Chapter 1670: Angels and Demons (70)

If it is to touch the wings...
This is really a fun thing.
The dawn of the teenager slipped through the person in front of him.
Her bathrobes landed, the skin in the night was so thrilling, the fingers stroked his wings, and slowly stroked along the lines of the feathers, causing the teenager to take a slight gasp. He picked up the ice blue eyes and the voice was dark. Dumb, softly muttered: "I just came back..."
Just come back and do something to touch the wings?
He had only wanted to hold her silently for a while.
But... well.
... He also likes it very much.
The young man was slightly helpless, and he was still lying with his pet, and his long silver hair was poured on the bed.
He raised his hand to cover the pure ice and blue eyes, and tried to spread his own curled wings. In the sense of pleasure and shyness, the feathers seemed to shyly tremble, with a holy glow and pure innocence.
"Is it very comfortable?" The girl gently fell on him, his fingertips slowly grasped each piece of feathers, pinching the tip of the feathers lightly and unduly, the little angel's twilight gradually became a little lost, and the white cheeks were dyed deep and shallow. Shallow blush, gazing at her with a pitiful expression.
"Not comfortable." The cold and soft voice was hoarse because of lust, and the angels succumbed, "Uncomfortable."
The princess smiled slightly.
"It won't be bad soon."
She leaned over, her fingertips untied her clothes, her fingers in the light of the young boy, all the way down, the lips biting on the neck of the angel's slender, then kissed the chin and kissed each other. Thin lips.
The thin red lips of the blush were blocked, and there was no gasping under the sigh. The young boy was smashing his eyes and blue eyes. This is really like a terrible shackle, and the twilight trembles slightly.
"Hey..." He wanted to stop his face and stop the kind of confusing action, but the wings were held by the other side, his body was weak, and the angels helped the ice and silver eyelashes with helplessness. all.
Yu Chu saw the white tip of the young white blush, covered in a beautiful silver hair like a moonlight.
She slightly left the other's thin lips, and the angel looked at her silently, and she was in love.
And this time, Yu Chu has been a little tired, she silently, unable to admit: "I have no strength ... or you come?"
Just a little angel seems to always want to push her back.
Yu Chu thought that he said that he had no strength, and the other party might refuse to proceed.
However, the young man rubbed his eyes and his ears were red. He lifted his white fingers, took the girl's waist, and re-enclosed her with the white wings. The voice was dull and soft: "...What do I do?"
"..."
In the moonlight, under the huge castle lattice window, the white wings of the angel surround the two, the girl is weakly climbing the neck of the angel, the long blond hair is moving with the slightest movement, like the waves of water gently spread, and the broken sound gradually Can't hold back, she bites the other's wings.
Juvenile soft road: "Hey... don't bite."
The princess looked at him with tears.
The angel looked back quietly, suddenly licking his head, the ice blue shackles, the was slightly suppressed by the purity of the angel, he softly said: "Are you tired?"
Yu Chu nodded nodded immediately.
The teenager's white fingertips caught her waist, and the voice was low and cold. "...I have two forms."
The princess was round and round.
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