Little by little, his fingers went to the waist that was not tight enough to hold, and all the way down, he spread her legs together.
Meng Xinran's head sank into the soft pillow, and her hands were restrained behind her by the man. She was like fish on a chopping board, letting the man roughly tear the clothes covering her body, and her legs were naked and showed a large font.
She gasped and screamed in fright: "Ling Ye! Stop! What on earth do you want to do?"
"Didn't you say that I love you? Then let me love you well now and love you until death."
The voice stained by lust is unusually hoarse and low.
The big palm passed through the lower abdomen, suddenly covering the round body exposed in the air, and rubbed it for a while, letting her pleading voice echo in the huge bedroom...
Suddenly, Meng Xinran's whole body trembled and she stared at Ling Ye in disbelief. She couldn't believe that the man would make such an action.
The tight and narrow inside suddenly bit Ling Ye's finger, and the warm and moist touch made Ling Ye's body stiffen, and at the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief...
"Um...get out!" The swelling and sourness made Meng Xinran, who had not experienced lust in five years, couldn't help but tremble. She instinctively contracted and rejected, and she sobbed softly: "Ling Ye, let me go... wuwu, I was wrong.
, I just lied to you, that person is not an (adult) husband at all..."
Ling Ye acted as if he had not heard of it, creating waves of love. This man has always been a master of love. Even if he has not had sex for five years, he still has the proud capital.
Based on his understanding of women, he had every reason to believe that the feeling just now meant that Meng Xinran had not been touched by another man in the past few years.
However, when he thought of her lying on the back of another man, talking and laughing, the fire in Ling Ye's chest burned again, and the movements in his hands became more fierce and evil...
Meng Xinran breathed heavily as if she was deprived of oxygen. She was tortured to the point of death. Her brain went blank, as if her soul had been drained. Sweat soaked her scattered hair. Her eyes were blurred, and at the same time, a wave of pain rose up in her body.
The subtle (pleasure) feeling and the squeaking sound coming from her mouth made her feel very guilty inside.
Suddenly, everything came to an abrupt end
Meng Xinran lay exhausted on the pillow. Her intuition told her that Ling Ye would not let her go so easily. She turned her head with difficulty and saw the man taking off his black nightgown, with a strong chest and a perfect belly without a trace of fat.
is presented before our eyes...
Ling Ye pulled her body, his huge pride penetrated her hard from behind, and began to move vigorously and uncontrollably...
"If you don't want to feel pain, just keep moving." The man's hoarse voice came from behind.
Meng Xinran clutched the bed sheets tightly. In order to relieve the pain, she had to do as he said. Her white and tender shoulders left traces of sucking one after another. She burst into tears, and her whole body felt like she was going through a war.
, she felt even more regretful in her heart. If she hadn’t been trying to show off her rhetoric, she wouldn’t have ended up like this.
He had many ways to make her suffer, but he chose the most primitive one
But the matter has come to this, nothing can be undone, no matter how painful it is, she has to endure it
The man's fighting ability was not reduced at all because of his illness. After an unknown period of time, his movements became gentle...