Qin Xiaoyu, who was acquainted with lust while in puberty, developed into a little slvt overnight. An inters*x person’s lust was always stronger than an ordinary person’s. To add fuel to the fire, ever since he was deflowered by Qin Haotian, who had experience and a high s*xual drive, a new door seemed to have opened for him, and he would pester his father every day to do those things with him again.
If it was up to Qin Haotian, his son would probably not need to get out of bed for several days. Nonetheless, Qin Haotian still love his son and was unwilling to fvck him broken.
However, seeing his son’s slightly swollen cvnt, he decided to shoot out once in the boy’s w0mb.
He flipped the boy around, causing his meat rod — wrapped tightly by his son’s soft flesh to rotate inside him — to stimulate the boy to the point of him crying out.
He got a pillow and placed it under his dripping-wet son’s bvtt, wanting to fiercely insert it into his son’s unexplored uterus.
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He imagined filling his son’s uterus with his own s*men and then thought about how his son was conceived by filling another’s uterus with his s*men. A strange feeling welled up in him. What would happen if he really got his son pregnant with his seed…
Well, it would be too early to think about such matters now. Qin Haotian raised the boy’s legs up to his head. More intense moans were elicited, and the bed started creaking. Qin Xiaoyu’s cave started spasming with his father’s movements.
Viscous, milky white yang essence started spilling out of him…
The sweaty duo had countless rounds of orgasms, and Qin Xiaoyu couldn’t be filled any further. His moist vag!na was akin to a vacuum, sucking firmly on his father’s meaty rod. The man could only withdraw his manhood after much effort. When it came out, his veiny phallvs was still coated in their s*xual secretions, and his son’s cvnt was like a gaping hole.
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Qin Xiaoyu lay on the bed like a s*x doll that had been severely ravaged, with globs of his father’s s*men flowing out of his slowly contracting hole.
Creamy essence slowly came out from his flower cave which was fvcked scarlet, trailing down his perineum to the sheets beneath him and gathering into a small puddle.
Qin Haotian looked at his son covered in sweat and s*men, as well as his own kiss marks — some faint while others darker. Because he gripped them with too much strength just now, his son’s t!ts were now crimson with his hand prints. His son’s n!pples seemed to have been broken by his nibbling. Drops of urine were even present on the tip of his little stem. Since his son was still unable to produce s*men, when he climaxed, his pvssy would therefore squirt and then pee would come out of his cute rod.
Pounded till he was incontinent, Qin Xiaoyu hugged his father’s neck while crying that he wet the bed. Qin Haotian returned the embrace, kissing the boy’s teary eyes and comforting him.
“It’s because Xiaoyu felt too comfortable. You didn’t wet the bed, okay? Did you feel good when Daddy fvcked you just now?”
“En…”
Although the boy still didn’t let go of his father, his tears ceased. Daddy’s big manhood was huge, and he felt so full when Daddy went in. When the big shaft started moving inside him, he felt really comfortable.
He even wanted his father to go deeper and rub his itchy insides. Qin Haotian witnessed the frankness of his recently deflowered son but was worried that he would ruin his son by having too much s*x. Therefore, he comforted the boy, saying that they would continue tomorrow night.
The next morning, Qin Haotian ruffled his son’s soft hair. The doctor confirmed that his son’s IQ would gradually decline. When he grew chronologically to twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old, he could end up with the intellect of only a three or four years old.
*This is called “mental retardation.”
Since it was like this, he was not at ease handing his son to someone else. After all, this was the existence he cared for the most in this world.
While Qin Haotian’s mind was preoccupied, he did not notice the boy in his arms waking up.
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The boy buried his head in his father’s chest as he whispered, “Daddy, it feels good, and it also doesn’t hurt here anymore…”
Last night, Qin Xiaoyu was done by his father, who had lost control of himself, and ended up covered in sweat and s*men. After the deed, his father carried him into the bathroom to clean up, so he was currently lying naked in his arms, only covered in a thin silk blanket.
His smooth and delicate skin rubbed against his father’s hot and firm body. At some time, he stretched his hand into his father’s bathrobe, gripping the limp but thick organ at his crotch.
“Does Daddy’s pen!s not hurt anymore too?”
When his son finished touching his c0ck, he squeezed into his bathrobe, clinging onto him like an octopus. Now, not only did his son rub his mounds against his own sturdy chest, the boy’s legs even wrapped around his waist — such that his phallvs was pressed between his two holes.
Qin Haotian, who had already tasted his son’s cvnt, immediately hardened when his rod was placed in his son’s bvttcrack. Hence, in the morning, his c0ck was already swollen with blood and ready for more vigorous action.
Despite this, in order not to ruin his son, Qin Haotian got up from bed and covered the boy’s body. He went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the boy, who needed to rest after an entire night of being fvcked to oblivion.
Qin Xiaoyu, who was acquainted with lust while in puberty, developed into a little slvt overnight. An inters*x person’s lust was always stronger than an ordinary person’s. To add fuel to the fire, ever since he was deflowered by Qin Haotian, who had experience and a high s*xual drive, a new door seemed to have opened for him, and he would pester his father every day to do those things with him again.
If it was up to Qin Haotian, his son would probably not need to get out of bed for several days. Nonetheless, Qin Haotian still love his son and was unwilling to fvck him broken.
However, seeing his son’s slightly swollen cvnt, he decided to shoot out once in the boy’s w0mb.
He flipped the boy around, causing his meat rod — wrapped tightly by his son’s soft flesh to rotate inside him — to stimulate the boy to the point of him crying out.
He got a pillow and placed it under his dripping-wet son’s bvtt, wanting to fiercely insert it into his son’s unexplored uterus.
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He imagined filling his son’s uterus with his own s*men and then thought about how his son was conceived by filling another’s uterus with his s*men. A strange feeling welled up in him. What would happen if he really got his son pregnant with his seed…
Well, it would be too early to think about such matters now. Qin Haotian raised the boy’s legs up to his head. More intense moans were elicited, and the bed started creaking. Qin Xiaoyu’s cave started spasming with his father’s movements.
Viscous, milky white yang essence started spilling out of him…
The sweaty duo had countless rounds of orgasms, and Qin Xiaoyu couldn’t be filled any further. His moist vag!na was akin to a vacuum, sucking firmly on his father’s meaty rod. The man could only withdraw his manhood after much effort. When it came out, his veiny phallvs was still coated in their s*xual secretions, and his son’s cvnt was like a gaping hole.
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Qin Xiaoyu lay on the bed like a s*x doll that had been severely ravaged, with globs of his father’s s*men flowing out of his slowly contracting hole.
Creamy essence slowly came out from his flower cave which was fvcked scarlet, trailing down his perineum to the sheets beneath him and gathering into a small puddle.
Qin Haotian looked at his son covered in sweat and s*men, as well as his own kiss marks — some faint while others darker. Because he gripped them with too much strength just now, his son’s t!ts were now crimson with his hand prints. His son’s n!pples seemed to have been broken by his nibbling. Drops of urine were even present on the tip of his little stem. Since his son was still unable to produce s*men, when he climaxed, his pvssy would therefore squirt and then pee would come out of his cute rod.
Pounded till he was incontinent, Qin Xiaoyu hugged his father’s neck while crying that he wet the bed. Qin Haotian returned the embrace, kissing the boy’s teary eyes and comforting him.
“It’s because Xiaoyu felt too comfortable. You didn’t wet the bed, okay? Did you feel good when Daddy fvcked you just now?”
“En…”
Although the boy still didn’t let go of his father, his tears ceased. Daddy’s big manhood was huge, and he felt so full when Daddy went in. When the big shaft started moving inside him, he felt really comfortable.
He even wanted his father to go deeper and rub his itchy insides. Qin Haotian witnessed the frankness of his recently deflowered son but was worried that he would ruin his son by having too much s*x. Therefore, he comforted the boy, saying that they would continue tomorrow night.
The next morning, Qin Haotian ruffled his son’s soft hair. The doctor confirmed that his son’s IQ would gradually decline. When he grew chronologically to twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old, he could end up with the intellect of only a three or four years old.
*This is called “mental retardation.”
Since it was like this, he was not at ease handing his son to someone else. After all, this was the existence he cared for the most in this world.
While Qin Haotian’s mind was preoccupied, he did not notice the boy in his arms waking up.
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The boy buried his head in his father’s chest as he whispered, “Daddy, it feels good, and it also doesn’t hurt here anymore…”
Last night, Qin Xiaoyu was done by his father, who had lost control of himself, and ended up covered in sweat and s*men. After the deed, his father carried him into the bathroom to clean up, so he was currently lying naked in his arms, only covered in a thin silk blanket.
His smooth and delicate skin rubbed against his father’s hot and firm body. At some time, he stretched his hand into his father’s bathrobe, gripping the limp but thick organ at his crotch.
“Does Daddy’s pen!s not hurt anymore too?”
When his son finished touching his c0ck, he squeezed into his bathrobe, clinging onto him like an octopus. Now, not only did his son rub his mounds against his own sturdy chest, the boy’s legs even wrapped around his waist — such that his phallvs was pressed between his two holes.
Qin Haotian, who had already tasted his son’s cvnt, immediately hardened when his rod was placed in his son’s bvttcrack. Hence, in the morning, his c0ck was already swollen with blood and ready for more vigorous action.
Despite this, in order not to ruin his son, Qin Haotian got up from bed and covered the boy’s body. He went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the boy, who needed to rest after an entire night of being fvcked to oblivion.
