"Yeah." Jiang Nanyan nodded with a blushing face, not resisting his increasingly unbridled and passionate entanglement.
The body was completely laid flat, and the white and tender skin was completely exposed in the faint morning light.
Huangfulian's eyes shone brightly, she lowered her head and sucked on it, tasting it carefully and rubbing it together.
"Well...Huangfulian..." Jiang Nanyan's hand was clamped and pressed to the top of his head, unable to move at all.
She could only bite her lip, endure the escaping moans, arch her body weakly, move unbearably, and bear his increasingly hot moves.
When the red bud on her chest was sucked by Huangfulian's hot and coaxing thin lips, she finally couldn't help it, and she trembled and begged in a low voice, unable to speak, "Huangfulian... don't, don't do this, hurry up
Let me... get up..."
Huangfulian ignored her words and continued the movements of her hands and mouth until she tasted enough. Then she raised her head and said, "Shh, don't make any sound. The palace ladies should have all gotten up by now."
"Then you still..." Jiang Nanyan bit her lip and looked up at the man lying on her body. Her whole body was on fire and was about to burn.
She frowned, her expression was both comfortable and uncomfortable, she bit her lips tightly and did not dare to make a sound. Her soft and shiny black silk hair was scattered between the exquisite pillows and quilts. She could be tempted no matter how seductive she looked.
people.
"Yan'er." Huangfulian leaned down and nibbled on her tightly bitten lips, with a wicked smile in her black eyes, "Did I make you feel comfortable last night?"