My Lusty Wicked Degenerate System-Chapter 17: Feeding The Ghost Baby

The person who cast the evil spell must have explained it to her, warned her repeatedly, and told her clearly what the consequences would be.

Faye, who was crying just now, suddenly looked pale, sat up, and said in panic, "Quick, give me back the bowl."

Walker sat on the bed and avoided her. He made a shushing gesture and said, "Teacher Faye, please keep your voice down. It would be bad if you wake up your child. Besides, your husband is still unconscious on the ground. Don't make so much noise."

Faye was so anxious that she was about to cry again. She grabbed Walker's legs and begged, "Teacher, please give the bowl back to me. If i don't feed it, I will be worse than death. Please."

"Take it off!!"

Faye suspected that she had heard it wrong. Walker just looked at her with a smile without saying anything.

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At the critical moment of life and death, Faye gritted her teeth and quickly took off her clothes. She was so flustered that she even broke the rope of her suspenders. She didn't care about shame and quickly took off her suspender pajamas.

A pair of full breasts almost bounced out, at least D size, perfectly hemispherical in shape, very plump and smooth, the areola was so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the tiny nipples were the same size as soybeans, and as bright a color as roses.

Her belly was flat with no visible fat, and a pair of white lace panties protected her most private area. She studied music and also liked dancing, so she had a particularly good figure with long legs, which was in no way inferior to young and beautiful models.

After all, she was an official's wife, and she took very good care of herself. Her skin was white and flawless, as tender as a peeled egg.

Walker felt his throat getting hot, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab one of her breasts and squeeze it, panting heavily and saying, "Teacher, you've taken really good care of yourself. You still have milk after giving birth for so many years. Let me check it out."

After saying that, Walker pinched her nipple. Faye shivered in pain but did not dare to resist. A drop of beautiful milk like milk slowly squeezed out of her bright red little nipple.

"Teacher, how come you still have milk, haha!" Walker let the milk drip onto the bed and continued to rub her breasts, enjoying the unique touch.

Both had the same full breasts but different flavors. Lana's was as soft as a water ball, while Faye's had a bit of the elasticity of a sports lover. Although they were a little smaller than others, they both had their own unique feel.

"Please, let me take care of it first. I don't want to die." Faye was very anxious.

Her breasts were being molested wantonly, but she had no time to be shy because the ghost baby next to her was staring at her hungrily. This dirty thing was a little angry because of hunger, and it kept opening its mouth and circling the small bowl, seeming to be getting irritable.

Walker held her in his arms, let her face away from him, and enjoyed the beauty of her smooth skin against his chest. He grabbed her breasts with both hands and began to knead them.

The small bowl was placed in front of her. Faye didn't care about shame anymore and moved her body instinctively, but Walker was naughty and kept rubbing her beautiful breasts. Milk slowly dripped from her nipples, but all of it fell on the bed and didn't fall into the bowl.

Next to the small bowl, the ghost baby became restless due to hunger, opening its mouth as if shouting something but no sound came out. It was impossible for a baby to have teeth in its mouth, but some sharp fangs had grown out of the ghost baby's mouth visibly.

The Gu Master had warned that when a ghost child grew teeth, it was a sign that he would begin to retaliate against his ghost mother.

Seeing the ghost boy's eyes gradually turning red, Faye was so scared that tears started streaming down her face. She completely ignored Walker's obscene actions and cried for mercy, "Please, quickly drop some milk into the bowl, or it will kill me..."

Walker smiled and ignored her frightened struggle, and asked, "Teacher Faye, you are very sensitive. Tell me first why you still have milk now?"

Surrounded by the masculine scent, the evil laughter ringing in her ears, and the unscrupulous rubbing of her breasts made Faye's body instinctively begin to heat up, and a kind of heat that she had not felt for a long time began to surround her whole body.

But she looked away at the ghost baby with fangs that seemed very irritable, and replied without struggling or crying, "I, I took some hormone drugs and adjusted my body, so I produced milk."

"So that's how it is!" Walker was a little disappointed. It wouldn't have been fun if she wasn't breastfeeding.

"Please, let me feed this thing first. I, I...I don't want to die."

Faye begged desperately, because the ghost baby was looking at it with dissatisfaction. Women are timid by nature, and it was considered extraordinary courage for her not to faint when this dirty thing was so close to her.

Walker smiled and said, "Teacher Faye, I'll help you milk."

"Please squeeze in, please squeeze in, please!" Faye was so anxious that she was about to cry, and she closed her eyes out of fear.

Walker squeezed her D-cup breasts a little roughly with his hands, rubbed them unscrupulously for a few times, then pulled and pressed the small nipple. A stream of milky white milk almost spurted out, forming two thin white lines and shooting into the small bowl.

Faye couldn't help but moan, as if she was relieved, and fell limply into Walker's arms.

The magical thing was that the milk that was shot into the bowl seemed to disappear out of thin air, and the inside of the bowl was still dry. The ghost baby, who had been showing his fangs and claws, gradually became satisfied, yawned, and slowly floated to the head of the unconscious Yakov. After eating and drinking, he fell asleep again.

Faye then opened her eyes cautiously. She was so frightened by the scene that her face turned pale. Then she realized that she was being held in the arms of a strange boy.

Her breasts were played with wantonly. Through the thin nightgown, she could feel the man's cock had become hard, and it was just right against the crack of her buttocks. The playful rubbing made her body soften and she moan.

"You vicious woman, you actually murdered your husband in such a way."

Walker bit her red ear, and couldn't let go of her elastic breasts. He kissed her sweaty white neck, licked her and said, "Dear Teacher Faye, if Yakov knew it was you who did it, would you die a miserable death?"

Faye turned pale at the shock. After a brief moment of shock, her eyes were filled with tenderness and her voice was filled with seductive panting, "I also want to ask, how did this damned guy become your slave?"

"Because he came to me for help, and I have the ability to save his life and help him find out who is harming him. Otherwise, why do you think I am here?" Walker smiled jokingly.

Faye's eyes rolled and she asked tremblingly, "Then, what price will he have to pay to be your slave?"

"I will give everything I have, including his life, his family, and his children all belong to me."

Walker's penis was so hard that it was a little painful. He couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands and kneaded her full and elastic breasts wantonly. The squeezed milk had wet his hands, and he felt a different kind of excitement.

"This bastard..."

Faye gritted her teeth and suddenly fell limply into Walker's arms. She looked at the boy with a seductive look who had a somewhat wicked and handsome smile, and gently pushed Walker to lie on the soft big bed.

After the fear, the woman's instinctive desire was also aroused. She lay directly in Walker's arms, her small hands gently stroking the man's firm chest muscles, and said with emotion: "In this case, then I am also your female slave. Master, do you think i have a good figure?"

"Not bad, better than I thought. I've wanted to fuck you since you were a music teacher."

Walker smiled meaningfully, grabbed her plump and round buttocks with both hands, and rubbed them wantonly, praising: "Your butt is really perky, it seems that you have persisted in practicing dance all these years."

"Yes, Master!"

Faye moaned softly, looked at Walker with seductive eyes, slowly took off Walker's clothes with both hands, and panted softly, "Master, what's the point of having this loser as a slave? You should have a female slave. I can do what he can't do. As long as you let me go, I promise to make you comfortable."

"That's interesting. I'll let you go and tell me what you mean." Walker's expression was a little playful.

Faye was at an age when she was as vigorous as a wolf. Her breathing became disordered when she saw the extremely masculine male body.

She lowered her head and began to kiss the man's strong chest muscles. She said in a trembling voice, "Master, as long as you are willing to help me, I am willing to give everything for you. I only ask you not to expose me."

"Interesting, colluding with a vicious woman like you who wants to kill her husband, interesting, interesting, haha."

Walker suddenly had evil desires and said with a joking smile, "Then I'm in a difficult situation. Your husband knelt down in front of me and begged me to save his life and help him find the murderer. You want me to break my promise."

"This is a despicable man who bullies the weak and fears the strong!"

Faye took a fierce look at Yakov who had fainted on the ground, her eyes full of hatred and a bit of fear.

She turned around and grabbed Walker's hand and put it on her breast again, begging in a coquettish voice, "Master, what's the point of having a man as a slave? You should choose me. I can serve you very comfortably."

"Besides, I am your teacher. From now on, I can put on my uniform and accompany you to the classroom so that you can play as much as you want."

Walker was moved by what he heard. When he was young and frivolous, he had seen such a beautiful teacher and naturally fantasized about pressing her on the podium and fucking her hard countless times.

"Master, you must be very eager for it. Your penis is hard and throbbing again."

Faye said this with a seductive look in her eyes, her delicate hand already touching the man's penis through his pants, exclaiming: "Master, your penis is so big, and it's thick and hard."

The wife of an official who was pampered and well-off, the elegant music teacher, who was once his dream lover, uttered such vulgar words, which made Walker feel uncontrollable excitement.

"I didn't realize that Teacher Faye is such a slut." Walker hummed comfortably and teased, "Your husband is right next to you, do you really want to cuckold him?"

"Haha, I'm only excited when he's around."

Faye looked at Walker seductively, licking her lips seductively and said, "This loser is not even half the size of his master, he is as soft as a rice worm, he can't even get hard after taking medicine, and he is still looking for women outside. It's really shameful."

Her eyes were full of contempt, hatred, and even disgust, but the temptation at this moment was not just to save her life. This young and masculine body also made her uncontrollable restlessness at her age.