lit. desire for a dream, bewitching a butterfly (idiom); fig. blissful dreams

Author: snow_xefd (snowfan)

(A)

“Zhuang Zhou, it’s my mom.” Meng Die hung up her cell phone and came to say to Zhuang Zhou with an embarrassed face, “There’s something going on at home she wants me to go back now.”

“Ah?” Zhuang Zhou was a little surprised, today he celebrated his birthday, the future mother in law is aware of ah, “Is it something very important? Do you want me to go back with you?”

“No need, Shizuku and I will be fine. By the way, you give me the key, my bag is still placed at your place, I’ll let Xiao Wen send it to you in a while.” While saying that, Meng Die showed an apologetic smile to Zhuang Zhou’s classmates and friends who were sitting around the dining table boat.

Receiving the key, Meng Die flew and gave a shallow print on Zhuang Zhou’s mouth and whispered, “Happy Birthday.” Then left with a red face.

Touching his lips with a reminiscent look on his face, Zhuang Zhou annoyed a few bachelors at the table, and someone started to ask loudly, “How is it? Zhuang Zhou, you’ve already gotten engaged, it’s time to do the future sister-in-law!”

A roar of laughter.

Zhuang Zhou touched his head and turned red, “Fuck you, there are still three months to get married, what’s the hurry.”

“By the way, it’s not you kid who can’t do it, right? Then don’t hold up our schoolgirl, there’s still a lot of people here who haven’t died.”

“You don’t get to say whether it works or not, you have to ask your sister-in-law. Isn’t that right?”

“This kid is just blessed. Unlike me, I’ve only ever dreamed of something so good.”

Zhuang Zhou also do not and they are concerned, happy to continue to drink wine, review his twenty-five years of life, really is incredibly smooth, born in a small capital of the family, parents and amicable, from childhood to Zhuang Zhou have not experienced what is the family’s misfortunes. The famous university, he looks mediocre with patience and perseverance to the next door to the university of their own two years of the school flower chased into a girlfriend. No wonder the people here today would have the will to vent their dissatisfaction when they saw Meng Die, a beauty known for her shyness and gentleness, offering her fragrant lips in public.

After all, we are good friends, the grievances will be dispersed and then a round of drinking. To Xiao Wen came back to give the key to the Zhuangzhou, in addition to how to drink will not get drunk Zhuangzhou, the boys all drink hot blood up.

Finally go back, no drunken Zhuangzhou own taxi back, have a girlfriend good luck some people to pick up, and that three or four bachelors help each other to call the back of the car, but also really let a person feel bleak.

Rolling down the window, the cool wind blew across Zhuang Zhou’s forehead, recalling his fiancée’s moving figure, coupled with the words of the coaxing just now, the speaker had no intention of listening, as if the alcohol was pooled in the crotch, the belly of a hot. If not for the fact that he promised Meng Die would wait until after the wedding, the last time they went to the beach together to play, he would have gotten what he wanted.

He was a little funny patting himself even some hardening of the rod, what’s the hurry, not just three months, it will soon be over. Do three months of virginity, so what?

But Xiaowen is also really, originally their own so much looking forward to Meng Die’s birthday gift, but was lost by this stupid girl, Meng Die in their own and not good to say anything, even more annoying is that this woman even sent himself a box of condoms, said what even three months after the wedding congratulatory gift together. When the time comes, this girl must be kicked outside the church.

Touching the box in his pocket, Zhuang Zhou couldn’t help but sigh, another three months before he could use it. How did he not think of this gripping thing when he was engaged for the wedding period, but his woman was not good at it?

This thing obviously educated the male friends around Zhuang Zhou, if you do not have a thick skin and do not recognize the merits, do not commit to what is beyond your power, no one will sympathize with you.

Opening the door to the room, the house was pitch black, but in a while, I believe that there would be warm light waiting for him inside the house. Zhuang Zhou turned on the electric light, and then toured his house with some complacency, if there would be someone waiting for him in his bedroom at this moment, it would be simply wonderful.

Sighing, he pushed his way into the bedroom and turned on the light in preparation for undressing.

“You’re back.” A soft voice, full of shyness echoed in the bedroom. Zhuang Zhou looked over in the direction of the voice and looked with some disbelief at the delicate figure on the large double bed, Meng Die.

Meng Die wearing a slightly conservative white pajamas, that is his pajamas, and can not very well cover her chest beautiful skin, she leaned on the cushion at the head of the bed, long and slender neck, wrapped gifts with the ribbon tied a beautiful bow, Jianshui pupils do not dare to look directly at Zhuang Zhou’s fiery gaze, look diagonally at their own and curved legs, charming face covered with a halo red, as if exhausting all their life’s courage to stammer and say “This …… is a birthday gift for you, like …… like it?”

The knot in his throat rolled up and down a bit, Zhuang Zhou only felt a dryness in his throat, it should be Xiao Wen’s idea, otherwise Meng Die should not be able to do such a bold move, but pairing up with one’s own good work is not something a man would do.

He walked over and stroked Meng Die’s burning cheeks, not quite daring to believe, “Is this true?”

Meng Die sidled her head a bit poutingly, “I’m right here, would it still be fake?” After saying that, her face reddened even more.

Zhuang Zhou excitedly tightly embraced Meng Die in his arms, emotionally kissing her earlobes, cheeks, and then her reddish cherry lips, “I love it, this is the best birthday gift I’ve ever received.”

“Hate.” Meng Die buried her head deeply into his arms, not daring to let him see her blushing face, her thin mosquito-like voice seemingly real complaining, “It’s all because of Xiaowen, flirting with people to do this kind of thing ……”

Embracing her slowly lying down, Zhuang Zhou didn’t dare to breathe along the curve of Meng Die’s pretty back, carefully moving towards the holy peaks, when his hands covered the plump roundness, he sent out sublime thanks to Xiao Wen from the bottom of his heart. The delicate body under the pajamas trembled a little because of the tension, letting the elastic breasts convey this tension to Zhuang Zhou’s hands, he tenderly stroked and suppressed his own nervousness, whispering comfortingly, “Don’t be afraid, Meng Die, I …… won’t be sorry for you. “

Meng Die put back her hands that instinctively wanted to cover her chest and hung her head, not daring to look at Zhuang Zhou’s face, but a pair of small, soft hands climbed up the buttons of his shirt, showing her determination with her actions.

Not satisfied with being blocked by the pajamas, Zhuang Zhou tried to put his hand into the loose neckline of the pajamas, Meng Die trembled for a moment, and his body shrank back to avoid it. He didn’t dare to be abrupt, so he stroked the neckline of the piece of provocative whiteness, the slippery skin seems to have a regal suction.

Meng Die gradually began to let out a low gasp, his shirt had been completely undone by her, as if she was seeking some kind of solace, a pair of catkins unconsciously roamed along his firm musculature.

“Xiao Die, you are so beautiful ……” exclaimed in her ear, and he kissed the ribbon on her neck, untied it with his mouth, and then kept on imprinting his own mark on that jade neck.

Letting out a slurred moan, Meng Die’s head tilted back in response to his nibbling, completely at a loss for words and at his mercy.

The swelling in his lower body had begun to ache a little, and he took her hand and guided it downward. Pulling back the chain of his pants, he guided her small hand to his erect rod, and after cringing for a moment, the warm palm of his hand surrounded the fiery rod, but had absolutely no idea what to do with it merely resting there.

Tentatively starting to move towards the mysterious stream valley, Zhuang Zhou nervously felt along the delicate skin a little bit.

But just as he was about to probe into the edge of his underwear, Meng Die suddenly pushed him away.

“How …… what happened?” Zhuang Zhou was a little nervous, was the completely inexperienced himself doing something wrong?

“You …… you haven’t bathed yet.” Meng Die blushed and pushed him a bit, seemingly petulant expression made Zhuang Zhou’s heartbeat almost missed a few beats.

Hurriedly rushing into the bathroom, he panicked and began to scrub himself, his already fully swollen rod wiggling a little impatiently, the warm feeling of hot water running over it making him even more excited for that really warm, delicate body in a while. Carefully cleaning every inch of his rod, he muttered to himself half-jokingly, “I’m counting on you this time, don’t embarrass me.”

Hurriedly wiping the water off his body, not even bothering to put on his pajamas, he rushed back to the bedroom, and through the half-length of his wetly hanging hair, the beautiful view from the bed was all he could see. The light had been turned into an ambiguous dim yellow, Meng Die hid herself under the wide quilt, half of her face hiding under the quilt, only a pair of watery eyes with three parts timidity and seven parts shyness looking at his naked body. Eyes glanced at the side of the bed neatly folded pajamas and above the panties were removed, lower body a burst of tightness, slightly weakened meat stick once again hardened to the maximum.

“Xiaodie, I’m coming …… “Zhuang Zhou swallowed his saliva and gently lifted the corner of the quilt, Meng Die turned her body with a blushing face and turned her back to him, he opened his arms and drilled into the quilt while smoothly embracing the beautiful soft petite body, warm fragrance and soft jade in the embrace, making his heart The warmth and softness of the jade in his arms made his heart seem to jump out of his chest. The soft curve of his back fit perfectly in his embrace, smooth skin with some nervous sweat, he couldn’t help but embrace her more tightly, Meng Die curled up her legs because of nervousness, the hot desire of the erection is exactly sandwiched in the middle of the uplifted buttocks after the following.

As if burned, she cringed a little, and to relax her tightness, he tenderly kissed the back of her neck in a sloppy manner, lightly touching the sensitive ear beads from time to time. Trying hard to restrain the urge to penetrate, he patiently caressed according to the method he had learned through various channels before, one hand first on the back, then to the waist, gradually moving down a little bit to the more sensitive area.

“Boat, I’m so scared ……,” she whispered, her slender pink legs curling up together as if to avoid the large hand that was about to probe her buttocks.

Zhuang Zhou heart has been so nervous that it is about to explode, although the hand maneuvered countless times, but really on the battlefield when charging just this young girl’s skin tender touch is about to let him explode, because the legs curved up, the peak of the buttocks of the natural taut, just slightly moved the tip of the buttocks rubbing over the hot glans, let him heart a burst of comfort. Don’t panic, he told himself over and over again in his heart don’t panic, but helplessly before in all kinds of website to read the skills are now forgotten, mind a blank, only by instinct domination of the hand began to rub in the soft plump buttocks flesh, and try to approach the mysterious garden between the stocks.

“Boat …… please …… please be gentle.” Whispering like a deer, she grasped his wrist back a little nervously as the fingers were already, if anything, touching the most tender petals of her bush.

“I will.” He responded dryly, trying to restrain the urge of his lower hand to go further inward, stopping where he was to press against the hot skin of her inner thighs, caressing it tenderly, while his upper hand passed through her armpit, embracing the back of her neck on one side and moving carefully to the sacred peaks on the other.

Her hand clasped his, then hesitantly let go. Getting the signal, he no longer hesitated a hand to cover the soft and delicate breasts, the elastic fullness of the breast ball magnetically attracted his palm, the buds gradually became hard under the rubbing of his hand.

The fiery heat from the tips of her breasts gradually reached the depths of her belly, and together with the pleasure coming from the sensitive skin of her inner thighs that was being caressed, they converged deeper into the garden, and she shyly folded her legs together and twisted her body slightly, but she still couldn’t stop that stream of heat that was slowly flowing outward from the depths of her body, “Boat …… I’m so hot. “

Divining his head from behind her back, he kissed his way up behind her ear all the way to eager red lips, and she shifted, responding with a sideways glance, their lips and tongues twisting together, the fire in his lower body unable to hold back any longer as he sucked on her silky lilacs and listened to her melodious sniffles.

“Xiao Die …… I want you, I want you ……” He looked into her eyes, not hiding his impatient desire.

“Boat ……” she cried out his name softly, then rolled over, her tightly joined legs shyly spreading slightly apart as she reached down and gently took hold of his swollen-to-the-maximum rod, whispering so quietly that she was barely audible, “Please , love me well ……”

He gasped, and suddenly the covers lifted to the side, and she let out a cry of pleasure and tried to shrink up, but her slender legs were firmly pulled apart by his hands, “Die, let me take a good look at you ……”

“You …… hate ……” She covered her face with her hands but stopped curling up. The moving nude body was completely displayed in front of his eyes under the bright light.

The skin, which was originally as white as ivory, was now glowing pink because of the love tide and sweat, the nipples, which were originally soft, were now standing up proudly because of the pleasure and anticipation, and the mysterious garden, which was originally tightly closed in the sparse hair, was now slightly opening up the tightly closed palace gate because of the determination and love. His eyes traveled all the way down, finally locking firmly onto the vaguely watery glistening splash of pinkness between his twins.

Invade …… Possess …… Combine …… A series of commands were given without any thought at all, and he covered her body, as if completely dominated by instinct, and kept on using his hard rod to He pushed against her pubic mound, but with no experience, he couldn’t find the entrance to the pin.

The hot glans pushed up between her legs, pushing her all over the place, and the few times it hit her pussy nucleus made her body tremble. She lowered her head and looked at Zhuang Zhou’s busy and sweaty face, swallowed her saliva, bit her lower lip and stretched out her small hand, holding the meat stick with two fingers and shyly guiding it to the outside of her vaginal opening. There, although it couldn’t be called completely wet, there was a trace of love liquid lubricating the tightly closed pussy door.

The glans pressed against the depression in that pinkish mass, the soft warmth of his private parts almost made him cum just like that. He hastily bent down, hands propped up beside her and pushed in hard, only to feel his glans pierce into Meng Die’s body violently, the hot tender flesh tightly lassoed it, soft and wet, and also kept writhing and contracting, sucking his body numb.

Meng Die, however, miserably whitened her little face, braced her hands on his chest, and said in a trembling voice, “Boat, don’t …… don’t be so hard, I …… I’m in pain.”

He was on the edge of his seat, his taut rod almost dominating his body, wanting to burrow and squeeze hard into the soft depths of that cunt and then thrust freely in a pleasure that was far beyond the ability of his hands to simulate.

“Little butterfly, the pain over this …… will be fine.” He comforted while thrusting hard, and the front of the glans came from the feeling of something being stretched and pierced, and then warm liquid seeped out along the place that had been broken open, while she let out a suppressed cry of pain, and said softly with tearful eyes, “Boat …… please… . please be gentle, I …… I seem to be cracking there …… oooh ……”

He hastily kissed the tears on her cheeks and apologized, “I’m sorry …… I’m sorry, it was me, I was rude. I won’t move.”

He resisted the urge to stop moving, the tender flesh inside her vagina pushing tightly against the rod, contracting as much as her breath as her chest rose and fell, and even without the thrusting it was still so much more pleasurable than when he masturbated.

After a few moments of such a stalemate, both of their naked bodies were covered in crystallized sweat, especially Zhuang Zhou, who was enduring it very hard.

“Boat …… are you …… very difficult ……” Meng Die watery looked at him, some apologetic look.

Zhuang Zhou laughed foolishly and touched her face and said, “It’s me who hurt you, it’s only right for me to endure it. Seeing you in so much pain, I don’t feel good in my heart either.”

She bit her lip and moved down, her vagina that was tightly clamped to the meat stick rubbed against the meat stem as she moved, she moaned in pain and whispered, “Boat …… doesn’t hurt so much, it’s just …… just swollen and so uncomfortable, as though like something is growing in my stomach …… you …… move it ……”

Her innocent and puzzled expression was unspeakably obscene, making him more impulsive, and the sound of moving it made him feel like he was being pardoned, so he did not hesitate to revitalize his waist, and pushed his long-suffering rod deep into the depths of Meng Die’s vagina, and only stopped when it reached the deepest part of the soft and tender flesh.

Meng Die let out a kitten-like whimper, her hands clenching the sheets all at once, the muscles in her vagina wrapping up in both pain and excitement as they came into contact with an unfamiliar visitor for the first time.

“Xiaodie …… ha ah …… ha ah …… your bottom …… is so tight. It’s too …… comfortable ……” As if there were countless suction cups attached to the penis, the urge to ejaculate traveled straight to the tail root of the spinal cord after two hard pumps.

Meng Die inclined her head and blushed in shame, saying in a delicate voice, “You, you hate …… saying …… saying such nasty things.”

The ears are crispy soft gasping moans, underneath is the soft and beautiful lover’s delicate body, the crotch’s pleasure is amplified exponentially by the psychological satisfaction, Zhuang Zhou can no longer hold back, desperately last last a few more thrusts, a burst of electric current like pleasure at the back of his waist, he hurriedly held tightly to Meng Die’s naked body, letting the penis deeply inserted into her delicate virginal cunt, a large number of jets of blazing semen, to mark the territory that had never been invaded territory.

In that pleasurable and overwhelming climax, Zhuang Zhou only felt a dizzy spell in his brain and his mind went blank ……

(b)

“Strange …… he ejaculated. Dr. Faucher, does your therapy work or not?”

Strange …… what language is this …… why do you understand yourself? The eyes are so dark …… What is going on? This is Meng Die’s voice …… Why does she speak this strange language?

“That just goes to show the greatness of my therapy. At least, his sexual nerves have returned to normal. I’m sure with a little more stimulation he’ll wake up.”

What? Who is this old man? What wake up? Am I …… I asleep?

“Well, go ahead and give it a try. He’s been asleep for almost a month now, and if he doesn’t wake up, the Frye Group will be a group of plants, and that’s kinda funny.”

Meng Die what are you talking about …… what Star Group …… what Fry? What are you talking about! One month?

We …… haven’t just had a …… nightmare? Was it a nightmare?

In the boundless darkness, suddenly his brain seemed to be struck by lightning, then as if a blazing knife slowly sliced down along the top of his head inch by inch, the dull pain made him want to scream, but no sound could come out of his mouth, as if there was some kind of lasso on it.

The pain was getting more intense, and the current that was running through his brain was still getting stronger ……

“Ah!” He violently broke free from the thing covering his mouth and screamed out loudly, and his eyes also violently opened, then a large stream of thick liquid with a pungent taste was instantly poured into his mouth, at the same time …… countless unfamiliar memories were poured into his mind as if they had descended from the heavens, and no matter whether it was the memories or the liquid, it was almost drowning him to death ……

When he opened his eyes again, what he was lying on was already a very odd bed, and although the sheets and stuff looked hospital-like, there were some strange metal instruments attached all over the end of the bed, and the jumbled memories in his head were too much for him to sort out, and he painfully shifted his body before realizing that he was completely naked.

“You’re finally awake.” A familiar, gentle voice came from beside the bed, and although it spoke a completely foreign language, he was able to understand it, as if he had learned that language at birth.

“Mr. Bart? Mr. Bart Fry? How are you feeling?” It was the old guy’s voice.

The name in his memory overlapped with the call of these two people, and despite the strangeness he knew that it was indeed his name, he inclined his head, and the old man standing beside the bed couldn’t attract the slightest bit of his attention, and he focused on the beautiful woman who was looking at him with concern, the dark hair, the bright eyes, the playful and straight nose, all of them were so familiar, and he opened his mouth, wanting to call her Xiaodie, wanting to ask her what this is all about, but the words As soon as he left his mouth but turned into, “Who are you …… Where am I?”

That’s right, his intuition and confused memories told him that this was not Xiaodie, not the gentle woman who was about to become his wife.

The woman worriedly reached out and touched his forehead, sighed and said, “I’m Zhuang’er, have you lost your memory?”

“Makeup?” He felt a headache and held his head in his hands.

“You gave me that ridiculous name! I’m Drim Frye, your wife, don’t you remember?”

The old man in white hurriedly pulled her and said, “Mrs. Frye, calm down, your husband just woke up, he may not have fully recovered his brain yet.”

He opened his mouth in confusion and yelled, making the situation even more unmanageable, “Listen, you guys! I ain’t no Fry! My name is not Bart! I …… I’m a very ordinary Chinese man! My name is Zhuang Zhou! Now someone fucking tell me what the hell is going on here!”

The old man looked at him strangely and said in surprise, “Mrs. Frye, has your husband …… crossed over like those fools …… who do the show on the entertainment programs? How could he …… bring up that long ago land on a planet so far away?”

A distant planet? A long ago land? He asked in a shaky voice, “What do you mean? This …… is not Earth?”

Makeup stomped her feet in some anger, her heels made of some metal stomping loudly on the floor made of the same material, “I should have churned those damn chips in your study into titanium slag in a blender a long time ago! Now don’t you dare tell me that you’re a Chinese man living happily in a place called Earth with a beautiful wife and an amicable family where there are trees and flowers and animals and a damn condom called the ozone layer!”

He also got a little angry and yelled, “Why can’t I tell you this! I would have lived through it that way!”

Makeup gasped so hard her delicate face flushed a little, and as she pulled him up and yanked him over to one of the odd submarine porthole-like round windows, she pushed his head outward and screamed low in his ear, “I can understand you losing your memory! I’m also responsible for the flying machine falling! But you’d better not go psycho on me! I can cure you of anything but psychosis! You keep your eyes open! This is Fantasia-72, an artificial planet! There’s no China, no trees, no flowers, no animals, and no ozone layer that leaks like a funny condom! The kind of novels and movies that depict thousands of years ago are played for entertainment! I’ve tolerated you enough when you’re addicted to those things and have deserted the family business! And now you’re claiming that you’re a Chinese on Earth?”

He didn’t retort a word because he was completely dumbfounded.

Outside the window was a gray sky, as if there was a huge reflective shroud covering the entire planet, and underneath the sky was a twisted and crowded assortment of oddly shaped buildings filling up the ground densely. And the sky was as congested as a highway, with all kinds of flying machines flying around constantly challenging his poor imagination. This is not Earth, this …… where is this ……

Seeing that he didn’t react, Zhuang’er’s anger seemed to subside a bit, she helped him sit back on the edge of the bed, suppressing her fire and said: ”I know that you’re not clear about your injuries this time, and you may have some brain problems. I’ll finish the discharge procedures, let’s go home, you take a good rest, you’ll be fine. I will notify the family to prepare a receiving gift for you in a while. You just don’t think about it.”

He sat on the edge of the bed with a confused thud, his lifeless eyes catching sight of the gleaming metal instrument across the room, its casing clearly reflecting his likeness – a blonde man in his late thirties, slightly fat and bloated and naked, his skin as pale as if he’d never seen the sun.

He closed his eyes in despair and lay back down on the bed.

Makeup sighed and said to the doctor, “Dr. Faucher, let’s go get discharged. Thank you very much for your treatment. I’ll transfer the cost of this visit to your account as soon as possible ……”

The two walked out as they spoke. The hemispherical door slid shut automatically. In the quiet room, the tearful he-Mr. Bart was left.

Getting dressed and leaving the hospital, he sat down in the huge craft, where he quietly hunkered down in the soft couch and listened to Makeup patiently talk about the strangers who had been born to him.

He was thirty-two years old and had married his current wife, then twenty-year-old Drem Farah, the woman he had renamed Makeup, when he was thirty. For two years they had no children, because he insisted on a natural birth and Makeup wanted to genetically modify the fetus, he insisted on a daughter and Makeup only wanted a son. He was the sole legal heir to the Frye Group, but had no talent or interest in business, and thankfully managed to keep the group afloat with the help of this capable wife.

His lifelong interest is to spend a lot of money shrinking in his exclusive villa, watching all kinds of entertainment items, and doing dirty deals with the black market that many rich men are doing. This genetic technology has been very advanced nowadays, the law does not govern the area is full of disgusting profane human transactions. There are even rich people who are tired of reformed human beings and buy natural human beings at high prices to carry out all kinds of perverted acts.

But to what extent he was perverted, Makeup wasn’t very clear about it, or wouldn’t go into details out of disgust. A while ago, he had become obsessed with the fantasy novels and sci-fi movies depicting the happy life of that place called Earth in the Middle Ages, and had fallen in love with those antique adult discs, spending a large amount of money to study the history of that time period for two or three years. Almost to the point of hating the fact that I was a mortal from that time period.

With a helpless and tired face, Makeup leaned against the back of the chair and said in a suppressed whisper, “I really didn’t expect that you would be addicted to this extent. I put up with it when you did that kind of thing with the black market deal, but this time you’ve disappointed me too much.”

He clutched his head in confusion and said, “I’m sorry …… I’m sorry …… but …… but I do have a mess on my mind. “

Zhuang’er sighed and hugged him tenderly, saying softly, “Rest for a while, you’ll be fine. The family has prepared your favorite dinner for you. When you get back home, everything will be fine.”

Going home …… Going home? Can flying in such a metal shell that looks like a giant beetle to a place you have no recollection of be called going home?

His hands were painfully blindfolded, unwilling to look any further at the metallic-colored sights that swept by around him.

It wasn’t until the entire cockpit shook slightly and the hatch slid open to either side with a giggle that he dropped his hands and stood up to follow Makeup.

In front of him was a manor far different from the strange buildings he had just seen, but …… a huge townhouse more similar to the villa he had recognized. He couldn’t help but ask in surprise, “Is this …… our home?”

Zhuang’er turned back somewhat in a bad mood and said, “It wasn’t because you insisted on building it like this, and wanted to hire someone at a high price to smuggle some greenery over from Ord 04, causing the Smuggling Investigation Section to visit our house several times. I just don’t understand what the point of this backward space-wasting building pattern is besides wasting money. What you’re doing is as boring as an ancient thug.”

He smiled awkwardly along with the driver next to him-a little twelve or thirteen year old girl in a kitschy driving suit-said with a grin, “Ma’am, it’s not the first day the owner’s been bored.”

It was then that he noticed the little girl, who was pretty, but a little too young, “This, this is our driver?”

Makeup gave him a blank look and grunted, “You overpaid for a smuggled robot, and now you’re going to ask me about it?”

That little girl child immediately squatted on the ground very sadly, drawing circles with her hands and whimpering, “Master is so excessive, he doesn’t even remember Die’er.”

Makeup said with some anxiety, “Don’t use your name when you talk!” Then turning to him and pointing to his forehead, she said, “And you! How many times have I told you to change her name, it sounds like she and I are on the same level!”

Die’er spat out her tongue, “Master set it up like this, Die’er can’t do anything about it. If Madam has the password, just help Die’er change it.”

The three of them entered the house while talking, and after the door of the room automatically opened and closed, the lamps inside immediately lit up, and the golden hall was not sci-fi, but it looked like something he remembered having seen before.

Makeup took off the metal tunic she was wearing and tossed it aside, her feet shook off her heels and rubbed her heels, “874, take Mr. Bart to his room to dine, I’m tired, the décor in here looks old fashioned as hell, I’m going back to my room to take a shower, don’t wait for me to dine, this time it’s a model I bought for you, it’s not to my liking, I’ll be over there later. “

He reached out to call out to Zhuang’er, but he was really a bit scared of her in his heart, so he didn’t shout out. Thinking to himself that if he really couldn’t, he would just ask Die’er, it looked like this cute robot was more closely related to him.

Going up to the third floor, Butterfly pointed to a door and said, “Master, this is your room, although the bedroom is on Madam’s side, but you haven’t gone to sleep in a while, so Madam has become nagging, and you’re responsible for that.”

He stammered in response and said, “There are a lot of things I can’t think of, can you tell me?”

Die’er smiled cheekily and said, ”When did master speak so politely? Die’er is so unaccustomed to it. Die’er went to change the master’s favorite clothes, the master went in first to dine. This time’s is a high-priced goods, only a little bit cheaper than master’s favorite kind oh …… but madam definitely won’t like it, master just feel free to eat more.”

Butterfly said with a smile as she walked, “Actually, this kind of high-class food, it’s better for couples to eat separately.”

He was confused by what he heard but pushed his way in, he did feel hungry, and if there was food he would fill his stomach before tackling his brain.

Inside the door was a very large room, there were several other doors, the room that entered seemed to be a dining room, in the middle of several long sofas was a short and long dining table filled with plates, bowls, knives and forks, at the end of it was a huge wall like an LCD screen, and the rest of it was nothing more, the furnishings were very simple. At the table stood a young girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, the hotness of her figure was very inconsistent with her innocent-looking smiling face. Seeing him come in, the young girl immediately walked over respectfully, bowed and said, “Good evening Mr. Bart, I’m LOF – TF19052, I’ll be in charge of your dinner tonight.”

It was then that he noticed that the young girl was wearing only an apron, and this bowing brought her naked pink body into full view.

Especially those plump breasts that jiggled so tantalizingly.

Barely pulling his eyes to the side, he walked over to sit at the table and said, “Okay …… I get it.”

The young girl came up behind him and picked up a napkin and put it on his lap, her large body just in front of his eyes, challenging his sanity, and he could clearly feel that his cock was fully erect and was pushing against the crotch of his pants, rubbing it even a little painfully.

The young girl set out the dishes, then took off her apron and brought in a large basin of fresh water, then stood in and just washed her body with the water so naked.

He watched strangely as the girl carefully cleaned every part of her body, from her towering breasts to between her red pussy lips, and when she turned her back to him and bent down to clean those tiny feet, he finally couldn’t hold back, and jerked to his feet, walked over, and wrapped his arms around the young girl from behind, and with his hands covering those breasts, he rubbed them desperately.

Himself is Bart …… Meng Die is nonexistent …… Then, what do you do, is not considered to be sorry for anyone, he self consoled, and opened his mouth to kiss messily on that young girl s body. That young girl’s skin is incredibly smooth and tender, also with a good smell of fresh fragrance, so that he kissed under the hand is no longer difficult to stop, and hastily pushed the young girl to the dining table to get down, and began to solve his own pants.

The young girl turned around quizzically and said, “Mr. Bart, do you need any special services before dinner?”

He thought about his status, a rich broad, maybe this girl is deliberately seducing himself, so as to earn more extra money, so he said, “That’s right, if you let me come once, and I’m comfortable, there’s no shortage of benefits for you.”

The young girl didn’t struggle or resist, but frowned and said, “Mr. Bart, our company won’t be responsible if the quality of your meal is affected as a result.”

Where was he to worry about that, he stood behind the young girl and spread her feet open, spread the fresh pussy lips with his fingers, rubbed his glans against the pussy door, and plunged in without hesitation.

Although there was not much juice lubrication, his thick rod still smoothly penetrated all the way in, this girl is really no longer a virgin, he could not help but feel some inexplicable annoyance, his hands pinched the watery buttocks, vigorously raping up.

The young girl frowned and said, “Mr. Bart …… when your wife ordered …… it was said that the couple was together, so, we didn’t prepare to have a special service… …”

Couple? He snapped out of it, it seemed like Makeup was coming over after her bath in a moment, and even though he felt in his heart that it was okay for her to see him, he was still a little scared. Just this young girl vagina blazing cavity meat shrinking and sucking the stick inserted, let him just pull out, but how can not do.

“She won’t say anything, just keep your ass up! Cut the other crap!” There was some angst in him and his tone became menacing, but there was the illusion that this was himself as he spoke the words.

The young girl hmmm’d and puckered her ass high in the air, while also beginning to sway her thin waist, skillfully pleasuring him.

The layers of tender flesh inside his cunt rubbed against him and he shuddered, and although the young girl’s cunt seemed quite long and couldn’t be pushed to the end, just the mere fact of being tightly strangled by his cock itself was very pleasurable.

He clasped the young girl’s plump breasts squeezed onto the tabletop with both hands, the flesh of which was so soft and tender beyond his imagination that it was almost as if it would be pinched if he pressed too hard. He pinched and rubbed desperately, and his cock pumped vigorously, but the young girl just flushed a little in her cheeks and neither cried out in pain nor moaned in pleasure, causing him to get a little frustrated.

He turned the young girl’s body upside down and held those small feet in front of his chest, Meng Die’s feet were very nice to look at, every time she wore sandals in the summer, he could not help but stare at her feet for half a day. And now these feet, even more small and beautiful, pink and tender let a person look at can not help but bite on a bite. He took a bite of a toe, sucking up the full and soft toe belly, his heart oiled a wave of excitement and satisfaction.

The young girl’s foot was taken into her mouth, and suddenly her whole body tensed up and her mouth moaned loudly, as if this was more stimulating than the penis pumping in her vagina, and the elastic vagina contracted violently, except that somehow there was still not much love juice.

But the young girl’s moans had greatly stimulated him, and he only felt a tightening at the root of his cock, and knowing that an orgasm was approaching, he gave a few hard final thrusts and shot his thick semen deep into the young girl’s vagina.

He lay on his back gasping for air on that young girl’s soft body, unwilling to get up. The young girl nudged him, “Mr. Bart, get up, I have to clean up or your wife will complain.”

“Complaints? What is she going to complain about?” He laughed, suddenly thinking that it would seem even more exciting if he could rape this young girl one more time in front of her. That face, which was the same as Meng Die’s, but a completely different personality, made him feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

Unexpectedly, his familiar voice immediately came from the other side of the door, “I’ll be sure to file a complaint if she doesn’t get cleaned up. It’s your business if you’d like to eat cum, I’m not interested in eating that disgusting stuff at dinner time.”

(c)

He stood up in some embarrassment, and the young girl immediately got up and squatted in that tub of water, spreading her pussy lips with her fingers and picking her hand outward to wash the sticky cum.

Zhuang’er hummed as she walked over and sat down. She had changed into a soft silk robe, and her whole body was almost like Meng Die’s when she wasn’t talking, and he couldn’t help but look at her.

“You’re really interested, even this kind of thing you can get on so enjoyably. If I had known, I should have ordered another model for you to get high alone. It’s a shame I wanted to dine with you.”

He smiled awkwardly and rubbed the back of his head, “Wouldn’t it be better to move …… around and eat.”

Makeup grunted and urged up the young girl, “Hurry up. I’m already hungry.”

The young girl nodded her head in a hurry, “Okay, okay, it’ll be done soon.”

He couldn’t help but wonder a little and said, “What are you in such a hurry for, isn’t the food up yet.”

Zhuang’er looked at him strangely, then said as if she suddenly realized, “So you can’t even remember this, I said that normally, although you’re a person who’s nasty, and you definitely want to rape before you eat something yourself, it’s not so bad that you even raped the thing we’re going to eat together.”

“What did you …… you say?”

Makeup pointed her hand toward the young girl, “That’s our dinner. I wouldn’t be interested in eating this female model if I didn’t have to join you.”

His mouth was open, unable to speak, only froze looking at the young girl who was drying herself with a towel, how to see …… that is also a living girl ……

That young girl dried her feet and then climbed directly onto the table, climbed between the two men and said with a smile, “This time our company has attached a new formula of synthetic milk as an extra, may I ask if you need it?” Saying that, she sat on her knees on the table and used her hands to hold up a pair of round and plump breasts.

Makeup brought over a cup, “Pour it in the cup. Just go ahead and feed him.”

That teenage girl hmmm, bent down and aimed her red tender nipple at the mouth of the cup, first used her fingers to gouge on the nipple for a few times, then her hands pushed and squeezed from the root of her breasts to the tip of her nipples, and with a zippy sound a tiny white arrow of water shot into the cup. That young girl squeezed for a while and squeezed a cup full. At the same time Zhuang’er picked up that cup and drank from it, that young girl moved in front of him, holding her other breast in her hand and brought it up to his face.

He gasped for air, his mind so confused that he didn’t know what to do for a moment. The young girl said softly, “Mr. Bart, please take the nipple.”

He opened his mouth dumbfounded, and a soft, tender nipple was shoved into his mouth.

He tried a few sucks, but nothing came out.

The young girl softly instructed, “Please bite the front end a little harder.”

Bite? He pressed his teeth up and down on the nipple but couldn’t get down, wouldn’t it hurt to bite down like this ……

Makeup drank half the cup and urged with some impatience, “Are you planning to eat dinner until tomorrow morning?”

He crossed his heart, bit down hard, with his teeth together, the nipple was so bitten down a section, he was shocked, hastily went to look at the girl’s face, the girl was no pain, but instead of orgasm generally comfortable and shivering, still do not forget to squeeze the beautiful breasts with both hands.

A stream of sweet milk immediately flowed all over his mouth, and he sucked and swallowed it in great gulps, his whole face flushed with excitement, as if something dormant was awakening from his heart, causing him both fear and anticipation.

After inhaling for a while and not being able to inhale anything, the young girl returned to the table, this time, but instead of kneeling, she laid flat on her back, “LOF – TF 19052 is ready, thank you for patronizing our company, and I hope that this dinner has been satisfactory to all of you. If you have any comments or would like to complain about the lack of service, please call to XXXX-XXXX-XXXXXX-XXXX, I hope to be of service to you next time.” With that said, the young girl stopped talking and instead reached out and began to coat her entire body with unknown spices and golden colored grease like stuff.

Makeup poked the teenage girl on one side of her breast with her fork and said faintly, “No paint on this side.”

With that said, a fork was stabbed into that breast in one go. Bright red liquid oozed out from where it had been stabbed in, said it was blood, but it was way less than it should have been.

Seeing his strange look, Zhuang’er said coldly, “What are you looking at, there’s only so much blood at most, it’s against the decree if you bleed more, I really don’t know what you men think, beasts like to see blood.”

He said dumbly, “No …… no, I was trying to say …… this …… this is obviously a human being! How …… how can it be food!”

Makeup’s eyes widened in surprise, “Well, it’s not your fault you lost your memory. It’s not really a human, it’s just a modified creature. It’s just that …… there aren’t many families that can afford to eat humanoid modified creatures. Then again, it makes me laugh when someone who has bought real girls on the black market and eaten them says something like that to me.”

What …… what? He was truly taken aback by this, and the knife and fork in his hand fell to the floor.

Makeup stopped paying attention to him, “You’ll figure it out sooner or later, you’re just the kind of person it’s impossible to live away from.” With that said, she picked up the table knife and carefully sliced along the root of the young girl’s breast.

Bright red wounds ran from the young girl’s ribs up to her chest, and the plump breast gradually detached itself from that young girl’s body. Cutting off the last trace of skin, Makeup placed the entire breast on the plate in front of her, poured some sauce on it, and then sliced off a slice and put it in her mouth, chewing on one side and complaining on the other, “It’s so fattening, only you men can eat it.”

The young girl smiled and said, “Ma’am, the fine meat is on the legs, or, here we recommend our company’s men’s newest model MOF – TM19000 series, the meat is fine with fewer additives, welcome to patronize.”

“This is crazy ……” He clutched his head and slumped over the dining room table, the conversations were beyond his acceptance and made his entire brain seem like it was going to burn.

A scent came from the end of his nose and he looked up, it was the young girl herself who had cut off the other breast and brought it to her, smiling, “Mr. Bart, you can taste it, you won’t be disappointed.”

He looked at the breasts flattened on the plate, still as high as when they were on his body, and after being brushed with the seasoning, the flesh glistened with a golden brown color that actually raised an unquenchable appetite in him from the bottom of his heart.

He reached out, trembling, and pinched the breast-flesh, trembling, and put it to his own mouth, and bit down ……

He didn’t know how he finished that dinner, the two of them didn’t have a large amount of food, after that young girl’s breasts, thighs and labia were eaten, the dinner was over. After those muscles of the thighs were eaten, the white bones were revealed. Even though Makeup had said that they were simulated bones because they were high grade, he still had a stomach ache. At the end of the meal, that young girl still smiled and served them, which only gave him some sense that this really wasn’t human.

Butterfly walked in only after Makeup went to her room, she looked pink and cute in a little girl’s dress, but at the moment he didn’t care to appreciate it, he beckoned to her, “Butterfly, come here, I need to talk to you.”

“What’s the matter? Are you in a bad mood, master? Or are you agonizing over your memory loss?” Butterfly directly burrowed into his arms, that petite body was much lighter than it looked, just the soft little buttocks rubbing against his thighs made him a little inexplicably hot.

“What am I …… really like?” He tensed and wrapped his arms around her petite body, waiting for an answer.

“Master do you?” Butterfly giggled, her little buttocks bouncing around even more exaggeratedly, “Master you’re a big pervert!”

He laughed awkwardly and said, “I …… I’m not asking that …… I’m asking what I used to be.”

Butterfly’s still smiling innocently, “But, master was indeed a big pervert in the past. Oh, master, it’s not that Butterfly doesn’t want to tell you, but Butterfly is only serving you for everything in this house, and what’s going on outside of the house is only clear to Madam.”

“How much time have I …… been in this house ……?” He looked around the house, the doors on all four sides of it felt vaguely familiar to him, as if he’d lived most of his life here. Not true! He shook his head violently …… I am not the person here! I am Zhuang Zhou!

Butterfly pondered for a while, her mouth let out a hmmm sweet humming sound, listening to him a rush, “Master is in this house almost all day, master said that madam has a lot of things to do every day, and won’t be lonely. But …… but Die’er sees that Madam is very unhappy when she goes to bed every night.”

He rested his forehead and continued to ask, “What do I …… do in this house?” Perhaps …… knowing what this Bart had done before, he himself would be able to find a way back to that world.

Butterfly inclined her head in thought and said with a smile, “Master, you have recorded so much video footage yourself, so it’s not just a matter of looking at it yourself.”

He was so nervous that he grabbed Butterfly’s hand, “Look, I want to see! How do I look?”

Butterfly smiled and asked, “Does master want to see it on this AV wall, or go to the previous place?”

He looked at the massive wall and a sudden fear grew in his heart, “I’ll go where I was before.”

Butterfly pulled him into the innermost room, an extremely large table with a huge screen, beside the table was a wide comfortable seat, on the four walls were hung many torture tools that looked like a torture chamber, what surprised him most was that there was a thin chain attached to the side of that large table, and at the other end of the chain was a petite young girl, who looked to be about the same age as Butterfly, and though her face was not as Although her face was not as delicate and beautiful as Die’er’s, she had a pair of hairy ears on her head. That young girl’s whole body was naked, the tiny breasts on her pink naked body had not developed yet, just slightly bulging a little, and on her tight-looking little buttocks, there was even a cut of dog’s tail growing.

His mouth dropped open and before he could say anything, the young girl surprised him by crawling over excitedly on all fours, rubbing her little face against his leg, her tail wagging behind her buttocks, and barking, “Woof.”

“Master, Rhea hasn’t seen you for a long time, she’s even eating less dog food. Look if she’s lost weight.”

Butterfly crouched down and stroked Rhea’s white, smooth spine, and Rhea grunted a few times in comfort and tumbled down onto the carpet, curling up on all fours to reveal her snow-white belly, wiggling her body and wagging her tail.

“Master, Rhea is waiting for you to rub her tummy like you always do.”

Tummy rubbing …… He frowned, how could he know how this person rubbed her tummy in the past, and in the confusion of his mind, one of his feet instinctively reached out and stepped on Raiya’s small tummy. He did not wear socks, his bare foot directly felt the soft and smooth touch of the delicate skin on Raiya’s stomach, and he could not help but step on it, enjoying the pleasure of tingling in the center of his foot.

“Master is very skillful ah …… doesn’t look like he has lost his memory.” Butterfly smiled and squatted to rub Leia’s hair.

Rhea was writhing under his feet, her mouth woofing, and that cry was increasingly laced with lust as he pressed harder on his feet, and it was only when he swept his unconscious gaze downward that he realized that between Rhea’s curled up legs, in the tightly juxtaposed red labia of her white pubic mound, a clear and crystal clear liquid was actually oozing out.

His heart trembled, and he hastily loosened his feet and sat down quickly at the table, “Butterfly, come here and tell me what to think.”

Rhea whimpered a few times, saw that he was no longer looking at him, and, with tearful eyes and drooping ears, slumped listlessly over the edge of the table.

He restrained himself from looking at Raiya, it looked like this teenage girl should be a modified creature as well, most likely, or his pet or something. His own rod almost couldn’t hold back just now, if he raped this teenage dog, he might have to make some kind of joke.

Butterfly patted Rhea on the head and climbed onto the table, busying herself behind that screen. He watched as she exported a long thread from behind the screen, then but lifted up her blouse, revealing a sliver of her snow-white, pink belly. He watched in awe as Butterfly dug deftly at her tiny belly button, and then, connected that wire.

Butterfly closed her eyes and let out a mechanical, hollow voice, “SR–874 entering data query status, user Bart Fry, please perform voice detection.”

He froze and asked, “What? What did you …… you say?”

Butterfly shuddered for a moment as the mechanical voice continued, “Voice passed, transferring to normal mode.” Then Butterfly opened her eyes and smiled in a playful and lively voice, “Alright, master can start watching now.”

He turned back to look at the screen, and a lot of tree-like complex paths really appeared on it. When he was wondering how to get started, Butterfly took his hand and put it on his chest, and said with a smile, “Master, you have to use this to operate it.”

He ah’d, but the touch of his hand still made him rub at that chest, when the cursor on the screen moved, and it dawned on him to touch on that tiny chest and start working on it.

Seeing the largest branch, he tapped twice on it, and did not expect to pop up a password input box, and the lower right of the screen followed by a disrupted soft keyboard like input interface, although the characters seem to be Latin, but by no means in English, he should never have learned this language, but at a glance …… surprisingly knew How to combine these letters.

What could the password be? He asked Butterfly, who shook her head and said, “I’m sorry master, I don’t have permission to say that.”

He had to guess for himself, “Butterfly, when is my birthday?”

“May 45, 1742, Neumann Calendar.”

He typed in the various combinations of the numbers in order, but still couldn’t solve it. He pondered for a while, and with a thought, he asked, “By the way …… when is my birthday when converted to the epoch of Earth time?”

Butterfly inclined her head and thought for a moment and said, “In the Western Era …… it would be September 10, 4562 A.D.”

While he was surprised that it was so far removed from his own time, he entered the number combinations again, but still couldn’t solve it. With a somewhat depressed sigh, he canceled the password entry, only to realize that most of the branches had a small lock symbol added just like this one. He had to find a branch that didn’t have this symbol and click on it.

When you click along the branch, the three paths that appear are “Favorites”, “Notes”, and “Trial History”.

The first two contained lengthy texts that held little interest for him, and the third path finally contained a large number of videos.

He casually clicked on one, and the large screen went black, followed by four images from different angles, which showed an unfamiliar room but made it inexplicably familiar to his mind.

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The room was very cluttered, with bits and pieces of various objects lying around, and a box resting on the floor right in the center, which looked to be two meters long by almost a meter wide.

Then he appeared in the shot, wearing nothing and looking like he had just woken up. He walked over to the box and asked, “When was it delivered?”

The door to the room opened and Butterfly walked in, placing a cup of drink on the table while answering, “It arrived this morning, and the master slept soundly, so he didn’t call you up.”

He gave an oh-so-subtle wave of his hand, and Butterfly retreated.

The lid of the box didn’t look light, and he reddened before pushing it aside. The box is padded with a lot of Styrofoam like soft cushioning, he pulled out a handful of them, casually thrown to the side, the first thing revealed in the box is a pair of slender pink small feet, the pair of white feet delicate crystal, it looks like you can’t help but hold it in the palm of your hand and play with it.

The man on the screen seemed very satisfied as well, reaching out and running his hands over those feet for a while before continuing to pull the cushion out.

Lying in the box was a petite young girl with her eyes closed, not wearing any clothes, her dark hair softly draped behind her head, her long eyelashes, her small red lips, and her fair and slightly yellow skin, no matter how he looked at it, it was a beautiful young girl from the East that he knew well.

The camera, however, frowned as if he wasn’t quite satisfied, reaching down and gouging at the young girl’s femur for a while, then pulling a metal box out of the case and holding it down a few times.

The young girl opened her eyes and looked around, then smiled and sat up from the crate, turning around to see him standing by the crate, she immediately climbed out of the crate and knelt in front of him, saying softly, “May I ask what service you require?”

Instead, as if he was upset, he turned around and walked over to the table and took something, pressed it a few times, and then the screen went black and went back to the initial interface, and the image surprisingly ended there.

He clicked on a few more, and several different women appeared in the images, but mostly the video ended with him announcing it with an unsatisfied scowl. Deciding there was nothing to see, he clicked back, found another unlocked branch and clicked on it.

This time there is a payment record with the same name next to each of the image files, and the path name is still Trial Record.

He found one and casually clicked on it, not holding out much hope, but he didn’t expect the screen to go black, after which four angles had just appeared and a scream came out of the screen.

This time he was sitting naked on a large sofa, a satisfied smile on his face, a doll-like little girl in his arms, dressed in a pink and yellow dress, but with her white panties pulled down to her ankles, and her slender legs spread wide apart, with her skirt pulled up to her waist, and with only white children’s socks left on one leg.

At the end of his slender legs, his thick rod was moving in and out menacingly, with an odd ring around its root.

The little girl’s legs kept trembling, and the mound of shame looked just like a tiny bun, except that it was parted by the indentation of the top of the penis, revealing the reddish cleft of flesh inside.

He looked at the screen and couldn’t believe how such a small girl could fit into such a thick cock, but the huge thing was indeed pumping into that pussy, where it wasn’t even bleeding, but instead a stream of mucus was gushing out from where the two were mingling.

The little girl kept wailing, but did not make any struggling movements, and even turned back to meet his lips from time to time when he kissed him over, and her little tongue would also stick into his mouth and stir a bit.

He was stimulated by this obscene picture, and his crotch immediately stood up. When he saw himself in the picture shooting a large stream of semen into the little girl’s vagina, he couldn’t help but take off his pants and masturbate.

The image ended when he ejaculated, and he clicked on another, this time it was a shot of a big, tall, strong man who was pinning a voluptuous, beautiful woman in a suit to the edge of the table, raping her hard from behind her ass while he himself sat off to the side and watched with a blank look on his face.

The woman’s short skirt was torn open to the sides, her lace panties were pulled down and stuffed into her mouth, her stockings were also torn and strangled in a strip on her plump white thighs, and her reddened cock was thrusting viciously between her pussy lips amidst her black and curly hair. Her upper body’s dress was open, her bra pushed up to the top, and her plump breasts were squeezed tightly by the burly man’s hands, almost as if they were going to be pinched, the reddish nipples peeking out from her fingers, wobbling as the flesh of her breasts contorted.

That strong man is getting more and more excited, lifting up one side of the woman’s thighs, letting the meat stick penetrate deeper and harder, and his mouth said to him, “Boss, it’s so good …… thank you so much. Can you really give her to me?”

He yawned in disinterest and said, “I bought the wrong model, so I’ll give it to you. I can’t return it anyway, so I’m just throwing it away if I keep it.”

The burly man huffed and puffed, grabbed the woman’s arms and pulled her back up, gave her a few quick thrusts, then straddled that big round white ass and ejaculated with a low growl.

He yawned again and picked up something like a remote control and pressed it twice, and the video ended.

He sat down at the table and watched them one by one, his blood boiling as he watched, the feeling of the contractions of that teenage girl’s sweet cunt at dinner coming back to his mind, and he glanced at Butterfly, a section of her snowy white belly tempting him even more.

Suddenly there was a whimpering sound at his feet, and when he lowered his head to look, Rhea was lying between his legs, staring up at his bulging stall with wide, round eyes, suddenly reaching out to take off his pants.

In a moment of inattention, his pants were pulled down and his hard cock popped out with a snap, he was a little embarrassed and was about to pull his pants back up when Rhea got so excited that she took his cock in both hands and brought her little face up to rub her tender cheek on it.

The soft cheek rubbed him all over and he stopped short of stopping it.

Never mind …… let her be …… He swallowed and continued to click on the video and watch it, completely at a loss as to what to do with this Rhea, who was more of a pet than anything else, and simply turned his attention away.

This time on the screen, an innocent young girl wearing a pink nurse’s uniform kneeling by the couch, sucking his cock, saliva flowing down from time to time from the corners of her pink lips, swallowing and sucking very hard. He stared at the young girl’s cherry lips, and couldn’t help but fantasize about how enjoyable it would be to stick his rod into that little mouth.

That’s when he felt his rod heat up and be enveloped by a soft a cavity and a slippery tongue wrapped around it, sucking and licking. He lowered his head and sure enough it was Rhea between his legs who was squinting and taking his cock whole into her mouth. He gasped, a sweet vertigo in his head as the rod was swallowed so deeply that the glans felt clearly the delicate muscles at his throat pushing in and out, and the dexterous tongue was not sparing any corners.

At the same time, Rhea’s small, warm hand rested on his scrotum, stroking gently over the pair of fleshy globes.

Naturally, this kind of enjoyment made it impossible for him to pay attention to the screen any longer, and he was so excited that he dropped his hand down and pressed it against Leia’s tiny breast, stroking it with abandon over the slightly protruding, tender flesh.

This is not human …… I …… I don’t have to feel guilty …… He looked at Rhea’s little girl like innocent and cute face and comforted this in his mind, but the visual still kept sending himself the forbidden pleasure of being sucked by a little girl.

A wave of numbness and softness went straight to the back of his waist, and he couldn’t help grabbing the back of Rhea’s head and shaking her as if he were pumping in her cunt, and Rhea choked on her tears and whimpered, but still tightened her throat one at a time sucking on his cock as he plunged in to the very deepest part of it.

He thrust into Rhea’s cherry lips in extreme pleasure, his whole body trembling as he shot his cum down her throat.

He pulled out his softened rod and tried to say something with some guilt, but saw Rhea smiling happily even though there were still tears on her face, opening her little mouth with an ah, showing off as if she were flicking the white, cloudy cum around in her mouth with the tip of her pink tongue, and then swallowing it down with a grin as soon as she shut up with an ah-whimper.

He watched, dumbfounded, as Rhea wiped her face with the palm of her hand with intent, then carefully licked and sucked the remnants of cum clean with the tip of her tongue, then buried her face in his crotch and purred twice in bliss, “Woof, woof.”

He was awakened by the woof, and he hastily lifted his pants, not bothering to look at the videos that he couldn’t find any message in, and ran out of that room as if he were escaping.

Shrinking on the long sofa by the dining table, he clutched his head in despair and closed his eyes, he began to feel fear, he found that his heart was actually beginning to identify with the behavior on those images, he even began to feel that Rhea’s childishly delicate face was so cute, he even began to want to possess Butterfly ……

“Master, are you not feeling well?” Butterfly’s gentle greeting came from his ears.

He opened his eyes and asked, trembling, “Butterfly …… me …… did I …… used to …… did I often do that kind of thing to you? “

“Which kind of thing?” Butterfly smiled innocently, really like a little girl who didn’t know any better.

With some relief, he said, “It’s …… something like that on …… the video.”

Butterfly’s face reddened a little, and she said with a delicate smile, “Does master mean that kind of colorful thing.”

He nodded.

Butterfly leaned her head into his arms and whispered, “Master, it’s been a long time since you’ve done that kind of colorful thing with Butterfly …… Ever since you started trading with the black market, Butterfly thought that Master didn’t want Butterfly anymore …… “

He looked at the petite and fragrant soft body beside him, trembling, he reached out his hand and touched the silky skin, Butterfly let out a comfortable hum, enjoying as she moved her body, letting him touch it more smoothly.

Instead, he retracted his hand and fearfully rolled over to face the backrest of the couch, “Butterfly …… you go down. I, I’m going to sleep.”

Butterfly seemed a bit taken aback by his attitude, but hmmm’d anyway.

He hunkered down on the couch and drifted into a deep sleep, a warm sensation covering his body before he fell asleep, it seemed to be a fleece comforter or something like that. But he didn’t want to open his eyes, he just hoped that when he woke up, he was back with Mende, back in that warm, normal home.

Regrettably, when he woke up, he was still sleeping on the sofa, and Die’er was sleeping on one side, her sweet sleeping face was nothing more than a cute little girl in any case.

Unwilling to stay in the house any longer, he straightened his clothes and walked out.

There were a few other maids in the big house, all of them with cute baby faces but very mature and beautiful figures. He wasn’t sure if these were people or something else, and after inquiring a few times, he realized that the workday had already begun, and that Zhuang’er had already gone to work because she was taking care of the group’s main affairs for him.

He probably familiarized himself with the environment, the first floor was a gorgeous living room, the second floor was the place where the couple lived and lived, but for a long time only Zhuang’er was using it, the decoration of the second floor was supposed to be Zhuang’er’s responsibility, full of all sorts of modern designs that he seemed to understand, and the third floor was his forbidden place, without permission, even Zhuang’er wasn’t allowed to go in the rooms other than the hall where the meals were served. However, listening to those maids, he was still relatively afraid of his wife, only that Zhuang’er had gone in a few times and was no longer willing to enter those rooms of his.

Bored, he leaned on Butterfly to access the information, trying to understand what kind of environment this nightmare was taking place in.

It is the year 1744 of the Neumannian calendar, in honor of Von Neumann, the originator of the theory of space colonization. The artificial planet he is now on, Fantasia-72, is a product of the latest technology, and the next goal of mad scientists will probably be to create artificial stars, at which point the hubristic human race will probably set out to create a universe.

Various technologies for modifying life began to sprout as early as 2000 A.D., but because of various resistance to a long process of development comparable to evolution, after several destructive wars, the emergence of space colonization technology has finally slowly dissolved the gap between the human races and countries, and for the first time, mankind as a whole traveled to the unknown universe.

That long period of history, known as the Age of Star Pioneering, lasted thousands of years. Once humanity had officially settled in all corners of the universe, the first year of the Neumann calendar marked the dawn of a new era.

Perhaps, mankind’s arrogant modification had finally angered some unknown god, and after the last cockroach died in the lab due to a cold crystal leak in the year 584 of the Neumann Calendar, mankind lost nature forever. Although people could still own dogs and cats, and could see elephants and pandas, everyone knew that those were expensive modified creatures that could be created at any time with costly instruments. Humans have been able to make all kinds of creatures they need, including humans themselves.

When the modified creatures could not satisfy the desires of those who had money, the modified human finally appeared on the dinner table, and in the year 1352 of the Neumann calendar, the Star Alliance formally passed a decree allowing the free use of the modified human technology, and relaxed the difference between the modified human and the natural human once again. This means that as long as needed, scientists can legally create a life form with one-eighth of the blood content of a natural human, while the rest of the items are exactly the same as a natural human except for the brain.

The desires of mankind end up devouring mankind itself.

To accommodate the rich and famous’s boredom with modified creatures, the black market has seen the sale of natural humans in recent years. No one cares where they get their supplies, they just care if the humans they buy are to their liking.

As one horny rich man said, conquering a woman with a brain of her own in bed is much more fun than raping those humanoid dolls. Many women also say that powerful and erotic men don’t always last, but they are much more lovable than those tireless humanoid monsters.

And what recently brought the black market to the attention of Starlink’s law enforcement agencies was the fact that the trafficking of naturals had begun to involve the food sector.

As he looked it up, he suddenly remembered the words that Makeup had said during that dinner, “It amuses me that someone who buys real girls on the black market and eats them would say something like that to me.”

Cold sweat, all of a sudden, ran down his back.

For seven or eight days he cowered in his room on the third floor, looking up the background of the era and at night he watched material that didn’t require a password. Most of the images were obscene, and when he got aroused, Rhea would crawl over to him and suck his cock, and he stopped resisting and gradually began to submit to his desires.

After he had cum in Rhea’s mouth once this night, the annoyance in his body was still lingering, and the video of the trial of those reformed people who looked to be only eight or nine years old was so horny that he could not resist his inner desires, and he carried Rhea to a chair, grasped her fluffy tail, and plunged his cock into that red, tight vagina.

That night, he frantically pinched Rhea’s nipples, bit Rhea’s shoulders, and raped her cunt and asshole as if he wanted to let out all the pent-up frustrations that had been building up for days.

Finally, until Rhea didn’t even have the strength to woof, he shot his cum, which had become thin, onto her chest one last time and spread out on the cot in the house and fell asleep. Butterfly tucked him in, as always, and then slept beside him.

He wrapped his arms around Butterfly’s warm body, thinking about how rough he had been with Leia, dreading the strange feeling of satisfaction in his heart, and with a sudden pang of sadness, he shed two lines of tears.

Is such a dream …… your own life?

(E)

“Boat, get up.” The gentle call with a few moments of lethargy gently ruffled his eardrums.

He rubbed his eyes, the voice was so familiar, so familiar that he almost shed tears of joy. He struggled to open his eyes, and after adjusting to the harsh light, he saw Meng Die with a sweet smile.

She was wearing the wide pajamas that belonged to him, the neckline of her white skin was exposed in large swaths, and even more so because she was bending over to call out to him, making it easy for him to look at the snow-white breasts in her pajamas. He trembled and reached out his hand, suddenly took Meng Die into his arms, this warm and soft body, this fragrant breath, all incomparably real.

Meng Die leaned in his arms and said with a smile, “You’re not honest in the morning, you made me so sore last night, and you ended up sleeping on top of me, squeezing me so much that I couldn’t breathe.”

Last …… night last night? He held Meng Die’s shoulders and asked her nervously, “Last …… night was last night?” He hastily lifted the quilt on his body, and the snow white sheets where the two limbs were twisted did leave a puddle of red plum like blood.

Meng Die sheepishly pushed him away pulling the sheet up and pulling it into his hand, “I …… will go and wash it.”

He let out a long breath of relief; it was really a dream.

He rolled over and got up, contentedly wrapped his arms around Meng Die, who was busy like a little wife, sniffed the aroma of her body and kissed her deeply. Those soft lips and delicate tongue made him feel very happy, this was his world, his life.

“Stop messing with me, we’re going to get bedding for the new house today, so why don’t you hurry up and wash up.”

He smiled, stood at attention and saluted, saying, “Yes.” But immediately rubbed another hand on her round ass and said with a grin, “Bedding? Does that mean condoms?”

She pushed his hand away and pushed him into the bathroom, laughing and cursing, “Big pervert, hurry up and clean up.”

He looked at himself in the mirror, his civilized features, short dark hair, not quite lean but not an ounce of fat either, and with a sigh of relief he began to rinse his tired face with cool water. In his mind’s eye, Rhea’s tight, red pussy was so real, he could even feel the lingering afterglow of that tightly sucking, aching pleasure on his cock. He shrugged it off, it must have been the reason he had done it once with Mende that the dream felt so real about fucking.

When he came out, Meng Die had already dressed, the soft treasure blue sweater outlined the delicate curves, the jeans showed off the long and slender legs, the hair was tied up in a playful ponytail at the back of the head, although simply dressed, it looked youthful and compelling. He shook off the same face in his head that was aggressively dressed in flashy clothes, smiled at Meng Die, and began to pick up the clothes that Meng Die had prepared and put them on his body.

The mall was very crowded for the weekend’s sake, and Zhuang Zhou let Meng Die cross his arm and let her lead him around the familiar surroundings. Women are creatures that like to shop, while men only like to accompany their favorite women shopping. He didn’t care what merchandise Meng Die was looking at, his entire attention was used to feel Meng Die beside him, to feel her reality, to dispel the illusory phantoms in his mind.

It took the two of them all morning to order a full set of bedding, in a light blue hue that both of them liked very much, and although it was worth a lot of money, it seemed that very few people would put thrift at the forefront of their minds when it came to getting married.

After ordering two steaks at the western restaurant, Meng Die proposed to go to the pet store after eating, and he remembered that she had mentioned many times that she wanted to have a dog, only that her parents at home didn’t like it, so he planned to buy one and keep it in the new house of the two of them.

He smiled and nodded as he began to conjure up cozy scenes in his head of the two of them living together.

“Your steak, sir, medium rare.” The pretty waitress served his order, laid out his napkin for him, and then had him hold it up in front of him to uncover the cover.

He smiled as he put down his napkin, and then his whole body froze as the tray, still steaming hot on the iron plate, turned out to be a beautiful young girl’s foot, with toenails painted a pretty crystalline pink color.

“Ahhh! Take it down! Bring it down to me!” He almost jumped up from his seat, even knocking over the aperitif in front of him and spilling the golden liquid all over him.

The surrounding people all looked over in surprise, and the waiter even asked him in a trembling voice with incomparable trepidation, “Sir …… do you …… have any complaints about the food in this restaurant?”

He pointed to the tray only to find that the only thing on it was a slice of steak that was slightly blood colored, he was speechless and stammered as he sat back down, “I’m sorry about …… I’m so tired I’m hallucinating a little bit.”

Meng Die apologized to the waiter and worriedly reached out to touch Zhuang Zhou’s forehead, softly saying, “Zhou, are you not feeling well anywhere?”

He forced a smile, “It’s okay, just now …… I just had a momentary blink.”

Meng Die confirmed that he was fine before sitting back in his seat, joking to try and relax him, “But it’s rare for you savage to eat a medium rare steak today, usually when you eat a medium rare, the blood running from the corners of your mouth makes me worry that you won’t take a bite out of me.”

With a shock in his heart, he stopped talking and concentrated on the steak in front of him. After lunch, Meng Die, unwilling to keep him company any longer, forced him into a cab to let him go to his new house to rest, telling him that he would look for him as soon as he bought the dog.

He rubbed his forehead and opened the door to his new house and walked inside, the brand new furniture and rooms looked very pleasant. He lay down on the big soft bed and closed his eyes, he must be too tired, he had gotten his mind exhausted trying to keep busy with the wedding, maybe …… he should consider seeing a psychiatrist.

After sleeping in a daze for more than an hour, the sound of the door opening at the entrance woke him up. He sleepily welcomed him out, and Meng Die walked in with a small iron cage and a smile.

“Look, isn’t it cute?” Meng Die excitedly opened the cage, and the Chihuahua inside ran out with a woof, excitedly looking left and right.

He wasn’t really interested in small animals, but seeing Meng Die’s happy face he felt very satisfied, he casually asked, “Male or female?”

Meng Die laughed and said, “Female, buy a male I’m afraid you’ll be jealous.”

He also joked, “Won’t you be jealous of buying a female then?”

Meng Die stroked the dog’s head and said softly, “No, such a cute little guy, I can’t be happier that you like her.”

“By the way, what’s the dog’s name?”

Meng Die excitedly grabbed the dog’s front paw and rubbed his forehead with it, ”Her name is Leia, a very foreign name, right? Zhou? What’s wrong with you? Is this name bad?”

He forced a smile and said, “No …… it’s good, it’s quite good.”

Meng Die didn’t pay any more attention to his difference and played with the dog in the living room, calling out from time to time, “Leia, come on.” And then let out a string of silver bell-like laughter.

He sat up in bed, listening to the name as Rhea’s naked body, slightly augmented breasts and tender red cracked flesh flashed before his eyes like a slideshow, and he looked in horror to his crotch, which had swollen beyond restraint.

He hastily scrunched up and lay on the bed facing inward, cursing himself for his uselessness, that he couldn’t get rid of the effects of that nightmare in any way.

By the evening, he had calmed down a lot, Meng Die called home and personally cooked some small dishes, and the two of them enjoyed up the sweet life after marriage in advance.

After having an intimate relationship, Meng Die a few points less reserved, dinner he put her in his arms on a whim, she shyly struggled a bit, also leaned in his arms to eat and clip the food, the body’s light aroma and the soft touch of the hand let him ape up, he came to her ear and whispered, “small butterfly, don’t go back at night.”

Meng Die gave a uh-oh and said with a low laugh, “Nasty, big pervert …… I’ll give my mom a call later.”

“Good.” He contentedly ate a few more bites, cleaned up the dishes because the new house was still not complete, the two of them cleaned up this side of the house, left enough dog food for Rhea, and took a taxi to Zhuang Zhou’s apartment.

Sitting in the car, Meng Die’s red face ambled into his ear and said, “Don’t you forget to bring that again tonight.”

He ahs and asks her, “What?”

Meng Die screwed his waist, “Just …… that …… condom ah.”

He suddenly realized that he remembered that he had directly ejaculated in Meng Die’s body last night, “Last night …… I was too excited and didn’t think about it.”

Meng Die’s red face leaned into his arms and complained in a low voice, “You’re still saying that, last night made my body sticky, it was hard to die.”

When they arrived home, Meng Die and he hunkered down in the sofa and watched TV for a while, then he got up and down and blushed, and he couldn’t notice what was playing on TV.

Waiting until he unbuckled her belt and was going to take off those jeans, Meng Die woke up as if he pushed him away and said with a red face, “I …… I’m going to take a shower.”

He smiled as he watched his lover hide in the bedroom, after a while around a large towel a small run into the bathroom, afraid to be seen by him as. In his mind recalled once again Meng Die’s wonderful body, he happily turned off the TV and walked into the bedroom, took out the condom sent by Xiaowen and opened the seal and put it on the pillow, proudly stripped off his clothes, his ears listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, so he whistled and picked up the towel and headed for the bathroom.

He knocked on the frosted glass door and looked through it at the tantalizing silhouette inside.

“Boat? What’s wrong?” Meng Die’s puzzled voice came from inside.

“I remember running out of body wash in there, I’ll bring you a bottle in.”

“There’s more.” Mundy said dubiously, but unlocked the latch and opened the door a hair’s breadth, looking at him with a head of foam blinking wet eyes.

He hemmed and hawed, dodged and squeezed in, Meng Die’s slippery body naturally couldn’t block him, shrieking in surprise as he flashed behind him and wrapped his arms around him.

“Big pervert …… this a while you can’t wait?” Meng Die was both angry and amused as she slapped her hand back on the penis that was hard against the back of his ass, “I’m still in the shower.”

He kissed the nape of her neck and smiled, “I’ll wash it for you, you can’t wash it yourself.”

“Go on, I’ve been showering by myself for almost twenty years now, when have I ever been cleaner than you.” She laughed and scolded, but sat down on the small stool and leaned her head against his, deliberately shaking and rubbing shampoo lather all over him.

He took down the shower, rubbing in her head to wash that head of silky black hair, and then drenched all the way through the hot water moved his hand to her smooth spine. The skin on the snowy back was crystal moisturized red, and the moment he touched it, it flooded with a wave of tiny bumps, and she gasped softly and whispered, “You …… you use a towel instead, directly with your hands, it feels weird.”

He rubbed below her shoulder blades, and once through her armpits, his palms pressed against the roots of her breasts.

She ah, protect the tip of her breasts with her hands, and said in a shaky voice, “This …… side I can wash myself la.”

Already at the foot of the jade mountain, how could he stop, his palm gently rubbing at the lower edge of the rounded and pointed breasts, upward, full of elasticity of the breasts will jump upward, and then fell back to his palm, he played with the excitement, the other hand simply put down the shower, held her other breasts, both hands pushed and squeezed, so that the white tender breast meat in the chest to extrude a deep cleavage, and then a loose, the two groups of white meat popped back to its original position, sexy wiggle to and fro.

“You …… you in the end still give me a bath? ……” Meng Die’s speech was softened by a few points, the hand that was protecting her chest was also hanging down on her knees, and her face was flushed without knowing whether it was the steam from the bathroom or the pleasure from her breasts being played with. The breasts were played out of pleasure.

That nightmare wasn’t completely without its benefits, he thought with a smile, at least he had invariably gained a large amount of sexual experience, otherwise he would be stroking Meng Die’s delicate naked body like this right now, and he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to resist coming in the bathroom already.

“Xiao Die, I will carefully wash every inch of your body ……” he whispered in her ear, and his fingers finally climbed up to the top of the jade peak, the shy pink nipple was softly recessed in the pink areola, he pressed with his fingertips, a pressure, and then a flick, the nipple was He pinched it with two fingers and rubbed it for a while, and with Meng Die’s moans, the nipple finally stood up, trembling slightly between his fingers.

He stopped rubbing her back and went around to her front, picking her up and squeezing her against the wall under the shower, she winced at the cold wall tiles but immediately her breasts were hot and her pert nipples were already in his mouth. A tongue with the rubbing sensation of rough taste buds licked earnestly at the tip of the nipple, hard teeth tightening at the root, leaving her sensitive bit with no escape.

He gently bit it, the soft and tender nipple gave him a sudden urge to take a bite out of it, and with a shock in his heart, he hurriedly waved away that absurd thought from his mind, focusing on Meng Die’s increasingly delicate gasps.

Hot water in the two people’s desire to climb to the peak, Meng Die is no longer so reserved, the two turned off the shower, hastily wiped dry body, snuggled back to the bedroom, both fell on the big bed.

“It’s all because you …… caused me to wash it not clean at all.” Meng Die gasped and pouted with a red face.

He grinned and pounced on her, sticking out his tongue and licking down the nape of her neck inch by inch, “Where it’s not clean, I’ll clean it for you with my mouth.”

“Only …… not …… wet and slippery, so disgusting.” She said on her lips that it was so disgusting, but when her tongue licked onto the mound, she twisted her body to offer her full breasts up voluntarily.

He savored the soft flesh of the breasts but deliberately skirted the nipples, and the few times she twisted to make them grind against his tongue, he dodged them.

She couldn’t help but grunt as much as she did, and reached down and cupped the two buds herself, rubbing them.

He snickered and ran the tip of his tongue across her cleavage, moving over toward her flat belly, finding the shallowly indented belly button and probing the tip of his tongue into it, darting it against the wrinkled little mass of flesh inside.

The strange sensation made her ah ah ah reached up and gathered her belly button so that his tongue could only lick the back of her hand and gasped, “Don …… t seem to be licked by you to the inside of the stomach, kooky.”

He hemmed and hawed and held the tips of her buttocks as his head snapped down and squeezed between her legs, “Then …… I’ll really lick the inside of your stomach for good.”

Meng Die let out an ah, not knowing what he meant by that, although having his face on her pubic mound made her clench her legs in embarrassment. Still puzzled, her sensitive pussy lips felt his hot and slippery tongue.

“Ouch! No …… no …… where how can I lick. Ah ah, you, don’t you even mind dirtying it …… “Meng Die shrank backward with a blushing face, but Zhuang Zhou didn’t let up, sucking on the clear juices that flowed out of her vagina in a big gulp while poking his tongue into her body to drill for more juices.

And hard penis completely different feeling, tongue in her vaginal opening soft and slippery, above also with taste buds unique rough feeling, scraped over a place that place is sour and rise, hate to let him lick again, and then more force. The second time he licked it, that sourness and swelling all of a sudden turned into a tingle, spreading to every tender flesh, so that she could no longer bring up the intention to resist, and moaned feebly, “Boat …… don’t …… you like this, I have no strength in the waist ……”

Naturally he wouldn’t stop, the impatience of his first night had all but disappeared in that dreamlike life, and now it was only natural for him to savor this wonderful flesh that was his. His tongue dug deeper and deeper, his lips were pressed up against her pussy, into a position where he wanted to swallow her pubic mound, and the sensitive nub of flesh covered under the foreskin was almost on the tip of his nose.

Juices with a slight salty flavor began to secrete out of the tender slit non-stop, and Meng Die’s moaning and panting became more and more tinged with lust, as he pushed against the fleshy nub with his lips and hooked his tongue inside her cunt, quickly scraping the most sensitive ring inside the vaginal opening.

All this he did so skillfully, causing Meng Die’s youthful body to immediately fall into a vortex of desire, her buttocks gradually leaving the bed and unconsciously arching up, welcoming her entire pubic mound to his mouth.

All the way up to the highest point, her taut belly began to twitch and a confused voice came out of her mouth, “Ahhhh …… this …… is …… good …… good Strange …… mmmmmm ……”

His tongue clearly felt the surrounding vaginal muscles suddenly tighten in the center, a squirt of juice zipped into his mouth, and the smooth thighs tensed and then suddenly relaxed, making him nearly unable to hold that slippery ass.

He knew that Meng Die had already reached an orgasm, and it was time for the two of them to enjoy their pleasure together. He hastily put a condom on his hard, swollen cock and brought his waist between Meng Die’s legs.

Which knows that Meng Die suddenly curled up her slender pink legs and propped up her upper body, with some angry doubt in her eyes, she opened her mouth and asked him, “Where …… did you learn all this?”

(F)

His mind went blank, although nearly a month had passed in the dream, but now there was only one actual day from his own and Meng Die’s youthful first night, yesterday’s overwhelm and today’s skillfulness would only give the inner sensitive Meng Die the impression that his own yesterday’s rustiness was all feigned ……

He hastily stammered, “No, I …… I learned from the A movie ah, yesterday …… yesterday I was too excited, what all forget clean, today also want to let you comfortable well …… How do you …… feel?” This word out, even he himself also believe, indeed he himself is quite a lot of intended to put into practice from the A film skills, this is probably also every watch AV virgin will have the idea.

Meng Die will be convinced to look at him, a little embarrassed to say, “Comfortable is comfortable …… This if it is a skill you learned from other women, I …… I will not let you off the hook. “

“Little Butterfly.” Zhuang Zhou laughed out reassuringly, sometimes a sensual woman eating a bit of flying vinegar looks very cute, he embraced her body and stroked it up, laughing, “It’s not like you didn’t see my appearance last night, can’t I engage in an affair in one day today? You think I’m Keanu Reeves.”

Meng Die also snorted out a laugh and poked his chest with her finger, “It’s not because you’re such a big bad guy with such a powerful mouth that you made me almost pee just now. Next time don’t toy with me like that.”

“Is it really forbidden?” he teased, his hand going back between her legs, rubbing his fingers up and down along the wet slit.

She moaned twice, red cheeks and biting her lip as she pushed her head against him and whispered, “At most, at most, you’re only allowed one lick at a time.”

When she talked about licking one back, her face was red to her ears and her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

He used his fingers to open her two pieces of labia, with the fingertips to explore the vaginal opening, soft and elastic cave meat has been stained with wet and slippery mucus, well prepared. He did not dare to make more tricks and other extraneous matters, separated her legs and kissed her mouth tenderly, his penis aligned with her meat hole, slowly top in.

It still felt very pleasurable this time, the hot, wet walls of the cavity writhing against his cock, sending a tingle of soreness through the root, but without that tense brain blanking out of wanting to go down in a flood right away, he smoothed out his breathing and slowly pushed inward.

Meng Die still seemed to be in some discomfort, frowning and stiffening her back a bit.

Always top to the deepest, the turtle head felt a small mouth like a small mass of soft flesh, tentative hard top top, the soft heart of the flower immediately sucked on the top of the turtle head, incomparably refreshing, Meng Die also ah relaxed legs, comfortable humming.

Again, it was a very ordinary male on female, but more than a little more pleasurable than last night, and he thrust excitedly, still enjoying, despite the condom, the simultaneous pleasure of both of them as the meaty shaft scraped over the tender flesh of his vagina.

He rubbed her breasts, rubbing those puffy breasts into various shapes, and Meng Die gradually let go of her body, her arms wrapped around his back, her calves hooked back behind his hips, and her thighs spread wide apart to make it easy for his penis to enter and exit. Compared to last night when he ejaculated all over the place as soon as he entered, he only really felt the sensation of making love with Meng Die tonight.

Her small stomach was bulging and swollen, but the inner walls were sore, hot and itchy from being rubbed, and the feeling of the penis grinding inside her made Meng Die have to kiss Zhuang Zhou to keep herself from screaming out. Zhuang Zhou held her tongue and sucked it into his mouth, licking and flicking it as if he wanted to eat it, and his penis, which was held by Meng Die’s mouth below, was similarly pushed and rubbed.

He didn’t know why he was so aroused, as if he couldn’t prove that he was truly alive in the world without conquering the woman underneath him with every ounce of his being.

If the previous orgasm brought about by helping Meng Die orally had given her nothing but doubts, this time the peak she was slowly pushed to during his thrusts gave her a true understanding of sexual pleasure, her entire cunt trembling and twitching in sweet acidity, a burst of pleasure that had built up to its peak spreading from her perineum to her entire body.

There was a stinging pain in his back, it was Meng Die’s fingernails that left several traces of the coming orgasm, he looked at Meng Die’s expression of pleasure as if she wanted to cry, listened to the moans full of lust and pleasure from her red lips, felt the rhythm of her wet and soft cunt in the middle of the orgasm, and couldn’t repress the impulse to ejaculate any longer, he wrapped his arms tightly around Meng Die, and died kissing her tongue, and together with her, both of them entered into the orgasm in a blissful war cry.

He ejaculated millions of spermatozoa in the condom, and the hot, wet cavity outside the condom was filled with her thick, creamy juices from her bliss to overflowing.

He had a sudden urge to rip off the condom and do it again, as if the direct friction of his reproductive organs and the combination of sperm and egg would give him more security.

But in the end he didn’t. Tidying up after his good deed, the clean-loving Mundy dove back into the bathroom, where he wiped his lower body with a paper towel, leaned back against the fluffy pillows and closed his eyes as he slowly began to reminisce about the reality that had pleased him.

His short, fat self, the world of the sci-fi future, had finally left him.

Almost on the verge of falling asleep, an aroma of shower gel drifted into his nose, and Meng Die’s warm and delicate body with some moisture burrowed into the quilt beside him, one arm naturally resting on his chest.

“By the way, Boat, I’m planning to stay on your side for the next two days. So I want to discuss this with you.” Meng Die cocked her head and looked at him with a smile.

He froze for a moment, this was something he couldn’t wait for, but Meng Die said so, he thought there must be something else, “I can’t wait for you to live on my side every day, as long as my in-laws agree, we can even move directly to the new house.”

She pushed his chest a bit and said with a smile, “Big pervert, not this meaning la, today my mom called, the old family came to some relatives, anyway …… anyway, me and you are just so close, my mom means to let me and my niece first deal with a few days in you. ” She bit her lip and secretly rubbed his already soft little brother a hand, “At that time, say that I live with her, you sleep by yourself, how do you think?”

Niece? So he seems to have heard her say that there is such a relative, since it is a small child, it does not matter if there is one more, it is just so that Meng Die can live in before the marriage in a bright and honorable way, rare, that old-fashioned mother-in-law will be accommodating, he naturally did not have the reason to refuse.

Meng Die that shy and timid a touch at once again let his excitement high up, hehehe smiled and touched down another condom from the bedside, “Good, but then how to arrange the sleeping problem, we can discuss it.”

Meng Die nodded, then watched as he lifted the covers again, wrapped his arms around her and stroked her, and said in surprise, “You …… you’re going to …… mmmmmm again.” Before she could finish, both her upper and lower mouths were filled with hot tongues again, a soft and hard two pieces of meat drummed inside her, and she could no longer say anything else.

There was only one word held back and this shower was wasted again ……

He did listen to Meng Die mentioned that niece, and Meng Die is said to look quite like, the two stood together like a big small two sisters, but the niece of this name will only let him think of a soft little child, how can not imagine how to be similar to Meng Die, probably said and Meng Die when he was a child, right.

So when he opened the door after work, Zhuang Zhou was really startled. If he had any regrets about not having seen Meng Die from Girls’ Generation before, this regret was now made up for.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room heard the door ringing immediately stepped on the furry rabbit slippers smiling and welcoming over, it is a shrinking Meng Die. Has developed a very good little ass to jeans taut, small waist on the breasts although small, but has grown out of the proud curve, big eyes, curved eyebrows, smile sweet little mouth rosy, if it is not that light brown dyed hair and the bridge of the nose on the frame of the glasses, he really want to think that he traveled to the teenage years of Meng Die.

He averted his eyes from the waist and hips of the small teenage girl in front of him, secretly marveling at how well developed little children were nowadays. There seemed to be a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn’t tell for a moment.

The little girl was not afraid of being born and asked him with a smile, “Are you my future sister-in-law’s husband? It’s not handsome, it seems that my sister-in-law’s vision is average.”

He scratched his head, changed his slippers, put his briefcase and coat away, and walked towards the living room couch to sit down, “That, and a man is all about substance.”

The little guy giggled, brown hair full of head shaking, snapped and ran back to the living room, jumped to him in front of his knees holding his eyes brightly asked: “I don’t believe it, auntie husband don’t treat me as a child to see Oh, women look at the man is not just good-looking handsome or not handsome whether there is no money well.”

His heart was beating a little fast, this little girl’s blouse neckline was just too loose, the spring light of that little white bun-like chest slammed into his eyes all of a sudden, shamefully, he actually felt hot all over, he hastily averted his eyes, shrugged his shoulders and pulled her to sit to the side, “You also said, I’m not handsome, and you can see that I’m not much richer than your sister-in-law. “

The little girl frowned, as if she had encountered an incomprehensible problem, then suddenly hammered her hand, looked at him with a smile and said, “I know, it must be because you are particularly good in bed. That’s why Auntie is willing to marry you right!” Then she muttered to herself in confusion, “It’s not right …… It looks skinny and thin, not as strong as my boyfriend ……”

His mouth dropped open, and he asked, half in tears, “How old are you?”

The little girl let out an ouch, embarrassedly touched her face, stood up and put her hands behind her back and bowed greatly, “I forgot to introduce myself, I’m the little niece who is going to bother you in the next few days, my name is Zhou Hongzhuang, my mom and dad call me Zhuang’er, you can call me that as well oh. I’m in my second year of junior high school this year, I’m a big girl now, so if you and your sister-in-law want to do anything you love, you don’t have to sneak around, just let me know. I’ll naturally avoid it. Hehehe.” She said, and squeezed her eyes like a small adult.

His expression, however, was a little unnaturally stiff, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out a smile, “That …… is welcome. By the way, where is your sister-in-law?” If he didn’t change the subject again, he was afraid that he would fall back into that nightmare that he had thought he was about to forget. Zhuang’er, that name was damn coincidental. Or was it that he had heard Meng Die say this name before and dreamed about it?

The sound of the door opening came from the doorway, and Meng Die’s gentle voice with a warm smile, ”Boat, you’re back? Come and help me pick up the dishes. Where is Zhuang’er? Has she misbehaved?”

He quickly walked over to receive a large bag of various vegetables and meat, walked into the kitchen and put it away, turning back around was a large and small two similar figures had hugged each other, “Auntie, I just said that Auntie Husband wasn’t good looking, and he didn’t even get mad.”

Meng Die smiled as she walked towards the house, stealing a glance at him with slanted eyes, “That’s because your sister-in-law’s husband wasn’t handsome in the first place. Your sister-in-law is timid and can’t afford to mess with handsome boys.”

The crisp voice was a little confused, “Why, all the girls in my class only fall in love with handsome guys.”

“What kind of a relationship is that for you guys, sit down and watch TV while Auntie goes to make dinner.”

He pulled out the bag of vegetables and meat and put it away, Meng Die walked in with a smile, wearing a newly purchased apron that didn’t have much grease on it yet, “Go watch some TV with Zhuang’er for a while, I’ll do the dishes.”

He skimmed his lips and smiled, “I helped out just fine, there’s a generation gap with today’s kids, it’s awkward to sit together.”

Meng Die nodded with deep empathy and rolled up her sleeves to start washing vegetables, “Little girls nowadays, ah, they’re so much bolder than we were back then.” She lowered her voice and continued, “I heard my big sister say that Zhuang’er and her boyfriend went out on a trip, and they all stayed together. Counting the time ……” Her face reddened and she spat out her tongue, “Surprisingly, it’s even earlier than me ……”

He nearly dropped the potatoes in his hand on the floor in some surprise, and his mind instantly went to the little girl outside lying naked underneath him, writhing with his thrusts, her innocent face full of complex lust, just like Rhea in his dreams ……

“Times are different …… Nowadays, children are probably exposed to more things.” He touched his nose, chasing away those weird yellow thoughts in his head and pulling his attention back to Meng Die, “So in the future, if we’re going to have a daughter, we’ll have to discipline her properly.”

Meng Die smiled proactively and turned back to shake him with her hand, “I’m not giving birth to a daughter, you, don’t think about the reality of raising a beautiful girl.”

Ever since her best friends joked with each other at a dinner party about playing American Girl games together in the dormitory and Meng Die heard it, it had become a joke that she made fun of from time to time.

Laughing and joking, it didn’t make the dinner black, only when she ate the blackened scrambled eggs, Big Girl Zhou laughed very facelessly under the table and said very loudly, “Auntie, you wouldn’t have been doing something else in the kitchen while you were scrambling the eggs, would you?”

So that whole night, Meng Die’s face was flushed.

Actually, it wasn’t what Miss Zhou Hongzhuang thought, Meng Die was only kissed by him for a few minutes, they couldn’t do the porno bridge of having sex in the kitchen yet.

But after this little niece left, Zhuang Zhou wouldn’t mind giving it a try.

Make sure you do it after a good meal though, scrambled black eggs are really hard to eat …… and, all by himself.

At night, Meng Die and Zhuang’er slept together, although Zhuang’er was very relaxed and said that they were a small couple sleeping together is, what noise she just pretends not to hear. But the more she said, the more embarrassed Meng Die was.

Zhuang Zhou had to stay alone.

Luckily, he wasn’t a man of strong desires, and wasn’t quite ready to jerk off under the covers because of that passionate kiss he’d shared before dinner. Though before falling asleep, he almost did.

And the reason he withdrew his hand was because he was surprised to find that the face that appeared in his mind when he held the penis was indistinguishable from the one belonging to Meng Die, or Zhuang’er, or, for that matter, Zhou Hongzhuang ……

He wasn’t a very restful sleeper, and the strange sensations around him in the morning woke him up immediately, and he opened his eyes to see, in a daze, a woman in hot pants and a small tank top laying down next to him, with thin, white legs, and a round, perky looking ass in her hot pants.

But the hair, which fell down her back, was brown.

“Makeup! What are you doing?” He exclaimed.

That body trembled for a moment, then the small face similar to Meng Die’s turned around with sleepiness, dazed and confused, she came close to his face, and let out an ouch, “I can’t believe I went to the wrong room.” She giggled, snapped, and ran out of his bedroom, not forgetting to wiggle her little butt in the doorway before she left, grinning, “Thank me for the free ice cream for your eyes, sister-in-law. “

He smiled bitterly and sat up, looking at the high bulge under the sheet and reassuring himself, “Morning erection, it’s just a morning erection ……”

(G)

Then Zhuang Zhou realized that his trouble was much more than that.

Meng Die’s work, he and makeup will have a long period of time alone every day, he does not love to go out and socialize, but that little girl is also a sitting in front of the computer does not move the nest, so he only depressed sitting on the side to see the little girl excitedly pounded the keyboard to play the screen to make men and women like monkeys jumping around and also claimed to be a dance of the boring game.

Not being able to play with the computer wasn’t a big deal, and he could put up with a lot less intimacy with Meng Die; he didn’t consider himself to be a very carnal person yet, but there were some things that made him more and more agitated like a cat tethered to the roof of a tin roof at midday in the summer.

His work time is relatively late, when he left the makeup child house has not moved, he could not help but go to knock on the door, the result is still no reaction inside, he was a little worried about pushing the door in, the result is that the little girl is sweetly spread on the bed in a large type asleep, ear stuffed with headphones. The quilt was kicked to one side, the body wearing a small undershirt rolled up very high, almost revealing a small half of the slightly graved breast flesh, a large section of snow-white belly exposed outside, panties are also rubbed a little rolled low, the upper edge of the elastic band can be seen almost a few young thin black hair.

He closed the door in a hurry and retreated, the fire that ran through his belly was a thrill he hadn’t felt even when faced with Meng Die’s nakedness, and if there was a close resemblance, it was actually the feeling he had felt when he had made love to Raiya in his dreams.

When he came back at noon, he realized that Zhuang’er, who was sitting in front of the computer, was only wearing one more pair of hot pants than in the morning, and when he saw him coming back, he just smiled, with no intention of putting on anything more.

He padded over to take a look; she was video chatting with a guy on her computer, occasionally puffing out her chest or pulling on the straps of her little tank top for the camera, followed by a string of crisp giggles.

He felt uncomfortable after sitting there for a while, his eyes always drifting unconsciously toward Makeup’s little buttocks as she wriggled around on the stool. Chatting, makeup child raised a foot, placed on the stool, with the arm around the knee, began to crackle fast typing, that just covered the thigh root of the small hot pants pants leg was almost the same as no, this is even more direct and dry exposed bottom, even worse because of a leg bent up to raise the cause, the inside of the panties and did not wear a very proper, a small half of the white tender pubic mound to the fullest extent of the eye, vaguely can also be seen! Inside the tender red labia ……

He hurriedly got up and went into the kitchen, concentrating on preparing lunch for the two of them. Because in college he liked to play some lolicon games, some of his classmates always said that he was a lolicon, and he was quite proud of himself. Unexpectedly now he actually looked at a less than fourteen year old beautiful girl and got lustful.

It was the dream that did it, and he calmed his racing heartbeat, making excuses to comfort himself as he began to concentrate on the pot of instant noodles.

As a result, during the meal, Zhuang’er lowered his head and concentrated on the noodles, the straps of his little undershirt slipped down, and he froze, holding the chopsticks in his hand, feeling his crotch almost push up under the table.

After three or four days of this, when he was beginning to think that he would have to jerk off at this rate, the little girl went out to meet an internet friend.

He finally had some alone time with Meng Die.

After Meng Die sent her out and repeatedly urged her to be careful on the road and to come back early if she was fine, she turned back into the house and was about to enter the kitchen when she was pulled into the bedroom by him.

He never felt so needy, pressed Meng Die on the bed and couldn’t wait to lift her skirt. She was also a little shocked, dumbfounded and struggled up, but it was not good to really kick and punch at him, so she could only blush and whisper curses at him for being a big pervert while tugging at the band of her panties with him.

“Only three days ah …… oops, well at least …… well at least eat dinner first ah …… genius wipe black ah … …Well, well, big …… big pervert ……” Meng Die was afraid of ripping bad panties, a loose hand, small panties all of a sudden was torn to the ankles, the body was pressed on the bed could not get up, the skirt was lifted high to the waist, she looked at the window is still bright, and did not pull the curtains, shy even the skin on her chest is a little red.

He scratched and pinched at Meng Die’s towering breasts, the soft and bouncy flesh of the breasts still felt good even through the clothes.

“You gently …… pinch me.” Meng Die grabbed his hand on her chest, a little uncomfortable with this slightly rough movement, but this roughness made her body heat up a little as well. After tasting the taste of orgasm, it wasn’t just Zhuang Zhou who felt lonely during these three days.

So when Zhuang Zhou kissed her mouth and started to unbutton her chest, she also reached for his pants.

What’s the point of being reserved when both of you want to ……

Meng Die had little experience after all, unbuckling his belt and removing his pants as well, but when that hot cock popped into her hand, she only knew how to gather up her fingers and hold it, forgetting to even do the lashing.

The lustful Zhuang Zhou couldn’t care less about teaching her how to use her hands, and after pulling Meng Die’s bodice apart and pushing up the obstructing bra, he took a bite of the crimson nipple beads on the top of the towering breasts, and he desperately sucked, licked the areola, and pinched and touched those two masses of plump, soft flesh, as if he was trying to convince himself that a mature woman was what he needed.

“Boat …… don’t …… don’t lick it …… you’re making my chest …… ahhhhh …… are getting wet.”

Meng Die began to gasp and twist her body, trying to avoid Zhuang Zhou’s attack on her breasts, but being firmly pressed underneath him, she couldn’t move, and her nipples could still only be played with at will by his tongue.

His mouth didn’t stop moving, his fingers touched the roots of Mende’s legs, still dry outside the labia, but the heat of moisture could already be felt in the joined slit of flesh.

He slid up and down along Meng Die’s slit, his mouth teasing her even more vigorously, the entire snow-white hemisphere was covered with his traces, finally, Meng Die let out a thin moan, and the fingers that were touching on her lower body clearly felt a warm, thin stream of water slowly secrete out from her slit.

He couldn’t wait to right his cock and grind it against the outside of Mende’s pussy.

Meng Die suddenly woke up what like ouch, propped up his chest and said: “boat, wear …… wear a condom, don’t …… don’t ah ah ah …… “Her reminder is already too late, suddenly filled vagina that full of pleasure let her words suddenly turned into a sour moan.

Zhuang Zhou raised one of Meng Die’s legs in his arms and threw the slippers behind him. Meng Die’s feet have always been very pretty, with slim ankles, small beautiful feet, soft full toes, and toenails dyed a light pink color.

While he pushed into the depths of Meng Die’s delicate and juicy flesh, he cupped Meng Die’s feet to his mouth and gently kissed her paws.

“Ouch …… ah ah ah …… ha ha ……” Meng Die trembled as her foot tried to retract, but he firmly grasped it and refused to Relax, the movement of the tongue on her feet made her a burst of tingling a burst of drilling itch, the sour feeling of friction in her vagina made her moan non-stop, and the strange pleasure on her feet made her can’t help but laugh, “Boat, don’t …… don’t do this …… so itchy …… let go …… dirty ah …… mmmm …… mmmm ……”

Though his mouth was resisting, his body was ultimately honest, and the slippery juices gradually filled the tight cunt, smooth and pleasurable as he pumped and pumped.

Zhuang Zhou’s desire that had been aroused by Zhuang Er’s half-cooked body in the past three days seemed to have found a channel to vent, he stroked Meng Die’s thighs, kissed her feet, and his lower body moved ferociously, the double bed emitted a moan-like sound, and shook rhythmically.

“Boat …… gently ……” Meng Die was pressed a little out of breath, the wave after wave of the impact of her lower body hit her cervix are paralyzed, the distended vagina was rubbed very soothing, but made her somewhat overwhelmed.

Lying on top of her and ruthlessly pushed two more times, Zhuang Zhou gasped and withdrew his movements, murmured his apologies, and buried his penis deep inside her, not moving again for the time being, “It’s because I was too impulsive, I didn’t hold back …… Did I hurt you?”

The soft cavity was baked by the hot penis with a burst of soreness, she moved her hips uneasily, but she didn’t dare to move too much, she just rubbed the center of her cavity against the glans that was inserted in it, “Ummmmm …… no …… it’s just that you’re moving too hard. Got me …… got me like my whole body is falling apart.”

Originally stopped most of the time because he did not wear a condom, durability is not enough, and he did not want to ejaculate so quickly, the result is that Meng Die under him this grinding, the soft heart of the hole spit out the greasy juice, sticking to the head of the tortoise so wriggle ah wriggle ah, so that he was a wave of electric current like pleasure straight to the back of the waist, also do not care if Meng Die is not satisfied, and struggled to wiggle his waist to churn in her hole two times, the thought of the brain to pull out and then ejaculate, but the body has been Uncontrollable, the throbbing penis instinctively tightened against the end of the vagina that was twitching from pleasure and ejaculated freely.

That hot flow provoked a reaction like that of Meng Die’s body, and the tight cavity tightened even more, sucking tightly as if it was trying to squeeze him dry, until there was not a single drop of semen left in his suffocating tube.

He couldn’t tell if Meng Die had also reached an orgasm, and although her face was flushed and she was also a picture of ecstasy, she wasn’t as excited as that time when he had given her a blowjob.

“Oops …… ejaculated a lot ……” she got up and bent over to wipe the sticky inter-femoral area with a paper towel, pouting and whacking him, “Hate it, if there’s a child, suffocate you and I won’t help you stroke the tube.”

Stroking the pipe was a word that was often mentioned when a few of their buddies got together and talked about the dirty parts, and they didn’t expect it to be said by Meng Die at this time. He froze for a moment, and then, laughed out, “If it’s true, I’ll do it myself. Guaranteed not to bully the pot-bellied woman.”

The brain but the emergence of Meng Die that slender waist bloated into a round ball, pregnant women breasts more plump, labia have become fat and full, don’t have a lot of fun ……

He hastily shook his head to rid it of a ridiculous thought and straightened his clothes.

Meng Die cleaned up neatly into the kitchen to cook, he also uninterested in following in and kissed and touched, and finally was pushed out by her crying and laughing, helplessly said, “You ah …… don’t want to go into the kitchen to say, which has such a mess for people.”

Sitting alone on the sofa, he was only a little worried as he touched his chin and thought, since that dream happened, his desire seemed to have become much stronger, especially when he thought of some strange things, such as the thought of Zhuang’er’s green and immature nude body, the thought of Meng Die’s plump breasts and big belly after she got pregnant, and even just now when he reached his climax, he suddenly had an impulse to slap Meng Die on her buttocks. Even when I reached orgasm just now, I suddenly had an urge to slap Meng Die’s buttocks, watching the white buttock flesh blush with red palm prints, and the white naked body writhing with the pain ……

He looked at his crotch in fear, and his erect penis was as firm as ever. He bent over, listening to his rapid heartbeat hands covered between his legs, until Meng Die surprised with a plate stood in front of him, a puzzled and worried face asked, “Boat …… you there …… strained? “

He squeezed out a smile and jokingly stood up and straightened his back, “Why yes, if makeup doesn’t come back after dinner, I’ll show you how healthy it is.”

Meng Die puffed out a laugh and pooh-poohed the dish towards the table, “No seriousness.”

But what I didn’t expect, makeup really didn’t come back for a long time after dinner.

Meng Die was visibly flustered and began dialing her cell phone from the house phone, over and over, but there was no answer.

Zhuang Zhou this time also worried up, the little girl is not familiar with the world, is it really by the netizens how? Favorable makeup out of nothing left, where to go to see who do not know, two people only anxiously sitting on the sofa, can not be helped.

“Let’s call the police.” Meng Die couldn’t resist getting up to go call the police when the doorbell ding-donged.

Zhuang Zhou panicked rushed over to open the door, the door just opened, a petite body with a drunken breath flung softly into his arms, with a drunken voice actually has a crying voice, “sister-in-law husband …… save me …… “

Zhuang Zhou ate a shock, this body is soft and even have no strength like hanging on him, he picked her up and walked over to the bedroom where she and Meng Die temporarily lived, Meng Die was so surprised that she locked the door and followed and asked her, “What’s going on with Zhuang’er you?”

The makeup child is confused and also can not open the eyes like, the mouth of the crystal bright lipstick is also kissed paste, pairs of big earrings also fell one, she moaned like complaining, “That group of son of a bitch …… to …… want to rape me. Fortunately …… fortunately, I poured the drugged wine …… into that son of a bitch …… another stupid girl …… didn’t run out and was taken away by them ……”

Zhuang Zhou put her body on the bed, Meng Die nervously came over to ask questions, but Zhuang Er didn’t answer two sentences before her little face lolled and she fell asleep.

“It looks like we met a pervert. Luckily nothing happened.” Zhuang Zhou comforted Meng Die, while helping Zhuang Er to take off the high heels with thin straps, wearing such a revealing dress at such a young age, it’s no wonder that other people have crooked ideas.

He was actually lost in thought for a moment when he held that slender foot, and that tiny white foot freed from the shoe and sock actually made him a little reluctant to put it down. He stroked it for a while, then fearing that Meng Die would see it, he went to take off the other shoe, taking the opportunity to take off the shoe he secretly pinched on that small foot, his heart bursting with excitement.

Meng Die was only focused on taking care of Zhuang’er and didn’t notice his small movements.

After some cleaning up, the time is not early, Zhuang Zhou help clean up the time to feast their eyes, excited straight to pull Meng Die into the bedroom, but Meng Die is obviously not interested in doing sex things, looks worried and tired. He had no choice but to sit on the sofa and watch TV, sniffing the lemon scent of her shower gel and sitting quietly.

Lying back on the bed, the darkness wrapping around his body along with the soft bed after the dim table lamp had been turned off as well, he closed his eyes and couldn’t help but begin to fantasize in his mind about what had happened to Makeup today.

She sat like a small adult in her mature makeup among a group of boys, joking and laughing as the boys made dirty jokes and moved in on her and the other girl, the drinks dwindled by the glass and the clothes of the two girls were getting thinner and thinner, she felt something was wrong and began to push back the glass that was coming to her mouth, twisting her head around as one of the teenagers flicked some powder into two glasses of wine and advised her with a grin.

She took the glass and smiled with a drunken grin before pouring it into the mouth of the boy who had his arm around her.

After a while, the boy and the other girl were both red in the face and confused throughout, she screamed and cursed and stood up, only to be doused with half a glass of drug laced wine by another boy beside her, she kicked over the outermost skinny guy and ran out, cursing, and by the time she got to the door, she had already stumbled a bit, thankfully a cab took away her already starting to get disoriented.

The other girl, however, was brought into the ramshackle inn by the group of teenagers laughing and joking, she was a little younger than Makeup, probably less than thirteen, and the group of boys stripped off their own clothes as well as stripping her naked, and her petite breasts, which were about the same degree of protrusion as the clasped palms, fell into three or four hands at once, and her humongous red nipples were ripped into a thin strip, making her wail in pain.

But immediately the screams were gagged to a hard cock. She whimpered and took the plunging rod in her mouth, licking it in confusion.

The thin white legs were parted in a nearly straight line, the cleft of flesh on the white, tender, bun-like pubic mound spread wide, and a clean pussy without a trace of hair like the Layla of his dreams was immediately taken over by a boy’s tongue, licking without skill and purely in every place within reach. Soon the saliva was wetting the tightly closed vaginal opening, and the boys worked hand in hand to position the little girl on the edge of the bed pulling her legs apart, with one of the tallest boys standing naked between her legs.

She reached out and pushed futilely against the boy’s belly, but immediately her hands were pulled to her sides to grip the other two straight cocks, and with a half wail – the back half was gagged back by a rod of flesh, and her tight little pussy was jutted in completely ……

Zhuang Zhou gasped, the girl in his fantasies who was being gang raped was sometimes the face of Zhuang Er, sometimes the face of that butterfly in his dreams, but no matter which one, those features with the sweet youthfulness of a young girl excited him to the extreme.

His hand flew to his crotch and then climaxed as the fantasy group of boys sprayed cum onto the girl’s naked body.

He wearily tossed the sticky tissue into the paper basket, his arousal not gone by ejaculation, but only slightly quelled.

He tossed and turned in bed but grew more and more agitated, his physical fatigue and mental exuberance paradoxically intertwined, making himself unsure of when, exactly, he had entered the land of dreams ……

(h)

Spring dream? Zhuang Zhou seldom woke up halfway through a sleep, but it was true that a burst of pleasure was coming from his lower penis, warm and moist, and there was a soft tongue that licked thoughtfully around the prongs of his glans.

He grunted in comfort and half-opened his eyes, then snapped his eyes wide open; the ceiling was an odd metallic color, there was no chandelier, and it was surrounded by huge crystals that glowed – it wasn’t new to him, this was Bart’s room, or rather, it was his room. Only, it was in a dream.

Damn, here we go again in this dream.

He slapped his forehead and sat up, thinking it was Rhea who had leapt out of the room to suck his cock, only to get up and realize that it was the petite, cute robot, Butterfly, who was intently crawling between his legs and licking and slurping.

He looked around, it was still the same as when he woke up from the dream, he himself was even still wearing the clothes from that time. Memory automatically took over the situation at that time, he frowned and slapped his forehead somewhat embarrassedly and asked, “Die’er, what are you …… doing?” If he didn’t remember wrongly, Die’er should have been asleep in his arms.

Butterfly slowly licked the side of the stem and spat out the rod, smiling sweetly, “Master your rod suddenly got hard, Butterfly saw that it was going to be morning anyway, so she wanted to help her master contain it, who knew that master had woken up.”

He looked at Butterfly’s innocent expression, a trace of crystalline saliva still hanging at the corner of her small red mouth, pulling out a thin silver wire between her lips and her glans, a fire in his heart, he sat up straight and simply pulled his pants off, pulling Butterfly into his arms, trembling as he brushed his hand up her chest.

It was taut and bouncy, and while it didn’t have the peaks that rose high out of his breasts, it sent a thrill through him just by touching it through his shirt.

Butterfly let out a long hmmm and leaned her head against his chest, her slippery tight little ass sitting on his thighs, her ass groove just pinching his glans. Butterfly squinted her crescent-like eyes and panted, “Master, you’re doing horny things again ……”

He licked the back of Butterfly’s delicate skin on the back of her neck that didn’t see a single pore, and smiled like a blessed soul, “I’m going to do even more colorful things to Butterfly.”

Butterfly turned her back and gripped the penis pressed against her ass with both hands, slowly lassoing it on one side while letting out a sweet humming sound, “Master hasn’t even done anything horny to Butterfly for a long time ……”

A little skeptical that a robot could be used for intercourse, he reached down and plucked at the little panties under Diehl’s nightgown, running his fingers in along the warm, delicate skin that wasn’t all that different from a human’s, and proceeded to touch the delicate pussy that wasn’t even a single hair, that was bare and soft.

When he was roughly raping Rhea he was just cathartic from pure impatience, he didn’t pay any attention to the difference between the place he was penetrating and a mature woman except for its tightness, but now he could carefully trace and depict with his fingertips the inter-femoral area of a little girl who was so full of dorsal dexterity pleasure.

“Butterfly, are you really a robot?” His fingers kept exploring, the pubic mound was still very thin, rubbing on the skin could clearly feel the hard pubic bone, the soft and tender labia were delicate and tightly closed together, when his fingertips stroked over, he could feel her whole shy place trembling slightly, the tender buds at the top were almost undeveloped and encased in the tender skin, there was no difference in the appearance, it was just like a real human little girl.

Butterfly with his touch issued a low moan, very enjoyable look, “master …… Butterfly is human body transformation ah …… master when because spent a good amount of money, a full and butterfly in the house together for a month , as soon as he had the stamina to do it, he almost broke Die’er it ……”

Human body …… This is …… a real girl’s body? His hand paused between her strands, but his fingers were already squeezing into the lips of her cunt, his fingertips resting at the mouth of the tiny fleshy hole, which shrank and shrank as a stream of heat washed over his fingers.

“Master? What’s wrong with you? Butterfly …… Butterfly is getting hot down there …… Don’t stop ah ……”

Butterfly let go of her grip on his penis and braced herself against his thighs, her petite body shifted and took the initiative to take in his fingertip with that little meaty hole, and then gasped sharply and wiggled her little buttocks, letting his fingertip move in and out of her pussy, “Ahhhh …… master’s fingertip …… so hot …… so rough …… grinds the butterfly …… so sore, so much water …… out …… out …… out ……”

The tip of his finger was slippery, he couldn’t help but poke his finger deeper, there was a lot of resistance in the pussy, it was covered with fine folds of tender flesh, but there was already plenty of wetness inside, and the deeper he went, the more the curvy and slender cunt gave birth to a sensation of sucking inwards, the mucous membranes around it squirming and wanting to swallow the finger like it was a finger, I wonder what kind of pleasure it would have been if he had actually inserted his cock into it.

He curled his fingers up slightly, wanting to carefully feel the inside of this uncooked female genitalia, not realizing that with this simple gouge, Butterfly let out an ah, her petite body bounced violently, her legs trembled and tensed, and she cried out in a low voice, “Master …… ah ah ah … …Master …… Butterfly …… Butterfly is coming …… ah ah ah …… “Stretchy muscles violently hooped his fingers, winding a sucking, Die’er ah ah ah screamed a few times, only to be deflated as if leaning in his arms pouting and complaining, “Master …… you put Die’er’s sensitivity level open so high …… Just don’t do foreplay okay …… so …… Butterfly will not be able to stand it.”

Sensitivity level? He literally guessed that this was probably the reason why just her fingers made her have an orgasm-like reaction. It seemed that …… even if it was more human-like, this was nothing more than a modified toy.

His arousal was suddenly mostly gone, but the residual desire still needed to be addressed, and he picked up Butterfly’s body so that her femur was right on his erect penis, and slowly lowered it. The glans slowly squeezed into Die’er’s lower body, the tender red cleft of flesh was stretched open, the juicy labia sucked tightly on the sides of the fleshy shaft, and a wave of relief washed over him before he could fully penetrate.

Butterfly softly let him hold and put down, when the turtle head pushed into her, her breath was held as red as her little face, tightly gripping the skirt of the nightgown, frowning with a look of both hard and happy.

It was as if his glans was pressed against a mass of soft flesh with no entrance, and although it was covered in slippery mucus, going deeper was still incredibly difficult, and the part that entered was tightly circled and sucked as hard as a baby’s tiny mouth.

It was tighter, hotter, and more soulful than Leia’s pussy. Although it felt less exciting mentally, the carnal satisfaction was immediate and intense. He crossed his mind, and after making sure that most of his glans was already inserted in his vagina, he simply pulled Die’er’s waist and sank down. Die’er let out a loud cry, and the whole meat stick went in as far as it could go.

It really was incredibly petite, and his hand cradled in the small of her back could almost feel a slight bulge in her tiny stomach from his thrusts.

His cock ached a little as well, the tight as hell flesh made him wonder if it would crack from his penetration, the inner walls were indeed tight to the breaking point, but his cock was still swelling from the pleasure.

He tried to pump outward, the pussy door tightly strangled his root, making the inside seem like a vacuum with the feeling of outward turning as he pumped out, Die’er was even more unable to bear it as she bobbed her head and wailed, “Master, master don’t, don’t move ……Die’er… …Butterfly is going to break down …… ah ah ah ……”

He was really a little worried, but subconsciously there seemed to be a voice telling him it was okay, he could let go and do it. He pushed himself up so that Butterfly’s body flopped onto the coffee table by the couch, the lower half of his body lifted up, his thin white legs held in his hands and parted to the side of his waist so that his somewhat obese stomach could no longer block his movements.

Butterfly’s face was pressed against the glass, drool running from the corners of her mouth blotting into a puddle, reflecting the innocent face showing a complex sense of lasciviousness.

He laboriously withdrew his rod and then slammed it, the tender red muscles at the mouth of his flesh expanding to their limits once again, the pink and white mound of shame occupied to the fullest.

Although that tight little pussy kept convulsing as if it had reached an orgasm, there had still been enough lubricating fluid inside the pussy all the time, and no more lewd juices had spewed out, unlike Leia who had been ravished by him enough to wet a small half of the couch that night.

He moved dozens of times, his gasps getting more and more violent, the pleasure escalating, but he ran out of strength in his loins, and he held Butterfly’s ass against her legs intending to rest as much as he did, and his cock just soaked deep into her cunt.

I didn’t expect Butterfly’s pussy slowly squirmed and waited for a few moments, but it began to violently squirm, the delicate inner wall as if it had a life of its own wrapped around his penis clamping it one by one, he didn’t have to move at all to enjoy the great pleasure, he looked to Butterfly’s face, Butterfly was biting her lips in a forceful manner, and her mouth let out the warm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Even the center of the flower at the end of the cunt opened its little mouth to wrap around the glans, wet and slippery, rubbing and sucking on it, and the taut, tender flesh at the cunt’s door was even more swollen and engorged with blood, strangling his root firmly, closing inward, one at a time.

This all-around three-dimensional stimulation caused his pleasure to rise rapidly, and as Butterfly reached out her small hand to touch his meat sack and tenderly stroked those two taut balls, he finally couldn’t hold on any longer, and ejaculated his semen just thrusting into her body.

He sat back down on the couch, panting heavily, while Butterfly immediately regained her spirits and bounced down from the coffee table to open the door to the inner room, then forked her legs at the house. He was just wondering, the house whimpered and climbed out of a petite white body, Leia excitedly in Butterfly’s pubic mound out of the pink little meat tongue licked and sucked, every drop of sperm plasma did not let go of all licked into the mouth.

His throat tightened and his mouth went dry as he watched the lewd images that made up these two little girls.

Butterfly watched as she was licked clean between her strands before dropping her nightgown and patting Rhea’s head before pointing to the couch. Rhea bobbed her head, whimpered, and jumped right up onto the coffee table, flinging herself into his arms.

He was slammed into the hot little body and before he could wrap his arms around Rhea’s naked body, she slid between his legs, cupped his already softening cock in one small hand, and with an ah-whimper, stuffed it into her mouth.

A hot, wet mouth wrapped around the softly dangling meatworm, and a slippery tongue carefully cleaned every ounce of liquid left on it.

He stretched his hand out and retracted it, enjoying it peacefully. Butterfly had changed in the other room and walked back in her cute pink dress, sitting beside him with a smile and asked curiously, “Master, did you dream of anything last night?”

“Hmm?” He was feeling the slightest tingle from the soft tongue and just hmmmed to indicate his confusion.

Butterfly leaned in his arms and said strangely, “But Butterfly heard master talking in his sleep …… It was the words from the ancient language system that master used to have installed in Butterfly’s system.”

He shuddered, his desire to raise his head a bit from Rhea’s licking was poured like cold water, “Are you …… you kidding me.” Here is only a dream …… how could he himself be talking in a dream!

Butterfly Er somewhat aggrievedly pouted, “Butterfly Er wouldn’t lie, Butterfly Er isn’t one of you humans who can’t move. However, master spoke very quietly, Die’er was actually woken up by master’s rod and only heard it.”

He was a little confused, what would he have to do to prove that all this was now nothing more than he was dreaming? He fiercely pinched his arm, and it hurt. But Zhuang Zhou would also hurt.

He gently patted Rhea’s face, then got up and pulled away from Rhea’s mouth, who watched in disappointment as her semi-erect penis left her lips, and grunted twice, her large eyes dropping pitifully. He let Butterfly stay with Rea, and casually put on a pair of pants himself and left the room.

He wanted to see Makeup, the one who was his wife here. He had a vague feeling that the coded videos would help him leave this dream, the longer he stayed in this dream the more scared he felt, a fear that stemmed from deep down, and as his wife it was only right that she should at least know something about it.

The lovely plump maid gave a very surprised look as he walked up to the third floor, and it did seem like it had been a long time since he had been in his wife’s bedroom. Although, telling himself it was in a dream, he still felt a little guilty.

The silver doors of the bedroom slid noiselessly to either side, and inside were sci-fi furnishings that were completely unacceptable to him, and he walked through the outer study-like room, glancing around at the machines that gave him a wave of disgust at the very sight of them, even the bookshelves covered in iron-gray piping.

Inside, there was only one metal door, which naturally led to Makeup’s sleeping quarters. There was also a blinking laser virtual screen in front of the door that flashed a long list of data and strange text descriptions such as “Ms. Dreem, 92/sec, high body temperature, abnormal sleep state” and so on, which changed over time.

Beside the door was a palm-like impression, and he placed his hand on it, and it flickered for a moment, and a warm light swept across his palm, and then the door slid noiselessly open to one side.

He walked into the bedroom with his head down thinking about how to speak. But when he looked up to speak, he realized that he didn’t seem to have come at the right time.

The bed was a very large metal disk with a soft glowing blue cover over it, and the disk was covered with a gorgeous mattress and pillow quilt, and Makeup slept on it, with gentle daylight-like light pouring down on her.

She wore metal glasses that looked like an eyepatch, blocking the upper half of her face, but the exposed nose flapped and let out a delicate gasp, her cheeks looked very flushed, and a small red mouth murmured a moving moan, her little tongue licking her lips as if it were hard to hold back.

The quilt was kicked aside and most of it fell under the disk, only one corner covering her snow-white belly, and she put one hand on her own breasts, resting on the plump breasts that didn’t really have any cover, pressing them unconsciously, while the other hand went through the corner of the quilt covering her belly and stroked the bulging mounds of her pubic chubs through her thin silk panties.

The fabric there was soaked through and through, and you could clearly see the black shadows and a little outline of the labia.

Her legs were parted wide, her toes stretched and spread wide on her taut, shapely feet, and her waist arched upward slightly whenever her hand touched on her pubic mound.

As far as he knew, there was no shortage of props or bionics to please women in this world, but there were none of those to be seen in this room. She was simply pleasuring herself with her hands, like an aphrodisiacal dream accompanied by titillating somnambulism.

He had a sudden pang of heartache at just how long his dream self had left this woman out in the cold before she slept alone in a house with her husband’s presence until she masturbated in the early morning.

But the image was clearly tantalizing, not as enticing as the allure of Rhea’s and Butterfly’s youthful bodies, but enough to make his lust flourish.

His eyes slid over the ripe, beautifully nubile body on the bed, from the full, erect peaks of her breasts to her flat, snow-white belly to the soft, delicate private parts between her straight, firm legs.

This is his wife and she is in need of comfort ……

He swallowed, figuring it should be easier to ask what he wanted to know if he satisfied her first before asking.

So he walked over, gingerly pulled off his pants, and climbed into her bed.

(i)

He climbed on top of Zhuang’er, who was still immersed in masturbatory pleasure, and braced his hands on the side of her chest, looking at the pink puffy breasts that rose and fell with his breath, and couldn’t help but lower his head to take in the nipple that stood up at the top, his lips clamping down on the small strip of red and softness, and flirting with it with the tip of his tongue.

The slightly quivering female body suddenly tensed, a quizzical sound escaped her small mouth, and immediately the near-completely naked body went rigid, and he froze, and before he could understand what was going on, he felt a forceful shove against his chest, and his entire body tumbled over the edge of the disk-like bed.

His jaw dropped at a loss for words when he saw Makeup pulling at the sheet to cover his body as if in shock, and even the hood over his eyes that he couldn’t take off in time, reached out in a panic to press one of the consoles next to the bed.

Almost instinctively he yelled out, “Makeup, it’s me!”

The slender finger paused by the red button and then, slowly retracting, removed the huge eyepatch.

“Bart, how …… how is it you ……” Makeup looked at him who had fallen on the edge of the bed, and a blushing flush suddenly appeared on her face, rubbing uneasily at the corner of the quilt which was drawn over her chest. “Why are you …… you here? Something wrong?” At the end of the question, her raised eyes actually carried a hint of blazing anticipation, as if she hoped that he hadn’t come because he had something to do.

He barely managed to squeeze out a smile and climbed onto the bed again, now he suddenly just wanted to soothe this woman, this poor woman who was lonely and hanging on to her wife’s name, he probed over and gently kissed her earlobe as if he had already known that this was her sensitive zone, “Makeup, I’m your husband, shouldn’t I have been in your room in the first place ……”

A tiny shiver ran through her body and she tilted her head slightly to avoid the fire in her earlobe, whining, “How ironic that you remembered you were my husband after you lost your memory ……”

“Blank, just the chance to start over, isn’t it.” He murmured, truly treating Zhuang’er as if she were his wife who had been left out in the cold for a long time, delicately kissing her starting from the base of her ear towards her neck, and then placing a soft kiss on her rose-colored lips, saying seriously, “Zhuang’er, I’m not from this world, but since I’m now your husband, I’ll care for you as if you were my wife. “

Makeup skimmed the corner of her mouth, slightly sideways, the corner of her eyes actually have water light flashing, “It s ridiculous, I …… I actually really think that you are a person from another world. Bart …… he absolutely can not say this kind of words.”

He embraced her tenderly and gently pressed her down onto the bed, caressing the side of her waist and slowly sliding up the inside of her parted thighs, “Makeup, maybe …… Bart wanted to say that to you, too, just …… just he couldn’t say it, I guess.”

Makeup groaned softly and shook her head, saying softly with some mockery, “People are hard to change. Just like you, it was the loss of your memories that made you this way ……”

He didn’t want to bring the conversation back to amnesia, he knew it would be hard to convince Makeup that he had come into the world in a dream, and the dampness between that he now felt in his erect penis told him that it was very inopportune to discuss the issue now, so he went straight to gagging her lips with his mouth.

He was a little surprised to find that Zhuang’er was so rusty at kissing, he teased open her tightly closed lips and the tongue that reached into her mouth was met with a completely raw response, like a little girl in her first love, the overwhelmed little tongue only knew how to stiffly cater to his tongue.

Consider that he and Meng Die, although they took the final step very late, had kissed each other to death very early on.

He wanted to do some more foreplay, but the way Makeup couldn’t wait hurriedly gripped his cock, spreading his legs and arching his back, a hard, low grunt escaping his lips.

Already being pulled by her hand to the pussy door, he didn’t bother much more, and following the force of her hand, he pushed inward, a warm and soft sensation pressed against the front end, and the glans effortlessly squeezed into a wet and fertile little flesh hole. Compared to the tight flesh hole full of elasticity and pressure of Raiya and Die’er, Zhuang’er’s body was a lot less stimulating, but it was comfortable and warm, and the warm cavity twitched with excitement, and the long-expired center of the flower was flaccid and spewed out a large amount of liquid the first time he pushed into it.

Makeup’s limbs climbed tightly around him, opening her little mouth A. ohh Oh… The moan was not intense, but full of pleasure. He moved his body with difficulty, letting his cock move in and out of her.

“Bart …… ah ah ah …… you …… you if you can …… uh ah …… be able to keep losing your memory, that would be so nice ……” She catered to his movements with abandon, her supple waist twisting wildly and her plump, snow-white hips swiveling and rocking.

He had thought that Zhuang’er would soon be sent to orgasm by him, but until the waist is sore Zhuang’er still not light and heavy moaning and twisting the waist and hips, the hole is still slippery but do not feel the signs of orgasm to come.

He rolled over with Makeup in his arms so that she was lying on her back with her round ass high up on the bed, and fucked his way in from behind her ass, a position where Makeup could also conveniently arch back and shrug her waist to move on her own.

He stroked the flesh of her ass with one hand, and with the other he went around to the front of her waist and began to stimulate her nub with his fingers, mixing in churning and grinding with his thrusts, which was pretty much everything he had, but Makeup simply rocked her hips faster, and moaned even less.

He stroked hard for dozens of times, the pleasure built up in the back of his waist gradually overflowed, makeup should also feel the penis inside gradually swelled to its maximum, suddenly broke away from him, turned back to pounce on him fiercely, sat on top of him with crossed legs, took the initiative to swallow his penis with her lower body, and then up and down the back and forth effortlessly swayed her thin waist, ambling down and hanging a pair of plump breasts to moan like pleading: “Kiss me …… like you just kissed me ……”

He raised himself up and wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her on the mouth, the tangle of lips and tongues with her lower body still grinding rapidly against his cock soon brought him to climax, and he pushed his cock into her as hard as he could to get as much cum as he could squirt deep into her most delicate and soft depths.

She shuddered and kissed him to meet his cum, and remained in that position for nearly five minutes before she gasped and rolled over onto her side, running her hand somewhat retrospectively over the wet pubic hair on her pubic mound.

He turned on his side and gently stroked her body, saying with some apology, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold back.”

Instead, she wore an expression of contentment and delight, “This is the happiest day of my life since Bart …… got married.”

He said with some confusion, “But …… you haven’t had an orgasm yet.”

She withdrew her hand from her crotch, flicked the tip of her tongue to lick the murky bodily fluids from it, and said faintly, “Bart, right now I’m so glad you’ve lost your memory. All those orgasmic days, I’ve never been more satisfied than I am today.”

A tear suddenly rolled down from the corner of her eye, sliding across her cheek and falling into the gorgeous quilt, “It was only today …… that I finally felt like being your wife.”

He lowered his head and watched her pretty breasts change shape in his hands, “Is Bart …… really that bad?”

A complex emotion appeared in Makeup’s eyes, and she murmured, “No. …… The old you …… was just too egotistical, thinking that the way you liked it was love. Or, you never loved me before.”

“No.” He blurted out, but immediately became unsure of how to follow it up, saying in a mumbled voice, “Bart, surely he wouldn’t just marry a random woman. Maybe ……” he said hesitantly, thinking of the man in those videos he watched who was so empty and bored that all he could think about was lust, “he just …… didn’t know how to love you. “

Makeup braced herself and stared at him intently, seeing him get a little embarrassed. She sighed and said softly, “You learned a lot in your dreams, and all that boring entertainment chip literature doesn’t seem entirely useless.”

He forced a smile, unwilling to argue much on the subject; back in reality, this was just a dream world after all.

“Bart ……” she stroked his cheek, “I hope I can bear you a child this time. A child who can take up my burden.”

The two snuggled together quietly like a real couple until the unknown instrument at the doorway made a pleasant musical sound, and only then did Makeup reluctantly get up and leave the bed, “Bart, I’m ready to go to work.”

He hesitated, but asked, “Makeup, do you know my password for those videos?”

Makeup stopped in the doorway of the metal door that slid open and looked back at him with some contempt and some disappointment for a long moment before saying softly, “The code is my name if it has my name on it. The others, I don’t know. Bart ……” She shook her head and sighed, “You, after all, are still you.”

He didn’t care to chew on the meaning of makeup’s last words, he desperately wanted to know what was in those videos, and it was as if a voice in the underworld was guiding him, telling him that once he saw Bart’s past, everything would have a clear direction.

While Makeup went to wash and dress, he hurriedly pulled on his pants and kissed her running down to the second floor.

As soon as he entered that familiar room, he pulled Butterfly straight to the large table with the screen on it and hurriedly pushed her onto it.

Butterfly rubbed her little ass and beamed as she lifted her skirt up to spread her legs apart, muttering, “You want more, Master?”

He ah’d, then watched as Butterfly started to raise her ass and pull down on her tiny panties, and quickly waved her hand and said, “No, no, put them on, I’m trying to watch the video file.”

Butterfly instantly blushed with shame and quickly straightened her clothes, then hung her head while pulling up her blouse to connect the transmission line while complaining, “Master usually watches it at night, how did Butterfly know that you suddenly changed your mind.”

After passing the password review, he found a few paths related to Zhuang’er and double-clicked on them to enter “Zhuang’er” as the password, but I didn’t expect that after confirming it, it popped up that the number of password digits was insufficient.

He froze for a moment, thought about it, and typed in “Drem Frye”, and after this confirmation, an animation of a small lock snapping and shattering finally appeared on the screen. The blocked path finally unfolded.

Tapping play softly on the first file, he leaned back in his chair and watched the screen go black ……

Brightening up again, the screen appeared, still familiar to him, a large room with camera equipment in all four corners, the screen still divided into four pieces faithfully recording every detail of the room.

The realistic sound effects faithfully convey the voice of Makeup in the picture, a voice full of surprised fear and helplessness.

“Bart …… what are you doing, let go of me! Put me down!”

A soft, translucent fiber rope dangled down from the center of the room, the rope tied tightly around Zhuang’er’s hands so that her body could only dangle from the floor, the tips of her feet just able to touch the ground. Her body was dressed in a nightgown, her face still bearing the marks left by the sheet, her bare legs swaying at a loss for words, “What are you doing? Why …… why are you tying me up?”

The door opened noiselessly, and he came in with a black multi-headed whip, walked quietly to her, stroked her body and said, “Mrs. Frye, you have a beautiful body …… but why does it have to be so ripe?”

“Bart …… what are you doing? Don’t …… don’t do this, I …… I apologize, I drank too much last night some fell asleep it was my fault, you put me down, I will do a good job of a wife’s duty, please …… “Zhuang’er watched as he raised the whip and pleaded in horror, but immediately the whip flew down on her bare thighs with a snap.

“Ah ah …… well …… it hurts.” Tears immediately flowed out of Makeup’s eyes, and her leg, which had a red mark drawn out of it, trembled violently.

“Good girl, darling.” He gently stroked the whip marks on Makeup’s legs, crouching down to flick his tongue over them, murmuring, “I’m doing this to make you happy, it’s the only way to make a mature woman happy that I know how to do, and trust me I won’t let you down.”

“I’m not happy! I hurt! You put me down …… put me down!” Makeup squirmed like a fish, but her thighs were held in a death grip as he licked his tongue further and further in, gradually sliding it between her strands.

Her body stiffened and a confused expression appeared on her face as tiny bumps appeared on the skin of her thighs, “Ummmmm …… you …… you …… ” she grunted twice, but didn’t continue, instead letting out a cry of pain mixed with confusion as he was opening his mouth and gently nibbling on the muscles of her inner thigh.

Rubbing his cheek against her thigh for a while, he moved to remove her panties, the fabric on the bottom side clearly showing a little water mark, “You’re going to love this.” He said softly, sticking his tongue out and exploring her sparse hairs while slapping her high ass.

“Ah!” A shudder of pain ran through her ass, and the sensation between her thighs made her hot again, and she sobbed and bowed her head to him, “Bart, what did I do wrong …… for you to do this to me.”

“You’ve done nothing wrong.” He stood up and walked around to her back and swung the whip at her ass, excitedly, “I like you a lot, but I know that mature women aren’t easy to satisfy, and I love you, so I’m going to make it so you can take the pleasure I bring you.”

Her body jerked from one stroke to the next with the crack of the whip, screaming loudly in agony as the hem of the nightgown covering the full mounds of her buttocks gradually broke, revealing the red, swollen mounds of soft flesh.

“You see, your body learns quickly.” He gasped and grabbed one breast hard from behind, rubbing it vigorously, his other hand dropped the whip and reached between her legs, covering the pubic mound and pivoting it with his middle finger, “It’s already wet …… You’re even a virgin? Must masturbate a lot.”

“Hu …… nonsense! It hurts …… you …… you don’t push so hard ah ……” Makeup’s face was turning a little white, the skin on her chest appeared bruises, but the The vaginal opening that was constantly stroked and teased by the middle finger appeared obvious crystalized water marks.

“Mmmmmm …… not as tight as a little girl.” He let out a sigh of approval as one finger squeezed hard into the center of the tight lips and flesh, thinking he must have pierced the entrance to the virgin’s flesh.

“Ahhhh …… it hurts …… it hurts …… don’t …… don’t go in there! ” Makeup desperately stood on her tiptoes, trying to keep that finger from going any deeper, but her dangling body only twisted in vain, and the finger should have touched the hymen, allowing her delicate private parts to welcome the first intruder.

“Slap!” With a resounding thud, he took her high by the waist so her ass puckered back and slapped her across the face, glaring with a wry smile and saying, “Well? Does the front still hurt?”

For the next five or six minutes, the screen was filled with monotonous hand-waving motions, and you could tell that he hadn’t used much force, but that white ass was still red from the spanking, and Makeup cried out loudly, not knowing whether it was because of the pain or the humiliation.

“On weekdays I’m at your disposal, the company, the house, the money, I can leave it all to you.” He whispered low in her ear, spreading her ass cleavage and aiming his cock at her pussy door, slowly pushing in, “But when it comes to sex, you belong entirely to me!” His voice suddenly became high-pitched as his fat belly pushed into the top of her ass in one swift motion, and her body jerked violently, her dangling body slammed forward and off the ground, the roots of her white legs twisting in agony as a stream of bright red blood trickled down from where the two of them had met.

“Ahhhhh ……” she cried out, perhaps never imagining that she had lost her wedding night and her virginity in such a way, her hands tied and whip marks on her ass and thighs, like the rape of a sex slave, she was being doggy style penetration from behind her ass by her own husband ……

(j)

He pressed firmly on his chest, watching in disbelief as he watched on the screen as he laid the ravished to the point of deflowering like makeup on the floor, carefully bound with ropes, the roots of his breasts strangled tightly, his hands tied behind his back, his ankles pulled behind him and tethered to the tied elbows, and then hoisted up like that once more.

The rope that passed between her femurs deliberately left two rope jerks between the red, swollen labia, and when she was hoisted up, the strangulation tightened the rope so that the knots instantly sank into the labia, which were still bloodied from the torn melon, and rubbed tightly against the swollen, blood-engorged slit.

“I was the only one who ejaculated just now and you didn’t even come.” Satisfied, he ran the tip of his whip across her delicate nipples rather apologetically, “But that’s okay, I’ll be right there to satisfy you.”

“Oooo …… oooo!” Makeup tossed her head, but with her mouth stuffed with a pincer-jawed ball covered in tiny holes, only drool continued to flow down her throat, and she could only let out muffled cries of grief.

This time he didn’t use the whip, instead he took out a small ball covered in fine soft long hairs, he squeezed it gently and it immediately buzzed and vibrated, the fine hairs on it tough and sliding with the beeping as he stepped between her bound legs, where there was no resistance, the vaginal opening that was still covered in his cum opened helplessly with a small hole that contracted one at a time.

He pushed the ball against his finger into her vagina, and when the long hairs touched the tender flesh of her pussy door, he could clearly see the tender muscles at the base of her legs start to twitch slightly, and as the ball went deeper, the whole thigh started to tremble, and when the ball was completely inside her vagina, her body, which was already nearly calm, wriggled violently again, her eyes looking around in supplication, and her cheeks flushed with a flushed color.

He took out another small metal ring with thin fiber strings attached to either side of it, and he parted her cunt lips and peeled the tender red bud of flesh from her foreskin, then pressed the small ring gently against it, the string wrapping around the back of her hips and tying it in a knot.

She was being tortured as it were by the sensation of the long hairs inside her scraping and sweeping, not paying attention to the new addition to her body until he pressed on a button of some sort, and her body jerked rigid, then bounced in the air, a whimper on the verge of collapse escaping her lips.

He leisurely came around in front of her, fixed her naked body with both hands, lowered his body, opened his mouth and took one side of her nipple, licking it delicately. The breasts strangled by the rope appeared to be particularly prominent, and the engorged nipple must be particularly sensitive, her struggle became more and more feeble, and finally she hung her head in despair, drooling and sweating along with the lewd water that was like a dike between her legs falling towards the ground, landing on water stains of different sizes.

He said softly as if reciting a mantra, “Drem, actually …… pain can be quite pleasant.”

She lifted her head feebly, her listless eyes and dripping love juices showing that she was being tormented by orgasm after orgasm, and when she saw him pick up the whip, she closed her eyes in agony and hung her head again.

Flying whips, overflowing lewd juices, white skin, red welts, trembling female bodies, desperate cries of grief, nearly half an hour afterward was filled with these brutal and beautiful scenes, and he quickly pulled back the progress bar until the video went on for a good two hours before the blob was removed from her, the little ring still affixed to her nub, and the ropes hadn’t loosened a bit.

He took out his little ball just to get inside her again.

He watched the screen as Makeup’s whip-covered body rocked back and forth, his aroused cock thrusting rapidly inside his mucus-covered vagina, and Makeup’s eyes became progressively more and more confused ……

He clicked off violently, gasping for air, and a chill ran down his back, so much so that sweat actually soaked through his clothes. He calmed his tumultuous emotions and shakily opened the video behind him, pulling the progress bar to quickly review it.

The second, with her hands and feet tied separately, makeup child was secured to a dais, her nipples clamped to metal clamps, her pussy lips torn to the sides by two small clamps, and a thick stream of cum slowly flowing back out of her center pussy door.

The third, Makeup, who was suspended with her hands and one leg tied, straining to support herself on one leg, had a thin hose poked into her anus, filling it incessantly, and she had a huge motorized dildo full of protruding particles inserted into her cunt, which wriggled and rocked in time with her moans.

The fourth, bound up in a ball, lay on her back, two thin soft hairs sticking out of the tips of her tits, a small clip of next to wire was being clamped on her pussy core, he was so excited that he sat on top of her, pushing her tits together pumping his cock between her cleavage, and every once in a while her body jerked and her mouth left crystallized drool on the corners of her mouth.

Fifth, sixth ……

He yelped and clicked back to the beginning of the path, he looked again at the path he had chosen, the name was “Honeymoon”. He covered his head in pain, and felt as if he had a vision in his mind of Makeup looking at him with a sneer as she sneered at him, “See? This is our honeymoon, this is how you turned me from a young girl into a woman.”

He casually clicked on the path “blame” under the name of the next makeup girl and opened another video without much hope.

The scene begins, but it’s an angry man who is dragging Makeup by the hair towards the house and pulling him in!

Makeup struggled desperately, her mouth explaining something, “Bart! You let go of me, I said! I didn’t mean to look down on you in any way! It was really a small thing! All the board members said they didn’t need to let you know about it!”

Without a word, he pushed her to the floor and returned to rummaging for something.

Makeup rubbed her twisted foot in some exasperation and shouted, “What are you doing! I have to go to work later.”

She softened her tone somewhat reluctantly, “Okay …… Bart, I apologize, and I will keep you informed about things like this in the future. I promise it won’t happen again.”

He walked back with a bottle of something, stared her in the face and said, “Take off your clothes.”

Her eyes widened and she screamed, “Bart! I told you, I have to go to work. The directors are waiting for me to go to a meeting! This is a business that involves thousands of tons of cold crystals!”

“Strip.” He said still flatly, “I’m going to fuck you now, and you better strip and pucker your ass for me.”

She stood up and glared back at him, “Are you crazy? You can go to your ridiculous 874 if you want to vent, I’m going to work!” She lifted her leg and headed out the door only to be pulled back as he grimaced and said again, “You’re my wife and I’m going to fuck you, now, right now!” He ripped the chain of his pants roughly and his erect cock popped out with a snap, “Strip.”

She clenched her fists and stared at him, then shuddered and took two steps back, biting her bottom lip tightly as a watery glow of humiliation appeared in her eyes.

She exhaled, hung her head and slowly raised her hands and began to unbutton her own breasts.

“No need to take off that side, take off your panties!” He whispered impatiently and walked over to her, “Lick me.”

She took a few deep breaths, restrained herself from lifting her legs and taking off her panties and setting them aside, slowly squatting down and beginning to suck his cock.

He pulled her by the hair and pumped in and out of her mouth dozens of times before pulling out violently, “Stand up, turn around and bend over and lift your ass for me!”

She coughed loudly a few times and said somewhat strangely, “Where …… is your rope?” When she said the word rope, her complexion became unusually complicated.

“Turn around! Lift up your fucking skirt!” He ordered gruffly, watching her reluctantly do as she was told before walking over and spreading her ass, “I’m not interested in tying you up today because I don’t intend to make you come! Don’t you hate enemas and anal plugs? I’m going to show you the pleasures of the asshole today.”

She suddenly struggled at that, but was immediately pinned down by him with her head pressed to the edge of the table as he spit some spit and smeared it on his rod, and without any foreplay like a rape, he just shoved his cock into her ass.

“Oooh ……” Having had many enemas for good measure, the cock was smooth and fully inserted into her ass, and she cringed and gripped the edge of the table with both hands, holding back as she slumped down on the table.

The propped up daisy bud flopped in and out and she closed her eyes in disgust, but couldn’t stop the vagina from starting to get wet from this anal sex, slowly flowing out of her body.

While the foreign object churned in her rectum, her body gradually began to get aroused and a suppressed moan escaped her lips, mental disgust not changing the physical response. With abandon she stretched her body and began to meet the onslaught behind her with an arching of her plump hips. A cruel grin appeared on his face as he squeezed her ass and suddenly let out a low growl as he thrust rapidly.

She opened her eyes in some surprise and said in a panic, “Don’t …… not so fast! Bart, no!”

With a victor’s grin of satisfaction, he wrapped his arms around her waist and ejaculated in her rectum, withdrawing his rod, he looked down at her wet pussy, listening to her unsatisfied moans, and plucked a glob of something out of the bottle he was holding, and like a salve, applied it suddenly to her labia, around her nipple, and deep in her vagina.

“What are you smearing me with?” Sensing something was wrong, she jerked up and stood, running her hands between her own strands, the cum that had flowed back out of her anus dangling in a long line behind her.

“Nothing, something I wouldn’t care to use to make you orgasm. But it’s perfect for punishing you.”

“You …… you ……” she took two steps, then cupped the small of her back and suddenly sat down as if her whole body was weak, “So …… so hot ……”

He took the ropes, but instead of complicated binding, he just hoisted her hands and tied her legs apart to her sides, stretching her beautiful body out in the middle of the room.

Then he left the room.

It was then that he noticed at the table that the video was very long, he pulled forward a small amount and the expression on the screen of Makeup’s face became strange, her legs trying hard to pinch in the center, without panties she could clearly see the lewdness running down her inner thighs in increasing amounts.

“Bart! Let go of me! …… Ahhhhhh …… I can’t take it anymore! Let go of me ……”

He pulled back on his progress, the initial roar turning into a plea, then a springy moan, and finally a desperate wail.

The red marks from the rope could be clearly seen on her slender ankles, but her legs could never be brought together even a little bit, and her spread pussy lips were incapable of even the most lowly of comforts such as rubbing against each other; there was no orgasm, there was just an endless buildup of pleasure.

He pulled the progress bar to the end in one fell swoop, not because he couldn’t bear to watch it, but the images of the winking female bodies that were forcing the soreness and tingling inside them, but couldn’t hold it back and couldn’t detach themselves from it, were making his aroused rod ache a little. The shock these images gave him was second only to the excitement brought by those immature naked bodies.

The video ends with him reappearing, releasing her before tying her hands and binding her upper body tightly with rope, leaving her legs free.

She pounced on him wildly, unzipped his pants with her mouth, worked her lips and tongue to get him fully erect, then sat on top of him, sobbing and letting his cock enter her, moving up and down frantically with tears in her eyes until she was drained, still on her back, wiggling her ass and grinding against his body.

“Ahhhh …… high …… orgasm ahhhh ……! Oooooooo……”

The video ends with her swollen slit squirting copiously with clear splashes of water as she screams and moans at the top of her lungs.

He leaned back in his chair and turned off all the videos as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his rod, gently calling out to Leia, the well-behaved young girl immediately crawled over with her tail wagging and squatted between his legs cupping his rod and putting it in her mouth.

Licking along the horizontal length of his meaty shaft, Rhea crouched low and whimpered and grunted as she pushed her head down under his ass. He moved forward, thinking she was going to lick his meat sack. She did lick, but only slid the tip of her tongue gently over the thickest of the folds on the taut sack of flesh, then whimpered happily and pressed her red lips against his anus.

He shuddered as the sticky touch of Rhea’s tongue with the roughness of her taste buds came from his anus, and the little tongue licked east and west, licking as much as it could of the wrinkles in the circle of his anus before the tip of the tongue twisted and burrowed its way into his anus.

He clenched his fists, only to feel a tightness in the back of his buttocks, even the root of his cock was a little sore, his anus couldn’t help but clench, and he grunted with pleasure.

Rhea babbled and sipped, her saliva spilling out and making smacking sounds under his ass. His cock rose to its maximum, the tip oozing clear glandular fluid.

Satisfied, Rhea rubbed her cheek against the rod, stretched her tongue out and sucked and sucked upward as if she were licking a popsicle, drilled the eye of the horse with the tip of her tongue, sipped her lips up against the glans and sucked hard, sucking all that goo into her mouth, opened her mouth to him, pleasingly swirling her tongue as if she were stirring her mouth with the spit and that liquid, and woofing a couple of times.

He patted Rhea’s head and pressed his hand down on his cock, slapping her cheek with the glans.

Rhea obediently spat out her tongue and licked the glans twice, sucking on the tip like a breast, sucking on it a few times, then clamping her lips tightly around the rod and squeezing it, her rosy, silky lips squirming against the rod, swallowing the cock into her mouth a little, her flexible tongue spreading over the lower dental bed, welcoming the thick, long guest like a red carpet.

He enjoyed Rhea’s blowjob while his trembling hand pressed and pinched Butterfly’s nipple to move the cursor to the deleted channel, he sighed softly with a complicated look as he circled a stream of those makeup videos and threw them in.

The confirmation dialog box that popped up looked so harsh, he was silent, his cock throbbed in Rhea’s mouth clinging to that warm tongue, warm and slippery, the cursor moved to the button to confirm, but he began to hesitate, Rhea began to tighten the muscles inside her mouth, sucking tightly one by one, the back of his loins became more and more tingling, the pleasure was gradually suffocated up to the root, Rhea opened her mouth wide and swallowed the glans, the slippery, soft cavity strangled the tip of the glans, he closed his eyes and relaxed his whole body muscles, the semen held back at the root spurted out along with his desire, his hand flicked a little on Butterfly’s breasts, and the OK button flickered into a progress bar animation of the shattered file.

Rhea swallowed all the cum, and licked her lips and palms, which were stained with some of the white slime, with great interest. He looked at the entire path that had all but disappeared, and his heart actually felt a pang of inexplicable loss.

His body was very tired after his orgasm, and he straightened his pants for a good rest after lunch.

As he reached to turn off the screen, makeup’s voice came from not far behind him, “You deleted them all?”

“Uh-huh.” He didn’t turn around, but leaned back weakly in his chair, suddenly unsure of how to face her after reading those things. Even though it was only his wife in his dreams.

“Bart, do you still insist that you’re from another world?” Makeup’s voice couldn’t be heard with any obvious emotion, and it was hard to tell when she’d been in since, and if she’d come over as soon as she’d gotten off work, she’d been on the sidelines for at least nearly half an hour.

“I …… was never from this world in the first place.” There was some hesitation in his words, and he wasn’t sure why that was.

Makeup sighed softly and said faintly, “I’ve made an appointment with a doctor for you, so when you want to see him, I’ll arrange it for you.”

He frowned, half nodding, “Okay, I get it.”

The room fell into silence again, and when he thought that Zhuang’er had left, there was a sudden warm and soft touch on his cheek, and when he turned his head sideways, Zhuang’er’s lips were slowly leaving, hooked in an inexplicable smile, and she reached out her hand, saying softly, “Bart, we’re having lunch together.”

(k)

For the first time in a world he insisted was a dream, he had a familiar lunch, no strange nutrients, no curdled synthetic milk, a simple four-course meal that was immensely satisfying, despite what Makeup had said about the ingredients being mostly overpriced synthetic plants and reformed humans. Both mentally and physically.

Every night for a few days after that, he’d come to rest in Makeup’s bedroom, chatting for a while before bed like the couple he perceived to be getting along, her talking about what had happened to her at work, and him pulling out some joke from the internet to make her laugh.

Makeup’s need was very strong, probably because she hadn’t been comforted by a man for a long time, and almost every night, the two of them made love to their heart’s content. He had used every means possible, and had done very adequate foreplay, and had even entered Makeup’s anus at her request, but Makeup had always only reached a state of arousal easily, wet and warm, but had never reached an overwhelming climax.

He was apprehensive for the whole day, but finally tried to offer to try a simple bondage to Makeup at night. At that moment Zhuang’er’s expression became very complicated, pressing closely at him like he was sizing something up.

“I think …… a little bit of erotic behavior that would be pleasurable to you would make me less frustrated if, in fact, it would make you orgasm.” He was honest about what was on his mind.

Makeup hung her head and was silent for a moment before nodding slightly.

Instead of tying her all over with ropes like in the video, he simply went around her chest and tied her hands behind her back, then he caressed her naked body as he always did, and when he touched her between her femurs, he was surprised to feel a wetness and tightness like he had never felt before, and her vaginal opening was already completely wet from his mere sucking on her nipples.

He pulled her to sit on top of him, his hands clasping her breasts and pressing them tenderly, the writhing flesh of the cavity vigorously tightening around his parting, the two of them so tightly together that not a single gap remained.

As he tentatively moved his waist, Makeup finally let out a cry-like moan as if she couldn’t stand it anymore, and began to wildly bob her soft waist up and down, her snow-white breast globes flying up and down, drawing lascivious curves in the air.

Infected by makeup’s excitement, he pushed his waist up and down with all his might, and as if the rope had magic powers, she hadn’t even moved dozens of times before she was trembling and slumping on top of him, her vagina contracting violently, a stream of lewd juices squirting out of her vagina, and she cried out in exuberance, kissing his chest frantically.

He rolled over and pinned her underneath him, letting her helpless pink legs coil behind his waist as he pressed his entire body against hers and thrust hard. She cried and screamed as she wrapped her arms around him, climax after climax staining the underside of their mating in a wet mess.

Finally, in the midst of who knows how many of her orgasms, he ejaculated contentedly, squirting powerfully into the depths of her convulsing cunt.

From that day on, he couldn’t help but add an element of bondage to his nightly conjugal routine. Half because it gave Makeup a real orgasm, and half because the depression in his heart tended to dissipate when his bound female body squirmed and cried and moaned.

His depression was simple; he had watched all the videos without the password, he couldn’t try the rest of them anyhow, and what he could see in that room every day was just tedious to him. Butterfly had mentioned to him that the other rooms had some entertainment, but deep down there was an inexplicable fear that dampened his curiosity, and he intuited that those things would do absolutely nothing to help him leave this world.

He considered the doctor thing that Makeup had mentioned, but he didn’t have any mental illnesses of his own, and he didn’t think that a doctor would be able to help him. It wasn’t until he was vaguely aware of some changes in himself that he realized he really did need to talk to a doctor.

Not about a way to get back to his old world though, but about the damn rope.

During the day when Makeup was at work, he spent most of his time with Butterfly Rhea, and occasionally when desire overrode the guilt he felt for that young body, he made love to both of them and got even far more pleasure than he did when he fucked Makeup.

When it had become natural for him to carry Rhea’s body to the table and spread her legs apart to penetrate that tender tight pussy, he suddenly had a strange thought, and then, he got the rope.

Rhea seemed to have a fear of ropes, and perversely tightened her legs together when she saw him coming over with them, her hands climbing over the edge of the table as she woofed and shook her head and scrunched her body up.

But he did want to try to see if the ropes would work on Rhea’s body, and like a demon, he forcefully pressed down on Rhea’s back, and let Butterfly use the ropes to tie Rhea’s ankles and thighs together, and then a strand of rope in the middle connected to the knots on both sides of the rope hung around her neck, leaving her thighs widely spread out to both sides without any choice, and after her hands were tied behind her back as well, Rhea lost any of her movement ability, with only tearful eyes looking at him pitifully, her mouth letting out a pleading-like whimper.

He didn’t really want to hear the yelp, it always made him feel like he was having sex with a dog, and he reached for the pincer ball covered in tiny holes and naturally shoved it into Rhea’s mouth.

He stood by the table, admiring the artwork as if he were looking at Leia, who was tied up in a lewd position, and Butterfly thoughtfully used her little mouth to help him moisten his rod, which was already excited to the limit in her mouth.

Rhea shook her body, her large eyes streaming with tears. With some reluctance, he was about to untie the ropes when he realized that right between his tiny little labia, the pink fissure was gushing out copious amounts of lewd fluid all the way to the outside of the tantalizing anus that was open and shut.

With difficulty restraining himself, he pulled his cock out of Butterfly’s mouth and walked over to the table, stroking Rhea’s delicate skin from top to bottom, inch by inch, spreading her pussy lips, and grinding his glans against the wet slit.

” Oh… …… Oh… Oh… ……” Rhea bobbed her head, her hair loose in a look of bitter pleasure.

He slowly pushed inward, the young body remained so tight and slippery no matter how many times he entered, and after just one front end, the glans was gushing with the juicy mucous membranes sucking on it.

The rope strangled a little into the skin, and it was obvious that Leia was trying to stretch her legs and twist her thin, green waist under the onslaught of pleasure, but she couldn’t do any of that, and all she could do was drool and grunt and cry in a pasty sniffling voice as she contracted her vaginal muscles and leaked a sheet of pleasure nectar against the rubbing of the meaty shaft.

Not satisfied after he’d cum once, he flipped Rhea’s petite body over again, and because her ankles were attached to her neck, her head was pressed extremely low as she lay on the table, her overlapping feet supporting her body weight, her slender ankles crooked as if they were almost twisted off of their showy little feet.

In this position Rhea’s tender pussy looked very much leaning down, he pulled her ass and rubbed it between her labia a few times, unable to find the right insertion point, he looked at Rhea’s light brown tight little asshole and shifted the target of his attack, pressing the glans against the outside of her anus.

Rhea mumbled vaguely, her hips swaying slightly, some pain in her voice, such a position must have brought constant pain to the folded joints. Knowing this, he became aroused, ignoring Rhea’s moans, and leaned forward, his aroused rod being pushed outward by the tender muscles of the anal opening, making it difficult to enter for a moment.

He sucked in a breath and pressed forward, the sensation of breaking through the flesh came from the front of his glans, the warm, soft walls of his bowels squeezing the foreign object that protruded through, but with the thickest part of him already through and the rod still lubricated with her nectar, he rocked his hips to let the first half of his cock pump shallowly at the anal opening for a while, then pushed hard, the whole stem running through to the bottom against the tender muscles inside her anus.

Rhea tensed her delicate little buttocks with an uh-oh, her hands tied behind her back spread and clenched, and her entire naked body trembled.

Luckily, this wasn’t Rhea’s first time having anal sex, and although the lubrication wasn’t adequate, the narrow rectum accommodated his thick parting. He held onto Rhea’s spine, lovingly caressing the back of her thin, not too bony shoulders, pulling her wrists behind her back and riding her like a horse in a frenzy of motion. Each time he pushed as deep as he could, Rhea let out a muffled grunt like a whimper, and her small body lurched forward.

As he watched Rhea’s open asshole pour out white slurry along with her tender vagina, he finally realized that it was definitely not just Makeup that was turned on by that rope.

Again, it was Leia’s body, and just by being tied up to him, it turned him on far more than he normally would have.

This night after he had once again made Makeup cry out for mercy in successive orgasms, stroking her slowly calming, moving naked body, he finally made up his mind.

“Makeup, the doctor you mentioned last time …… I’d like to meet.”

It was in his room on the third floor the following day that he met the old man with the deep-set, wrinkled eyes, said to be the authority on medicine, Professor Rearritt.

He explained his situation to him with some urgency, “Professor, I’ve been struggling with some very distressing things lately, and I’ve noticed that I’ve been leaning more and more towards some weird sexual fetishes, and even …… even get off on tying up other people. Can you tell me how I can change my mindset?”

But the old man’s sharp eyes just gazed at him silently, and when he opened his mouth it was not in answer to his words at all, “Mr. Frye, when did you begin to think that the world as it is now is a dream to you? The way you speak now, you don’t look like someone who thinks he’s dreaming.”

He was stunned, then he understood what the other party meant, he hemmed and hawed his lips, and said hesitantly, “If I say that I am actually a very ordinary mortal living on Earth, that I have a very beautiful fiancée, a very peaceful and fulfilling life, and that here I am completely unaware of it, and that I …… can only say that I am dreaming, a very long and realistic dream. Since I have my own life in the dream, I think that I always have to live it, and at the same time, I want to find my way back to my real life. Will you believe me if I say so?”

Professor Reliant crossed his arms over his chin with interest and said softly, “Can you tell me more about what your life is like in reality?”

He nodded and began to tell as much as he could about those memories that he had reminded himself countless times that he couldn’t forget, like the first time he was scolded by his parents when he was a child, the pure and innocent first love in middle school, and he rattled on, never imagining that he’d ever be so chatty, all the way up to the point of his and Meng Die’s first night, which he brought up in a somewhat shy and sketchy manner, saying, “When I reached my climax , was so exhausted that I fell asleep all of a sudden, and when I woke up, I was over here in the world.”

Professor Reliant looked at him calmly, as if he wasn’t surprised that he would say this at all, “Mr. Frye, from what I’ve learned from your wife these days, you used to be very interested in ancient historical worldviews of fiction and games and all sorts of cultures. Some of the things I’ve learned from your family doctor also indicate that you used to have a history of depression, which means that you were extremely dissatisfied with your life.”

“What do you mean?” He looked at the professor somewhat warily, the sharp eyes causing some fear.

“What I mean is, have you ever thought that your so-called life in that world is actually a projection of your escapism and fear of the real world in your dream world? In other words, these memories of yours are actually evolving on your own in your dream world under the premise of the memory loss caused by the traffic accident, how likely do you think that is?”

“No way!” He yelled out, “What are you babbling about. I’m on the verge of not being able to tell what’s really me in this dream, and all I want to know right now is how to get back to my reality, not listen to you analyzing which one is the real me here!”

Professor Reliant listened to his vent-like shouting with an expressionless face, then whispered, “Mr. Fry, isn’t finding the real you for you the most important thing you need to do right now? If your so-called reality is actually what your dream is, what you need to do right now should be to wake up, not be hell-bent on going back to your dream.”

He raised his voice, “I handled a patient similar to you, he was tired of the reality of his life and he had a very beautiful dream, he wanted to dream forever, so I prepared a dormant device for him as he requested, and now he’s living his beautiful dream, whether he wants to wake up or not I don’t know, I can only be sure that he’s living in another world. Mr. Fry, do you want to be a coward like that?”

His face became very ugly, “I told you, this is my dream, or rather, this is what you call the other world in your dream! And I want to wake up now. Do you know how I’m going to wake up? If you don’t know, please go back!”

The professor didn’t have any emotional turmoil, but just sighed softly, his withered fingers gently tapping on the back of his equally dry hand, “Mr. Frye, before you were exposed to those ancient peaceful lives that have been portrayed, you’ve been suffering from a serious mental illness. That is, what you just described as, an abnormal sexual fetish. According to your wife’s description, you used to be an SM enthusiast and have kept no less than ten underage sex slaves in captivity for money, some of which you ate alive……. You don’t have to look at me so angrily, I’m not stating that you’ve violated any laws or morals. The fact that you had just mentioned that you wanted to change this abnormal mindset of yours shows that once again you have started to find pleasure in these things. And now you don’t care for this kind of behavior, right?”

With a bit of a headache, but a real fear of all this dysfunctional sex himself, he nodded, “That’s right, because it’s not me!”

The professor’s eyes released a light, he tapped his forehead with his slender fingers and said, ”You have virtually created a personality for yourself to escape from the things you once did that you yourself don’t want to face, the creation of this personality most likely came from the literature related to ancient times that you have come into contact with, that’s why this you’re so obsessed with the idea that you aren’t a person from this world. Mr. Fry, the theory of soul embodiment was proposed and proved two hundred years ago, and the time travel model has not been truly applied so far, based on the existing technology, I can responsibly tell you that you are definitely not a traveler, and that you are indeed the highest executive officer of the Fry Group, Mr. Bart Fry. If you refuse to face up to your mental illness, it will be difficult for me to take the right means.”

His body slowly turned cold, his hands couldn’t help but tremble, and his voice became a little hoarse, ”I said! I am Zhuang Zhou! I am …… I am very ordinary Chinese. Here, here is just my dream. I want to wake up, please, help me wake up!”

The professor furrowed his pale brow and was silent for a long moment before saying faintly, “Tell you what, Mr. Fry, I’ll be back tomorrow about this time, and I’d like you to please put yourself in as much of a more aroused state as you can, both emotionally and physically, before I arrive. Following your earlier description of your return to your world, I think I can help you.”

Like a drowning man clinging to driftwood, he tightened his grip on the professor’s hand, “I’ll wait for you.”

When the professor came again, he sat apprehensively on the large couch, Rhea sitting naked on top of him, her hands tied behind her back, her feet on his knees, bobbing her little ass up and down, gulping his cock with her red pussy.

He looked a little awkwardly at the professor who had entered the room, scratched his head and said, “I’m so sorry …… I was just trying to get myself excited and I ended up having some restraint.”

The professor waved his hand and sat down across from him, pulling out something like a helmet, “It’s better this way instead, a state of exhaustion after a high level of excitement is exactly what I need. Since I’m bringing in a simplified machine, I need you to be in just the right physical condition for it to work.”

He had been holding back for fear that he wouldn’t be as aroused if he ejaculated, and he was about to hold it back, so when he heard that he pulled Rhea’s ass and poked it heavily twice in a quick, refreshing burst of pleasure.

Untying Leia’s leash and patting her on the ass, she jumped off the couch obediently and ran back into the inner room to take a shower.

Professor Reliant picked up the helmet and told him, “I can’t guarantee that I’ll let you go back, but if you decide to give it a try, relax your body and close your eyes now. Don’t change your state if anything happens, just go with your instincts and react.”

He nodded and did as the professor said, and with a sinking feeling in his head, I think it was the helmet that went on. Then a tiny electric current began to travel along the perimeter of his head, just recovered from the pleasure of ejaculation he was in the kind of lethargic exhaustion, this electric current massage like to make him more and more sleepy, gradually, relaxation of sanity completely submerged into the darkness ……

(L)

He …… actually fell asleep. He rubbed his face, the tiredness in his body not only didn’t have the slightest sign of disappearing, but on the contrary, his whole body ached.

He propped himself up from the bed and searched for Professor Reliant with his sight, but saw the bedroom he knew so well.

“I …… I’m back?” He looked at the drawn curtains, the turned off lamp, the warm, soft bed, and the rumpled pajamas; everything was so familiar.

“Xiaodie! Little Die, are you there?” He shouted Meng Die’s name and hastily got up, stumbling towards the door, desperate to see her gentle smile.

“Yelling early in the morning, don’t yell, Auntie went to work. You are also good enough, it’s almost noon before you get up, lazier than me.” The one who answered him was that Zhou Hongzhuang, the little girl was nestled on the sofa watching the TV, her snow-white little feet sticking up high with a wiggle.

“It’s, it’s so late?” He looked at his watch, the hour hand was already pointing to eleven, he rushed over to the phone, “Damn, I have to work today.”

Zhuang’er hemmed and hawed, jumping off the sofa and shuffling over with her slippers, she was still dressed in her little hot pants and tank top today, looking energetic, “No need to call, Auntie took your leave for you, when she went to call you, she found that you had a fever, and you were still talking in thinly-veiled dreams. Like a little kid, so cute.”

He smiled a little awkwardly and put down the phone, seeing a bruise on Zhuang’er’s shoulder, he remembered that she was nearly bullied last night, “Feeling better? You scared your sister-in-law quite a bit last night.”

Her face still with some childishness showed a disdainful look, “You adults are just making a fuss, my sister-in-law broke my heart for a morning, you also come up and ask. I’m not being gang raped, even if I am, I’m not being killed, if I’m really being killed, I won’t be able to live with your fussing.”

He smiled noncommittally, the panic in his mind settling down a lot after he was sure he was back in this world, and the weariness in his body appeared to be due to the fever. He probed his forehead, a little damp with sweat, but no longer feverish.

“Right right.” Zhuang’er invited him into the kitchen, “Auntie asked me to take care of you, so I condescended to help you make a pot of porridge. How’s that, don’t thank me properly yet.”

He cried and laughed at the thick, yellow, pulpy soup in the pot, and turned to walk out the door, saying perfunctorily, “Thank you, thank you very much, but I haven’t got the stomach for it, and I think I’d better go and lie down for a while.”

Zhuang’er tooted up her little mouth, tiptoeing to look at the pot, pampered as pounced on his back, wrapped her arms around him like a rubber wombat and hung on his back yelling, “Hey, hey, people have spent half a day’s effort to get it for you, and you’re not going to drink it at all!”

His breath hitched, the pajamas were thin, thin enough for his back to feel Makeup’s petite breasts grinding against them, and he could even vaguely feel two tiny grains of softness in the midst of hardness ……

“Fine, I’ll go wait in the living room and labor Miss Makeup to serve me a delicious bowl of rice porridge, OK?”

He compromised with a shrug and coaxed nicely. Makeup released his hand in satisfaction and went to help him serve the porridge, and he ran back to the living room as if he were a thief, the wonderful touch of that fragrant soft little body still lingering behind him, making him even feel a rush of congestion in his crotch.

“Hoha ……” Zhuang’er ran out with the bowl of porridge with a big shout, Meng Die’s feet are considered to be relatively petite, but those slippers on Zhuang’er’s feet are still big enough to make people worry about whether she’ll fall, she put the bowl on the coffee table and blew her fingertips. “It’s hot, I thought it was cold, I almost threw the bowl away. Taste it.”

“Really, why don’t you ask me to serve it.” He touched the edge of the bowl, and it was really hot.

“You’re a patient, Auntie asked me to take care of you, how can I let you do it. How about it, am I not very virtuous?” She puffed out her small chest proudly and smiled heatedly.

“Yes, yes, yes, the one who marries you in the future is truly blessed.” He was in a much better mood and joked in a snarky manner.

“It’s a good thing you can talk or I don’t know what my sister-in-law sees in you.” She joked with her arms crossed and her tongue out.

Her waist was a little forward, and her already tight little tank top slid up a bit, revealing a section of her pale belly, while the little hot pants wrapped tightly and tautly around her developing thighs, surprisingly showing the imprint of a shallow indentation where her crotch had been.

His throat throbbed and he said in a rush, “Makeup …… you …… why aren’t you wearing panties?”

“Huh?” She froze for a moment, then lowered her head and followed his line of sight to look at her hot pants, ouch and let out a low cry and covered her crotch with both hands, “No looking! My panties are washed, and my sister-in-law’s are big on me, so, in short, you’re not allowed to look! Big pervert! Hurry up and drink congee!”

He awkwardly lowered his head and drank the porridge. The taste of the congee was really not complimentary, but Zhuang’er was happily sitting beside himself watching TV while ogling himself, so that he still had to make a deliciously satisfied expression.

“You …… better go and find something to put on ……” After finishing the porridge, Zhuang’er volunteered to carry the bowl to wash it, and he saw that the crumpled hot pants between the two flaps of the round ass cheeks were completely pinned in when he finally couldn’t help but remind.

With one hand on the bowl and the other around the back of her ass to pull out the fabric that had been pinned in, Makeup smirked, “Auntie-boy, you’ve been peeking at my ass again yo ……”

His whole body is a little hot, a bowl of difficult to eat porridge down also no sleep, and then so to this green little goblin he does not know what will happen. He found a large shirt of his own, no room for negotiation to put on her, the little girl beeped reluctantly fastened the buttons, and then sat on the sofa flinging the long sleeves singing like a humming opera.

Calmly watched some TV, was about to discuss what to eat at noon when Zhuang Zhou’s classmates called, a few good brothers in college to this side of the business, asked him to go out to eat together.

He gave Meng Die a call, and the other side regrettably said that there was a lot of work, not only was he not available at noon, but he might even have to work overtime at night. After asking a few questions about his health and realizing that he was fine, Meng Die hung up the phone.

Some difficult to look at the makeup child a glance, throw this little girl alone at home back may be missing, really some uneasy, is thinking about what to do, makeup child but the first to speak up, she pitifully looked at him and said: “sister-in-law, I do not want to be alone at home at noon to drink congee …… “

He scratched his head, “Otherwise, do you know where your sister-in-law works? Or should I leave you some money and you go out and buy something to eat?”

Zhuang’er bit her own lip, her dark eyes slithering, “Little Auntie Husband, you guys will definitely go eat something nice at your class reunion, right? How about I come along too?”

“Huh? …… It’s not impossible.” He mused, it’s not a big deal to take to dinner, and it would be fun to take such a beautiful little girl who looks quite similar to Meng Die to startle those guys, “But ……” he deliberately stretched his voice, and “You must dress up like a little girl for me!”

Makeup froze for a moment, then asked a question that left him drained, “Why? Are all the classmates you’re going to meet lolitas?”

Regardless of age, the time spent on dressing up was a length of time that made men very anxious. Zhuang Zhou finished changing his clothes and getting ready, and Zhuang Er was still busy in the house.

It was a good twenty minutes or so before Makeup opened the door and jumped out all at once, “Well? Is this normal? You’re not allowed to say no! I don’t have any clothes more in line with your lordship’s requirements.”

He frowned, what the little girl wore really can’t be considered as exposed, in this kind of summer now, it can even be said that she wore it a little too hot, a red hair band was tied on her head, her long hair was draped behind her back, and two bundles of it were loosely hanging down in front of her ears, and the aqua blue western dress she wore rolled up with intricate and ornate lace at the skirt hemline was just below the knee in length, and her thin legs were wearing knee-high black stockings, and her thin-strapped little shoes and the silk flowers on her ankles made her a pair of little feet look adorable, only, he had to ask suspiciously, “Makeup, why do you have this loli outfit?”

Makeup gave a look of having caught on and laughed, pointing at his nose, “You really are a lolicon!”

While walking and chatting, he realized that Zhuang’er saw those cosplay photos on the internet and thought they were very pretty, so he bought several sets of similar styles, and at home there were still maid outfits bunny ear outfits and stuff she hadn’t brought with her. He had a bit of a headache propping up his forehead, and said the most after getting into the cab, “In a while, you eat your food and don’t talk nonsense.”

I don’t know that the group of brothers who played the American Girl game together back then, when they saw such a living and breathing pretty girl, they would still shout something like Moe 3D’s breaking legs.

“Ah …… Ark, you …… how did you make Meng Die shrink?” The smile of the buddy who opened the door froze on his face when he saw the makeup and shouted out in surprise.

Another guy who came over to the table directly shouted, “No way, when did you and Meng Die steal a daughter this big?”

After some explanation, the group of singles who had subsided surrounded Zhuang’er in a group asking questions, and a few of them even took out their cell phones and smiled as they asked Zhuang’er if she wanted to take pictures.

Makeup child small vanity was greatly satisfied, little princess like in a group of big men joking, originally the class reunion because of this small uninvited guests changed the atmosphere.

“Your kid is so damn lucky, such a decent fiancée comes with an eye candy little loli attached.” A brother came to Zhuang Zhou’s side and unwillingly gave him an elbow, muttering.

Zhuang Zhou laughed and sipped his wine, glancing at Zhuang’er who was being amused by one of her buddies with a giggle, and whispered to himself, “What a little goblin.”

Only after the meal was served did Zhuang’er reluctantly sit next to Zhuang Zhou.

This kind of meal, eating is often secondary, more than a dozen bottles of wine, the crowd’s natural target shifted to how not drunk Zhuang Zhou, a few people are clamoring to say that today must be dunked him.

Anyway, after taking a day off, Zhuang Zhou naturally let go to the end of the company. The short and chubby classmate poured a glass of wine and casually asked Zhuang’er, “Little sister, can you drink?”

As a result, it seemed that Makeup had endured being a good girl for too long, and replied directly, “Weird uncle, if you want to get me drunk and do something weird, you’re going to have to be really good at drinking.”

So a whole lot of big men together with a laugh, that fat man at school scruffy always keep half a long beard stubble, classmates often laugh that he took a lollipop is the standard weird uncle.

“Good, then let’s drink.” That fat man was a bit down, and directly tilted his neck and drank the wine clean.

Zhuang Zhou hastened to come out to persuade, “and children and what really, we drink is. Didn’t you guys say you want to dunk me, come on, let the horse over.”

“Little auntie husband, don’t underestimate me oh.” Zhuang’er finished, put her small mouth on the quilt, gulp down a few mouthfuls, actually also dried a full cup.

A few people cheered and puffed up on the side.

Zhuang Zhou see everyone so high interest, plus makeup a cup of wine under the belly face became red and added a few points of charm, will no longer block. The fat man was egged on, a cup called up, but out of everyone’s expectations, the fat man with a good amount of alcohol did not see the makeup of the drunkenness of the child, but was so a little girl to pour under the table.

“Weird uncle, I told you.” Makeup squinted contentedly and hiccupped, “You’re not enough to try and get me drunk and do weird things.”

Seeing that Zhuang Er also had a few points of drunkenness, Zhuang Zhou took the initiative to take over the stupid several guys, “I say, in the end you guys are here to irrigate me or to irrigate her, then all day long laughed at me for being a loli control, now see a cute little girl to see the color and forget your friends it.”

So the table finally got down to business, with a group of men reminiscing skyward about their college days, drinking one glass after another.

Zhuang’er honestly at one side of the dinner clip, with a look of watching a good show, spectators of the crowd cup by cup dunking Zhuang Zhou.

But as the number of empty bottles increased, Zhuang’er’s expression gradually became more and more surprised, not only did Zhuang Zhou not have a bit of drunkenness, he didn’t even blush a bit. She secretly leaned over and whispered, “Little Auntie Husband, you’re very capable of drinking? Is it cheating?”

Zhuang Zhou laughed and poured down another cup, turning back and reaching out to scratch her nose, “Your sister-in-law I’m not capable of great things, but there’s still no problem with getting you drunk and then doing something strange.”

Makeup blushed and bawled, patting her little tummy contentedly and shrinking back in her chair to watch them mingle quietly.

Nearly two hours later, the noisy party finally came to an end, and the drunken men helped each other to walk out the door, while Zhuang Zhou was sober as if he had come, pulling Zhuang’er to follow them.

After a series of drunken goodbyes between men, the two returned home. Before going upstairs, in the supermarket across the street, Zhuang Zhou uncomfortably took Zhuang’er to buy two sets of underwear, and a relatively normal home clothes, the result is that when selecting Zhuang’er turned around in front of those sexy styles, and made him a big red face, until out of the supermarket, Zhuang’er giggled non-stop, “Junior Auntie Husband, you’re actually going to blush hey. It seems like Auntie must not even have worn sexy lingerie for you to look at.”

Embarrassed, he said, “Kids, cut the grown-up talk.”

As a result, Zhuang’er grunted and walked next to him who was opening the door, stood on tiptoe and suddenly kissed his face, and then boarded his little face and said in one sentence, “I …… am not …… a… . little …… child …… child …… anymore!”

He suppressed the fluttering in his heart and rubbed her hair, “Fine, fine, you’re a big kid, okay. Hurry up and go inside and change, I can’t stand to see you dressed like a comic book character.”

She bounced into the room, twisting her head and spitting out her tongue, “I see, it’s you who’s afraid of not being able to stand the temptation, lol …… …… control!”

He shook his head with a bitter smile and closed the door to change his slippers. This little girl, was not wrong, he did have the feeling of being tempted, and, very strongly.

If this wasn’t Meng Die’s niece, he probably really wouldn’t have been able to resist turning into the weird uncle who seduced little girls.

Changed clothes into the living room, bored to turn on the TV, watching a thousand boring dog blood inside the TV series to pass the time, the gift did not move, I think the little girl at this moment is excited to surf the Internet it.

Unexpectedly, Makeup walked out again, her clothes changed, wearing the wide short-sleeved shirt he’d bought and a knee-length goose-yellow skirt, but still wearing those black stockings on her feet, which looked a little out of place, and she ran into the kitchen in her slippers, where the sound of the refrigerator being opened came from inside.

Then she staggered back with a stash of beer from his fridge, put it on the coffee table with a heave, and proceeded to go to the kitchen with gusto to bring two large mugs.

“What are you doing?” Zhuang Zhou asked strangely.

Zhuang’er tied her long hair behind her head into a ponytail with a leather band, moved a small bench to sit across from him, and tilted her little red face up to say to him seriously, “Weird Uncle, I want to drink with you. I’ll let you do weird things if you can get me drunk.”

He laughed dryly a few times, “What are you talking about, want someone to drink with you I’ll just accompany you.”

Make-up child squinted her eyes, softly and greedily said, “Junior aunt husband, you really have no interest?” Said gently with a small hand pulling his own neckline, white skin flushed with red tide, as the neckline was pulled wide to reveal, coupled with her seemingly intentional seemingly unintentional leaning forward, so that he could clearly see the depths of that neckline, that a pair of reddish delicate buds, this damned little leprechaun, even did not wear underwear.

“How could I …… I be interested in children. Stop it or I’ll tell your sister-in-law.” He hid the uneasiness in his heart and looked away.

“No matter, I want to fight with you to drink, you are not allowed to cheat like when you drink with them …… Although I can’t see it, you are not allowed to cheat a small child.” At this point she to remembered her status as a small child, but what small child would make such a request.

He hesitated, his flowing gaze from time to time swept over the two tiny protrusions that could be vaguely seen under his short-sleeved shirt, and his belly flared up, Meng Die has to work overtime tonight, and it’s only noon now, and there’s still a long …… time to go before night.

“Well, if you get drunk, don’t say that your sister-in-law is cheating.”

(M)

In Zhuang Zhou impression of small children should be dipped in alcohol on the drunk, but Zhuang Er is indeed different from the average small children, has enough to pour his two classmates drink down, her small face flushed red piece, eyes also become watery, but still not drunk.

Drinking down again for fear that she drank something bad, Zhuang Zhou directly carry all the wine back to the kitchen. The little drunk on the sofa is still dissatisfied yelling: “Why put away ah, I can still drink, I do not believe that I can not drink you.”

“Okay, okay.” He walked back and took a wet towel and pressed it to her forehead, softly coaxing, “I can’t do it anymore, Auntie Husband, I can’t drink any more, you win, OK… Are all kids these days as good as you are at drinking?”

She was so happy that she burst into laughter, lying on the sofa and resting on the armrest, a pair of small feet rested directly on his legs, kicking him with a swing, “I told you that I drank all over the world in our classmates, how could I lose to you, this honest and weird uncle.”

“Yes, yes, yes, hurry up and lie down for a while little ancestor, don’t move around, good boy.” He pressed down on those little feet that were moving around, lest he would not be able to resist holding and kissing them if he flopped around any longer.

“Little aunt husband, what are you pressing my feet for …… Could it be that you are not only a loli control, but also a foot fetishist?” Zhuang’er tilted her little head, flexing her long slender toes to tickle his armpit, a thieving smile at the corner of her mouth. The black stockings were taut on her legs, smooth and silky to the touch.

His face burned, a grip on her ankles, her ankles are slender and rounded, in the hands of small and incomparable. Her foot twisted and turned, accompanied by a giggle, pouting, “Little Auntie Husband, don’t tickle the center of my foot. It will itch.”

Like there was a fire burning in his brain, making him a little excited to brake, he flexed his fingers, pointing at the center of her feet, sweeping up and down, she laughed out loud, waving her little fists and whacking his arm, “Hate it, said no scratching people’s feet la.”

He gasped, feeling that something wrong was about to happen, but he didn’t want to stop it, and he restrained himself from trying to get her feet off his lap, trying to focus on the television, even though he had no idea what was playing on it at the moment.

Makeup ate and laughed, moving in his direction, her legs flexed, her feet right on his legs, her feet wriggling up his legs, his thighs exposed underneath his shorts rubbing against the touch of those stockings, and she felt a rush of heat run through them.

“Uncle Junior, your leg hair is so hard, it tickles my feet.” Makeup giggled, like a child who had stolen candy, and one foot began to push at the base of her leg against the leggings of his shorts.

“Stop it …… if you keep this up, Auntie Husband is going to be pissed.” His throat went dry, his crotch held up a high piece, and his cock was engorged with blood.

Makeup grunted and suddenly put her foot on the small tent between his femurs, rubbing her soft, delicate foot on it gently, “That’s not what you call this place, Auntie Husband ……”

His body tightened, no longer willing to suppress the lust that rushed up to his brain, the last vestige of sanity made him hold on and say, “Make-up, teasing a man like that can be dangerous. Hurry up and take it back ……”

Little Nee-san didn’t listen at all and laughed softly with her drunkenness, pulling his hand on her thigh and said as if moaning with a thick nasal voice, “Are you trying to do something weird, Auntie Husband? The center of my foot is being pushed against your thing.”

This time he didn’t make any move to withdraw his hand, instead he felt along the smooth, tight skin right into the skirt, the under-mature thighs were not so plump, they seemed slim and soft, his five fingers were wide open, greedily stroking on that youthful flesh, no longer caring about anything else.

“Junior sister-in-law, your hands are so hot ah ……” makeup child squinting eyes gently humming, a pair of small feet are placed in front of his crotch, massage like rubbing his rising rod, in order to facilitate him to touch the same also slightly separated thighs.

His hand began to slide into her inner thigh, and at just a sweep of the skin there, Makeup’s body shivered violently, her legs clenching, then slowly spreading apart again.

“What? Is it uncomfortable?” He gently rubbed the inside of her thighs, moving toward the base of her legs, the side of his palm already gradually feeling the gush of heat radiating from that fresh pussy through her panties.

“No …… no, it’s just that I suddenly feel like I’m being electrified, my legs can’t help but twitch, sister-in-law’s husband, you rubbed me so comfortably, my body is so soft that I don’t want to move it.” Zhuang’er’s feet rubbing slowed down, concentrating on enjoying his caresses.

He looked at the pair of small feet on his crotch and couldn’t help but pull down his pants, his angrily open penis popped out and stood directly between her two feet, while he pulled her feet together and clamped his rod, he said softly as if he was coaxing, “Make-up, rub it a little bit for Auntie Husband as well, okay?”

“Only don’t.” Zhuang Er’s mouth said, but a pair of feet obediently together clamped the meat stick up and down movement, the silky feeling of black stockings and the visual stimulation of those exquisite feet made Zhuang Zhou more excited, the hand that probed in the skirt began to boldly touch to the root of her thighs.

To his surprise, he didn’t feel any fabric at all along the side of his palm, and moving inward, there was a burst of warmth and softness, and his palm came into direct contact with a hot, fleshy, fresh mound, a hint of slippery liquid dew wetting his hand.

“You …… you’re not wearing panties?” He cried out in surprise.

Zhuang’er giggled, reached out and pressed his wrist to make his hand go deeper, nodded her head and said, “No, the weather is weirdly hot, and you made me wear so much, I had to make myself cooler inside, but it’s still so hot, feel it, I’m hot and sore down there, and I keep on sweating, it’s all because of you.”

Those two petite fleshy lips had indeed been juicy, but it wasn’t sweat; the nectar-like liquid was slowly pouring out from between the tightly closed lips, enticing his fingers.

“Surprisingly …… wet so much.” He said in surprise, parting her two fleshy lips and extending his finger toward the soft, tender slit, as if he were touching a clam in a shell, the soft, tender flesh welcoming his fingertip as if it were alive, quivering and writhing. He touched the tight entrance and rubbed gently at the vagina, feeling every inch of the contours of Makeup’s most mysterious garden.

“Mmmm ah ……” she moaned softly, her feet moving even more urgently, “Little Auntie Husband you’re so colorful …… surprisingly, surprisingly touching people’s there ……”

Penis even more bloated, he did not want to just be her feet out, reluctant to pull the rod away from her feet, thinking that things have come to this, simply do as much fun as possible, this little girl seems to be a player, there should not be any aftermath of the right. Half-kneeling on the sofa, he grabbed her ankles to both sides of the separation, fine white legs hanging on the edge of the sofa, a ride on the back of the sofa, the skirt naturally flipped down in the waist, just a sparse hair of the full pubic mound fell into his line of sight.

“Junior aunt husband, are you going to rape me ……” Zhuang’er suddenly said, he trembled, but seeing Zhuang’er’s watery eyes without a hint of seriousness, he knew that this girl was still teasing him, not only did his open legs not have any intention of merging back, even his hands did not have the intention of covering his shameful place at all. Even her hands did not have any intention of covering her shameful place at all, instead she placed them in front of her chest, gently rubbing her petite breasts that had just taken on a rounded shape through her clothes.

The blouse shrunk upward from her rubbing, revealing a slim waist and belly button.

“That’s right, I’m going to rape you right now.” He grinned, lust completely dominating his body, and he finally realized that it was young, delicate bodies like this that he couldn’t help but love.

“Yours is so big …… will …… it crack me ……” makeup looked at his rod carefully and Blushing a little, the difference between the thickness she felt with her foot clamped to it and what she actually saw made her a little panicked.

“Are you still a virgin?” He asked with a smile. He knew that young children nowadays were very open, and from Zhuang’er’s speech and demeanor, he also felt that she was not some kind of good girl, and for experienced women, his own size was really only on the average side, and the possibility of wanting to crack anyone’s meat hole was really small. If it wasn’t that she was deliberately exaggerating herself, it was that her boyfriend was on the small side.

Makeup erred and inclined her head, “It’s true …… there really hasn’t been anything that big that’s come in here.”

He could hardly hold back any longer, holding his rod against her slippery slit and bracing his hands on her side, he moved to slide his glans up and down between her labia, “Don’t worry, it’s very flexible there, if anything else can go in, mine naturally can.”

“But …… but ……” she looked like she was going to cry out, and her hands were draped over the small of her back as she tried to protect her private parts, “but I’m really scared ……”

Not bothering to think about her being a little out of sorts, his mind filled with the beautiful image of such a fresh body writhing and moaning underneath him, he held her waist a little forcefully, bracing the bends of her knees on his elbows so that her little buttocks lifted up slightly as his body began to press downward.

The glans began to burrow into the wet, tender flesh, a ring of flesh coming up so tightly that the strong resistance made him feel a little pain.

“Makeup …… you’re so tight ……” He entered with some effort, the strangling vagina sucking on the fleshy prongs of his glans and making him almost cum before he even penetrated.

Zhuang’er’s face turned white, biting her lower lip tightly, her legs tensed up straight, her hanging little buttocks trembled violently, and a uh-oh grunt of pain seeped out from her teeth. Between the delicate flesh lips that were divided to the two sides, a trace of blood flowed out, but Zhuang Zhou didn’t see it, even if he saw it, at this moment, the tight and hot winking flesh sucking hard on his penis had already made him unable to stop.

He pushed onward, and suddenly a strange sensation came over him, the front of his glans pushed through some soft barrier, and he was a little surprised to realize what was going on, but most of the rod had already penetrated this green flesh, and the wood was gone.

With some disbelief he crouched down and tenderly kissed away Makeup’s tears, “It really is your first time.”

Make-up child tearful nodded, flattened his mouth and stretched his small fists against his chest, “classmates have and boyfriend to do, they say it hurts to death …… friends …… friends told me more mature uncle will be gentle more …… also …… also very comfortable …… people …… people only want to try with you to see …… won’t always be laughed at for being a virgin …… results …… hurts …… woo woo …… “Toward the end, it was even unable to hold back the tears.

He cried and laughed as he stuffed half his cock inside the little girl, he had just ended a little virgin in a blur, so should he continue or stop there?

He crossed his heart, and the glans slowly pushed deeper. Just as soon as he moved, Zhuang’er ouched and screamed, “It hurts, it hurts ah …… oooooh …… sister-in-law husband …… don’t move… …”

He pulled back his waist and said repeatedly, “Okay, okay, I’ll pull out.” The fleshy prongs moved back, scraping across a soft wall of the cavity, and Makeup let out an ah-ah yelp, her calves hooking inward to press against his ass, “Don’t! First, leave it for now ……”

“I’m sorry ……” he held back the gush of sweetness in his crotch, steadying his body, not daring to move, makeup child’s pussy has not yet fully matured, the elasticity is not very big, just like Leia’s little meat hole in the dream, just tightly tightened, soft squirming, inserted in which it did not move at all It’s not exactly a complete lack of pleasure.

Makeup sniffled and sobbed, “Oooh …… people’s little tummies are so bloated …… there …… they must be cracked there ……”

“Why yes, feel yourself it’s only bleeding a little, that’s the blood of your lost virginity, it’s not cracked.”

He took her small hand and touched it to the place of copulation, letting those delicate fingers trace his rod and the stretched, taut vagina.

“Ah!” Zhuang’er shrieked, struggling so hard to raise her upper body and stretch her little head to try to see her crotch, trembling, “How …… how is it possible that I …… I usually can’t even stuff my fingers in there …… No wonder it hurts so much …… Oooooh …… It’s so hot and swollen …… I… …I must be broken ……”

A strange feeling of pleasure rose in his heart as he looked at Makeup’s sobbing face, and he hastily shook off the ridiculous thought, patiently caressing her whole body with his hands, trying to make her less tense.

“Little Auntie Husband …… me …… will it hurt less if I flow a little more ……… … “Zhuang’er suddenly asked after being touched by him for a while.

He nodded, “If you’re comfortable, naturally it won’t hurt.”

Makeup bit her lip, hesitated, and whispered, “Auntie husband, you, you spank my …… ass, okay?”

“Huh? What?” He froze, suspecting he’d heard wrong.

The makeup child pouted and said, “You …… you said, flow more water will not hurt Well, I …… I was spanked when I was spanked, the bottom will …… just will be wet ah. You …… you hurry up ah ……”

He shuddered and hugged her higher around the waist, hesitantly reaching out and snapping his hand across her small ass.

“Mmmmmm …… use …… harder ……” makeup’s ass jerked, but indeed the insertion in her tender vagina the penis obviously felt the tender flesh around it suddenly tighten and a stream of nectar gushed out.

His eyes reddened a little, as if something dormant was waking up from the depths of his heart, and he raised his hand high this time, slapping it hard on the not-so-plump peak of his buttocks.

Makeup shivered in pain, but this time the cry of pain was mixed with obvious joy, and the thin legs that had been stiffening relaxed to hang in the crook of his arm as the warm mucous membrane inside his vagina began to become slippery and soft, unknowingly sinking the rod deeper.

He slapped one palm after another, both pieces of ass cheeks were reddened by his slap, his body swayed with the movement, the glans went deeper and deeper, felt that it was on top of a mass of soft and tender flesh, sheer and delicate and smooth to him all over the body, only then did he realize that he had already completely entered her delicate pussy, even though there was still a little bit of half of the root exposed on the outside, but the glans was really already on top of the end of the vagina, and he even felt that if he continued to push harder, it would He even felt that if he continued to push harder, he would penetrate the soft center of the flower, all the way into the tender uterus that had never welcomed anything at all.

The makeup child’s waist arching up, covered with a light pink, a layer of thin sweat attached to the skin, the blouse sweaty and tight to her body, two inverted small plate like the top of the breasts, the protruding Huma two points have been clearly visible, “Auntie husband …… Auntie husband… …I …… I’m getting so weird …… it hurts …… but …… but I’m so Hard, you …… you pushed against my stomach, so sour …… so sour ah ah ah ah ……”

“Makeup …… me …… I can’t hold back.” He growled lowly, no longer wanting to stop in that tight cavity, he wanted to thrust, to stir, to grind his cock against that soft, delicate, fresh flesh until the final spurt. He pinched her ass and heaved on top of her as his thick cock began to jerk outward.

“No…… don’t…… be…… going…… to flip out!” Makeup screamed, the tender flesh of her vagina looking like it was going to be turned over and brought out by the meat stalk.

He withdrew until only the glans was still inside her, then stirred it twice at the opening before easing in, the flesh had been expanded out of its cavity to accommodate the meaty shaft, and with the lubrication of blood and nectar there was no longer any resistance, just sheer tightness.

“Oooooh …… again …… it’s coming in again …… swollen …… it’s so swollen …… “Makeup clung to his back, pain mixed with tingling spread throughout her cunt as the layers of pussy flesh were pushed and squeezed to the sides, sending a wave of paralysis through the center of her flower.

Seeing that she had almost adapted to her size, Zhuang Zhou hurriedly began to ease his own lust, he wrapped one hand around her thin waist to facilitate his own entry and exit of that tight little meat hole, one hand also did not forget to drop his palm on the peak of her buttocks, spanking not only Zhuang’er was so excited that her body was trembling with nectar, but even he felt that the root of his penis would be numb for a moment when his palm pumped on that soft little buttocks.

“Ah …… sister-in-law …… sister-in-law …… harder, harder …… “Makeup’s gasps grew more and more urgent, her feet stomping haphazardly on his back, her hands lifting up her blouse and pinching those two hard little nipples with all her might.

He also came to the final moment, the glans in a thick layer of mushy pulp left and right, everywhere is slippery, all around the tender soft, all around the cavity wall has life like winding up, a circle of backward le suck, he finally sprinted twice, raised his palm high, slapped on her buttocks at the same time, strong and powerful semen jets out, straight into the soft womb of the unpersonnel ……

(N)

“Little aunt husband …… I …… am not a virgin anymore, right ……” makeup child lying on his lap, hands resting under his chin , her small belly resting on his knee, the clothes on her body were stripped off, even her socks were thrown to the side, her small buttocks were red and swollen, and Zhuang Zhou was gently rubbing it for her.

He looked down at the rubbing ass flesh opening and closing, the red and swollen flesh in the center vaguely visible as red and white pulp was slowly flowing out against the flow, “Well, aren’t you sorry ……”

“Che, it’s not, it’s just that I feel stupid to believe that finding an adult to break my virginity will not hurt.” Zhuang’er turned her head sideways to look at him, and asked with some apprehension, “Junior aunt husband, will you …… look down on me?”

“Why?” He asked curiously rhetorically, at the moment he was feeling progressively weirder, not only was his dream fetish affecting his real life, leading to actually going down on Makeup, but he was also taking pleasure in the kinky act of spanking.

Makeup said somewhat sheepishly, “I …… am …… the girl who feels comfortable when she is …… spanked …… Little Auntie Husband, I …… am I …… am I weird?”

“This ……” he said casually, “people are supposed to feel pleasure in different ways, maybe you get pleasure in a different way than the average person, that can indeed be called strange, maybe people around you might look down on you But I won’t, for example, spanking can make you feel good, then it’s a means, the same means as touching your breasts, caressing your sensitive zones, since I’m making love to you, why don’t I choose the way that you can feel pleasure more directly?”

Makeup tilted her little face in thought, “But, but what about the fact that no one else thinks so except you?”

His heart suddenly surged with an inexplicable feeling, as if he was in the same boat, he stroked her red and swollen buttocks, and slowly said, “Then …… or you go to let others fit you, or you go to fit others. Otherwise, you …… can also …… change yourself ……” He held his forehead and suddenly felt a wave of vertigo.

Makeup gently shook her butt and broke into a smile, “I don’t understand, but since Little Auntie Husband doesn’t think I’m weird, then …… when I want to be comfortable, I’ll come to Little Auntie Husband, okay?”

Still reeling from the sudden pang of jittery fear that had been born in him, he gave a vague hmmm.

Makeup happily got up from his lap, snapped to the ground, and squatted between his legs, tilting her little face up and saying, “I’ll help you get comfortable, too, Auntie Husband.”

“Hm?” He frowned, then realized what she was going to do, and looking at the naked, petite body, he naturally had no reason to stop it, and smiled, “You know quite a bit for your young age.”

Zhuang’er gathered her long hair behind her ear and squatted low, her buttocks touched her heels, it hurt so much that she stood up with an ouch, she smiled embarrassedly, took a cushion and put it on the floor, knelt down and reached out her small hand to cup his rod, holding his meat sack and gently rubbing it, “Boys are so horny they can’t do it, I’m afraid of the pain so I had to learn how to use my hands with my mouth, I’m not bragging about it Oh, my boyfriend has never lasted more than five minutes in my mouth.”

The image of an excited, red-faced brat popped up in front of his eyes, and he smiled and said, “Five minutes? Ten minutes you can make me surrender, and Auntie Husband will take you to a big dinner.”

The makeup child excitedly laughed, “Good, a promise, if you can not surrender, you let me how can. But it’s a deal, you have to start counting when you get hard, now that it’s soft, I …… I can only suck out the pee.”

He couldn’t help but laugh out loud, the inexplicable feeling all behind him, “Fine, fine, fine, you start.”

Makeup pulled out a tissue and carefully wiped his cock clean, then cupped it in both hands, squeezing gently and hard with the palms of his hands inward, his fingers rubbing the rod in passing.

Just now when he rubbed her ass for her he had already rested almost, his dick was already a little bit stupid, and now by this soft and boneless little hands together, without rubbing a few times, he had already stood up his head.

Zhuang’er spat twice into her palm, made a sleeve-rolling motion towards her bare armpits, brought her little face close to his crotch, stretched out her nose and sniffed, and smiled hehehe, “Little Auntie Husband doesn’t stink here. But there is my own smell it ……”

A strong feeling of excitement ran through him as he looked at her little face with a touch of innocence.

That reddish little mouth gradually came close to his glans, tentatively kissed on it, she hesitated for a moment, worried enough to raise her head, whispered, “Auntie husband, you …… you can not pee ah …… “

He stifled a laugh and nodded seriously.

Only then did she put her head between his legs as if holding the rod in her hands, her small red tongue sticking out of her mouth and licking along the side of the rod across towards the root, the tip of her tongue sweeping over the rippling veins and all the way into his thick hair. Holding the rod up high in his small hands so that the taut pouch underneath was exposed, his tongue didn’t stop sliding up to that pouch, hooking the tip of his tongue at the bottom of the pouch over the sinewy band of flesh in the center of the pouch.

He grunted lowly, a tingle of pleasure tingling where the tongue had swept over him, his rod bouncing against the soft hand, a hint of clear mucus secrete from his horse’s eye.

After licking the meat sack full of saliva, Makeup tilted her little face up and with an ahhhhh took one of the testicles in her mouth, flicking it around with her tongue like she was playing with a lollipop that was off the pole. His crotch naturally lifted up as the meat sack was held higher, and Makeup took the opportunity to put her small hand into his ass crack, gently rubbing his asshole with her saliva-soaked slender fingers.

Zhuang Zhou was really surprised that this little girl who was a virgin just a moment ago would come to this hand, the strange sensation behind his asshole and the warm pleasure there in his testicles made his penis almost excited to the limit.

Makeup glanced at her watch, spat out the sack of meat in her mouth, ran the tip of her tongue along the base of the shaft in a single scrape to the top, and then opened her lips wide, her tongue resting on the underside of the glans as she swallowed half of the rod in one go.

She sucked in her gills tightly, the soft mucous membranes of her mouth wrapped tightly around the fleshy shaft, her tongue swirling, licking every part of her mouth she could, her lips clamping down hard, her pussy door strangling as it did as she moved back and forth on the shaft.

It was a little less tight and twisty than the fascinating meaty hole she had down there, but with an extra attentive and deft tongue, and that little unfaithful hand behind his buttocks, there were a few things he couldn’t stand.

As Makeup knelt on the mat in front of him, her little ass dangling in the air because it was still a little swollen and sore, his foot left the slipper and hooked back to move onto her kneeling paw, his thumb hooking slightly as he lifted his foot upward to touch her still-wet, tightly closed slit.

Zhuang’er was concentrating with the movements of her mouth, in a moment of inadvertence, her flesh lips were rubbed by the toe, her body was soft, the root of her leg lost its strength, her small buttocks involuntarily sat down, and with a sound of Zi, she was actually squeezed into the narrow mouth of her flesh hole by that toe.

Feeling the elastic walls of flesh with his thumbs, he stirred his toes gently in that vaginal opening on a whim.

Makeup grunted and glared at him as if to say “you’re cheating”.

Instead, he intensified his efforts, his thumb stirring inside and his other toes tickling against the sensitive lips of the flesh as if it were a tickle.

Makeup heaved and mumbled, and finally, surprisingly and with her teeth, she gave a light bite on his fleshy shaft. His penis ate the pain, which moved his foot out.

But with this pain, the excitement was mostly missing, and no matter how much makeup licked and sucked and sucked, he didn’t have that urge to cum that he had just had.

Makeup glanced at the clock and spat out the rod in her mouth in frustration, “You lark ……”

He looked innocent, “You didn’t say you couldn’t be touched. Your little butt is so pretty, how can I resist.”

“Is it really pretty?” Makeup purposely puckered her ass back and looked back herself, “You’re lying, it’s neither curved nor straight, such a poor figure, where is it pretty?”

“I think it’s pretty is all. Look how hard I am, have you ever seen a man get excited at the sight of an ugly woman?” He straightened his back, his hardened rod throbbing with discontent.

With such a naked little beauty kneeling in front of him and pouting her little ass, he’d be damned if his rod would soften naturally.

Only then did Makeup look a little happier, generously spreading her hands and making a coquettish expression as she looked at him, “Junior Auntie Husband, you win, you can make me do whatever you want ……”

He gasped, something popped into his head and he put on his slippers and stood up, so excited he said, “Come on up to the couch, it’s cold on the floor. I’ll get something.”

Make-up asked curiously, “Take what? Could it be that you’re hiding any more erotic objects, Auntie Husband? A jumping egg? That one’s great, I’ve been wanting to try it for a long time.”

“You girl ……” He poked her in the head with a bitter smile and walked into his bedroom.

Makeup didn’t bother to guess what he was going to take, not daring to let her ass face down, she had to lie down on the couch, squinting her eyes as she recalled the bursts of pleasure mixed with the pain of the breakthrough she had just experienced, she touched her red ass, the pain on it making her sore again, she spat out her tongue and moaned lowly, “Oooh …… me …… I sure am strange girl ……”

The sound of footsteps gradually came from far and near, she curiously looked sideways, but was surprised to see Zhuang Zhou holding a roll of plastic rope for drying clothes, and two towels, one elongated into a strip and tied in the center with a huge knot, and the other folded sideways and folded into a long strip of cloth.

“What are you doing, sister-in-law ……?”

His eyes red with excitement, he sat down next to her with the towel that was folded into a long strip, “Here, close your eyes. You said Uncle Junior would let you do whatever you wanted.”

Makeup looked at him strangely, but closed her eyes as the towel was pulled across her eyes and knotted behind her head.

“Auntie …… I can’t see anything this way.”

“Here, open your mouth.” He coaxed, picking up the towel that was tied in a knot in his hand.

Makeup flattened her mouth and muttered something, but obediently opened her little mouth as he shoved the knot into her mouth and tied it behind her head as well.

She let out a muffled grunt of confusion and reached up to pull the towel off, but that’s when her slender wrists were firmly grabbed by him and twisted backwards behind her back. He grabbed the clothesline he had prepared and pulled her upper body up, wrapping the rope around her breasts, backward to her back and cross-bundling it over her small arms, then back to her breasts for a second loop, after which it was bound securely behind her back, her not-so-large breasts shrugged up into conical mounds of flesh by the two ropes, and her slender arms folded and bound together behind her back.

Makeup kicked and swung her legs around, humming loudly under her breath and tilting her head sideways with a somewhat fearful sidelong glance, trying to determine what he was up to.

He watched as the rope bound to his white, creamy, slightly sweaty youthful skin strangled a red mark, and his crotch exploded with excitement as if his rod was about to explode. But instead of going straight up to rape the completely incapacitated beauty, he sat down beside her and reached out to caress her reddish, succulent little ass, squeezing it gently as if the mass of flesh wanted to pop his fingers apart.

He slapped it on and asked excitedly, “How was it, was it more comfortable than a straight spanking?”

That little ass jerked upward, and a pair of thin legs kicked up and down, unable to tell if it was pain or pleasure. He grabbed her legs, sat up on his butt, pressed it underneath him, and slapped it vigorously with his hands from side to side.

The flesh on the peaks of his buttocks wiggled and grew redder and redder with the waves of his slaps. Makeup’s tears were streaming under the towel that covered her eyes, and the towel in her mouth could be seen to be clenched in her death grip.

His hand got a little tired and he stopped slapping the fan, spreading the peaks of her buttocks and looking at her privates from behind.

Very much to his satisfaction, that smooth mound of shame was now covered with shameful honey dew, the tender red slit of flesh and the neighboring chrysanthemum buds together flicked open and closed, revealing the slippery, soft, cavernous flesh of the slit one at a time, where it was still stained with traces of red and white slurry left behind from the earlier indulgence, and it looked lascivious and tantalizing.

“Ummmm ……” The slapping stopped and makeup squirmed instead, her hands clawing behind her back. He pulled her upper body up and clutched a handful of the bulging, petite breast, pressing his palm against the nipple at the top, the hardening granule choking his palm, causing it to clench the soft flesh harder in excitement, the bruised breast still a little hard, making him even more aroused.

Holding the rod up and aiming it at the fresh cleft of flesh under his ass crack, he lay on his back and pressed down slowly, his firm ass arching up between Makeup’s legs, the meaty pole finding its place in the vagina and pushing in without hesitation.

“Uh……” makeup raised her neck high, one small hand clenched into a fist, the soft mucous membrane strangled the penis, the vagina spasmed as if it had been electrocuted, and a burst of fluid instantly filled the narrow, shallow, tender vagina, drenching the plunging rod with a soothing sensation.

He thrust shallowly and quickly into the soft circle of vaginal constriction, his hands squeezing the flesh of his buttocks vigorously to part them at the sides. The light brown anus opened and closed slightly with the pumping of the perineum, and with an impulse to look at it, he plunged his middle finger into the little asshole all at once.

Make-up bounced all over her body like a white snake that had been penetrated to its seven inches, and he pressed down on her, mashing her young vaginal flesh hard as he snapped at her asshole, and the more she squirmed, the harder he pushed.

Finally Makeup put her head down, pressing her forehead against the couch, her small body pressed down in a desperate upward arch, then relaxing violently like a deflated ball of leather, her whole body slumped over on the couch in a flaccid heap, only her buttocks left to sway slightly with his thrusts, the towel strangled in her mouth drenched through and through, the brightly glistening drool dripping from the corners of her mouth.

He also came to the final hurdle, endured the bone-chilling numbness of the penis pushed hard inward, the glans squeezed the vagina of the layers of the twists and turns, inserted in the center of the flower still do not stop until the glans a top, slipped into the center of the flower was open, slippery and soft center of the flower strangled in the back of the glans, strangled open the shutter of his sperm, he let out a low growl, held tightly to the little red swollen buttocks, to the green uterus, once again, injected his own thick and cloudy semen. ……

After untying the ropes, he gradually realized what he had done and couldn’t stop his hands from shaking.

He watched as Makeup struggled to move her numb arms and pulled off the two towels on her head, revealing her small, tear-stained face, a pair of weeping red eyes staring at him with a strange expression.

A chill ran down his back, all because of that damn dream …… or else …… or else he would never have done such a thing to Makeup …… or even never have made love to her ……

Makeup was silent as she picked up the rope from the couch and frowned.

“Zhuang’er …… right …… I’m sorry, I lost my temper just now. You ……” He wanted her not to tell Meng Die, but how was that possible, he held his head and sat on the sofa at a loss for words.

At this time, a soft voice came from in front of her body, “Little Auntie Husband, next time, can you use a softer rope? Also, you tied it too tightly, and it left marks on me. If you pay attention to it …… I think, I still quite like the way you play ……”

He looked up, horrified, at Makeup’s confused but contented look, like a young cat eating fish for the first time.

He looked at the rope she was holding in her hand, at the semen left on her inner thighs, at the red marks on her body, at her breasts that were a little bruised from his own squeezing, the petite figure gradually overlapping with the Rhea Butterfly girls in his dream, and he wrapped his arms around her tightly as a sudden chill ran through him.

That chill in the bottom of his heart turned into a physical one after Zhuang’er came out of the bath, and he braced himself for a shower, and then even the things in front of him were a little blurry, and Zhuang’er also noticed something strange, and touched his forehead, and was surprised to say, “Junior Auntie Husband, it is clear that …… it is me who is sweating more, and how …… how come you have a fever?”

This time he no longer cared to admire the watery beauty of the bathed Zhuang’er, and stumbled back to his room, where Zhuang’er, wearing his short-sleeved shirt and nothing else, ran around bringing him water and feeding him medicine.

He lay on his bed, only to feel his whole body’s energy draining away, his body was as hard as fire at one time, and as if he had fallen into an ice cave at another time. He wanted to sleep, but the uneasiness in his heart kept him awake.

“Zhuang’er …… you …… you go and rest.” He wanted to say something to Zhuang’er, but his opening turned into another sentence.

Zhuang’er looked at his expression and suddenly smiled, pressing against his ear and gently saying, “Little Auntie Husband, sleep in peace, today’s matter is our little secret, Little Auntie won’t know about it.”

His mind was relieved and his body was completely relaxed.

He closes his eyes, and in doing so, he enters the comforting darkness ……

(o)

“Mr. Bart, wake up.”

There was a moment of helpless despair at the sound of this old voice in his ears, and he knew that he was back in this damned dream. He struggled to open his eyes, the helmet on his head had been removed by Professor Reliant, and the red mark that remained on his forehead still stung.

“Why …… why am I back again?” He swung his fist in exasperation, but at the same time had a strange sense of reassurance that at least in this world, his dark desires and overwhelming urges could be given reasonable vent.

Professor Reliant looked at him quietly, with a contemplative expression, “Mr. Bart, if, and I mean if, if you really are traveling between two worlds, and you insist that the other side isn’t your dream world, then you have to at least admit that dreaming, is the only way for you to get back over there.”

He frowned, then looked over to the clock there, the electronic numbers showed that he’d only been asleep for ten minutes, just ten minutes, and with some confusion he propped himself up on his forehead, “You mean the only way I’m going to wake up from my dream if I want to is to dream it again?”

Without nodding or shaking his head, the professor replied with some hesitation, “Suffice it to say, whichever side is the real dream, the passage you travel to and from, is sleep, deep sleep.”

“So what? Is this going to help me find my way back?” He screamed, paralyzed on the couch, far enough away to see that Butterfly was stroking Rhea’s bare spine and looking at him worriedly.

“Yes.” The professor said forcefully and in short bursts, “As long as you sleep here forever, as I mentioned to you, using my machine for a permanent deep sleep, then you will never return to this world.”

With a somewhat forced smile, he looked into the professor’s serious eyes and said in a shaky voice, “Permanent deep sleep? I …… will never wake up again?”

“Good.” The professor nodded, “With your financial resources, it is entirely possible to maintain such a machine. Your wife is very capable, I believe you don’t have to worry about the operation of the group.”

His hands trembled violently, it was obviously a great temptation for him, he could live in his own reality without having to labor over this unknown dream.

But for some reason, he just couldn’t say the words of agreement, before his eyes constantly flashed some images, Raiya’s soft rubbing against his thighs, Butterfly’s shrinking petite body curled up in her arms and fell asleep, Zhuang’er lonely lying on the bed and waiting for him, a picture flashed him a headache.

“Mr. Bart, you can think about it for a while. After deciding, you can always reach out to me. If you change your mind and plan to wake up from that dream over there, I can help you find a way to do that, too.”

“I ……” He fell silent and said half-heartedly in a low voice, “I’ll be in touch.”

As the professor was about to go out the door, he suddenly turned around and said, “By the way, Mr. Bart, in slumber my instruments repeatedly detected the name of a very old book in your brainwaves, and I wonder if it has any special meaning for you.”

“What? What name?”

The professor thought for a moment, as if considering how to translate it into the current language.

“Well, it’s Lolita.”

Sending the professor away, he sat down on the couch and fell into deep thought.

Of course he knew the book Lolita. But he didn’t know that the title of the book meant anything to him.

Never mind, he gave up and slumped back down on the couch, he needed quiet rest now, the damned instrument had left him with some paralysis in his head now.

Butterfly came over and sat beside him, gently rubbing his forehead for him, “Master, do you …… not like it here?”

He casually replied, “Of course, I’m not from here, I want to go back to my own world.”

“Master …… did Die’er annoy you?” The soft voice took on a sobbing tone, “Butterfly used to hear master say that he hates the current life, but …… but Butterfly knows that master obviously likes everyone ah ……”

He opened his eyes in surprise and looked at Butterfly’s face with tears streaming down her face, do robots here cry as well, his heart welled up with pain that was hard to hide, he said softly, “Well, I’m not disappearing. My head is hard, quickly help me rub.”

Butterfly nodded and carefully massaged him.

Butterfly’s little hands were very dexterous, and in that cozy comfort he soon fell into sleep.

This time when he woke up, he didn’t see the familiar bedroom, what he saw, was Butterfly who was still by his side rubbing his forehead for him, and Makeup who was sitting quietly beside him with her arms wrapped around her.

“You’re awake? Is your body better?” Makeup looked tired, like every time he’d seen her before, the group’s heavy official work was destroying her already not-so-strong body, but she was still asking him with concern at the moment.

He turned his head sideways with some guilt, mentally reassuring himself that it was Bart’s fault and not his own, “Well, head’s better.”

Makeup leaned down a bit apologetically and placed a soft kiss on his lips, “I’m sorry about that professor I thought I could help you, but instead that instrument made you so uncomfortable, I’m so sorry.”

He smiled and got up and sat up, “It’s not your fault. I’m the one who’s been confused.” He hesitated, but said firmly, “Makeup, I want you to understand that I really want to go back to my world.”

A flash of pain was evident in her eyes, and she said with some trembling, “I know. You …… don’t like the world, you don’t like your life, and you …… don’t like me …… either.”

He quickly shook his hand, “No, no, no, no …… I …… I like you very much, if …… if there is no you in this dream, no butterfly, I …… I might have gone crazy.”

She smiled bitterly, “Bart, I am honored. I hope that one day you will tell me that you are no longer dreaming and that I, in reality, am your wife.”

He frowned tightly and tenderly embraced her soft body, “I’m sorry, I won’t say those anymore. I’ll be there for you.”

The next moment he saw the makeup child of his dream, the young Mrs. Frye, with the most beautiful smile he could remember, gentle and touching.

Since the two worlds do not conflict with each other, then …… just live in parallel like this. He thought with some relief, as for those sexual fetishes that were affected by the dream, he believed that he could slowly overcome them, and even if he couldn’t, there was at least a small makeup over there to satisfy his abnormal desires.

With his mind thus made up and his mind much calmer, he and Zhuang’er ate dinner together and spent the night most like a married couple since coming here. Even though the two of them ended up using ropes when they made love in the evening, both Zhuang’er and he no longer had any repulsive feelings, and the ropes that bound Zhuang’er’s beautifully nude body had turned into a jumping egg-like erotic object in his eyes.

Over breakfast, he and Makeup had a serious conversation, and he was done talking about going back to the other world or anything like that, at least not in front of her, knowing that he’d always get a chance to go back, just as he knew that he’d come back sooner or later even after he went back.

He briefly looked into the past lives of the two, as if he really was Bart with amnesia.

The more he learned, the more guilty he felt, the previous Bart was really just like what he knew from the video, horny and rough, a man who simply followed his own desires, and because he didn’t know how to love and cherish his wife, he had hardened and conditioned a gentle and innocent young girl into a sexual deviant who couldn’t orgasm without ropes to tie her up.

He wanted to know more, he always felt that there was something he didn’t really know yet, but his mind was filled with fear of that part of the unknown. Makeup was still reluctant to talk much about it, she just said that she didn’t know what he was doing in the other rooms of that house. She also didn’t interfere with his life at that time.

After all, he was the master of the mansion, and even if he was as incompetent as he was, he could easily deprive any being in the mansion of everything it possessed.

After a long conversation over breakfast, Makeup had been able to joke with him about something related to the past, and when he walked her out the door at work, she pointed to the maid at the door who had two cute dimples when she smiled and said, “See her, you raped her until she hemorrhaged the night she first got here, and showed me the upper limit of what a man can do when he’s an animal.”

He rubbed his head and smiled awkwardly, “Looks like amnesia sure is a good thing for me.”

Makeup hmmm’d and nodded, “That’s right, it’s like that saying in those old sayings you always read, stuff what’s wrong with ……” Her cheeks flushed and she wondered what was underneath.

He smiled slightly and went on, “Indeed, a stuffed horse is a blessing.”

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him and got into the craft, “So, I’m off, wait for me for lunch. No more doing it with Rhea and the girls today, it’s all mine, okay?”

He waved his hand and deliberately straightened his back, “Okay, it’s all yours.”

In the mansion he was back to having nothing to do, the maids who cleaned everywhere were still wearing cute revealing clothes, with cute doll faces it was really tempting, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it if he wandered around so much, and when the dimpled little maid intentionally bent down in front of him for the third time and crossed her rounded buttocks and wiped the floor, revealing her panties under her short skirt, he walked up to the second floor, and decided to go back to that room to browse the a bit of news or something.

Wipe the nosebleed by the way.

Opening the huge screen, the title of the book the professor had mentioned, Lolita, suddenly flashed through his mind.

A thought surfaced and he called for Butterfly and sat her down at the table to pick up the screen again, he took a deep breath and hoped his suspicions were wrong.

He casually found a path with a small lock symbol added to it, tapped out the password entry box, knocked down Lolita, then hesitated and clicked OK.

A pleasant ding-dong appeared on the screen, the little lock flickered and disappeared, and he stared dumbfounded at the unobstructed path and shakily tapped in.

Whether it was curiosity or whatever, he ultimately wanted to know what was hidden in these videos.

The stuff under the path was unexpectedly simple and uninteresting, consisting of what looked like bill-like records of transactions, and he looked at a few of them and realized that those weren’t legitimate channeled purchases or sales, and that the goods were replaced with very vague codes, but the prices were quite impressive and surprisingly expensive.

He clicked back to the parent directory and once again used Lolita’s passphrase to access another path, and this time, a string of videos with numbers for file names finally appeared.

He hesitated and clicked on the video numbered 1 – 1, once again entering the world of the real Bart.

This time, what appeared in the four-direction shot was no longer the large, cold, dark room he had always been familiar with, but a warm, soft, room with orange and bright yellow tones, with unexpectedly simple furnishings, a crystal receiving terminal that could watch entertainment, and a goose-yellow crib, other than that, the room was filled with things he was familiar with, ropes, hooks, whips, all kinds of erotic products, and a large bottle of lubricating cream. and a large bottle of lubricating cream.

He vaguely guessed what was going to happen, because in the center of the bed on the screen was curled up a petite figure in a cute one-piece dress, bare and delicate feet, and a flat chest rising and falling smoothly, supposedly in deep sleep. Long curly blonde hair cascaded around her snow-white neck, her long eyelashes and diamond-shaped rosy mouth made her look like a realistic doll, and a few freckles could be vaguely seen below her closed eyes.

The door opened and he waddled his somewhat bloated frame in, carrying a chair down and sitting down on it to look contentedly at the little girl on the bed, a much more excited gleam in his eyes than he had ever seen in Rhea and Butterfly before now.

The man in front of the screen suddenly shuddered, and he wondered with horror if in his reality he had the same look on his face when he saw the nude body of the petite makeup child. Because …… because it wasn’t a robot or a modified creature.

This is …… real human beings!

The image showed him standing up, walking over to the bed, pulling a thin metal chain from the corner of the bed, opening the metal ring at the end and adjusting the size, then ruffling her blonde hair and gently locking the ring around her neck.

She grunted and twisted her neck uncomfortably, but didn’t wake up.

He stood up, kneeling on one leg beside the bed, and gently lifted her dress up, hiking it above her thin little ass, revealing white panties with a small bow. He stared at the tight thin panties and began to slowly remove the clothes from his body.

Fully naked, his cock was engorged and high, throbbing with excitement, menacingly right up against the sleeping petite body.

He tentatively touched her foot, then gently cupped it, which was cupped in his palm a little more petite than his hand. He moved the white paw over toward his crotch and pressed the head of his turtle against the soft center of his foot, rubbing it gently.

Her brow furrowed slightly and a soft hum escaped her mouth as she tried to bend her knees like she was taking her foot back.

His grip was tight, and the little foot was still only able to get in front of his rod, curling its toes over and over from the tickling.

Finally, the large eyes opened all at once, the long, curved lashes flickered twice, and the pale blue eyes stared in surprise at the fat, naked man at his side.

With the ugly column of flesh pressed against her bare feet, her skirt lifted high while a collar like thing was brought around her neck, her little mouth opened and she screamed out violently, “Ahhhh, help …… help!”

Afraid of being hit in the vitals by that kicking leg, he got up and left the bed, holding his arms languidly as he watched the panicked little girl shrink into the corner of the bed clutching her legs, crying and screaming, “Who are you? Where is my mom and dad? Why don’t you …… you have any clothes on …… oooh wow ……”

He smiled a lust-filled smile and said slowly, “Me? I am your master.”

“I don’t want …… I don’t want any master, I want my mommy ……” She didn’t seem to understand what master meant as a word, tugging hard at the collar around her neck, kicking her feet about and crying and yelling.

The movement was a little too much, and between her kicking feet, her white panties were exposed again, and the straps slipped under her shoulders in her movements, revealing her rounded shoulders.

He excitedly ran his hand down his hardened rod twice, carried the jar of lubricating cream and placed it next to the bed, saying softly, “Welcome to the world of grown-ups, little princess.”

Then his fat body just pounced on the bed, tugging at her ankles and dragging her underneath him, pressing down heavily, his hands excitedly cupping her face and kissing that small red mouth hard.

“It’s so heavy …… oooooh …… let go of me! …… can’t breathe …… save …… who will save me …… mom …… save me ……” Her cries were silenced as his hands roamed over the supple body, stroking the pure body that hadn’t been tainted a bit to his heart’s content.

She cried out, slapping her hands on his shoulders and pushing hard against his chest, but to no avail as he easily gathered her hands together in a grip and pressed one hand against the top of her head, his large, free hand reaching under her skirt and beginning to tug at her panties.

She forcefully inclined her head, broke away from her little mouth that was a little red and swollen from the kiss, and begged, “Please …… let go of me, I can make my mom give you money, I can give you a lot of money …… please let me go ……”

Despite the fact that her legs curled up hard to keep the tiny panties on her legs, a hiss passed and the pure white panties turned into shriveled rags in his hands, and she twisted up desperately with an ah, “Don’t! Don’t undress me! Get off, get off!”

“Pah!” There was a loud thud, her head tilted to one side, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, her cheeks red and swollen as she stared dully to one side, thinking that she must never have been hit like that before. He reached down and tugged at her sundress, exposing her entire young breasts, twisting her delicate nipples as he said menacingly, “Listen! I am your master and you had better learn what obedience is from now on!”

“No …… don’t ……” she trembled with fear, not daring to struggle as her fine white legs were spread wide apart to either side, and the hand that had gouged a dollop of lubricating cream felt its way to a patch of her pale, bare, and hairless pubic mound and began to apply it to her tender red slit that was tightly merged into a thin line.

The lubricating cream spread a slickness between the undeveloped labia, and he squeezed his fingers against them, seeking out the vaginal opening that was still a mass of closed, tender flesh, and pushed his rod up against it.

“Don’t! Don’t ……” she panicked and began to struggle again, but with her legs pinned down by his knees and no resistance from her wide-open strands, his glans began to try to burst inward, but time and time again it slipped past the top of the tightly closed pussy opening to the outside of her labia.

With some impatience, he reached down and pressed his rod against the young, tender vagina, and with his other hand he pressed down on her thin crotch and slammed his heavy body into it.

“Ahhhh ……” a heartbreaking scream as virginal blood flowed out of the propped up and almost split vaginal opening ……

(p)

“Mommy …… help me …… oooh it hurts ……”

Her petite body was pinned to the soft bed by the thick rod, the beautiful blonde girl was firmly controlled by his fat body, her hands were pressed above her head, her five fingers spread wide, and her feet didn’t have much room to move, her round, small toes curled tightly.

The parted thighs were very thin and white, thin veins could be vaguely seen, the thigh roots were bulging with tendons because of the ripping, and at the end was the young petals that were stained red with blood. The thick penis was not fully inserted, there was still almost two thirds of its length left on the outside, and he was obviously not satisfied with this kind of in and out, every time he inserted it, he pushed it inward with force, wanting to insert it all the way in.

The sweet, unripe cleft of flesh could hardly resist the downward pressure of his intermingled weight, and the girl’s cry of pain caught in her throat, her eyes rolling a little.

The man in front of the screen could almost imagine what kind of thrusts the rod was making at the end of that tender cavity, the mouth of the womb being mercilessly rammed, the green palace gradually slamming open its gates ……

“Oo…… oooh ah ah ……” The hard meat stick squeezed into another third, must have pushed into the womb, the girl’s voice has been hoarse, screaming also much weaker, the Limbs softly relaxed, was pressed on both sides of the legs twitching, “Mom …… save me …… stomach …… stomach broken ……”

A few small slow thrusts of the cock at that depth, followed by another hard stab inward, her crotch moved upward at the top, and she shuddered violently, the wail from her mouth no longer audible.

Sweating profusely, he arched his back and clasped his slender waist as he struggled in and out of the deepest part of his narrow cunt, the tender cervix wanting to be circling his umbrella of fleshy prongs and sucking on them, panting heavily with excitement.

The muscles in his body tensed tighter and tighter, and with a jolt of excitement he clasped his hands around the girl’s slim shoulders and pulled them down, his hips thrusting upward with a final thrust, not even imagining where that cock had been pushed up to, only seeing his coarse black pubic hair clinging to the reddened mounds of his pubic mound, his pubic bones resting against each other, and a rod like that just plunged all the way in.

His ass began a rhythmic taut contraction as excited spermatozoa scrambled into the young body beneath him, jetting into an immature womb that hadn’t yet been able to conceive life or, for that matter, wherever deeper.

When he climbed down from her body, there was still striking blood on his penis and red and white pulp on his thighs, and where she had been a beautiful slit of reddish flesh just a moment ago, the two petite lips of her flesh were no longer able to be held together, and the pinkish mass of flesh inside had become a narrow hole of red and swollen, blood-streaked flesh, and as the vaginal opening squirmed, the lustful liquid slowly poured out.

Crystalline drool dangled from the corners of her mouth, her small mouth slightly open to let out an unintelligible moan, her eyes devoid of a trace of expression and filled with tears as she stared off into the distance to the side nowhere, her crumpled dress rolled up around her waist, the hem of the skirt that padded under her hips stained with the virgin’s blood, tinting it a shade of reddish-brown.

He picked up the rag-like panties and wiped them on the girl’s crotch, then left the room satisfied with the blood-stained mass of cloth.

The video ends there, and the screen goes back to selecting the file again.

He looked at the reflection on the screen, in which he had the same face, the same look as the man in the video, except that there was a fear in his eyes that was hard to hide.

He knew he was afraid, but he didn’t know what he was afraid of.

He hesitated, then clicked on the next video, the little blonde girl curled up in the corner of the bed this time, still wearing the same crumpled dress, the collar still on a chain around her neck so she couldn’t leave the perimeter of the bed.

She stared at the far screen, watching the boring entertainment on it, the quirky entertainers trying to make the audience laugh, but she couldn’t see a smile on her face at all. Only fear.

The door opened and she immediately shrank like a frightened bunny, raising her pillow in front of herself and yelling, “Don’t come over …… you don’t come over!”

He walked in, not wearing any clothes, his crotch half-soft, not fully erect, with some translucent mucus and vaguely some blood on it, like he’d just pulled it out of some virgin’s genitals.

She looked at the bloodstained penis and her little face went white with fear, clamping her legs tightly together and holding a pillow up in front of her, shivering.

With the fatigue of a man who had just been satisfied, he sat down in his chair and took the black multi-tipped leather whip from the side, flicking it through the air as if it were a test, “Sleave, the master has come in, don’t you know how to give a bit of a welcome?” He said coldly, the whip in his hand making a swooshing sound, “The images I’ve shown you should be detailed enough, if you can’t learn, I’m going to punish you.”

“I …… I don’t want to learn ……,” she said with a quivering probe, “it’s disgusting.”

“Yeah?” He spread his hands indifferently and stood up, walking over to the bed and grabbing the pillow blocking the center as he did so, yanking her off the bed by the chain at the back of her neck.

The petite body fell to the cold ground at once, and bean-sized teardrops burst out of her eyes, but immediately turned to loud wails, and her fall stiffened her body as she curled up convulsively.

For the whip in his hand had flung itself unmercifully across her body.

The man in front of the screen watched with rapt attention as the whip left a red mark on the pale, delicate skin, and although the lashes were all on the thighs, buttocks, back, and other places that wouldn’t cause any real damage, the pain was literally eating away at the girl’s brain.

The knot in his throat rolled up and down, the brutal image surprisingly arousing his libido and growing stronger by the second.

The same was true of him on the screen, his flaccid cock swelling slightly and the whip in his hand swinging harder and harder.

Finally, the girl cried out, “Don’t! Please stop! I do! I’ll do anything, don’t …… stop fighting!”

He put away the whip and stared excitedly at her reddened thighs and the fresh pussy uncovered by her panties under the skirt that had been lifted high by her tumbling, “Really? So what should you do now that your master has come to see you?”

“Master …… Master, welcome …… welcome.” She rolled and squared herself, right in front of him on her knees, sniffled and wiped away her tears, sobbed and cupped his scrotum in her hand, put her mouth up but hesitated to open it.

“Snap.” Another lash went down, and with a jerk and an ah-ah yelp, she hastily opened her little mouth wide and took the rod halfway in, tearfully puffing her cheeks and gripping the cock.

“Teeth touch once, ten lashes, no licking or sucking, five seconds a whip.” He said lightly, combing his hand over the end of one of the lashes.

The remaining ten minutes of the video was all about this blonde girl crying and sucking his cock, and before it finally ended, he shot a somewhat thin stream of semen into the girl’s mouth before ordering her to swallow, and after checking that the only thing left in her open mouth was drool, he left the room satisfied.

The girl fell to the ground, covering her face with her hands and stifling sobs, making disgusting-like vomiting noises, before the scene returned to darkness.

Something seemed to be on the verge of collapsing, and he shuddered as he tried to turn off the display, but his hard cock seemed to dominate his body, making it difficult for him to restrain himself from clicking and clicking and watching on.

The more the number leaned back, the blonde girl’s expression is more numb, eyes also gradually become lifeless, the petite body more and more skillful to carry out a variety of lewd actions to please the man, whether it is more and more easy to wet up the vagina, or flexible tongue and soft lips have gradually learned how to please the man’s organs, the last place of the anus is also in the enema nearly half an hour after letting the meat stick easily penetrated, the last place of the anus is also in the nearly half an hour after letting the meat stick easily penetrated, the last place of the anus is also in the nearly half an hour after letting the meat stick easily penetrated. When she lost the virginity of her anal cavity, she no longer cried, she had learned to sway her slender waist and hold back the tears in her eyes to let out a low soft moan, so that he could cum as soon as possible.

Nearly two dozen videos, long or short, he fast-forwarded through them skimming over the less desirable parts, but also watched them for nearly a day, and his hard and aching rod fired twice in Leia’s mouth. Luckily, Makeup was delayed at the office due to a group matter, and that visual message allowed him to be relieved and have a quick dinner before continuing to watch those extremely seductive videos.

Just a wave of guilt grew from the bottom of his heart at the sight of Makeup in her smart suit rubbing the corners of her tired forehead as she sat in front of the window and smiled apologetically at him saying she couldn’t join him for dinner, but that guilt didn’t last long before it was replaced by the shock of a new video.

What appeared in the video numbered 2–1 was a cute brunette girl tied in a ponytail, her soft breasts were just starting to develop, showing smooth and graceful curves through her black blouse, and under the red plaid skirt were long, white legs that were just tied up with a rope and parted to the sides, revealing little yellow panties in the skirt.

The young girl’s body was suspended in the air in its entirety, her hands dangling slightly lower than her feet, making her head a little congested and dizzy. Much more unfortunate than the blonde girl, who had shackle balls stuffed in her mouth and blindfolds over her eyes, and who, as soon as he came in, started whipping her thighs and ass with a real whip – not one of those multi-headed floppy whips – and only went up a few times until he’d ragged her bottom, ripping her skirt and panties open, and not even using lubricating cream to didn’t use but spit a few mouthfuls of spit up there and plunged into that virgin’s cunt.

It was a total sadistic rape, he was pressed up against the young girl, his heavy body making the ropes on her legs almost sink into her flesh, and his hands were pulled as if they were dislocated, and his thick cock was not only pumping in and out of her newfound flesh, but also vigorously churning and wiggling as if he were trying to widen her cunt.

After the young girl passed out, he pulled out his cock with intent, smeared some lubricating cream, and proceeded to roughly penetrate her anus, rupturing and bleeding her delicate posterior, the young girl woke up crying out in pain, and then was raped again until she passed out.

He tore her dress and pinched the soft, slightly rumbling breasts of the young girl’s buns, unable to wait for her to develop a beautiful curvature generally tugging and twisting the nipple and lifting it upwards, she woke up in pain again and then passed out for the third time after a long, thick, steel needle was passed through her nipple.

He shot his cum all over the young girl’s youthful face, which no longer had a few childish features, grunted in anger and smeared the white bodily fluids all over her face, and then instead of untangling the ropes, he took one of the huge dildos and shoved it into her flesh, tied it with the ropes, and turned around and walked out.

He panted and quickly watched on, there weren’t many videos in series 2, only three or four, each of which featured a tied up teenage girl waking up, passing out, waking up, and passing out again as he roughly raped her.

The man in front of the screen even thought that even a wrestler treating an inflatable doll was much gentler than the actions in the video.

When the last video ended, it was him talking to the unframed comm window about something.

“Sekrit, I’ve changed my mind, instead of selling her for so little money, I’m going to enjoy her myself. Although I’m not too satisfied with the age and appearance of the goods this time, but at least her breasts and feet are very good, especially the breasts, which have just developed, I really haven’t experienced them yet. You should send someone over some other day, even if it’s an after sales service …… I’ll pay extra.”

A changed raspy voice came from over there, “I see. Mr. Bart, I was looking forward to you selling her back, knowing that goods for this purpose are in short supply to the point where even disabled old men are being ordered at high prices, it’s evident that it’s really time for the damned modified creatures to be taken out of the market. Are you really not going to sell me a female young natural body like this one, with a nice figure, for at least the price of three old men?”

He declined, then they talked and laughed some more and the video ended.

This concludes the series of 2 videos.3 – 1 begins with a very small, baby-faced girl again, with black curly hair and honey-colored skin that makes her look very sunny, sleeping in a sky-blue bedroom with furnishings basically similar to the blonde girl’s abode, with the only difference being that her ankles are handcuffed to the foot of the bed on thin metal chains instead of around her neck. metal chain at the foot of the bed instead of around her neck.

This time when he opened the door and came in, the girl woke up immediately, looked at him coming in with wide eyes, sat upright and knelt on the bed holding her hands on her knees.

And he was holding a chain in his hand, the other end of which was actually attached to the blonde girl, who was naked and standing quietly beside him, her hands hanging down at her sides and not bothering to cover her exposed privates, who visibly cringed at the sight of the brunette on the bed, casting sympathetic glances over her shoulder.

“I hear you volunteered?” He said to the girl on the bed, then chained it to the doorway and kicked the blonde in the stomach, and she moaned and immediately sat down in the doorway, spreading her legs and reaching out with her small hand to touch her bare pussy and masturbate herself in a raw manner – in order to remain penetrable at all times.

The brunette girl looked up, enviously surveying the room, and nodded, “Well, my mom said to sell me so the whole family could emigrate and not have to stay in an industrially impoverished galaxy.”

He rested the flab on his chin with interest as he looked at her body, “But why are you categorized in the untuned category?”

The girl bit her lip with some worry, “Sir, that …… those people said you like nothing, and you are willing to pay money, I …… I just took the initiative to ask for it. In fact …… actually I have learned a little.” As if she felt like she had told some big lie, her little face turned a little red, and she said a little anxiously, “Please …… please don’t send me back …… I . …I’ll learn anything. The little …… I’ve learned really isn’t much, and it’s really the same as if I hadn’t been conditioned.”

He laughed at the amusement and slapped his hands on his belly, “That’s interesting cargo. Not exactly top notch looking, but not unbearable either.”

The girl was a little panicked and lifted up her blouse, revealing most of her tantalizing belly, and said hurriedly, “Sir, I …… am not as good looking as they are …… but… …But I’m obedient, moreover, I …… have good skin, really ……”

“Let me see what you’ve learned first. There’s no need to hide it, I promised to keep you and I’ll be sure to pay over. From now on, there’s no need to call me sir.”

The little girl got off the bed with joy, gently pulled the chain around her ankle and walked over to him, knelt down and bowed her head and said, “Master, I …… have only learned to use my mouth a little bit, can you let me kiss it?”

He laughed again at her unorthodox sentence and spread his legs, “Yes, I’ll give you that.”

“Thank you …… thank you master.”

In order to ensure the purity of the goods, even those who had been conditioned had never had the chance to touch a real man’s sex organ, and the girl’s face immediately reddened to the roots of her ears.

He wanted to read on, but the somewhat tired voice of Makeup came through the door at that moment, “Bart, are you still in your room? What are you reading at this late hour?”

He hurriedly turned off the video, handily unplugged the line on Die’er’s belly, and greeted out towards the door. After walking two steps, he suddenly thought of something like turned back and asked Die’er, “Die’er, those girls in the video, where are they now?”

Butterfly was arranging her clothes, when she heard this question she raised her head and said somewhat grimly, ”Master, the remaining seven sisters were sold by the madam. The same goes for the other pets and whatnot. Only Leia didn’t find a buyer because of her own problems.”

He let out an oh-so-subtle sigh, a feeling of letting go of his heart, though vaguely a bit of loss.

“Bart, will you accompany me for a late night snack?” Makeup’s voice was getting closer, with a strong sense of anticipation.

He smoothed out his rapid breathing and answered, “Yes, right away.”

Glancing back at the closed screen, he hurried out of the room.

(q)

Makeup was tired, supposedly because things were getting heavy for the group. Like before, she brought back a lot of papers for him to sign, after all, Bart, whom he represented, was the real executive of the Frye Group.

He casually signed the things he couldn’t read, and was about to open his mouth to ask about the current status of the girls in the video, but after seeing her tired look, he switched to a gentle whisper of concern, “Makeup, are you tired?”

Makeup squeezed out a smile, waved the maids away from the table, straightened her arms to stretch, and nodded, “Well, a little tired. But it’s okay, I’ll get some rest tonight and I’ll be fine tomorrow.” She hesitated, blushing a little, and continued, “You …… can sleep on the second floor tonight if you want, but ……” she said, looking up at him. “You’d better find Butterfly to take care of your needs, that Leia, you’d better keep your hands off her.”

It just so happens that he also has some desire to finish those videos, living on the second floor is more convenient, but the mention of Leia, coupled with Butterfly also said that only Leia in his pets to deal with not go out, can not help but be curious, “Leia …… is just a modified creature, and Butterfly this robot is not much different, is not it? “

Makeup shook her head and wiped the corner of her lips with her napkin, “It’s not the same. You wouldn’t listen to me when I tried to talk you out of it in your old days, that’s why you’re such a leia, I’ll find a buyer as soon as I can, I want to get you away from your old life, so don’t ask any more questions, okay?”

What about those videos? The question that nearly came out of his mouth was swallowed back, and he suddenly felt that makeup hadn’t seen any of those videos, and that they would likely be disposed of once she knew. And as unsettling as those things were to him, he still deeply wanted to watch them all, half out of curiosity and half because the images were indeed tingling with desire in the depths of his soul.

He chatted with Makeup for a while, wrapped his arm around her shoulder as usual and watched a few hours of entertainment in the bedroom, watching her sleep peacefully before he took a few deep breaths and headed downstairs to his room.

Instead of shrinking down to sleep on the couch, Butterfly, in a rare occurrence, crouched in a daze-like crouch in the corner of the room with Rhea in her arms.

“Butterfly? What are you doing?” He walked over in confusion, he hadn’t slept here recently, had Die’er’s sleeping habits changed?

Butterfly’s eyes were wide open, blinking in confusion before she stood up, and Leia, who was supposed to have fallen asleep, merely rolled over, her limbs clutching the metal chain in her arms, and her fluffy ears twitching twice at the back of her head, didn’t wake up.

“I’m sleeping with Rhea, when my master isn’t around.” Butterfly rubbed her eyes and explained.

He then remembered that this was a robot that could sleep even when squatting. He was suddenly a bit unhappy with this realization of his, and directly opened the door to the inner room, “Butterfly, come over here and we’ll continue watching.”

Butterfly obediently laid down on the table and fiddled with everything as he verified the voice password, entered the code to unlock those paths, and continued to watch. He didn’t follow up on the part he had seen earlier in the evening and moved on, but began quickly clicking on the video afterward for a quick perusal.

He was suddenly extremely curious about the end of the brunette girl numbered 2. The videos were all numbered all the way up to 11, which meant that there were a total of eleven girls who had been abused and subjugated by Bart, but he distinctly remembered the first half of the sentence where Butterfly had said, “The remaining seven sisters …… “

A chill crawled up his entire spine from deep within his spinal cord as he suddenly remembered some of Makeup’s and Professor Reliant’s only words.

“This can’t be true, it’s ridiculous …… I don’t believe it.” He shook his head, shaking off the thoughts in his head, and looked on more quickly.

If only he could find out the final disposition of these girls, he could prove that those words were false, that they hadn’t happened.

There weren’t many videos of the honey colored skinned girl, she was well behaved and understanding, even when she first broke her melon, she bit her lip and didn’t cry out in pain, and afterwards she smiled with tears in her eyes as she licked and sucked clean the residual slurry mixed with blood that remained on the rod.

So by the time 4–1’s video started, the person who came in to tame that naive and confused new sex slave had more of this honey colored skinned obedient girl.

4, 5, 6, 7, 8 …… all the way to 9, almost all of them are more or less the same process, new sex slaves are constantly added, constantly broken, raped, conquered and lusted after by him. As if venting some pent up stress, the picture showed him growling low like a desperate beast before each ejaculation, and then relentlessly ejecting billions of spermatozoa into the crying girl.

The honey-colored girl showed up more and more often, helping him push his ass, holding the struggling girl’s legs down for him, using the thin nectar from her own flower lips as a substitute for lubricant, and even going so far as to engage in a youthful homoerotic display with the new girl after she’d given up resisting altogether.

But at the beginning of the 9th video, she disappeared. He couldn’t help but ask Butterfly, “Butterfly, what happened to this little girl …… named Smil at the end?” He held his breath waiting for an answer, hoping he wouldn’t hear the last thing he expected to hear.

Butterfly smiled and replied, “Master you gave her a large sum of money and sent her away. I remember that at that time, the Lady was surprised for a long time, because liberating such illegal sex slaves is rare in the entire galaxy.”

“For …… why?”

“I don’t know. Butterfly remembers what her master asked her that morning when he dined with her, and she said that she liked you very much, master, and then her master did not say anything all the afternoon, and in the evening he sent her away, and gave her lots and lots of money. She was crying at the door for a long time, or madam called someone to drive her away. When Madam came back and asked Master why, Master just said she was afraid, so Butterfly doesn’t know why Master sent her away.”

He pondered for a while, without any clues, but his heart vaguely had a ray of hope, maybe the others were also sent away like her, he thought about it, and continued to ask Butterfly, “What about …… the other people who are missing?” Butterfly shook her head, “Butterfly does not know, the information copied in Butterfly is not allowed to read privately.”

He let out a wistful oh and continued to watch. Unexpectedly, there was only one video for number 10.

Tapping on it, what appeared in the center of the screen was a petite, long-haired girl with long, brownish-red hair cascading in front of her face as she cowered in the corner of her blue crib, tugging at the metal chain around her neck that clanked.

There was actually something familiar about the figure, but for a moment he couldn’t tell who it was, and he played it back quickly as the process began to repeat itself on the screen without any new ideas.

This time he chose the behind position, the helpless girl was pressed down on the bed without any resistance, her small ass was pulled up high, after the soft petals were completely coated evenly by the lubricating cream, the thick penis was squeezed in with great effort, and the girl didn’t even make any sound as the blood flowed down her thighs, she didn’t know whether she was fainted from the pain or something else.

He was a little surprised when he resumed his normal speed and listened carefully, there was indeed not a single girlish sound in the video, even the grunts of pain that came out of Smil’s endurance when he entered her.

But the man on the screen didn’t notice the anomaly, instead he pressed himself against the girl’s back rubbing her flat breasts through her blouse, his lower body shrugging faster and faster.

“Woof!” Suddenly came Rhea’s shout from the side of the table, startled him, he looked sideways, Rhea unexpectedly lying on the side of the table chin resting on his fingers, big eyes staring at the flashing screen, eyes full of doubt.

He stroked Rhea’s head and continued to watch. When he looked again, the picture showed him cumming, pulling out his weakened cock and wiping the blood on it with the girl’s panties.

As if suddenly aroused, he crossed the bed and pulled the girl’s hair to his crotch, slapping her cheek to make her take his rod.

His thighs blocked most of the girl’s face, revealing only a shapely forehead and a pair of icy eyes.

Yes, it was icy cold, sending a sudden chill down his spine as he watched the footage. He watched as the girl slowly brought her face closer and took his rod in, and even though he knew that was what was happening in the video, he felt a sudden tightening in his lower body.

He could barely resist shouting at his picture self to be careful when the girl’s head jerked, followed by a violent jerk of his body, and he kicked her violently to the side, falling to the side of the bed with his hands over his crotch, rolling on the floor.

Bright red blood oozed from his fingers as the girl collapsed on the bed, propping her upper body up on her elbows and looking on coldly, her hair falling to her sides, revealing his familiar face.

Rhea!

“Woo…… woof?” He turned his head sideways as Rhea lay on the edge of the table, looking at the exact same face as his own in the screen and purring in confusion. He compared the two faces, and they were identical! Except for the lack of those ears and tail, this was simply the same person!

He held his breath as he watched the video, the injured man had left the house, but the video still had a good chunk of time before it ended. I guess the video recording device hadn’t been turned off under the injury.

Rhea in the video had an indifferent expression as she straightened her clothes and retreated back to the corner of the bed, her long hair cascading down to block her face again, her small hands tugging at the chain around her neck one at a time, clanking it.

The video ends with a couple of maids coming into the house, loading Rhea into a huge box and moving away.

He looked back at Rhea, who was still staring at the screen with wide eyes, at the ears on her head and the tail behind her buttocks, and asked Butterfly in a trembling voice, “Is Rhea …… the same Rhea?”

It was a very illogical question, but Butterfly should have understood, she nodded and said the answer he didn’t want to hear, “Rhea bit her master, and the master was so angry that he had Mr. Sekrit turn Rhea into a pet. Because it was something that would rarely be done even in the black market, Mr. Sekrit gave special instructions to keep it strictly confidential.”

He covered his face and propped his elbows on the table, and beside him, Rhea came up to him knowing nothing, rubbing against his thigh and woofing pleasingly. He stroked Rhea’s cheek, suddenly wanting to say he was sorry.

“I’m sorry …… I’m really sorry ……” he apologized shakily as he cradled Rhea’s head and buried his face in her hair.

Rhea shouldn’t have been able to understand, she had been completely transformed into a dog, a female canine that only pleases men, but a single teardrop was clearly visible on her face buried between his legs.

He picked up Rhea’s petite body and placed it on the soft couch, gently stroking her spine and watching her whimper to sleep like a child before returning to the screen.

He felt like he was on the verge of not being able to take it anymore, and even though the man in the picture he desperately told himself that it was Bart, not him, the exact same look made him empathize and start to repent for these actions. He even felt that Bart, who had watched them over and over again, must have repented as much as he had.

I don’t know if it’s because of Raiya’s bite, but in the video that starts on the 11th, he doesn’t roughly rape that pink and cute little girl as usual, but instead embraces that warm and petite body the way he usually embraces Butterfly and whispers something about drifting off into a deep sleep. The video, though incredibly long, was all monotonous shots of them sleeping together.

“Is it gone by here ……?” He saw the last video, still calmly sleeping. There was no excessive behavior, and judging by the time in the bottom right corner of the video, his injuries should have healed a long time ago.

Butterfly nodded and said, ”Master, the next day after this, the flying machine had an accident on the way to the company for your and Madam’s errands. The SR–873 that came with Butterfly broke down because it was protecting master and madam. Master suffered an oscillation in his brain, and Madam was also injured.”

“SR–873?” he asked suspiciously.

Butterfly knocked herself on the head and spat out her tongue, “I’m sorry, I was the one who misrepresented it. Master has always called her Dreamer.”

Not caring to think about anything else, he rubbed his eyes and continued to start rummaging through the encrypted paths. In one of the paths he found other pets, as many transformed beauty queens as he could find, most of them cat-eared and cat-tailed, and it was then that he realized that the ones outside of Rhea, as much as they were made to look like human beings, could still be noticeably different in subtle ways, like Butterfly, who, while naked and indeed green and seductive, was not nearly as good as the delicate flesh of a real human being could be to trigger his desires.

Tiredness flooded his mind as he found another set of videos, only three, and judging by the size they shouldn’t be very long, maybe two hours or so a piece.

After reading this, go to sleep. Bart’s past was really having an effect on him now, and he felt he had learned almost as much as he wanted to, and although there was some desire to run away, the thought of a tired and lonely Makeup made him decide to continue to live in parallel in both worlds.

Having made up his mind to do so, he clicked on the video numbered X–1.

Then he saw the beautiful brunette girl in the video of number 2 series.

For the first time she had no gag in her mouth and could scream in terror for help, but there was no response from the empty room. Her naked body was fastened to the rectangular platform, her slender wrists were tied together and fixed above her head, her legs were separated and tied to the sides, turning her into a “human” shape, her full pubic mound covered with sparse pubic hair was exposed, her wide-open legs ripped open the lips of the flesh, and the pink pussy inside was visible.

The door opened. But it wasn’t him who walked in, surprisingly, but two tall, burly men who grinned lewdly as they surveyed the nude, albeit bruise-covered and still very attractive body, and turned back to the door and shouted, “Mr. Bart, how about letting us have a little fun before we dispose of it?”

He walked in, very neatly dressed, yawned a little in boredom, and waved a hand, “Suit yourselves.”

The two large men said thank you and walked to either side of the platform and began to reach out and fondle the brunette’s naked body.

She cried and begged for mercy, shaking her head over and over, “No …… please don’t ……”

A large man pulled open the pants chain, revealing a hideous meat stick about as thick as her slender little arm, she instantly turned pale, twisting her body to look at him sideways and crying, “Master …… I know I’m wrong …… Master! Let go of me …… I’m willing to do anything! Master, please …… don’t ……”

The immobilized nude body was incapable of hiding as the big man who had pulled out his rod climbed onto the platform and squeezed his knees under her hips, cushioning her waist and hips, and the purple-red glans of the baby’s fist had no patience at all to wait until the vaginal opening was wet, and after a few cursory grinds, he poked it in with a ferocious thrust.

“Ah ah …… cracked …… cracked ah ah ……” the young girl shook her head and screamed miserably, her body dying fish-like jerking, “Pull …… out ah, will …… die ……”

Like a virgin, blood oozed from the propped open vagina, and the big man became even more excited, spreading his taut, tender buttocks as far as they would go as the rod, which remained mostly outside, continued to jut inward.

“Master …… save …… save me …… I’ll do …… I’ll do anything. Please spare me …… I really can’t, ah ah ah ah …… to …… to swell up …… “

“Cut out the screaming, how nice to fuck something else with such a cute little mouth.” The other big guy came around to her head and pulled out a gag with a hole in it and put it over her mouth, secured it with a strap behind her head, and then stuck his rod through that hole.

The cock wasn’t very thick, but it was very long, and when the big man straddled her face and thrust it all the way in, her slender neck rose slightly, and her neck rose to a reddish color, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she choked on it.

Sitting on the sidelines he didn’t look very interested and yawned widely. And the man in front of the screen surprisingly didn’t feel anything at all at the luscious images.

It wasn’t long before the big man sprinting down the young girl’s lower body was shrugging faster and faster, and the big man in front of her head was starting to thrust up and down using his little mouth as a cunt, and both of them let out a low growl at the same time as they pulled out their cocks together and ejaculated against the young girl’s limp, petite body, the thick, cloudy cum shooting out onto her eyes, her nose, her stomach, and her breasts, mingling with the slow stream of tears and sweat she was dripping with.

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After the two big men had finished venting, they got busy. They pulled in a large toolbox and took out a syringe and injected something into the side of the young girl’s neck, then hooked up a hose from the outside and drew out fresh water to carefully scrub every part of her body with a soft towel.

The young girl had been lying quietly letting them manipulate her body, but soon began to gasp delicately, her face gradually turned scarlet, and her petite breasts rose and fell.

One of the big men went over and flipped her cheeks open, examined them, then took out the syringe again, twisted the tip of the erected nipple, gently rubbed it with two fingers, and after watching the crimson nipple swell up a bit more, he aimed the needle right in the center of the nipple, and slowly stabbed it in.

She jerked up, a slurred sound coming out of her gagged mouth, but strangely enough there was no obvious pain in her eyes, but rather a look of confusion and pleasure. By the time the other nipple was injected as it was, her snorting had taken on a distinctly sexual erection.

By the time the injection was finished, the other big man was carefully scrubbing her two labia minora clean, then applied some lubricant to the hose and slowly inserted it into her cunt. The water poured out with a yellowish-white murky fluid that grew clearer and clearer.

With her vagina rinsed out, the hose was then inserted into her anus, and a huge black plastic bag with an open mouth was aimed under her buttocks, waiting for the gushing filth.

“Ummmm …… oooh!” The young girl’s legs suddenly tensed, and as the clear water mixed with poop spurted out, another small hole in her labia opened and a yellowish stream shot out.

“Mr. Bart, the preparations are almost complete, what number service would you like?” A big man took out a small book and handed it to him, while at the same time another was using a thin catheter to clean the residual urine in the young girl’s bladder, it should be because of the medicine injected just now, the young girl not only didn’t have any uncomfortable expression, but instead twisted her slender waist and moaned with a uh-oh, the nectar seeping out from her vagina had already exceeded the residual clear water.

He vaguely guessed what was going to happen, but couldn’t restrain himself from wanting to watch.

Sure enough, after briefly scanning the little book on the screen, he spoke, “Make it number 3, I don’t like light flavors, put more seasoning on it.”

“Should we cook it in front of you? Or do we come up when we are ready? This whole cooking process may cause you discomfort. This isn’t a reformer, after all.” The big man asked cautiously, his companion by this time already shaving every bit of hair on the young girl’s body except for her hair with a delicate scraper.

His eyes glowed with excitement, “Right here will do.”

The young girl’s confused eyes began to clear, then fear, and she seemed to hear something and feel something was wrong as a soft bristled brush began to apply a food-scented condiment to her body after it had been shaved.

“Uh-uh-uh-uh!” She grunted loudly, looking pleadingly to one side at him, shaking her head frantically.

It was pointless though, after the front was brushed all over her body was untied and pressed face down onto the platform, the brush began to brush upwards from her calves, she should have tried to struggle but her unbound limbs were still immobile, she whimpered in desperation as the brush brushed across the crack of her buttocks, the cleft of her femur spurting out a nectar of pleasure.

“You’re lucky to be able to have fun until you die, too.” The big man whistled as he turned her body upside down and gently pressed and rubbed her nub, a copious amount of nectar filling up between the roots of her twitching legs, the uninterrupted pleasure gradually causing her to stop moaning in fear and to err on the side of pleasure.

A long, thick steel brazier was held out, the tip garden and smooth, with a small hole like it could pop something out. The big man smiled and patted her pubic mound, holding the brazier and slowly stabbing it into the wet vagina. The anxious vaginal flesh quickly wrapped around it, writhing and drawing inward as more nectar flowed out along the cold, smooth steel.

The hand holding the steel stirred gently, slowly going deeper and deeper, while the other big man gently pressed and rubbed her breasts at the same time, stimulating her nipples.

Her whole body was glistening with oil, and underneath it was skin reddened with arousal, she tilted her head back, drool dripping from her muzzle, her eyes were already lifeless, and only her limbs and belly were twitching from the successive overwhelming orgasms.

The steel brazier had already plunged so deep that it should have penetrated into the uterus, but the big man was still gently stirring to continue to go deeper, and just when the young girl’s expression was already lustful because of the orgasm and crying, he pressed down something at the back of that steel brazier, and the brazier violently trembled for a moment, and immediately after that, the young girl’s body became stiff and tight, and the wide-open eyes were full of puzzled pleasure, and the pussy door which was tightly sucking on the steel brazier all of a sudden relaxed, and a great deal of lustful fluid gushed out, and with it, blood.

Although he couldn’t see inside the young girl, he knew that the tip of the brazier had popped out and pierced right through her soft womb.

The steel brazier began to continue to go deeper as the other big man removed the young girl’s gag and began to wipe the drool from her face with a large ball of something like cotton. Her mouth remained wide open and she frowned as if she were as confused and pleasured as a virgin having her first orgasm from masturbation.

Sitting off to the side he spoke, “Feet and breasts alone.” Then got up and walked out the door.

When he came back again, he had an extra chain in his hand, and the little blonde girl followed him in with her head hanging down, then looked up and took a step back in horror at the sight of the brunette, her hands covering her mouth tightly as tears streamed down her face all at once.

At this time that steel has been inserted into a very deep, the location of the girl under the buttocks has been stained with blood a large area of red, the two big men are busy with the girl’s limbs folded together and tied up, with a sharp knife in the body of the already dying girl’s breasts and ankles of the location of the grueling grueling.

He tugged at the chain with his hand and waved at the blonde girl, pointing to his crotch.

The girl hurriedly wiped away her tears, sniffled and crawled over to squat down, shakily pulled down his pants, and took a bite of his penis in its semi-erect state completely, her cheeks kept bulging, and it was visible that the little tongue was licking vigorously in her mouth.

The tip of the knife was lightly inserted through the side of the breast, and with a gentle turn along the root of the breast, there was nothing but a bloody gash where the mound of flesh had been slightly rumbled, and with two cuts, both breasts fell intact onto the prepared plate. At the same time, the brazier finally penetrated the young girl’s body and stabbed out of her wide-open little mouth.

I don’t know if it was because of those injected drugs, but the young girl whose feet were also chopped off and set up with a steel brazier surprisingly hadn’t yet broken, and her mouth was still letting out moans of unknown significance, and it wasn’t until her flat belly was cut open by a sharp blade, and all kinds of vegetables and such things took the place of her internal organs, that her body completely ceased to move.

“Then, we’ll go get ready. Please wait.”

He nodded with a grimace and two big men walked out carrying steel braziers and plates with double breasts and feet.

He looked at the blonde girl in front of him and she cringed in fear, pursing her lips and clamping down on her rod as it flew up and down, her wide eyes filling with tears.

He pointed to the platform that still had a large pool of blood on it and said faintly, “Go over there and lie down.”

She shuddered in fear and shook her head pitifully with the rod in her mouth.

He frowned and gave a soft hmmm. Immediately, she busied herself with nodding, dragging her chain up to the platform and laying down, struggling to find a clean spot, wrapping her hands around the bend of her knees to spread her thighs apart, exposing her singular mound of shame.

He walked over to her, held his spit-covered cock, and thrust it against her slit. The narrow cleft of flesh had adjusted to the size of the rod, and the girl swallowed the whole thing without much pain, even as her little tummy puckered a little.

He pumped monotonously, godless as if he was thinking of something, and the girl just looked at the pool of blood around her in horror, then tried harder to part her thighs, biting her lip and contracting her perineum to please him.

As he ejaculated he suddenly whispered something and pressed his entire body against the blonde girl’s, his voice was so small that he couldn’t really hear him in front of the screen, but could only vaguely hear the phrases, “do as you’re told …… don’t be afraid of me”.

As the blonde girl crouched in front of him to clean the bodily fluids from his rod, two large men came in pushing a food cart with a huge round metal lid covering the largest plate, and smaller plates on the side holding breasts that glowed with a pale yellow sheen and a pair of small feet.

The round lid was lifted, and inside was the brunette from earlier, except that her hair had been shaved clean, her silky thighs were no longer below the knee, her arms had been separated from her shoulders and sliced into even slices of steak-like meat along with her calves, and her body was secured by a steel brazier in a dish that was still tantalizing but induced not so much a sexual appetite as an appetitive one.

He was also completely frozen in front of the screen, he should have been scared, he should have been disgusted, he should have immediately turned off the video and gone to vomit, but he did none of that, he just watched in awe as his screen self pulled the blonde girl and started to enjoy the meal, as the blonde girl was in tears, taking small bites, making noises of wanting to vomit from time to time.

He was surprised to feel a pang of hunger as he watched himself on the screen eating with an expressionless face. He reached out a shaky hand to close the video, only to feel a chill through his body.

X–2 and X–3 were of similar content, and he briefly scanned through them, the second one that became a meal on a plate was the girl that appeared in video number 7, and there was nothing special about it. And the blonde girl in the third video ended up being a beautiful meal, but this time he didn’t eat it, instead he left the room after watching the cooking process.

He finally reached the bottom of his tolerance, and as he watched the blonde girl have her labia cut off in the middle of her orgasm, he began to want to get out of here without any restraint, what with Bart, what with Makeup, what with Butterfly, what with Leia, none of this was the life he was meant to live, and he didn’t need to do anything for it.

He didn’t belong here in the first place.

He wants to leave.

Leave forever.

He rushed out of the room as Butterfly watched in amazement, and after washing his face with cool water, he sat down outside of Makeup’s bedroom and waited quietly for the mistress of the house to wake up.

“Bart? Why are you sitting here?” Makeup looked startled by the haggard look on his face as he walked out sleepily.

“Zhuang’er ……” he spoke dryly, not daring to look into her eyes, “I have no way to lie to myself anymore, I can’t live as Bart, I’m Zhuang Zhou, I’m just an ordinary earthling, this dream is for me is too heavy, I want to wake up, I don’t want to dream anymore.”

Makeup froze, like he didn’t quite understand what he was talking about.

“Prof. Reliant told me that by falling asleep in this dream, I would be able to return to my reality. I’m not Bart …… I’m …… going to be back to Zhuangzhou.”

A deep weariness, and a palpable sadness began to appear on Makeup’s face, “At the end of the day …… do I still only exist in your nightmares ……”

She shook her head and her expression became indifferent, “Well, since the real Bart is gone and you’re going back to your so-called reality, what about the Frye Group? Is a company of nearly 100 million people going to be dissolved over this? Just because their leader is going to wake up from his dream?”

He cringed, holding his head in thought, he lifted his head as if he thought of something and said hesitantly, “I, I could hand over the Frye Group to you, anyway …… you were supposed to be the one taking care of everything anyway.”

Makeup walked over to the window and looked out in silence with her back to him.

“No…… not okay?”

It was only after a long time that a reply without any warmth came from Makeup, “Yes, of course.”

Everything that followed went smoothly, he spent three days signing all the agreements that needed to be signed and transferring everything that could be forwarded to Makeup. It took Professor Reliant two days to set up the huge apparatus in his home, and the big warm bottle filled with liquid would be the only way for him to fall asleep and leave this dream world.

When he went to say goodbye to Butterfly for the last time, Butterfly looked at him very puzzled, and finally just asked softly, ”Master, if everything here is your dream, did Butterfly disappear when you woke up? Where’s Leia? Where is Madam?”

He didn’t dare to think deeply about this and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Stripping off all his clothes, he curled up and dipped into the warm liquid as if he were back in the dank space of his first life, several metal tubes attached to his limbs, a respirator connected to his mouth and nose, and he relaxed himself completely, closing his eyes wearily with the anticipation of returning to reality.

(END1)

The pungent smell of disinfectant was the first impression he had when he woke up, and as he struggled to open his eyes, what appeared in front of him was the white ceiling, and Meng Die’s tear-stained face.

“Doctor! Doctor, he’s awake.”

A middle-aged man in a white lab coat walks in, rolls his eyes, and then notes something into a book.

“Doctor, is he all right? You said he’d be fine when he woke up.”

That middle-aged man shook his head somewhat helplessly, “I’ve already spoken to the patient’s parents about the specifics, the fact that he woke up this time doesn’t mean anything. Although this is not a good thing to say, I still have to say that a brain tumor of this size cannot normally be without any abnormalities, and those of you who are close to the patient are too inattentive.”

A brain tumor? His head hurt like fire, as if a file was grinding into his brain.

“Boat, how are you feeling? Does your head still hurt?” Meng Die cried into tears and pulled his hand against her cheek.

“How did I …… I get here?” He struggled to distinguish his surroundings, the only people in the separate ward were Meng Die and the doctor who looked at him with pity.

“I found you passed out on the bed when I got back and rushed to call an ambulance, you’ve been in a coma for a week.”

“What?” His lips cracked with a pain, and Meng Die hurriedly took a cotton swab dipped in water and wiped his lips for him.

“Boat, the doctor found a very large tumor from your head, and …… it’s malignant.” Meng Die cried and whispered, “I …… really don’t know what to do. Zhou …… don’t leave me …… behind.”

No …… no, why is this happening? His eyes widened in fear as the sharp pain in his head grew worse, shouldn’t he have returned to a peaceful life? Why …… why did he die?

Instead of that, wouldn’t it be better …… to not wake up and live in that dream?

“Ms. Meng, the patient’s parents have signed the consent form for the surgery, we need to prepare for the surgery right away.”

The doctor who came in walked in with a couple of nurses.

“Boat, you’ll be fine.” Meng Die said with little substance, holding his hand tightly, his slippery palm covered in sweat.

How could this happen? He was no longer able to speak, and only asked himself in his mind, what …… exactly went wrong?

There was another sharp pain in his head and he blacked out.

A voice gently told him that the operation, would not be successful ……

(end2)

“Mrs. Fry, are you kidding?” The aging professor screamed in disbelief as he held the bill in his hand, “This is only for three days of maintenance? Have you gotten the number wrong?”

Makeup shook her hand indifferently, “That’s three days. In three days, you can move that machine.”

“But …… But Mr. Bart wants lifetime service?”

“Professor Reliant, right now, the owner of the Frye Group is me. Do you understand? Three days, I said three days.”

The professor pushed up his glasses uncertainly and stood up with some exasperation, “Okay, I’ll call someone to retrieve the machine in three days.”

Watching the professor’s figure leave the doorway, Makeup held down the desktop a few times before keying in a string of numbers on the projected input device that appeared.

The image on the other side didn’t appear, but an altered man’s voice appeared, “Mrs. Fry?”

“Mr. Sekrit, how are things going with the deal?”

“That Leia is really not a good deal, SR–874 has been formatted to go out. About Mr. Bart …… Are you sure you want to trade?”

The corner of Makeup’s eye twitched, and she said faintly, “I’m sure, I’ll send someone to pick it up in three days. You can pay or not.”

A light laugh came from over there, “If only Mr. Bart had been as generous as you back then. Honestly, I didn’t think that such a big customer would become my merchandise one day. Speaking of which, the number of customers who like fat meat has also increased quite a bit lately, so I’m sure Mr. Bart won’t be staying with me for long.”

Makeup didn’t look like she wanted to talk about it much, “That’s it, come pick it up in three days.”

“I hope to work well together next time.”

Makeup turned off her communicator and leaned back in her chair in boredom, “To hell with you, there won’t be a next time.”

She stared out the window in a daze, the gray sky shuttled with strange sorts of craft, a chaotic hustle and bustle, and she slowly lifted her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, and spoke in a low voice.

“Bye, Bart.”

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The product of a momentary brain fart, and finally got it done in a sustained brain fart.

Because of the level issue coupled with the content hunting issue, there wasn’t much hope for a response and the motivation was never quite there, so a special thanks to Hooks and Nonthinking for giving me the motivation I needed to bring an end to something that was getting more and more confusing the more I wrote it myself.

The letters of the alphabet for chapter numbers are not intended to be 26 chapters, but case is used to differentiate between the two worlds feels better than one and one.

As for the last question that will probably be asked about that side being reality, all I can say is that the world outside of fiction is reality. As for the things in the novel, it wouldn’t have mattered which was the dream and which was reality.

So, see you all later.

By the way, the next piece of stuff is called “As Shadows Go” if it’s not a surprise, because the brain damage has been cathartic, and there probably won’t be any heavy-handedness or showmanship.

As for the reason for writing it …… because I didn’t play enough flotsam is that a good enough reason ……

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