Davis raises his chin and his lust deepens, "Take off your shirt…"

Alisa's face is red to the base of her neck, and her little hand slowly unbuttons her shirt.

Davis sneers, "What are you doing? Which part of your body hasn't been seen by me?"

Hum! Asshole, he thinks she is as cheeky as him!

Well, she’ll do it at any cost.

Alisa plucks up her courage and takes off her shirt.

The white rabbit fur just covers the front plump, and the navel pants just cover the buttocks.

What's striking is that there is a short tail at the back. Alisa's head is decorated with rabbit ears.

She doesn't know if the white skin is due to shyness or is it illuminated by the light, and it is plated with a red halo.

It looks lovely and attractive.

Davis takes a deep breath and presses Alisa directly onto the wall.

He hugs her, arches up the short woolen cloth in front of her, kisses the sexy cherry fruit, and holds it in his mouth for a while to suck

"Ah, uh…"

Alisa doesn't expect his reaction to be so crazy.

The passion comes too fast. She has not come to reflect, then her whole body is put on the top of Davis.

She rides like a horse on his raised thigh.

His big hand grasps the tail behind her, lets her hold her chest more close to her face

This girl is so sweet.

Every part of the body is full of wonderful sweet taste. The fragrance of green girl makes him completely out of control.

…

After passion, the room full of ambiguity, full of men and women after the traces of love.

Pieces of torn clothes and trousers are all over the ground.

Alisa is soft all over and has a rest for an hour without any strength. However, she is clean and still wearing pajamas. Did he help her wash it?

This damned man is surprisingly good in physical strength. He didn't stop from 8:00 to 12:00. She fainted once.

When she woke up, he is still galloping on her.

Does he say that playing with a woman can't last more than a month? Which woman can stand this kind of playing?

It's strange that why he is not exhausted.

In the quiet night, the clock is ticking.

Davis is already asleep.

She suddenly has a bold idea to kill him.

Yeah, kill him and get revenge on her sister.

Her eyes follow the table. There is a small fruit knife on it. She gently walks over, reaches for the fruit knife.

The blade is cold in the night, and her hands are shaking.

In fact, she is very timid. She was afraid of blood since she was a child. Let alone kill people. She dares not even knead an ant.

However, that layer of hatred is so strong.

Her heart has been shaking, unable to make a decision, and she does not want to give up.

She just stands for a long time.

Behind her comes Davis's voice. "What are you doing with a knife?"

Alisa screams in horror with her heart pounding, and looks back to see that Davis is standing behind her at that time. With deep doubts in his eyes, he wakes up?

Davis reaches for her wrist.

"Want to kill me?"

Alisa soon recovers her mind. She can't fight him. When he falls asleep, she can't fight him. Besides, he is still awake.

"No, no, I just want to eat apples…"

Alisa conveniently takes an apple from the fruit plate.

Davis reluctantly releases his hand, and Alisa pulls straight at the corner of her mouth. She picks up the apple and cuts it.

She is flustered, then the knife cuts to her finger.