Qin Xiaoman was filled with fear and fear of being seen by passers-by who happened to be passing by this remote place without opening their eyes. She was so worried that she was tormented by the wet teasing in her ears and the skillful pressure of his hands.
The moans and groans in his mouth, "Don't be here", were gradually disturbed into the sultry moans of "um...ah".
The rubbing through the fabric became more and more unbearable. A rustling, rougher touch than fingers hovered over the nipples, causing the woman to tremble.
The honey juice under her body was already overflowing, and the man's lips and tongue rubbed against her chest again. Through the thin and cool gauze, he licked his warm and wet tongue on her upturned nipples; after she swallowed softly,
At the moment of the sound, I couldn't wait to hold the tip of the yarn in my mouth, twisting and turning and biting.
Yan Zisong looked at the woman's confused expression and gradually became bolder, attacking with more force between his teeth.
"Ah..." On the edge of pain and relief, Qin Xiaoman simply didn't know whether he was going to live or die; only being bitten by him made his whole body become as soft as water.
In the haze, the two legs were separated and lifted to the waist by the man. Before he could react, the hot rod was already touching the source of heat.
The man leaned towards her face, biting the woman's broken cherry lips carefully, "Come and feel it to see if it is thicker and longer than four years ago..."
As he said that, he forced himself to hold the woman's hand and moved it to his crotch; the unwilling hand was forced to touch his erection. Qin Xiaoman was instinctively afraid and prepared to retract, but was struck by the heat-filled hand.
The thick stick bounced into her hand.
"Touch me..." The man forced her hand almost stubbornly, and she had nowhere to hide in this narrow space. She tremblingly touched the top of the huge rod, and wetted her with a trace of moisture.
My whole heart just couldn't tell whether it was joy or fear.
The object that was not fully closed bounced "suddenly" in her palm, and the woman who was originally frightened almost screamed; but the man on her body smiled evilly and let go of her hand.
"Do you like it..."
Although the two of them had tasted clouds and rain for the first time that night, for Qin Xiaoman, this was the real first time in a sober state.
She had absolutely no idea how such a huge object of this man could be stuffed into her body; what was even more shocking was that he was so bold and wanton, and wanted to enjoy this kind of thing as the most fascinating career in the world.
But how could she stand up to his tricks? In the darkness, her whole face was red and hot, and she couldn't answer his tricky question.
I was torn between the unspeakable "like" and the untrue "dislike". I was frightened and worried that pedestrians who happened to be passing by would bump into me, and I was also afraid of his huge size.
In her pitiful paralysis, the woman couldn't resist, but she couldn't cater to her. Although she had already made up her mind to let him have as much fun as he wanted this time, when things happened, she was still surpassed by this man's imagination.
His persistence and enthusiasm frightened him into confusion.
After all kinds of suffering, the man reached her entrance. At some point, he put his left hand on her waist, and pressed it lightly, making her whole body tremble; there was such a terrible spot on her body.
A place that even she herself never knew.
The man gently kneaded her waist, making her whole body unable to move away as he stirred; while holding on to his weapon, he inserted it slowly.