Loulan

At night, Loulan sat in the bubbly bathtub, playing with the rubber duck and various toys he had just bought that day. He stretched out one leg for Feiluo to wash. Feiluo rolled up his sleeves, watching Loulan play intently with doting eyes, and couldn't help but wonder if these things were bought for the baby or for Loulan.
"My calves are so sore, Daddy, give me a massage..."
The son of a god was willing to be a servant for a little elf, and was quite happy about it. Massaging Loulan's calves, "Does your foot still hurt? Is there anything else that's uncomfortable?"
Loulan shook his head, squeezing the little duck in his hands, and said somewhat sullenly, "I'm a little scared, Daddy, is childbirth very painful..."
Feiluo moved his lips, gently stroking Loulan's high, protruding belly. Tomorrow was the due date. The divine child would be born precisely after three months. Everything was prepared in advance. He didn't hide anything from Loulan, telling him that the baby would be born tomorrow. Little Loulan was both happy and scared. He had hardly suffered any hardship since he was a child, and Feiluo was very worried, afraid that Loulan wouldn't be able to handle it. Holding Loulan close, he rinsed him with clean water, dried him off, wrapped him in a blanket, carried him into the bedroom, and placed him in bed. He then lay down beside him, kissing the melancholy Loulan. "Sleep, baby, everything will be alright after tomorrow..."
Loulan pressed his soft body tightly against him, his round little belly against his own. Loulan wrapped his arms around Fei Luo's neck, his eyes wide open, his head rubbing against Fei Luo's chest. Fei Luo silently stroked his back, when suddenly he felt a warm, wet sensation on his chest. Startled, he cupped Loulan's face in his hands, and large tears streamed down his cheeks. Fei Luo's breath caught in his throat. "Why are you crying, baby?"
Loulan lowered his eyelids and murmured,
"I was so scared..."
Fei Luo was too heartbroken to speak, and could only hold Loulan and kiss him to comfort him. The little darling tilted his head back, accepting Fei Luo's continuous kisses. The gentle kisses gradually relaxed him, and soon he was exhausted from crying and fell into a deep sleep. Philo let out a long sigh, holding Loulan close to his eyes.
In the latter half of the night, the little one in his arms began to stir restlessly, whimpering and wriggling, pulling open her clothes and complaining of being hot and uncomfortable. Philo gently pressed down Loulan's flailing hands, rubbing her cheek with his fingers. "What's wrong? Where does it hurt, baby?"
Loulan opened her red, rabbit-like eyes, her voice trembling with tears, murmuring, "It's so itchy there... hot and itchy, it hurts, I can't sleep... my nipples are itchy too..."
Philo hadn't nursed Loulan today, afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself; he'd been squeezing with his hands lately. Lifting Loulan's nightgown, her breasts were already full and erect, the tips of her delicate nipples glistening with a little milky white, translucent, trembling shyly in the cool air. Philo could smell the faint scent of milk, swallowing awkwardly, forcing himself to turn his head away.
He got up and went outside, returning a moment later with a hot towel and a glass. Skillfully, he placed the hot towel on Loulan's breasts and gently massaged them through the thick towel. "Mmm... um... so swollen..."
Fei Luo kissed him, coaxing,
"A little massage will make it better. Daddy will help you get the milk out..."
Loulan awkwardly grabbed Fei Luo's wrist, feeling somewhat sad. When he first started lactating, he felt incredibly embarrassed, but his father always seemed to enjoy suckling his milk, and each time he would take him. However, as his belly grew bigger each day, his little face became increasingly chubby and plump, his belly protruding strangely. He couldn't even look at himself in the mirror; he looked absolutely hideous, and his father stopped touching him.
He knew he looked repulsive, but he couldn't control the sadness in his heart. With his head bowed low, Philo's warm hand caressed Loulan's full breasts, gently tightening. "Ah...it hurts..."
All the milk was squeezed to the nipple, flowing from the tiny pores. Philo held the cup close to Loulan's nipple; the cool, transparent rim caught the soft, pink nipple, and the milky white milk flowed down the rim, coating the cup with a white layer, even making a "sizzling" sound... Philo stared intently at the nipple oozing milk, but his rapid breathing betrayed his anxiety. Loulan turned his head away in shame, his eyes red-rimmed, unable to look Philo in the eye. His fingers gripped his breasts, squeezing and releasing, occasionally pressing, a sensation both pleasurable and tingling.
"Does it still hurt? Should I be gentler?"
Philo's gentle voice fell like a feather on Loulan's trembling heart. The more Loulan listened, the redder his eyes became, and his voice choked with emotion as he spoke, "It doesn't hurt, hurry up, it's so embarrassing..."
Philo then noticed that Loulan's tears were about to roll out of his eyes. He quickly stopped what he was doing, cupped Loulan's small face, kissed his eyes, and kissed his way down from his nose to his lips. He rubbed his fingertips against Loulan's cheeks and gazed at him deeply. Loulan turned her head away and said, "Don't look... I look so ugly..."
Philo paused, frowning.
"What are you talking about? Who said you look ugly?"
Loulan stammered, unable to speak for a long time, until Philo sighed. "It seems that book's claim that pregnant women's tempers become strange is true. I was wondering why you've been overthinking things lately. What nonsense are you thinking about this time, hmm?"
Loulan glared at Philo aggrievedly.
"I know I look ugly! My face is big, round, and fat, and my belly is round and chubby, like a monster!"
Philo's face instantly darkened, and he sternly interrupted Loulan.
"What nonsense are you talking about! What do you mean, like a monster! Are you deliberately trying to make Daddy angry?!"
Philo's sudden, stern voice startled Loulan. She stared blankly at her fierce father, large tears streaming down her face. Philo then realized he had frightened his darling and awkwardly embraced the sobbing Loulan. "Baby... I'm sorry." "Daddy shouldn't have said that to you. Daddy was just angry that you talked about yourself like that. You're Daddy's best treasure. How could you say you're a monster! Don't cry, Daddy was wrong..."
As he spoke, he grabbed Loulan's hand and hit himself. Loulan sobbed and grabbed Fei Luo, raising her little face. "But it really looks so ugly. Even though Daddy doesn't say it, you haven't touched me much lately..."
Fei Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This little silly girl! Licking Loulan's fingers, Fei Luo laughed, "So that's why! Who said you were ugly? Loulan, haven't you noticed you're getting prettier and prettier? Look, you used to be so thin you were just skin and bones, but now I've finally managed to grow a little bit of tender flesh, all pink and white, so pretty! And you still called me ugly! I think you're trying to make me angry! Aren't you? Hmm?!"
With that, he pinched Loulan's cheek mischievously, and Loulan winced in pain, grabbing Fei Luo's naughty hand and biting it. Fei Luo immediately hugged him, rubbing his chin against his head, "Soft, like cotton candy, hehe..."
Loulan glared at him sideways, and Fei Luo placed his hands on Loulan's breasts, rolled over, and let Loulan straddle his lower abdomen, continuing the previous actions. Loulan bit her lip, "I want Daddy to suckle..."
Philo almost had a nosebleed on the spot, and asked Loulan again incredulously, "What did you say?!"
Loulan dared not say anything more, lowering her head and remaining silent. Knowing Loulan was shy, Philo chuckled and pulled her to his side, his lips touching her pink nipple. He opened his mouth and began to suckle. "Mmm...so comfortable..."
The warm, moist mouth contracted and relaxed gently, with just the right amount of force, far superior to the squeezing of a hand. Loulan hugged Philo's sucking head, tensed her body, and pressed her forehead against Philo's head, moaning with pleasure. "Mmm...like that...suck a little..."
The sweet milk aroused Philo's desire, which had been suppressed for almost a month. He pressed Loulan down beneath him, his reason almost fading, but he still tried to avoid pressing on Loulan's lower abdomen, wriggling his head and sucking fiercely. Loulan was startled by the intense sucking. "Ah...a little lighter...too intense..."
The already limited milk in Loulan's breasts was quickly depleted by Fei Luo's sucking. He reluctantly bit down on the swollen nipple and tugged at it a few times before moving on to the other. The pain in his breasts subsided, and Loulan trembled with pleasure, raising his chest to Fei Luo's lips.
"Chirp...tsk tsk..."
A wet, sticky sound rang out. Loulan felt a pang of shame and instinctively grabbed Fei Luo's hair, breathing heavily. Even though he had already drained her, Fei Luo's lips wouldn't leave, continuing to torment her delicate nipples. "It's gone, Daddy...don't suck anymore..."
Fei Luo propped himself up, his eyes now a deep, dark gold, filled with predatory desire. He spoke, his voice hoarse and sexy, "Lick that, baby? Hmm? Aren't you itchy?"
Loulan's mind was clouded by Fei Luo's alluring gaze, his vagina becoming increasingly itchy. He nodded blankly, and Fei Luo, satisfied with his permission, arched his back towards Loulan's lower body.
Philo sat up, his eyes now a deep, dark gold, filled with predation and desire. He spoke, his voice hoarse and sexy, "Lick that, baby? Hmm? Aren't you itchy?"
Loulan was bewitched by Philo's gaze, her vagina increasingly itchy and aching. She nodded blankly, and Philo, satisfied with his permission, arched towards Loulan's lower body... Because Loulan was pregnant, she wasn't wearing underwear for convenience. Lifting her clothes, the sheets beneath her tender white buttocks were already soaked with her juices. Philo's eyes widened. He held his breath and spread Loulan's tightly closed legs, revealing her steaming vagina.
The tender petals, plump and glistening with the effects of pregnancy, trembled slightly, dripping clear nectar. They writhed rapidly, and each time they opened their mouths, the pink flesh inside was visible. A rich fragrance wafted towards them. Loulan rubbed her legs together, moaning, "Itchy...so hot..."
Fei Luo's lower body instantly swelled even more, and he whispered hoarsely
, "Daddy will lick you, hmm?"
Loulan closed her eyes and hummed in agreement, obediently opening her legs to make it easier for Fei Luo to play with her. The moment his fingers touched Loulan's flower bud, they were bitten with a "pop." Loulan let out a shy moan. Fei Luo, panting heavily, began to rub the tender bud. The more he rubbed, the more honeyed juices flowed, covering his hands. He put his fingers in his mouth and licked the honeyed juices clean with relish. Fei Luo narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue, saying, "What a waste..."
As he spoke, he raised Loulan's lower abdomen, pressed his lips to hers, and opened his mouth wide to suck, lick, and squeeze the petals. "Ahhh... umm... so comfortable..."
All the juices in the bud were sucked into Fei Luo's mouth. Loulan couldn't help but raise her legs and wrap them around Fei Luo's back, her insteps curling up and rubbing against him. "Chirp chirp..." The juices flowed down Fei Luo's lips to his chin and dripped onto the sheets. Loulan felt like his soul was about to leave his body, convulsing and sobbing... His genitals were getting increasingly itchy, and his whole body began to throb. His already sensitive body couldn't withstand such teasing. He reached out and grabbed Fei Luo's hair, pleading through tears, "It hurts... Daddy... It itches... It's so itchy inside..."
Fei Luo sighed helplessly, looking up at Loulan's reddened eyes.
"Baby, you know it's not okay..."
Loulan slowly sat up, wrapping his arms around Fei Luo's waist, rubbing his cheek against Fei Luo's side and pleading, "Be gentle, I really feel so uncomfortable, I can't sleep every night... Or, does Daddy not like me like this, does he dislike me?"
Fei Luo sighed and forcefully pried Loulan's hands away, kissing his lips. "Don't do anything rash, and don't think anything rash, okay? Baby, just get through tonight."
Hearing this, Loulan's little face scrunched up even more. Loulan reached out and touched his own flower-like opening, inserting his fingers and beginning to thrust. Philo grabbed his mischievous little hands and helplessly hugged him, saying, "Don't do that! What if you hurt the baby?"
Loulan glared at him angrily, yelling,
"Daddy, go away! I hate you! Waaah..."
He choked up, truly suffering. Being pregnant with the divine child was already difficult enough—his lower abdomen ached, his hands and feet hurt—and now he couldn't even touch himself. Every part of his body was uncomfortable, making him wish he could bang his head against the wall and faint rather than endure this torture.
Philo, seeing no other way, could only calm the agitated Loulan and summon the divine physician to inquire whether intercourse at this time would harm the child. The divine physician offered a pill, saying, "As long as you control the degree, it won't harm the divine child in your womb, and..."
He looked up at Philo with an ambiguous expression, his words unclear,
"This will help... open the birth canal... so you'll suffer less tomorrow..."
Philo was immediately overjoyed. Open the birth canal? How could he not have thought of that? With a smile, he entered the bedroom and gave Loulan a pregnancy-stabilizing medicine. Loulan, still somewhat dazed, was pinned down and forced to spread her legs.
Two hot, hard penises pressed against her genitals. Loulan was startled. "Daddy?"
Fei Luo glanced at the clock on the bedside table, his penis pushing in.
"Baby, be good, there's not much time left..."
"Mmm... go slower, it's a little swollen..."
The penises slowly penetrated, gently grinding and thrusting in and out, the force just right, the speed gentle. Loulan comfortably raised her arms to wrap around Fei Luo's neck, chasing kisses on his lips. "This feels so good, mmm... ahh..."
The penis slowly penetrated, gently grinding and grinding as it thrust in and out. The force was just right, the speed gentle. Loulan comfortably raised her arms to wrap around Fei Luo's neck, chasing after his lips with kisses. "This feels so good, mmm... ahh..."
Fei Luo was soon covered in sweat from being gripped tightly by the tight little hole. He asked Loulan in a rough voice in her ear, "Is it still itchy? Hmm?"
Loulan moved her body in rhythm with Fei Luo's thrusts, her legs wrapped around Fei Luo's waist, her face flushed as she nodded. Fei Luo was about to lose control. The tight, wet, warm hole gripped his penis, rhythmically sucking, nibbling, and biting. Fei Luo's scalp began to tingle. He desperately suppressed the desire to thrust wildly, gently treating the moaning and writhing Loulan.
Loulan, panting, followed Fei Luo's rhythm, tilting her small face to gaze at him. Fei Luo's thin lips were tightly pressed together, his face covered in sweat. Although the thick, long rod wasn't moving as wildly, each thrust reached deep inside, probing his cervix and drawing out more love juice. She tenderly wiped the sweat from Fei Luo's forehead, Loulan clenching her vaginal muscles. "Ugh..."
Sure enough, Fei Luo immediately groaned, pausing briefly with heavy breathing. He adjusted his position, his fingers gripping Loulan's side tightly, and began thrusting with gritted teeth. Loulan looked up and kissed Fei Luo, "You can go faster, Daddy, I'm fine..."
Fei Luo looked at the person beneath him worriedly
, "Is it uncomfortable?"
Loulan shook her head,
"No, it's very comfortable, warm..."
Fei Luo carefully increased the speed and force,
"Mmm... ah... a little too fast... ahhh..." "
The more he thrusts, the weaker his reason becomes," Philo growled, lifting Loulan's buttocks and burying his head in his pounding. Loulan bounced up and down, unable to speak, "Ahhh...so strong...Daddy, you're so good! Ahhh! It feels so good to fuck you! Again!"
The thirsty flower hole, subjected to rough treatment, felt the pleasure intensify. Loulan clung to the man riding her like a wild horse, moaning wantonly, "Mmm...more, I can't take it anymore...more..."
Loulan struggled to move her high belly, following Philo's increasingly frenzied rhythm, reaching out to play with her erect penis, pinching her two small mounds below. Her vagina sucked and bit Philo's rapidly thrusting penis, her flower core being pounded until it felt numb and pleasurable, "A little more...a little more inside...it's so hot..."
Two naked bodies were tightly intertwined on the large black sheets, passionately making love. The air was thick with the scent of love juice. Holding Loulan's penis, Fei Luo chuckled wickedly, "So you're enjoying it and playing with it yourself? How about that? Want me to fuck you harder? Hmm?"
He then circled Loulan's penis and began to stroke it, occasionally peeling back the pink foreskin and digging into the tender flesh inside. Loulan tensed up and begged for mercy, "No...don't do this...it hurts..."
Fei Luo deliberately slowed down the speed of his thrusts, increasing the speed of his stroking. "No...no...Daddy! Stop playing, I want...the penis..."
Fei Luo smiled with pleasure,
"Good girl, good girl." "Here's your big cock to eat..."
Suddenly, a hot, slippery glans pressed against the entrance of her flower-like opening, teasing the opening that was already holding another cock. Before Loulan could react, Fei Luo lifted his lower body and squeezed in a bit more. "Ahhh! It's so full! I can't take it anymore!"
Although his flower-like opening was naturally gifted, he had never swallowed two cocks at once before. It was so full and painful. Fei Luo kept pushing the cock in without stopping. Loulan couldn't stand the stimulation and bit Fei Luo's shoulder, clamping his legs around Fei Luo's waist, panting as he endured Fei Luo's invasion. "Ugh... ugh..."
The thick, long cock was crowded in the narrow passage, the throbbing veins teasing the tender flesh walls. Even the most abundant honey couldn't alleviate the stimulation. As Philo thrust in, he soothed Loulan, who was on the verge of sobbing, "Good girl, it'll be over soon. If I don't give you a little stimulation, you'll suffer even more tomorrow..."
The incredibly elastic flower-like opening struggled to swallow both thick, long, and enormous penises. Philo's deep voice rasped, "So good, baby, you're so wet and tight, you're making me almost come..."
The huge penises pressed together, rubbing against each other with each thrust and withdrawal—a stimulation Philo had never experienced before. He lifted Loulan's lower body and thrust his penis in hard from below. "Ahhhhhh... No... No... Too much, it feels so good, Daddy..."
The shaft scraped against the tender flesh walls... The rod relentlessly invaded, penetrating straight into the sensitive uterus. The two glans ground against each other simultaneously, causing a gush of wetness from
Loulan's flower. "Ah...so much...you're too strong...Daddy..." The perfectly synchronized union confused Philo's senses. The thick, long rod repeatedly tormented the tender opening, the throbbing, aching, numb, and itchy pleasure nearly driving Loulan mad. The glans pierced the cervix, and Loulan was almost afraid he would penetrate her, waking her sleeping baby. "Is it good? You little slut, is Daddy fucking you beautiful? Still itchy? Hmm?"
Loulan cried out, grabbing Philo's arm, moaning helplessly,
"So good, Daddy's the best! You're fucking me to death! Waaah...so beautiful...so comfortable..."
The wanton flower was about to be pierced through by the two ferocious rods. Loulan was both shocked and terrified, desperately kneading and grabbing Loulan's breasts, squeezing out a few drops of milk which were greedily swallowed. The flower was almost melted and rotten from being fucked.
Loulan's mind was blank at this moment. She was being fucked so hard by the thick and powerful penis that she was completely dizzy and moaning. The folds on her vaginal walls were almost ironed smooth by the scalding heat. Loulan felt that if this continued, she would definitely be fucked through. "Stop, Daddy, I really can't take it anymore, it's so hot..."
Fei Luo smiled wickedly, pinching Loulan's nipples with his large hands and pulling them hard. "How can I dry your cunt if it's not hot? Hmm? Don't worry about yourself, just fuck me obediently! Understand?"
With that, he thrust in several times, making Loulan tremble all over and dare not beg for mercy anymore.
The penis relentlessly pounded into the constantly flowing, slutty hole. Philo couldn't help but click his tongue, "So slutty, the more you pound, the more it flows. What am I going to do?"
Loulan's thighs ached from the brutal pounding. He collapsed onto the bed, letting Philo lift his legs and thrust in and out. Abundant nectar splattered everywhere. Philo mischievously twisted Loulan's scrotum. "Ahhh... Daddy... really can't... Waaah..."
Loulan was driven almost mad by the torment. His penis ejaculated, and his swollen, red flower weakly sucked on the man's thick, long rod. He cried out under Philo's powerful, brutal pounding. "Good baby, call me husband..."
Loulan was stunned, staring blankly at Philo. Dissatisfied with Loulan's reaction, Philo became even more rude, fondling Loulan's penis and flower, pounding even harder with his penis. Loulan was completely out of his mind from being fucked, looking at Fei Luo in a daze, his pink lips moving, "Daddy... Husband... Ahhhhh... So good... I'm going to be fucked through!!!"
Fei Luo rewarded Loulan with a few deep thrusts, gripping his slender waist and penetrating deep inside. His climax came, and thick, hot semen shot in!
A large amount of hot fluid penetrated his trembling flower, watering his long-starved flower. Loulan lifted his face in pleasure, his legs rubbing against the sheets, enduring the powerful ejaculation. His vaginal walls were probably raw from the fucking, and the hot semen made him whimper, "Waaah... It hurts... Daddy..."
Fei Luo stroked Loulan's head. There was too much semen accumulated, and it wouldn't be released all at once, especially with two penises shooting out simultaneously. The stimulation was unimaginable. His vaginal walls were numb from the ejaculation, and Loulan's legs went weak, held tightly by Fei Luo. "Mmm..." "Too much... Daddy..."
Philo panted heavily, licking and kissing Loulan's ear.
"Good boy, almost there, just a little longer..."
Suddenly, Loulan's lower abdomen was forcefully lifted, the penis so deep it almost reached his uterus, thick semen spraying out. The penis inside his vagina was no longer so firm. Philo reluctantly withdrew his penis, the thick white semen flowing out and piling up in a large puddle... Loulan helplessly covered his vaginal opening, trying to stop the wasted semen, but it seeped out through the gaps between his fingers. Philo took a glass of warm milk, took a sip, and then, holding Loulan's head, pressed the milk to his pink lips and passed it over. Loulan swallowed the sweet milk... Loulan licked the milky white flesh from the corner of his lips with his pink tongue, and gently kissed him. "Are you alright?"
Loulan hummed in response. Feiluo picked him up and was about to head towards the bathroom when he felt a warm, wet sensation under his hand. Instinctively, he looked down, his eyes widening in shock, and he cried out uncontrollably, "Something's wrong!"
Loulan's flower-like opening was gushing out a clear, not-too-thick white, fluid, which was flowing more and more. Loulan first arched his back in surprise, then suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, his face turning pale with pain. "It hurts so much… Daddy…"
Loulan's desperate cries of pain echoed through the tightly closed room. Feiluo paced anxiously, trying again to break in. Entering, Leng Yue stretched out her arm to stop him. "Master, trust the doctor, everything will be alright..."
Fei Luo knew Lou Lan wouldn't have any problems, but the screams inside were like knives, mercilessly torturing his taut nerves. His fingers trembling, Fei Luo hastily wiped his face. "Just one look, just one look!"
The doctor had instructed them not to interfere when they arrived, and Fei Luo had repeatedly assured them he wouldn't disturb them, but the doctor's attitude was firm. Moreover, Lou Lan's premature delivery was Fei Luo's fault; they had already given her medication to prevent miscarriage, and yet things had turned out this way. The doctor was also filled with helplessness.
Fortunately, the birth canal had been "dilated," making things much smoother. Although painful, it wasn't too severe. Holding down the struggling Lou Lan, the doctor encouraged him to persevere. Lou Lan was now covered in sweat and tears, his whole body convulsing in pain, his lower body feeling like it was being torn apart—it was almost killing him!
"No! It hurts so much! I don't want to give birth anymore! Waaah... Daddy... save me!"
Hearing Loulan's cries, Fei Luo finally couldn't hold back any longer. He kicked open the tightly closed door, ignoring the doctor's attempts to stop him, and rushed to the bedside, tightly grasping Loulan's hand and kissing it. "Hold on, baby, it's almost out..."
Loulan's vision was filled with crimson, and Fei Luo's voice seemed to come from near and far, ethereal and uncertain. She reached out to touch him, but Fei Luo quickly pulled Loulan's hand to his face. The familiar touch instantly calmed Loulan down. She groaned and, following the doctor's instructions, desperately squeezed her lower body, clearly feeling the baby emerging inch by inch. "It hurts... it hurts so much... Daddy... waaah..."
As Philo watched the baby emerge, his heart pounding in his chest. He kissed Loulan's lips and cheeks, encouraging her, "Almost there, almost there, baby, just a little bit more, one last push!"
He then placed his finger between Loulan's teeth, coaxing,
"Good girl, bite down if it hurts..."
Overwhelmed by pain, Loulan bit down hard on Philo's finger, drawing blood. Holding her breath and taking a deep breath, Loulan screamed and squeezed her genitals with all her might, "Waaaaah..."
With the baby's loud cry, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief. Philo was about to laugh when a doctor's words suddenly made him realize... "There's one more! One more child!"
Philo felt like dying at this moment. The previous child had completely exhausted Loulan's strength. She leaned weakly against Philo's chest, panting heavily. She didn't even have the strength to cry anymore. She choked out, "I can't... Waaah... It really hurts..."
Seeing this, Philo immediately grabbed a knife and slashed his wrist hard. Bright red blood flowed out, and he quickly held the blood to Loulan's lips. "Come on, drink it, baby..."
Loulan drank Philo's hot blood in a daze. A powerful warm current immediately rose from her body and flowed through her limbs and bones, even the pain was slightly reduced. The wound healed automatically after a few seconds, and Philo was about to make another cut when Leng Yue, who had smelled the blood, rushed in and stopped him. "That's enough, Master, you've already damaged your vital energy!"
Philo watched Loulan's cheeks gradually regain their color before putting down the knife and calming himself. Loulan gripped Philo's arm tightly and squeezed her lower body. With the help of blood, the pain wasn't so bad, and the thought of having two babies filled Loulan with uncontrollable joy. She desperately wanted to see her children's faces.
Finally, with a tearing sensation, one of the children was born safely. Loulan smiled weakly and fell asleep helplessly... Endless resentment swirled around Philo... He now had an urge to kill. He and Loulan had agreed that Loulan would sleep with the baby on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and with him on Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays, and Sundays. Today was Sunday, and heaven knows how long he had waited for Loulan to take a bath... Steam rose from the bathroom, carrying Loulan's soft, sweet coaxing voice and the baby's giggles. In the bright bathroom, the renovated, enormous bathtub could easily hold ten people. Loulan leaned against the warm stone wall, holding the babies' soft, delicate little hands, laughing as she watched them swim around in the water.
Being descendants of the snake clan, the six-month-old babies didn't have enough strength to maintain a fully human form; their lower bodies were snake tails. Moreover, snakes are born with the talent to swim, and the babies especially loved playing in the water, taking baths for hours each time. Two tiny, chubby babies, one with a golden snake tail and the other with a silver one, fluttered and dodged Loulan's outstretched hand, chasing and playing with each other.
The silver baby was born weak and couldn't swim very fast. Loulan, worried about him drowning, stayed close behind to protect him. The other baby, however, was unhappy and jealously submerged, clinging to Loulan's leg and rubbing against her. The hard scales slid against Loulan's inner thigh, the ticklish sensation making her chuckle. She grabbed the mischievous baby and gently pinched his soft cheek. "You little rascal, if only you were even a fraction as well-behaved as your brother!"
The little rascal pouted, inwardly cursing. He was so smart, much more lovable than his silly brother, but his mother always favored his brother! He
angrily slapped Loulan's hand away, slipped out of her embrace, mischievously grabbed his brother's silver tail, took a breath, and suddenly dived. The silver-tailed baby was caught off guard and pulled into the water, choking and struggling desperately, his eyes reddening, large tears falling into the pool.
My little brother is so naughty! I don't even know what I did to offend him. He always bullies me. The more I think about it, the more wronged I feel. I can't help but cry. But my naughty little brother doesn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he swims over and pinches my chubby little face with a grin. Loulan quickly grabbed her mischievous younger brother, "Yaochi! What are you doing! Can't you see your brother is crying? You naughty child! How could you be so mean!"
Yaochi cleverly broke free from Loulan's grasp, grabbed his brother's tail, and pulled. The child, lacking restraint, accidentally tore off his brother's scales. The excruciating pain made Yuesheng burst into tears, "Waaah... Mom... Dad... It hurts so much... Waaah..."
Loulan's heart-wrenching cries were like a knife to her heart. Unable to bear seeing her brother suffer, and unwilling to punish her brother who always bullied him, Loulan forcefully grabbed Yaochi and called to Feiluo outside, "Husband! Husband! Come here! Look what your son has done!"
Feiluo sat calmly, watching the news on television without even glancing at it. Inside, the sounds of crying, laughter, and shouting were a chaotic mess. He didn't want to go over; it always gave him a headache. This time, it was probably his naughty youngest son who had caused trouble again. It was fine if his older son cried, but if he intervened and made the younger one cry, he and Loulan wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight.
Weighing the pros and cons, Fei Luo decided to pretend he hadn't heard and continue watching the news.
Loulan called out a few times, her anger growing with each shout. She was the one dealing with these two little devils every day; Fei Luo always ran away at the first sign of trouble. What kind of father was he! Another time, she went out to buy groceries, and the child had diarrhea and kept crying. Instead, he just gagged the child and continued doing his own thing!
Loulan was so angry she almost slapped him!
After calling out a few times, Loulan knew that the fellow would never get involved in this mess. Helpless, she hugged the sobbing Yuesheng, grabbed Yaochi by the ear, dragged him to the bedroom, threw him onto his bed, and scolded, "Yaochi! You'll sleep by yourself tonight! If you bully your brother again, you'll sleep by yourself forever from now on! Understand?"
Yaochi grinned and climbed out of bed, grabbing Loulan's arm and acting coquettishly. Loulan knew he always did this, so she glared at him without saying a word. Seeing that softness wasn't working, Yaochi grinned and was about to cry. Loulan chuckled, "Go ahead and cry, this room is very soundproof!"
With that, she hugged the pitiful, sobbing Yuesheng, left the dejected Yaochi, and turned to leave.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and Feiluo immediately sat up straight, untied his bathrobe, and opened his arms to the door, "Baby... come here..."
Halfway through his sentence, his eyes fell on his sobbing eldest son in Loulan's arms, and his face immediately darkened. Loulan pulled Yuesheng to sit on the edge of the bed, looking at Feiluo's disappointed expression. "Um...husband...tonight, Yuesheng will sleep with us. Yaochi always bullies him..."
Feiluo pulled Yuesheng out of Loulan's arms and got up to leave. Loulan immediately grabbed Feiluo's arm. "Don't do this, husband. I know you're being wronged. How about we let Yuesheng and Yaochi sleep separately tomorrow?"
Feiluo sneered, grabbing his son by the collar. The little guy grabbed his father's hand in dissatisfaction, wagging his tail frantically, trying to rub against Feiluo. Taking advantage of the gap, he crawled into Feiluo's arms, clinging to his chest and climbing onto his shoulder, his little face affectionately rubbing against Feiluo's skin, begging for a touch. Feiluo expressionlessly grabbed his own son's head, placing a finger between his son and himself. The little guy cried and waved his little hands, whimpering and accusing his mother of his father's heartlessness.
Loulan, heartbroken, forcefully took her son from him and glared at Fei Luo,
"Can't you be a little nicer to them?! Can't you see he wants to be close to you?"
Fei Luo retorted without changing his expression,
"Then can't they be nicer to me? Can't you see they're always clinging to you?"
Loulan was speechless after that. After a moment of hesitation, Loulan realized she had neglected her lover recently and went to Fei Luo to comfort him, "They are your children. If you don't get close to them, I'll have to comfort them. Can you hold on a little longer?"
Fei Luo snorted,
"We agreed that Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays, and Sundays would sleep with me. On Tuesday, you said you were tired from taking care of our son, and I felt sorry for you so you didn't do it. On Thursday, you said you had work the next morning, and I understood so you didn't do it. On Saturday, I finally got in, but you fell asleep after only a short while. Today, it's because of this brat that you're refusing to do it with me again! I haven't done it for a whole week!"
As Fei Luo spoke, his tone became increasingly aggrieved. Lou Lan, knowing she was in the wrong, tried to comfort him, "Tomorrow night, tomorrow night you can have it, okay? I'm so sorry, honey, just bear with it a little longer..."
Fei Luo was about to explode with rage, deeply regretting his past desire for a child! His sharp gaze fell on the child in Lou Lan's arms. The little guy, startled by his father's fierce glare, immediately stopped sobbing and huddled in Lou Lan's embrace. Suddenly, he caught a whiff of milk and instinctively grabbed Lou Lan's breast, biting it through her clothes.
"Oh! He's probably hungry! Honey, go make him a cup of milk. Yue Sheng probably cried too much and is hungry again..."
Fei Luo, both angry and furious at his son's antics on his wife's breasts, had no choice but to go downstairs to make milk to protect his exclusive milk supply. With a dark expression, he carried the warm bottle into the bedroom, only to find himself nearly strangling his son at the sight before him!
Yue Sheng's little hands rested on one of Lou Lan's breasts, while his face was buried in the other, bobbing up and down. His mouth was on Lou Lan's nipple, sucking awkwardly, with milky white milk occasionally oozing from the corners of his mouth and dripping down his chubby chin. When Lou Lan saw Fei Luo arrive, she obliviously said to him, "Give me a tissue. Look at this child, he's making a mess of everything..."
She then affectionately rubbed Yue Sheng's head as he ate with relish. The little guy whimpered comfortably, released Lou Lan's nipple, and grinned as he grabbed the other nipple, biting down on it. But before his mouth could even touch the pink nipple, his father picked him up and tossed him aside.
Loulan glared at Fei Luo reproachfully,
"What are you doing!"
Fei Luo coldly shoved the bottle into his son's hand. The child was very dissatisfied but dared not disobey his father, so he could only obediently hold the bottle, suckle at the plastic nipple, and take a sip. He immediately wrinkled his little face. After tasting Loulan's delicious milk, the taste of the formula made him want to vomit. He threw away the bottle and grabbed his mother's arm, wanting to continue suckling. Loulan curiously picked up the bottle and brought it to Yuesheng's lips. Yuesheng turned his head away in disgust, refusing to drink any more milk. Feiluo noticed Yuesheng's intention and picked him up, warning, "Don't want to drink? Then go hungry!"
Loulan took Yuesheng from him and scolded Feiluo
, "Can't you be a little gentler?"
Feiluo pinched Loulan's nipple, domineeringly declaring
, "This is mine!"
Loulan glared at him, amused
, "How can you be like this? He's your son!"
Yuesheng returned to his mother's embrace, eagerly biting Loulan's nipple again, nibbling and sucking. Feiluo stomped his feet in exasperation, grumbling and pinching his son who was diligently nursing. Loulan irritably slapped his hand away.
"Childish!"
Looking at his son being treated so gently with a hint of jealousy, Fei Luo suddenly grinned wickedly. Lou Lan felt a chill run down her spine. Fei Luo had already taken the other nipple into his mouth, his tongue teasing the pink tip like a serpent. "Ah... um... no... the child's here..."
Fei Luo blew on Lou Lan's immediately hardened nipple, a sinister smile on his face. "He eats his, I eat mine, is that not allowed?"
The sensitive nipple was enveloped in his hot mouth. Unlike Yue Sheng's tender gums and soft tongue, the man's movements were rough and domineering, his hard teeth biting and rubbing, occasionally poking the small opening on the nipple with his canines to stimulate more milk to flow... Because of childbirth, Lou Lan's milk was much more abundant than before. Her entire breast began to soften and swell, and her nipples became larger, luscious and tempting. With his mouth wide open, Fei Luo took Lou Lan's entire areola into his mouth and sucked hard. "Ugh...don't do this...it's so stimulating..."
Lou Lan didn't feel anything when his son licked, sucked, and bit him in various ways, but even the slightest touch of Fei Luo's tongue made him weak all over and tremble. Lou Lan didn't dare to scream, afraid of disturbing the baby who was diligently nursing against his chest. He intermittently begged Fei Luo to let him go. With her hands bound behind her back by Philo, her nipples wedged between his teeth, his rough tongue rubbing against her… “No…no…Daddy…waaaah…”
Because of the baby, Loulan almost never called Philo “Daddy” anymore, but under Philo’s persistent pestering, she changed it to “Husband.” However, long-standing habits are not easily broken. When nervous or excited, especially during lovemaking, Loulan would always close her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling as she softly called out “Daddy”… Philo smiled wickedly and played with Loulan’s nipples even more brazenly. The milk had already been sucked dry. He glanced sideways at his son, whose little mouth was still moving as he suckled. The milk had been foamed up from the constant sucking, emitting a strong, sweet fragrance. Philo regretted being too greedy and eating too fast. Comparing the two breasts, the one his son was sucking on was obviously fuller, and seemed to have more milk.
Thinking this, Philo reached out and flicked his son's head as he diligently nursed. The child didn't react and continued suckling. Philo, getting excited, pinched his tender earlobe, and the baby impatiently waved his little hands away from Philo's large hand. Philo grinned mischievously and pinched his nose and cheeks. His chubby little face, like a marshmallow, was squished together from nursing, making him look like a big, white, tender bun. His big, dark eyes and small nose were buried in Loulan's breasts, and only his bright red mouth, sucking on Loulan's equally bright red nipple, could be seen.
Poking his son's cheeks, the little guy finally got annoyed, raised his tail and swung it at his naughty father. Philo grabbed it, and the little guy couldn't break free, so he released the nipple from his mouth and started fighting with Philo, baring his teeth and claws. Seeing this, Fei Luo grinned mischievously, pushed his son's head aside, and bit down on the still-dripping nipple, happily suckling... The little guy stared blankly at his father, who was bobbing his head against his mother's chest, and it took him a while to react. He tried to push his father's head with his little hands, but to no avail. He pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.
His younger brother was bullying him, and even his father was bullying him. He was so pitiful...
The more he thought about it, the more pitiful he felt. Finally, the little guy whimpered twice, opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and shouted at the top of his lungs!
"Waaaaah... Mommy... Waaaaah..."
Lou Lan, immersed in desire, was startled. Looking closely, she saw her eldest son lying on her chest, crying loudly at his father who was still enjoying nursing. Flustered, Loulan pushed Fei Luo away, picked up her son, and frantically tried to soothe him, "What's wrong? Baby? What's wrong? Don't cry... good boy... don't cry..."
The little guy cried so hard he could barely breathe, his cries were heart-wrenching and earth-shattering. Fei Luo picked at his ear and frowned. Helplessly watching his increasingly noisy eldest son, he inwardly cursed him for being petty... Loulan gently patted Yue Sheng's back, anxiously pleading with Fei Luo for help, "What should we do? What if he ruins his voice if he keeps crying like this? You have to think of something!"
Yao Chi's voice rang out from outside the door
, "Mom, Dad! What's wrong with brother?"
Loulan, hearing Yao Chi's voice, gestured for Fei Luo to open the door. Yao Chi glanced at his brother, who was crying his heart out, quickly climbed onto the bed, stretched out his short arms, and wrapped them around Yue Sheng, clumsily patting his violently heaving back. Yue Sheng sobbed and rested his head on his younger brother's shoulder, tears streaming down and wetting Yao Chi's shoulder. Yao Chi couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. His older brother was quite spoiled, bursting into tears at the drop of a hat. Although he liked seeing his brother cry when he was bullied, that was only for himself! Patting his brother's head, "What's wrong, brother?"
Yue Sheng, who had been crying his heart out, gradually calmed down after his younger brother's comforting words. Lou Lan watched the two close friends with satisfaction, deeply moved. As a divine child, his growth rate was astonishing. Although the child was only six months old, his intelligence was comparable to that of a six-year-old. Yao Chi was usually domineering and mischievous, enjoying bullying his older brother, but for some reason, Yue Sheng didn't dislike his younger brother at all; on the contrary, they were even closer. This touched Lou Lan deeply. In comparison, the younger brother seemed more like the older brother. With Yao Chi taking care of the frail and sickly Yue Sheng, he would feel much more at ease.
Yue Sheng had cried for so long and was exhausted. Sobbing, he leaned against Yao Chi's chest. Yao Chi wiped away his tears and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you crying so hard?"
It would have been better not to ask, for once the question was asked, Yue Sheng's aura of impending storm returned. He looked resentfully at his father, who stood calmly to the side, and sobbed, "Daddy... Waaah... Daddy's bad..."
Lou Lan, hearing this, immediately shot a cold glare at Fei Luo, who coughed awkwardly and glanced around. Yao Chi glared angrily at his father, trying to soothe the weeping child in his arms. Yue Sheng sobbed for a while before falling into a deep sleep. Only then did Yao Chi pick him up and get out of bed.
“Then I’ll take my brother back to sleep, Mom and Dad…”
Fei Luo’s eyes lit up, and he waved his hand.
“Go ahead, go ahead!”
Lou Lan glared at him.
“Sleep with Mom. What if your brother gets hungry again in the middle of the night…”
Yao Chi smiled and glanced at his frowning father
. “It’s okay, I can take care of my brother.”
Lou Lan smiled.
“Yao Chi is so good. Go ahead. Call me if you need anything, okay?”
Yao Chi nodded and left. As soon as the door closed, Lou Lan felt a dizzying sensation and was pinned down by Fei Luo. A burning kiss overwhelmed her. “Ugh… wait… what’s the rush…”
Fei Luo’s lower body was already explosive. He poked Lou Lan’s already wet and hot vulva a few times with his fingers, then lifted his penis… The rod was inserted. "Mmm...no...go slower..."
The thick, long iron rod pounded haphazardly into the wet, slippery little hole, and sticky sweet juice was churned out. Loulan twisted and turned to avoid Fei Luo's wild thrusting. The rough insertion was a little painful. He touched Loulan's front hole and smeared the churned honey into her writhing back hole. Fei Luo then inserted another huge rod into her anus... "Ahhh...so stimulating...Daddy...wooo..."
The overwhelming pleasure caught Loulan off guard, and she could only scream and beg for mercy. Fei Luo fucked Loulan fiercely and wildly like a pile driver, feeling the hot walls of her hole wrap around her, helplessly enduring his insertion and withdrawal. He gnawed at Loulan's neck and collarbone, making his way to her chest. He took her nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, but there was no milk as expected. Frustrated, Fei Luo couldn't help but curse under his breath
, "You little brat! Don't even think about touching you here again..." With that, he thrust his penis even harder into Loulan. Loulan was so overwhelmed by the thrusts that she couldn't breathe, her mouth wide open as she moaned silently. Fei Luo
went deeper and deeper with each thrust, conquering her like a declaration of sovereignty. The thick penis repeatedly scraped against the delicate intestinal walls. Loulan sobbed, grabbing Fei Luo's arm, burying her head in his chest, gasping for breath. Her two little holes contracted tighter and tighter. Fei Luo's desire was already pent up, and with this fierce grip, he couldn't hold back and ejaculated!
"Ahhh...mmm...so hot!"
Thick semen poured deep into Loulan's womb, instantly turning him into a limp mess, collapsing onto Fei Luo's chest. His fair feet trembled, his toes wriggling, covered in a lewd crimson. Fei Luo was utterly humiliated; his manhood hadn't even ejaculated yet, and he'd already come so shamefully! His dignity was completely gone! His penis immediately swelled inside Loulan's overflowing vagina. Loulan, his eyes hazy, looked up at Fei Luo's tightly pursed lips, gently wiping the sweat from his forehead. "I'm sorry, I made you hold back for so long..."
Knowing Fei Luo would feel ashamed, Loulan tried to comfort him like this. Fei Luo, even more embarrassed by Loulan's words, groaned, lifting Loulan's buttocks and making him sit on his lower abdomen, ordering Loulan to move himself. Loulan was somewhat shy, but unwilling to spoil Fei Luo's mood, she obediently pressed down on Fei Luo's chest, raised her buttocks, and laboriously swallowed and released the huge male root. Fei Luo leaned against the headboard, his fingers playing with Loulan's nipples. Her narrow vagina was soft and slippery due to the lubrication of semen, and she twisted around Fei Luo's huge rod, swallowing and releasing it up and down. The purplish-red shaft was made shiny and wet, and the excess honey mixed with the white cloudy semen piled up at the entrance of the vagina, sticking to both of their lower abdomens with each thrust. Loulan soon felt a soreness in her lower back and collapsed onto Feiluo, panting. Feiluo, having already ejaculated once, possessed remarkable endurance. He lifted Loulan's buttocks and then abruptly let go. Loulan, caught off guard, fell straight onto Feiluo's penis. "Ahhhhhh! So big! Waaaaaah... It's all the way in! No..."
Loulan's terrified and flushed face thrashed wildly. Soft strands of hair brushed against Feiluo's cheek. Feiluo grinned wickedly, enjoying Loulan's helpless, crying expression as he repeated the previous actions. Her vagina was thrust into various shapes, the hot glans churning and rubbing at the deepest point, only pulling the tender pink flesh out of the opening before plunging it in again!
The storm-like assault overwhelmed Loulan, who cried and begged for mercy, "No... slower... please... ahhhh... slower..."
Feiluo was only concerned with satisfying himself, showing no regard for Loulan's feelings. Loulan was positioned in any unimaginable position, folded or lying on his side, penetrated from every direction, to unprecedented depths and angles. Loulan could not and did not want to resist, screaming as he endured Philo's wild thrusts... His consciousness grew weaker and weaker, his breaths becoming shallow and his chest tight. Philo thrust wildly, lifting him high into the air, squeezing the air out of his lungs. Loulan finally fainted, his limp body collapsing onto Philo's violently heaving lower abdomen. Philo turned him over, spread his legs, and continued thrusting.
Repeatedly awakened by penetration and then rendered unconscious by repeated penetration, Loulan felt like an inflatable doll, completely at the mercy of Fei Luo's every trick in the book. Finally, after Fei Luo ejaculated, Loulan managed to squeeze out a few words, "Please... I really can't take it anymore... I'm going to be fucked to death... Waaah..."
Fei Luo's thin lips parted slightly, his red tongue licking the sweat from the corner of his lips. He flipped Loulan over, making him kneel on the bed, and penetrated him from behind again, fucking him. Loulan was tossed and turned, his forehead buried deep in the blankets, tears soaking the sheets. He had no strength left to sob, his subconscious constantly reminding him that today he would really be fucked to death by Fei Luo, who had turned into a beast!
Licking Loulan's smooth back, Fei Luo coaxed him,
"Just a little longer, just a little longer, be good, listen to me..."
Loulan, hearing this, obediently spread his legs, making it easier for Fei Luo to thrust. He had endured for a week, and it was only with great difficulty that he finally penetrated. Fei Luo, far from feeling satisfied, became even more excited with
each thrust! Loulan groaned half-consciously as Fei Luo licked and kissed his cheeks, obsessively tracing his eyes, nose, and lips. He narrowed his eyes, forcefully thrusting his hips, and with a deep thrust, his semen was released into Loulan's wet, hot vagina.
In his dream, Loulan trembled as he received the long ejaculation, twisting his body and rubbing against the sheets to alleviate the stimulation. Finally, the somewhat limp penis remained inside Loulan's vagina, unwilling to withdraw. After a few moments of hesitation, it found a comfortable position. Philo kissed Loulan's lips, whispering, "Sleep, baby..."
Loulan wriggled a few times, wrapping her arms around Philo's neck, nestled in his embrace, and drowsily responded to his kisses, mumbling indistinctly, "I love you... Daddy..."
Philo was stunned, somewhat bewildered by Loulan's sudden declaration of love. His hand trembled as he touched Loulan's cheek, his voice unsteady, "Yes, I know, baby..."
[The End]

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