– PERVERTED!
Nguyet screamed, Duong was standing straight, his cock sticking out making her blush and not dare to look.
– Yes! I am a pervert, but you made me pervert!
Duong laughed and breathed heavily, took off his pants and stepped into the lake.
– Ah! Corrupt!
– Yes! I am a failure, but you are the one who made me fail!
– Don’t make excuses!
Afraid that Duong would see her chest, Nguyet bent down low, leaving only her head above water.
– I have no excuses! I ask you, why do you dare to give me the stubborn grape!
– I… I… You can’t come closer, or else Aunt Linh will…
– Just come! Can you bear to see me beaten to death by Aunt Linh?
Duong rushed forward aggressively, Nguyet cautiously stepped back, but the lake was not deep, if she retreated a little more her chest would rise above the water surface…
Nguyet shouted in confusion:
– Aunt Linh, save me!
But in response she only heard her own voice echoing, Aunt Linh is busy drinking, son…
Waiting for a while without any movement, Duong breathed a sigh of relief:
– Looks like your aunt Linh supports me… Ha ha…
– You… you…
Nguyet sobbed and couldn’t speak, her chest was already more than half full, the bright pink areolas were faintly visible in each fragile ripple…
No one saved her, Nguyet had to save herself. She gathered a needle in her hand, the needle glowed and she threw it at Duong.
Duong easily dodged, Nguyet took another step back, hurriedly used her hand to cover her chest to hide her nipples, and with her other hand continued to create needles to throw at Duong, each time she threw, she cursed.
– Corrupt!
– Perverted!
– Pervert!
Duong was in the throes of wild passion, becoming wilder and more aggressive than ever, moving forward step by step.
Nguyet had stepped into shallow water, the water was up to her hips, revealing her entire slim, exquisite waist.
Throwing another needle, Nguyet quickly took out a large towel to wrap around her body. Duong took the opportunity to rush forward but she immediately jumped back, at the same time she took out her sword and slashed straight at Duong.
The sword in Nguyet’s hand was not an ordinary sword, it was a low-grade holy treasure, the Vong Nguyet Sword. Duong had just gone through a great battle, his soul was injured and his spiritual power was weak, he quickly retreated to avoid the sword.
– Sword? I have one too!
Duong laughed heartily, took out the Great Thunder Sword and charged at Nguyet with the aim of exhausting her.
On the sparkling lakeside, a couple were sword fighting under the moonlight. The man was handsome and extraordinary but naked with his penis sticking out, the woman was extremely beautiful, wrapped only in a thin towel with her bare breasts bouncing with each sword strike. The scene was erotic but no less beautiful and wonderfully romantic…
Duong was excited, fighting with Nguyet with his sword, but his eyes were absorbed in observing her entire body, from her beautiful face that was blushing shyly, from her slender neck, soft shoulders down to her breasts peeking out from under the thin towel that swayed elastically with each of Nguyet’s movements, below were her long, bare thighs that radiated a seductive, sparkling light that made Duong wish he could hug and lick them to his heart’s content. The towel wasn’t long enough, every time Nguyet jumped up, a tuft of her fine hair was revealed, enchantingly…
As for Nguyet, sword fighting with a naked man in an erection, and that man was the man she loved, she was so shy that she just wanted to find a hole to hide in… Even so, her body was getting more and more excited. Once, even if it was just in a dream, Nguyet still remembered the feeling of ultimate happiness when he and she merged together, deep in her heart, she secretly wished to give herself completely, without regrets, even though life might not be like a dream…
Careless, Nguyet dropped the sword from her hand, she slipped and fell backwards, Duong immediately rushed to hug her waist and help her up…
Through a layer of towel it is still smooth, through a distance it is still fragrant…
Exchange loving glances…
Duong bowed his head, offered his lips, and closed his eyes slightly…
Nguyet almost agreed, her lips instinctively lifted up, but she was still shy…
Nguyet’s waist shook slightly, she escaped from Duong’s arms, and took the Vong Nguyet sword back into her hand.
Missing the opportunity but Duong did not regret it, he smiled, Nguyet also smiled shyly…
– Even though I have expressed my love, I still don’t want you to have me so easily…
– Moon Dance – Bright Moon Sword Technique.
Nguyet shouted silently, the Vong Nguyet holy sword emitted a pale yellow moonlight, she began to perform the sword technique of Nguyet Vu’s ultimate skill.