Su Cen, whose breathing had calmed down a bit, suddenly felt a heat in his cochlea. Before he could react, his lips were blocked again.
The man's overwhelming wet kisses flowed down the corners of her mouth and chin, stopping at her slender neck to lick and suck. His restless hands slid behind her back, rubbing them up and down, causing Su Cen to tremble slightly.
Her little hands grasped his arm tightly, her little face turned red, and her panicked eyes didn't know where to put them, twisting her body to avoid the man's eager pursuit.
Little did he know that her twisting made his demands more intense. The soft touch on her lips was far from satisfying him. He wanted more!
The strong arms restrained her, and the big hands tightly grasped her slender waist and pulled her towards him, forcing her to lean up and stand on tiptoes close to her. She moved her other hand along the way, and only heard a "chi la" sound.
, Su Cen felt a chill on her back, and the zipper on the back of her dress was unzipped.
Amid her exclamations, a big, calloused hand took the opportunity to touch her, and the warmth of the palm seemed to burn her.
Su Cen's watery eyes widened in horror, and his little hands frantically pushed the man's hard chest with perfect muscle texture. He shook his little head to resist the man's licking and biting of his delicate collarbone, "No... don't...
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Her protest seemed to arouse the dissatisfaction of someone who was buried in her neck and immersed in lust. His beautiful eyebrows furrowed, he raised his head slightly, and locked her red lips again.
"Uh..." Her protest was swallowed up by him. His powerful spiritual tongue went straight in, sweeping every corner of her mouth, and then wrapped around the evasive tip of his tongue, forcing her to raise her face and dance with him.
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Feeling that the woman in his arms was about to suffocate, he let go of her slightly. He looked at her trembling body, her chest rising and falling, her breathing rapid, and her mood inexplicably comfortable. The corners of her sexy mouth slightly raised, "It seems that not many people suffocate when kissing."
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The man's deep and hoarse voice, his indescribable sexy charm, and his warm breath mixed with the faint aroma of wine made Su Cen feel numb for a while. He couldn't help but raise his watery eyes, pursed his lips, and glanced in front of him with a resentful look.
This one is cheap and looks like a good man.
With just this glance, Shen Mohan, who thought he had good powers, was distracted for a moment, and half of his soul was lost. He was shy and timid, angry and crazy, amorous and green, charming and cunning, saying no
The free spirit that emerges, the endless bewitchment.
#has been blocked#
Because the skirt was a tube top, she didn't wear a bra, just a bra.
This discovery made him a little happy, because it was much easier to pull off two latex patches than to undo a row of locks.
Su Cen, who was almost immersed in his tenderness, felt his movements and her brain was in a state of confusion. Without even thinking about it, her slender and slender legs that were close to his legs quickly arched up and straight up.
Go up.
"Ugh! Damn it!"
With a cry of pain, he took a step back, let go of her, covered his body, arched his waist, and looked at her with a somewhat painful expression, his deep black eyes filled with desire and suppressed anger that had not yet disappeared.