My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Arthas didn't try harder, but he had suppressed the beautiful body of Frostmourne for a long time.

As if returning to the beginning/night with Jaina, Arthas could no longer restrain the wild desire/look in his heart. He rolled over and pressed Frostmourne under his body.

"the host……"

Frostmourne did not resist at all, she obediently wrapped her hands around Alsace's neck, and her two slender and powerful thighs quietly wrapped around Arthas's body, like a beautiful snake.

"Xiaoshuang..."

Arthas held the chest/mouth on the side of Frostmourne with one hand, although the fullness/swelling was not something he could hold with one hand when he was young.

With an unknown whisper in his mouth, Arthas called the name of Frostmourne, and then slowly bowed his head in the expectant and blurred eyes of the little Demon Sword.

"Well……"

A look of surprise appeared in Frostmourne's eyes, but her mouth had been merely blocked by Arthas.

A simple action by Arthas made Frostmourne wild. Her arms used great strength, making Arthas, who wanted to have a taste of nothing, quickly lost/lost in Frostmourne. Sad, cold and sweet red lips.

The two slender and sturdy thighs of Little Demon Sword also wrapped around Arthas' waist, wishing to drop his whole person on him.(To be continued.)

Chapter 569 What's so beautiful here

Want to know why Frostmourne suddenly got excited?

That's because, this is the first time Arthas actively kissed Frostmourne after she changed into a human form!

Although it usually looks confused, but Frostmourne's memory is very good, and very careful!

Maybe Arthas didn't feel anything, but Frostmourne remembered that he had always offered to kiss Arthas, or touched and touched the owner's body.

Arthas, on the other hand, had never shown too intimate actions towards Frostmourne-at least not between the bed and the fur.

Although this was not the first kiss with the owner, it was Arthas's first kiss to Frostmourne-how could this not be called Frostmourne's heartbeat?

Although Frostmourne is very light, it is also a big burden for Arthas' current body.

The legs that had not been systematically exercised could not support the weight of the two people. Soon Arthas was dragged by Frostmourne and pressed against her.

However, Frostmourne's movements did not stop halfway, her hand stroked Alsace's back, her cold lips sucked/sucked on Alsace's hot lips, her scented tongue was overwhelming in Alsace's mouth. , By the way also brought "a pool of spring water."

As Alsace had guessed, the sweet and cold body fluid in Frostmourne’s wound was an aphrodisiac for Alsace. Alsace gradually felt a fire burning in his body. He had a kind of The sensation of blood puncture.

In fact, somewhere in Alsace's body, his blood was indeed stretched.

Frostmourne, which tightly wrapped her master's thigh, felt the changes in her master's body in her lower abdomen, which made her even more happy, and her excitement/emotional movements became more and more unstoppable.

The intense kiss that lasted more than ten minutes gave Arthas a feeling of suffocation.

But Arthas felt like a drinker at the moment, indulged in the mellow wine, unable to extricate himself, he would rather just suffocate to death like this than loose Frostmourne's lips.

Frostmourne was more emotional than Arthas, but the expressions of the two were completely different-Little Demon Sword took off his long skirt.

Rather than taking it off, it's better to say that the light blue skirt with yellow floral patterns just disappeared.

There is almost no barrier, Arthas touched Frostmourne’s smooth and delicate skin like running water, and an inexplicable fragrance also wafted from Frostmourne’s body, gradually flooding the entire bedroom, bringing Alsa Si Tuantuan surrounded.

Arthas became even crazier, and his hands gradually increased.

Although I was still working hard not to hurt Frostmourne, the soft ball was constantly changing shape in Alsace's hands, and bursts of violent gasps came out of Frostmourne's mouth endlessly.

Arthas suddenly let go of Frostmourne's lips. He still had a trace of reason. If he didn't do this, he might become the first prince in Lordaeron to die on the bed.

But this does not mean that Alsace will stop this addictive behavior-yes, addictive.

If Arthas had known that it was this way to do "shameful things" with Frostmourne...

No matter what ethics/reason, what age, Alsace would not have the slightest resistance in the beginning.

"the host……"

Frostmourne opened her eyes in a blur, and there was a question in her big watery eyes-not only Arthas got the ultimate joy, but Frostmourne also had a pleasure/sense that was about to float.

"Xiaoshuang..."

Arthas rode on her like Frostmourne before.

Looking condescendingly at Frostmourne's imperceptible body, Arthas felt his luck even more, and...

There was a dry feeling that seemed to be burning, and it was stuck in Alsace's throat. He was struggling to speak. The vocabulary he had originally thought of was turned into a low, beast-like roar.

A stunning face ten thousand times more refined than a high elf, a swan-like elegant and slender neck, black and soft long hair, a chest that is as tall as a mountain, and plump or plump, and two "mountain peaks" with pink Tender and unwilling to change from the original depression to the prominent two-point bud/bud...

As far as he could see, every part of Frostmourne's body made Arthas crazy.

So... what about further down?Under the flat and smooth Hattori plain, behind my body, between those two slender and strong thighs, or what kind of charming scenery?

Arthas didn't know, but he wanted to see it.

So he spoke, his voice so hoarse that he felt terrible: "Xiaoshuang, I want to see..."

"What are you looking at?"

Frostmourne asked in a whisper, she couldn't leave Arthas for a moment, even at this moment, she couldn't help stroking Arthas's tender cheeks with her hands.

Maybe there are many men in this world who are ten thousand times handsomer than Alsace, but Alsace is the only one in Frostmourne's eyes and heart.

"I want to see Xiaoshuang, yours... here..."

Arthas stretched out a finger, followed Frostmourne’s delicate chin tip, across her slender neck, across the two high/high mountains, across the belly of Ma Pingchuan, across The umbilical eye, which was as small as a flower stamen, stopped in front of him and hooked it gently.

Arthas had never imagined that he would make such a light/pickling action, but at this moment, he had already left everything else behind.

He is just an ordinary man-perhaps not ordinary in terms of age, size, and what he is about to do.

But Arthas is no different from those men who want to be intimate with their beloved women. Their brains have long lost the ability to think except for the thing we all know.

"Here?"

Frostmourne lifted his upper body slightly, and the two plump/full chests leaped with her slight movements, drawing a beautiful arc in front of Arthas, making his eyes straighten, but also Hesitated.

Isn't it... it would be better to continue to linger on these two groups of Feng/Breasts for a while?Time... there is more, right?

"What's so interesting here?"

Frostmourne looked at her belly button suspiciously, with a lovely expression on her face.

"It's also pretty here... But, I mean... the bottom..."