At this moment, Patricia is dying of shame and indignation.
"The book of the mind" is a magic book that can trigger the nature of human heart.
However, in the process of "the book of the mind" arousing the nature of human heart, it is not difficult for the object trapped in the state of mind to keep his will in a clear state in this process if he has a certain degree of strength.
Therefore, pachuli knew very well what she had done after being backfired by the book of the mind.
Naturally, even the man who has just come to the Red Devils hall in front of him belongs to the category of strangers completely within a day, and even the man who may be the enemy is regarded as the magic lizard, and the scene of actively asking for a kiss is clearly known.
How can pachuli not die of shame and indignation
Especially after she gave her first kiss to someone who didn't know what to do, pachuli really had the heart to die. When the other party poked a pair of big hands into pachuli's clothes and teased her body that nobody touched, pachuli almost cried.
After living for more than 100 years, in addition to the fact that Marisa often came to the library to steal the magic book she had worked hard to write, this was the first time pachuli had suffered a loss in one thing.
What's more, I still suffered a big loss. It's not enough to lose to grandma's family.
The most unacceptable thing for Patricia is the man who is making the closest contact with herself. It seems that while enjoying her delicate body, she gradually mastered some secrets of her body.
For example, sensitive points
In the other party's more and more sophisticated technique, even if pachuli clearly knew what kind of irresistible state she was in, she could not help but have some desire.
Eager for each other to continue to develop their own body
Realizing this, Patricia wanted to die even more.
Of course, what makes pachuli want to die is her voice
"Well Well Joo
In the dark library, a little short gasp reverberated around, and the interlaced voice of lips and tongues mingled with the gasp spread away clearly. There are ripples.
In a sound of breathing and lips and tongue interlaced agitation. The temperature in the dark library seems to have improved a little, and the air is filled with * * atmosphere, boiling with the increasingly loud voice.
In one corner of the darkened library, there are many books. A couple of men and women are embracing each other. Catharsis in the heart of the fire. Until I don't know how long it has been in the past, the interlaced lips and tongues can be separated.
"Ha Ha Pachuli gasped heavily, a pretty face was red to the heart. A pair of watery eyes are full of confusion, attractive to the extreme, let people hate to nibble on the above two.
"Whoo..." Speechless long spit out a breath, and let it hit pachuli's face, bow, looking at the moving pachuli, one hand is still groping in its clothes, the other hand is holding pachuli's waist, gradually recovered calm.
"It's been a long time. Besides, Muq is a witch with a high level of magic. Even if the magic effect on spirit and soul is stronger, it should be almost recovered, right?"
As if to confirm the wordless words, this sentence has just fallen. Pachuli, who was panting, suddenly shivers and still panting, but gradually glows with understanding in her blurred eyes.
As speechless expected, pachuli has begun to break away from the backfire of the "book of the mind" and slowly recovered.
However, pachuli, who slowly replied, looked speechless, as if she had been split by a thunder, and didn't react for half a day.
See, speechless brow a pick, that in the paqiuli clothes inside a pair of plump up and down above the wandering hand hard rub.
"Well..." Paqiuli immediately issued a heavy nasal sound, and finally reflected from the sluggish state, staring at speechless, purple eyes emerged in a variety of looks.
Shame, anger, shyness
All kinds of emotions poured into the beautiful eyes of pachuli one after another, which made pachuli, who was just as emotional as being drunk, seem to be a little more angry, and her body was struggling.
"Put Let go of me
Patricia's feeble wriggle was not so much a struggle as a refusal.
But with pachuli's personality, I'm sure I won't do anything I want to refuse, let alone a stranger I've only known for one or two days.
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