ps1: To be honest, I am considering whether to be super god... Ahem, stop when it's time to stop... I always feel that if this continues, I will follow the footsteps of BreadKI and Gang DaKI... I'd better start preparing to fall in love and kill each other for the second shot.

ps2: I think if I kill three times, the description of about 20,000 words of h should be worthy of everyone’s rewards - after all, after this battle, my priceless innocence has lost a lot of money as my integrity passes!

ps3: Day... I always think I can go to sis or **********... Everyone, is there any place to write h-edits that can bring economic benefits? Don't look at me with that look, they're just asking!

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I thought it was a weak young man, but I didn't expect it to be a dark horse... Noel and Svia sighed in their hearts.

Compared with the two young knights, this magic weapon assassin of the Gate of Judgment needs to be a body without a body, knowledge without knowledge. He does not have Sivia's breasts that break through the sky, nor does Noel's knowledge of reading H books, but...

What's going on with this body that can be used in any difficult position and can't be damaged no matter how you play it, your mouth teeth!

This is definitely the most intense battle tonight, no one. If you say that when you are doing it with Svia, you are extremely happy and sweet, and when you are doing it with Noel in a gorgeous costume, you are both beautiful and comfortable, then when you are with Cecilia, you are fresh and unrestrained, with your blood boiling, sweating profusely, and you are full of energy.

Noel and Svia held their breath and watched the rare battle, the battlefield was under the bed.

Caesar stood on the open space one meter to the right of the bed. The flower carpet laid on the ground was warm and soft. His powerful arms were now holding the roots of two snow-white thighs. One big hand tightly hugged the girl's snow-white and slender waist, and the other hand was placed on the girl's delicate buttocks, slowly kneading the tender flesh on her buttocks.

From the perspective of the two girls, a snow-white figure was facing them, with long golden hair hanging down to a snow-white vest with natural curves. The slender waist set off the plump buttocks, as seductive as snow-white peaches. The snow-white ** was tightly placed around Caesar's waist, and his legs were hanging in the air. Crossed behind Caesar, the inner white thighs tightly pressed against the man's waist, while the snow-white arms wrapped around his neck, and the whole body hung on the man's body like a monkey climbing a tree. It also looked like a cute koala, as if the only focus of the whole body was Caesar's columnar weapon that had penetrated into the girl's valley.

Caesar hugged the girl in this strange position, while Cecilia's body was hanging in the air, and she could only wrap around Caesar's body in an octopus-like position to maintain the stability of her body. Caesar hugged the girl and kept walking on the ground in the bedroom. The hot weapons were inserted into the girl's flower path, and went in and out with the shaking of the two of them. Occasionally, Caesar would smirk and dance twice, and the weapons broke into the girl's flower path more powerfully. With the shy humming, the girl's snow-white buttocks and the breasts exposed from the side would dance up and down with the movement.

After playing like this for more than ten minutes, Caesar, who was a little tired, squatted down slightly, posing as a horse stance, and then began to thrust upwards. He pushed his body hard, and the hot weapons continued to penetrate deeper into the girl's depths with his movements. As his movements became more intense, the girl's blonde hair began to sway. Her chest also bounced more violently, and the two of them were squeezing and colliding. The compressed air was also constantly released with a sound of slapping...

...Caesar's body was still not sweating, but the girl's girl had already sweated profusely. Her breasts were covered with sweat beads, and they squeezed against Caesar's chest. Her cute breasts kept sliding with the wetness of sweat. Caesar and the girl kissed each other, their tongues intertwined, or kissed each other's faces.

Caesar is no longer satisfied with simply raising his head. His arms began to force, lifting the girl's body upwards, and then putting it down. As he tumbling up and down, the beautiful peaks on the girl's chest also swayed due to the constant ups and downs, making people dazzled. If Cecilia exerted the flexibility of the assassin to the extreme, then the barbarian interpreted his power to the peak, and lifted the weight and flew up and down. In the vigorous movement, Cecilia was afraid.

After accidentally falling, she could only wrap her slender and delicate thighs tightly around Caesar's waist more vigorously. Feeling the girl's round and delicate thighs, Caesar's movements became more and more rapid. The pillars of the weapon rubbed against the tenderness in the girl's flower path. The numb pleasure made her release the love in her heart more and more intensely. The girl's juice flooded out like a dam, dropping on the carpet, bringing more strong fragrance and **... The girl's voice rose and moaned loudly.

The two slender and smooth thighs kept shaking, tightly clamping Caesar's waist, and the snow-white jade arms tightly clasped Caesar's shoulders, and the nails were embedded in Caesar's back muscles. The girl leaned on Caesar's shoulders weakly, and subconsciously thrust her waist like a semi-coma to meet the man's sprint. Caesar took a deep breath, and suddenly turned her body, and put the girl on the bed.

Cecilia was weak in all limbs, so she had to be manipulated by Caesar. The barbarian asked the girl to hold up her limbs, kneeled on the bed like a puppy, and raised her snow-white buttocks. His hands swept across the girl's body and passed the wonderful valley. The girl's body trembled slowly. She could feel a firm and hot thing rubbing slowly around the flower path, patrolling her. She knew what it was, so she suppressed her shyness, slowly turned her hips, and walked backwards... But Caesar seemed to be teasing her, avoiding the girl's active stroke again and again, teasing her even more violently...

When she finally couldn't stand it and was about to turn back to protest, a powerful force suddenly pushed her, and then her body rushed forward due to inertia. When she realized it, a steaming weapon had entered her body, and an uncontrollable moan rushed out of her seductive little mouth.

With one blow, the columnar weapon drove in, and the huge impact force made the girl's buttocks tremble.

Her head suddenly raised, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, and then she let out a melodious moan.

Caesar held the girl's waist, and before the girl could react, it began to rush quickly and slowly, just like the most experienced rider in the northern prairie, taming the little mother-in-law who was full of sexual strength under her crotch. After a long sprint, the fiery weapons entered and went in and out lightly. Only let the top of the weapons pound back and forth in the flower path, or simply pull out the entire weapon, draw circles at the entrance of the girl's valley, let the girl take the initiative to pull backwards. Tame everything about the girl bit by bit.

Caesar bent down, grabbed the girl's breast with one hand, and moved the girl's lips with the other hand. Cecilia opened her mouth tamely, touching Caesar's fingers. The barbarian stepped on his mare again and began to do the piston movement with force.

She bent her knees and buttocks, she could feel the breathing of Caesar behind her, she could see the amazement in the eyes of the two girls beside her, she did not do anything worse than anyone else, this was the creed she had always believed in. Her legs were trembling, and the familiar feeling suddenly pierced into her heart.

She screamed suddenly, with pleasure, shame, and farewell to her past life. No matter how she defended tonight, in short, when the fiery weapon took away the proof of purity protected by birth, her life had already taken another trajectory... Everything was different, she was no longer a child.

The girl who shouted seemed to be no longer the lady who was as proud as a phoenix. Her original grace and nobility made people have the urge to tear her apart. At this moment, she just succumbed to her desire - she was still kneeling, but just lowered her head slightly. In this way, she could look back from below, the valley of flowers under her body was stretched open, and the fierce weapons were stretching her tender gap, squeezing the tender flesh in the flower path, and the squeezed honey liquid was gushing down, and the white body was shining with a high light of water. She felt the impulse coming from behind, and each impact brought unparalleled happiness, making her desire pour out like a torrent.

The violent impact almost released all her suppressed desires and continued to accumulate at a terrifying speed.

The girl's eyes became brighter and brighter, with a sweet expression on her face. She also gave up her plan to suppress her voice and moaned melodiously. The moan began to echo in the room. She tried hard to lift her snow buttocks, as if she was catering to Caesar's thrusting. Her beautiful breasts were shaken. Even the pink tips were harder than harder. The long-term impact made her unable to hold on.

She gradually lay down on the bed uncontrollably, so that her face was pressed against the bed, and her pretty buttocks were still erected high, and Caesar's hands were holding her waist, which still slowly hit her buttocks.

The man behind her was still pressing against her. The hideous weapons under her crotch were stuck in the center of the woman's buttocks like shackles, firmly controlling her. Caesar bent down, kissed the smooth snow back, licked the fragrant sweat that was oozing, and his tongue seemed to be about to make marks on the girl's back. His wandering hands stopped letting go after catching the pair of plump snow-whites. Such tenderness and smoothness made the chest star tightly, holding them tightly, rubbing their hands constantly, teasing the raised buds.

Crashing the valley, licking the jade back, kneading the breasts, the girl had stopped struggling, no longer resisting, and allowed Caesar to pick it up. The dominance of this snow-white body had long been given up. The barbarians wanted to occupy her whole body. He separated her straight and slender thighs like a frog. This level was easy for the flexible assassin. His impact was getting faster and faster, making a sound of pleasure. The girl's jade hands kept snatching on the bed sheets, as if this could help her resist the joy that surged like a tide. She buried her face tightly in the pillow she grabbed. The fierce impact of the man behind her was like invading her soul with a hot iron, and her body was completely uncontrollable, performing the most faithful conditioned reflex.

She suddenly let out a loud moan, and streams of sister juice poured out from the depths of the flower path, and instantly spilled out from the close part. Her snow-white body trembled violently, her legs trembled, and her hips were trembling. She had reached orgasm. - And Caesar behind her still refused to stop, and continued to impact regularly. The sister juice kept spraying out from the shameful place, wetting the bed sheets, constantly spreading, dyeing a large world map. At this time, the bed was already in a mess...

The ultimate pleasure of her body and the subsequent sense of strength loss made her unable to even maintain her buttocks. She fell on the bed, and even Caesar's weapons slid out, exposed to the air, and the wet and brightness covered with pillars emitted a smug light.

Caesar turned the girl's body over, and the girl's body was already soft on the bed like a pool of mud. The barbarian bent down and enjoyed the girl's beautiful breasts for a while. Then he spread the girl's legs and slowly inserted it on her chest. He liked the joy of fighting under the interaction evenly matched. He also liked the sense of conquest under the suppression of the girl's slight resistance, and liked to toss the girl without any resistance, and softened her on the bed to make him do whatever he wanted... So, when Cecilia didn't want to move a little finger and could only make a light hum like a kitten, Caesar invaded again with greater excitement.

The two of them were pressing each other, and Caesar kneaded the girl's breasts with one hand and pinched the girl's earlobes with the other, and they looked at each other.

Then, the two tacitly stuck out their tongues, met and stirred in the air, tangled and teased. The tips of the tongues pressed each other, licked from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue, overlapped and touched, and rolled together. Caesar thrust his body slightly, slowly and powerfully. Each impact went deep into the deepest area, and the girl continued to tighten the tender flesh of the flower path - for such things. The assassin from the Gate of Judgment was obviously more experienced than Noel - Caesar's weapons were enjoying massages of varying degrees of tightness.

The body sent a signal. Caesar tightened his two snowy breasts and made his last impact, deeply piercing the weapon into the deepest part of the flower path, holding back the flower stamens. The pleasure was extremely pleasant. The top of the weapon jumped one after another, and the volume of the weapon continued to expand. The flower path was stretched tighter, and then the boiling white turbidity surged out.

The hot liquid washed over the girl's flower path and then flew down. It broke into the girl's uterus. It was not until it could no longer be filled that milky white liquid flowed out of the valley. Feeling the torrent's jet, the body was trembling in a daze, feeling the hot heat filled with...

Her moans and moans finally stopped. She lay on the bed in a herringbone shape. The continuous battles exhausted all her physical strength, and beads of sweat filled her body. In addition, her lower abdomen was obviously slightly bulging because a piston blocked the flow of some liquid.

Caesar lay on Cecilia's body, and as usual, sucked the girl's nipples and sucked it slowly, and had a rest. When he noticed the girl's abdomen, Caesar was slightly stunned, and then reacted. He smiled badly, and then pulled his body outwards. At this moment, Cecilia had no strength to speak.

The girl's buttocks vibrated again. As the weapon was pulled out, the white liquid seemed to have found an outlet and leaked out like a torrent. A misty wave passed through Cecilia's eyes again, and her body trembled again. The milky white stream in the valley carried some transparent liquid. It was obvious that the girl reached a small orgasm again.

Caesar looked at his masterpiece in front of him. The woman who was completely conquered fell on the bed, motionless, her perfect face was covered with flush, her lower abdomen slightly shaking, her thighs occasionally trembled, the pink portal of the flower path was a little red and swollen, slowly opening and closing, and a continuous stream of milky white liquid was flowing out of the flowers...

A large map of the mainland was wet on the bed sheets, like a graffiti of a naughty child.

A woman lying on the bed, as if she was asleep, naked. Her naked body outlined graceful curves. Her breasts had just a perfectly delicate and plump face. The slightly trembling pink top was small and tempting, making people move their index fingers. Her legs were put together in an attractive posture, as if inviting others to enter. Her face was mixed with satisfaction and shyness, which made everyone fall into madness and wished to give her everything in the world.

A man was fiddling with the girl's weak body with great enthusiasm, just like a lion teasing his food for the last time before a meal. The girl's body was not covered with inches, and the only ornament was the blue earrings on her ears.

Then the man straightened his waist and rubbed the weak weapon stained with the girl's juice and the old juice on the girl's chest twice, and then sent it to Cecilia's mouth. The girl hesitated for a moment and opened her mouth to swallow it.

Caesar, who used the girl's mouth to clean the weapon, swung his waist happily. The girl's tongue was sucking skillfully and carefully. Her tongue was sucking it out. Her tongue was pushing open the small mouth at the top of the weapon, pressing out the last drop of liquid. Her mouth tightened as much as possible, pressing and massage the things that brought her supreme happiness before. He kneaded the girl's breasts, grinding his fingers with tender buds, squinting his eyes, feeling that the little fatigue after the ejaculation was slowly fading away in the girl's love and service.

Above the sheet, a little bright red plum blossoms bloom, which is a sign of complete possession.

At this point, the three killing achievements were completely achieved.

The thirsty gun became more and more satisfied after drinking the girl's juice and blood. However, the matter was not over and the battle had not ended yet. The endless night sang the girl's faint sorrow and a little happiness. Caesar pulled out his weapons, was full of confidence, and then looked around. He looked at the two girls who had been kneeling beside him and watched the battle, and smiled softly.

A little gun is like a dragon. (To be continued...)

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