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World Of Lust, Reincarnated in another world with mind control powers

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18+ HAREM With Some ###### Ren was a 18-year-old boy who lived with his father in a broken-down house. He was struggling with poverty. One day, while he was returning home with his hard-earned money, a speeding car hit him, and he died. Then, he was reincarnated in another world where he received powers, and that world was filled with adult content. Ren Gained mind control powers,which allow him to control any lady or girl and have sex with them. If someone Did not obey his command, Ren seed would enter them. Without Their permission. NAME- (REN) AGE- 18 Power- Mind Control, Cursed power, Most powerful. DEVIL CLASS - There are many devils living in this world who kill and eat normal humans. Ren has to kill those devils, drink their blood and take out the blue crystal from inside the bodies of those devils. His penis is related to devil blood,His penis will not become erect until he kills the devil and drinks his blood. He has to complete dangerous missions. Ohh YEHHH... This monster has four breasts and looks terrifying, but I will control it. This is a story of banging women all the time, and lots of them. (BECOME MY SERVENT) "OK MASTER" Take off your cloth and bend down" keep your tissue with you. From 60 to 70 chapters we will learn about the creation of the new world and about the characters in it. You may find the first 70 chapters boring. But you will enjoy reading it and after 70 chapters you will read the story with great interest because you will not be able to leave it. The grammar may be a bit off in the beginning chapters but it is definitely worth reading. milf-smut-harem-mature-anal-BDSM-threesome-foursome.
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