The Elven Survival Handbook.

Perhaps the atmosphere was so good that they rolled together unconsciously.

The lips were pressed together, biting each other, and smearing each other's saliva on each other's lips, fully moistening the dry lips blown by the night wind.

The tongues were entangled together, and I didn't know who took the initiative, or whether both parties were involved. They sucked, sucked and chased with all their strength, so passionately and so deeply.

The devil turned over and let the elf rest on him.

He slowed down the pace, making the kiss more gentle and lingering.

The elves obviously liked this pace more and cooperated more actively.

Even if it is raw, the instinct to pursue pleasure has always been stationed in the heart of the elf, and now it has only been guided out bit by bit by the devil.

From the jerky first kiss to the skillful one now, Elf's kissing skills are steadily improving.

Now, he knows how to lick the Demon King's gums with his tongue to stimulate his oral mucosa. He also knows how to bite the Demon King's tongue with his teeth. He also knows how hard and how fast to satisfy the Demon King.

Being in a superior position makes the elf very excited. Perhaps the male has a desire to compete in his nature. He is located at a high place, as if he has seized the dominance.

Breathing quickened with the kiss, the close bodies rubbed against each other under the barrier of the fabric.

Green eyes met blood-colored eyes.

Then, the elf noticed the devil's horn that the devil had not yet taken back.

The Demon King also noticed his gaze, and was about to take back the Demon Horn, but the Elf raised his hand first and touched the Demon Horn, which was larger and more powerful than other monsters.

The devil's horns are spiral-shaped, growing backward from both sides of the head, extending out section by section like bamboo shoots, then bending and twisting into a circle, and finally stopping in the middle of the circle, with the tip facing forward. It's like a sheep's horn, but it's completely black.

When the elf's hand touched it, there was no special change in the devil, but his eyes did become brighter.

He raised his head slightly, and when his lips separated, there was a silver thread.

"Will your horns grow?"

"Ah."

"Will it need to be pruned because it grows too long?" The elf stroked the knots on the magic horn with his fingers: "Just like a sheep's horn, if it is too long, just cut off some of it?"

"If it's too long."

Magic horns can be trimmed like fingernails.

And just like you won't feel pain when your overly long nails are trimmed, but touching the tip of your nails will cause your fingers to vibrate slightly, when the magic horn is enchanted, you will feel a similar touch, like running your fingers through your hair. Stroking his scalp, a numbing feeling spread into his heart.

So just as the pointed ears of elves are not accessible to everyone, the devil's horns are also taboo for monsters.

The Demon King narrowed his eyes, but did not stop the Elf's actions and allowed him to play with his magic horns.

The Demon King's squinting eyes revealed a different kind of sexiness on his usually expressionless face.

The elf's mouth suddenly felt dry.

Both parties in love always long for each other, and the elf is no exception. He likes the devil to show different emotions for him, and even more likes him to be unique to him.

Wanting to see more differences, the elf's mind heated up, and he slid his body up a little, raised his chin, kissed the curved magic horns with his moist lips, and swept his lips, tongue and teeth over those nodes little by little.

When he did this, even though he couldn't see it, he felt the Demon King's body tense up suddenly.

This made him very proud, and he directly hugged the devil's head with both hands, and kept up his efforts.

He used all the kissing skills he had learned during this period to deal with the devil's horns, nibbling, biting, licking, sucking, all of them.

If he works so hard, the Demon King will naturally not deny him face.

The evidence that the big hands holding her slim waist became stronger and stronger.

While the elf was keen to explore the mystery of the magic horn, the devil also quietly unbuttoned the hidden button on his robe. Because of the relationship from above, once the hidden button was untied, the robe would naturally open, revealing the magic robe underneath. Then it was untied again.

Under the magic robe was a shirt made of soft and light fabric, with the same row of buttons, but the Demon King did not touch it. Instead, he directly stretched out his mouth without touching the buttons, and directly picked up a red cherry hidden under the shirt through the fabric.

The wet shirt becomes transparent, and a little cherry blossom blooms quietly like a red plum in the snow.

The elf trembled, and not to be outdone, took a bite of the devil's horn. His hands were not idle, and he inserted it directly into the black hair.

His big hands got into the hem of the shirt that had been pulled out of his pants, one hand in front and the other behind, moving up bit by bit like ants climbing a tree, accurately crawling over every sensitive part of the elf's body.

Reluctantly spitting out the cherry that he couldn't taste enough, he unbuttoned his shirt deftly with his teeth, licked his white chest with his tongue, and then went all the way up from here, burying his head between the elf's neck. .

The elf was finally defeated. He gave up the devil's horn with erratic breathing, lowered his head and asked for a kiss from the devil.

This time it was more intense than before, and the obvious sound of water could even be heard.

At this time, his big hands slipped into his pants silently.

The elf's whole body stiffened for a moment, but soon, that familiar and infatuating joy spread from that hand.

He clamped his legs tightly because of this joy, but his strong hands easily broke through the defense line and lingered on the softest skin on the inner thigh.

The elf seemed to hear the sound of the thread called reason breaking, and he let out a low groan. His hand automatically moved down, and began to imitate the devil's every move, touching the lower part of the opponent's abdomen. .

It didn't matter if there were clothes blocking him, he could untie it himself. Anyway, the decorations on the Demon King's clothes were too distracting, so it was best to take them off.

It's rare to encounter an elf who takes the initiative, and the devil is naturally very cooperative. He reaches out his hand when he is asked, and lifts his leg when he is asked.

Of course, he would not forget to serve the elves, but he was considerate and did not take off the robe he was holding out to avoid catching a cold.

The robes on the elves had long been opened, covering them like a thin quilt, but under that, the unbuttoned tops and trousers that had been roughly kicked open allowed them to see each other candidly, chest Close to the chest, thigh to thigh.

The Demon King breathed into the Elf's ear: "I originally wanted to wait longer...but now I don't want to endure it anymore. What should I do?"

It's like asking him, but also like asking yourself.

The elf didn't quite understand what he meant, but at this moment, his whole body felt hot and he said very smoothly: "Then don't bear it."

After hearing this, the Demon King seemed to be startled for a moment, and then suddenly showed a smile, and it was the kind of laughter that represented joy and joy.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The elf soon realized that he had said the wrong thing.

But at that time, he was already lying lazily on top of him because of the Demon King's craftsmanship, and his energy seemed to be lost.

So he didn't struggle when the devil pressed him down again, and he didn't react when his fingers brought liquid into the place that usually just lingered outside.

In fact, because the liquid with special effects smeared in the devil's hand began to work, the elf forgot everything.

He only remembered that in the last period of time, he was like a small boat in the roaring waves, bumping along with the waves, because he could be suppressed and sunk at any time, and had to cling to the only pillar around him, and then he was on the unknown end. In the wind and waves, he was lifted up by the waves and flew high, and then fell quickly.

Dangerous, but addictive.

After that, the elves know nothing.

When the devil, who was out of control, came back from his desire, the elf had already fallen asleep, but even at this time, his body was still trembling slightly. This was the sequelae of excessive stimulation. Even at this time, Just touching him lightly will elicit a seductive moan.

The sweaty long hair stuck to her face and body, and her fair skin was once again covered with red traces, like a picture of cold plums and snow drawn on her body.

The liquid with a special smell was spread everywhere, and the elves in the mess were full of the beauty of abuse, almost igniting the devil's flames again.

But he finally endured it, gently arranged the elf's hair, closed the buttons of the robe, so that the black robe covered everything underneath, put away the picnic cloth on the ground and the elf's trousers, picked up the elf, Teleported directly back to the yurt.

He carried the elf into the bathroom and carefully cleaned his body, not even leaving a single wrinkle in some unspeakable area. When it was his turn, he just rinsed it off in a hurry.

During this period, even if a foreign object entered the body, it could not make the elf open its eyes.

He just wrinkled his pretty face and sobbed softly, even his voice became hoarse.

The devil almost couldn't hold on, but fortunately he had great endurance and finally withstood the temptation and tucked the elf into the bed.

As for pajamas?Who remembers to wear it?

Anyway, the Demon King will not let that kind of thing ruin his closeness with the elves.

The author has something to say: I finally lost control... I spat on myself, and then walked happily towards the road of no return~ Well, I didn't drive, I just pushed a bicycle and looked at my determined starry eyes. , I am a good baby!So if it is locked, I will not change it. At most, I will post the repair process of the bicycle for you!

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