Arthur was stunned. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info soon he roared: "What are you doing bastard!?" Let her go! ”

The next second, Arthur heard Naine's fragile screams of pain.

Triana lowered her body, causing Naine and Arthur to squeeze together completely, and said, "Treat me with this attitude again, and I can guarantee that you will hear more of these beautiful cries." ”

Arthur gritted his teeth.

"Nain, are you alright? I'm sorry...... I ......"

Naine shook her head in confusion and wiped away the messy tears on her face: "No...... Not...... It's not Arthur's fault...... Don't apologize...... I'm fine, I'm okay......"

Triana laughed.

She pressed Nain like a pad of flesh, causing her soft breasts to squeeze Arthur's chest, and then enjoy Arthur's body.

"Your goal has been achieved, count me begging you, don't embarrass her again."

"You beg me?" Triana gently stroked her lips, then Nain's ass, "It's an incomprehensible attitude, but it annoys me." ”

Because of Triana's movements, Naine let out a fragile scream again.

Arthur was so anxious that he raised his body slightly: "I beg you!" Your Highness the Princess! My wife! I'll do what you want! It's up to you! Let this spirit shadow go! ”

Triana smiled at Arthur.

Arthur pursed his blood-red lips.

"I understand, I understand, I won't rebel against you, really...... Enough is enough, what you want is me, isn't it? This night should be just for you and me, isn't it? ”

"Hmm...... It seems to make some sense. Princess Triana stroked her lips again, then touched the trembling Nayin, "Either way, at least your attitude has improved." ”

Arthur forced a smile: "I beg you, let her go, I will satisfy you." ”

"Well, after all, it's my husband's request, so I'll grant you." Triana grabbed Nain's breasts, grabbed her, then patted her ass and whispered in her ear, "It's sweet time for couples, just get outside." ”

The moment Triana let go of Nain, Naine lowered her head, covered her mouth and nose and rushed out.

Triana leaned down and stroked Arthur's face, with a hint of madness, but softly, "Now, it's just you and me, Arthur." ”

Arthur forced a grin again.

Triana pulled out a short black leather whip from the quilt, and while stroking it, she looked at Arthur and said more softly, "The night is still very long, let's enjoy it." ”

Despair soaked Arthur's body and mind.

Naine stood in the corner of the courtyard, on the balcony behind her, as the doors and windows were wide open, and the undulating moans continued to be heard.

Naine listened to the sound and wept silently in the corner.

Witt walked over.

He wiped the tears from Nain's face, but one tear was gone, and more tears poured out of his red eyes.

Witt clenched his hands.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this anyway!" ”

Naine shook her head vigorously, and even her little braids swayed: "Don't ...... To put it this way...... You should be glad for Arthur, he married, but, but princess...... He is now the hero of the entire kingdom and he will have a great, awesome future! ”

Witt grabbed Nayin: "What about you!?" Naine! What about you!? ”

Naine was a little panicked, and soon she shook her head again, almost hysterically, shouting, "I'm just a spirit shadow!" I only hope Arthur is good! As long as he's good, I'll be enough! ”

Werther tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled disdainfully, "Now it's like this, is it okay, Nain?" ”

Slowly, Werther let go of Naine and took a step back.

"Anyway, it shouldn't be like this, Nain, it's wrong, you know."

As he spoke, Witt turned little by little and walked deeper into the courtyard.

"It's wrong, you know."

After leaving the palace, the first thing Witte did was buy a bottle of wine.

He drank and walked, and soon the wine ran out, and he bought the second, third, and fourth bottles......

Then he became the most common sight in the middle of the night: a drunk man with a wine bottle, staggering, making indistinct sounds from his mouth, staggering from side to side.

Because of several falls, Werther's delicate dress was stained in many places, but he didn't care, he didn't want to wear it from the beginning, he just wanted to tear it to shreds and burn it to ashes.

In a dark alley, Werther crashes into something.

"Ahh

He heard a delicate female voice.

After his body regained his center of gravity, through the thin moonlight, Witt could barely see that standing in front of him was a young woman with dry hair, a thin face, and a long shabby dress.

Witt saw horror in the woman's big black eyes.

He suddenly grabbed the woman's jaw and pressed her against the wall, getting closer to take a closer look.

Then through those big eyes, he saw the moonlight and his own reflection.

Witt smiled: "Interesting. ”

The woman trembled with fright, and she wanted to cry out, but there was not a single pedestrian in the empty alley, and the doors of all the houses were closed.

With his calloused fingers, Witt stroked the woman's thin face and asked her, "What's your name?" ”

"Moss...... Tess ......," the woman replied tremblingly.

Witt smiled and asked again, "What are you doing as a woman in such a place at this time?" ”

The woman slowly lowered her head and looked at her slightly revealing clothes and not too full breasts.

"I need money urgently......" After biting her parched lip, the woman plucked up the courage to say, "I ...... There's really no way to do it...... Today is my first time on the streets...... But compared to other women, I don't have a good-looking look, and I don't have a seductive body, so until now, I don't have any guests...... You are...... You're the first person to notice me for so long......"

Werther laughed again, he let go of the woman, lifted the bottle, poured several sips of wine from his head, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said to the woman, "I am your guest." ”

The woman took Werther into a hut where signs of poverty were everywhere and took him to the bedside.

The woman was nervous, overwhelmed, and her body was still shaking.

She wanted to pour Witt a glass of water, relieve his drink, invite him to sit down, and start slowly.

But as soon as he saw the bed, Witt pushed the woman directly up and tore her clothes.

Amid the tearing of the fabric and the scared screams of the woman, Witt said, "Don't worry, I'll give you enough money to buy you a box of clothes." ”

Werther's movements are rough and aggressive.

The woman cried out in agony at first, struggling, begging.

But slowly, the woman changes.

As Werther galloped violently with a slight gasp, the woman's crying gradually stopped, and a feminine, seductive laugh gradually came out of her mouth.