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Chapter 109 The poor wounded

But he refused to do as I wished, and instead of caressing the two brilliant red milkberries, he deliberately avoided them and drew circles around them.

"Well... Play here first..."

I was so anxious that I almost cried out, and my small hand took his hand and pressed it against my breast.

Antoninus let me take his hand and play with him. A sly smile flashed across his eyes. "Can I?"

"Hurry up... MMM ~"

I bit the back of my hand, and in a broken voice begged him to play with his lewd breasts.

If he doesn't come and relieve my itching, I think I might really go crazy...

Fortunately Antoninus did not look on.

He slightly raised his lips, suddenly sat up, one hand grasped my chin, first deeply kissed her soft lips, and then pry open the teeth, big tongue in, the most domineering and ambiguous licking and sucking.

The other hand I grasp my breast in time, the fingertips will be the mature and upright red two points slowly twi

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