"Are you comfortable?" Wen Xin's little mouth suddenly became free in an instant, and she didn't know where the courage came from. Looking at Zhuo Yifan's expression of enjoyment, she blurted out a question. At that time, her whole pretty face was filled with tears.
Her face turned red with embarrassment, as if she was about to bleed, and she was as beautiful as a cuckoo.
Zhuo Yifan didn't expect that she would ask directly like this. Under the stimulation of the wonderful taste just now, he also forgot to continue to guide Wen Xin's little hand with his hand. At this time, he realized that her little hand still did not stop and was still there.
When I move up and down, I feel like I am flying into the sky.
"Comfortable!" Zhuo Yifan also blurted out.
Wen Xin lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Zhuo Yifan, but the movement of her hands still did not stop. Zhuo Yifan was overjoyed, and in excitement, his hands began to touch Wen Xin's soft and delicate body.
The gentle caressing made Wen Xin cry softly and pant, which was so embarrassing.[
"Xin'er..." Zhuo Yifan called softly.
Xin'er? When Wen Xin heard this title, she was stunned for a moment, and then she immediately realized it. This call of "Xin'er" came into her heart, and it felt so sweet and warm, allowing her to find the feeling of love between a man and a woman.
, instead of calling her Sister Wen, she is always surprised when she thinks of her age. And in front of Zhuo Yifan, age seems to be unimportant! A few years of life, for him, he may live longer than ordinary people.
, what does it mean to people who even hope to live forever?
"Huh? What's wrong?" Wen Xin asked softly with a blushing face.
"Call husband!" Zhuo Yifan reminded softly.
"Husband?" Wen Xin was startled, then murmured out, her pretty face turned shy again, and she cried out sweetly: "Husband!"
"Can you stimulate it a little more?" Zhuo Yifan asked tentatively, his breathing becoming more rapid.
"A little more exciting?" Wen Xin was stunned and asked with some confusion.
"That's it, can you put your hands in without wearing your pants?" Zhuo Yifan was silent for a while and explained awkwardly.
"Ah?" Wen Xin was immediately embarrassed by Zhuo Yifan and didn't know what to say. She froze on the spot and stopped moving her hands.
The ecstatic stimulation suddenly stopped. Zhuo Yifan was not willing to let it go. He reached out his hand again, guided her little hand, and inserted it from the waistband of his pants.
By the time Wen Xin reacted, it was already too late. A hot and hard strip-shaped object was within reach, and it was pressed squarely into the palm of her hand, still trembling violently. Zhuo Yifan suddenly took a deep breath.
Wen Xin took a breath and felt satisfied in her heart. Wen Xin, who originally wanted to resist, saw Zhuo Yifan's expression. She didn't know why, and her heart softened, so she gave up her plan to fight.
As soon as she gritted her teeth, Wen Xin closed her little hand and grabbed the hot and hard one that was still trembling.
With the squeeze of that soft and delicate little hand, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but widen his eyes and take a breath. Seeing that Wen Xin just held it and made no other movements, Zhuo Yifan became anxious and began to
Slowly guiding Wen Xin up and down.
Wen Xin was still a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but later she was able to do the piston movement naturally without Zhuo Yifan's guidance! r
