However, when I arrived at the Ming Dynasty, I realized that it was something that was trembling and panicking. Moreover, this time, it was not her dressing up and dressing up to please him and serve him, nor did she be careful and deal with him with affectionate eyes, nor did she do everything well, thousands of times
Looking back, waiting for his arrival again and again, steps, programs, everything is programmed, without any novelty. After a long time between husband and wife, they are like brothers and feet, and there is no more passion...
It's completely different at this moment. It's him who attacks! Every man has a domineering temperament in his bones; every woman is looking forward to the moment of being occupied - the more she attacks, the more excited she is.
He was unexpectedly happy about this reunion.
The woman in her arms was like a pot of hot water, and the temperature gradually boiled with the addition of firewood. Her waist was so soft, her lips were so sweet, and the white skin exposed on her back was so thin and
Her pitiful figure, and her slender waist, the eroticness he brought with him in one hand...
He was very excited, just like a young boy, in the light and shadow, in the sound and color, in the restlessness of black and white, in the calm waves and the huge waves...
He suddenly lost control. He didn't know that this body actually had such a strong, fatal, and incredible attraction to him.
He reversed her.
"Your Majesty...Hong..."
Her slightly opened lips were closed by his kiss, and her lingering lips gently bit her... Such a clear and prominent collarbone, such a beautiful and weak chest, and a bright piece of skin like a dove
Soft, just like his dream... It's like this in the dream, it's also lingering in the dream... too erotic, too invincible... too makes people excited... His hands are like a wandering snake
, I only remember this lingering and sad...
He only remembered this, and forgot everything else.
And the moment she fell down, she was shy and blushed.
Because she didn't know that her encounter with him was at such a moment, in such a scene - a woman, Luo's shirt was half-falling, and she was unable to solve it, and then suddenly she was torn apart by such violence...
Breathing, so hot, and so big hand, is the man among men, with the domineeringness of siege cities and lands, and even a little cruel. There is no pity, only a storm and rain have passed...