"Huangfulian... wait, wait... no... I'm so tired... um..." Jiang Nanyan begged for mercy in a low, trembling voice.
The shameful pleasure kept coming from his body, and the speed of blood rushing through his veins made Jiang Nanyan think that he would pass out in the next second.
This strong lust frightened Jiang Nanyan. She had never experienced a stronger feeling than today, and she even felt a little scared inside.
Is it because of the relationship in the dark secret passage here that her body became so excited?
Jiang Nanyan thought dazedly, feeling Huangfulian spread her legs, grabbed her legs, wrapped them around his waist, and kept stroking her feminine area with her long fingers until she was wet again. After that, he stood up and entered inch by inch.[
Jiang Nanyan tensed her body, holding her breath, biting her lips tightly, her whole body trembling slightly, trying hard to adapt to his invasion.
"Be good, you can do it..." Huangfulian leaned next to Jiang Nanyan's ear and spoke in a low voice. His warm breath sprayed on her cheeks, causing her to tremble and her whole face turned red. Already.
However, before she could recover, Huangfulian began to stir and stir.
Jiang Nanyan was almost drained by him. Wave after wave of lust, like the ocean waves, kept attacking her, making it impossible for her to return to the ground. Every time she thought she could rest, Huangfulian quickly clung to her again. Come up.
Finally, Jiang Nanyan crawled away angrily and weakly, trying to escape from the carriage, but Huangfulian's evil palm grabbed her waist, dragged her back again, and pinned her down...
"Be good, just one more time..." Huangfulian hugged Jiang Nanyan's waist, leaned against her ear, and coaxed in a low voice.
"What once? It's been many times..." Jiang Nanyan hit him angrily and angrily, "No more..."
If the tossing continues, will she still go to the cell?
They had been spending some time in the carriage.
"Be good, the last time, just the last time." Huangfulian coaxed her gently while pressing against her back, pulsing strongly...
"No more, no more..." Jiang Nanyan sobbed softly, half of her body leaning out of the carriage. Her voice was particularly clear in the quiet secret passage.
The carriage was filled with the scent of lust, and in the dim secret passage, the men's heavy breathing and the women's feeble begging for mercy intertwined and echoed.
In the darkness at the end of the secret passage, there was a faint sound of the friction of chains. The sound was louder and harsher than the last, but no one noticed it among the men and women who were immersed in lust...