Green Star Angel 3 Home Star Decryption

"I'm not your officer." The scent was charming, seductive, and pleasant, and Pushila couldn't help pressing her lips against Duncan's skin, as if it could absorb the smell, his The lips moved from the neck to the other's cheeks, and finally, they touched the other's lips.

Duncan didn't dare to move, but the dead parents appeared in his head...

Unlike the people on earth, they cannot read the messages in the heads of their own people, because their intelligence development is the same, that is, their nervous system is at the same level of development, but the people on earth are lower than them.

They also don't see this act as "reading a message," they call it, a kiss.

They don't yet know how much like humans they are.

a kiss.

Lots of kisses.

"Your Mightiness……"

"Call me by name."

"I've seen my parents do that," Duncan said as their lips parted.

Pushila touched the scar on Duncan's face, went down, and put her hand on Duncan's chest.

"I was young, and they told me not to tell anyone." Duncan thought of his parents, feeling a little sad, "but I... I told you, I told you..."

Perhaps it was Priscilla who "forgave" him for his recklessness in the aggression, and Duncan felt he could confide in Priscilla anything, including his parents' secrets.

"Is this bad behavior?"

"..." Priscilla thought for a moment, "I haven't seen my parents do it, but I don't think it's bad."

"Can you let me know your reason?"

"Because I want to!" Pushila had the waywardness of a young master, and he pressed his lips again, "And it feels great! Don't you want to do the same thing as me?"

"I don't know." That was beyond his comprehension.

"Come on, lie down."

They are attracted by that smell like butterflies are attracted by nectar. They don't know that it is the pheromone they instinctively emit, and they don't know what function it has.

Pushira lay on Duncan's body, his lips brushed the other's lips, cheeks, neck, and slid to the chest, he wanted to go down the scar, but his lips touched the other's nipple, and he heard a soft sound trembling.

"Put your hand on my shoulder," said Pushila, "call me by name."

Duncan's lips parted slightly, wanting to say something, but Pusilla's "reminder" made his tongue shrink back, his hand was placed on the position designated by Puscilla, and their eyes met.

Priscilla's face is somewhat similar to his mother's, but Duncan thinks that Priscilla is more beautiful, because Priscilla's expression is more firm, resolute, and courageous, which cannot be imitated by other politicians, nor has she been on the battlefield people will have.

Priscilla seemed to be born perfect.

Can't find his flaws.

"It's still the same."

"?"

"Call me by name."

Priscilla quickly blocked Duncan's mouth, his tongue darted into the mouth, licked the inner wall and teeth, full of nerve mucous membrane stimulation, but the person he kissed furiously closed his eyes and did not dare to move; because Duncan was afraid of biting Priscilla, He can only let Pushira do what he wants.

The heat of Pusilla's lower abdomen pressed between Duncan's legs, Duncan was startled, he moved his hands from Puscilla's shoulders to his chest, but he couldn't push away the man on his body, instead he seemed to be groping on him.

The heat in his lower abdomen grew even more. Pushila propped up his body and looked down at the person below him. He was panting for heat, and his wings spread—he didn’t have the will to fly or fight. Perhaps the wings were a symbol of sexual desire, which represented that he was very weak. excited.

Pushila felt as if she had changed into a different person, becoming groggy.

His head was dizzy, but his body movements were extremely sharp. Pushila didn't care about the wings, he just wanted to eliminate the rising heat in his lower abdomen, that heat should have an outlet for him to vent; his kisses turned into biting, changing Got rough, but still no use!

For the first time he didn't know what to do.

He was a little angry, frustrated, and he stared at Duncan with a threatening sound in his throat.

"Puscilla?" Duncan called out his partner's name for the first time, but he was "frozen". He didn't understand, how did he provoke Priscilla?

The anger of male animals makes them possessive and active. Pushila tore off the barriers of his clothes to reveal his vibrating genitals. He scurried around under the opponent, looking for the best place to enter; hunting requires human teaching, But courtship and intercourse are out of the question - they are different from humans.