Blood Boiling Green Hat

Spring arrived, and the temperature warmed up in the blink of an eye. The Danube Wasteland, frozen all winter, was once again full of
life. The rivers thawed, and the fish in the rivers became plentiful again. The residents of Florence began to busy themselves again, catching
spring fish and planting crops. A group of idle militiamen carried weapons and hunted everywhere every day,
sweeping across the wasteland like a band of bandits. Small animals within a ten-mile radius were terrified of them. At first, they had prey every day, and
the militiamen, who had been eating cured meat all winter, could finally satisfy their cravings. But recently, there was no wild game left in the vicinity.

"Where have all the animals of the Great Wasteland gone? My mouth is so bland!" Old Liu would
repeat this sentence no less than ten times a day. Finally, he decided to expand the search area, so Old Liu and a group of militiamen would suddenly
disappear for several days, and then return carrying a large amount of food. Later, the time they were gone was getting longer and longer. This time, it had been almost
a month. If it weren't for knowing Old Liu and the militiamen's abilities, people would really be worried.

"Richard's really something, taking longer and longer to leave. I don't know how he's a lord.
What's so good about wild game?" our Cambridge High Priestess, the little fox Helen, complained during her meal. The weather was getting warmer,
and the little fox had taken off her thick fur coat and put on a beautiful seven-colored feathered priestess robe. The long robe covered
her knees from front to back, but the slits on the sides went up to her thighs, revealing her snow-white thighs with every step.

"Every time Richard comes back with wild game, I don't see you eating any less," Helen's rival, the mermaid princess Avril,
pouted , and started bickering with Helen as usual. The princess had also changed her usual heavy attire,
wearing an extremely sexy mage robe as if in a competition with Helen. The light blue robe clung to her body, revealing Avril's exquisite figure
.

"You two are always like this, like children. Look at others, who acts like this?" Ningyu,
as the first wife, scolded them as usual, and then said nothing more. Helen and Avril
were always bickering, and everyone was used to it. Daisy and Jorna were whispering to each other,
Vivien Leigh and Yitiao were discussing something, Goode and Little Beck were eating without looking up, and Helen and Avril were still arguing.
Ningyu sighed helplessly.

Old Liu was a typical hands-off manager; all the big and small matters in Florence were handled by Ningyu and Elder Anduran
. Elder Anduran had caught a bad cold in winter and hadn't recovered, so now Ningyu was the one worrying about
everything . Although Ningyu was the first wife, she was still just a young woman in her early twenties, and she really
felt overwhelmed.

Also, perhaps it was because spring had arrived, and the fire of desire within her was burning fiercely. Ningyu didn't know
about , but she herself always felt a wave of emptiness in her vagina every night. When Lao Liu was around, there were so
many people, and it only happened once every few nights. When Lao Liu came back, Helen and Avril were always the ones occupying her. Ningyu
was too shy to take the initiative and ask for sex. Ningyu could tell that others were also
feeling empty, especially the two young sluts, Helen and Avril.

Whenever she felt empty, Ningyu would work desperately, but the emptiness would still return after work. The endless
sensuality of Florence was permeated with the scent of hormones. Under Lao Liu's encouragement, the social atmosphere in Florence had become
much more , and the sounds of sex filled the night. Ningyu finally learned to masturbate through trial and error, but
the emptiness and guilt that followed terrified her. She couldn't control herself; she was afraid that one day she
would become a slave to her desires.

The chimes outside interrupted Ningyu's thoughts. "Madam, guests have arrived from the kingdom." A vassal ran
in. "Alright, go see them." Florence had seen quite a few guests lately; representatives from various countries and powers came to visit. Arranging for envoys
from different nations was also on the agenda. The lecherous Prince Chamberlain
had been there for several days. At first, Ningyu was worried something might go wrong, but after a few days, apart from
his still-disgusting gaze, Chamberlain hadn't done anything out of line. Lampard the Dragon Knight had also arrived, as had Rommel
. She wondered who the Behemoth Kingdom would send this time.

Ningyu and the others went out to greet them. Prince Richard's handsome figure came into view. Since Prince Richard
survived the war against the desert people, his entire demeanor had improved; he was no longer frivolous and had become more
reserved .

"On behalf of my father, I extend my best wishes to the beautiful ladies of Florence, who are as
radiant as the stars in the sky."

"May the light of God be with you," Helen, as the High Priestess of Cambridge, returned the greeting.
Prince and gently kissed it. A subtle exchange was exchanged between them in an instant. Neither
noticed.

"Where is the esteemed Sir Richard?" Prince Richard asked Helen.

"Richard went hunting and has been gone for several days. It's said he won't be back for another two weeks."

"By the way, Miss Helen, this is the document from the High Shaman of Vian. The God of War has approved me as your guardian
knight . I am willing to protect you with my life."

"Ah, it's done so quickly. I will add my blessing aura to you in a moment," Helen
said earnestly.

The welcoming ceremony concluded quickly, and the representatives were all assigned accommodations. Florence has been extensively developed, and
the accommodations are quite far apart. Ningyu and the others went to attend to other matters. Helen led Prince Richard and his party to a row of
quiet houses built against the mountainside, seemingly without any particular pattern, yet possessing a unique beauty. Prince Richard
was seated in the innermost room.

"Knight Richard, come in. I will give you my aura of blessing," Helen
said to Prince Richard from the doorway, while simultaneously telling the others, "I will be bestowing a divine aura upon Prince Richard. It will take a long time, so please
do not disturb me, or the God of War will be displeased."

The others were captivated by the scenery of Florence and wandered off on their own. Prince Richard and Helen entered the room.
Helen cast a soundproofing aura, and Prince Richard embraced her from behind, kneading her breasts.

"My little darling, I've missed you so much. Has your little pussy missed me?"

"Charlie, I've missed you so much. My little pussy is so itchy. It hasn't eaten for a month.
You have ."

"You're still so slutty. Your ass is still so bouncy and perky." Prince Richard slipped his hand under
Helen 's priestess robe. "Wearing such a sexy outfit, are you craving to be fucked? You knew I was here today,
so you wanted me to feed your little slutty pussy."

Helen rolled her eyes at Richard and said in a coquettish voice, "No, stop touching me! Look how wet I am! People will
see! Your Highness, you're so naughty! Did you miss me while I was gone?"

Prince Richard didn't answer. He embraced Helen's fragrant, soft, and boneless body, kissing her sweet
red lips passionately. While kissing her, he used one hand to knead Helen's high, full breasts through her priestess robe, and the other hand to explore Helen's honey pot.
After kissing for a while, Helen's face was flushed.

"My little darling, my little brother will tell your sister whether I missed you or not."

He lowered his head and kissed Helen passionately again. Thinking that he could ride on this beautiful fox-spirit priestess's little pussy again tonight
, he was extremely excited and aroused, his greedy hands groping up and down Helen's tender flesh.

Days of abstinence had made Helen's body extremely sensitive. She quickly stripped off her clothes, and Richard quickly stripped off
Richard's clothes as well. Richard placed Helen on the bed and inserted his fingers into Helen's vagina.

"Ah...it's so itchy...you know what?...I want your cock in this hole all the time...
now Helen needs...your cock...fuck this cunt...?"

"My little darling, I'll make you fly in a moment, but Lampard, for now, let's enjoy your
cunt, let's lick it properly with our tongues."

Richard spread her labia majora with both hands and licked Helen's clitoris with his tongue.

"My Charlie...you really know how to eat...it feels so good to Helen...mmm...fuck...ah...
deeper...go inside and eat...Helen's cunt...it's so itchy..."

Helen was already extremely excited, her labia majora opened automatically without being spread, and her vagina was dripping wet. Her little
anus was also contracting and relaxing. Richard recalled the scene of fucking Helen's anus, and freed his hands to touch Helen's buttocks,
his fingers even probing her anus.

Helen kept moaning and groaning softly. Richard couldn't hold back any longer either; his big cock was already hard and
unruly . He thought it must feel good to fuck such a good cunt like Helen's. He carried Helen to the bed, spread her legs, and
placed the head of his big cock against the entrance of Helen's cunt. He first rubbed her clitoris and labia with the head of his cock, and then
fucked his big cock into Helen's wet cunt.

"Ah...so good...Charlie's cock...is so big...Helen's cunt...is almost going to burst from your grip
...baby...fuck me hard...my cunt...hasn't been fucked in a month...fuck me hard...fuck Helen's
cunt inside out..." Helen's lust was rising again as I fucked her.

"You like... fucking Helen's cunt... anytime... Helen's cunt can only be fucked by Charlie from now on
... use it again... harder..." "Ahhh... ahhh... ahhh... ahhh... ohhh...

" "Little baby, I'm going to fuck you to death, are you enjoying it?..." "Oh... oh... so good!"

Prince Richard held Helen's slender waist with both hands and thrust into her desperately. Helen was so excited and happy that she kept
screaming, and lewd words kept coming out of her mouth. Helen let Richard
thrust into her up and down, back and forth, left and right, fast and slow. It was really wonderful. Helen's moans were even more intense than before. She was so excited that her whole body trembled.
Her juices flowed down Richard's penis and her two pink legs.

Helen trembled all over, her vagina contracted tightly in waves, and her cunt gripped his penis even tighter.
Helen reached a complete orgasm. The vaginal fluids flowed from Helen's uterus, washing over Richard's glans. Richard suddenly pulled out his large penis, and
the fluids gushed out like a tide. Prince Richard aimed his penis at Helen's anus and thrust it in forcefully,
beginning out that Richard's
two servants were outside. They had come to Florence briefly but returned shortly after. They happened to arrive just in time for the intense
scene One of the knights' penises was as hard as steel. One of the knights had a sudden inspiration and picked up the crystal to film it.

The battle inside was nearing its end.

"Ah...ah..." Helen could no longer make any other sounds. Richard was also about to reach his climax. His
large penis penetrated to the deepest part of her vagina, reaching her uterus.

"Ah...ah...it's so itchy, my pussy is so itchy..." Helen moaned as she twisted her body.

Richard began thrusting his penis back and forth, his glans rubbing against Helen's vagina, each time
hitting her G-spot. "

Dear brother...good husband...my...vagina...feels so good...harder...my...clitoris...
you...are...breaking...my...sister...is going to heaven...ah...ah...ah..."

"Brother's...big cock...is so good...ah...ah...vagina...ah...so satisfying...ah
..." The usually dignified and kind Helen was moaning so intensely. Amidst Helen's high-pitched cries,
Prince Richard ejaculated deep into Helen's womb, and the two lion knights outside quietly left.

2.

While Helen and Richard were indulging in their debauchery, Ningyu and Lampard had already set off to find Old Liu.
Ningyu noticed that more and more people were arriving in Florence, and since the representatives were all important figures, it wouldn't be good to neglect any of them.
Therefore Ningyu decided to go find Old Liu. Old Liu had gone hunting in a faraway place and needed a flying vehicle.
One of them, who hadn't been seen all day, happened to meet Lampard, a dragon rider. So Ningyu and Lampard set off on their flying dragon.

Since it was already spring, Ningyu was only wearing a robe. However, once they were in the air, the wind was still
very cold. At first, Ningyu was only a little cold, but as the dragon ascended and its speed increased, the icy wind
pierced through Ningyu's clothes, and Ningyu's lips turned purple from the cold, and she shivered all over.

Cluck...cluck...cluck, Ningyu's gums trembled involuntarily. Lampard then noticed that Ningyu was
terribly cold. Lampard cursed himself for his foolishness. His body was strong, and he had come out wearing only a thin
robe , but he had forgotten that Ningyu was just a weak woman who couldn't withstand the wind. Lampard took off his
own robe and draped it over Ningyu, revealing his firm upper body muscles. Lampard's muscles were well-defined, unlike
Lao Liu 's muscles which seemed to explode. Lampard's muscles were small muscle groups, not prominent but very aesthetically pleasing.

Ningyu thanked Lampard and glanced at his muscles with her beautiful eyes. A thin robe was only enough to cover the body and
was not enough to keep warm. Ningyu's condition still hadn't improved. Lampard saw that Ningyu's fair face
had lost all color, and her slender waist swayed unsteadily, which was very pitiful. Lampard apologized to Ningyu.
He pulled Ningyu into his arms, his arms encircling her waist, her little bottom nestled
between Lampard's legs. It warmed her considerably instantly.

"I had no choice, otherwise I'd freeze to death," Ningyu comforted Lampard.

Ningyu's body temperature slowly returned to normal, and with it, her other senses returned as well.
The first thing she noticed was a strong masculine scent, like a blend of vanilla and
Lampard body odor, making her feel slightly dizzy. Ningyu sensitively felt a rod pressing against her buttocks; as a married
woman, she knew exactly what it was.

"So big, no less than Richard's. Ugh, what am I thinking?" Ningyu involuntarily shifted her
bottom, rubbing against Lampard's penis. Lampard's breathing quickened, and his erection hardened further. Ningyu,
as if she'd found a fun toy, moved it left and right, even deliberately rubbing it. Lampard's
breathing became heavy, like a bull's, his penis throbbing as if it were about to burst. Neither of them spoke,
seemingly lost in their own game.

Ningyu's body gradually warmed, her face flushing. She felt Lampard's hands, which were wrapped around
her waist , begin to move, caressing her waist before slowly splitting into two, one moving upwards and the other downwards. One hand slipped under her robe, touching the lower edge of her breasts, while the other reached under
her hem , caressing her smooth abdomen. Lampard's hand parted Ningyu's bra, grasping one of her breasts and teasing her nipple with his fingers. His other hand then ventured deep into her vagina, his middle finger entering her vagina. 　　"Ah..." Ningyu groaned, but did not resist Lampard's advances, leaning against him and enjoying his caresses. Her vagina was dripping with lustful fluids, her nipples were erect, and her beautiful breasts swayed in Lampard's hands. 　　"Ningyu, you're so beautiful!" Lampard said, embracing Ningyu eyes met. Gradually, Lampard moved his lips to kiss her cherry-like mouth. Ningyu's eyes were slightly closed, her pretty face flushed, and she responded to Lampard's kiss. The moment their hot lips touched, Lampard's tongue entered her sweet mouth, and she passionately intertwined her beautiful tongue with his. They kissed passionately, sucking on each other's tongues and swallowing sweet saliva. This kiss lasted for a long time before they reluctantly parted. 　　During the kiss, Lampard's hands didn't stop exploring Ningyu's breasts. Her nipples, kneaded and rubbed , stood erect like two small cherries. He withdrew his hand from her vulva, caressing her smooth buttocks, occasionally brushing against her anus, causing her body to tremble. 　　Lampard whistled, and the dragon began to descend, slowly landing beside a small mound. Lampard, carrying now limp Ningyu, jumped off the dragon, which circled once before flying away. Lampard spread his robe on the ground, placing Ningyu on it. He pressed himself against her, biting her cherry lips, his tongue entwining with hers. His hands caressed her beautiful breasts. Ningyu twisted her body, responding to his touch. 　　Lampard removed Ningyu's robe, then her bra and panties, quickly stripping her naked. Her skin was as white and smooth as jade, her breasts high and firm, her cleavage deep, her abdomen smooth, her buttocks plump and white, and a small, not-so-dense forest on her slightly protruding mons pubis. In the center, her pink vulva was already overflowing with honey-like fluid, flowing gently, nourishing that forest, all displayed before Lampard. 　　Everything before him was so beautiful, so dreamlike. Lampard penis sprang out, standing tall and erect. Ningyu looked at Lampard's large penis with delight; the emptiness of many days was finally about to be filled, and the fiery feeling was about to return to her body. 　　Lampard lay on top of Ningyu, his mouth on her right breast, his tongue teasing the tip of her nipple. Soon, the nipple became red and hard. One hand grasped her left breast, gently kneading it, while the other slid down her soft, smooth abdomen towards her alluring vulva, probing the entrance . Ningyu's juices immediately soaked Lampard's entire hand. 　　Lampard's fingers moved in and out of Ningyu's vulva, occasionally kneading her clitoris. Ningyu's body writhed like a beautiful snake. 　　"Quick...give me...your big cock...I want it..." 　　Lampard pressed his penis against the entrance, rubbing it against Ningyu's labia. Suddenly, Ningyu clamped her legs around Lampard's waist, and with a thrust, Lampard's entire penis plunged into her vagina. 　　"Quick...faster...oh...ah...ouch...so...so good...oh," Ningyu urged, her face flushed . 　　Lampard rose and grasped Ningyu's breasts, his penis thrusting forcefully to penetrate deeper, each thrust reaching its hilt. The large glans pressed against Ningyu's clitoris, moving as fast as a pile driver. Old Liu's penis was too thick, making each thrust somewhat strenuous for Ningyu. Lampard's penis, though longer and not as thick as Old Liu's, was perfectly suited to the size of Ningyu's vagina, giving her an unprecedented pleasure. 　　"Faster...oh...so itchy...oh...so good...good brother...thrust...thrust...harder ...oh...ah...so good...darling...harder...oh...so comfortable...you...you're so amazing ...oh...ah...faster..." 　　Lampard thrust even more vigorously, sometimes rotating against her clitoris, sometimes letting his penis twitch and bounce inside her vagina , thrusting deeper, faster, and more forcefully. 　　"Oh...fuck...fuck me harder...I need your big cock...faster! Fuck me harder! Ah ...I feel so good being fucked by you...so good...I will always belong to you...ah..." 　　Lampard fucked her while rubbing Ningyu's breasts with his hands, sucking on them and teasing them with his tongue. Her nipples, erect from the orgasm, swelled with pleasure, and Ningyu felt like she was flying. 　　"Ah...I can't take it anymore...I'm coming..." 　　A hot stream gushed from Ningyu's vagina, the copious amount of vaginal fluid she released completely soaking Lampard's glans . Lampard's cock enjoyed its baptism inside Ningyu's vagina. Lampard pulled out his cock. 　　"Yu'er, can I fuck your asshole?" 　　Ningyu glared at Lampard, rolled over, raised her little buttocks, revealing her pink anus.

Ningyu's chrysanthemum looked like it hadn't been through many cycles of drying, still retaining its original appearance.

Lampard raised his large penis, aimed it at Ningyu's anus, and slowly pushed it in. Ningyu's anus was even
tighter than her vagina. After getting used to it, Lampard began a new round of thrusting.

"Oh...uh...good...so good...so tingly...so numb...darling...good husband...oh
...so comfortable...it's such a different feeling...harder...more force...oh...so beautiful...so good
..."

Lampard grabbed Ningyu's breasts from behind, while his lower body thrust wildly, watching his large penis
go in and out of Ningyu's anus. Finally, Lampard let out a low growl and ejaculated into Ningyu's anus.

Afterwards, the two caressed each other for a while, and Lampard's large penis became erect again. Ningyu saw that it was already
very late , so she suggested going back. Lampard reluctantly summoned a dragon. When Ningyu was getting dressed, Lampard
snatched her underwear and bra, so Ningyu went out naked.

On the flying dragon, Ningyu sat in Lampard's lap as before. Lampard groped her, thoroughly enjoying himself.
The two finally couldn't resist making love on the dragon's back until they were almost back at base camp, when Lampard finally
ejaculated into Ningyu's vagina.

Old

Liu, the hunter, had no idea what had happened during this hunt, or how many more cuckolds awaited him.

Night fell. The night in Florence was both quiet and noisy. Quiet because no one dared
to disturb anything in Florence; noisy because nightfall marked the beginning of Florence's sexual revelry. Various vassal tribes and
militia couples entered their homes early to begin the most primal piston-like movements. The entire Florence was subtly permeated with
the scent of sex.

In Joan of Arc's room, Joan's long brown hair was disheveled, and she was still wearing a nun's robe. Her two
snow-white thighs swayed by the bedside. A muscular man was on top of Joan, his thick, long penis thrusting
in and out of her.

"Joan of Arc, please forgive my sins," the man said in a mocking tone.

"I will, I will make you repent. Ouch, be gentle, you've already ruined me."

This man was none other than the lecherous Prince Chamberlain. Even when Joan was a young nun, Chamberlain had
lusted after her beauty, but fearing her father, he had always restrained himself. One day, he devised a
plan . He summoned Joan to confess, claiming he was possessed by a lustful demon, which explained his promiscuity, and that only Joan
's blessed cave could subdue this demon.

The naive Joan believed Chamberlain. That very night, Chamberlain opened his purse for Joan and made
love to her all night. Joan felt Chamberlain's devil was too powerful; she couldn't subdue him even after a whole night, and her secret cave
was about to be ruined by the demon's penetration. However, the process of subduing the demon was incredibly pleasurable. Joan and Chamberlain fought for a
week , but ultimately Joan couldn't defeat the demon.

Joan of Arc had to leave due to other matters. After leaving, she tested her demons on several farmers and mercenaries,
only to find that none of them were a match for her secret cave. Only Chamberlain could not subdue her. So Joan of Arc frequently
challenged Chamberlain to sparring, winning more often than she lost.

Later, Joan of Arc learned what had happened and went to Chamberlain, only to be subdued by him. From then on, she became
Chamberlain 's lover. In private, the two would sometimes joke around after their demon-slaying.

Chamberlain's hands caressed Joan of Arc's slender waist, his large penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. His large
penis brought up clumps of vaginal fluid, and Joan of Arc's honey hole was exposed by his large penis. The little nun's legs sometimes
tensed and sometimes relaxed, her body trembling slightly with Chamberlain's thrusts, her vagina tightly holding Chamberlain's large penis
without any gap.

"Little beauty, your little pussy is so tight, I've done it so many times and I still can't get enough."

"You're so naughty... on the first day... you're already... doing me... you're so bad..."

"So do you like me being bad?" Chamberlain thrust hard into Joan's pussy a few times. "I like it, it's so
beautiful! Dear brother... my pussy feels so good from your big cock, dear brother... faster...
"

Hearing Joan's lewd words, Chamberlain lifted one of Joan's legs and held it in his arms. Joan's little foot was right next to
Chamberlain 's mouth. Due to excitement, Joan's little foot turned a beautiful pink. Chamberlain took one of Joan's
little toes into his mouth, rolled it with his tongue, and sucked on it. At the same time, his big cock did not stop exploring her honey hole.

"Oh! Good brother, your big glans is
touching ... I'm going to cum again... oh... so good..." Joan cummed
for what felt like the umpteenth time that night amidst her high-pitched moans. Since Chamberlain arrived in Florence, Joan of Arc hadn't worn underwear,
because she never knew when he would have sex with her, and she seemed to enjoy it nonetheless. In the dining room, in the valley—wherever
no one else was around, Joan's pussy would always be visited by Chamberlain's huge penis. In the week Chamberlain had been there,
Joan had lost count of how many times she had climaxed.

Joan's juices splattered onto Chamberlain's glans, greatly stimulating his senses. He began to thrust
violently , grinding against her clitoris, while Joan clung tightly to his body with both hands and feet
. The sounds of his penis thrusting in and out, "Plop! Plop!", were incessant.

"Oh! Dear brother... good brother!... I feel so good... I feel like I'm flying! My love! My sweetheart
... you are my darling... my baby... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to... I'm going to cum again... ah..."

"Oh! Dear brother... no... put my legs down! Ah... my uterus is going to...
going to be pierced by your big cock! You rascal... I can't take it anymore... oh... you're going to kill me! I
'm going to die..."

Joan of Arc's eyes rolled back and she fainted, her body still trembling. Chamberlain thrust in hard again and
ejaculated. Joan of Arc's uterus absorbed an unknown amount of Chamberlain's semen.

After a while, Joan of Arc woke up and nestled in Chamberlain's arms like a kitten.

"Joan of Arc, I have an idea. Could you help me get involved with some of the other ladies?"

"Oh, how could I? I'd be doing Richard a disservice if I were with you, let alone with someone else."

"But look, Richard's always away from home. Leaving those delicate beauties alone in their rooms is
torture, isn't it? See how happy you are with me? It's a good thing for them too."

Joan of Arc thought for a moment, "Alright, I'll try, but I can't guarantee success." Chamberlain rolled over and pinned
Joan beneath him, kissing her lips. "My darling, I love you the most." He then
thrust his large, hardened penis, which had grown erect upon hearing the good news, into Joan's secret cave.

"Ah...how come you're...hard again...be gentle..."

………………………………………………

"Harder...it feels good..."

A dark cloud obscured the moon, as if the moon itself was shy about the passion of the couple.

4
"Our weapons are almost gone; we should go to Dorot to buy some more," Elder Anduran told
Ningyu in the morning. The militia of Florence possessed excellent weapons, but the vassal tribes' weapons were just ordinary store stock. Moreover,
these vassal tribes never took care of their weapons, so Florence's weapons broke down particularly quickly. Every
so often they had to go to Dorot to buy more. The task of buying these weapons was always eagerly requested by Lady Ji, because
it allowed her to have some fun in the human world.

Helen and Ningyu were both deeply involved in their affairs with their lovers, so this lucky mission fell to Avril. Avril
refused Ningyu's suggestion to bring militia for protection—what a joke! How could a dignified water mage rely on others for protection? Besides
, how could she enjoy herself with those menacing Florentine militia?

Avril, accompanied by a few skunk-man lackeys, went to Dorhot. The human kingdom was indeed bustling, with
markets . Mercenaries and civilians thronged the streets, and various shops lined the streets. Avril
spent the morning in candy and jewelry shops. The skunk-men who accompanied her, unaccustomed to the disgusted looks of the humans with their body odor, repeatedly
urged Avril to buy weapons and return. Annoyed by their nagging, Avril bought
the weapons , sent the skunk-men back, and said she would stay and play for a few more days before going back.

Avril spent several days partying in Dorot, wandering the city during the day and
drinking and boasting with the mercenaries at night. The entire mercenary world knew that a beautiful girl went there every day to drink, making the mercenary
bar packed. The bar owner even waived Avril's drinks. At first, some foolish mercenaries
tried to harass her, but she beat them to a pulp with her endless water arrows, so no one dared to be so rude.

Finally, Avril had had her fill of Dorot and was ready to go back. Not long after she left the city,
a group of men stopped her. Avril recognized them; she'd met them at the mercenary bar. They were called the Gale Mercenary Group, a
small group of about a few dozen strong men who had graduated from a military academy but hadn't
served in the army, so they formed a mercenary group. Five men stopped her, led by the group's leader,
Ulysses , a swordsman in his thirties.

"Miss Avril, our mercenary group would like to invite you to join us. You are an excellent mage, and our
group happens to be short of a female mage," Ulysses said to Avril, his eyes constantly glancing at her
chest as he spoke.

Avril disliked Ulysses's gaze. "I'm sorry, I can't accept your offer. I have to go home
." She turned to leave. Ulysses stopped her. "Miss Avril, why make such
a hasty decision? Come and see our camp. You'll like our mercenary group."

"What do you mean?" Avril sensed something was wrong but didn't care, because she felt these
men were no match for her.

"I still invite Miss Avril to come. You'll like our group, and many people will dote on you."
Ulysses already had a lewd smile on his face.

"You're asking for it!" Avril tried to fire a water arrow but found she had no magical senses at all.

"Miss Avril, don't struggle. We've added a little something to your daily drink, but don't
worry , it won't harm your body. It'll just make your fighting spirit and magic ineffective. A delicate
beauty like you isn't suited for fighting. Let your brother take you to enjoy yourself."

"Do you know who I am?" "Don't you dare tell me who you are. If you're
the wife of some important person, we'll be afraid and kill you." With that, Ulysses scooped up Avril and
placed her against his chest on horseback. They galloped off. Avril's struggles seemed like
childish .

Ulysses reached into Avril's clothes and forcefully tore open her robes, revealing her
bra and underwear. Ulysses ripped off Avril's bra and threw it to his companion, then forcefully
tore her underwear to shreds and threw it to another companion. The two companions then began licking and fondling Avril's underwear.

Avril was only draped in a robe, her breasts and vulva exposed to the air. Ulysses held her
tightly , and Avril, smelling Ulysses's sweat, felt a deep sorrow in her heart. She knew
what awaited her and gave up struggling. Seeing that Avril was no longer moving, Ulysses began to grope her.
He teased Avril's nipples with his fingers, kneading her breasts, while his other hand reached towards her groin.

Soon, they arrived at the camp. The camp was small and sparsely populated. The commander's camp was in a secluded
corner, so few people noticed Avril. Avril was thrown into a tent, and Ulysses ordered two members of the tribe
to watch over . Avril's worst fears did not come true. In the evening, someone brought her dinner and bathwater.
Avril didn't dare eat dinner, but she did take a bath. She tried to gather her magic power, but it was still ineffective.

That night, Ulysses came to her room. Seeing Avril's untouched food, he
laughed. "My beauty, why aren't you eating? Don't worry, I won't drug your food, whether it's
an aphrodisiac or a sleeping potion. I'll make sure you see my big cock going in and out of your little pussy while you're sober."

"You're dreaming! I won't let you succeed!" Avril said through gritted teeth.

Ulysses laughed, walked over and blocked Avril's escape route, grabbed her,
and ripped off her robe, revealing a delicate and exquisite body: full breasts, a smooth abdomen,
a deep valley, long legs, and flawless skin.

Ulysses tore off his own clothes; he was only wearing an overcoat. Naked, Ulysses
carried Avril to the bed, kneading her breasts and caressing her buttocks. Ulysses then...
He coated his penis with a layer of lubricant, parted Avril's legs, and thrust his large penis
into .

"No... ugh..." Avril desperately tried to sway from side to side, but his large penis
still slid in despite the lubricant. "Ah, so tight!" Ulysses thrust violently a few times, deeply inserting his penis
into Avril's honey pot, and then captured Avril's fragrant lips.

"Ugh... no... don't... uh... ugh..."

Avril tightly pursed her lips, not letting Ulysses succeed. Ulysses pushed against Avril's teeth several times, but
Avril clenched her teeth tightly. Ulysses' large penis rubbed against Avril's clitoris a few times, and Avril
's mouth opened slightly. Taking advantage of the slight gap in Avril's lips, he invaded in one fell swoop, completely prying open her cherry lips and pearly
teeth. Ulysses sucked on the little mermaid's sweet tongue, their tongues intertwining as they savored Avril's nectar
.

Ulysses leaned down, kissing Avril's shoulders, his hands gripping her
breasts tightly, pinching and squeezing. Avril's soft, elastic breasts changed shape again
and again .

Ulysses began his assault with his penis, thrusting repeatedly into Avril's tender opening, causing
her to gasp and moan softly. Her body betrayed her. Avril felt her vagina begin to
secrete fluids, her sensitive flesh contracting involuntarily.

These changes did not escape Ulysses's notice. He focused on penetration, sometimes
thrusting rapidly like a storm, sometimes manipulating with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. His glans enjoyed the sucking of Avril's vagina.

Ulysses would sometimes thrust rapidly for a while, then stop moving. Avril felt that every
time she was about to take off, Ulysses would stop, and she would fall straight down to earth. This feeling was
driving Avril crazy. This time, Ulysses stopped thrusting again. Avril couldn't bear the torment any longer and
secretly started moving her buttocks, swaying them slightly. The friction inside her vagina felt much better.
She gradually increased the range of motion, and after a while, Avril's mouth was already
moaning, "...Mmm...Mmm..."

In this way, Avril experienced an orgasm, while Ulysses barely moved. After the orgasm,
Avril realized that she had been raped. How could she be so lewd? Avril glanced at
Ulysses and found him looking at her with a half-smile. Her face flushed red, and she turned her face away, completely
forgetting that Ulysses's penis was still inside her.

Ulysses moved his penis inside Avril, bringing her back to reality. "Beautiful lady, you're so
sensitive , your technique is pretty good, I almost came." He teased Avril with lewd language while
grinding and squeezing the clitoris of her tender vagina with the head of his penis. Under this stimulation, Avril's vagina gushed out more nectar.
Avril groaned in distress, her mouth being sealed by Ulysses's large mouth. Her tongue was hooked out by his large tongue and
sucked hard by Ulysses, while his large penis rapidly entered and exited Avril's vagina.

With Ulysses's vigorous thrusting, Avril completely gave up resisting and began to meet his
increasingly intense thrusts. Avril's legs were now wrapped around Ulysses's waist, her arms around
his shoulders, and her buttocks thrusting upwards to match Ulysses's thrusts, ensuring that Ulysses's penis
visited . Avril's vagina was stretched wide by Ulysses's massive penis, her labia
tightly wrapped around it.

With each thrust, her juices flowed freely from her honeyed depths, down her snow-white
thighs onto the bed. Avril gasped, her face flushed, her eyes glazed, her hair
flying, and her body drenched in sweat, burning with desire. She couldn't tell who was inside her anymore; she only felt
a fiery dragon moving in and out of her, the intense pleasure scorching her soul.

Ulysses's hands kneaded her firm, high breasts, his hips thrusting rhythmically,
pushing her into the abyss of lust once more.

"Oh... a little lighter... so thick... so big..." The invasion of his thick penis finally made Avril
open her mouth in a wanton moan. Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Avril forgot everything and began to moan uncontrollably.

"My little darling, you've finally opened your little mouth... oh... so hot... so tight
... I want your little mouth to speak not only down there, but up there too." Ulysses
thrust in and out, each stroke bringing endless pleasure as he rode her.

"Ah... so good... you're so amazing... ah..." Avril moaned, completely forgetting that the man
on top of her was raping her. Avril's eyes were half-closed, her face flushed, and her slightly parted cherry lips uttered alluring moans
, "Oh, oh, dear brother... mmm... it's too deep... ah... hum... um..." Avril's
moans made Ulysses quicken his pace, each thrust penetrating to the deepest part of her body.

"Oh...so good...it feels so good...you're so good at this...dear brother...you're making me feel so
good ...I'm dying...ah...oh oh..." She gasped excitedly, "I can't take it anymore...
you're so strong...such a big cock...it feels so good...so good...I'm going to...come again...!" A gush of
vaginal fluid gushed from Avril's honeypot, hitting Ulysses's head. Ulysses couldn't hold back his ejaculation, forcefully
thrusting his cock into Avril's uterus, ejaculating a torrent of essence deep within her.

After releasing his pent-up desire, Ulysses picked up a silk handkerchief and cleaned his cock, saying to Avril, "This was truly
a magical night, I'm sure you won't forget it. The real show has only just begun." Then he left.

Avril, dazed from being fucked, lay weakly on the bed, feeling Ulysses's semen
deep within her uterus. Her strength seemed to return a little. Could a man's semen restore water magic? Before Avril
could even process what was happening, she felt a large, thick penis being inserted into her still-wet vagina.
Startled, she opened her eyes and saw a large man's penis inside her—
one of the five men who had intercepted her during the day. The man's penis was shorter than Ulysses's, but much thicker. Avril was too weak to resist and
allowed the man to manipulate her body.

Soon after, the man ejaculated inside Avril's tight vagina, and another penis was inserted. That night…
The other four mercenaries who intercepted Avril during the day took turns attacking her with their penises. The next day, Avril
's vagina, anus, and mouth were filled with their semen. Throughout the night, Avril's body
never stopped; at least one penis was always fucking her.

This cycle repeated itself for a week. Avril lived the same life every day, being fucked by dozens of penises.
Every day she was engaged in sex. Sometimes, even while eating, a penis would be inserted into her vagina. She basically didn't need
to wear clothes, as they would be stripped off in minutes. Despite being played with, Avril didn't become haggard. Nourished by the copious amounts of semen
, Avril became even more beautiful, seemingly possessing a seductive charm. Her vagina, despite the excessive stimulation, didn't
deform, maintaining its alluring shape. Her body became much more sensitive; her vagina was always waiting for a penis to attack,
and she felt uncomfortable without one. Moreover, Avril had mastered a new water-based magic, creating
an aphrodisiac potion that simulated male semen.

Finally, one day, Avril regained her magic. She ran to the camp, glanced at
the camp that had so deeply affected her, and used all her remaining magic to unleash the forbidden water spell "Doomsday Calamity," then left without looking back.

It was half a month later when Avril returned to Florence. "Avril, why did it take you so long to come back
?" her eldest sister, Ningyu, asked. "Oh, I played outside for a few more days. I'm tired, I want to go back and rest."
She then went back to her room.

"Avril seems a little different, her demeanor has changed, it seems so," Ningyu murmured, watching Avril's retreating figure
.
Chapter Five

During the days Avril was gone, Helen was somewhat bored. Their daily bickering was just
one way of passing the time. Although Helen disliked Avril, believing she always acted spoiled because she was a sea
princess , everyone doted on her, which annoyed Helen. But now that Avril was gone, Helen missed her quite a bit
, not for any other reason than to have some time to bicker and play.

Speaking of "free time," Helen had been quite busy these past few days. Since Prince Richard arrived, Helen had been busy having affairs with
him . Helen had lost count of how many times they had made love. Prince Richard, taking advantage
of being Helen's guardian knight, would often seek her out to discuss the true meaning of the God of War. At first, the others
pretended to listen, but after a few times, they couldn't stand the lengthy scriptures and stopped coming.
Thus, the sermons became Helen and Prince Richard's time for their trysts.

Helen still remembers the first time Richard fucked her. It was after the priesthood exam, when Helen was studying in
Witherspoon. Old Liu was on a mission, and Helen and Richard became quite close. After a party,
Prince Richard, in a drunken stupor, took advantage of her. When she woke up, she almost killed him, but his
penis was inside her again. Helen was completely overwhelmed. For a whole day, his penis never left her
vagina, finally conquering her lower body and closing her upper body. From then on, their passion was unstoppable.
They spent a month in a passionate embrace. Richard's semen completely washed away Old Liu
's mark on Helen's uterus, but also etched his own mark on her heart.

This time, Richard came to Florence, and their lewd figures were left in every corner of the city. But
time is always short. At night, Helen would still return to her room, because Florence was Old Liu
's base, and Prince Richard was Old Liu's former rival. No one could ignore him. Helen was unaware
that Ningyu, on the other hand, had nothing to fear. Every night, she and Lampard engaged in passionate lovemaking in her room.
Helen was oblivious to all this.

That day, Richard and Helen were once again engaged in a heated discussion of "scriptures." Their exchange was quite "
deep ," so deep that Richard's penis always touched Helen's clitoris.
Richard's large penis was deeply inserted into Helen's vagina, stretching her tender opening wide. Helen straddled Prince Richard's
waist , her eyes glazed, vigorously thrusting up and down on his massive member. Each time she sat down heavily,
Prince Richard's penis plunged deep into her clitoris.

Helen was still wearing a colorful priestess robe, her two round breasts exposed to the air,
nipples and wet, clearly having been cleansed with saliva. Her entire being exuded an aura of both holiness and debauchery.

Helen thrust a few more times, and a stream of vaginal fluid gushed out, falling onto Richard. Richard pulled Helen
's delicate body close, flipped her over, and began his conquest.

"Ah... um... ah ah... harder... ah... um... um... ah..."

Prince Richard's hands slipped under the hem of Helen's priestess's robe, kneading her firm, full
breasts . Her nipples remained hard and erect on her areolas, and her breasts continued
to tremble with the movements of her body.

"Ah... um... um um... ah ah, good brother, good Richard... so good..."

Prince Richard thrust his penis in and out of Helen's honeyed orifice, stirring it back and forth. "Ugh... ah... ah... oh
... ah... ah... ah..." Helen trembled and moaned. Her juices flowed continuously as his penis moved in and out, and
he began to thrust vigorously. Although not particularly fast, his thrusts were powerful, each one hitting deep into
Helen 's core. Helen's vagina sucked on his penis like a baby's mouth. As Richard's
thrusting speed increased, Helen's moans grew louder: "Ah...ah...ah...don't stop...Richard...your
...penis...is so big...it feels so...so good...ah...harder...ah...ouch
...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...I...I'm...coming...ahhh..."
Richard hearing Helen's cries, increased his speed. Helen was being penetrated by Richard to the point
of ecstasy, moaning and twisting her body as if possessed. As his speed increased, Helen
reached another climax amidst loud moans.

Richard's penis was inside Helen's vagina, enjoying the wash of her juices. After a few seconds of pause, Richard's
penis continued to thrust in and out of Helen's vagina, her swollen breasts
swaying violently back and forth with his movements.

Helen would occasionally thrust her hips back forcefully, allowing Richard's penis to penetrate deep into her vagina, enjoying
the pleasure brought by the impact of his penis, with only Richard's two dark testicles visible outside. Helen's moans
rang out as he touched her breasts while thrusting forcefully, each thrust making a squelching sound.
Helen, lost in ecstasy, swayed her snow-white hips to welcome his thick, hard penis.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...so good...such a big penis...I can't take it...ah...oh my god...it feels so
good...so good...Richard...harder...use your...penis...to insert into my pussy...this...this...ah...so good
...ah...oh..."

"Ah...ah...mmm...so good...harder...ah...ah...Richard...yes...don't stop
...oh...you're making me feel so good...ah...ah...yes...ah," Helen's moans spurred him to thrust even harder,
each time penetrating deep into Helen's core, each time sending her to the heavens. With each thrust, his
thrusts grew more rapid and intense. As Prince Richard's breathing grew heavier, a stream of hot semen shot
deep into Helen's pussy.

After ejaculating, Prince Richard leaned comfortably against the bed, shivering with pleasure. Helen leaned down and slowly
moved her mouth to his penis, extending her soft tongue to lick away the semen. She carefully cleaned Prince Richard
's penis, leaving no corner untouched.

"Helen, let me tell you a secret. Do you know why every priestess in the Empire has a guardian
knight ?"

"Isn't it because the temple protects the priestesses?" Helen replied, puzzled.

"That's the temple's excuse. Actually, there's a big secret behind it, involving a scandal involving the temple priests,
so everyone keeps it a closely guarded secret. The knights are truly 'knights'," Prince Richard said mysteriously with a smile.

Helen didn't catch the emphasis on the second knight in Prince Richard's words and was completely confused.

"Helen, do you know who the most unpopular priestess is?"

"It seems to be Lord Monas of our Fox tribe. I've heard many priestesses
saying . But I think Lord Monas is quite nice; he's very handsome and polite. He
's also very approachable to his juniors."

"You don't know this, do you? Monas has twelve guardian knights, and that's the root of the problem."

"Richard, what are you trying to say?"

"What I'm about to tell you is a shocking secret. I'm telling you, but do
n't tell anyone else, and I doubt you'd dare. A thousand years ago, during the Hyrule War, humans and Behemoths fought a brutal war.
Humans held an absolute advantage. That was also the golden age of Behemoth priesthood, with priests from various races
flourishing like a hundred flowers in bloom. Priestesses made up a large proportion. Due to women's inherent disadvantages, priestesses
didn't ; instead, they suffered heavy losses. So, the temples and the royal family began adjusting the priestesses' combat
combinations, equipping each priestess with several powerful warriors for protection. However, because these were unfamiliar combat
combinations , the casualty rate was still high. Sometimes, unnecessary sacrifices
resulted in heavy casualties due to poor coordination. You know the role of priests in war; the death of a priest foreshadowed the defeat of a
war corps.

The kingdom was racking its brains over this. Because the number of priests was limited, it was impossible to..." The priestesses were replaced.
So, a different approach had to be found. The heavens wouldn't destroy the Behemoths; among the high priests were three priestesses, all geniuses of the Behemoths.
They scoured the ancient texts and finally found a guardian contract war song in an old book. However, the war song
was incomplete, so the three priestesses researched and experimented, and finally succeeded. This
is the famous Priestly Guardian Effect. Why not call it a war song? Because the priestesses knew that
the power of a few people alone couldn't achieve this, fearing the war song would eventually lose its power. Therefore, the priestesses chose an extreme method:
soul sacrifice.

Using an ancient ritual, the priestesses offered their souls to the God of War, along with
potions made from the Cloud Spider Mother, the Nine-Tailed Viper, and the Ancient Giant Crab. The ritual succeeded. This was a sacrifice for the entire Behemoth race. From then on,
whenever the priestesses and warriors fulfilled the guardian contract, they would develop a mental connection, enhancing their combat synergy. The Behemoths had finally
protected their last piece of pure land.

"These three priestesses are truly great. They sacrificed themselves to save the entire Behemoth race. They are our heroes!
But Richard, why isn't this recorded in the priestly texts? I've studied all the Behemoth Kingdom's history books, and
there's no mention of this!" Helen asked, puzzled.

"I haven't finished yet. The story has only just begun. Shortly after the war ended, before the kingdom had even officially conferred
titles upon the three priestesses, some trouble arose. First, a shocking incident occurred:
the prince and queen were caught having an incestuous relationship by a guard. The news spread throughout the upper echelons of society, except for
the king . But the matter didn't end there. Immoral sexual relationships were exposed throughout the country; almost every
priestess had a lover.

Later, some observant people discovered that the priestesses' lovers were all their guardian knights, and some priestesses
were involved with several guardian knights. This scandal was suppressed for a long time, but finally, one day it erupted: a Swan
Clan war priestess was simultaneously involved with three guardian knights..." The priestess and the guardian knight, having engaged in intercourse, were discovered by the husband, a man of considerable standing among the swans
. He reported the matter to the Elder Council, finally drawing the kingdom's attention.

The new twelve high priests, after investigation, uncovered the secret: the three priestesses'
ritual had malfunctioned; a step had been incorrect, and the spider queen's venom had been used as a catalyst. The spider queen possessed
the remarkable power to connect minds, but there was another, unknown function: guiding intercourse. After the priestess and the guardian knight completed
the ritual, their minds would be imprinted with each other's image, triggering intercourse and achieving a state of divine inspiration. Only
through perfect teamwork could they reach new heights. The priestess couldn't resist the guardian knight's caresses, and the guardian knight could
n't resist the priestess's allure.

"Ah, so that's how it is. So that's why you like me," Helen said, a bitter taste in her mouth.

"Sweetheart, what are you thinking? Not everyone can become a Guardian Knight. Only when
two people are mutually attracted, or when there is latent love, will they be blessed by the God of War, and only then will the contract take effect. Only then
will they make love. Besides, even before I was your Guardian Knight, I still liked you, didn't I? You know that."
Richard quickly comforted Helen.

"Oh, and then what happened?" Helen asked, clearly satisfied with Richard's answer, and
kissed him on the chest again.

"Later, to maintain the stability of the Behemoth Kingdom, the priest used a great prophecy spell, eliminating a portion of..."
Human memory was suppressed, becoming one of the kingdom's greatest secrets. However, the priestesses'
contracts originated from their souls, so the kingdom tacitly approved of it, though it was deleted from official records.
Only the royal family and high priests were qualified to know, along with priestesses and knights
. No one spoke of it, making it a secret hidden for a thousand years.

From then on, when priestesses and guardian knights became sexual partners, this history would automatically appear in
their souls . "I'm just telling you a few days earlier,"

Richard said, pressing Helen down beneath him, his penis skillfully finding her secret opening and thrusting in forcefully.
"Baby, I have to work hard to reveal this secret to you, so I'm going to fuck you."

Prince Richard's penis slid rapidly into Helen's vagina, drawing out streams of vaginal fluid. Helen's
expression showed she was thoroughly enjoying herself. The new secret she had discovered today gave her a unique kind of stimulation. Helen's eyes
were tightly closed, and she kept moaning, "Ah...ah...ah...harder...harder into my cunt!" Helen
cried out.

Richard turned Helen around and took her nipple into his mouth, beginning to suckle and lick her pink nipple.
Helen put her hands on Richard's shoulders and pressed his head against her breasts.

At this moment, Helen swayed her sexy buttocks to match Prince Richard's fierce assault, while simultaneously thrusting her
sweet tongue into Richard's mouth, the two exchanging sweet saliva.

Richard's fierce assault brought Helen to a state of ecstatic climax. Helen wrapped her legs tightly around Richard
's waist, and Richard sucked on her sweet breasts again. Helen, meanwhile, licked her lips and
moaned repeatedly, displaying a multitude of wanton behaviors.

"You fox-clan beauties are truly seductive, baby. Work harder, learn from Priestess Monas,"
Richard teased Helen.

"Ugh, I wouldn't go looking for so many guardian knights. Senior Monas is really something,
having affairs with twelve knights. No wonder everyone dislikes her."

"Actually, there's a certain amount of jealousy involved. Who wouldn't want to play with a few more big dicks, right,
Helen ?" Richard said, thrusting into Helen a few more times.

Helen rolled her eyes at Richard's teasing, stammering, "I wouldn't... I only want...
Richard ... a guardian knight..."

"My little darling, do you know why High Priest Mourinho and my father are at odds?"

"Isn't it because High Priest Mourinho is the leader of the Bird Clan, and he considers His Majesty merely the leader of the Beast Clan, that they are equals
?"

"That's all just a facade. That's how they can present themselves. High Priest Mourinho only became
hostile towards my father after becoming High Priest."

"After becoming High Priest," Helen recalled the secret Richard had told her today, "it couldn't be..." "

My darling, you're so clever. Let me tell you, High Priest Mourinho's wife, Milene,
had my father as her guardian knight when she was young. Isn't that a coincidence? My father cheated on the Swan High Priest so many times, and he was completely
oblivious. Haha, even a genius of the Smay Clan couldn't escape the cruel tricks of fate."

"Poor Lord Mourinho," Helen said.

"Then your Priest Richard isn't pitiful, is he? His little wife is still under my crotch, enjoying her company."
Prince Richard said teasingly.

"You're so wicked, sleeping with someone else's wife in someone else's house, and you're so self-righteous about it."

"Let me tell you something. Do you know why Mourinho didn't accept Priestess Tribessie? Because
he knew the secret. Priestess Tribessie had four guardian knights in succession, and Tribessie is also a lewd woman,
even though she puts on a righteous facade."

"You're not allowed to talk about the mentor like that, but the mentor doesn't seem like it. I don't believe the mentor would be that kind of person
. There must be exceptions." Helen was still a little unable to accept the collapse of her mentor's serious image.

"Baby, this is reality. Some things aren't as simple as you imagine. Let me tell you, my
uncle Kahn was one of Nicole's guardian knights. I saw him having sex with Nicole with my own eyes. And let me
tell you, before I became your guardian knight, I was Nicole's guardian knight. Nicole is such a slut."

"What!" Helen was clearly unable to accept this reality. The penis that was thrusting inside her had also
visited her mentor's body.

"What's so bad about that? The decadence of high society is beyond your imagination. My uncle and father both slept with my
mother . Even a saint like Milani, who came to the capital a while ago, was slept with by my father for a few days. I think
my uncle was involved too. Remember that ball where I got you? That was a lewd
ball of priestesses and guardian knights. It was a lewd ball of the upper class, not only for promiscuous acts but also for exchanging playmates, although
they would pretend to be virtuous after the party. In the inner room of the ball, there were hundreds of rooms for
the lewd priestesses. That's where I first slept with Cui Beixi.

So this is what it's like to be a beautiful snake. No wonder my uncle is so obsessed with Nicole. Next time, I'll definitely fuck you and Nicole at the same time on the bed
, making you both moan under me."

"Stop talking... fuck me..." Helen was clearly aroused, and her vagina secreted even more lustful fluid,
soaking Richard's penis. Prince Richard began thrusting his penis, pumping and
pounding pleasure, sending waves of sensation through Helen's body, making her feel numb and weak. Her tongue intertwined tightly with Prince Richard's invading tongue,
and she let out a series of soul-stirring moans.

"Ah...oh...ah ah...ah...brother...so good...so good...good...so...amazing...oh...oh...ah...ah
...ah...faster...faster...brother...fuck me...to death...ah ah...ah..."

"Ah...ah...so comfortable...I'm being fucked so good by brother...so great...ah...ah...so good...harder
...fuck me...fuck me...burst my pussy...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...oh...ah...ah..."

"You little slut...just as slutty as your mentor...be even slutier...be even slutier...I'll fuck
you even better...you know..."

"Good man...good brother...fuck me hard...fuck me...burst my pussy...so good...I'm being fucked...so good
...ah...ah...ah...so good...yes...harder...put your big cock...all the way in...fuck me...fuck
me...so good...ah...so good..."

"Truly from the same lineage, even your moans are equally captivating. All priestesses are so slutty." Richard
teased Helen with his words.

"Yes, I am a slutty priestess. Fuck me with your big cock. I'm being fucked by you just like my mentor,
fucked by my good brother's big cock." Richard seemed to see Helen and her master serving him together. His big cock became even
harder, rapidly moving in and out of Helen's honey hole, causing her labia to constantly flip and
spit out with the movement of his cock. Richard fucked hard, watching his big cock go in and out of her pink flesh hole, each thrust
causing her labia to flip out and bring out a lot of lustful fluid, accompanied by "splashing" and "splashing" sounds.

After hundreds of thrusts, Helen's moans were incessant. "Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore, hurry, good
brother , I can't take it...I'm going to die...faster, faster...it feels so good, I want you to fuck me for the rest of my life, good brother,
hurry up..." Helen's body undulated with the rhythm of the large penis thrusting into her vagina. She skillfully twisted her plump buttocks to meet the thrusts, passionately
and obscenely moaning, "Oh...your big glans is touching my clitoris...oh...it feels so good...I'm going to give it to
you...oh...it feels so good..." A gush of hot, wet fluid gushed out. Richard felt his glans being scalded by the fluid, which felt
incredibly good. Stimulated, he stopped being gentle and began to thrust and pump hard, using techniques such as grinding against her clitoris, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, and thrusting left and right
to tease her.

Helen felt an overwhelming pleasure from the penetration of the large penis, a pleasure so intense it almost drove her mad. She twisted and shook her large,
plump buttocks violently, emitting seductive moans: "Oh...oh...God...it's so wonderful...good brother
...ah...it's killing me...hum...hum...I'm going to be fucked to death...I can't take it anymore...ouch...I'm going to...I'm going to lose it again
..."

While Richard was fucking her, Helen seemed to see her beloved mentor, Nicole, being pleasured by another man,
her face indistinct, as if...

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