Suddenly, like a white horse passing by. In a blink of an eye, the mother and son got married and married in a rebellious manner. The night of the wedding chamber deflowering, the spiritual energy of the earth veins gushed out five times. According to the external light, five days passed.
Red Boy was very distressed, and he felt that his previous plan had not been calculated carefully.
It is not estimated that the sexual repression that has been depressed for hundreds of years in the Rakshasa girl will explode after being lured by the filthy mouth. The change of temperament will make people feel angry and irritated.
The dignified and virtuous mother, gentle as water, kind and strict, and spoiled and disciplined mother has disappeared. The rest is just a bare body all day long, obsessed with people, full of thoughts on how to please myself, serve my master wholeheartedly, and wishing to give all my body and mind.
Looking back on the past life, after Xin Yun shared his feelings with him, although she still had a deep relationship with him on weekdays, she was sometimes as lively and playful as an elf, and was agile and cute; sometimes she was as gentle and considerate as an older wife, and was very caring. She even wore a sexy sexual abuse leather jacket, a collar on her neck, and a dog's tail inserted in her thighs. She lay at his feet and acted coquettishly and wagged her tail and begged for fun.
However, he never forgot his true heart and still keeps the kind mother side that wants his son to become a dragon
As a corner of his mother, Xin Yun can not disturb him during his studies, but only send hot tea quietly; she can sit aside and explain problems to him without any charm; when his grades decline due to love, she can lower her pretty face and blame her seriously. Not only will she blame her palms, but she also punishes him for not touching her for many days...
A gentle and loving mother, a considerate wife, a pretty and lovely little lover, a submissive and obedient sex slave...
Xinyun can always switch perfectly among various roles, making people dizzy, and I don’t know how to love her.
Reincarnated in this bizarre world of fairy tales, Red Boy turned her feelings for Xin Yun to the mother of Rakshasa girl in this life. Although she did not seek to become a substitute for Xin Yun, she loved a mature beauty who could cry, laugh, act coquettish, be shy, be jealous, and make a young man and have a full and complete personality. She would never want her to become a lustful slave who only knows how to make friends with her, and only knows how to dedicate her to please her!
Thinking of this, Red Boy couldn't help but sigh. In the final analysis, she was not thinking well. She forgot to count the hundreds of years of sexual repression brought by being deceived by practicing immortality and being deceived. It was a big mistake!
The good master, Wave, Wave, Wave, The delicate and demonic sound of the oriole sounds sounded in his ears, a pair of lotus arms wrapped around his back, and his soft and smooth breasts rubbed against his back, and his two hard nipples gently teased at his shoulder blades: Why did the master ignore others? Did he make a mistake?
Listening to her mother's aggrieved act of spoiling, Hongbo made up her mind that she could not continue like this.
He turned his face, pulled her head over her shoulder, kissed her slightly raised lips, and smiled gently: Where is it? The child is just a little dazed, although we have been married for several days, the child seems to be in a dream, and he can't believe that he can marry his mother!
The Rakshasa girl laughed and smiled, and said angrily: It’s not a dream! I have to serve my master for life, until the sea is gone!
Spread his legs, hugged his son tightly in his arms, raised his lower abdomen, pressed his full mons pubic full of lush pubic hair against his back, slowly grinded it, and said in a coquettish voice: Good master, Wave, Nuer, thinks of a venomous... However, Nuer seems to have a dull pain in his belly! Should the master test the color of the feces and arrows for him to see if he has eaten the stomach?
Red Boy knew that his mother was passionate and was not a good time to discuss business with her, so she temporarily put aside her plan and slapped her mother's soft and tender buttocks with her backhand, and said with a smile: I want my master to say it when I see you shit! Why are you doing so many excuses?
The Rakshasa girl drew a circle on her chest with a delicate finger and murmured softly: The whole slave, from the inside to the outside, belongs to the master... The slave wants to show all the secrets in front of the master. Even if the woman is the most secret and shameful, she doesn't want to carry the master on her back...
Red Boy relaxed, lay down back, and smiled and said: OK, OK, but let me eat the little slut's urine first! If you can't hold it in and leak it out while squeezed the feces, the master will not be able to eat it!
The Rakshasa girl was happy and responded with joy. She spread her legs apart and rode her above her little face and laughed: Nunu presented the Huanyuan fragrant soup made in her belly. Please ask the master to taste the Wave Wave Wave Wave Wave Wave. Point the pussy that was covered by lush pubic hair at her son's mouth and nose, and slowly sink to her waist and sit down.
Red Boy grabbed the plump buttocks of her mother's fat and round hands with her hands, stuck out her tongue, and started from her perineum, scraping it up in the wet and warm crack. Her little mouth arched her two thick and soft labia, and her urine hole was like a fresh clam, which was as salty and fishy as fresh as a fresh clam. Her tender and juicy soft flesh was sucked.
Yīng...Master, don't suck so hard...Be careful that the slave couldn't hold it in one's case. When he urinated too quickly, he choked on his master...Ah...Hmm...Rakshasa girl moaned in a coquettish voice, twisting her slender waist like a snake, pressing her plump and hairy lewd tightly on her beloved son's face between her legs, and she couldn't stop it.
After a while, she heard her crying with a delicate voice: I... I'm going to pee! Master, be careful...Yīng!
Carefully relax the urethral sphincter, a soothing heat flow gushed out of the urine hole, like a clear spring quietly leaking, injecting into the mouth of Ai Er in the crotch
While drinking, Red Boy gently swayed her head, used her nose to twitch her mother's swelling and hard clitoris, and also stuck her fingers into the depths of her buttocks to explore and touch the delicate buttocks that tightly closed.
The Rakshasa girl was so beautiful that she hummed in a slight manner. She stretched her fingers and separated her two labia with her jade fingers, allowing the bright red pearls between the lips to stick out to make her son's nose move; she grabbed the petite breasts on her chest with the other hand and kneaded them hard.
While peeing, swaying waist and hips, grinding the private parts on my son's face, dripping in the vagina, honey juice dripping, all flowing on my son's chin and neck, squeezing out the wet and rattle of the water.
In the dark and closed cave, he was more than seven feet long. According to the calculations of the Red Boy's previous life, there was a tall and beautiful woman of about one meter seven, riding on the face of her petite child, who was humming, touching her breasts and digging her vagina, while squeezing her beloved son's mouth, and twisting her plump buttocks. The private parts of the young son who once gave birth to the young son in his crotch were flowing with lewd honey juice, and rubbing her son's face tightly.
The mature woman's plump mons pubis, densely packed with fluffy pubic hair, contrasted with the pink and jade-carved little face; the peach-like white buttocks are round and huge, making her look particularly thin by her body sitting under her; the two moon-like buttocks are spread wide open by her fleshy little hands, and the child's short fingers are stretching and contracting deep in the woman's buttocks...
From the side, the head of the young child under the woman was covered with her legs and buttocks tightly, as if from the beginning of her neck, she was stuffed back into her belly by her mother.
The mother's moans, hissing urination, the son's gurgling sound, the clap sound of flesh and flesh squeezing in the mucus...
What a picture of a bloody mother and son flirting with each other!
When the Rakshasa girl got up in the morning, she had already urinated in her son's mouth. This time, even if she tried hard to tighten the urine hole and retracted and released rhythmically, she would emptiate her bladder in just a moment.
Although she had been exhausted from urine, she was so lustful by her son that she was teased by her son and did not get up. She panted and thrust her vagina into her son's mouth, letting her beloved son's tongue into her vagina, grabbing her delicate breasts with one hand, and rubbing her swollen clitoris with the other hand.
After another cup of tea, I let out a long cry. Under the attack of my son's tongue inserted into the flower path and fingers poked into the anus, I reached a small climax. I sprayed some fishy and salty semen for the red boy to eat.
The Rakshasa girl closed her eyes and gasped for a while, and aftertasteed her aftertaste. When her beloved son licked her honey-filled lower body, she got out of bed, picked up a celadon plate found under the kitchen from the low table beside the couch, served it with both hands, and handed it to the Red Boy who was sitting up with her mouth, and ate and said with a smile: Master, you have to check it carefully! It’s only when you first came out!
Red Boy held up the porcelain plate with both hands and smiled: I know! Little slut, let it go quickly!
The Rakshasa girl smiled, turned her back, spread her slender legs and stood beside the bed, raised her round and plump buttocks at her son, and held her back with her jade arms and held her back, hugging her two jade thighs apart. Because of the great strength in her hands, the spread and the buttocks that were spread were almost flattened, and the slightly dim and rough buttocks were completely exposed. The dark red delicate anus bud was embedded in the center, and it fluctuated slightly as the sphincter contracted and relaxed. One beeping and one beeping, and several tender flesh that had just healed was tender pink, dotted in the radial folds, like the spirit flower of the Cuiyun Mountain, the golden silk pagoda chrysanthemum, very cute
The Rakshasa girl turned her head, swayed her seductive buttocks left and right, and said in a coquettish voice: Good master, you once said that slaves are the treasure in your heart. You like them as long as they are slaves, but do you still remember them?
Red Boy smiled and said: Of course, I remember! Why, the little slut dared to doubt the master's words? Is it that his butt is itchy again, and he wants to eat the master and get beaten?
The Rakshasa girl laughed, looking very naughty, and said coquettishly: Since that's the case, should you put your face closer? The gurgling in my stomach kept rumbling, I was afraid I was going to fart... I wanted to spray it on my face and let the master smell the thickest original flavor brewed from my stomach. Is it okay? Wave Wave Wave Wave
Red Boy lowered the porcelain plate in his hand, stretched his neck, kissed her buttocks, and smiled: OK, you greedy little slut... let it go! Put your nose on your mother's ass and rub it gently
Yīng... um... Master's warm breath... all sprayed on Nu's eyes... It made Nu very itchy... um... Good master, Nu, I'm going to let go... The Rakshasa girl moaned, and the wriggling buttocks slowly burst into a small bag. Suddenly, a small hole was pierced. Amid the light sound of hiss, a heat with a dampness hit the face and sprayed directly on Red Boy's face. The thick and stinky smell of rotten feces rushed straight into his brain from his nostrils. The strong stimulation made his nasal trachea a little hot, which made him squint slightly.
The Rakshasa girl kept twisting her face and staring at the situation behind her from above her shoulders. Seeing that her beloved son not only kept her stinky face with her handsome little face, but also greedily sniffed her own turbid smell. She couldn't help but make the woman who had already been trapped in sexual perversion get great psychological satisfaction. She was so beautiful that her belly was hot, her legs were weak, and she almost couldn't stand firmly.
The beautiful and comfortable woman was satisfied and giggled: Master has caught it very much, I am going to pull it... The snow thighs stretched, the sphincters moved a few times, and the anus slowly squirmed and raised, protruding out like a baby's little mouth, and the dark red sphincters relaxed.
Ah... out, out... The Rakshasa girl sighed comfortably, and a black mass of things appeared from the feces hole, accompanied by the stinking smell, squeaking out.
The mysterious and seductive chrysanthemum seems to be a living creature, slowly extending and shortening, and squeezes out filth, expanding and shrinking.
The feces slowly squeezed out of the body have become a long one, but they are still not broken. They are shaking behind the woman's buttocks, swaying slightly, like a tail
The whole stool is only a small piece in front of it, which is dark black, and the back is a healthy golden color with greasy luster.
The red boy was soaked in the increasingly thick and stenched smell of females. He felt a little dazed, as if he was already intoxicated.
With a click, the feces that were almost as long as his arm finally fell into the porcelain plate, emitting hot air, greasy and moist, very cute
The Rakshasa girl looked back and exclaimed: Oh my God... it's so long!
After saying that, he actually covered his stuttering and giggled without shame!
Red Boy was steamed by the thick and irritating smell and felt hot in her heart. He held the plate with one hand and stretched out the other hand, wandering around her pink legs and jade buttocks, grabbing her smooth buttocks, and shouted: What's going on! My master is almost fainted by your stinky shit!! The bitch is about to finish pulling it off quickly, my master is going to fuck your pickled asshole!
The Rakshasa girl was overjoyed and responded in a delicate voice, um, sticking out her snow buttocks, and pulling out a few long and short strips of feces until the anus was just bulging up and down, and she could no longer squeeze out anything. She hurriedly turned around and squatted down, grabbed her son's penis and stuffed it into her mouth, wrapped it with her fragrant tongue, licked and sucked it
While licking and sucking, he said intermittently: At this time, the inside and outside of the butt, and the inside of the stomach and intestines are covered with feces, which must be slippery and tight, just as the leader is fucking happily!
Red Boy put down the porcelain plates that had a small hill, jumped off the bed, pushed her forward, pushed her to lie on the couch, and kneeled under the bed with her legs
The Rakshasa girl ignored the foul smelly porcelain plate on the couch, which was close to her pretty face. She only raised her jade thighs high, spread her hips with her hands, revealing the dirty feces of the crotch, and kept urging: Hurry up... I'm so itchy inside my feces! Good master, use my hot baby jade to kill Nu'er...
Red Boy stood behind her mother with her legs crossed, pressed her waist with one hand and held the penis with the other, slashed the round glans up and down in her buttocks, scraping the foul foul stick stuck on the anus so that the entire crotch was filled with, and said with a smile: Mother, don't be there, the child is cleaning her mother with the toilet stick growing on her body!
The Rakshasa girl giggled and twisted her waist to act coquettishly: Good master, don’t play anymore, come in quickly, Nuer can no longer resist the itch in her butt!
I know, mother, let's eat a stick of the child! Red Boy smiled and sank her waist, and her thick jade stem sizzled open the filth of the anus, deeply inserted it into her mother's hot and smooth anus
Ah... it's really smooth and tight... It doesn't hurt when you go in and out... The Rakshasa girl was hit by her beloved son and swayed back and forth while moaning sweetly: The master will use this toilet to clean the slave in the future... How about it?... Yes, yes...
Red Boy leaned over her mother's buttocks, and fucked her hard while watching the pickled chrysanthemum tightly clinging her cock, pulling and tucking in and out, and smiled and said: "I can't ask for it... It's so smooth and sour, it's really wonderful! Next time, the mother doesn't want to relieve it all, leave half of it inside, and let the child try it, it will definitely be even more...oh! The mother made the child feel so happy... and then tie it up again!
Hehe... Let the slave keep half of it, and it's better to let the slave keep all of it... Stay in the belly. The Rakshasa girl contracted her anus according to her son's order, and laughed and cried: Every time the master pulled out, she... pulled out a piece of feces, and when she came in, she stuffed it back into the slave's stomach. It must be interesting and tight... Ah! The master's treasure has pushed the slave's stomach and stomach bags over...
The unspoken son listened to the strange words from his mother, and couldn't help but feel lustful. He fucked his mother in her delicate anus for half an hour before he moved her sore hands and feet to the bed. He stabbed the dirty penis that was so blurred into the mouth of the Rakshasa girl, and let her suck it inside and out. He turned her over, grabbed her ankles and spread her legs, and inserted it into the vagina that had already been ripped in spring and penetrated it.
According to the order of the feces hole, the red boy fucked his mother repeatedly in the three holes up and down of the upper and lower holes. After nearly two hours, he finally ejaculated a bubble of hot semen into his mother's anus. He was so tired that he couldn't even practice dual cultivation skills. He fell on the bed, hugging the Rakshasa girl just gasped.
The Rakshasa girl was so soft that she couldn't move her finger. She lay on his chest and panted violently. There were feces stained when she sucked her penis for her beloved son. Her eyes were blurred, and her face was filled with a satisfying tempting flush. She raised her strength and gently rubbed her son's chest with her delicate face. She hummed in her nose, and was indescribable intoxication.
Master, you said last time that you want to take away the slave’s nostrils and chastity, you must first let the slave do some expansion training and other equipment... but have you done it?
The Rakshasa girl raised her watery phoenix eyes and pressed her chin against her son's chest. She was lazy and tired after orgasm, and she looked more charming than usual: There is also Nunu's urine hole, you also said that you need to use equipment to train first... But these days, my master has never mentioned it!
These two are not in a hurry... The child hasn't started making the training equipment yet, but... Red Boy caresses her mother's smooth hair as smooth as a satin, ponders for a long time, and suddenly sighs...
The Rakshasa girl blinked her eyes, confused, suddenly heard her son and husband sighing, and she panicked in her heart, and said anxiously: Why did the master sigh? Did Nunu not serve the master well? Could it be... Nuer had not wiped her butt until now, and the bad smell in the room and the slave's mouth made the master tired? Master, don't get tired of me, I... Nu will go to clean it immediately!
The Rakshasa girl was anxious and afraid, and her eyes were filled with tears. She raised her strength and wanted to struggle to get up, go to wash and clean her own filth left in her mouth, thighs and other places.
Red Boy hurriedly hugged her neck, kissed the corner of her mouth, which was still with yellow filth, and comforted her with a blamed tone: Mother is suspicious of her child's love for you again! Is her butt really itchy and wants to eat her father's family rules again?
The Rakshasa girl burst into tears and laughed, spit out her yellow-colored tongue, twisted her body and said coquettishly: I just ate my master's beating yesterday, and now her butt is still a little hot, so I can't stand it anymore!
Red Boy laughed in silence, twisted her nose in a doting way, and said with a smile: I just slapped two times yesterday, how could it hurt until now? Besides, why did the child bear to hurt my good baby, mother's wife? My mother's butt hurts now. It must have hit the child's belly just now, but it has nothing to do with the two slaps yesterday?
Whether it is a slap or a belly hit, it is all done by the master!
The Rakshasa girl giggled, climbed her beloved son's body, squeezed her petite pigeon breasts against her son, and pressed her hard nipples against her belly, rubbed her slowly, and asked curiously: Since she is not a slave to be tired of her, why did the master sigh?
It’s just that the child is not greedy!
Red Boy smiled bitterly, playing with the beautiful hair of the Rakshasa girl's temples with her little hands, her eyes were melancholy, and she slowly said: Since the child got married with her mother, her mother has been obedient to her and her gentleness these days. My husband and wife are also harmonious, and they are loving and beautiful. The child has been raised by her mother for more than two hundred years. The mother in her heart not only has the gentleness and virtuousness of the present, but also has serious teachings and care for her... After the virtuous and beautiful marriage... the child will never see her again. Thinking that she may never be able to go back to her former time with her mother in the future, she can't help but feel lost!
The Rakshasa girl stared at her son's face in a daze. The past and past events appeared again. The baby who was born with red and wrinkled skin was covered in her arms, the flesh of her breasts, the baby who was babbling and speaking, the wronged child who was scolded by herself for not practicing martial arts, and the naughty guy who was pressed on her knees and spanked while struggling. While she was struggling...
All kinds of engraved in the soul, the images that will never be forgotten flash back, and the love of the mother who has been squeezed by lust in my heart has come back to my heart. My eyes gradually become gentle and calm. I stretch out my slender hands and caress my beloved son's head indulge in love, murmured: Holy infant, my son... Mother's heart... Mother... I don't want to forget it either!
Red Boy was cheered up and clapped his hands, saying happily: I know my mother doesn’t want to forget the past! Since that’s the case, I agreed on a rule, how about a role-playing role every day?
The Rakshasa woman said strangely: What is the beauty of a half-covered person? Why is the name so weird?
Red Boy was overjoyed, and kissed her face and smiled: It's role-playing! My husband and wife each play an identity every day, and they decide to call themselves in this identity on the same day, and they also act according to this identity. For example, if this day is the mother-son relationship between me and me, I will return to my original time, and I will call myself a child, and my mother will call myself a mother; the child calls your mother, and my mother calls me heart and soul... The child must be conservative in the morning and evening, pay tribute to his mother every day, and be able to hang around the mother's knees to act coquettishly; the mother can guide the child's homework and martial arts exams, and rewards and punishments are all based on the mother's wishes...
The Rakshasa girl was also excited and showed joy. She thought of something and hesitated again. She said: If she returned to her original time, as a mother and son, then...what should she do that dual cultivation...
Even mother and son can practice the double cultivation skills together!
Red Boy laughed and said: Just take the mother back to her original mentality. If she wants to love her child, she will love her child. If she should teach her a lesson... If the child is naughty, steals her mother's pepper and frankincense buttocks, and if her mother wants to beat her, she doesn't need to worry about it...
The Rakshasa girl is also a smart and enlightened practitioner. Although she was a little confused at first, she gradually realized her thoughts and wanted to try it out. She giggled: If my mother hadn’t promised you to be intimate, you, lazy child, dared to be flirtatious and behaved by your mother, and she would beat you with great ears!
Red Boy said happily: That's it! On the first day, I customized my original mother-son relationship. The name of this day... is called "Mother, kind and filial piety, how about it?"
The Rakshasa girl covered her mouth lightly and said with a smile: You have many ideas! What should you do on the second day?
On this second day... Since my husband and wife have worshipped the world, they are like ordinary couples in the world. They are lingering and loving, and they are kind and respectful. My mother calls me husband, and my child calls you wife... This day, I will be called to show my face together!
Red Boy said, her eyes becoming more and more gentle, she stretched out her little hand and stroked her mother's cheek
The Rakshasa girl's mood is intertwined, her eyes are tender like water, her head is tilted, her face rubbing in her little hands, and she whispers: Husband... The gentle and gentle meaning penetrates into her bone marrow, as if endless
Red Boy suddenly laughed and said: What is the day when this third day is father and daughter?
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she spat and said angrily: She is the one who gave birth to you and raised you! Even if she got married to you and became a marriage, she was still the wife you married to the matchmaker. How could she be your daughter? This is not possible! Let’s change another one!
Oh? Red Boy smiled and pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Who is calling me "Dad, my daughter's asshole is fucked by my dad?"
The Rakshasa girl screamed in a coquettish voice, covering her face with shame, and whispered her head into her son's arms, acting coquettishly
The third day was settled! Red Boy hugged her mother's pink back, reached out to cover her chest with her breasts and rubbed her tender breasts, and laughed: Then she called her a beautiful girl and pestered her father!
The Rakshasa girl's face was red and she pouted and said coquettishly: Who will pester you? Use such a thick stick to stab someone...
Seeing that his mother was as cute as a little girl, Red Boy loved her so much that she turned over and pressed her under her body, stretched out her mouth and kissed her.
The Rakshasa girl hummed in a soft voice, the fake model struggled for a while, then hugged her son's petite body and his tongue also hit her back
After a long period of lingering, the mother and son panted and separated. A wisp of sticky saliva pulled out a sparkling silver thread between the two of them.
While gently licking the filth on her cheek, the Red Boy said softly: This last day is the deep love between the master and slave... On that day, the child is your master, and mother, you are my favorite slave... If you obey the master's orders, you can only crawl on the ground like a puppy; squat on the table to show respect so that the master can enjoy it; lie on the master's leg, with his cute buttocks raised, begging you to hit your lewd big buttocks... The master also needs to make a lot of torture instruments to punish you, the little slut who seduces your master with beauty and love...
In this way, there is a relationship between mother and son, a relationship between husband and wife, a relationship between father and daughter, and at the end, there is a joy of training a slave... Red Boy laughed and said: All the closest relationships between men and women in the world are included!
The Rakshasa girl was so moved that she was panting with her nose and her cheeks were like fire. She hugged her son tightly. Her blurred phoenix eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she murmured in a delicate way: Good master... husband... father... mother's heart and baby... slave, I want...
Red Boy laughed and said: The earth veins have not yet gushed with spiritual energy. Today is not finished. I can’t count it. It’s just the beginning of tomorrow. It’s a role-playing role in four days and one cycle. The first day is a mother who is kind and filial to her son. What should the mother remember!
As he said that, he slid down between the legs of the Rakshasa woman, carried her mother's pink legs, thrust her waist, and a gurgled sound, and then stuffed her penis back into the warm female body that had nurtured him. In the woman's beautiful moan, she started to fuck her...
Red Boy was very distressed, and he felt that his previous plan had not been calculated carefully.
It is not estimated that the sexual repression that has been depressed for hundreds of years in the Rakshasa girl will explode after being lured by the filthy mouth. The change of temperament will make people feel angry and irritated.
The dignified and virtuous mother, gentle as water, kind and strict, and spoiled and disciplined mother has disappeared. The rest is just a bare body all day long, obsessed with people, full of thoughts on how to please myself, serve my master wholeheartedly, and wishing to give all my body and mind.
Looking back on the past life, after Xin Yun shared his feelings with him, although she still had a deep relationship with him on weekdays, she was sometimes as lively and playful as an elf, and was agile and cute; sometimes she was as gentle and considerate as an older wife, and was very caring. She even wore a sexy sexual abuse leather jacket, a collar on her neck, and a dog's tail inserted in her thighs. She lay at his feet and acted coquettishly and wagged her tail and begged for fun.
However, he never forgot his true heart and still keeps the kind mother side that wants his son to become a dragon
As a corner of his mother, Xin Yun can not disturb him during his studies, but only send hot tea quietly; she can sit aside and explain problems to him without any charm; when his grades decline due to love, she can lower her pretty face and blame her seriously. Not only will she blame her palms, but she also punishes him for not touching her for many days...
A gentle and loving mother, a considerate wife, a pretty and lovely little lover, a submissive and obedient sex slave...
Xinyun can always switch perfectly among various roles, making people dizzy, and I don’t know how to love her.
Reincarnated in this bizarre world of fairy tales, Red Boy turned her feelings for Xin Yun to the mother of Rakshasa girl in this life. Although she did not seek to become a substitute for Xin Yun, she loved a mature beauty who could cry, laugh, act coquettish, be shy, be jealous, and make a young man and have a full and complete personality. She would never want her to become a lustful slave who only knows how to make friends with her, and only knows how to dedicate her to please her!
Thinking of this, Red Boy couldn't help but sigh. In the final analysis, she was not thinking well. She forgot to count the hundreds of years of sexual repression brought by being deceived by practicing immortality and being deceived. It was a big mistake!
The good master, Wave, Wave, Wave, The delicate and demonic sound of the oriole sounds sounded in his ears, a pair of lotus arms wrapped around his back, and his soft and smooth breasts rubbed against his back, and his two hard nipples gently teased at his shoulder blades: Why did the master ignore others? Did he make a mistake?
Listening to her mother's aggrieved act of spoiling, Hongbo made up her mind that she could not continue like this.
He turned his face, pulled her head over her shoulder, kissed her slightly raised lips, and smiled gently: Where is it? The child is just a little dazed, although we have been married for several days, the child seems to be in a dream, and he can't believe that he can marry his mother!
The Rakshasa girl laughed and smiled, and said angrily: It’s not a dream! I have to serve my master for life, until the sea is gone!
Spread his legs, hugged his son tightly in his arms, raised his lower abdomen, pressed his full mons pubic full of lush pubic hair against his back, slowly grinded it, and said in a coquettish voice: Good master, Wave, Nuer, thinks of a venomous... However, Nuer seems to have a dull pain in his belly! Should the master test the color of the feces and arrows for him to see if he has eaten the stomach?
Red Boy knew that his mother was passionate and was not a good time to discuss business with her, so she temporarily put aside her plan and slapped her mother's soft and tender buttocks with her backhand, and said with a smile: I want my master to say it when I see you shit! Why are you doing so many excuses?
The Rakshasa girl drew a circle on her chest with a delicate finger and murmured softly: The whole slave, from the inside to the outside, belongs to the master... The slave wants to show all the secrets in front of the master. Even if the woman is the most secret and shameful, she doesn't want to carry the master on her back...
Red Boy relaxed, lay down back, and smiled and said: OK, OK, but let me eat the little slut's urine first! If you can't hold it in and leak it out while squeezed the feces, the master will not be able to eat it!
The Rakshasa girl was happy and responded with joy. She spread her legs apart and rode her above her little face and laughed: Nunu presented the Huanyuan fragrant soup made in her belly. Please ask the master to taste the Wave Wave Wave Wave Wave Wave. Point the pussy that was covered by lush pubic hair at her son's mouth and nose, and slowly sink to her waist and sit down.
Red Boy grabbed the plump buttocks of her mother's fat and round hands with her hands, stuck out her tongue, and started from her perineum, scraping it up in the wet and warm crack. Her little mouth arched her two thick and soft labia, and her urine hole was like a fresh clam, which was as salty and fishy as fresh as a fresh clam. Her tender and juicy soft flesh was sucked.
Yīng...Master, don't suck so hard...Be careful that the slave couldn't hold it in one's case. When he urinated too quickly, he choked on his master...Ah...Hmm...Rakshasa girl moaned in a coquettish voice, twisting her slender waist like a snake, pressing her plump and hairy lewd tightly on her beloved son's face between her legs, and she couldn't stop it.
After a while, she heard her crying with a delicate voice: I... I'm going to pee! Master, be careful...Yīng!
Carefully relax the urethral sphincter, a soothing heat flow gushed out of the urine hole, like a clear spring quietly leaking, injecting into the mouth of Ai Er in the crotch
While drinking, Red Boy gently swayed her head, used her nose to twitch her mother's swelling and hard clitoris, and also stuck her fingers into the depths of her buttocks to explore and touch the delicate buttocks that tightly closed.
The Rakshasa girl was so beautiful that she hummed in a slight manner. She stretched her fingers and separated her two labia with her jade fingers, allowing the bright red pearls between the lips to stick out to make her son's nose move; she grabbed the petite breasts on her chest with the other hand and kneaded them hard.
While peeing, swaying waist and hips, grinding the private parts on my son's face, dripping in the vagina, honey juice dripping, all flowing on my son's chin and neck, squeezing out the wet and rattle of the water.
In the dark and closed cave, he was more than seven feet long. According to the calculations of the Red Boy's previous life, there was a tall and beautiful woman of about one meter seven, riding on the face of her petite child, who was humming, touching her breasts and digging her vagina, while squeezing her beloved son's mouth, and twisting her plump buttocks. The private parts of the young son who once gave birth to the young son in his crotch were flowing with lewd honey juice, and rubbing her son's face tightly.
The mature woman's plump mons pubis, densely packed with fluffy pubic hair, contrasted with the pink and jade-carved little face; the peach-like white buttocks are round and huge, making her look particularly thin by her body sitting under her; the two moon-like buttocks are spread wide open by her fleshy little hands, and the child's short fingers are stretching and contracting deep in the woman's buttocks...
From the side, the head of the young child under the woman was covered with her legs and buttocks tightly, as if from the beginning of her neck, she was stuffed back into her belly by her mother.
The mother's moans, hissing urination, the son's gurgling sound, the clap sound of flesh and flesh squeezing in the mucus...
What a picture of a bloody mother and son flirting with each other!
When the Rakshasa girl got up in the morning, she had already urinated in her son's mouth. This time, even if she tried hard to tighten the urine hole and retracted and released rhythmically, she would emptiate her bladder in just a moment.
Although she had been exhausted from urine, she was so lustful by her son that she was teased by her son and did not get up. She panted and thrust her vagina into her son's mouth, letting her beloved son's tongue into her vagina, grabbing her delicate breasts with one hand, and rubbing her swollen clitoris with the other hand.
After another cup of tea, I let out a long cry. Under the attack of my son's tongue inserted into the flower path and fingers poked into the anus, I reached a small climax. I sprayed some fishy and salty semen for the red boy to eat.
The Rakshasa girl closed her eyes and gasped for a while, and aftertasteed her aftertaste. When her beloved son licked her honey-filled lower body, she got out of bed, picked up a celadon plate found under the kitchen from the low table beside the couch, served it with both hands, and handed it to the Red Boy who was sitting up with her mouth, and ate and said with a smile: Master, you have to check it carefully! It’s only when you first came out!
Red Boy held up the porcelain plate with both hands and smiled: I know! Little slut, let it go quickly!
The Rakshasa girl smiled, turned her back, spread her slender legs and stood beside the bed, raised her round and plump buttocks at her son, and held her back with her jade arms and held her back, hugging her two jade thighs apart. Because of the great strength in her hands, the spread and the buttocks that were spread were almost flattened, and the slightly dim and rough buttocks were completely exposed. The dark red delicate anus bud was embedded in the center, and it fluctuated slightly as the sphincter contracted and relaxed. One beeping and one beeping, and several tender flesh that had just healed was tender pink, dotted in the radial folds, like the spirit flower of the Cuiyun Mountain, the golden silk pagoda chrysanthemum, very cute
The Rakshasa girl turned her head, swayed her seductive buttocks left and right, and said in a coquettish voice: Good master, you once said that slaves are the treasure in your heart. You like them as long as they are slaves, but do you still remember them?
Red Boy smiled and said: Of course, I remember! Why, the little slut dared to doubt the master's words? Is it that his butt is itchy again, and he wants to eat the master and get beaten?
The Rakshasa girl laughed, looking very naughty, and said coquettishly: Since that's the case, should you put your face closer? The gurgling in my stomach kept rumbling, I was afraid I was going to fart... I wanted to spray it on my face and let the master smell the thickest original flavor brewed from my stomach. Is it okay? Wave Wave Wave Wave
Red Boy lowered the porcelain plate in his hand, stretched his neck, kissed her buttocks, and smiled: OK, you greedy little slut... let it go! Put your nose on your mother's ass and rub it gently
Yīng... um... Master's warm breath... all sprayed on Nu's eyes... It made Nu very itchy... um... Good master, Nu, I'm going to let go... The Rakshasa girl moaned, and the wriggling buttocks slowly burst into a small bag. Suddenly, a small hole was pierced. Amid the light sound of hiss, a heat with a dampness hit the face and sprayed directly on Red Boy's face. The thick and stinky smell of rotten feces rushed straight into his brain from his nostrils. The strong stimulation made his nasal trachea a little hot, which made him squint slightly.
The Rakshasa girl kept twisting her face and staring at the situation behind her from above her shoulders. Seeing that her beloved son not only kept her stinky face with her handsome little face, but also greedily sniffed her own turbid smell. She couldn't help but make the woman who had already been trapped in sexual perversion get great psychological satisfaction. She was so beautiful that her belly was hot, her legs were weak, and she almost couldn't stand firmly.
The beautiful and comfortable woman was satisfied and giggled: Master has caught it very much, I am going to pull it... The snow thighs stretched, the sphincters moved a few times, and the anus slowly squirmed and raised, protruding out like a baby's little mouth, and the dark red sphincters relaxed.
Ah... out, out... The Rakshasa girl sighed comfortably, and a black mass of things appeared from the feces hole, accompanied by the stinking smell, squeaking out.
The mysterious and seductive chrysanthemum seems to be a living creature, slowly extending and shortening, and squeezes out filth, expanding and shrinking.
The feces slowly squeezed out of the body have become a long one, but they are still not broken. They are shaking behind the woman's buttocks, swaying slightly, like a tail
The whole stool is only a small piece in front of it, which is dark black, and the back is a healthy golden color with greasy luster.
The red boy was soaked in the increasingly thick and stenched smell of females. He felt a little dazed, as if he was already intoxicated.
With a click, the feces that were almost as long as his arm finally fell into the porcelain plate, emitting hot air, greasy and moist, very cute
The Rakshasa girl looked back and exclaimed: Oh my God... it's so long!
After saying that, he actually covered his stuttering and giggled without shame!
Red Boy was steamed by the thick and irritating smell and felt hot in her heart. He held the plate with one hand and stretched out the other hand, wandering around her pink legs and jade buttocks, grabbing her smooth buttocks, and shouted: What's going on! My master is almost fainted by your stinky shit!! The bitch is about to finish pulling it off quickly, my master is going to fuck your pickled asshole!
The Rakshasa girl was overjoyed and responded in a delicate voice, um, sticking out her snow buttocks, and pulling out a few long and short strips of feces until the anus was just bulging up and down, and she could no longer squeeze out anything. She hurriedly turned around and squatted down, grabbed her son's penis and stuffed it into her mouth, wrapped it with her fragrant tongue, licked and sucked it
While licking and sucking, he said intermittently: At this time, the inside and outside of the butt, and the inside of the stomach and intestines are covered with feces, which must be slippery and tight, just as the leader is fucking happily!
Red Boy put down the porcelain plates that had a small hill, jumped off the bed, pushed her forward, pushed her to lie on the couch, and kneeled under the bed with her legs
The Rakshasa girl ignored the foul smelly porcelain plate on the couch, which was close to her pretty face. She only raised her jade thighs high, spread her hips with her hands, revealing the dirty feces of the crotch, and kept urging: Hurry up... I'm so itchy inside my feces! Good master, use my hot baby jade to kill Nu'er...
Red Boy stood behind her mother with her legs crossed, pressed her waist with one hand and held the penis with the other, slashed the round glans up and down in her buttocks, scraping the foul foul stick stuck on the anus so that the entire crotch was filled with, and said with a smile: Mother, don't be there, the child is cleaning her mother with the toilet stick growing on her body!
The Rakshasa girl giggled and twisted her waist to act coquettishly: Good master, don’t play anymore, come in quickly, Nuer can no longer resist the itch in her butt!
I know, mother, let's eat a stick of the child! Red Boy smiled and sank her waist, and her thick jade stem sizzled open the filth of the anus, deeply inserted it into her mother's hot and smooth anus
Ah... it's really smooth and tight... It doesn't hurt when you go in and out... The Rakshasa girl was hit by her beloved son and swayed back and forth while moaning sweetly: The master will use this toilet to clean the slave in the future... How about it?... Yes, yes...
Red Boy leaned over her mother's buttocks, and fucked her hard while watching the pickled chrysanthemum tightly clinging her cock, pulling and tucking in and out, and smiled and said: "I can't ask for it... It's so smooth and sour, it's really wonderful! Next time, the mother doesn't want to relieve it all, leave half of it inside, and let the child try it, it will definitely be even more...oh! The mother made the child feel so happy... and then tie it up again!
Hehe... Let the slave keep half of it, and it's better to let the slave keep all of it... Stay in the belly. The Rakshasa girl contracted her anus according to her son's order, and laughed and cried: Every time the master pulled out, she... pulled out a piece of feces, and when she came in, she stuffed it back into the slave's stomach. It must be interesting and tight... Ah! The master's treasure has pushed the slave's stomach and stomach bags over...
The unspoken son listened to the strange words from his mother, and couldn't help but feel lustful. He fucked his mother in her delicate anus for half an hour before he moved her sore hands and feet to the bed. He stabbed the dirty penis that was so blurred into the mouth of the Rakshasa girl, and let her suck it inside and out. He turned her over, grabbed her ankles and spread her legs, and inserted it into the vagina that had already been ripped in spring and penetrated it.
According to the order of the feces hole, the red boy fucked his mother repeatedly in the three holes up and down of the upper and lower holes. After nearly two hours, he finally ejaculated a bubble of hot semen into his mother's anus. He was so tired that he couldn't even practice dual cultivation skills. He fell on the bed, hugging the Rakshasa girl just gasped.
The Rakshasa girl was so soft that she couldn't move her finger. She lay on his chest and panted violently. There were feces stained when she sucked her penis for her beloved son. Her eyes were blurred, and her face was filled with a satisfying tempting flush. She raised her strength and gently rubbed her son's chest with her delicate face. She hummed in her nose, and was indescribable intoxication.
Master, you said last time that you want to take away the slave’s nostrils and chastity, you must first let the slave do some expansion training and other equipment... but have you done it?
The Rakshasa girl raised her watery phoenix eyes and pressed her chin against her son's chest. She was lazy and tired after orgasm, and she looked more charming than usual: There is also Nunu's urine hole, you also said that you need to use equipment to train first... But these days, my master has never mentioned it!
These two are not in a hurry... The child hasn't started making the training equipment yet, but... Red Boy caresses her mother's smooth hair as smooth as a satin, ponders for a long time, and suddenly sighs...
The Rakshasa girl blinked her eyes, confused, suddenly heard her son and husband sighing, and she panicked in her heart, and said anxiously: Why did the master sigh? Did Nunu not serve the master well? Could it be... Nuer had not wiped her butt until now, and the bad smell in the room and the slave's mouth made the master tired? Master, don't get tired of me, I... Nu will go to clean it immediately!
The Rakshasa girl was anxious and afraid, and her eyes were filled with tears. She raised her strength and wanted to struggle to get up, go to wash and clean her own filth left in her mouth, thighs and other places.
Red Boy hurriedly hugged her neck, kissed the corner of her mouth, which was still with yellow filth, and comforted her with a blamed tone: Mother is suspicious of her child's love for you again! Is her butt really itchy and wants to eat her father's family rules again?
The Rakshasa girl burst into tears and laughed, spit out her yellow-colored tongue, twisted her body and said coquettishly: I just ate my master's beating yesterday, and now her butt is still a little hot, so I can't stand it anymore!
Red Boy laughed in silence, twisted her nose in a doting way, and said with a smile: I just slapped two times yesterday, how could it hurt until now? Besides, why did the child bear to hurt my good baby, mother's wife? My mother's butt hurts now. It must have hit the child's belly just now, but it has nothing to do with the two slaps yesterday?
Whether it is a slap or a belly hit, it is all done by the master!
The Rakshasa girl giggled, climbed her beloved son's body, squeezed her petite pigeon breasts against her son, and pressed her hard nipples against her belly, rubbed her slowly, and asked curiously: Since she is not a slave to be tired of her, why did the master sigh?
It’s just that the child is not greedy!
Red Boy smiled bitterly, playing with the beautiful hair of the Rakshasa girl's temples with her little hands, her eyes were melancholy, and she slowly said: Since the child got married with her mother, her mother has been obedient to her and her gentleness these days. My husband and wife are also harmonious, and they are loving and beautiful. The child has been raised by her mother for more than two hundred years. The mother in her heart not only has the gentleness and virtuousness of the present, but also has serious teachings and care for her... After the virtuous and beautiful marriage... the child will never see her again. Thinking that she may never be able to go back to her former time with her mother in the future, she can't help but feel lost!
The Rakshasa girl stared at her son's face in a daze. The past and past events appeared again. The baby who was born with red and wrinkled skin was covered in her arms, the flesh of her breasts, the baby who was babbling and speaking, the wronged child who was scolded by herself for not practicing martial arts, and the naughty guy who was pressed on her knees and spanked while struggling. While she was struggling...
All kinds of engraved in the soul, the images that will never be forgotten flash back, and the love of the mother who has been squeezed by lust in my heart has come back to my heart. My eyes gradually become gentle and calm. I stretch out my slender hands and caress my beloved son's head indulge in love, murmured: Holy infant, my son... Mother's heart... Mother... I don't want to forget it either!
Red Boy was cheered up and clapped his hands, saying happily: I know my mother doesn’t want to forget the past! Since that’s the case, I agreed on a rule, how about a role-playing role every day?
The Rakshasa woman said strangely: What is the beauty of a half-covered person? Why is the name so weird?
Red Boy was overjoyed, and kissed her face and smiled: It's role-playing! My husband and wife each play an identity every day, and they decide to call themselves in this identity on the same day, and they also act according to this identity. For example, if this day is the mother-son relationship between me and me, I will return to my original time, and I will call myself a child, and my mother will call myself a mother; the child calls your mother, and my mother calls me heart and soul... The child must be conservative in the morning and evening, pay tribute to his mother every day, and be able to hang around the mother's knees to act coquettishly; the mother can guide the child's homework and martial arts exams, and rewards and punishments are all based on the mother's wishes...
The Rakshasa girl was also excited and showed joy. She thought of something and hesitated again. She said: If she returned to her original time, as a mother and son, then...what should she do that dual cultivation...
Even mother and son can practice the double cultivation skills together!
Red Boy laughed and said: Just take the mother back to her original mentality. If she wants to love her child, she will love her child. If she should teach her a lesson... If the child is naughty, steals her mother's pepper and frankincense buttocks, and if her mother wants to beat her, she doesn't need to worry about it...
The Rakshasa girl is also a smart and enlightened practitioner. Although she was a little confused at first, she gradually realized her thoughts and wanted to try it out. She giggled: If my mother hadn’t promised you to be intimate, you, lazy child, dared to be flirtatious and behaved by your mother, and she would beat you with great ears!
Red Boy said happily: That's it! On the first day, I customized my original mother-son relationship. The name of this day... is called "Mother, kind and filial piety, how about it?"
The Rakshasa girl covered her mouth lightly and said with a smile: You have many ideas! What should you do on the second day?
On this second day... Since my husband and wife have worshipped the world, they are like ordinary couples in the world. They are lingering and loving, and they are kind and respectful. My mother calls me husband, and my child calls you wife... This day, I will be called to show my face together!
Red Boy said, her eyes becoming more and more gentle, she stretched out her little hand and stroked her mother's cheek
The Rakshasa girl's mood is intertwined, her eyes are tender like water, her head is tilted, her face rubbing in her little hands, and she whispers: Husband... The gentle and gentle meaning penetrates into her bone marrow, as if endless
Red Boy suddenly laughed and said: What is the day when this third day is father and daughter?
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she spat and said angrily: She is the one who gave birth to you and raised you! Even if she got married to you and became a marriage, she was still the wife you married to the matchmaker. How could she be your daughter? This is not possible! Let’s change another one!
Oh? Red Boy smiled and pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Who is calling me "Dad, my daughter's asshole is fucked by my dad?"
The Rakshasa girl screamed in a coquettish voice, covering her face with shame, and whispered her head into her son's arms, acting coquettishly
The third day was settled! Red Boy hugged her mother's pink back, reached out to cover her chest with her breasts and rubbed her tender breasts, and laughed: Then she called her a beautiful girl and pestered her father!
The Rakshasa girl's face was red and she pouted and said coquettishly: Who will pester you? Use such a thick stick to stab someone...
Seeing that his mother was as cute as a little girl, Red Boy loved her so much that she turned over and pressed her under her body, stretched out her mouth and kissed her.
The Rakshasa girl hummed in a soft voice, the fake model struggled for a while, then hugged her son's petite body and his tongue also hit her back
After a long period of lingering, the mother and son panted and separated. A wisp of sticky saliva pulled out a sparkling silver thread between the two of them.
While gently licking the filth on her cheek, the Red Boy said softly: This last day is the deep love between the master and slave... On that day, the child is your master, and mother, you are my favorite slave... If you obey the master's orders, you can only crawl on the ground like a puppy; squat on the table to show respect so that the master can enjoy it; lie on the master's leg, with his cute buttocks raised, begging you to hit your lewd big buttocks... The master also needs to make a lot of torture instruments to punish you, the little slut who seduces your master with beauty and love...
In this way, there is a relationship between mother and son, a relationship between husband and wife, a relationship between father and daughter, and at the end, there is a joy of training a slave... Red Boy laughed and said: All the closest relationships between men and women in the world are included!
The Rakshasa girl was so moved that she was panting with her nose and her cheeks were like fire. She hugged her son tightly. Her blurred phoenix eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she murmured in a delicate way: Good master... husband... father... mother's heart and baby... slave, I want...
Red Boy laughed and said: The earth veins have not yet gushed with spiritual energy. Today is not finished. I can’t count it. It’s just the beginning of tomorrow. It’s a role-playing role in four days and one cycle. The first day is a mother who is kind and filial to her son. What should the mother remember!
As he said that, he slid down between the legs of the Rakshasa woman, carried her mother's pink legs, thrust her waist, and a gurgled sound, and then stuffed her penis back into the warm female body that had nurtured him. In the woman's beautiful moan, she started to fuck her...
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