C277 Trapped in Prison

In the darkness of the Devil's Cave, a chilly wind was blowing.

It was just like the mood Gray Turtle was in at the moment.

One minute she was enjoying the two delicate beauties beneath her, and the next she felt as if she had fallen into hell.

As he slightly raised his head and glanced at the two figures overlooking him, Greydove couldn't help but shiver in fear