Zheng Keyun's eyes locked her, not missing any expression on her face. The high body temperature ironed her tenderness, and the firm desire separated her soft and wet petals and rubbed gently on her wettest part.
Xia Ruoqi couldn't speak at all, she whistled helplessly, and instinctively arched her body, looking for her...
The hot desire as hot as a soldering iron wanders in front of her empty flower path, seizing the trickle of spring tide.
Then, Zheng Keyun took a deep breath, leaned forward with his tall body, squeezed the soft petals, and penetrated into her flower path inch by inch...
She couldn't bear his hugeness, and a uncomfortable murmur emanated from her red lips.[
"Is it okay?" Hearing her voice, Zheng Keyun immediately stopped his body movements and looked at her sweaty.
Xia Ruoqi bit her lip and shook her head, looking at him at a loss.
"You are mine, you will always be mine!" Zheng Keyun whispered.
The next second, he stood up hard, and the hot desire as hot as iron penetrated her.
"Ah——" The strong current rushed into his body as Zheng Keyun took possession. Xia Ruoqi shouted in panic and subconsciously reached out to push him, fearing that the tender path that was held to the limit would be broken...
"Um...no...I..." She cried, her body was empty, as if she needed something to fill it, but in her heart, she was very afraid that Zheng Keyun would really ruin herself...
In the past, when the two had a love affair, Xia Ruoqi either closed her eyes or left her head.
I never dared, and I never saw him so close...
She could not imagine that her body could accommodate Zheng Keyun, and even let him sprint freely inside, bringing the ultimate sensory enjoyment...
"Why do you cry? Does it hurt?" Zheng Keyun asked hissed, pressing against her forehead.
The flower path around her was so tight and wet that it was so hot that it was ruined. Zheng Keyun restrained the strong impulse of galloping, lowered his head and gently licked the tears from her pink cheeks...
Xia Ruoqi shook her head.
Apart from shaking her head, she didn't know what else she could do.
The tender flower path was stretched so tightly by him that Xia Ruoqi could feel his pulse deep inside her body.
The uncomfortable feeling gradually faded away, and only the hot feeling remained. The feeling of emptiness gradually spread from the point where the two people were in contact.