The fate of the group of cannon fodder coveting the protagonist [Quick Travel]

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"Hmm..."

Several frequent orgasms had almost drained Mo Chen of his energy. His head was groggy. In response to the sticky kiss, the shackles on his hands relaxed. Between kisses, the man's voice was muffled and low, "Don't pull my hair anymore."

Mo Chen held his long hair in the palm of his hand without pulling it. He just hugged the man and kissed him back. His legs that had been kicking now calmed down and wrapped around the man's waist.

Moaning mixed with low-pitched cries, Mo Chen grunted: "Be gentle, my stomach is... haha... it's so sore inside and it's uncomfortable..."

"I know, please be gentle, you are not allowed to cry anymore." The man held Mo Chen's face and licked away the salty tears, then bent down to lick his breasts, his waist moving briskly.

The vaginal opening of the penis was carefully rubbed back and forth by the shaft. The glans was buried deep in the uterine cavity, bouncing inside as if it was vibrating. The groove was stuck in the cervix and came out to rub against it. Mo Chen held the man's shoulders. , shrank up and trembled.

The cock is so hot, it’s inserted into my belly... it’s so deep.

All the comfortable points were touched lightly or heavily, and the female hole kept convulsing and climaxing, and it couldn't stop at all.

Mo Chen rolled his eyes and squirted, and the hand inserted into the man's hair couldn't help but exert force, leaving the man's warning behind. Yue Chiqiong had no choice but to put his hands on his back, "Stop crying, I'll give you another place to grab..."

He didn't know that the young whore was being fucked so much that she burst into tears, and he thought she was unwilling.

It was a coquettish melon, so he ate it dry and wiped it clean to quench his thirst, then threw it away. Maybe after this night, he wouldn't care about it anymore.

But the sour and stinging pain in his heart made him couldn't help but coax her in a soft voice, saying that he would be kind to beautiful prostitutes in the future, and he would give them to anyone who came to him in need of money or supplies.

"Your name is Mo Chen, does it have a prefix?"

"Uh-huh... No, no, uh-huh, I'm going to make a fuss again—!"

"Be good, I'll give you whatever you want from now on, Mo Chen, don't cry anymore."

"Uh-huh, I won't do it anymore, I don't want... Your Highness, uh, pull it out... uh... I don't want to go anymore uh!"

Mo Chen was riding on the man now. He didn't know how long he had been fucking his vagina. It was hot inside and out. When he touched it with his hand, his labia was very congested and swollen. The man held his waist and gently pushed his pussy inside. The flesh was twisted against the flesh blade, causing orgasm and convulsions.

Countless orgasms made him mentally exhausted. His body was so limp that he had no strength to pull his hair. He shivered in the man's arms and his cries were hoarse and low. After a while, even the slight shaking and whimpering disappeared. Gone.

When Yue Chiqiong wanted to show mercy and go around Mo Chen, he was shocked to realize that the person had become silent in his arms.

His eyes were tightly closed, and the blood marks on the corners of his lips were accidentally bitten by him. The teeth marks on the sides of his neck, breasts, and areola were intentionally bitten by him. His body was mottled with purple and red marks. At first glance, he looked like he had been ravaged and tortured. appearance.

The man hurriedly pulled out his genitals, and large amounts of turbid white fluid rushed out from the hole.

It was a small light pink flower when first seen. Now its petals are red and swollen, and the vagina is open to vomit semen. Only the butt hole is protected from invasion. The hole is tightly closed, and the folds are still light-colored.