As soon as she was done, Marceau couldn't wait to take her into his arms again. Large hands rubbed against her body, feeling her shiver.

It gave him a sense of conquest, the woman in his arms was more attractive than any woman he had ever seen, not like the fair-looking woman of the dragon yin.

The woman in her arms is a blend of beauty and coquettishness, delicate and strong. These contradictory temperaments are all perfectly integrated and reflected in her.

He kissed her, and then his gaze fell on her peach source, and he didn't dare to be abrupt when he saw such a beautiful view. If you don't perform well, it's not good to make the beautiful woman dissatisfied.

So he made a move and began to tease her. Feng Jiaoyang could clearly feel that this guy's skills were not as good as Hu Tianyi's.

It seems that he said that he hadn't touched a woman in hundreds of years, is this true? She raised her eyebrows, sweeping away the shyness she had just seen. With one hand, she held the pride of his man, and since this was also a competition, she naturally couldn't lose.

Her little hands were very skillful, and in a few moments Marceau felt that she was constantly trembling, as if she were about to erupt, which was not good.

He hadn't really started yet, so he had to do it. It's a bit ...... Lose face.

"Xiao Feng'er, stop. I can't take it anymore. Seeing the woman's movements so skillfully filled his throat with gasps.

Feng Jiaoyang's movements did not pause for half a minute, but just smiled coquettishly: "Didn't Master Marceau say that this is a competition? Naturally, I can't stop, otherwise I will lose." ”

As she spoke, her speed became even faster, and after a while, she could only hear the muffled snort of the man above her head. He gave an account of the goods of hundreds of years.

"I won the first game. ”

Seeing the woman's defiant eyes, Marceau was a little angry, but he was reluctant to hit her. just said fiercely: "Hmph, this time I will definitely win you!"

After saying that, he went straight to the topic, and when he came in, Feng Jiaoyang could clearly feel that his sharp blade was on par with Tiger Heavenly Wing. I just don't know who is better.

As soon as Marceau entered, he felt that the woman's tightness was almost tight, and he couldn't move. He immediately bowed his head and said, "Feng'er, relax yourself." How can I give you happiness when you're like this?"

"Okay, then, I'll see what you're capable of. Feng Jiaoyang looked at him like a queen and smiled. By the time Marceau moved again, it was much smoother.

It's just that he went deeper again and again, but he felt that she was absorbing him like a black hole. It makes him addicted, wants to pull away, but is attached to the unique thrill.

So he, who had not touched a woman for hundreds of years, began his physical activity frantically at this moment. And Feng Jiaoyang is also under his madness, and he feels that his body doesn't seem to be his own?

That indescribable feeling made her continue to cooperate with men. The two of them are rolling among the flowers, happy or painful, and no one else knows.

is worthy of being the once popular demon king, and his stamina and physical strength are amazing. Feng Jiaoyang felt that if he was not a female swordsman, and had this special physique, he would probably have passed out a coma.

However, she will not be so useless, although her eyes are full of love, but she always maintains a trace of sanity. Marceau, on the other hand, was all about her now.

"Not enough, not enough!" the crazy Marceau kept desperately, and his mouth kept growling. The feeling of wanting to kill made him go crazy. Just want to get more.

Suddenly a flash of light erupted from his body, and Mona felt that his weapon had grown stronger, and the rampaging Marceau loved her like a beast.

She felt like she was about to lose it, did this guy just want to win?