Mom Was Forced to Have Sex With Me
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 3
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Seeing this, the young migrant worker laughed even crazier and pushed me towards my mother. I couldn't help leaning forward and fell on my mother's soft body. Fortunately, I used my elbow to support myself in time and didn't press her. "Let's start! I'll let your son fuck you. You won't call the police, right?" After the young migrant worker finished speaking, his eyes revealed a fierce look. He pressed my head with one hand, moved the dagger, and pretended to cut my neck. "Stop!" My mother
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
The books that Yu Shuang brought back to Fei Xing were extremely rich in records.
The various countries in the human world, from the capital to the villages, all contain local customs and habits.
But compared to the human world, Fei Xing paid more attention to the descriptions of the many sects and schools on the Xiaoyao Sea.
The supreme immortal sect surrounded by thousands of islands - Donghuang Immortal Sect.
The Yuanhai Sword Sect that hides in the deep sea and breaks everything with swords.
The Jinghua Sect that separates the world with layers of illusions.
The Tianshuang Sect that practices hard in the southernmost ice sea.
The Qinglian Immortal Sect that saves the world, is good at making magic weapons, and travels with immortal beasts.
Countless sects are scattered on the vast Xiaoyao Sea, which makes people fascinated and full of imagination.
At night, Fei Xing, who was lying on the bed, closed a book describing Penglai Fairy Island and got up and walked out of the hut.
As the place closest to mortals, the special thing about Penglai Fairy Island is not only that it floats in the air, but also that as the largest fairy island, it does not belong to any sect, but as a public area, it accepts all immortal cultivators equally.
The immortal conferences and major competitions that are highly valued by the immortal cultivation world are also held on the fairy island. Naturally, major treasure houses and fairy pavilions are also distributed on Penglai Fairy Island. There are also many immortal cultivators from various sects gathering on the island on weekdays to discuss, trade, and exchange information. It can be said to be the most lively place in the entire Xiaoyao Sea.
No wonder I saw so much movement on the island when I and Yushuang Zhenren passed by on a crane that day.
Feixing is not very yearning for the bustle, but after reading so many books introducing the world of immortal cultivation, it is inevitable that he has some interest in immortal cultivation.
Unfortunately, these books only introduce the similarities and differences of various immortal cultivation methods such as immortal cultivation, magic cultivation, sword cultivation, Taoist cultivation, and Hehuan cultivation, but there is no specific method of immortal cultivation.
Moreover, immortal cultivation requires talent, and there is only one in ten thousand mortals in the book who is qualified to cultivate immortals.
I have eaten so many immortal fruits these days, and I don’t know if it will help me cultivate immortality.
Feixing stretched his body. After mastering the breathing method, his body looked the same as before, but he could feel that his body was much stronger than before. He thought that he could fly over the eaves and walk on the walls easily now.
Why don’t we ask Master Yushuang later?
Outside the house, large pieces of white crystals fell from the dark night, as if catkins covered the mountains and white hair fell into the ink pool.
Feixing learned from the book that the falling things were called snow, which was a celestial phenomenon that appeared in winter among the four seasons.
Oh, so it is winter now.
He stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes fell into his palm and disappeared suddenly.
The snowflakes melted, leaving a coldness.
If I disappear, what can I leave behind?
A little warm light lit up in the corner of his eyes. He turned his head and looked at Yushuang’s house, and found that the door was open. Yushuang surprisingly did not practice in seclusion, but stood in front of the door and looked at the flying snow outside the window.
Her skin and clothes blended into the flying snow, and her black hair was particularly eye-catching.
“Master.”
Yushuang turned to look at Feixing, who was walking towards her, and saw that the latter folded his hands and bowed to her.
“What are you doing?”
Feixing raised his head and said, “Today I read in a book that the popular action when meeting people in Taiyuan Kingdom is called meeting etiquette. Since there is only a text description, I don’t know if it is done right.”
Yushuang shook her head and said, “The etiquette of the mortal world does not need to be used for you and me.”
Feixing was puzzled and said, “But didn’t Master also have to perform etiquette with the head master before?”
Yushuang said, “The head master is the leader of my sect, and he has taught me the immortal method. I treat him as a master. You and I are not master and apprentice, so there is no need.”
Feixing became more puzzled and said, “But didn’t Master also teach me the art of breathing?”
“It can’t be compared.” Yushuang shook her head and looked at Feixing’s white shirt again. It was still the one she gave him when she first met him on the coast.
Although it was still as white as before, without a speck of dirt, it was a bit shabby to have only this one in March, which was something I had not considered.
Although thinking this in my heart, Yushuang still spoke in a cold voice:
“Isn’t it cold?”
Feixing blinked and shook his head.
“It seems that you have learned the method of exhaling.”
“Yes.”
Feixing nodded, and just when he wanted to take this opportunity to ask if he could learn further methods of cultivating immortals, the flying snow above his head suddenly changed direction, and he saw a white crane flying in the night sky.
Before Feixing could see clearly, a white dress fell with the snow.
His body was like a long sword, his eyes were like swords, and the spirit snake on his waist drank the devil’s blood.
The person who came was Master Guangsha.
Guangsha glanced at Feixing, and his sharp eyes made people feel timid, but Feixing was not afraid at all. He thought to himself that since Master Yushuang said that he didn’t need to salute her, then he didn’t need to salute Master Guangsha either, right?
Guangsha ignored him and turned to Yushuang and said:
“Sister, the head of the sect has ordered that we discuss important matters in Qingxin Hall in three days.”
“Important matters?”
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