63 Helen faked sleep and led Tollheck to the upper body

It was already dawn, and Hector had rowed his boat far and wide into the sea, as if he had walked into a desert that was inaccessible.

He finally stopped rowing, and slowly lay down beside Helen, and then slowly moved closer to Helen. He began to lie on his side, and then slowly reached out and placed his hand gently, tentatively on Helen, and he began to feel ......

Helen began to fall asleep, just one hand in the middle of Hector's thigh, and began to gently pull Hector's cock hard, Hector was sure that this was a default message, so he pushed Helen to lie flat, and quickly pressed his lower body towards Hector's lower body, Helen also quickly reached out and hugged Hector's ass, making Hector more bold.

It's the stone-beaters at work, and the drill is placed on the flat slab, and you can push it in and lift your hammer higher so that the drill can drill deeper......

"Brother," said Helen, "where are we going?" ”

Hector heard Helen call himself brother, and the sweetness in his heart was so sweet that he began to climb Helen's body again.

This time he was so relieved and free, but he soon began to back down from Helen again, lying on his side and leaning against her. He was reaching out to touch Helen's breasts, "My darling, you're so beautiful. ”

Hector's whole body and mind seemed to float in the clouds, and at this moment he was already soaked in the fairy water of happiness. He put his hand between Helen's legs.

That piece of meat was much firmer than the flesh of the Rufang. When he began to caress Helen's house again, Helen reached out and took Hector to her, and the second attack on Motian Ridge began.

"Brother," Helen asked, answering Hector, "where are we going?" ”

Hector suddenly said: "I am sending you to your ex-husband's in-law's house, otherwise there will be many deaths in this battle, we will definitely keep you alive, if we don't return you, the city of Ilion will be conquered by the Achaeans sooner or later, and the whole city will die at that time." ”

"Brother, I love you, you are so good, you are willing to hand me over for the life of the whole city. Paris can't do it, he only cares about himself, he never thinks about others, he has no morality, no martial arts, and he can only eat milk. ”

(Because Paris always likes to chew Helen's milk gently with her mouth when she has sex with her, Helen often scolds Paris for being a bad boy who can only breastfeed.) ）

"There is no way to do it, everyone wants good things, and the heart is compared to the heart. Paris is still young, he doesn't know anything, he can only play. Hector said.

Hector was in love in the same way, she was caressing Hector's whole body with her hands, and finally resting on Hector's little belly, Hector himself moved his body up so that Helen's hands could reach it.

Helen gently tugged at Hector's cock with her hand, like blowing bubbles, causing it to grow up quickly. Hector was caressing Helen's upper body with his hand, touching Helen's Ru room with his hand, and it felt very comfortable, soft and hard, unlike a completely piece of water tofu, which would only make people die viciously.

Helen's Ru room is not like other people's Ru rooms, it is a standard pyramid type. Unlike other women, a stupid breast is so big that it frightens people to death, and when she touches it with her hands, she will stagger, like a buoy lighthouse on the sea, she doesn't feel it at all, and when she touches it with her hands, it's like a farmer using his hands to get the water buffalo pulling the laxative cow.

Women, women with such ghost milk, do you still need to touch them with your hands? Definitely. It looks vicious. This kind of milk is big and smelly, because it falls down, and the meat will stick to the meat underneath, because it will breed small insects, also called bacteria. Most of these women are not smart.

Helen's breasts were based on her good figure, and her breasts were broad, so that there was enough space for her breasts to grow her feet, so that when she lay down, those two breasts were like, like the pyramids on the banks of the Nile, on the desert, standing squarely on the wide desert.

This is the milk of a beautiful woman, this is the milk of our Helen, the milk of the highest level beauty in the world.

Once again, Hector was trying to make Helen feel like the happiest man in the world.

Then let the ship drift freely, with Helen's wonderful mood at this moment, drifting far away.

When night fell, the ship was already far away from the shore, and Hector and Helen, who came to the heavenly king and the earth after death, were already ghosts, so they were no longer afraid that someone would come to woo them.

They both sat on the boat, looking at the stars in the sky and waiting to see the moon.

"Brother," said Helen, "when shall we get to my ex-husband's house?" ”

"I'm afraid that when you give birth to a child, you won't be there yet, it's too far away." Hector said.

"That will scare people to death, get off the boat, brother, will you deliver the baby?" Helen asked Hector.

"I haven't even seen it, but when the time comes, there will always be a way!" Hector in the heart of Helen Wide.

"I'm really a little scared of giving birth to cubs on the boat, lack of medical treatment, brother, you have to take good care of me!" Helen said with a sad face.

After saying that, Helen put one hand around Hector's shoulder, rested her head on Hector's shoulder, and clasped her left and right hands tightly. This is because a woman is always timid, and in doing so, it means that the man is her dependent. Helen fell asleep on Hector's broad shoulders.

(This sea-drifting picture, "Helen and Hector," is on the fresco in the Sistine Chapel, by Michelangelo.) The murals here are all based on mythological stories, almost all nude, and focus on health and beauty. Profound expression of ingenuity bold and spiritual. ）

Hector felt a little pressure on his shoulders, but it was a blissful pressure, a sweet pressure. Hector was also gradually falling asleep. He was already so tired, and years and months of war had exhausted a man as strong as a bison to become a sheep among sheep.

At this time the moon came out, like a remote camera, tirelessly illuminating Helen and Hector's happy moments.

Helen and Hector, head on head, slept so peacefully and sweetly. The boat drifted gently in the breeze of the sea, drifting, like a cradle, silently sending blessings to these two lovers and men who were drifting in the bitter sea. May them safely complete the war to stop this massacre.

What a picture of a beautiful woman on the sea.

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