How to play with a meatball

Rising from the boy's abdomen, he shivered with excitement, and let out a cry: "Mmm~ah!" His toes, which were as white as lotus root beads, couldn't help curling up for a while, and the greasy cry secreted from the depths of his throat, It was as if the tip of the armor pinched a spring branch, and Mo Luo's heart almost melted when he heard it. The penis that had been ejaculated just now, had not completely weakened, and then persisted in returning to life.

Moro pinched the heel of his leg, desperately resisting the urge to open the carapace and lick his flesh directly.The pearl oyster that is not yet fully mature has only a narrow slit just now. If you use brute force to pry it open at this time, it will not only hurt the baby's tender body, but may also cause his cultivation to fall short, and he will never be able to transform into a human form.

So Moro had no choice but to continue urging the guide: "How does it feel? Is it comfortable? Dial again, and dial faster!"

Unexpectedly, this time, baby, he refused to put his little hand back no matter what he said, but tightly clamped his jade legs, resisting the strange feeling that was about to swallow his sanity, fighting against the strange feeling that he couldn't help himself .He hugged himself tightly, restraining the body reaction that was shaking like chaff, the skin of his whole body was gradually enveloped in rose-colored smoke, the corners of his eyes were bright red, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"How come... Daddy, what's wrong with me? My head is so dizzy, I can't sit still..." Before he finished speaking, he fell straight down, panting in pain on his back.Under the fragile neck, two cleared clavicles like glazed branches fluctuated up and down in Mo Luo's fiery gaze.

Mo Luo understood that when he poured the wine just now, he didn't pour it out completely, and some wine juice remained in it, mixed with the milky dew, and turned into some kind of intoxicating liquor.That little bit of alcohol is just an insignificant condiment to the demon king; but to a young pearl shell, it is enough to deprive it of sobriety.

The corner of Mo Luo's mouth twitched the most meaningful smile, and in his heart, he couldn't help praising people for "doing nothing".

After a while, the baby began to call "Daddy" in a daze, the twisted body like a snow wave rolled on the bed, a pair of plump buttocks trembled with the squeeze from the left and right, wishing to be caressed , took a bite hard on the soft white cotton, leaving a striking red mark.

The fragrant sweat that continuously oozed from the baby's forehead wetted the dark purple hair, which was a little messy and stuck to the cheeks, and the rosy little face was hot.In those absent-minded eyes, there is a curl of spring wave.A weak moan overflowed from those small mouths that were trying to close tightly but could not be bitten: "Um... ha... Daddy, Daddy save me... It's uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable..."

Mo Luo knew very well that the natural lust in the little baby's body was ignited by the wine, and the only way to save him from the abyss of desire was to lure him to vent.

"Baby, according to what Daddy taught you just now, fiddle with the golden beads with one hand, dip in the white spring with the other hand, and pound it straight into the small opening... Yes, pull it out again, and then eat it!"

The baby who did as he said, finally experienced the taste of bliss in the world.That extremely sensitive golden bead borrowed the radiance of the greasy white spring, like a long-accumulated fruit, piled up on the vermilion flesh, shining and ostentatious, extinguishing the youth of the world, stained with the love of the world, Be the source of waves of electric pleasure.

The two fingers protruding in the deep mouth are regularly pushing and pushing the squirming biscuit that spits out honey, and white turbidity gushes out from the heart of the flower. The soft sound of "噗嗤噗哧", accompanied by the young man's moving chant, rang in Mo Luo's ears, playing a bone-piercing and ecstatic song.

"Baby, baby, look for the bulge in your little mouth, aim at it, and pick it hard..."

At this moment, the young man is like a small sampan floating on the sea of ​​desire, unable to control himself.What to do and what not to do are all based on the instructions of the Demon King.When that bit of coquettishness is inadvertently picked up by the fingertips, it is like a golden wind hitting Yulu, a tsunami hitting a landslide.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa- [-] twitched.

In an instant, the illusion dissipated, the mouth of the shell opened wide, and the two carapaces separated like a landslide.A golden bead shot out from the inside of the shellfish soaked in the yellow liquid, and just landed on Mo Luo's palm.

The moment when the baby finally opened up and matured and cracked as it climbed to the climax was also the moment when Moro's eyes bid farewell to the light.

9. Bring shellfish to court

The nails are opened, and the baby's eyes can finally see the light of the outside world.

He could see the resplendent bedroom, the ethereal red curtains, the glaring ruby ​​bed, and the swaying red candles beside the bed, reflecting the demon's beautiful face and crying.

He finally knew that the strange situation that night was not just a dream, the slender silver ladder really brought him to the side of the person he wanted to see.

Dad said that he would take him to see his home, the place where he was born.He was held in the palm of Moluo's palm like a treasure, and when he stood on the terrace of the magic palace and looked into the distance, he saw row upon row of cornices of the palace, the misty purple clouds steaming above them, and in the distance, the sea of ​​UFOs. The waves are rolling, the moon is setting and the clouds are rising.

But Moro himself couldn't see anything.Using the true eyes of red flames to observe the soul itself is like burning eyes as candles, forcibly breaking through the darkness to see things. Even the demons with high mana can only do it occasionally.But the Demon Lord is too greedy for the beauty of small things, peeping for a long time like drinking poison to quench his thirst, and eventually, even the most basic vision is lost.

But Moro didn't panic, he firmly believed that this was only a temporary symptom, and it would recover with time.During this period of time, he can still communicate with the baby through heart sounds, that's enough.Baby's every move, every frown and smile, including his charming appearance when he climaxes, has been engraved in his heart, even if he can't see it, it is as if it is right in front of his eyes.

But at this moment, Baby is in the same darkness as Mozun.

He was hidden in the big sleeve of the toga by Mo Luo and brought to the meeting hall of the Demon Palace.He could hear the demon officials kneeling down in unison, bowing to the demon king.He could imagine his father's scene, but no matter how curious he was, he stretched his head out to peek out from between his sleeves, but it was useless.

Moro is confident that no one will see his blindness.He is very familiar with every corner of the magic palace. He can step over the blue steps of the glazed stone by lifting his feet, and sit on the royal chair carved with sunray stone with his hips hanging down.He pretended to look down from the high throne, although what he could see was a void, but his majesty as a demon king did not diminish at all. No one noticed that his sight was not focused.

Today, the gazes of all the demon officials were focused on the golden bead hanging from a threaded button under Moro's pointed ear.With the slight movement of Mo Luo's head when he was speaking, the golden bead earrings swayed under the blue color of the ears, like golden fruits on the branches of emerald jade, with the most dazzling brilliance flowing on them, dazzling and dazzling. Can't look away.

Of course, it is the essence of the baby.Just like all women's flower holes, there will be a sensitive bead core, and the flower base of a baby is a golden bead.It's just that it takes a long time to condense and crystallize before it can be bred, and it will fall off by itself when it reaches an orgasm, just like all shellfish have to produce pearls.

At this moment, the beautiful beads are adorned under Moro's ears, as the most secretive spoils of "conquest" that the whole world can see.He really wants everyone to see how beautiful this part of his precious body is.

Different from the rules of human emperors, in the demon world, Yue Ji, who is the queen of the demon, can also go to the palace to discuss matters.But her place was not next to Moro, but several steps lower, on a small obsidian chair.At this moment, she squinted at the dangling golden bead, her eyes were full of jealous suspicion.

Today, Wang didn't loose his hair lazily as usual, but deliberately tied up his silver hair and exposed his blue ears, as if he was afraid that others would not notice it. Isn't that intention obvious?

When she saw it for the first time, Yue Ji thought of Wang's words - "Only this little shell, you can't touch it", she was almost sure that the one that produced this kind of thing must be that shell!

Oh my god, the king was actually fascinated by the monster!If the opponent is a stunning woman, or even a male favourite, Yue Ji can still bear it, because she is sure that the king will always get tired of playing with those who can't make it to the stage one day.But if the king changes his mind and becomes greedy for these strange objects, then he may never be able to keep the day when the clouds will bloom and the moon will shine in his life.Because, his king is actually a lunatic with a weird personality!

No, we must think of a way-cut the weeds and eradicate the roots!

10. Sleeve play

"Congratulations, Demon Lord! Congratulations to Demon Lord! Those little devils who dared to unite with the human race to rebel, heard that this time, Demon Lord, you personally came out to quell the chaos, and they were all frightened. They threw away their helmets and armor on the battlefield and fled. He is brilliant and powerful, with unrivaled magic skills, who will rule the worlds of humans and demons for thousands of years!" In the main meeting hall, a certain demon official bowed and flattered with emotion.

As soon as he finished speaking, he winked at the demons behind him, and the rest of the demons understood, and echoed in unison: "My Lord Mo Luo, the magic power is unrivaled, and for thousands of years, he will unify the two worlds of humans and demons!"

Hearing these hypocritical sycophants, a sneer appeared on Moro's face.

Back then, Demon Hui Ye, who was the leader of the three commanders of the Demon Army, was ambitious and coveted the position of the Demon Lord for a long time.He is by no means a mere "little devil" as those sycophants say.Hui Ye commanded his [-] demon soldiers, and the joint