R. S.
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103
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171.7 K
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Ella's memory is in turmoil; he suffers from amnesia, then suddenly remembers things. He'll call out "Master, Master!" and then scream, "Don't kill me!" Olaf is in agony. He looks at Ella with suppressed pain, wanting to shoot him to end his suffering, but he can't bring himself to do it. The researcher says this is just one of Ella's aftereffects, and other symptoms will follow, hoping Olaf is prepared. Olaf ignores this, pale-faced, and picks up Ella to…-
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Ella sticks out his little butt and tries to kiss his master back. His master's lips are so delicious, soft yet firm, and they still taste like the salad dressing from before. The salad dressing is also delicious; the salad dressing paired with the fruit he hates the most has suddenly become a dog's delicacy. Olaf looks at him deeply. Since moving to this farm, Olaf has become increasingly taciturn. Before, in front of Hill or others, he was still a gentle and cheerful German man,…
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Ella, the little slutty dog, is becoming increasingly happy. Dogs are naturally driven by their desires. Since his new owner feeds him fresh steak and chicken every day and takes him out to play, his longing for his former owner has slowly faded. Perhaps that's just how Golden Retrievers are—carefree and heartless. That day, Ella was running naked on the grass again, having a great time playing with another Chihuahua, even though this Chihuahua was only the size of his…
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Hill was a pregnant gentleman, a middle-aged man. He sat on the bus, his belly covered by loose clothing, a healthy blush on his fair face. He had just returned from the publishing house. His former boss, Olaf, was nowhere to be found, so he had to renegotiate the contract and publishing matters with the publisher. On his way back, he received a text message from his lover saying he wouldn't be home until very late. Hill sighed in frustration, but as a famous bestselling author of…
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From then on, Hill and the Beast lived happily ever after. Of course, Hill only learned the Beast's name when helping him apply for a green card. Xiao Zhengyan. Hill only vaguely understood these three characters, especially the last one, which looked very complex and ancient. Even as someone who had studied Chinese for half a year, he found it difficult. But he still affectionately called him "Ayan" using the way it was called in Chinese dramas. Of course, in bed, he still…
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Hill is pregnant. He had felt it before; his body was getting softer and his belly was getting bigger. The strangest thing was that he started to feel nauseous. Of course, this reaction could also be gastritis or bloating, but the man kept saying he was pregnant, so Hill couldn't help but think more. After all, he was being penetrated by that beast every day. If he were a woman, he would have had seventeen or eighteen children by now. The man looked shocked. It was hard to imagine that a man…
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Old Creamy lay in bed for three days, the excessive sex leaving him aching from his buttocks to his back. He lay sprawled on the bed, watching the Big Beast serve him naked in the hotel, as if he had entered a brothel. Anyway, his buttocks were still swollen, and the semen in his belly could not be completely expelled. Every time he squeezed it out, the Big Beast would hold him and fill him up again, until he was completely turned into a creamy semen pot, crying as he was forcibly impregnated by the…
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Hill cried and begged him, "No... I won't wear it... I don't like it..." The man didn't speak, but just rubbed his hard, swollen cock against him, the glans gliding over his perineum, directly poking at his anus. His already wide-open, squirting hole contracted and stretched, trying to take in the cock, but every time it was about to slip in, the man would pull back and pull it out with a pop, just rubbing the anus back and forth. "Waaah..." Hill was extremely aggrieved, both…
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Hill didn't understand why he was so angry. Perhaps it was because of the dancer, perhaps it was because his male dignity had been insulted, or perhaps he was simply tired of his way of interacting with men. Hill sat in the taxi, his mood at its lowest point. He was a psychology book author, and he knew about men's personality flaws, but when he saw a man casually break a stranger's finger, Hill was still shocked. He loved men, but he hoped for an equal and healthy…
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After a fierce battle with the Asian beast, the next morning, American Butterfly, sporting dark circles under his eyes, went out for breakfast with the man, hand in hand, under the strange gaze of the bar owner. Before leaving, they encountered a foreign couple. Upon seeing the tall woman, Hill immediately recalled the moaning slut next door from the previous night and felt somewhat embarrassed. The couple happened to turn around, and when they saw Hill and the beast, their…
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