But she saw that he had his eyes wide open, looking at her playfully. He didn't know how long he had been looking at her. His strong waist was bumped again, and the hard thing almost made her elastic belly dent.
A few points.
She was in pain, angry, and without any pretense, "Take it away!"
He tightened his arms around her, and her slender waist was forced to move again. This time, through the thin material, she could almost feel his thing bouncing every few seconds, rubbing against her belly.
, the skin becomes hot and embarrassed.
"My hands are all on your buttocks, so I thought you could do the work for me."
"you!"
Do it for you? These two words suddenly reminded her that one day, he also said the word "do it for you" to her in such a perverted way. She suddenly turned cold and sneered at him, "For someone like you, as long as you are a mother, you can do it for me."
Will you get hard?"
Instead of being annoyed, he smiled. His long eyebrows were drawn into his temples, making him even more handsome. He looked at her meaningfully for a while, and his smile became even thicker. "Your self-positioning is a bit modest, but you are indeed a mother."
Only then did she realize that he was using words to block her words, which made her forehead congested and unable to refute.
Her feet suddenly left the ground, and she was held by him. With a bump, her little butt landed. In a blink of an eye, she was sitting on the counter, her legs were spread by him, and her strong waist came in smoothly. She struggled, but her legs were completely damaged.
She rubbed his trousers meaninglessly, the more they rubbed, the hotter they became.
Both of them were a little confused.
Ling Yansen launched an offensive against her, and at some point three buttons of the shirt on her chest had been undone, and the texture as powerful as fine white porcelain spread out layer by layer on her broad chest.
Qingwu was surprised that the color of the skin on his chest was actually jade white, which was a bit more tender than girlish white. She cursed, who on earth said that a man who is so handsome has wheat-colored chest muscles that make women blush?
!
This pervert wanted to be better than others in everything. She couldn't help but feel jealous. She really didn't know what those women lying under him were feeling, stroking his chest, which was almost as skin-like as her own. Was it because of him?
How about touching yourself?
However, I have to say that such a fair and well-proportioned skin color really complements him. It makes this tall, thin man with small muscles look charming and charming, just like the vampire that was widely circulated in the Middle Ages.
, delicate, slender, and thin at the same time, but also without any lack of unruly and gloomy beauty.
While Wu was coveting the body of another person, Ling Yansen's movements were much faster. By the time Qingwu could react, his lips were already licking her delicate and soft neck, and he was ravaging her wildly and wantonly with his wild breathing.
It lingered, leaving patches of red marks, and there were also bits and pieces of water stains on the red marks, which were very lingering.
Qingwu couldn't help but raised her head, let out a sweet cry, her insteps arched up reflexively, and her whole body tensed up. The collar of her coat opened at some point, and the four buttons on her chest were missing, leaving only torn pieces.
The threads are hanging loosely, it must be his poison!
Just as he was about to question, his lips suddenly moved down, and he held two pieces of her cherry red pieces predatorily in his mouth, licking, biting, and fighting with his saliva. The tip of his tongue was swept over by him, and they were so entangled that she couldn't breathe, and her hands climbed on him.
Her chest pushed her back, but he pressed harder, biting her lower lip mercilessly, pulling, endlessly, until she begged for mercy and cried out in pain, and then he let go as if he was satisfied.
Without resting, he went straight down, and the tip of his tongue slipped across her white neck, following the bite marks just now, and finally came to the place between the deep groove and the two peaks.
As soon as he grabbed his hands, the fullness and perfection flowed into the palm of his hand instantly. His ten fingers started to work at the same time, one loosened and the other tightened. Qingwu couldn't help but raised her head and straightened up, and those two radiances also stood up in his palms.
The raised dot in the middle, with the pink smell of strawberry, was like a bud that was about to bloom. Ling Yansen curled his lips and pressed lightly with his thumb. Sure enough, there was another scream, and the two small flower buds instantly
It swelled and hardened into two moist strawberries.
The flexible tongue continued to linger in the ravine on her chest. As her body twisted, the tip of his tongue swirled back and forth on her jade-white skin, causing her to tremble more violently and sing louder.
At some point, her slender fingers had been inserted into his short, strong hair, and they were rubbing back and forth in the same arc as she was teasing the sensitive parts of her body, making his scalp numb and his heart itching unbearably.
Qingwu had never known that matters between men and women were so detailed. In the past, she thought it was a necessary process for creating the next generation, but now, her body, which was light and eager for more, told her that it was not the case at all.
No wonder many men and women are addicted to this thing and enjoy it. They still want to do it and want it after it.
Ling Yansen's lips left the middle point of her nut-like chest. He straightened up, gasped for air, licked his lips wickedly, lowered his head, looked at his already swollen brother, and then looked at her holding him.
Her waist was tightly clamped on her slender legs.
"Ah Wu, your legs... my waist... look how well they work together."
After saying that, he stared at her little head that was getting lower and lower.
He smiled, but his tone became serious, and his eyes were as intense as if he wanted to swallow her whole, "Give it to me or not?"
Qing Wu became confused. She heard an analysis from Lin Wei. Most men are impatient when it comes to bed. However, most women also show their dominance and machismo. After all, asking for their opinions is too gentlemanly.
, especially in the first few times, it will make them feel embarrassed and create a sense of discomfort.
Now, Qingwu was feeling this kind of discomfort. She was annoyed with him. Why couldn't a man who was usually so arbitrary and domineering act more arrogantly at this time?
As if he knew what she was thinking, he touched her face and said, "Ah Wu, you have to understand that you are the first woman in this world that I must treat as a gentleman."
In fact, this was an ordinary sentence, not even sweet words, but Qingwu's eyes were filled with tears. For her, she preferred his restrained and thick vow-like attitude.
He sighed softly, moved his lips together, and kissed her tears, "I can take anything by force, as long as I want. Women do this, and they need me to conquer them. But you are different,
Can't you see? I'm looking forward and backward. The words "looking forward and backward" have almost never appeared in my life. I don't know what it means, but I will figure it out. I am a bastard, a gangster, and even worse.
, but I will also be serious, the key depends on who I am facing."