Wheeling Gull Isle shāzhōu de kāifàng

perhaps she had made him too competitive to realize the nuance. perhaps there was no nuance, she sought only to reclaim her winning ribbon. asmodeus did not know, and this alone was titillating. his mouth tasted of salt from where she had tested him, and when ying beckoned, the serpent attended her at once, lengthening his stride to try and match whatever pace she set.