[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Extra 2: Breast Production Play IV [English]

“You are a heartless kitten. If you go wild, you will never come back.” He’s voice sounded vicious, but with a smile: “You have a husband and a lover at home, but you only want to go out and show off, and you will be a cuckold… You have a son and you can’t seduce you. Do you know that your son wants to kiss his mother, and he cries hungry every day?”

Of course I feel sorry for the son I gave birth to. When I heard this, I immediately raised my head and said, “The baby is hungry?! Where is the wet nurse?”

I thought something had happened to the wet nurses at home, but as soon as I finished speaking, he kissed me firmly, sucked mine with his lips, and pushed his big tongue into my mouth.Only then did I realize that he was trying to coax me again, and my original guilty mood immediately turned into anger and a state of confusion.Angrily, she struggled to push him away in his arms, clenched her fists and beat him.

“You know you care about your son, but you don’t know you care about me?” He let me beat him, insisting on holding me in his arms, kissing me and smiling: “Your son has enough to eat, but your man is so hungry that he can’t sleep every night. If you don’t want to go home, you might as well provide me with some wet nurses to take care of me.”

This guy’s mouth is always in tune.And I have been spoiled by him these days and have a bad temper, and I am still angry that he used a child to lie to me. When I heard this, I angrily retorted: “The Duke has as many nannies as he wants. If you open your mouth, there are many young and beautiful ones who want to crawl into bed. You just have to say something. What are you talking to me about!”

I kept a straight face, and he immediately smiled playfully, hugging me and kissing and coaxing me: “I would like to find a young and beautiful one, but who can compare with you? Even if there were women who wanted to climb into bed before, after marrying you, those women knew not to ask for trouble and stayed away from me. I can’t even smell a trace…”

I don’t know whether Goya’s words are true or false, and I have never looked into them.When he was young, he was known as the Imperial Stallion, and he had a long history of love affairs, debts, and affairs. However, since he and I have been together, I have never discovered that he was involved in philandering, and I have not seen any clues after marriage. I don’t know if it’s because his butt is wiped too clean, or if he is really loyal to me.In comparison, the few cuckolds I gave him were really eye-catching.Thinking like this, the guilt in my heart took over again, and I no longer resisted his intimacy, but also hugged him and kissed him.

As soon as I catered to him, he pushed forward even further, his movements became more aggressive, he hugged me tightly, kissed and touched me.I haven’t seen him for several days, so naturally I miss him. I hug him and kiss him, and my lips and tongues are entwined, and you come and go.He’s head was stiff and thrust up against me. It didn’t look like he had eaten secretly behind my back.He’s kiss became more and more intense, and his hands tugged at my clothes anxiously.

“Ah… no…” I pretended to refuse. His shirt had been opened by him, and his plump snowy tits were exposed to the air, swaying with my movements.I pushed him and said, “I didn’t mean to go back to feed my son…”

“My son is not hungry, please take pity on me first!” He buried his head and sucked my nipple.

My breasts were so swollen right now that they softened as soon as he took hold of me. I raised my chest obediently and sucked on him, gasping softly in my mouth.He grabbed me with his big hands, put his head in front of my two tender balls of snow, panted heavily, and ate happily.Our car was moving leisurely, shaking constantly, causing my chest to tremble wildly and rub against his face.

It seemed that Goya was really greedy. He slurped and sucked my breasts, his hot breath sprayed between my breasts, and he kept pushing up from his waist, pushing the hard stick against my body.The interior of the car is narrow, and the he is huge. It feels particularly aggressive in the closed car, as if the entire space is occupied by the he, oppressing me.We were both extremely thirsty for each other’s body, and we got excited just by messing around. He held me in his arms and continued to pull off my clothes. I didn’t resist much, and soon, he thrust his thick and long stick into my hole.

I let out a deep gasp.he This one is really great, rare and hard to find. It is so thick and hard that it swells me up and reaches deep. It is so hot and comfortable.I was very wet inside, and the tender wetness overflowed. I was thrust back and forth by the he, and it shrank sharply.We engaged in prostitution in the car, our bodies swaying over each other in the small, dark space, and the heat intertwined, while outside the thin walls of the carriage there was the sound of people, surrounding us, which made us feel even more ashamed.I was so excited by his big cock, but I didn’t dare to scream loudly. My little face was red from holding back, and I was trembling in his hands.He is strong and the movement is more intense, and the car will shake. I still want to show shame, so I hit he twice, biting my lip and begging for he with my eyes.He’s eyes were burning, and there was nothing I could do. He took two deep breaths, and then knocked hard on the car wall twice.

“Go to the Chengxi Market!” he ordered loudly.

The coachman sitting in front shouted and turned his horse to another route.From the Duke’s Palace to the west of the city, it takes at least an hour to cross the entire royal capital.In the carriage, I pushed him anxiously: “What are you doing! My son is still at home, why don’t you take me back to feed him?”

“There are dozens of people up and down, it’s nothing to do with him!” Goya’s sperm got on his head and his tone became rude: “Be good! I won’t be polite if you don’t obey…”

he A threat is a threat, no one is willing to give it up, it is too late to love me and pamper me.Of course I also knew that my son was worthy of being taken care of by us as parents, and he was enjoying his time, so I just half-heartedly let him do whatever he wanted.This time, he no longer pushed hard, but the carriage was driving on the stone road, the wheels bumped, and our stacked bodies in the carriage shook.He’s big, hard cock was inside me, vibrating with the frequency, just like the electric masturbation rod I used in my previous life.I was really feeling so good, but I couldn’t scream. I lay in his arms and was trembling all over, gritting my teeth and not daring to make a sound.My hole was tight and tight, and the wetness overflowed, making him go crazy. He pulled up my chin and kissed me hard, shouting “little kitten” and “sweetheart” all over his mouth.Later, he tilted my body back so that the big breasts stood erect and quivering. He leaned over to eat them, fucked me from the bottom, and sucked the milk from the top.

The car drove for a full hour, and I didn’t know whether I was enjoying it or being tortured. He’s huge pillar was hard and trembling violently inside me as the car moved.In my last life, I didn’t use a masturbation rod or a vibrator for this long. I had so many climaxes that I almost collapsed.After finally reaching the west of the city, he opened his mouth again and ordered to return to the Duke’s Mansion.The servants didn’t dare to argue, so they turned around and returned the same way.We had changed positions several times in the car, and now he squeezed me against the wall, raised one of my legs, and thrust his big cock into my hole.My big breasts were exposed, swaying with the frequency of the car and he thrusting against me, and the bright red nipples swayed wildly.After a while, he turned me over again, made me lie on the car seat, and stabbed me from behind.In the closed carriage, I became his doll, letting him toss and turn and let out his desires to his heart’s content.

An hour later, the carriage drove into the Duke’s Palace.When getting out of the car, the countess was wrapped in a cloak by the Duke and carried into the house.It was already evening at this time, and as for my son actually sucking my milk, it would be the next day.