【V208】Don't tell me you don't understand the posture
Ling Yansen is really not an idiot on this kind of thing, but he is really an idiot now...
The two of them were like fools trying to eat something forbidden. They were tossing and turning, and they could only hear the sound of the high-end Simmons springs shaking and shaking.
Qingwu was holding a big belly and was afraid of the cold after being pregnant. She was put into various poses by him, and soon she was exhausted and could only breathe. Ling Yansen was not much better, so he hugged her and then
If he's afraid of being pinched by his belly, he should climb on top of her, and if he's afraid of pressing her big, round belly, he should turn to her side. Her plump buttocks are too upturned, and his brother can't even get in from this position.
On his sweat-soaked forehead, there were dense wrinkles that looked like a refugee camp in East Africa.
No matter how much Ling Yansen loved his son, at this moment, driven by the primitive nature of his body, he complained more and more about the unsightly big ball on Qingwu's belly.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the more he complained, the round ball like a watermelon became more and more upright, making it impossible for him to get close.
If Qingwu was still a bit timid and shy like a girl before approaching a woman at the beginning, now she has lost all interest due to Ling Yansen's twists and turns.
"Ling Yansen, I want to sleep."
Qingwu pulled the blanket without leaving a trace and wrapped it around her body covered with hickeys. His saliva was all on her skin and on the top of the hair on her face... She pulled the blanket and wiped it with a sad and aggrieved expression.
, looking at him carefully, for fear of offending his manly aura.
Ling Yansen was really not calm. With a big tug, the blanket that Qing Wu had finally moved flew to the ground and quickly merged with the wine stains overflowing from the bottle.
Qingwu watched helplessly, speechless and choked.
"No, Ah Wu, I'm currently studying, please give me some more time, okay?"
Study?
Qing Wu couldn't laugh or cry. He was so capable of using such high-end orthodox vocabulary to describe the corrupt, pathological and obscene things he was doing!
But Ling Yansen didn't care, he kissed her passionately, lingering on her honey-colored pink lips with the tip of his tongue, until the lips were bitten and turned red, and until she couldn't stop moaning shyly, he refused to stop, and huge beads of sweat fell down on his forehead.
In the deep ravine on her chest, along the deep valley, slowly sliding down, then there is the softly shining white belly button, and then there is the quiet, dark and small jungle.
He felt angry again and refused to let her close her eyes no matter what she said. He didn't know what happened to him tonight. He wanted so much. He was probably too eager to relieve something suppressed in his heart.
In the past, through practice, he knew that sometimes, any way to relieve stress was not as enjoyable as having sex with a woman. In the ultimate crazy joy, it was like taking drugs, and there were no more worries.
What's more, the person in front of him is still her! He can't miss it even more.
Finally, Ling Yansen, who fell from being a master in love to being a fool, finally found a solution after some in-depth research.
He lifted her body, which was limp into a puddle of water, and let her kneel on the bed. Her black satin-like hair was like a swaying rose that bloomed in the middle of the night. It was dipped in ink and bloomed on her skin that could be broken by blows.
The jet black color reflects the orchid-like charm of her empty valley.
Although she had a plump waist, because she was kneeling, her back was pulled by the heavy belly, and all the flesh moved forward, so the satin-like silky waist was displayed before his eyes, neither thick nor thin, and full.
One grip.
After all, he had a lot of worries.
She was afraid of hurting the precious son in her belly, afraid of disturbing his rest, and also afraid that if she stepped on the brother who was holding up the sky and hiding from the ground, if he continued to be so hard, he would explode. There were thousands of ants gnawing at her heart, and the nerve fibers could not rest. What?
manage?
The more you think about it, the stronger your desires become, and the more you shrink back, the more exciting you feel. Humans are really greedy animals who never learn to behave.
In the end, Ling Yansen pinched Qingwu's glutinous rice-like waist with one hand and held his tip with the other, grinding back and forth at the entrance of her hole, causing her to scream. When he touched it with his index finger, he knew that she was almost wet.
Only then did he dare to hold on to something as hard as steel and slowly squeeze it into her tight body inch by inch.
Sure enough, she started crying in pain again.
damn it!
Look at yourself who has already entered one-third of the way, and then look at the remaining two-thirds exposed in the cold air.
Ling Yansen sighed comfortably.
Just looking at the place where they are touching and grinding together, just looking at it without moving, is an ultimate stimulation for him.
"Ah Wu, be patient, open your legs, and open them a little wider. I need your complete tolerance..."
His low and sinister voice was like the magic sound played by the six-fingered harp demon. Under such a strong and extremely strong temptation, Qingwu could only obey. She felt a strong pain down there, but besides the pain, there were other feelings.
, it’s not easy for outsiders to describe, it’s like every cell has opened its mouth, breathing greedily, every neuron is receiving a slight click, numb, crispy, and itchy to the top of the heart.
Come on.
She listened to his instructions and opened her legs bit by bit, but her belly was too heavy and her slender arms couldn't support it at all, so she could only move her knees inch by inch. On her back, his huge palm was like a
The red-hot iron made her pores swell.
His thing started to move again, and she could feel herself being stretched open little by little by his huge body. The tearing feeling was still very strong, but during the tearing, two layers of skin from different bodies rubbed against each other.
It's pleasant, but it can't be ignored.
Whenever he moved, she couldn't help but raise her head and cry softly.
"Does it hurt?"
Ling Yansen was sweating profusely and couldn't tell whether her reserved scream was due to pleasure or pain.
Qingwu nodded, then shook her head, and finally nodded. Even she didn't know, maybe, pain and happiness, this is the essence of the relationship between men and women, pain is to welcome the last moment of white light flashing, the peak
of joy.
"Ling Yansen... ah... please be gentle... um..."
She was knocked forward by his violent movements. When he pushed her, her head hit the pillow. When he pulled back, she followed her backwards like an inertia.
The lights in the room were dim and the shadows were swaying. The figures of the two people fighting were cast onto the wall by the mischievous light. Qingwu turned her head to look and saw that the big black area was him, pressing on her, sprinting with all his strength.
Her face turned red, and the instep of her feet slowly arched up.
Being clamped by her unconsciously, he was too scrupulous to fully unfold it. During the slow rubbing, Ling Yansen focused all his attention on the front end of the thick one below, which was covered with the water in her body and glowing.