But after waiting for a long time, there was no other touch on her buttocks except his cool and moist hands. She couldn't feel him moving. Although she had never experienced it, she had a solid theoretical foundation. She knew what would happen.
There would be pain, discomfort, and swelling, but she felt all of these.
She frowned and waited again, but except for his increasingly heavy breathing and increasingly rapid small movements, she still couldn't feel the approach of his organs.
His body was obviously moving, she could feel it, but he didn't come close to her, so what on earth was he doing?
Just as she was wondering, suddenly, a short low groan came from behind, the voice was rough and wild, and hearty. This low roar was not unfamiliar to her. In the days when she first moved into the villa, she almost heard it.
Every night, this kind of sound was indispensable among the movements coming from his master bedroom. She knew that people would make such intoxicating sounds only when their bodies were stimulated and produced strong feelings.
She had a bad premonition in her heart. She frowned and subconsciously refused to think about it any further. Instead, she tilted her head and tried hard to turn sideways and look back to find out.
Ling Yansen was moving fiercely, and the part of his body he was holding in his hand was getting harder and harder. Blood and strong stimulation rushed to the top. He stared straight at her, staring at her nothingness.
The pink, white and tender buttocks are hidden by the object.
There was a huge fire in his eyes, and he seemed to be enjoying himself more and more. The pleasure slowly accumulated from his toes and shoulders, and then surged over his body.
But at this moment, there was a noise coming from her, and she began to feel uneasy. She tossed her black hair back and forth, trying her best to glance over her little head and look towards him.
His eyes were cold, and he knew she was starting to doubt him, so he sped up his movements, moving his hands heavily back and forth, and he couldn't help but roar out a residual sound in his throat.
Qingwu froze suddenly, and her eyes suddenly opened wide. She thought that she knew what he was doing. She was so angry that she couldn't breathe smoothly, and then she became uncontrollably furious. Her head exploded with a bang, and everything
Unable to think like that, she was so furious that her heart and lungs were about to fail!
This bastard! This pervert! This beast! He, he...he is actually...
How could he be like this? How could he humiliate her like this in front of her! She thought it was just a matter of patience, but she forgot, how could a careless person like Ling Yansen really cooperate with her? He would always have
Way to kill her!
As if she could no longer control it, she burst into tears. Her plaintive sobs caused him to freeze suddenly, and then quickly started moving again. She tried her best to twist her body, struggle, resist, and want to
Breaking out of the tight siege, he had quick eyesight and quick hands. With a wave of his big hand, he grabbed both of her hands in an instant, and his legs were tightly pressed against the table. He pinched her and couldn't move. She screamed and cried.
, she howled, she scolded, but all she got in response was his growling getting louder and thicker.
"Ling Yansen, you bastard! Let me go! How could you... wuwu... how could you do this to me? What on earth did I do wrong that you want to insult me like this? Big bastard! What a pervert! You devil, let go.
Me! I hate you! I hate you so much!"
Her petite and exquisite body twisted as flexibly as a goldfish. He put more force on his hands and feet, trapping her even more tightly. However, his eyes did not move at all, and his expression did not move. He only stared at her flesh-flaps.
The sunken black land in the middle of his rich buttocks contained the scenery he had longed for, and it had a huge alluring power that he wished he could bury in it for the rest of his life. That was his ultimate.
The source of joy, the peak of joy.
He began to tremble.
His hands were moving back and forth all the time.
"Ling Yansen, you will be punished! You dare to do this to me, you dare to humiliate me like this! I hate you, a beast-not-a-devil, you really make me sick, you really make me sick
Ah! Let me go! Do you hear..."
Qingwu screamed and yelled wildly, but in the end she could only cry desperately. Her sobs were like strong medicine, making the person behind her even more crazy. He moved violently and kept roaring.
Trapped in the joy of being about to die, his ears became useless and his mind fell into slumber. He could hear nothing and knew nothing.
At this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.
The man and woman who were fighting in the room were both frozen and did not dare to express their anger.
After knocking on the door three times, the secretary's clear and vague voice came in faintly, "Mr. Ling, Mr. Li from Weiyuan just called. He has 090017 shares that he is eager to sell. Last week
The closing price was 2.34, an increase of 26.92%. Mr. Li claimed that Weiyuan is in urgent need of liquidity internally. If you have the intention to buy, he said please contact him as soon as possible."
Ling Yansen frowned impatiently and kept moving.
Qingwu tried her best to turn over, feeling extremely horrified. She didn't know that he had locked the door before. Now, she didn't hear the sound of high heels walking away, which meant that the secretary was still waiting outside the door, and the cold-blooded animal behind her had lost all her mind.
But she ignored it. She was really afraid that the next second, the door would be pushed open violently...
What will she do then? What can she do? Will she still have the nerve and courage to survive in this world?
"Mr. Ling?" The secretary didn't know why. She just heard from the front desk secretary that Mr. Ling had gone upstairs. She looked at the closed curtains and wanted to leave, but Weiyuan's Mr. Li urged her hard. She heard this again a few days ago.
Assistant Wu said that the president is paying attention to this stock. What if he misses it and blames it?
Thinking of this, she hesitated and called out cautiously, "Mr. Ling? Mr. Ling, are you there?"
in the house.
Qing Wu angrily straightened up and pushed back violently. Her back hit the sensitive front end of Ling Yansen's gadget. He grunted and resented it. It was the critical moment and he was half distracted.
He couldn't leave, but this woman attacked him so harshly that she almost broke his dick.