Morgana's original plan was to fight the Son of the Mother Goddess as soon as she saw her and try to imprison him, but Morgana has now changed her mind.

She wasn't sure she could win, or even protect herself.

"At least we have to figure out his abilities first..." Morgana thought.

I saw the son of the mother goddess gently fiddled with the bell on Angel's nipple, making a nice bell, Angel was trembling all over, as if the touch of the son of the mother **** could make her unable to control herself.

"Angel, if you break this perfect body, how will you compensate me?" The ink on the Mother's Son mask actually stretched out and turned into a scarlet tongue, licking gently on Angel's face on.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Angela lost all the complacent she had just now, she was so frightened that the three bells on her body were ringing.

"It's good to know what's wrong." The son of the mother **** said, "You will be punished for three months of abstinence."

"Yes!" Angel's face turned pale for a while, as if abstinence was a very serious punishment.

Mother's Son turned his face to Morgana: "Morgana, right, very good, very good, you will be my most perfect collection."

Morgana looked at the mask and felt a strong sense of discomfort in her heart, but she didn't show it, she just lay motionless on the bed.

"I will complete the physical examination of this body." The son of the mother **** said, "Go and prepare equipment for me."

"Yes!" The women moved quickly, and they began to take out all kinds of things from the cabinet that Morgana had never seen before, and then gathered around the bed.

The son of the mother **** took something like a pincer, his hand touched Morgana's thigh, and said intoxicating words: "Honey, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, relax, put Leave everything to me."

Morgana was speechless. She was really not afraid that the son of the mother goddess would hurt her. There were very few things in this world that could hurt Morgana, almost nothing.

The son of the mother goddess gently inserted the pliers into Morgana's private parts.

The place where nothing had entered for thousands of years was inserted by a foreign object, which made Morgana tremble. She was very surprised, because she hadn't felt this way for a long time.

The pliers opened in Morgana's body, propping up Morgana's private parts, allowing people to clearly see the tender meat inside and the deep inner uterus.

"The membrane is still there, and it really is a virgin." Son of the Mother God sounded very happy, "Very good, very malleable."

Morgana still didn't feel ashamed. For her, seeing the deepest part of her body couldn't make ripples in her Gujing's speechless heart.

However, as the son of the mother goddess continued to do various actions recklessly on her body, Morgana's heart did gradually develop strange emotions.

"What is that?" Morgana carefully recalled her various emotions when she was still a human, and finally found a very similar one.

hapiness.

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Nothing is more important than happiness.

- Missionary of the House of Pleasure

Chapter eight hundred and thirty fifth trap

No part of Morgana's body was spared by the Son of the Mother Goddess.

The Son of the Mother God has all kinds of testing equipment, and tested Morgana's whole body. He seemed to be measuring Morgana's body data, from height to bust, from arm span to hip, and even private parts. deep

The degree is recorded in detail.

Morgana didn't know why he was recording this, but she planned to wait and see until he showed some of his abilities, and Morgana had to hold back.

"Perfect." After finishing all the measurements, the son of the mother goddess began to applaud, "Morgana, there is no doubt that you are the most perfect woman I have ever seen. Only a mother can match you."

The women around the bed exclaimed in amazement that they were comparable to the Mother Goddess. It was simply that they all looked at Morgana with envy, and at the same time longed to touch her perfect body.

Morgana didn't feel happy when she was praised, not to mention that the person who praised her was a devil, and the word "perfect" made her feel uncomfortable.

She doesn't like the word.

After the Son of the Mother God had done all the measurements, he pulled Morgana from the bed and carried her into his arms.

Morgana was very dumb. She couldn't remember how long she had not been hugged, and vaguely remembered her last hug, as if it was given to her sister.

The son of the mother goddess's hand kept walking on Morgana's body, but Morgana was still expressionless, and the face of the son of the mother goddess changed a little: "It seems that you are really insensitive, it's a pity, it's a pity, there are There is no joy in such a perfect body."

Angel knelt beside the son of the mother goddess and rubbed his calf with her body: "Great child of the mother goddess, can you give Morgana joy? It is too pitiful for her not to have joy."

Morgana looked at Angel, she thought that everyone in this cult should have lost their humanity, but judging from Angel speaking for her and the girl she met in the village who loved her sister very much, she was happy. It seems that the believers in the house have only been infected with adultery, but their hearts still maintain their original appearance.

Morgana finally got some good news. As long as the believers in the House of Pleasure are not evil to the core, they still have a chance to repent and atone for their sins, and Morgana doesn't have to bury them all.

Morgana thought about this, and didn't even notice that the son of the mother **** had rubbed one side of her **** so that they were full of red marks.

"Looks like you need some training," said the son of the mother goddess, "Go and bring things up."

A group of women brought over a table, Morgana had seen this thing, which is often used in prisons to tie criminals to it.

Morgana was carried to the table by a group of women, and shackles were tied to her hands and feet. During this period, she was taken advantage of by countless beauties.

"Don't be afraid, dear." When the table was turned and Morgana was tied to the raised table top in a large font, Angela climbed over on her knees and kissed Morgana's toes greedily, " The great Son of the Mother Goddess will awaken your desire for joy, and then we will be able to be happy together." Morgana looked at the Son of the Mother Goddess and said to herself, "He wants to awaken my feelings? Well... let him try try it

now..."

If this demon can awaken the feeling that Morgana has been silent for so long, then she might as well let him try.

I saw that the son of the mother **** was surrounded by countless beauties who were alluring and alluring. They were scantily clad and debauched, breathing the air around him frantically as if they were smelling some kind of drug.

I saw him take off his clothes, revealing a strong body, which looked no different from mortals, but it made the women even more crazy. They fanatically wanted to get close to the son of the mother goddess, but they didn't dare.

"Angel, Perona, Laura, Xiang Ning, Shanapova, Kandu Erni." The Son of the Mother God gave the order, "You guys, help Morgana get some foreplay first."

"Yes." The beauties who were named by the Mother of God's Son crowded around Morgana and began to lick every part of her body, especially the sensitive parts of her neck, nipples, private parts, navel, and soles of her feet.

Morgana only felt that there were a lot of wet, slippery and warm tongues moving around her body, and some tongues even got into her private parts to lick, but so many beauties were pleasing her, she still didn't feel it. Feel something special.

Angel is still a mage. She used the floating technique to occupy Morgana's face. While kissing and licking Morgana's cheek, she asked in a low voice, "Morgana, is your first kiss still there?"

Morgana didn't expect Angel to suddenly ask this question, she said the truth: "Yes."

"Then I'll save your first kiss for you." Angel smiled, "You can give it to the person you like in the future."

Morgana didn't know how to respond to Angel's kindness. She didn't think a kiss was important, so she could only say "um".

On the other side, the son of the mother goddess has been surrounded by countless beauties and casually grabbed an Ionian tear-mole beauty wearing a hollow transparent black cheongsam, and had sex. Wherever that beauty is placed, it will be the existence of the stars holding the moon, But now, he obediently raised his beautiful buttocks, catering to the impact of his master, and let out a tingling panting, the originally gentle and demure face has indeed turned into a wild state with tongue out and drooling.

The son of the mother goddess held a short whip in his hand, and mercilessly whipped the buttocks of the beauty with tears moles. The voice was very clear, and it was obviously a heavy hand. The white buttocks were beaten red, but the beauty with tears moles On the contrary, it was more exciting, and the action was getting faster and faster.

"House of Pleasure worships the pleasures and pains of the flesh... as expected..." Morgana didn't quite understand why the beauty with tears moles could be both painful and happy. Even though Morgana had not felt anything for a long time, she still remembered Pain and pleasure should be two contradictory emotions.

The beauty with tears mole quickly lost her persistence and was defeated. After a violent tremor all over her body, she slumped for a thousand miles, and finally collapsed to the ground, with only the ability to breathe.

The beauty with tear mole was carried away, and the son of the mother goddess casually grabbed a tall antler Vastaya beauty and had **** with it. The powerful Vastaya antler beauty has a very fit body, and her muscular lines and female curves are perfectly combined. , but still lost his armor and armor under the attack of the son of the mother goddess, and ended up with the same fate as the beauty of the tear mole.

Because there are so many beauties around, the son of the mother goddess basically doesn't even look at it, just grabs a person and does it. Then, the son of the mother goddess is lucky to have a Noxian female general in military uniform, with a head on his head. The crown princess of the small country, a petite brown-skinned Shurima dancer, a Vastaya half-snake girl with a very flexible water snake waist, and finally a pair of Demacian noble mother and daughter flowers.

At this time, Morgana had been licked so that every part of her body was wet and shiny, and the **** of the son of the mother goddess was also covered with the lustful honey of many beauties.

"I made you wait for a long time." The son of the mother goddess walked in front of Morgana, let, reached out and touched her lower body, and then the ink pattern on the mask suddenly turned into a furious beast, "You guys have been doing it for so long. Didn't make her react?"

The women who licked Morgana knelt down beside the son of the mother goddess, trembling like chickens with fear,

Angel, who is a cadre, timidly said: "Please atone...I...we have done our best..."

"Dare to argue!" The son of the mother goddess raised the short whip and slammed it down on Angel's back.

"Wait!" Morgana said suddenly.

The movement of the Son of the Mother God stopped, he turned to look at Morgana, and the pattern on the mask kept changing.

The beauties were terrified. They had never seen anyone who dared to speak to the son of the mother goddess like this, or even thought about it. The son of the mother goddess was the supreme and undeniable existence in their hearts.

Morgana's face was calm, she knew that she might have violated the taboo of the House of Pleasure, but she was not afraid of the son of the mother goddess punishing her, at least to keep Angel from harm.

"Are you interceding for her?" The son of the mother **** tilted his head, and the mask's expression turned into a smirk, "That's good, then you will be punished for her."

The short whip in the mother's son's hand suddenly became longer and turned into a long whip with barbs.

The son of the mother **** slapped Morgana fiercely, and some timid women even closed their eyes and dared not look at it.

The whip slapped Morgana loudly, but it didn't open the skin as she imagined, but left a slightly darker red mark.

Of course, Morgana wouldn't be hurt by a whip. She is not an extraordinary person, and there are very few things that can hurt her.

Everyone was stunned, only the son of the mother **** laughed: "Hahaha, it's not easy to look at this newcomer."

Morgana was speechless. The Son of the Mother God must have seen that she was not an ordinary person, but he didn't seem to have any reaction. Morgana still decided not to stand against me. However, Morgana will almost certainly fall into a disadvantage.

The short whip in the mother's son's hand disappeared, and he came over to squeeze Morgana's chin, his face close to her: "I really like you more and more, you will become my most special collection."

After speaking, the son of the mother **** stabbed his avatar into Morgana's body.

Morgana's eyes widened.

It wasn't because her virginity was taken away, she didn't feel anything about it.

To her surprise, she felt the pain.

She looked at her lower body, blood was flowing out.

Virgin blood.

Morgana's body is very difficult to hurt, any part is the same, and now, her injury means--

The Son of the Mother God knows her essence.

"How does it feel to lose the first time?" The Son of the Mother God said in a voice that only she could hear beside Morgana's ear, "Justice Protoss, Morgana."

Morgana understood, the son of the mother goddess already knew who she was.

This is a trap.

Morgana's heart beat faster after a long absence.

"Who are you?" Morgana said coldly, not caring that the Son of the Mother God was thrusting into her body.

"Who am I?" The voice of the son of the mother goddess was very low and charming, but it was full of danger. "I am the son of the mother goddess. Let's get along well, Justice Protoss."

Morgana knew that her identity was revealed, and immediately wanted to break free, but she actually found that she couldn't break free.

"Didn't you just make an oath?" Son of the Mother God smiled, "Now, you are my thing and cannot resist me."

"How could that random oath really be effective!" Morgana could be sure that her body was not passively affected by any hands or feet, and there was no magic or anything else restraining her, but she just couldn't resist, and could only let the Son of the Mother God invade.

Although Morgana had no feeling of being violated, the sense of crisis in her heart told her that she couldn't go on like this.

"Could it be..." Morgana gritted her teeth, she really didn't want to use that kind of power.

The kind of power she hates.

But this is the end, and she is no longer there.

Morgana made a sound of chains behind her shoulder blades.

Amid the shocked gazes of everyone, one pair, two pairs, and three pairs of black wings spread out from behind her, and the heavy chains that originally tied her wings were completely loosened.

At this time, Morgana was no longer like a human's eyes emitting a strong light, and countless dark flames burned on her body.

That gesture was like a god.

Before the girls could regain their senses, a strong shock wave exploded, pushing everyone away, even the son of the mother goddess.

When everyone stood up, a large hole had been burned on the floor where Morgana was originally located by the flames with strong erosive power, and Morgana disappeared without a trace, only the heavy chains that fell from the ground were still hanging.

Hanging on the edge of the big hole.

"Mother... the son of the mother goddess?" Angel murmured as she looked at her master, "The pitch-black six-wing... Could she be..."

The big hand of the son of the mother goddess placed Angel's head and touched it gently. The pattern on the mask turned into a frivolous beating flame: "Don't worry about Angel, even if she is a god, she is already unable to fly."

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The pure white six-wing is the symbol of the guardian deity of flying wings.

Folklore has always been that the mysterious veil lady is likely to be the sister of the winged patron saint, and she has lacquer

Black six wings.

- Demacian Mythology Scholar

Chapter eight hundred and thirty sixth deep in the claws

Morgana burned through countless floors in the castle and fell to the ground.

It wasn't that Morgana didn't want to flutter her wings and fly away, but she hadn't flown for so long, she had forgotten how to flap the wings behind her.