Seeing Yuan Feiyu twisting violently, he really didn't want to continue, with a panic expression on his face. Di Jiye couldn't help but wonder if he had any special hobbies in sex when he was a mixed-blood demon. Let's see.
She was so frightened that her face changed color. It was obvious that they both enjoyed doing this.
Di Jiye still clearly remembers Yuan Feiyu's flushed little face and big moist eyes, especially when she reaches the extreme, the soft and tender flesh all over her body is trembling slightly, and she looks nothing special.
Feeling sexy.
And she seems to have a very strong need in this area.
You must know that the golden winged people are also a clan with super endurance among the orcs. Females of most races cannot adapt to their high-intensity requirements, unless they are particularly large, such as the winged tiger clan, dragon clan, lion clan, orc clan.
Among the gods and the like, Yuan Feiyu, who is so small, can bear his love all night long, and becomes more moist and beautiful day by day, and does not look like he is exhausted at all.
Can you imagine...[
He stopped. Except for the first time, he really didn't understand the burden on the female body and did the wrong thing. He had always been more considerate of Yuan Feiyu when it came to warming the nest. He was patient and temperamental, and once
Once again, she tried to calm her fear with her hands and lips.
Yuan Feiyu shook his head. This was something that couldn't be overcome by skills at all. She pointed at Di Jiye's thing with a pale face and gestured to the sky and the ground: "This is too big, my place is too small, I'm sure
No. After you assimilate, you will be much older than before. I will die, I will definitely die, Di Jiye, don’t scare me, please let me go, I’m afraid..."
Di Jiye lowered his head and looked at his place, feeling depressed.
Seeing Di Jiye stop and kneel on both sides of her waist, the big guy pointed straight at her, as if the muzzle of a gun was pointed at her, and after telling her one, two, three, he was pounding
One sound...the game is over!
Yuan Feiyu was frightened by his own imagination, and said ecstatically: "I can help you get it out in other ways, with my hands, I use my hands..."
Nimmy, this guy looks too cruel. He can't use his lower body or his mouth. It seems safer to use his hands. Even if the skin is scratched on his hands, it's better than being killed by his OX.
Di Jiye naturally understood. He could barely accept this statement. Anyway, Yuan Feiyu had just given birth to a baby for him, and he had no intention of getting Yuan Feiyu pregnant again in a short period of time. So, is "seed" a "seed"?
It is no longer important to enter the fields, he wants to see the original flying fish
Is there any new trick? You must know that they have played other tricks before, but Yuan Feiyu was particularly lazy in this matter and did not like to move. What's more, at that time, he was not interested in the matter of "farming".
The "harvest" is equally large, so there is no need to waste "seeds".
Now...
Yuan Feiyu felt a little relieved when he saw that Di Jiye was noncommittal, but he did not continue to move.
Now I sat up, lowered my head, blushed, and worked hard with my hands...
One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four, change your position and do it again!
Pull the carrot, pull the carrot... Oops, pull the carrot, Ouch, I can't pull the carrot!!!
Nima, it’s been so long and you haven’t had the urge to come out yet. My hands are so sore. It’s so hard! Yuan Feiyu really wants to cry.