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the king who never touched a holy girl

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That night in the Golden Moon Palace, the sky was as dark as black ink. The rumbling footsteps of an army of dark wizards from all over Asia could already be heard getting closer — hundreds of black shadows in robes, their eyes glowing red, dark spells ready to tear through the palace walls. Queen Silla, Lucian's half-sister who was supposed to be dead, was still alive. His severed body had regenerated in the darkness, and now he stood at the top of the secret tower, smiling thirstily as he watched everything. Lucian stood naked on the balcony of the secret room, his 200 cm body full of muscles glistening with sweat and dried blood. His dick was still half-tensioned, swaying heavily between his thighs after the fight. Eun-bi stood beside him, her plump body wrapped only in a thin blanket that was almost sagging, her large breasts rising and falling rapidly with tense breathing. "The troops are coming for your womb," Lucian growled, squeezing Eun-bi's hips roughly. "They want to rip my child out of your stomach. But I will kill them all first." Eun-bi nodded, her eyes full of fire. "I'm coming. My body is strong. I don't want to hide anymore." The two of them jumped into the battlefield in the palace courtyard which had turned into a sea of ​​blood. The wizard army rushed in like a black tide. Black flame spells shot out in all directions, burning the guards until their bones melted. Lucian lunged ahead. The Greek sword in his right hand slashed two wizards at once, their heads flying, blood spraying on his handsome face. His body moved violently — Ares' fist smashed a wizard's chest until his ribs were crushed, black blood spurted down his bare six-pack chest. “You dare touch mine?!” he roared, his voice booming like thunder. Eun-bi didn't stay silent. She ran behind, her sexy pregnant body began to bulge slowly and moved swiftly. A witch threw a poisonous snake at him. Eun-bi dodged, then kicked the man in the face until his nose broke. Blood spurted onto her plump breasts. Lucian saw that and his dick immediately throbbed hard — seeing Eun-bi fighting while pregnant with his child made his lust explode. The fighting is getting more brutal. The wizard-made minotaur appeared again, its horns slashing. Lucian jumped onto the monster's back, stabbing its neck from behind until blood spurted out like a fountain. Eun-bi grabs the fallen sword and stabs the approaching witch in the stomach, her guts spilling onto the ground. Her body was soaked in sweat, her round, round buttocks swayed every time she moved, making Lucian even crazier. Finally, the wizard troops retreated with heavy casualties. Lucian and Eun-bi return to the secret room, the door is locked tightly. Blood and sweat still stuck to both of their bodies. Now, the perverted scene begins. Lucian pulled Eun-bi roughly onto the black silk bed. “Now it's my dick's turn to rule,” he growled. He flipped Eun-bi into a 69 position on top of him. Eun-bi's round, round buttocks were immediately pressed against Lucian's face, her already wet pussy and her still loose anal hole were exposed right in front of the king's mouth. In front of Eun-bi's face, Lucian's already fully erect 40 cm dick stood erect, thick veins throbbing, its huge head glistening with thick, dripping precum. Eun-bi opened her mouth wide, her thick lips wrapped around the head of the dick and immediately swallowed deeply. "Mmmphhh..." he moaned with his mouth full, his head bobbing up and down violently, his saliva dripping profusely to wet Lucian's dick and balls. He sucked hard, his tongue licking the thick veins like milking honey. Lucian menggeram liar. He pulled Eun-bi's hips down and immediately invaded her pussy with his mouth. His rough tongue licked from the anal hole full of residual semen to the hard clitoris. He sucked that pussy brutally, his tongue going deep into her pussy hole, licking her throbbing inner walls. Two of his fingers poked Eun-bi's anal hole while his mouth bit her clito
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