently hanged my nipples, making them as comfortable as if they were electrocuted. The penis inserted into the doll's pussy swollen a little further.
Compared with the madness and recklessness in the battle, Miss Ghost Shark was quite patient when hunting men. She did not give up because of my rejection. Instead, she used another method to slowly change my mind.
Lying... This technique... Miss Ghost Shark, are you so good at it?
Nipples are the weakness of mammals. This is the most basic common sense, right?
It seems like you are not breastfeeding like this... Fuck you slowly!So...don't you!!!
Fortunately, my physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people in the enhancement of the doll lady, otherwise my nipples would have to be teased by ghost sharks so frequently and teased.
But the solidity of my body also forced me to bear her caress for a longer time. The rapid thrusting rhythm was faster after the ghost shark intervened, and it was like a sports car that stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, crazily moving my male dog's waist hit the doll's butt...
no!This is what... I've cum!Hold!
A seemingly gentle and quiet mad beauty pressed her soft big breasts on my shoulders, and her fingers played with my nipples and licked my earlobes and neck with her tongue. A set of top-notch sexual service made it very difficult for me to resist. The accumulated dissatisfaction that the doll and I had accumulated due to the lack of cooperation, quickly reached its peak, and all burst out in her hole in my roar.
Fuck...my good sister, can you stop making trouble? Miss Gretia criticized me for two hours of fake Ah...
What's the matter with Ah Wave anyway, you're so strong, surely you can do it?
Ah?So soon...Damn what are you doing!
The doll lady used her pussy to suck my semen and "Blood Echo". As soon as she passed the strength that strengthened my body back, she was pushed away by the ghost shark and pressed me to the ground.
The nun's eyes became redder and redder, as if bleeding was dripping, locking me. I wonder if what she saw at this time was a companion who had just vented her sexual desire and was still in sage mode or a male who was about to be hunted...
No no no no no!I said don't be so fast...
Come on, the Waves please me, and in exchange I will dedicate my body to you...
The ghost shark held my hand and pressed me to the ground to kiss me. He was very proud to enjoy the prey that had fallen into her hand and was raped by a woman. I did play a lot in the Demon Palace, but most of them were role-playing games. If there is a safe word, at least I have enough strength to break free from the suppression of most women on me.
But the situation in front of me is different. The ghost shark is good at endurance and physical strength, and its strength is no less than that of my spiritual body, which is my clone in its original body. My struggle didn't last long and she completely exhausted my physical strength. She could only fall to the ground in humiliation and let her lick and caress me at will, playing with my body like the hostess' favor.
What made me feel most helpless was that under her clever teasing, my cock became hard again after just ejaculation.
Look, Mr. Givenchy...you like me very much, too?Otherwise, how could this be here?
Well, if you like it, let me go first, let’s talk carefully, okay...
If you don’t have a wavy, you need a wavy!Now is my turn, and Mr. Givenchy, you need to play the role of a good sacrifice...Wu Wave Ah!!!I inserted it...this is this...this feel!!
The crazy nun didn't listen to the words at all. He held my cock with his hands and swallowed it directly with his vagina. He greedily reached the bottom of his vagina. The physical comfort and mental humiliation of being humiliated made me feel mixed. I don't know if I should further carry out the resistance or just lie down and enjoy the joy of being raped by a woman...
Ha...ha...so comfortable...the man on land's cock is so awesome!!
Is this the first time that the Ghost Shark has sex with a man?
I don't know that the nun's vagina is compact like a black missionary uniform that wraps her jade body. The wrinkled soft flesh clamps my cock in the middle, so that I can tell how beautiful the shape inside the vagina is. The wet and sticky feeling is obviously the unique touch of the abundant vaginal fluid of women's lust. However, compared with the dust and skill shown by the ghost shark at this time, the blood flowing from the junction of the nun and me is so eye-catching, just like she was injured in the battle. Something that symbolizes purity was completely destroyed by my cock...
Ghost Shark...you...are you still a virgin?
It's Ah...why, are you afraid of blood?
I'm afraid that blood will faint the first time I see you... I said, don't move so fast for the first time, otherwise you will be in pain and will not be able to walk the road...
The road is complete, and now I can only see it openly. I sighed and hugged the ghost shark's butt on the waist tightly, asking her to calm down a little.
I didn't expect that my self-deprecating gentleness was opened by the nun. She didn't listen to my advice at all, but instead raised her hips and waist faster than before, and quickly stirred the vaginal fluid in our hole into a paste like rice cake.
pain?Do you think...I'm afraid of pain?
I don't know, I'm just afraid that you will regret it afterwards and are looking for me...
Haha... It's true... Why are you so careful... Is it because you are afraid of losing money in a woman?
I rarely suffer losses on women, but it’s not that I dance in the flowers so easily, but because I haven’t encountered a really thorny rose. The ghost shark’s moans are a little different from the women I’ve played with before. It’s like a sneer squeezed out from the cracks of my teeth and deliberately pretending to be charming, as if I was a female killer who was controlling everything, performing her conscientiously while planning what to do next.
The moment of ejaculation is my death. Whether the ghost shark has a reason or not, this is how she gives me the feeling, which makes my scalp numb, and I can't help but tighten my butt, allowing the urge to ejaculate for longer.
right!Yes, right!!That's the expression!Ah…Mr. Givenchy…your cock…your body…your everything is so wonderful!It makes me so painful...should the urge to eat you...it's really painful!
I am increasingly convinced that the cycle of cause and effect is unhappy. If any woman I do something bad or plays an excessive game, I will definitely feel retribution in the world within three days.
After raping Lexington, a beautiful little widow, I got into the crazy woman, Ghost Shark. Listening to her creepy words, I felt that she was about to break my cock and twist my waist. Now I regret that I couldn't control my crotch and Geretia's leave...
Hum... There is no way... I can only do it if I die...
Gretia's words of advice from me not to provoke the ghost shark were still echoing in her ears, but now I have no way to counter her anyway. I can only defeat her with what I am best at. My cock began to secrete vaginal fluid. The black energy eroded into the ghost shark's body. The double stimulation of physical and mentality made the nun who was riding on me and shaking his butt was stunned. Then she lay on me and lowered her head and kissed my neck with a flushed face, asking in a charming voice:
What are you doing to my body, Mr. Givenchy?
I'm making you my woman...you will like it, don't be afraid...
Ah…I understand…you have to fill me and possess me…hahahaha…many people have tried such things, but no one has ever succeeded.
Is this a coincidence? I have done it to many women and never failed.
I straightened Miss Ghost Shark's face, stared at her, and kissed her red lips.
While I kept the insertion still, I injected the magical and aphrodisiac liquid accumulated by my body into it. The body of the ghost shark gradually opened the door to me. Not only did I accept my transformation of her physically, but my spiritual world was also unprepared for me to enter at will, so that I could thoroughly understand why she became what she is today.
Damn it!Is this the spiritual world of mankind?
I have entered the spiritual world of many people. Whether it is a witch, a tactical human figure, or a monk who has been energetic for thousands of years, there is no such exaggerated chaos in the ghost shark. Countless monsters are biting each other. The roar echoes violently in the space that has been dyed black by blood, making it look as cruel as a battlefield.
The things like mother nests located on both sides of the space are constantly producing monsters and throwing them into war. Both sides try to use the human sea tactics to occupy the body of the ghost shark, but they cannot completely suppress the opponent. They can only let the battle continue forever...
I'm afraid this is why Goretia calls the "source stone lesions" and "filthy blood" to neutralize the body's erosion, so that the ghost shark can maintain rationality in daily life.
Damn… It's a desperate place.
The spiritual world of the ghost shark is like an open plain. Not to mention the comparison of strength, the gap in numbers alone makes me feel desperate, making me not feel that this single-handed intruder can defeat two local snakes who have been entrenched here for a long time and have the advantage of the number and geographical advantage.
Compared with these two strange forces entrenched in the ghost shark's body, the individual's strength is so small that it makes me feel a little lucky that both of them only focus on each other's body, and did not intend to deal with me, the invader before completely destroying each other, which gave me great convenience.
You guys can bite the dog, I just need to strengthen the cage...
Compared to completely dying of the ghost shark's mental illness, I chose to further strengthen her body and allow her nerves to withstand more mental interference and sensory stimulation. There is no way to do this. If you can't beat others, you can only further strengthen your ability to resist hits. In this regard, the ghost shark's talent is very good. As long as I push it and activate her physical activity to the maximum, the immortal goddess who can continue to fight even if her heart is broken will be born on my hips.
Ah…this wonderful feeling…Mr. Givenchy…you are the same as I thought…so that’s it…hehehe…hahaha…power!This is the power I need...I never imagined that doing such a comfortable thing with you...there are additional benefits...
The ghost shark was intoxicated and kissed and licked back and forth on me. After I was filled with magic, I strengthened the frame of my body and became obedient like a kitten, and I accepted the things I injected with.
In my heart, I have regarded this woman who dedicated chastity to me as my own private property. Although she may just want to play with me, I don’t want to let her go, but instead aims to force her remaining reason to surrender to me with the purpose of lifelong possession.
Bitch, you should change my name.
Um?Mr. Givenchy, what are you talking about... um!!!
My palm slapped the ghost shark's round and perky buttocks, making the buttocks tremble, and a lot of honey was sprayed out of her vagina. After being slapped by me, she showed an obsessive expression. In addition to playing with and greed, her eyes looked at me, and finally she also brought some of the expressions I liked to see the most.
That is the infatuation that only women who feel extremely happy during sex will show.
Call me master, you a nasty bitch...
Women will not succumb to men's violence forever, but they may gradually get lost in desire and send everything they have with their own hands.
I used my sexual skills to rotate my cock in the ghost shark's body, and used my cock roughly in her cavity as an electric drill, completely losing the intention of pitying her at the beginning.
In this world, there are women who like to be used roughly, which has nothing to do with love or not, cherishing or not cherishing. As a man, you must fulfill your responsibilities and satisfy them.
Ah Wave Hahaha!!Ha ha ha ha!!!You understand!You understand me!!It's you...it's you!You are my master!You are the light that guides me!Ah, the Savior who leads me to swim in the sea of blood and the abyss!!
Perhaps it was the intense sex and magic erosion that made the unstable spirit of the ghost shark fall out again. I felt that her name for me at this time did not seem to be a woman's favor to men in bed, but instead treating me as something else for worship in the throne of the gods. I have not been a religious idol yet, and I don't know what it feels like to be regarded as worship of faith.
However, perhaps some descriptions of legends and folk stories can give me some reference and let me know what responsibilities the gods, as believers, should bear.
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