To Goddess

Roy still maintains this posture, with one hand touching under my body as if there is nothing, and the other hand tied me from the neck, came in from my collar, and firmly grasped my chest. Looking at her, I have no strength.

She didn't have to make any teases to me, she was a moving teaser herself, she squeezed her legs between my legs from the front, spread my legs apart, rubbed her chin against my ear, and asked me: "Do you like the dimples of junior girls?"

When she spoke, I still didn't forget to move. I grabbed the quilt with one hand and grabbed her arm with the other. I held my breath and let out a loud cry from my nose: "I don't like it."

Her lips moved down and rubbed left and right on my neck. I could even feel the fluff on my neck swaying with her movements. It was so crispy and itchy that it made people mad.

She said in a low voice, "How long have you been with your school girl?"

I had a hard time breathing, but I still had to keep my sanity: "We're not together."

Great no, I didn't jump into her pit.

Sure enough, she smiled with satisfaction, and the other hand came unhurriedly, and asked again: "How long will we stay together?"

I roughly estimated, "more than two months."

As soon as the words fell, I felt her press me hard, my legs trembled, and I heard her say: "Don't bite your lip."

I let go of my lower lip obediently. Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too charming, which made me feel that Roy's voice was very soft, and his soft-spoken voice was unusual.

She questioned me in this tone, it was so difficult for me, it was so difficult to maintain reason, worrying about being punished in case of a wrong question, and at the same time being attacked by her fingers, it made people like it and feel uncomfortable.

She said, "What have you all done?"

I gasped slightly: "I didn't do anything."

"kiss?"

I shook my head: "No."

"Ever slept in a bed?" she continued.

I continued to shake my head: "No."

She gave a grace, moved her lips to my shoulder, and pulled my hand that was holding the quilt over, biting the tip of my little finger.

"Where are you holding hands?"

holding hands?Are you holding hands?Roy, hold still and let me think about it.

"It seems there is." She bit hard, and the instant pain made me gasp.

I hurriedly said: "It seems not, really not."

She gave a faint acknowledgment, stretched out her tongue and hooked her fingertips, licking the imprint she had bitten just now.

Believe me, she usually doesn't do this. The beds that happened before were accompanied by the sound of ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Touching it, I like how she feels in my body, I think she probably doesn't like to talk, she likes to look at me, I was a little embarrassed at first, and then she let her go slowly.

Today's Roy is very abnormal. I think it's because I said she was jealous. She must be thinking that she is jealous anyway, so she should just eat it thoroughly.

She took out my hand from her mouth, and clasped my fingers from the back of her hand, "In the past four years, have you ever been tempted by others?"

I shook my head vigorously, very sure: "No, no, no."

She snorted and asked again: "When you miss me, how much do you miss me?"

This question made me think about it for a long time, and she didn't punish me in disguise for my thinking.

When I miss her, I don't know when I miss her, and I don't know when I miss her, but I still remember the flustered feeling.

"Does it count if you have insomnia for several days?"

I wanted to cry but couldn't cry, my heart was very depressed.

She said, "Really, it's a bit like it."

Me: "Well? Like what?"

She didn't answer my question, she just rubbed my back, but she didn't stop moving her hands, but she didn't go in, which made me feel so uncomfortable.

She hooked my neck again and pulled me back, leaning against my ear, and asked, "Do you want to?"

I affirmed with an unspeakable ah.

She said, "Spoil me like a baby."

I don't understand why Roy suddenly has this kind of interest, maybe she can't stop talking once she starts talking, just like a quiet person, once she starts talking, no one can stop her.

So I made a coquettish sound that I thought was terrible with my nose, and said softly a few times: "Please Roy."

With a low laugh, she finally went in.

What followed was a silent drama. We changed positions. I held her neck tightly with one hand, and she held the other hand beside her head. She hooked one of my legs with her leg and pressed it aside. We are all more relaxed.

When doing this kind of thing, the time is always immeasurable, it seems very long, and it seems very short.

Tonight's Roy is sometimes fierce and sometimes gentle. It is entirely me who suffers from her so many changes. Such inconsistency caused me to almost collapse in the end.

In the end, she pressed me down and kissed me, but at the same time she hooked my tongue and bit me hard.

She said, "Xue Lingyi, you will compensate me for four years."