My Frostmourne can't be so cute

The first thing that caught Taresa's eyes was a mahogany bed, with the partition at the end of the bed facing the door, and two white-flowered "long snakes" were entangled together—they were naked/naked bodies of two people.

From Taresa's perspective, she couldn't see the faces of these two bodies, but... thinking with her toes, she knew that this must be His Royal Highness Prince Alsace and his fiancee, Ms. Shuang!

What are His Royal Highness Prince Arthas doing with Ms. Frost?——Taresha’s face is even redder——She grew up in Dunhold Castle, and she usually comes into contact with either the groom or the servant’s son. Those vulgar farmers often make loud noises in the castle courtyard, even if they are The young Taresa was also touched by things between men and women.

Taresa knows what Prince Arthas and Ms. Frost are doing, and she also knows that she should leave immediately-in case it is discovered by the Prince Arthas and Ms. Frost inside, or seen by other servants and guards When I am peeping, I must be finished!

However, out of some complicated heart, Taresa did not leave—she knelt on the red carpet, and gently pushed the door open.

...

"Don't be like this, Master, you have to deal with government affairs!"

Frostmourne writhed in Alsace's arms, trying to get rid of the master's hand over her own body.

"It's done this afternoon."

Alsace hugged Frostmourne tightly, clamped the body of the Little Demon Sword tightly with his strong thighs to prevent her from moving, and then took the opportunity to turn his hands from Frostmourne on the light blue floral dress. The bottom stretched in.

The hem of the long skirt of the little magic sword was pushed up to the base of the thigh by the owner, and the two slender and straight legs were clamped by Alsace and could not move. At the same time, Frostmourne could feel the owner’s fingertips. Brushed the delicate and soft skin between my crotch-itchy, but with a strange irritation.

"No, master, you have to do something bad again! Obviously just did it last night!"

Frostmourne pouted his mouth and used his little hand to grab Arthas's arm, trying to slip out of his arm, and then ran away.

"What does it matter? I have been delayed for so long in Gilneas before, so I can't let Xiaoshuang go back this time!"

Arthas rolled over and pressed Frostmourne under him, and at the same time, he clamped the hands of the little magic sword tightly to his lower abdomen-it was cool, in this early summer. , This kind of touch is even more refreshing.

"No...no! It hurts!"

Frostmourne blushed and said-the master is really necrotic!

"Where does it hurt?"

Arthas' lips kissed gently on Frostmourne’s white cheeks, and he stroked the soft black hair of Little Demon Sword with one hand—even though he was already an "old man and wife", but in Frostmourne In front of his stunning appearance and figure, Alsace would always easily lose all resistance.

"Here, here is... Master, your hand pressing Xiaoshuang!"

Frostmourne said aggrievedly-she wanted to show her master with her fingers, but she couldn't get her little hand out of Arthas's belly.

"Don't use your fingers, tell me, Xiaoshuang...Where is the pain?"

Arthas hugged the little magic sword tighter. Although he was still asking the question of Frostmourne, he didn't seem to care about the answer given by the other party because he had already kissed fiercely in the next second. Frostmourne's icy lips were crystallized.

"Well……"

Frostmourne let out a rapid moan/groan, which was a natural reaction when the red lips was attacked; but soon, the little magic sword did not set any obstacles for the owner, she opened her mouth obediently, intoxicated Kissed with the master-Frostmourne is a little bit against the real friendship with Alsace, but the kiss with the master... Little Magic Sword still enjoys it, because she thinks it is herself and the master The best proof of the unique relationship between-only Xiaoshuang can kiss her master like this, and only the master can kiss Xiaoshuang like this!

Alsace is no longer the ignorant boy who was pressed by Frostmourne to kiss on the wall six years ago and was at a loss as to how to respond. In the past six years, he and Frostmourne have tried a lot of tricks. ///, he not only knows how to let himself enjoy such a kiss, but also knows how to evoke the passion of Frostmourne.

Arthas used his tongue to entangle Frostmourne's fragrant tongue without any scruples. He sucked hard on the cold tongue of the little magic sword, and even gently choked the slippery thing with his teeth, as if to draw a snake out of a hole. Generally, pull it out of Frostmourne's mouth, and then use the tip of your tongue to taste the small protrusions that appear on Frostmourne's tongue because of exposure to the air.(To be continued.)

869 Both holes hurt!

Arthas had always been interested in Frostmourne's body.

Not only the kind of interest in bed/on the bed, but also all kinds of interests-Little Demon Sword looks really amazing. She is so powerful that she can almost fight with the Red Dragon Queen, but with Arthas. When we were together, she was always shy and soft. Arthas held her down, and she seemed to be unable to break free.

In addition, Arthas also couldn't figure out Frostmourne's body...what is the difference from normal people?Little Demon Sword didn't need to eat or drink water, but when Arthas kissed her, or... further, she would secrete that cool, but nice-smelling body fluid.

But Arthas was not Kel'Thuzad, and was not keen on studying this kind of thing; he was completely attracted by Frostmourne's lips and tongue at this moment.

The kiss between Arthas and Frostmourne is very soft. It is a manifestation of the interdependence of the two people not only containing lust/desire.

Arthas pecked Frostmourne's lips and tongue lightly, feeling as if he was going to be lost in the deep eyes of Little Demon Sword.

But Alsace soon discovered something more attractive to him-he felt something drums/drums/ups/ups on his chest, very elastic against his chest, so he smoothed his hands. The smooth skirt with the little magic sword went up, climbing a plump/full and stretchy breast/peak-even if it was separated from the skirt, it did not affect the feel of Alsace at this time, because Frostmourne The fabric of the blue skirt is also unique, and it always feels like the smooth skin of Little Demon Sword.

"Well, master... so uncomfortable!"

Frostmourne's body twisted again, and Alsace's big hand was acting on her chest, not only squeezing the plump breasts/peaks wantonly into round or flat shapes, but also pinching the breasts with his fingers. / The two buds at the top of the peak rubbed gently.

The breast/tip is the very sensitive part of the Little Demon Sword, especially after the passion with Alsace last night, Frostmourne's body still has a passionate aftertaste.

"Quickly, where is the pain?"

Arthas didn't intend to let Frostmourne go, with a narrow smile on his mouth, teasing his little magic sword.

"No...don't...don't say!"

Frostmourne felt extremely shy, she didn't plan to do what the master told her, she just wanted to get rid of the situation of being teased by the master and find a way to escape.

However, Arthas didn't let Frostmourne be happy, the body of Little Demon Sword was hugged tightly, and the bursts of stimulation from the breast/tip made her body undergo subtle changes.

"Xiaoshuang, it's hard here!"

Arthas squeezed Frost's Sorrow Milk/the bud at the top of the peak amusedly, and fully felt that this part had changed from a small one to its current, erect, elastic appearance.

Frostmourne felt like she was about to faint - her body was limp, and she didn't even have the strength to struggle in her master's arms; but the breast/feng played by her master still stood stubbornly, with constant stimulation Shocking the consciousness of Little Demon Sword, she couldn't help but pinch the legs that were slightly loosened by Arthas-as if some liquid was about to rush from the spring of her legs.

"Okay, okay! Xiaoshuang... It hurts under Xiaoshuang, don't do it, Master!"

Frostmourne finally compromised, and she answered Alsace's question in a shrill voice.

"Where is it down?"

Arthas didn't mean to be satisfied at all, and continued to rub the erect buds/buds on Frostmourne's chest.

"Below, below...hole..."

Little Demon Sword's face was flushed, and he said haltingly.

"Which hole?"

Unexpectedly, Alsace was too much, and the questions asked more and more exceeded the range that Frostmourne could bear.

"Two... Both hurt!"

Frostmourne suddenly screamed, and then suddenly pulled his hand out of Alsace’s lower abdomen, pushed away some of the master who did not react, and then hurriedly crawled to the end of the bed, trying to escape from the master. Clutches.

However, Little Demon Sword still somewhat underestimated Alsace's physical fitness after being transformed by the Red Dragon Queen. Arthas was stunned for a moment, then stretched his hand back and grabbed Frostmourne's slender waist. He hugged her tightly and threw herself on the bed.

"Ah, Master, let go of Xiaoshuang!"

Frostmourne protested while struggling.

"How easy is it!"