Such a disgusting place, the place where men pee, was actually put in her mouth. It was very disgusting to think about it. How could she bear it?
That place was so dirty and disgusting, it was impossible to bear just thinking about it.
So I had to obediently help him get it out with my hands!
Although he didn't know why he asked her to help him get it out with her hands when she was a living woman in front of him, and he didn't want to enter her body, but she still used her hands obediently.
At this point, she had no right to ask why.
So, she half-crawled, holding Feng Haotian's little Haotian in her small hands, without even looking at it, her eyes dodge, but she didn't know how to get there while holding the little Haotian.
Chapter 33: Auntie is here (7)
When Feng Haotian saw this, he frowned and said, "Why don't you move?"
At this time, God knows how uncomfortable he endured it. If it weren't for the sake of his aunt, he would have slept with this woman directly. How could he care about whether this woman was comfortable or not?
It's really strange. When did Feng Haotian become so considerate?
Did he eat too much before he cared about whether this woman was feeling well or not?
If things were like this before, he would have found other women to solve the problem.
But now I would rather let her masturbate than find another woman.
After listening quietly, his face turned hot, and his voice sounded like a scream, and he said softly: "How to move?"
She probably knew, but at this moment, her brain seemed to be short-circuited, and she couldn't react at all, and was very confused.
When Feng Haotian heard this, he was stunned for a moment. It turned out that this woman didn't know how to masturbate for others, so she was really cute.
So, he held her hand, and then moved it back and forth, up and down, and said: "Just like this, up and down, back and forth, help me get it out quickly, or I can't help it and stuff it."
Go into your mouth..."
After An Jing listened, she couldn't care less about being shy at this time. She just started moving her little hands, back and forth, up and down, thinking about the movements Feng Haotian just taught her.
Feng Haotian felt An Jing's hand holding little Haotian, and couldn't help but let out a moan. His big hand did not forget to hold An Jing's chest, teasing the little grape on the chest from time to time.