The Wolf King and the Girl

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Walking through the corridor to the garden, Jon saw only the magnificent decorations and the golden-haired and blue-eyed maids and guards who saluted, but he didn't see a single yellow person.

There was a vine swing in the garden, which was built by his father for his mother. He never looked down on it before, but now he sat on it with the little guy in his arms.

Jon asked him curiously: "Is this your garden? It's so big."

Lance held her and used magic to make the swing swing: "My dear, this is not our home, this is a hunting ground, we will go back tomorrow."

He couldn't let go of the beautiful girl, and the corners of his lips kept lingering on her neck.

Jon felt that this foreign man was full of sperm.

After staying outside for a while, he felt bored and wanted to go back to the room again. Lance followed her.

Holding her all the way back, Jon asked him: "Why do you look different from me?"

Lance was afraid that she would think too much, so he kissed her forehead: "Because my baby is unique."

"Is there no one else who looks like me?" Lance nodded.

He had lived for thousands of years and had never heard of a person with black hair and black eyes. There was nothing like that on the human side, and he had heard of it.

Jon's mind was full of the word "finished". Where did she come from? She had never seen a yellow person, and it was possible that there was no one.

Back in the room, Lance pressed her on the bed and rubbed her ears. Seeing her absent-minded look, he said: "If you want to find your tribe, I will help you find it."

Although the word tribe was a bit strange, Jon had accepted the fact of having a relationship.

This man looked like a nobleman, and it was better to please him than to be thrown out. Moreover, according to his words, no one had ever seen a yellow person with black hair and black eyes like her.

She still knew how terrible it was to discover a new species. Being picked up and used as a s*x slave was a light punishment. What if someone wanted to study her and cut her open?

The only thing she could do now was to rely on him to quickly understand the world and think about what to do in the future. In her eyes, chastity was not as important as her life.

"Well... bite gently, it hurts." The man pulled off her clothes and was biting her n*****s. Jon couldn't help crying out.

The soft and tender little girl was lovable. Lance licked the cranberry on the n****e with light force, raised his tongue tip to drill into the small hole, and rubbed the little butt with his other hand on the p***s.

Jon had never been played with like this before. For a while, she kept crying. When he let go of the cranberry on the top, it had been sucked swollen, and the man went to visit another one.

He reached out to explore the hole and felt that it was almost done, so he pushed the p***s in.

"It's so big, no... it hurts." Jon twisted his butt to refuse.

The p***s could not be inserted, so Lance could only turn her over and let her kneel on the bed and lift her ass to facilitate entering her.

Jon thought this position was very lewd. She was like a b***h, with her ass raised and waiting for him to f**k: "No..."

"Be good, husband will make you comfortable." The man clamped her legs and held her hands on the bed with one hand, so that she could not move and could only lift her ass to expose her v****a to him.

The free hand split the two wet labia and reached inside to open her v****a.

When the fourth p***s was inserted, Jon was already too swollen to scream, and buried his face in the pillow and sobbed.

He finally pulled out his hand to hold the p***s in, but the little guy's body was so tight that it hurt him, and he couldn't go in after just one head.

He had no choice but to let go of the hand holding her and rub the c******s. Jon was too swollen to move, and the occasional sobbing made her uncomfortable.