All limbs are weak and desperate. The pain of difficult labor and the pain of being forced by others are dizzy in my mind, as if I had returned to that terrible night. How much screams and howling in bed are ineffective. Finally,
All that brings is death!
Death and despair!
Deposed and stay away!
Benevolence is broken, and the beauty is haggard!
She hated the fact that she was a woman so much, and hated her body that could only be forced!
I can't resist, so I give up in despair and completely despair, as if life has reached the end of despair!
Let him do evil!
Do whatever he wants!
He was even more unscrupulous and relaxed his imprisonment on her, and only lingered in his familiar body - so many days of love, how could he not know the way she was most used to?
That was the way to please her - I hope she was happy, and I hope it was the joy of a real husband-and-wife ritual.
Instead of just venting after abstinence.
His voice was like a magnet, so soft that it seemed to suck out the soul of a human being: "Little thing... I like you... I really like it..."
His hands wandered down, rubbed against her smooth shoulders, and then down...
Such a smooth feeling, a beautiful feeling.
It is more eager than when you desire the most, and more enchanting than when you feel the most.
He was completely lost in himself.
She closed her eyes completely, and it was a feeling of despair.
It seemed as if the pain of the Rikasa Temple that day - an undepressed and uncontrollable pain. It could only be played with by him, and if he wanted to get it, he would abandon it.
Whether it is the palace or the temple, the world is the world of His Majesty the Northern Emperor.
Toys, he is his toy.
A tear fell.
In his kiss, it turned into salty.
He was stunned and let go.
In this relaxation, she suddenly felt relaxed, and she turned over and slapped her in the face without thinking.