The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Ulysses..." Lasputin, who finally got Ulysses' response, groaned softly, and the two pink buds on the firm chest became hardened with excitement. Because she always wears a cloak, her skin is white, tender and smooth, and her slender waist doesn't even have a trace of cellulite. Everything beautiful makes her girly body look very delicate and tender.

Because of Ulysses's current caressing and the strong stimulation inside her body, her body was constantly trembling. For her only second time, this behavior was indeed over-stimulating. The matte skin has been dyed with a lovely pink color, and where the two combine, the mysterious girl who was originally pink and tender is constantly flowing out a transparent liquid, filling the air with scarlet aura.

"Lasputin..." At this point, Ulysses could no longer think of anything else. Now he only knows to use his hands and body to feel the beautiful body of Lasputin, immersed in the first desire of mankind.

A little bit crudely, he pulled the shoulders of Lasputin, who had been taking the initiative, and then pressed her sideways behind him. Ulysses began to ravage her beautiful body like the last time he was in the hotel. But compared to the last time, his movements were much gentler this time, after all, this time he was not controlled by that strange drug anymore.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! After the initial discomfort, she began to wholeheartedly feel the pleasure of bonding with the one she loved.

The fiery firmness rubbed the most sensitive part of her body time and time again, making her body tremble, beautiful short hair scattered behind her head, silver teeth clenched between her teeth, and the waves of abnormal movements gradually turned into The soft pleasure of ecstasy again and again, accompanied by her bursts of chuckling sounds, exudes the radiance of youthful desire that is unique to that beautiful girl.

Although the wet girl's mysterious place has gradually softened, the compact and hot touch still made Ulysses feel a cold war with pleasure. The desire that has been suppressed by him seems to become more ferocious after being liberated, so that he has no idea of ​​stopping.

"Ah, Ulysses, it's so hot..." About half an hour later, there was a convulsion and the enchanting princess of Lasputin. Ulysses trembled for a while, and poured his own unique golden liquid into Lasputin's delicate girl's body. The hot golden liquid made her so excited that she reached a peak in an instant.

However, this is just the beginning. For Ulysses, who has a realm of infinite desires, this explosion is only a small part of his desires. After the outbreak, he didn't need any rest time at all, and immediately continued to gallop on Lasputin's beautiful body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!) Maybe it was because this time was not as painful as losing the virgin body last time, she could feel the most primitive happiness better. For her, who had just tasted the fruit of the taboo, all of this was like a dream. Combining with the one she loves is what she is looking forward to. So no matter how Ulysses trampled her, she would not refuse.

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Time passed unconsciously, and no one came to disturb the crazy lingering Lasputin and Ulysses by the small lake in this forest. It wasn't until Ulysses vented all his desires on the beautiful girl of Lasputin that everything calmed down.

Lasputin, who had no strength to stand up, lay on Ulysses's broad wizard robe, panting delicately. Between her waist and legs, and on her body, there was golden liquid left by Ulysses everywhere. The air is full of strange breath.

"...I'm sorry, Lasputin." Even if he avoided it no matter how much, Ulysses still couldn't forgive what he did to Lasputin. If his will is stronger, his resistance to desire is higher, or his mind is clearer, maybe he won't let Lasputin become such a weak state.

"What an idiot, Ulysses, I don't blame you at all. Everything is voluntary, and it doesn't feel bad..." At the last sentence, Lasip, who barely got up. Ting's voice is smaller than a mosquito, probably no one can hear it.

"But..." Ulysses did not continue, because Lasputin was already relying on him, and said softly:

"Don't say anything, let me rest for a while..."

In Ulysses' nostrils, you could smell Lasputin's faint girly body fragrance. At this time, Lasputin should have been very tired, but still gently relying on Ulysses's side, so that he can feel the plump and elasticity of her beautiful body. Perhaps, she didn't want to hear what he was sorry to say, but she wanted to rely on it this way. Realizing this, Ulysses stopped saying anything, but reluctantly cast his gaze to one side of the clear lake.

Because of Ulysses' rough movements, there are some bruises on Lasputin's delicate body, but there is no expression of pain or complaining on her face, and some are just a kind of satisfaction and tranquility after the storm.

At this time, Ulysses, who was relied on by Lasputin, stared blankly at the peaceful lake next to him, feeling his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't think about anything, and didn't want to think. Just subconsciously gently hugged Lasputin's naked body next to her with her hands, so that she would not feel cold.

And Lasputin also enjoys such a quiet and gentle atmosphere. Although Ulysses didn't say anything, she could still feel the care when relying on him. Those hands that gently hugged her body were her greatest comfort.

All the time, it would be fine... Lasputin, who closed his eyes, secretly prayed in his heart to let this time pass a bit slower, and then slower. If time can stop at this moment, it would be best. At least, Ulysses now belongs to her alone. His arms are also monopolized by her.

How long has passed, no one knows, only that the time should have passed a long time. The two people with different longings didn't separate from this state of relying on each other until the light of the setting sun was about to fall below the horizon. Lasputin quickly put on the clothes she took off next to her, and put on the new underwear she had prepared earlier, and at the same time put away the magic robe that was soaked in golden liquid on the ground.

And Ulysses took out the new wizard robes from the dark dimension space to put on them. After looking at each other embarrassingly, the two walked towards the town together.

"Ulysses, you don't hate me, do you?" Lasputin, who blushed and walked beside Ulysses, asked in a low voice. She has no regrets for the act of overthrowing him today. After all, this is the only way to go further with him. However, if possible, she still hoped that he would not underestimate herself, and she did not want him to think that she was that kind of frivolous girl.

"No, Lasputin, you have done nothing wrong. If you want to say something wrong, it should be me. It is me who is burdened with sin..." Ulysses sighed softly. He didn't. She thinks Lasputin is a frivolous girl, she and Aya are not the same type of girl at all. She is strong and serious, she should have made a lot of determination to ask him out and do so. How could he hate the girl who loves him so hard.

If there is a problem, the problem is himself. He wanted to become a priest, and he hadn't seriously considered what to do when he encountered such a thing. How can we deal with this kind of thing without hurting anyone? For the simple one, this kind of complicated relationship problem is more difficult to understand than the priest's canon, which is thick enough to be used to smash people.

Supreme God, what should I do... Ulysses who can't find a solution to the problem can only pray helplessly. What kind of thing is love, why is it so strong, and sensible Lasputin will love him so hard.

He doesn't know the answer, because he never understood what love is. The love of priests is not for specific people, but for all the sad people who need help and long for salvation. With his ideal of life as a priest, he has never really had any love for any girl. Even when he was the most impulsive in his youth, he had no experience similar to first love. He had never experienced the kind of heart beating and looking forward to meeting a girl.

Therefore, he can't understand what love is and why girls can work so hard.

"Really, do you really care about my waywardness?" Lasputin asked a little uneasy.

"In the name of the Supreme God, Lasputin, I don't mean to blame you, everything is my sin..." Ulysses gave a wry smile, to the lovely girl who worked hard to love him and dedicate her body to him. , How does he blame. What worries him is his own weakness, not Lasputin's enthusiasm.

"No, it's not..." Lasputin whispered, taking Ulysses' hand and shaking it gently. But he didn't seem to be aware of this matter, and he was still annoyed by his weakness.

Really, but it’s okay, that’s it, let’s go back together...Looking at Ulysses’ profile, Lasputin lowered his blushing face because of his shyness, and asked him to hold his hand and slowly To the small town outside the forest...