The penthouse luxury suite of Baolai Yijing Winery has a huge floor-to-ceiling window blocked by two layers of gauze, facing the magnificent sea. The rising sun and the undulating sound of the waves are isolated from the outside.
The quiet room was filled only with a strong atmosphere of love and desire.
Qin Xiaoman had been awake for a while, but she just didn't dare to open her eyes.
The man's hand covered her waist and wrapped her tightly underneath. Although he didn't move, she knew he was looking at her and she could feel his gaze.
I expected that he would carry her to the hotel last night and, under the guise of helping her take a bath, force him into her room again. When the woman who was mentally and physically exhausted lay back on her vagina, she couldn't even lift a finger. Who could
Thinking of where this man got so much energy and treating the bed as a new battlefield, he pulled her to start the next round of more extravagant demands.
Throughout the night, she was manipulated by him in countless positions and lost for countless rounds. Her consciousness was repeatedly confused and lost.
She was reminded again and again by him, and when she was finally forgiven, she forced her eyelids to raise her eyes, and the sky outside the window had already become slightly brighter.
The strange thing is that even in such a vague consciousness, she actually completely remembered the ultimate feeling of ecstasy when being loved by him, her heavy breathing and low growl, and even her own strange and shameful cry.
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She really didn't know how to face him when she opened her eyes. The completely crazy confrontation this night was something she had never experienced before, and she had never even thought about it.
When he was thinking about whether to say "good morning" to him with a smile as usual, Yan Zisong kissed the woman's closed eyes. Her two rows of slightly trembling eyelashes had already revealed her thoughts.
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The man kissed her carefully, slowly from her eyes to the tip of her nose, and finally stopped on her lips. Their foreheads were touching, and his tall nose gently rubbed against hers.
"Are you awake?" He said softly, as if to melt people.
But when she lay flat between his legs, she could feel his changes. Qin Xiaoman's original intention of responding was suppressed by this familiar and shameful feeling.
She was really tired, her waist and legs were so sore that even getting her out of bed was probably an arduous task, and besides, it was daytime.
Yan Zisong looked at the secretly blushing face of the woman in front of him who closed her eyes and deceived herself, and felt even more sweet in his heart. Last night, he exhausted her, but he couldn't control himself, thinking that he could sleep with her all night
Being together, he couldn't suppress the thoughts in his heart.
Thinking of the ecstasy that this usually shy person looked like when he was under that divine horse, he was impulsive again and again, thinking of the unprecedented sensual peak brought to him by the extreme rubbing and lingering, he
I can't help but try again and again...
The man's lips came to her ear, and his low and low tone full of sui and lust stirred her eardrums.
"Now that we're awake... let's come back..."
Qin Xiaoman was shocked by his unabashedly bold and gentle request, and all pretense was shattered. She could no longer pretend to sleep, and ignored his touch, blushing and leaning on his chest.
"I hate you..." The woman squirmed dissatisfied in his arms, wishing she could hide herself in his body, "Are you done..."
Yan Zisong smiled happily, and gently lifted the woman's tight legs from his arms, soothing her resistance while placing it on his waist.