Quick Wear : Meat-Eating Journey (MTL) [COMPLETED]

The Great Priest Whoring from the West 6-10

✨ The Great Priest Whoring from the West 6 ✨

Margaery has to admit that Theodore is really a very good-looking man.

　　

At this time, he lay unconscious on the ground with his eyes closed and his brows slightly frowned. When he looked closer, Margery found that there was a small mole under the corner of his right eye. Unexpectedly, Margery reached out and touched the tear mole, "Well, the skin is really good." She couldn't help but muttered.

　　

Such Theodore was defenseless, and the girl's little hands began to mess up his face. He pinched the bridge of his tall nose, and pinched his chin to look left and right. What kind of vision did you have in the past, how could you feel that this man was gentle and harmless? Red pupils, black hair, tear moles, and overly handsome and evil brows are simply the image of the great devil in the bard's mouth. Margery twisted a strand of his hair and looked at it, the real black color, could it be caused by a curse?

　　

She stared at Theodore's face for a while, and looked down, only to find that Theodore's neckline was torn, revealing a large sturdy chest. It seemed that it suddenly grew bigger, making the robe originally worn by the twelve-year-old child unable to withstand the toss, and it turned into a tattered piece of cloth hanging on him. The man's slender legs were also exposed, and the hem of the robe barely covered the roots of his thighs, but the hidden places were more and more reverie.

　　

"No, no, you can't do that." Margaery shook her head quickly, trying to shake the absurd thoughts that suddenly popped up in her head. With such a godsend, she should have tied Theodore up and used the bastard as a hostage to escape. But when she thought of the legendary Theodore's superb magic level, Margaery hesitated - he is not a little brat who has shrunk in physical strength now, even if he is tied up, he can easily break free when he wakes up.

　　

"Damn, what should I do?" This is the shrine, the guards are strict, and Margery doesn't know the route. After thinking about it, her eyes fell on Theodore's sleeping face again, and she suddenly became wicked. She pinched the flesh of the man's cheeks and began to pull it out.

　
　

"Well..." Theodore probably felt uncomfortable, his brows were furrowed, and his body began to struggle slightly unconsciously. Margery sat astride him, and suddenly felt a hard thing between her thighs. When she touched it, she grabbed the man's hard cock at some point.

　　

"Oh... it's so big." Margery couldn't help feeling it. For some reason, she didn't feel offended. Instead, she squeezed the meat stick curiously, and felt the long stick bounce slightly in the palm of her hand. She exclaimed as if she had discovered a new world, "Too, it's amazing..."

　　

Growing up in the market, unlike innocent and innocent girls, Margery has long known about the things that men and women will do, but this is not the case. It was the first time she saw a man's penis. The thought that was suppressed by her just now started to stir again. She was a restless person. Looking at Theodore's closed eyes again, involuntarily, her small hand reached out to the belt of the priest.

　　

The belt was also broken, and the girl easily took off Theodore's pants and saw the arrogant big guy. "It's ugly," she glanced in disgust, and was about to put on Theodore's pants, but couldn't help but look at it again, "Why is there still water coming out of the top?" Naturally, the inexperienced lewd girl didn't know what it was. The man's former sperm, she looked at the small hole on the head of the penis and saw a little bit of transparent liquid oozing out, as if to tempt her, so she couldn't help reaching out and gently touched the strangely shaped round head.