Raid of Demons and Monsters

Yingxia didn't have time to react, her whole body was carried on her shoulders by her father, and then the world was spinning, her thin body was thrown into the soft bed.

what happened?

His father pressed him up, making him breathless, and he met the beast's eyes in fear.

Scared to death!If Yingxia's petite heart could speak, it would be these few words.

Yingluo saw him flustered to the point that his face turned blue and white, his black eyes were swaying with fear, and his timid appearance was comparable only to a little rabbit being hunted. For some reason, he was in a good mood, but he still pretended to be serious and gritted his teeth. Spit out from between the teeth: "How should a disobedient child be taught? Spank, yes, spank if disobedient..."

"Don't!!" Can't help crying, Ying Xia was really spanked by her father.It really hurts, because my father's hands are stronger than ordinary people, and every hit is a burning pain, and he doesn't want to suffer it again.

This reaction was more in line with Yingluo's wishes, so she pinched her son's sharp chin and said, "If you don't want to be spanked, just be obedient and do whatever dad wants you to do."

"I'm obedient enough..." Ying Xia shifted her eyes and muttered aggrievedly, her cute expression hit Ying Luo directly, making him confirm a fact again.

The son turned out to be a good thing to blow the spring breeze, stir the heart, and grow a lot of tender emotions.

Not long after being gentle, Ying Luo remembered an important matter, that's why he asked Ying Xia to enter the room.

"Take it off!" He yelled in a low voice.

Ying Xia's face turned red instantly.In the past, it was normal for his father to ask him to take off his clothes, because his father liked to hold him and roll on the bed the most, but why is his father doing this trick now?

"Take off, this...why?" asked in a low voice.

"Take it off, why not?!"

Yingxia couldn't refuse, so she could only say: "Dad...you get up...I can't take off..."

Ying Luo's strong body was still pressing on him, let alone undressing in this situation, it was impossible to even move a finger.

Ying Luo smiled, the cruel smell finally dissipated, she got up from her son, but stared at him for a moment, afraid that her son would not be straightforward in this matter.

Yingxia didn't know why her father was staring at him so closely, so she got up and took off her coat and shirt first, and when she was left with the close-fitting pullover turtleneck wool underwear, he hesitated, could she just take off her clothes like this?What is the father's intentions?

Yingluo couldn't stand his tweaking, so she did it herself, grabbing the corner of her waist and pulling it up, and pulled it off her head. Yingxia's naked body immediately came into contact with the cold air, making him shiver, and hurriedly hugged her Own.

"Cold..." pitiful.

Ying Luo acted as if she had never heard of it, her eyes widened in anger, do it!There was a hickey on the son's neck!No, it's not just the neck, there are marks on the chest and abdomen, and there are no places that have not been brutally murdered.

What Ye Ruohe said is correct, Ying Xia does have a girlfriend, and she is a possessive girlfriend.

Ying Luo has a lot of experience, and knows that it takes time and effort to create so many traces, just to tell the world that this body and this person belong to her, and the principle is the same as that of the farm owner who branded the livestock to prove the ownership of the object It's the same way.

"Who!" He grabbed his son's thin shoulder and asked.

Yingxia didn't know what her father asked for a while, she followed his eyes, and she got it, feeling very embarrassed.

Isn't that what Dad did before he hit his head?Although his skin has not been tortured in the past few days, his skin is fair and tender, the marks fade slowly, and he is still visually shocking.How should he explain it?He couldn't explain it.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ying Luo decided that he was guilty, and even shook her son vigorously, yelling: "You! How could you!"

Yingxia was dizzy from being shaken, couldn't help but struggled, and shouted: "Let me go!"

"Who?! Who dares to touch my son?" Ying Luo was really crazy.

"Let go!" Ying Xia grabbed her father's hand and pushed it away.

Ying Luo didn't let go, and asked coercively, "Who did this to you?!"

Ying Xia was also really angry, and the inexplicable grief and indignation reappeared, he called: "I am an adult, who cares who touches me? Whoever touches me is none of your business!"

Hearing his retort, Ying Luo was so angry that she wanted to slap her hands. She raised her hands, and she could see how pitiful her son seemed to be stubborn, but was hidden behind the stubbornness. This slap couldn't last no matter what.

With a sigh, he withdrew his hand.How did he love his son in the past?Even now that he is so angry that he wants to kill someone, he is reluctant to do anything to this child. The 17-year-old Ying Luo never imagined that he would have such a weak moment.

"You..." Why is it my son?

Why are you my son? !

Isn't it okay to be a son?Can it be used directly as a lover, as a lover, to eliminate all possibilities of him getting a girlfriend and marrying a wife?

With the thought together, Ying Luo could no longer stop imagining more about his son. He suddenly wanted to stick to the soft lips under his body, moisten the lips that were robbed of moisture by the cold wind with his tongue, and suck at times strong and weak , biting this fragile person to groan indistinctly, and he will tease this timid mouth to open slightly emotionally, accepting himself to enter and stir it up.

He wanted to do more and more intimate things with his son.

Different from his impulsive kiss on Ye Ruohe, this was no longer ordinary lust, but a longing fascination.He bent down obsessively, desperately eager to kiss...

"Dad..." Ying Xia sighed, her long eyelashes drooping.

A call brought back Ying Luo's rationality. He clarified what he wanted to do just now, and he was terrified. He, Ying Luo, would be so distracted that he forgot the reality.He actually wanted to have a lingering honey kiss with his own son.

He suddenly distanced himself from Ying Xia, sat on the other side of the bed, but still couldn't bear to look at his son's slightly bewildered appearance. At this time, he resented one thing.

He resented that Ying Xia was his son.

Ying Xia originally didn't know what kind of intention her father's repeated actions represented, but later she found that her father lost his mind just now and wanted to kiss her.

Father remembers everything?

No, my father immediately regained consciousness and backed away.

Father hadn't thought of everything yet, so he was panicked, but he didn't scold him.The variety of emotions on the father's face is more exciting than a kaleidoscope, and he can still grasp a certain kind of persistence in a daze, a kind of persistence to himself.

Yingxia suddenly understood her father's struggle. It turned out that it wasn't just Yingxia who was forgotten by him on the other side of the memory fault, but also a tug-of-war between the past father and the present father, and the prize was this son.

Ying Xia felt hot in her heart.

He never told anyone how much he admired his father. His father had everything he lacked, and his father was the missing part.Regarding family affection, Yingxia has never tasted it since she was a child, and it is okay to lose it; but what about love?Father is his love, if it is given to others, I believe there will be no other substitute in the world.

He has been used to being alone since he was a child, but now he has tasted the feeling of being pampered and loved, and then he realizes that love is an addictive drug, and the withdrawal symptoms are too painful. He can't bear to wait for the day when his father thinks about it .

If love is taken away, he will take it back.

At this moment, the weak little rabbit made up his mind. Even if the opponent is the wolf king, he still must muster up the courage to fight, and he wants to continue the happy days in the past.

"Dad..." So, shouting again, he pointed to the messy hickey marks on his body and asked, "You forgot... who is this..."

Ying Luo didn't know why Ying Xia would ask such a question. He only knew that once he caught someone who was contemptuous of his son, he would drag him into the school toilet and beat him up beyond recognition, whether it was a man or a woman. it's the same.

Yingxia didn't hear her father's response, so she crawled over to him, pointed to her father's hand, and asked again: "This wound...who bit it?"

Ying Luo looked puzzled at the tiger's mouth on her left palm, where several small cuts that were about to heal formed a strange circle.

He has been worrying a lot these past two days, and he didn't notice the strange wound on his hand at all. He was puzzled when he heard Ying Xia's question at this time, it seems, it seems...

It really looks like someone bit it.

"Who?" he asked.

"I bit it." Ying Xia replied.

Ying Luo wondered, why did his son bite him?

"This... Dad bit me." Ying Xia pointed back to the marks on her body, lowering her head.

"What?!" Ying Luo was surprised.

Ying Xiafu raised her head again, always timid and shy, he summoned up the greatest courage, leaned over and hugged his father's neck, and pressed a soft kiss.

A feather-like kiss, yet powerful enough to annihilate everything.

No matter how strong Ying Luo's adaptability is, he was defeated by this small kiss. He didn't know how to react at all. He felt that his sanity had been washed into the sea by the heavy rain, and there was no driftwood to grab around. In this sudden kiss.

He even forgot that he could easily push Ying Xia away.

The absurd imagination that just jumped in his mind a few minutes ago was carried out by Yingxia herself this time, with her naked upper body pressed against her father, her slightly dry lips rubbed and scratched her father's, and the dry touch was a little uncomfortable , he licked again with the tip of his small tongue, moistening each other.

It was only then that Ying Luo realized that these intimate gestures made by Ying Xia were completely harmless to him, and he didn't feel disgusted at all.

A kiss ignited the gunpowder of the fuze, triggering a series of subsequent explosive reactions. Ying Luo embraced that thin and naked body, rubbing her palms against her cold back anxiously, and her body became hot.

What's even hotter is the lips that Ying Xia took the initiative to suck. He imitated everything his father had done to him before. Although he lacked his father's domineering strength and the ability to retract freely, wet and soft lips are the best aphrodisiac. A fire ignited wherever it touched, going into Yingluo's mouth, along the tongue, jaw, throat, and spreading down the esophagus, stomach, intestines, to the center of desire in the lower abdomen.

Under the clumsy teasing of his son, Ying Luo was so hard without warning. The 17-year-old mentally didn't even have the strength to fight back when he was attacked. He could only enjoy this simple, unskilled kiss.

Ying Xia felt the changes in her father's body, and he ended the kiss with a blushing face, but Ying Luo still chased after her, persistently making her lips stick together, just touching like this, felt that the situation had become beautiful, and he was reluctant to let go.

Ying Xia trembling hands to loosen the buttons of her father's clothes, he also has desire, he longed to caress his father's strong and thick chest, because there is where the body temperature spreads, and he is thirsty for body temperature.

Ying Luo recognized everything her son did, and helped throw the clothes off the bed.

Yingxia pushed her father onto the bed, and kissed her father's chin lightly in the way of a bird pecking lightly. Nailed to the bed, he didn't want to resist at all, he wanted Ying Xia to continue.

The shallow kiss slipped down the neck, Yingxia imitated her father's favorite routine, repeatedly sucked and sucked and sucked on the same place, imprinting faint hickey marks one by one, and he also wants to imprint his father's brand Remember, to tell the world that this person is his, this body is his, and it is unique to Yingxia, and it is not acceptable to give it to others, even if it is only a small amount.

Covering her father's swelling while kissing, the shy hand hesitated a little, but still did not retreat, the gentle caress made the area of ​​conflict wet, Ying Luo's excitement could not be concealed, and the vitality jumping under the cloth was infected Ying Xia, the frequency of her heart and her father's arm echo each other, which seems to imply a certain relationship between the two, such as blood relationship.

Without hesitation, she pulled down her father's trousers, and the thick living thing jumped out. Ying Xia's complexion was as red as blood, and even her eyes were red, steamed by lust.He held his father's big dick with his hands, opened his mouth to take it in, and slid his hands and lips together, sucking up and down continuously.

Ying Luo couldn't bear it any longer, and let out a soft snort, a strong sense of stimulation was transmitted from the top to the forehead, tens of thousands of tons of yellow explosives exploded inside, and sparks shone in it.

Yingxia raised her eyes to look at her father, to confirm that he did not reject her, she tightened her mouth even more and sucked it, the tip of her tongue circled back and forth on the sensitive mouth, exerting warm pressure from time to time.

It's so comfortable, Ying Luo thought, watching his son's actions one after another, like sitting in a movie theater screen showing the plot, his head was thinking desperately, unable to stop.

This son...why...what does this mean?Could it be...

Is the son not the son?However, Ahao and Ye Ruohe spoke with certainty, this...

This……

Is the son important?

A hammer flew from the sky, hitting his chaotic thoughts, and he seemed to be a little enlightened.

Why is Ying Xia Ying Luo's son?He should be his own son. Of course, the son can be directly used as a lover, as a lover, so as to prevent all possibilities of him getting a girlfriend and marrying a wife.

Nothing is wrong.

Ying Luo, who is good at plundering by nature, couldn't bear such passiveness anymore. He held up his son's face and prevented him from biting down, making Yingxia think that his father wanted to reject this love, her red eyes were watering, and she was discouraged. He wanted to back off, but Ying Luo grabbed him.

"dad……"

Ying Luo sat up quickly, and turned Ying Xia onto the bed instead of the guest. The condescending posture allowed him to regain the initiative. This was the feeling he wanted.

He wants to reign over everything, he wants to control this timid little animal under him, and his son should have fun under him.

He took the initiative to pull down his son's pants, and took off his own. The two of them were naked, and Ying Luo found that the slender body underneath was more arousing his desire to gallop than the plump woman.

He couldn't wait any longer, kissed his son's slightly trembling lips, entered aggressively, regarded the cute little tongue as a delicacy, swallowed, bit, licked, and sucked, swirling unrestrainedly, a storm was set off inside, and the saliva was mixed together , can't tell who belongs to whom.

Ying Xia's mouth was numb, his mouth was forced open, and the saliva derived from lust overflowed along the corners of his mouth. The sensual and greasy taste added several times the sweetness to his delicate face.

"Hmm..." Even moaning is so pleasant.

Ying Luo let go of his son, his blood boiled by the groaning sound, and his youthful son made him dumbfounded.

It turns out that his son is beautiful and delicious, and he is the best. No wonder he loves him so much at the age of 40. Even the 17-year-old has the same understanding.

The truth turned out to be so simple.

Yingluo smiled.Although he had no memory of intimate intercourse with other boys, he naturally explored Ying Xia's buttocks.

It was so hot, it made his heart flutter.

"Dad..." Ying Xia took advantage of the situation and grabbed hold of him, and said the words that her father loved to force him to blurt out: "I want Dad's...big cock..."

"What?!" Ying Luo never expected such an obscene request to come out of her son's pure mouth.

"I really...want daddy's...big cock to penetrate..." endured the shame and continued to say, this is what my father likes to hear most, although he is still embarrassed, but now he is willing to say it a hundred times.

Yingluo's blood really rushed to his forehead, and he felt a little dizzy, so he collected himself and asked in disbelief, "What? What did you say?"

Ying Xia gave up her reserve, turned her head to one side, half-drawn her eyelids to hide the floating waves in her eyes, but boldly opened her legs, grabbed her father's hand that was already at the entrance of the acupuncture point, and deliberately lingered on it.

"Insert me...fuck me...with daddy's cock..." whispered each word clearly: "...please daddy...come in..."

The son's invitation made Yingluo bewitched, bewitched, and started to move. The avatar had a sense of autonomy and clamored to vent.

If the arrow is on the string, Yingluo is not a human being, and he is also fascinated by his son, grabbing his high-spirited and painful giant, sliding it around the wrinkle of Yingxia's flower mouth, clearly feeling that place is right. Stretch that is moistened with love liquid.

"Come in... I want Dad..." Ying Xia still begged.

Yingluo couldn't hold back anymore, and sent the scorching heat into the deep spring cave, the flesh wall was wrapped and pressurized, so that he was about to melt inside,

"Father, again..." Yingxia pitifully begged her father to go deeper, and he wanted it.

Yingluo grabbed her son's feet and put them on her shoulders, ignorantly piercing through the gallop, pushing into the inside again and again, every time she bumped, she heard her son's cries of pain or joy, encouraging him not to Stop, go on, let this thing heat up, let the lust burn more intensely.

Comfortable, this feeling is no worse than entering a woman, and coupled with his son's beautiful and forbearing expression, it makes him boil from head to toe.Great, this must be the best sex of his life, Ying Luo compares it with his 17-year-old experience.

Yingxia endured her father's collision, tears fell from the corners of her eyes when she was too excited, but he didn't seem to realize that he was going to be invaded, he liked to be robbed, he raised his neck to see his father coming in and out of his body, his body When they hit each other, there was a lustful sound of water.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."In fact, Ye Ruohe hadn't come upstairs yet, she was downstairs watching the dog-blood series with love and resentment intertwined.

Yingluo prides herself on making her shy lover cry out.In order to hear more, he slowed down the speed of sprinting, grabbed his son's equally excited and upright lower body, and rubbed his thumb back and forth on the groove on the top.

The son couldn't help panting: "Dad... ah... Dad..." The thunder and lightning passed through his whole body, and he trembled: "Ah... um... don't...really..."

"Is it cool?" Ying Luo asked.

"...um... still, still..."

Ying Luo speeded up her hand speed and force, Ying Xia couldn't bear it anymore, she arched her waist when her lust was at its peak, and felt that she was about to die like this, but the turbulent waves kept hitting his lower body, and the waves got bigger and bigger Higher and stronger, he grabbed his father and cried.

"It can't be done...it can't be done...Dad..."

The tender stalk erupted from the father's hand, and the white turbid liquid stained the two of them.Ying Xiahong was gasping for breath, lying limply on the soft mattress.

Yingluo himself was almost nosebleed by the scene of his son's lust. He held back his head, but couldn't hold back his head. His soaring penis suddenly lost its bounds, and he could no longer restrain himself. He sprayed a lot of semen on his ecstasy. in the pussy.

"Do it!" It was so cool, several times better than going to heaven, and then I lay down on my son to enjoy the aftertaste.

Ying Xia didn't answer either, he had no energy.

Ying Luo was so attached to his son's body that he couldn't let go of it, and after a while he asked, "My son is so lewd..."

Ying Xia took a breath and defended in a low voice: "Because...because it's dad..."

Because he wants to please his father, get his father back, and he is willing to do anything.

Ying Luo was still reluctant to pull out her bottom, and kissed the mouth that spoke sweet words, which gave him the illusion that he and his son had formed a circle.