At the moment of being occupied, Qiucao felt uncomfortable for a moment, and her eyebrows could not help but wrinkle slightly. Although the two had made love many times, Qiucao was often unable to bear his hugeness at the beginning, especially this time.
As if he was about to leave, Muzi seemed even more excited, and his hardness seemed to be stronger than usual.
Qiucao hugged his generous back and accepted his thrusts that were harder and harder each time. Each time, Qiucao was pushed to the deepest part of her sensitivity. Qiucao was so dizzy that all the muscles in her body tensed up. An indescribable joy filled her.
There is more and more accumulation in the body...
Muzi was no better than her. His red face, dark eyes full of lust, and tight thin lips all showed that he was no less happy than she was at the moment.
While breathing, Muzi lifted her legs, wrapped them around her waist, and pushed his body deeper into her tenderness, forcing her to moan softly.[
"Princess..." He leaned over her and suddenly sped up his rhythm. The domineering force almost pressed Qiucao's entire body into his chest.
The body temperature slowly rises in the increasingly fierce sprint, and the air slowly becomes confused in the most passionate rhythm...
After a long time...
Muzi's muscles all over his body tensed up instantly, and then he fell slumped on her body.
Rapid breathing blew in her ears. After a while, Qiucao, whose breathing finally slowed down, realized that her arms were holding Mu Zi's neck tightly, and she was so embarrassed that she buried her red face into his naked body.
Sweat on chest.
Feeling her movements, Mu Zi chuckled and turned over to avoid pressing her with his weight, and said, "Would you like to ask the maid to prepare hot water and take a bath?"
This posture is so embarrassing...and he hasn't quit yet...
Qiucao's cheeks were red, her hot little face was buried in his chest, and she didn't dare to lift it up at all, "Aren't you... going out?"
"There's still an hour before departure."
Qiucao nodded in his arms, "Okay..."
"Wait for me at this moment." Mu Zi nodded, his master grasped her waist, slowly removed the autumn grass from her body, stood up, put on her clothes, and walked out.
Qiucao covered her hot cheeks and huddled under the quilt. There was a slight soreness in her legs as she was being held up. The part that belonged to him was brazenly clashing and demanding...
As I thought about it, the autumn grass burst into flames.