Jiang Zimo's fair and slender fingers slowly moved up along his ridged abdominal muscles, caressing his strong chest, then skillfully found the bulge on his chest, and drew circles, caressing and kneading.
pinch, press...
She stirred up a raging sea of fire on him, and while Murong Qingzhen carried her towards the room, his breathing began to become chaotic and rapid.
His voice is hoarse and dark, with a gentle and gentle magnetism unique to men.
"Do you know what you are doing?"
She smiled charmingly, leaned close to his lips, and whispered: "I know, I am trying to seduce you."
After her answer, the tip of his hot tongue stretched out into her mouth, kissed her cooperatively, and slowly sucked the tip of her pink tongue, neither rudely nor impatiently.
And her passionate tongue took the initiative to wrap around him, ravaging him hard and brutally, kissing each other until saliva almost overflowed from the corners of their lips...
Twisting her burning body, she murmured vaguely: "Touch me."
She knew that her body was very attractive to him.
This just provides her with the foundation and space for her beauty trap.
And after several love affairs, she also discovered that as a young nobleman who had lived abroad for several years, Murong Qingzhen was obviously an expert in love.
He is very familiar with a woman's body, he knows what to do to arouse her higher desire, he knows what kind of caressing can make her more happy, what kind of lips and tongue contact can make her breath more wild, for women
He knew everything.
Seeing her making a sound, he stretched out his palm and suddenly inserted it between them. He kneaded and wrapped her plump breasts, pressed the red nipples with his thumbs, rubbed them, and pressed and rubbed them from time to time.
The fiery male giant gently rubbed her soft private parts, and their lips and tongues were still intertwined like twists and turns. While she closed her eyes and moaned, the black and white pupils suddenly flashed with light, and there was a flash of lethargy.
The trembling firelight.
She gasped softly, and her fingers couldn't help but pull harder on the bulge on his chest, seeming to enjoy having them as hard as rocks under her fingertips.
The little hand went down again, sighing and caressing the strong abdominal muscles, and inserted it between them. His male body seemed to tremble slightly under her touch.
Her beautiful eyes were alluring, but her little hands tightened their grip on the fiery heat. The strength seemed to be just enough to make him feel infinite pleasure. He almost made a small, inaudible groan, and stared at her with his black eyes, but did not speak.
In the darkness, only at such a close distance, she could vaguely see through the faint moonlight that the nipples she had sucked on were still wet with water, and his perfect lines exuded a kind of lust that could not be said.
She exudes ultimate charm, and her cheeks that are always gentle and elegant rarely show a hint of taboo.
In fact, if she didn't have such thoughts in her heart, she really wanted to say that he was a very good and perfect man.
At the very least, it is fatally attractive to most women in this world.
Under his vague gaze, she curled her lips and kissed every inch of his waist. Her teasing seemed to make his body tense involuntarily. Even if he didn't make any sound, she knew he was
It's gradually getting out of control, but I'm just trying my best to tolerate it.
She smiled, feeling all the muscles in his body tense.