Chapter 204 – -203- An Ordinary Weekend of Blood Swordsmen Starting With Incestuous Mating ♥ (1)

“Blood Swordsman, Ryu Ji-woon”

“Meet the teacher”

Late at night, when the religious leader said he was looking for him, he hurriedly dressed up and went to know him.

‘I can’t believe the headmaster remembers my name…’

“Whoops, how do you make that face?” The teacher looked at me with a benevolent expression and said,

“Ah… It’s because I’m impressed that the headmaster remembers my name.”

“That’s a stupid question. How can you forget the blood swordsman she forged herself?”

“Professor…”

I remembered the day, 10 years ago, when his father was being chased by all sorts of vengeance demons after learning magic and being designated as a Moorim official.

Even when he shouted that he didn’t know about his father’s work, that he had left home for several years, that he was only worse than others, and that there was no need to get caught up in revenge, even his sister, who was still a child, no one listened.

The famous and righteous nobles of the political faction turned away from us, spitting brazen nonsense that they could not stop a just revenge.

What a fair silver dollar! It was just an excuse because the revenge demons were renowned masters of the political faction.

Even if you lend a helping hand, once you know the identity of your public father, you will be beaten up and kicked out.

It was the teacher who saved us, who were wandering around like bupyeongcho, and our family, who was on the verge of being driven to death by multiple demons, from a crisis.

We were abandoned by Murim, but the Blood Bridge warmly embraced us.

In order to repay the grace of the Blood Religion, her sister and I tried to join the blood count.

Unfortunately, her younger sister was eliminated due to lack of talent, but thanks to my decent level of talent, I was able to qualify for the Blood Sword Corps, the direct subordinate of the headmaster.

After rigorous selection and rigorous training directed by the headmaster himself, I was able to enter the position of an honorable blood swordsman.

‘If it’s for the sake of the headmaster…Anything…!’

Carrying my loyalty to the headmaster deep in my heart, I knelt down and waited for the headmaster’s command.

“… Original daughter, can she do one nasty thing to you?”

After a while, the teacher asked me a strange question.

“…Are you… Serious?”

I was a little taken aback by the unusual form of the command, but I calmly gave the correct answer.

“All the members of the Blood Swordsman are like the priest’s limbs, so why do you ask for a doctor?”

It was an answer based on infinite trust and faith.

“Whatever you command me, I will do it”

The Sun of Blood Religion, the religious leader, has never forsaken the church members.

“Then…I’m sorry ♥” After hearing my answer, the head teacher trembled and approached me one step at a time.

‘…Something, I feel uneasy…’

It was while concentrating on the red blood that looked menacing even at first sight.

“…Don’t resist”

With a different expression than usual, I’m afraid of those eyes half mixed with sorry and anticipation. I almost instinctively backed off.

It was an extremely common sense yet instinctive judgment that said, ‘You mustn’t fall for that technique’.

‘…What are you thinking’

Suppressing my instincts with faith in the religion, I entrusted myself to the master’s technique.

I suppressed the energy to protect the Sangdanjeon, and maintained a defenseless state so that the master’s internal energy could completely dominate me.

“…Haa…I’m the only one who believes in it…♥ This♥ is dope…♥”

Smiling with an evil expression, the headmaster placed his hand on my head.

“…Sir…?”

“…Hush♥ Shut up…♥”

In an instant, I was stricken with blood, and I couldn’t even move my eyes. Somehow, I was terrified by the appearance of the principal, who was fundamentally different from before, but I endured it with superhuman patience.

‘A new method of loyalty test…What is this…?’

With his breathing getting faster and faster, the teacher spoke in a panic.

“Huh… My master♥ said to prove that I’ve changed, to change the daily life of my beloved follower into a mess♥”

“…”

‘A master, do you mean that there is someone in the school that the headmaster would call an owner? The one who mocks even the emperor as a false ruler?”

Despite the creeping anxiety, I couldn’t do anything.

“You ♥ was a believer with great devotion to your family ♥ whooping ♥ the owner ♥ wants that devotion to be rewarded in a special way ♥”

Staring at me with bloodshot eyes, the blood demon flinched and cast a spell on me.

‘What is this…’

Memories with family pass by like a kaleidoscope.

No, it doesn’t pass, it mixes with bad things.

“Sleep soundly♥ When you wake up, the original girl will prepare a present for you♥”

The last thing I felt in my blurred reason was the blood flow to the lower part of my body.

***

“…Keuhhehe! Teacher!”

“Are you awake?”

“Here, so… Um, you showed ugliness” Recalls the memory before passing out.

I’m sure… I’ve been the test subject of the headmaster’s new mind attack.

“Whoops, how is it? Her original daughter’s attack”

“It’s embarrassing, but honestly, I don’t even know what happened.”

The headmaster smiled and ordered me to rest, saying that I had worked hard.

At least until this weekend is over, have a good rest with your family.

“Your family, the original daughterI took care of it.It will probably be a pleasant vacation♥”

“Professor…”

To think that the headteacher cared for the believers like this… A calm feeling soaked her body.

… By the way, the expression that she took care of her, would you mean taking care of her incorrectly?

I went back to the house where my family was waiting for me and took a good rest as the headmaster said.

Looking forward to a weekend with the family…

***

“Son…? Are you awake?”

It was my mother Hwang Bo-yoon who woke me up from a sound sleep.

She said hello to me in her usual homely outfit.

Those who are not familiar with the rules of the Blood Cult’s pure-blooded sword squad may ask why he treats his son in a vulgar costume.

How could she enter her grown-up son’s room without wearing a single piece of underwear, wearing clothes with neatly cut breasts like those made by a seamstress suffering from dementia?

That’s stupid. According to the rules of the Pureblood Sword Corps, since you are a female before you are a family member, isn’t seduction the goal?

As the man in charge of the household after my father left, I had an obligation to quench her mother’s lust.

Isn’t there a law of filial piety even to the blood followers who are cursed at in the secular world?

It was she, crawling to me on all fours, flaunting her saggy breasts for her age.

“Huh, my mom tried to wake her up by sucking on the side of her pepper, but she woke up? Are you hungry? Do you want to cook?”

The daily conversation of my mother, who is always friendly, relieved the tension accumulated yesterday.

“No, it’s fine.” Instead of greeting her, she massaged her breasts, dissolving her fatigue.

“Whoops, Ji-woon can do as he pleases ♥ Her mother’s breasts are always open for her Ji-woon ♥”

Without hesitation, I shoved her blood-drenched erect penis between my mother’s breasts.

She eagerly gathered the saggy breasts with her hands, and served with the hydraulic pressure squeezing the prick.

“How is your son♥? Should I tighten it harder?♥”

“No, I think it’s just fine.”

Pressing down on her nipples, which were stiffer than before, he praised her mother for her poor service.

I don’t know why I’m clumsy like I’m doing it for the first time since I’ve already been volunteering for over 10 years.

How to say, it was like seeing a person who knew everything in his head, but seemed to be the first to actually take action.

…Well, I’m actually thinking like this, but today’s act is awkward as if it’s the first time I’m receiving it.

“You’ve worked hard for a week♥ in mom’s milk pussy♥ make sure you pack all the semen accumulated over the week♥ son♥”

“I’m sorry…”

Kissing the prick sticking out between her breastbones with a shy expression, she rubbed her breasts vigorously.

Every time I heard words emphasizing the relationship between ‘mother’ and ‘son’, a sense of immorality came up.

In the end, I scattered the semen I had collected on my mother’s breasts.

The semen that had gathered along her breastbone gathered her breasts before falling to the floor and got up.

“This ♥ tell me in advance if it’s going to be cheap ♥ how annoying it is to wash the blankets ♥”

After collecting the semen into her breasts, she stood up and said, falling off the covers and clearing her semen.

“From now on, please wrap all of this in your mom’s mouth♥”

After the ceremonial morning service, when the libido had subsided, I began to feel hungry.

“Are you hungry? Mommy has eaten, so she can eat the breakfast she prepared.”

As she sat down at the table and ate somen noodles with pickled plums, her mother returned to her seat.

That is, the place where the female should be during the meal.

My mother crawled under her table and took off my pants again.

“Son♥ focus on eating♥ don’t mind mom eating snacks♥”

“Come on ♥”

After ejaculation, the shrunken son’s cock was put in her mouth and rolled.

“Naleum♥ Jook♥ Churup♥”

With a face half mixed with maternal love and vulgar sexual desire, she greedily devours cock.

“Hehe…*Jjook♥*…He’s healthy♥ My son♥”

To her devoted service, her healthy body responds once again.

Licking her son’s grown cock in her mother’s mouth, she brought her large breasts back to her breasts.

It felt good to feel her moist nipples against her thighs, as if the milk hadn’t stopped yet.

She was so lavishly served that she used both her milk pussy and her mouth pussy, so she didn’t even know if her face was going down her mouth or down her nose.

Again, she was the mother who served her meals, massaging her son’s penis with plenty of love and massaging it with her lips.

The sight of her closing her eyes and indulging her son’s cock with her tongue, as if eating the finest delicacies, was a desirable image of a pure-blooded mother.

It is a great motherhood that cannot be contained in the old morals of the political faction.

“…Are you that good?”

“…Nyehe…Your son’s cock ♥ Mahiseul Hyo-oh…♥”

Perhaps her masochistic lust was ignited, and after drinking a little of her semen, she used to show respect to her son.

As if advertising ‘I’m an incestuous widow ♥’, the proof was that she started to play with my cock while saying ‘son♥ cock♥’.

“Huh, if a man is hungry like this, why don’t you remarry?”

“Annie Hyo…♥ *Cheup* Bo-yun doesn’t see it♥ Because it’s for his son only♥ Incestuous copulation♥ *Nice* Because it feels so good♥ *side* You can’t remarry♥”

Pampering her with her curly tongue, she was filthy and leaving her mark on his cock.

Occasionally, unable to overcome her excitement, she moved her head and pounded beans and beans on her desk while continuing to serve vigorously.

Just like this, she laid her mother on the table and tried to return to her mother’s womb. A cold voice came from behind.

“…Now, what are you doing? Mom?”

Rubbing her eyes with her messy hair, my sister came out into the kitchen and glared at the two of us with a bloodless pale expression.