Once upon a time there was a handsome king. When he was a little prince, everyone who had seen him would sincerely praise him as a beautiful child. Time flies, and the little prince grew up to be the master of this country, but he is still a delicate and small figure, slender waist, round and perky buttocks, smooth skin, red lips and white teeth, and looks tight. Everyone likes him when they see him.
However, the king has an ulterior motive for his secret.
The genitals of this king, who can be called unparalleled, are far thicker and longer than ordinary men. Although they are white, tender and delicate, they are too short. Even when they are erect, they can easily wrap them with one palm. This is forgot. There is a pink flower hole between his legs, where there should be a little pubic hair. The labia are small, hiding the deep corridor and shy clitoris inside.
He is born with two gender characteristics, and it is precisely for this reason that his body is always extremely sensitive. Even the softest fabric, as long as it is sandwiched between his legs, it will inevitably touch his small penis and flower lip. The small nipples on his chest are always rubbed hard. The subtle pleasure makes the pity king involuntarily moved. Fortunately, the small granulation is not too obvious when it is erect, and it can be blocked by a wide robe. However, the anus between the flower hole and the thighs in the lower body will spit out sticky love juice, which will make the crotch wet if you are not careful.
I don’t know if it’s to cover up this secret or something else, but our handsome king has to change into a new piece of clothing every hour. Because of his gorgeous face, his ministers also like to find all kinds of novel clothes for their kings, plain, colorful, tight, wide, and everything.
The citizens of this country are also happy to see the king wearing different clothes. When they walk through their eyes, they are really pleasing to the eye. There are always people who secretly look at the king's perky little butt, and they can't help but see the king's cute little nipples through the clothes, and imagine how sweet the red lips should feel.
The king didn't know that when many people were comforting their cock, they were thinking about his body and face. They fantasized and inserted their cock into his body and mouth, making him moan and panting until the squirt was blown out of water and his body was covered in semen.
One day, two tall and strong men came to this country. They disguised themselves as weavers to pay homage to the king. They said to the king, "My honorable Majesty, we can spend a kind of fabric that no one in the world has ever seen. This fabric is not only extremely beautiful in the pattern, but also extremely gentle. When worn on the body, it seems like it is not worn."
The king sitting on the throne had a little flush on his face at this moment. His grinding pussy was now pressing against the chair. He didn't know why the ministers made his chair so strange. There were strange bulges in the middle, which just stuck into his buttocks and the entrance to the flower pussy. As long as he sat on it, he couldn't help twisting, but when he moved, the bulges began to torture his pussy. The king wanted more, but was a little resistant.
The pleasure of scratching the shoe continuously stimulated his lower body. The king's little cock had become hard and was hidden under his clothes. The king forced himself to endure it and pressed his hand secretly on it. He thought that if he blocked it like this, no one would notice his strangeness.
When the strong men below said that there were such clothes, the king couldn't help but get interested. He was always worried about being sensitive by the clothes. It was all because the materials of the ready-made clothes were not soft enough. If this new weaver could weave such good things
More importantly, our fabric has a magical feature.One of the strong men said, that is a very lewd person and there is no way to see it.
The king was only concerned about the soft fabric, but he didn't care much about the characteristics of the liar. When he heard another strong man say, it was very difficult to weave such rare materials, but we are willing to come out for you only, but we need them.
What are you needed?The king asked enthusiastically, I am willing to pay any price.
The two strong men were very happy. They said mysteriously that when the fabric is completed, we will ask you for the reward we need.
Since the two strong men agreed to weave the most beautiful and gentle fabric for him, the king has been thinking about the progress of the material every day.
At this time, he suddenly remembered that the strong men mentioned the characteristics of cloth, which was. He thought that very lewd people would not see this kind of cloth, so he couldn't help but feel nervous, and his eyes lit up. I could ask my prime minister to take a look first. He was very upright and very honest to me, and there were no bad rumors.
However, he didn't know that the young prime minister walked into the weaving room and smiled at each other with two strong men.
In fact, the prime minister didn't care about the empty loom. He only learned a few words from the strong man, and after he came back, he conveyed them to the king. The fabric was so beautiful, and it was an indescribable color that would make His Majesty's skin whiter and tenderer.
The king was very satisfied with the task completed by the prime minister and reached out to let the prime minister hug him. Since he found that his ministers liked him very much to reward them in this way, so when his ministers pleased him, he would allow the ministers to come and touch and hug him. Although the ministers' fiery arms made him feel a little breathless, those rough or slender hands pinched their breasts or buttocks, the wonderful feeling would make him hot all over, just like a flower hole being rubbed, bringing a subtle pleasure, and the king was actually a little intoxicated.
Well...Ah...Don't, don't suck...It's so itchy...
The prime minister was no longer satisfied with just touching. He pulled open the king's collar, buried it in the king's chest, licked and sucked the slightly hard little breasts, and ate it with relish.
The king couldn't help but put his hand on the prime minister's head and moaned, wanting more, but he was a little shy. The breasts on his chest were so comfortable that the prime minister could suck and kiss him, but that kind of comfort made his lower body litter more, and the legs were already muddy.
AhAh... The king trembled, and the prime minister's fingers began to thrust into his back through the wet fabric. The empty hole immediately bit the prime minister's hand, and a little more, Ah, it feels so comfortable... At this time, the prime minister held the king upwards, and a thick and long penis was inserted between the king's legs. The tender pink flesh on the inner side of the thigh was ground red.
The king couldn't wait to spread his legs, wrap around the prime minister's waist, and open his pink little flower hole to the prime minister. Hum... Come in, come in...
The prime minister hugged the king tightly, and his hot giant roots followed and ran into it.
AhAhAhAhAh... The king moaned, surrounded the prime minister, floating in the sea of desire, enjoying the thrilling pleasure brought to him by the prime minister's big cock, exerting force, um Ah... it was about to be fucked... too big... Woo, Ah, the penis is so big... The king didn't know how lewd he looked like he was moaning with the penis at this moment. His small flower pussy was filled with, even if only fingers were used to comfort the anus behind, the happiness brought by the collision and grinding was enough to make the king feel comfortable and satisfied.
What bothered the ministers was that their cute little king would not allow several people to enjoy it at the same time no matter what. He obviously had two small mouths...
So the ministers found two smart guys in this country, disguised themselves as weaving cloth weaving men, and used the excuse to weave the latest and strange fabrics for the king in order to achieve the ministers' goals.
The king's guard listened to the king's sweet and seductive moans outside the door, and his lower body was so hard that it was about to crack. He couldn't help but imagine the king twisting his waist under him to meet his fucking fucking, and began to stroking his penis.
A few days later, he took the initiative to ask the king to help him see the progress of the fabric. The king happily agreed that after the guard brought back the news that the construction was about to be completed, the king was very happy and rewarded the guards in a similar way.
This time, he took the initiative to lie on the bed, revealing his round and perky butt.
The guard liked the elastic feel very much. When he touched it, his hands seemed to stick, and he kept pinching and kneading, and the tender red anus in the middle also opened and closed. The guard couldn't help but lick it up, and his flexible tongue stretched the folds at the entrance of the king's anus, causing the king's body to tremble excitedly.
Ah, stop licking, you can spray water... No... The king clenched the bed sheet, stuck out his butt, and the little cock in front of him happily spit out vaginal fluid, pressing it on his lower abdomen and trembled, which was so cute.
The guard skillfully reached out and touched the king's body, stroked the little jade stem a few times, and then began to invade the flower hole below. At the same time, the guard held the other hand and fucked it hard into the king's anus.
Oh... The king let out a satisfied sigh, his chrysanthemum was hit by the familiar hardness, and the smell almost made his scalp numb.
Your Highness, you are so tight.The guards rammed and their eggs kept hitting the king's buttocks, covered with vaginal fluid, while pinching the king's nipples.
The king moaned comfortably, and he couldn't help himself, touching and stroking another lonely little dot, and pulling it urgently.
After a while, a large stream of love fluid surged out, the king's beautiful spine was stretched straight, his eyes turned white, and the pleasure in his mind seemed to burst into the clouds, and he went to AhAhAh...
The king often screamed and climaxed under the minister's guard. The flower hole and anus could spray a lot of vaginal fluid, and even the mattress under his body could soak it. However, the minister's guard was much longer than him. The little pussy during the climax made the guard feel extremely comfortable.
Because the personal guard often has to guard the king's side, he doesn't have to take his leave even after night. The king is addicted to pleasure and sucks the guard's penis and doesn't let go.
The cunning guard took the opportunity to tangle the king and tossed it all night, making the king wet and full of traces of semen.
The next day, the king got up lazily and took a bath. He was born with tender skin, but now he was kneaded by the guards last night and the marks of lust were very obvious.
The king didn't care much. He thought he was a generous monarch and always gave his ministers the rewards he ordered them to satisfy, not to mention that the guards had a great job, which made him feel endlessly.
The king was gently washing and pinching his bloody lip, when the guards came to report that the magical fabric was about to be completed and that the king would be tailored.
The king Longyan was very happy and excitedly followed the guards to the weaving room, trying to see what the rumored fabric looked like.
The tycoon weaving the cloth smiled and led the king into the dynasty, constantly boasting about how successful the fabric was made.
However, when the king looked at the loom, he only saw the empty wooden shelf.
There is nothing on it?
The king wanted to question, but suddenly thought that the weaving men said that people with lewd materials could not see them.
The king thought about last night that he had thought that he was a reward for his ministers, but now he was struggling a little...
Am I really a lewd person by nature?The king frowned and said to himself, and then thought that the prime minister and the guards could see the material. No, I must not let them know about this.The king made up his mind to walk into the empty loom, pretended to be full of appreciation, looked carefully, and smiled very satisfied for a moment. This was really a piece of beautiful material. I have never seen such exquisite patterns. Please make them into new clothes for me immediately.
The strong weaving man agreed that they wanted to measure the size for the king, but the king saw that they did not have any ruler in their hands, so he asked curiously, "What do you want to use to measure it?"
We can directly use our hands to find out what you need, Your Highness.A strong man approached the king and asked you to raise your hand.
The king, as he said, raised his hands to his shoulders, perpendicular to his body.
When the strong man's hot palms were pressed on, the king couldn't help but breathe. He felt that the place he was touched was numb, and the wonderful touch was like a naughty electric current, chasing the hands of the two cloth weaving men.
After a while, the king's limbs became a little soft. On that day, he wore quite loose clothes. The weaver said that in order to measure more accurately, he had already reached in and put his flexible fingers on his skin, and from time to time he would pass through his sensitive nipples. The king even hoped that his fingertips would stay on his nipples for a while.
kindness……
Thanks to the strength of the Weaver's hands, the king's shaking body was able to be held back. The Weaver's hands always brushed and quickly passed his sensitive areas, arousing the interest without stopping, which made the king breathe and hard to bear, and leaning softly against a strong man's chest.
The king bit his lower lip, but still couldn't help but moan high and low. The thought that he could not make others find his body lewd had long been thrown behind his head. The corners of his eyes were wet, and his milky white face seemed to be dyed with rose juice. The king, who was moved, panted and looked at the ministers who were looking at the cloth.
The prime minister could understand the king's meaning best. He leaned over and began to knead the king's slightly raised nipples. The king raised his neck comfortably. At this time, the weaving gentlemen measured their lower bodies. Their hands stretched forward and backward to the king's legs. One of them touched the king's flower hole, and the other fingers were circling at the entrance of the anus.
The place had been wet, and the clothes were pressed against the body.
The king was hoarse and wanted to ask them to make some more inwards. Who knew that the weaving gentlemen just tried it briefly and took their hands respectfully, saying that they already knew the king's size, and asked the king to wait patiently for a new dress.
The king invited two masters to weave cloth and make clothes for him, and it has been spread throughout this country. Many people have heard of the magical material. The lewd people are not sure about it. Many energetic people are comforting their penis in private, while looking forward to it, hoping to fill in a little more lustfulness, so that they can see the king's cute body through the material.
They heard that the king had two ecstasy little mouths, which were always wet on weekdays, and water would come out with a slight touch.
By then, wearing clothes that no one could see, his pink breasts, slender waist, perky little butt, and the two small tender pussies that seemed to be longing for something...
So people in the city asked the king to hold a parade for the new clothes. The king was very happy that his people loved him so much, and was willing to show the new clothes even if he could not see them.
The weaver gentlemen worked overtime and finally prepared their clothes on the day of the parade.
They asked the king to take off all his clothes, wrap the closest inner clothes, and then seriously do what he would wear for the king one by one. Look, this is underwear, they are very light, you wear it on your body like you only wear air.
When the weaver changed the king's clothes, the weaver touched the king's body and grabbed several handfuls of the king's soft buttocks.
The fabric was clearly as the weaver said, very gentle, as if nothing had happened.
But the king still felt that the two small mouths under him seemed to be as sensitive as they were rubbed by the fabric. He kept spitting out love juice. He felt that the juice from inside his body was flowing down his legs, but there was no feeling of the fabric being wet and sticking to his legs. The king couldn't help but feel relieved.
Your Highness, are you satisfied with this outfit?Asked the weaver gentlemen.
The king nodded, "Good, I will reward you."
The Weaver said, we know that His Highness has always promised a thousand dollars and we will be rewarded at the parade.
The king didn't care. He believed that there were countless treasures in his treasury, which were enough to meet the needs of these two weavers. Seeing that they seemed to want to participate in the parade with him, the king happily agreed.
The parade was to walk all the way from the castle to the largest square in the city, where the king could give speeches.
The king had a noble status and could sit in a gorgeous carriage dragged by four handsome horses. He allowed Mr. Weaver to sit with him, but the two Mr. Weaver Weaver had a strong and filled his not-wide chairs.
One of the strong men patted his thigh and said, "My respected king, if you don't dislike me, you can sit in my arms."
Mr. Weaver was wearing a tight dress, and he drew out the strong muscles on his thighs and the exaggerated big stuff under his crotch one by one. His Highness the King couldn't help but linger on the muscles and the huge roots in the middle. He swallowed and couldn't help but agree.
But the king of pity didn't know that he was not in a tiny strand at the moment. As soon as he got on Mr. Weaver, he felt that his anus seemed to be burned by the big hard object under him. He felt that the thing was still jumping, as if it was against his slit, rubbing up and down as the wheel rolled.
The king's waist suddenly became soft, and the vaginal fluid that seeped out of his anus wet Mr. Weaver's pants, making the big cock inside tighter.
Mr. Weaver was not honest. I don’t know when he had already put his huge root out of his pants and secretly fucked the past hips. Every time he pressed, he would grind his tender anus, causing the mouth to open and shrink hungrily and empty, as if he was looking forward to him entering.
The king couldn't help but grab the hand of Mr. Weaver behind him, um... The passionate desire burned the King's reason. He lifted his waist and took the initiative to sit towards the cock. It was so hard that as soon as the glans stretched open his anus, the king's whole body tangled. The thing was too thick, and he was sore and weak that he could not swallow more.
Mr. Weaver smiled slightly, grabbed the king's waist, and pressed down hard.
AhAhAh...comes in...AhAh... The king screamed. For the first time, he openly swallowed such a huge cock in the sight of the whole city. Because of his nervousness, his body was extremely sensitive. Mr. Weaver took it and hit Hikaru fiercely, and almost made him ejaculate.
He thought that if there were clothes blocking him, no one would notice him.
The other weaver was not idle either. He stroked the king's thighs and kept thrusting his fingers into the king's flower hole.
Um Ah, so comfortable... The king blushed, and he put his hand on the weaving arm in front of him, no, no, together... Um Ah... Slow down, Ah Ah, the heart of the chrysanthemum was hit again.
The people on both sides of the chariot looked red at this moment. They saw that their beautiful king was sitting naked on a huge purple-black cock, fucked so hard that they could not maintain balance. The vaginal fluid flowed out from the thighs, ticking all over the floor, and the king's wide open legs exposed his beautiful flower hole, his big hands were thrusting without any care, bringing out a lot of juice from time to time; the king's rosy face also had tears flowing out because of the stimulation too strong, and the spring water between his eyebrows and eyes was full of obsession with indulgence in pleasure.
The people below were all hard. While stroking quickly, they fantasized that they were sitting under the king, shaking their waists quickly, and fucking the noble pussy violently. In this way, they were so excited that most people ejaculated quickly, and some semen gradually came to the car, extremely lustful.
The weaver under the king was so good at fucking. He went into the depth and accurately fucked the anus every time. After a while, the king was fucked without focal length, his mind was blank, and there was only the pleasure of destruction. He jumped from the flower acupoint and anus to the limbs and bones. The thick and hot thing took care of the itching hidden under every fold in the anus corridor, bringing infinite comfort.
The king suppressed for a long time, and the moans became louder and louder. He began to rub his nipples by himself, begging the people under him to exert force more.
With such a lewd scene in front of him, the other Mr. Weaver couldn't mess with him. He asked the strong man who was fucking the king's anus to pick up the king's legs, and the flower hole was more open. Mr. Weaver inserted it in without hesitation.
AhAhAhAh The first time the smell of two pusses being filled with penis at the same time made the king panic and happy. AhAh, no, AhAh, which will be broken, cannot be discovered at the same time... AhAhAhAh... It feels so good and hard... Well Ah... It's not okay, don't come in together... Ah... It feels so comfortable, why is this happening...
He was hung in the air between the two of them, feeling his two cocks pressed into his deepest part one after another, torture him so that he could only feel happiness from the sensitive point. The king cried out, and his people would all discover his secret. However, the intense pleasure in his body made him unable to maintain his thinking smoothly, so he could only scream incoherently.
At this time, the prime minister, who was sitting in front of the car, turned around and walked over, gently stroked the king's cheek. The king's fair face was full of love. He had been fucked to the point of squirting once, and there were even puddles on the ground.
When the king saw the prime minister coming, he hurriedly reached out to grab him. Woo Ah, hurry up... AhAh, let them stop... AhAh is about to fuck him up... Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo
The prime minister kissed the king's red lips, and then pressed the king's hand on his cock and started to stroke it with him. My noble Highness, do you know that the people of the whole country love to see your lewd look.While holding the king's hand, the prime minister stroking his penis for himself, he pinched the king's small nipples. As soon as he finished speaking, the king who heard this said had no idea what he thought of. His body excitedly reached a climax again. Two streams of vaginal fluid poured out, and even the prime minister's clothes were wet.
Aren't you very comfortable too?The Prime Minister guided him and pointed at the people under the car who were staring at the king masturbating. My dear Your Highness, no one would love you because of your lewdness. They miss your body day and night, hoping to have the opportunity to feed you the cock together.
AhAh, huh...really, really...?The king gasped and pieced together the sentences with difficulty. He looked down and saw the people around him staring at him, his eyes full of evil, holding the thick cock in his hand, stroking it wildly, as if he was fucking him from a distance. The psychological stimulation made the king's body more and more sensitive, and the slightest sorrow between his eyebrows was gradually replaced by an indescribable joy.
The king agreed with the prime minister's opinion. He climaxed again and again in the arms of the two cloth men until he ate a lot of semen from the two people. His pussy was so stretched that it could not be closed. The vaginal fluid mixed with the turbid white liquid flowed all over his legs. At this time, they had already reached the largest central square.
The king had not yet come back to his senses from the afterglow of the climax. With an intoxicating smile, he asked the prime minister to carry himself down and attend the feast of his dear people.
The king no longer suppressed his desire, spread his body open, and showed his extremely seductive flower and anus as everyone showed him. He stroked his slightly bulging breasts, pulled his nipples, moaned high and low, begging people to fuck him hard with his big cock to satisfy him...
First, the senior officials and ministers clamped the king between his body and fucked him frantically, one after another. Then they didn't know who turned his body over and pressed his head under his crotch. The king opened his mouth and licked the cock in front of him like a delicious taste. He didn't care who was the thing inside his body, because the semen was similarly hot, and everyone could satisfy his slutty heart and bring him intense pleasure. The feeling of being squeezed by the cock was much better than changing into new clothes...
The king continued to climax under the uninterrupted rape of people, and his vaginal fluid was covered in his body. Because he drank too much semen, his belly grew up visible to the naked eye, as if he had been pregnant for several months.
The people who loved him were obsessed with stroking his swelling belly, and the penis buried in the king's body grew a few more times.
The king showed an obsessed and lewd smile between his cock. He knew that in the future, there would be more hot big babies to satisfy his body and mind.
However, the king has an ulterior motive for his secret.
The genitals of this king, who can be called unparalleled, are far thicker and longer than ordinary men. Although they are white, tender and delicate, they are too short. Even when they are erect, they can easily wrap them with one palm. This is forgot. There is a pink flower hole between his legs, where there should be a little pubic hair. The labia are small, hiding the deep corridor and shy clitoris inside.
He is born with two gender characteristics, and it is precisely for this reason that his body is always extremely sensitive. Even the softest fabric, as long as it is sandwiched between his legs, it will inevitably touch his small penis and flower lip. The small nipples on his chest are always rubbed hard. The subtle pleasure makes the pity king involuntarily moved. Fortunately, the small granulation is not too obvious when it is erect, and it can be blocked by a wide robe. However, the anus between the flower hole and the thighs in the lower body will spit out sticky love juice, which will make the crotch wet if you are not careful.
I don’t know if it’s to cover up this secret or something else, but our handsome king has to change into a new piece of clothing every hour. Because of his gorgeous face, his ministers also like to find all kinds of novel clothes for their kings, plain, colorful, tight, wide, and everything.
The citizens of this country are also happy to see the king wearing different clothes. When they walk through their eyes, they are really pleasing to the eye. There are always people who secretly look at the king's perky little butt, and they can't help but see the king's cute little nipples through the clothes, and imagine how sweet the red lips should feel.
The king didn't know that when many people were comforting their cock, they were thinking about his body and face. They fantasized and inserted their cock into his body and mouth, making him moan and panting until the squirt was blown out of water and his body was covered in semen.
One day, two tall and strong men came to this country. They disguised themselves as weavers to pay homage to the king. They said to the king, "My honorable Majesty, we can spend a kind of fabric that no one in the world has ever seen. This fabric is not only extremely beautiful in the pattern, but also extremely gentle. When worn on the body, it seems like it is not worn."
The king sitting on the throne had a little flush on his face at this moment. His grinding pussy was now pressing against the chair. He didn't know why the ministers made his chair so strange. There were strange bulges in the middle, which just stuck into his buttocks and the entrance to the flower pussy. As long as he sat on it, he couldn't help twisting, but when he moved, the bulges began to torture his pussy. The king wanted more, but was a little resistant.
The pleasure of scratching the shoe continuously stimulated his lower body. The king's little cock had become hard and was hidden under his clothes. The king forced himself to endure it and pressed his hand secretly on it. He thought that if he blocked it like this, no one would notice his strangeness.
When the strong men below said that there were such clothes, the king couldn't help but get interested. He was always worried about being sensitive by the clothes. It was all because the materials of the ready-made clothes were not soft enough. If this new weaver could weave such good things
More importantly, our fabric has a magical feature.One of the strong men said, that is a very lewd person and there is no way to see it.
The king was only concerned about the soft fabric, but he didn't care much about the characteristics of the liar. When he heard another strong man say, it was very difficult to weave such rare materials, but we are willing to come out for you only, but we need them.
What are you needed?The king asked enthusiastically, I am willing to pay any price.
The two strong men were very happy. They said mysteriously that when the fabric is completed, we will ask you for the reward we need.
Since the two strong men agreed to weave the most beautiful and gentle fabric for him, the king has been thinking about the progress of the material every day.
At this time, he suddenly remembered that the strong men mentioned the characteristics of cloth, which was. He thought that very lewd people would not see this kind of cloth, so he couldn't help but feel nervous, and his eyes lit up. I could ask my prime minister to take a look first. He was very upright and very honest to me, and there were no bad rumors.
However, he didn't know that the young prime minister walked into the weaving room and smiled at each other with two strong men.
In fact, the prime minister didn't care about the empty loom. He only learned a few words from the strong man, and after he came back, he conveyed them to the king. The fabric was so beautiful, and it was an indescribable color that would make His Majesty's skin whiter and tenderer.
The king was very satisfied with the task completed by the prime minister and reached out to let the prime minister hug him. Since he found that his ministers liked him very much to reward them in this way, so when his ministers pleased him, he would allow the ministers to come and touch and hug him. Although the ministers' fiery arms made him feel a little breathless, those rough or slender hands pinched their breasts or buttocks, the wonderful feeling would make him hot all over, just like a flower hole being rubbed, bringing a subtle pleasure, and the king was actually a little intoxicated.
Well...Ah...Don't, don't suck...It's so itchy...
The prime minister was no longer satisfied with just touching. He pulled open the king's collar, buried it in the king's chest, licked and sucked the slightly hard little breasts, and ate it with relish.
The king couldn't help but put his hand on the prime minister's head and moaned, wanting more, but he was a little shy. The breasts on his chest were so comfortable that the prime minister could suck and kiss him, but that kind of comfort made his lower body litter more, and the legs were already muddy.
AhAh... The king trembled, and the prime minister's fingers began to thrust into his back through the wet fabric. The empty hole immediately bit the prime minister's hand, and a little more, Ah, it feels so comfortable... At this time, the prime minister held the king upwards, and a thick and long penis was inserted between the king's legs. The tender pink flesh on the inner side of the thigh was ground red.
The king couldn't wait to spread his legs, wrap around the prime minister's waist, and open his pink little flower hole to the prime minister. Hum... Come in, come in...
The prime minister hugged the king tightly, and his hot giant roots followed and ran into it.
AhAhAhAhAh... The king moaned, surrounded the prime minister, floating in the sea of desire, enjoying the thrilling pleasure brought to him by the prime minister's big cock, exerting force, um Ah... it was about to be fucked... too big... Woo, Ah, the penis is so big... The king didn't know how lewd he looked like he was moaning with the penis at this moment. His small flower pussy was filled with, even if only fingers were used to comfort the anus behind, the happiness brought by the collision and grinding was enough to make the king feel comfortable and satisfied.
What bothered the ministers was that their cute little king would not allow several people to enjoy it at the same time no matter what. He obviously had two small mouths...
So the ministers found two smart guys in this country, disguised themselves as weaving cloth weaving men, and used the excuse to weave the latest and strange fabrics for the king in order to achieve the ministers' goals.
The king's guard listened to the king's sweet and seductive moans outside the door, and his lower body was so hard that it was about to crack. He couldn't help but imagine the king twisting his waist under him to meet his fucking fucking, and began to stroking his penis.
A few days later, he took the initiative to ask the king to help him see the progress of the fabric. The king happily agreed that after the guard brought back the news that the construction was about to be completed, the king was very happy and rewarded the guards in a similar way.
This time, he took the initiative to lie on the bed, revealing his round and perky butt.
The guard liked the elastic feel very much. When he touched it, his hands seemed to stick, and he kept pinching and kneading, and the tender red anus in the middle also opened and closed. The guard couldn't help but lick it up, and his flexible tongue stretched the folds at the entrance of the king's anus, causing the king's body to tremble excitedly.
Ah, stop licking, you can spray water... No... The king clenched the bed sheet, stuck out his butt, and the little cock in front of him happily spit out vaginal fluid, pressing it on his lower abdomen and trembled, which was so cute.
The guard skillfully reached out and touched the king's body, stroked the little jade stem a few times, and then began to invade the flower hole below. At the same time, the guard held the other hand and fucked it hard into the king's anus.
Oh... The king let out a satisfied sigh, his chrysanthemum was hit by the familiar hardness, and the smell almost made his scalp numb.
Your Highness, you are so tight.The guards rammed and their eggs kept hitting the king's buttocks, covered with vaginal fluid, while pinching the king's nipples.
The king moaned comfortably, and he couldn't help himself, touching and stroking another lonely little dot, and pulling it urgently.
After a while, a large stream of love fluid surged out, the king's beautiful spine was stretched straight, his eyes turned white, and the pleasure in his mind seemed to burst into the clouds, and he went to AhAhAh...
The king often screamed and climaxed under the minister's guard. The flower hole and anus could spray a lot of vaginal fluid, and even the mattress under his body could soak it. However, the minister's guard was much longer than him. The little pussy during the climax made the guard feel extremely comfortable.
Because the personal guard often has to guard the king's side, he doesn't have to take his leave even after night. The king is addicted to pleasure and sucks the guard's penis and doesn't let go.
The cunning guard took the opportunity to tangle the king and tossed it all night, making the king wet and full of traces of semen.
The next day, the king got up lazily and took a bath. He was born with tender skin, but now he was kneaded by the guards last night and the marks of lust were very obvious.
The king didn't care much. He thought he was a generous monarch and always gave his ministers the rewards he ordered them to satisfy, not to mention that the guards had a great job, which made him feel endlessly.
The king was gently washing and pinching his bloody lip, when the guards came to report that the magical fabric was about to be completed and that the king would be tailored.
The king Longyan was very happy and excitedly followed the guards to the weaving room, trying to see what the rumored fabric looked like.
The tycoon weaving the cloth smiled and led the king into the dynasty, constantly boasting about how successful the fabric was made.
However, when the king looked at the loom, he only saw the empty wooden shelf.
There is nothing on it?
The king wanted to question, but suddenly thought that the weaving men said that people with lewd materials could not see them.
The king thought about last night that he had thought that he was a reward for his ministers, but now he was struggling a little...
Am I really a lewd person by nature?The king frowned and said to himself, and then thought that the prime minister and the guards could see the material. No, I must not let them know about this.The king made up his mind to walk into the empty loom, pretended to be full of appreciation, looked carefully, and smiled very satisfied for a moment. This was really a piece of beautiful material. I have never seen such exquisite patterns. Please make them into new clothes for me immediately.
The strong weaving man agreed that they wanted to measure the size for the king, but the king saw that they did not have any ruler in their hands, so he asked curiously, "What do you want to use to measure it?"
We can directly use our hands to find out what you need, Your Highness.A strong man approached the king and asked you to raise your hand.
The king, as he said, raised his hands to his shoulders, perpendicular to his body.
When the strong man's hot palms were pressed on, the king couldn't help but breathe. He felt that the place he was touched was numb, and the wonderful touch was like a naughty electric current, chasing the hands of the two cloth weaving men.
After a while, the king's limbs became a little soft. On that day, he wore quite loose clothes. The weaver said that in order to measure more accurately, he had already reached in and put his flexible fingers on his skin, and from time to time he would pass through his sensitive nipples. The king even hoped that his fingertips would stay on his nipples for a while.
kindness……
Thanks to the strength of the Weaver's hands, the king's shaking body was able to be held back. The Weaver's hands always brushed and quickly passed his sensitive areas, arousing the interest without stopping, which made the king breathe and hard to bear, and leaning softly against a strong man's chest.
The king bit his lower lip, but still couldn't help but moan high and low. The thought that he could not make others find his body lewd had long been thrown behind his head. The corners of his eyes were wet, and his milky white face seemed to be dyed with rose juice. The king, who was moved, panted and looked at the ministers who were looking at the cloth.
The prime minister could understand the king's meaning best. He leaned over and began to knead the king's slightly raised nipples. The king raised his neck comfortably. At this time, the weaving gentlemen measured their lower bodies. Their hands stretched forward and backward to the king's legs. One of them touched the king's flower hole, and the other fingers were circling at the entrance of the anus.
The place had been wet, and the clothes were pressed against the body.
The king was hoarse and wanted to ask them to make some more inwards. Who knew that the weaving gentlemen just tried it briefly and took their hands respectfully, saying that they already knew the king's size, and asked the king to wait patiently for a new dress.
The king invited two masters to weave cloth and make clothes for him, and it has been spread throughout this country. Many people have heard of the magical material. The lewd people are not sure about it. Many energetic people are comforting their penis in private, while looking forward to it, hoping to fill in a little more lustfulness, so that they can see the king's cute body through the material.
They heard that the king had two ecstasy little mouths, which were always wet on weekdays, and water would come out with a slight touch.
By then, wearing clothes that no one could see, his pink breasts, slender waist, perky little butt, and the two small tender pussies that seemed to be longing for something...
So people in the city asked the king to hold a parade for the new clothes. The king was very happy that his people loved him so much, and was willing to show the new clothes even if he could not see them.
The weaver gentlemen worked overtime and finally prepared their clothes on the day of the parade.
They asked the king to take off all his clothes, wrap the closest inner clothes, and then seriously do what he would wear for the king one by one. Look, this is underwear, they are very light, you wear it on your body like you only wear air.
When the weaver changed the king's clothes, the weaver touched the king's body and grabbed several handfuls of the king's soft buttocks.
The fabric was clearly as the weaver said, very gentle, as if nothing had happened.
But the king still felt that the two small mouths under him seemed to be as sensitive as they were rubbed by the fabric. He kept spitting out love juice. He felt that the juice from inside his body was flowing down his legs, but there was no feeling of the fabric being wet and sticking to his legs. The king couldn't help but feel relieved.
Your Highness, are you satisfied with this outfit?Asked the weaver gentlemen.
The king nodded, "Good, I will reward you."
The Weaver said, we know that His Highness has always promised a thousand dollars and we will be rewarded at the parade.
The king didn't care. He believed that there were countless treasures in his treasury, which were enough to meet the needs of these two weavers. Seeing that they seemed to want to participate in the parade with him, the king happily agreed.
The parade was to walk all the way from the castle to the largest square in the city, where the king could give speeches.
The king had a noble status and could sit in a gorgeous carriage dragged by four handsome horses. He allowed Mr. Weaver to sit with him, but the two Mr. Weaver Weaver had a strong and filled his not-wide chairs.
One of the strong men patted his thigh and said, "My respected king, if you don't dislike me, you can sit in my arms."
Mr. Weaver was wearing a tight dress, and he drew out the strong muscles on his thighs and the exaggerated big stuff under his crotch one by one. His Highness the King couldn't help but linger on the muscles and the huge roots in the middle. He swallowed and couldn't help but agree.
But the king of pity didn't know that he was not in a tiny strand at the moment. As soon as he got on Mr. Weaver, he felt that his anus seemed to be burned by the big hard object under him. He felt that the thing was still jumping, as if it was against his slit, rubbing up and down as the wheel rolled.
The king's waist suddenly became soft, and the vaginal fluid that seeped out of his anus wet Mr. Weaver's pants, making the big cock inside tighter.
Mr. Weaver was not honest. I don’t know when he had already put his huge root out of his pants and secretly fucked the past hips. Every time he pressed, he would grind his tender anus, causing the mouth to open and shrink hungrily and empty, as if he was looking forward to him entering.
The king couldn't help but grab the hand of Mr. Weaver behind him, um... The passionate desire burned the King's reason. He lifted his waist and took the initiative to sit towards the cock. It was so hard that as soon as the glans stretched open his anus, the king's whole body tangled. The thing was too thick, and he was sore and weak that he could not swallow more.
Mr. Weaver smiled slightly, grabbed the king's waist, and pressed down hard.
AhAhAh...comes in...AhAh... The king screamed. For the first time, he openly swallowed such a huge cock in the sight of the whole city. Because of his nervousness, his body was extremely sensitive. Mr. Weaver took it and hit Hikaru fiercely, and almost made him ejaculate.
He thought that if there were clothes blocking him, no one would notice him.
The other weaver was not idle either. He stroked the king's thighs and kept thrusting his fingers into the king's flower hole.
Um Ah, so comfortable... The king blushed, and he put his hand on the weaving arm in front of him, no, no, together... Um Ah... Slow down, Ah Ah, the heart of the chrysanthemum was hit again.
The people on both sides of the chariot looked red at this moment. They saw that their beautiful king was sitting naked on a huge purple-black cock, fucked so hard that they could not maintain balance. The vaginal fluid flowed out from the thighs, ticking all over the floor, and the king's wide open legs exposed his beautiful flower hole, his big hands were thrusting without any care, bringing out a lot of juice from time to time; the king's rosy face also had tears flowing out because of the stimulation too strong, and the spring water between his eyebrows and eyes was full of obsession with indulgence in pleasure.
The people below were all hard. While stroking quickly, they fantasized that they were sitting under the king, shaking their waists quickly, and fucking the noble pussy violently. In this way, they were so excited that most people ejaculated quickly, and some semen gradually came to the car, extremely lustful.
The weaver under the king was so good at fucking. He went into the depth and accurately fucked the anus every time. After a while, the king was fucked without focal length, his mind was blank, and there was only the pleasure of destruction. He jumped from the flower acupoint and anus to the limbs and bones. The thick and hot thing took care of the itching hidden under every fold in the anus corridor, bringing infinite comfort.
The king suppressed for a long time, and the moans became louder and louder. He began to rub his nipples by himself, begging the people under him to exert force more.
With such a lewd scene in front of him, the other Mr. Weaver couldn't mess with him. He asked the strong man who was fucking the king's anus to pick up the king's legs, and the flower hole was more open. Mr. Weaver inserted it in without hesitation.
AhAhAhAh The first time the smell of two pusses being filled with penis at the same time made the king panic and happy. AhAh, no, AhAh, which will be broken, cannot be discovered at the same time... AhAhAhAh... It feels so good and hard... Well Ah... It's not okay, don't come in together... Ah... It feels so comfortable, why is this happening...
He was hung in the air between the two of them, feeling his two cocks pressed into his deepest part one after another, torture him so that he could only feel happiness from the sensitive point. The king cried out, and his people would all discover his secret. However, the intense pleasure in his body made him unable to maintain his thinking smoothly, so he could only scream incoherently.
At this time, the prime minister, who was sitting in front of the car, turned around and walked over, gently stroked the king's cheek. The king's fair face was full of love. He had been fucked to the point of squirting once, and there were even puddles on the ground.
When the king saw the prime minister coming, he hurriedly reached out to grab him. Woo Ah, hurry up... AhAh, let them stop... AhAh is about to fuck him up... Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo
The prime minister kissed the king's red lips, and then pressed the king's hand on his cock and started to stroke it with him. My noble Highness, do you know that the people of the whole country love to see your lewd look.While holding the king's hand, the prime minister stroking his penis for himself, he pinched the king's small nipples. As soon as he finished speaking, the king who heard this said had no idea what he thought of. His body excitedly reached a climax again. Two streams of vaginal fluid poured out, and even the prime minister's clothes were wet.
Aren't you very comfortable too?The Prime Minister guided him and pointed at the people under the car who were staring at the king masturbating. My dear Your Highness, no one would love you because of your lewdness. They miss your body day and night, hoping to have the opportunity to feed you the cock together.
AhAh, huh...really, really...?The king gasped and pieced together the sentences with difficulty. He looked down and saw the people around him staring at him, his eyes full of evil, holding the thick cock in his hand, stroking it wildly, as if he was fucking him from a distance. The psychological stimulation made the king's body more and more sensitive, and the slightest sorrow between his eyebrows was gradually replaced by an indescribable joy.
The king agreed with the prime minister's opinion. He climaxed again and again in the arms of the two cloth men until he ate a lot of semen from the two people. His pussy was so stretched that it could not be closed. The vaginal fluid mixed with the turbid white liquid flowed all over his legs. At this time, they had already reached the largest central square.
The king had not yet come back to his senses from the afterglow of the climax. With an intoxicating smile, he asked the prime minister to carry himself down and attend the feast of his dear people.
The king no longer suppressed his desire, spread his body open, and showed his extremely seductive flower and anus as everyone showed him. He stroked his slightly bulging breasts, pulled his nipples, moaned high and low, begging people to fuck him hard with his big cock to satisfy him...
First, the senior officials and ministers clamped the king between his body and fucked him frantically, one after another. Then they didn't know who turned his body over and pressed his head under his crotch. The king opened his mouth and licked the cock in front of him like a delicious taste. He didn't care who was the thing inside his body, because the semen was similarly hot, and everyone could satisfy his slutty heart and bring him intense pleasure. The feeling of being squeezed by the cock was much better than changing into new clothes...
The king continued to climax under the uninterrupted rape of people, and his vaginal fluid was covered in his body. Because he drank too much semen, his belly grew up visible to the naked eye, as if he had been pregnant for several months.
The people who loved him were obsessed with stroking his swelling belly, and the penis buried in the king's body grew a few more times.
The king showed an obsessed and lewd smile between his cock. He knew that in the future, there would be more hot big babies to satisfy his body and mind.
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