The war between the kingdom and the orcs will not have any impact on Oz himself, but it will affect the expansion of the Demon Realm's territory. Today, the capital of the Kingdom of Otto is still under the occupation of the Demon King. If King Robert frees up his hands, the first thing he will do is to lead the army to clean up the shadow demons (monsters) that have occupied Billy City!
Therefore, Oz had to pay attention to the war between the orcs and the kingdom, otherwise it would be too stupid to wait until his lair was attacked and did not react.
After Oz roughly read all the information in his hands, he teleported back to the Demon Realm in his underwear (it was still a bit shy to transmit it naked), preparing to hand over the information to Mrs. Irene - now that Mrs. Irene is staying in the Demon Realm, for The situation outside is completely unclear, and even this public information is unavailable.
Since it is already late, all the residents in the demon world have already rested. Although everyone has become a creature of darkness, the schedule of working during the day and resting at night has not changed.
Oz quickly found Mrs. Irene sleeping in the Devil's palace.
At this time, the Demon King's palace has been decorated in a stylish way. It looks graceful and luxurious, just like a real emperor's palace.
On the big bed, which was large enough for a dozen people, Mrs. Irene was lying carelessly on the bed wearing a black vest and underwear. She had already kicked the quilt to the ground, revealing her long white arms and thighs.
Seeing his mother¡¯s sleeping face, Oz shook his head, walked over with a wry smile, picked up the quilt on the ground, and prepared to put the quilt back on Mrs. Irene.
But when Oz just approached Mrs. Irene and covered her with the quilt. The sudden change!
I saw Mrs. Irene who was sleeping soundly, as if she had been stimulated by something, and suddenly reached out her hand like a conditioned reflex. He grabbed Oz's arm and pulled Oz into his arms. Hug me tight!
Oz was caught off guard and only smelled a burst of fragrance coming from the tip of his nose, and then heard a "click" from his own bones!
How terrifying is the power of the great swordsman! Even Oz's physical strength was completely unable to withstand the strength of Mrs. Irene, so Oz found out bitterly that his ribs were almost broken.
That¡¯s right, it just almost broke. Under normal circumstances, Ozzy's bones would have been broken long ago, but Ozzy found that although his bones were "almost" broken, they were always "a little bit closer" to breaking
A flash of realization flashed through Oz¡¯s mind. He understood that the reason why he did not have any fractures was probably because the apostle could not hurt the Demon King. Therefore, although Mrs. Irene can make Oz feel pain, she cannot really hurt Oz.
Oz is a little lucky that he turned Mrs. Irene into an apostle long ago, otherwise he might need to find someone to help resurrect him now!
Although he didn¡¯t die, the feeling of being squeezed was still very painful, and his lungs were squeezed, making it very difficult to breathe.
"M-Mother, I am Oz, woo~" Oz's lungs were squeezed in this situation. It's not easy to talk, so Ozzy's voice isn't loud. But what Oz didn't expect was that before he even said a few words, Mrs. Irene suddenly used force again. He forced his words into his throat!
It¡¯s so painful! Although I won¡¯t die, it¡¯s really uncomfortable!
"Mother, mother" Oz called several times, but the sound was suppressed. There was no way to wake up Mrs. Irene who slept like a dead pig.
After trying to no avail, Oz completely gave up on his plan to peacefully awaken Lady Irene. Prepare to use violent methods instead!
Oz struggled desperately in Mrs. Irene's arms and raised his feet. He kicked Mrs. Irene's calf hard and tried to wake Mrs. Irene up by violence. But the result was that Mrs. Irene spread her legs and directly pressed Oz's legs with her feet! The power gap between the two sides is so great that Oz has no power to resist!
Now, except for his head and fingers, Oz was completely unable to move.
But at least I still have fingers to use. With no other choice, Oz began to poke Mrs. Irene's skin with his fingers, trying to wake her up.
Since Oz was held tightly in Mrs. Irene¡¯s arms and unable to move, Oz¡¯s fingers could only touch the top of Mrs. Irene¡¯s thighs. I saw Oz constantly poking, scratching, and pressing Mrs. Irene's thighs.
Because the posture is fixed, Oz can't use any strength at all. In addition, Mrs. Irene's muscles are very hard, so the movements of Oz's hands are completely a kind of massage and enjoyment for Mrs. Irene, without any harm. It can be said. Therefore, instead of waking up, Mrs. Irene slept more soundly, her faceA happy smile appeared on his face, looking like he was having a sweet dream.
But Oz¡¯s behavior was not meaningless. Perhaps because she felt very comfortable, Mrs. Irene slightly relaxed the strength of her hand, which made Oz no longer feel uncomfortable and painful.
"Huh~" Oz breathed the air greedily. The joy of surviving the disaster made Oz feel very excited, and at the same time, he worked harder with his hands.
With Oz¡¯s efforts, a blush slowly appeared on Mrs. Irene¡¯s face.
Perhaps because Oz's movements made Mrs. Irene feel very comfortable, Mrs. Irene let out a low moan from time to time, and her body twisted slightly involuntarily, and the slender legs that originally fixed Oz slowly began to move. He released Oz's calves and wrapped them around Oz's thighs in a wide open manner.
Mrs. Irene, who was in a daze, squirmed instinctively, as if climbing a big tree and slowly squirmed upwards. The arms surrounding Oz also moved from Oz's chest to Oz's neck, and wrapped around Oz. The legs on Oz's thighs slowly moved to Oz's waist.
When a person is threatened with life, the lower body will begin to become congested with blood to facilitate escape. Oz is no exception to this biological instinct. At the moment when his lower body was filled with blood, and being stimulated unconsciously by Mrs. Irene, Oz found that he was getting hard uncontrollably.
Realizing this, Ozzy couldn't help but stiffen! The movements of his fingers also stopped involuntarily.
Oz¡¯s hand movement stopped, which made Mrs. Irene, who was enjoying it, feel a sense of emptiness and discomfort.
Faced with this uncomfortable feeling of emptiness, Mrs. Irene frowned cutely, hugged Oz's arms and thighs with a little force, and her body involuntarily started rubbing against Oz.
At this time, Mrs. Irene was only wearing a vest and underwear, and Oz, who had just returned to the devil world, was also wearing only underwear. Therefore, there was almost nothing between the two except a thin layer of cloth!
Under such circumstances, even if Mrs. Irene is Oz's mother, even if Mrs. Irene's breasts are flat and hard, even if Oz has no mental pleasure at all, even if under the stimulation of Mrs. Irene, Ozzy Zi's ??body still began to get excited involuntarily.
Although you say you don¡¯t want it, your body is very honesthell, now is not the time to complain!
¡°While Oz was complaining about himself, Mrs. Irene¡¯s actions became more and more excessive. Originally, the two of them didn't wear much, but under Mrs. Irene's friction, Oz's underwear was slowly rubbed down by Mrs. Irene
When Oz felt his lower body getting cold, a trace of panic emerged in his heart!
not good! We can't let her continue any longer!
In a hurry, Oz didn¡¯t care about anything else, he opened his mouth and bit Mrs. Irene¡¯s chest!
"It's too flat, not easy to biteOzzy's instinct to complain complained in his heart.
As a great swordsman, Mrs. Irene¡¯s muscle strength far exceeds that of ordinary people. Although she cannot be said to be invulnerable, it is not something Oz can easily bite. Therefore, Oz's teeth slipped on Mrs. Irene's breast muscles and failed to bite a piece of meat.
However, although Oz was not able to bite Mrs. Irene¡¯s smooth muscles, he directly bit a small bump that already existed!
No matter how hard Mrs. Irene trains her muscles, there is nothing she can do to make that small bump become as hard as iron. So after that little bump was hit hard, Mrs. Irene let out a miserable scream!
"Ah!~"
A whole scream resounded throughout the palace, and Mrs. Irene finally woke up. (To be continued)