Chapter 8 (H)

When Theodore walked out of the bathroom, he saw the cheeky woman sitting on the bed.

A wide white nightgown was tied loosely with only a belt, and her two slender legs were exposed at the open hem.

She had just taken a shower, and her cheeks were dizzy, and water dripping hung from the ends of her wet hair, flowing down her neck and sliding into the deep ravines hidden under her collar.

At this moment, she was still reading the messy vulgar novel, chewing cheap snacks in her mouth, but at least she didn't deliberately anger Theodore and made the bed full of debris in order to get rid of the debris.

Theodore was not as angry as before. He thought that his bottom line had probably been forced to the minimum under the shameless performance of this woman. As long as Margaret was not that excessive, he would feel satisfied.

Move away.He walked to the bed and said coldly.

He smiles in front of others, but looks dead behind him. You really won’t be schizophrenia like this?Margaret asked casually while moving her body to the right and freeing up a position for Theodore.

Theodore naturally ignored her deliberately provocative words as usual. Tsk, it's boring. The girl curled her lips, hey, watching the boy prepare to lie down, leaving a big gap between her body and her, she suddenly lifted up the hem of her nightgown. I was seducing you just now, and you didn't react?

The full flowery flower exposed was smooth and fair. Because it was the posture of the legs being put together, the endless scenery in the center of the legs was covered, but the faint pink color of the flesh slit could still be seen. Theodore's eyes dimmed in an instant, under the shameless woman, and she was wearing nothing.

Miss Margaret, he said slowly, the clear and clear voice of the child is fast and slow. I remember you claimed before, and you have no interest in my little brat appearance, who has not even grown all the hair.When talking about the word "Little Brat", although Theodore wanted to act without caring, Margaret still heard the meaning of gritting his teeth.

Sure enough, she was still upset, Margaret thought with a funny look.

In fact, she had noticed it a little before, and she didn't know if Theodore's personality would become childish after becoming a child.

This guy is just an arrogant and furious ghost. When he gets angry, he looks like a puffer fish. He feels so angry that he will explode when he pokes, so Margaret wants to tease him.

But your core is an adult man, Ah, the girl said innocently, "The body cannot react, is it because the soul is also sexually cold?"Or, she suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled the boy's nightgown. Have you already reacted?

Under the scattered nightgown is the thin body of a child, and of course the groin is flat body of a twelve-year-old boy. Only when he can get an erection can he have ghosts.

Theodore slapped Margaret's hand angrily. He didn't expect that this lust demon would take action: Apart from being in heat at any time and anywhere, can you lust demons be a little ashamed?I found that the girl was still staring at his lower body with curious eyes and looked at him. He even blushed. Where are you looking, you still look!

So cute... Margaret looked away from her eyes in a good manner, and she couldn't help but mutter.

Because it has not grown up yet, after becoming an adult, Theodor's too handsome and evil facial features still look very cute at this time.

She had a little baby fat on her cheeks, her nose was round and chubby, and even the tear mole looked small and Cute. It was indeed a pufferfish. She reached out to rub the boy's soft cheeks, and pressed his head into her arms regardless of Theodore's struggle. Don't be angry, don't be angry, my sister loves you.

Let go, let go... Um... Damn stupid... Um... My head was buried in two soft towers, not only eyes, ears, mouth and nose, Theodore felt that his whole body was surrounded by the sweet fragrance.

His little child's body was completely hugged by Margaret and he rubbed it against the back of his head.

Her cheeks were forced to rub against her breasts, and even rubbed against her soft and hard nipples. After all, she was wearing nothing under her lewd nightgown.

Finally, Margaret finally let him go. Theodore raised his head as if he had survived the disaster and felt that he was almost suffocated to death. He immediately rubbed back several times as if he was facing a great enemy.

But Margaret didn't tease him anymore. The girl clapped her hands with satisfaction, just like coaxing the child: OK, go to bed.

After both of them lay down, Theodore was still a little unbelievable. Is it... over?

Of course he wasn't so stupid that he couldn't tell that Margaret was deliberately tormenting him, but now he looked so weird that he could only be tormented.

As expected, after a quiet time, Margaret, who was sleeping with his back to him, said again: Do you want your sister to tell you a bedtime story?

Get out of here.

It seems that you are very interested, so I will start talking.

I'm very interested in what ear you hear.

Margaret naturally ignored Theodore's cold words and began to tell stories with great enthusiasm.

She was not telling a fairy tale, but the adventure novel that Nyson bought back today.

In the Wisen continent, this adventure novel written by minstrels is one of the most popular pastimes for ordinary people.

After all, it has no advanced content and it sells cheaply.

Theodore, who was born into a noble family, was recognized as the son of God's Chosen since childhood, and was highly anticipated by the temple, naturally had never been exposed to these things.

Theodore originally wanted to be the woman's chattering none, but after listening for a while, he finally couldn't help saying: There are many loopholes. If Lynch did this, the Knights would not let it go.

Eh?Margaret's surprised voice came over, do you know the protagonist's name is Lynch?

Theodore immediately choked up, damn, why did he listen to such a boring story, and even discussed the plot seriously.

You think so, I think Lynch is a fool.The girl was so excited that she was not mocking Theodore at this moment, but was sincerely happy.

She is an adventure novel lover, with countless stories in her head, but never a single person to discuss together.

Where did the half-demon come from? It’s just that she has a hard time even survival and has no time to realize her loneliness.

At this time, because of Theodore's complaint, Margaret's box was completely opened.

Theodore didn't want to pay attention to her, but listening to her excited voice, if he didn't talk, this woman would be very disappointed... So the priest not only spoke, but also expressed an opinion from time to time, and talked to Margaret about the idiotic story he would never see in his life.

It was late at night that Margaret fell asleep unconsciously.

Theodore breathed a sigh of relief silently, and it was finally over. He was not interested in those novels with a mess of logic.

Am I having a wrong mind?He couldn't help but mutter to himself.

With doubts, he also fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but his body felt hotter and hotter and swollen, as if something was getting bigger, bigger...and so on, bigger?!

Theodore opened his eyes suddenly, his shoulders were chilly, his nightgown was stretched out, and his body once again returned to his adult man's appearance.

The girl's head was leaning against his chest, and her nightgown had been rubbed open while turning. The exposed snow breasts could be seen even in the dark.

She put one hand on her lower body, her legs tightly clamped, and a wonderful and familiar scent scent floated in the air.

Theodore couldn't help but reach out and touched her legs. When she felt the wetness of her hands, she was masturbating in her sleep.

Theodore's brain stopped for a moment. When he reacted, the girl murmured and rubbed into his arms again. Perhaps she felt a hard object. She spread her legs and wrapped around the man's narrow waist softly as if boneless. The already wet shell flesh slightly opened, swallowing her huge glans a little.

Yes, Theodore didn't know when he got an erection again.

He wanted to push Margaret away, but he was weak.

It's coming again and again, and it's that feeling again. Theodore knew that it must be the strange fragrance of this lustful demon in estrus that affected him.

At this time, the two of them were almost naked in the face.

One of the girl's legs was wrapped around his waist, one of the legs was stretched between his legs, and her lower bodies were tangled together, which was already an insertion position.

Two jade-like breasts were buried by his face before, but now they are pressed against his chest, and the tip of the breasts is sunken. As the girl rubs unconsciously, she brushes his nipples from time to time, causing the two red fruits to stand up quickly.

What added fuel to the fire was that Margaret was masturbating, and Hua was very itchy. She found the man's penis with instinct and sent the flower's hole up. After swallowing the glans, she felt a little better, so she slowly grinded it, swaying her little butt like a sleepwalking, but Pity Theodore and most of the stick body were exposed. The comfortable glans that were put in, and the uncomfortable ones that were not soothed were.

And this slow and light stroke naturally cannot satisfy him, and the solution is actually very simple.

Although Theodore was weak and could not push a living person away, he could still do it with his penis gently forward.

He just needed to shook his waist and the penis could be completely inserted, and he didn't have to hold it in his lower body and it was almost exploded.

No, Theodore, absolutely not.The man recited silently over and over again, sweat constantly oozing out from his forehead. He clenched his hands into fists, and because of his patience with all his might, his nails almost fell into his flesh.

He really wanted to insert it. This woman was in his arms, unprepared, and even took the initiative to send it to seduce him. He could do whatever he wanted.

But his upbringing, his character, and his restraint all determine that he must endure it desperately here.

In fact, there is another point that he himself deliberately ignores.

He originally didn't regard Margaret as a human being at all. He was a half-demon, destined to be killed by him after he lifted the curse.

But tonight, when I heard her excited and excited, even looking forward to telling those stupid stories to herself, Theodore thought that his heart couldn't bear it at that moment.

They actually have too many similarities.

Same shamelessness and same loneliness.

Margaret never had a friend to chat with, and Theodore had never had it.

This mixed with hesitation and confusion made Theodore choose to stiffen his body and let the woman in his arms use her penis as a massage stick instead of taking a step forward.

He didn't know how long it had passed, and he felt like he was almost crazy, and Margaret felt comfortable and even began to talk in his sleep.

I want... The girl whispered softly, Well, I want... The cock jumped excitedly, because Margaret's words became more and more intense, Theo, I want...

She, is she calling my name?Theodore was stunned.

Theo, Theo...I, the girl's murmur became lighter and lighter, and in the end there was only a humble murmur. I like you, Theo.