Chapter 105 pssignición Thirteen

7days ago Fan fiction 6
No one with a normal mind would design the shelter like this, leaving the fireplace close to the bed.

I was half asleep and half awake for a month. I was unfortunately attacked and sent to sleep when I opened my eyes. Not long after I was unconscious, I was awakened by heat.

He had no choice but to cover the back of his head that was slightly swollen after the automatic reversal, do it himself, extinguish half of the fire, and actively save himself before being fucked by an adult.

As soon as I finished slapping the gray, I noticed someone coming.

The information is too little and the situation is unclear, and the situation is complicated and unclear. Based on everything unknown, it is simply a filthy mantra and familiarity. It is reasonable to lie back and pretend to be asleep and observe it first.

Then the whole thing wasn't right.

No one with a normal mind would rush over and hug the cannon friend who had not seen him for a long time and burst into tears.

You went into the house and threw down a large bag of spells and rushed to the bed and cried until you burped.

After the injured patient is sure that he has not recognized the wrong person, hesitation is to scare you and say that it is better to say that you are not dead, or to carefully distinguish whether you are really dead for a while.

The situation gradually derailed, when you suddenly hiccup and talk to yourself. The forty-six colleagues who were injured by me and sent to the hospital might all be hiccup.

The injured man looked at the reserved object who was fucked on the bed until he fainted and refused to speak as if he had drunk fake wine. While cursing and cursing, he was rough and trying to wrap a bandage on his head, he began to think about whether the reversal surgery was suitable for treating the sequelae of concussion.

What a joke, how could there be other suitable candidates for the local magicians who are the receptionist Ah besides me?For no reason, they killed them all, and they deserved it.

The injured man closed his eyes and listened, and slowly called a question mark.

I guess it's nothing big. If the whole world is in chaos, there will never be anyone who can care about the relationship between men and women with high interest and leisure.That's what he thought.

I don't have a good memory, the man smiled, and his penis in his pussy shook.

Like I am determined to completely ignore the fact that you are having sex, and my waist and abdomen will no longer move.

The male who was a big circle held your left hand and wrapped it with his hand and gun, helping you push the safety striker away, lead the gun into your mouth, and push it straight to the upper jaw.

He blinked at you, and the second half of the sentence was pronounced vaguely, so he had to go from this perspective.

When the ballistic involves the medulla of the hindbrain, i.e. the first and second spine or brainstem, the hit will die immediately.

There is no simpler and more efficient way to penetrate from the upper jaw, after all, you can still have five seconds of remaining breathing when shooting the heart.

Not open?After waiting for a while, I grabbed you step by step and pulled out the barrel of the gun held in my mouth.

Maybe I pulled a silver thread and stuck it to the lower lip of the spearhead, but I couldn't see clearly because the tip of my tongue licked the muzzle.

He also held his mouth when he spoke in a calm voice, as if he was kissing.

Then I immediately had a new idea.The fingertips rubbed the slits of your fingers, and the tendons on the back of your hand were pulled, leading you to hold the gun against the wing point between his forehead.

Then it's OK here too.

The man said with his eyes narrowed and his lips curled.

His eyes were lazy and low, and his sharp eyes were humming the Siren's song.

The tail of the speech is raised with a deep and low voice, like invitations, hints, and more like bewitching.

In line with the sentence, I thrust my hips slightly, letting my penis thrust and grinding my glans against the cervix.

The cranial parietal frontal bone and the sphincter bone and the temporal bone meet in the temple. The bones are the thinnest, making it most convenient for the bullet to penetrate the forehead branch of the middle meningeal artery.It's good to die, too.

Don't like it either?Trouble... ぁ, then forget it.Seeing that there was no movement, the man shrugged, and took the gun and removed your left arm. He made the movements coherent in one go. When he spoke again, he couldn't even hold back his smile.

'The most exciting event in the world's bedrock' is broadcasting.Yes, that's good, it's a perfect match, and it's a shame.

Then, just like an old tape drive turns its head and stops playing, annoyingly stopping, annoying that the A side is finished, and he turns you to the B side.

It was as if carrying the poultry to be slaughtered, the man grabbed two dislocated arms with one hand, and fucked you straight towards the fireplace with his dick.

OK, now we have entered the "If you don't explain it well, you will die."Come on, the new curse master.

From this we can see that this person has no idea about the pharmacological effect of γ-hydroxybutyric acid, so he just fucked it to you.