The Perfect Destiny

One word: "wings."

Chen Liguo was already somewhat delirious, he just wanted to end all this quickly, so after a soft sound, a pair of snow-white wings slowly stretched out from his shoulder blades.

There are still dots of halo floating on the wings, making Chen Liguo's skin more white.

The devil licked Chen Liguo's lips, and said good-bye.

Chen Liguo was in a trance. At first he didn't understand why the devil wanted him to spread his wings so persistently. It wasn't until the next moment, when the black wings spread from the devil's back, that Chen Liguo suddenly came to his senses.

"No—" Chen Liguo wanted to take back his wings, but the devil pinched the base of the wings. Although the devil's expression was gentle, his movements were very tough. He said, "Do you want to be incontinent again?"

Chen Liguo whimpered in despair.

The black wings were slightly larger than the white ones, and the demon slowly covered Chen Liguo's wings with its own wings.

The moment the wings met, Chen Liguo screamed uncontrollably, he struggled like crazy, his whole body twitched, the intense pleasure almost broke his nerves.The feeling of the devil's penetration into him also spread from the wings to his body. Chen Liguo passed out, then woke up again, his whole body was shattered by the surge of pleasure.

Hearing Chen Liguo's screams, the demon watched the holy God of Light twitching and struggling in his arms, captured by the pleasure of the flesh, and even lost his mind.

However, the devil did not feel pity. Not only did he not show pity, but he wanted to make the person in front of him even more miserable, watching him cry, watching him collapse, and watching him beg for mercy.

So the demon began to thrust heavily.

Every time it was pulled out and inserted, Chen Liguo would let out a weeping sound, his eyes rolled upwards, his mouth opened slightly, and his whole body seemed to be spoiled.

"Ah, ah, uh...don't, let it go...ah." There was a useless begging sound in his mouth, and Chen Liguo didn't know how to end it all.

The demon took his breath away and found him responding unconsciously.

"I was wrong, please, stop." The poor god begged the devil's forgiveness, his wings were pinched, his wings were polluted, his lips were sucked, his body was entered, from flesh to soul, polluted by demons Nothing left.

The demon relentlessly enjoys its prey. His divine power is stronger than Chen Liguo's, so it is his feeling that is passed on to Chen Liguo. It would be terrible if the two pleasures superimpose. After all, his body of the God of Light is hot and tight. .

Chen Liguo couldn't even utter the words to beg for mercy, he opened his eyes blankly, and gave up all the struggles.

The devil said, "Be good, and I won't fuck you anymore."

Chen Liguo unconsciously sobbed and responded: "I'm good, I'm good, let me go..."

The devil suddenly had a bad idea in his heart, took off one of his own feathers, and then whispered in Chen Liguo's ear: "Open up your acupuncture point."

Chen Liguo just wanted to end it quickly, so he reached out to his acupuncture point with trembling hands, where the devil's thick penis was still wrapped, and it was almost stretched to the maximum.

The devil looked at Chen Liguo's actions and smiled viciously.

When the opening of the hole was stretched even wider by Chen Liguo's fingers, barely revealing a gap, the demon looked at Chen Liguo who was sitting on him with his thighs spread, and inserted the black feather into the gap without hesitation.

"Ahhhhh!!" There was another scream, and Chen Liguo burst into tears, he said: "Let me go, I was wrong——"

How could the devil listen to this, he stood up and brought the feather into a deeper part.

The soft touch of the feather was stuffed into the body, as if someone was scratching it, Chen Liguo broke down and cried, he no longer knew how to escape from this purgatory of pleasure.

The devil was panting heavily, pinching Chen Liguo's waist and thrusting continuously, watching the small hole with white foam, and the red hole being brought out and stuffed in by himself.

The wings of the two were still overlapping, and the mind of the God of Light in the demon's arms was on the verge of collapse.

When the demon ejaculated for the last time, Chen Liguo was already on the verge of death. He fainted from the pleasure, and then woke up again from the pleasure. The endless penetration made him wish he could just die, but the body of the god was not as he imagined. as fragile.

White turbid liquid poured into Chen Liguo's body, Chen Liguo's wings drooped, and his blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray veil.

"Okay, it's over," said the demon.

Chen Liguo didn't move.

It wasn't until the devil put his fingers in again that Chen Liguo wept softly: "Really, it's too late..."

The devil said, "Hey, I'll help you get it out."

Feathers, white turbid liquid, the devil digs little by little, watching Chen Liguo's body convulse again and being forced into an orgasm.

Chen Liguo stopped begging for mercy, he gasped a few times, his eyes blurred.

The devil said: "Hey, kiss me."

The God of Light slowly raised his head and kissed the demon's chin.

Looking at such a well-behaved lover, the devil showed a satisfied smile.