At night, when Rong Junlie came back, Luo Yan had fallen asleep on the sofa in the children's room. After Rong Junlie finished washing, Luo Yan picked her up without waking up.
"You're back..." Luo Yan woke up in his arms and looked at him in front of her with sleepy eyes.
Rong Junlie kissed her face and said, "Miss me back?"
"That's not true..." Luo Yan rubbed her eyes.
"It's rare for them to sleep tonight..." Rong Junlie put her on the bed and then pressed her down with his tall body.
"Ah... no way..." Luo Yan quickly wanted to get up from the bed.
"Why can't it be done? Ever since the two little guys came, you don't like doing this with me anymore!"
"I've been very tired recently!" Luo Yan pushed him and couldn't help but muttered.
"I can't help it anymore. If you don't give it to me, I'm going to explode." Rong Junlie's eyes were scarlet, and he held her small hand tightly with his big hand and directly put it on his own erection, looking up at her.
"Ah." Even though it was through her pants, Luo Yan could almost feel the burning heat and vigorous vitality. His erection lifted the fabric of his pants heavily and thrust it into her palm.
"How can we wait like this?" Rong Junlie gasped, lifting up the long skirt with one hand and touching the snow-white thighs. When his rough hands slid across her skin, Luo Yan couldn't bear it.
I had a cold war.
She was wearing lace panties, and the pitiful fabric made it easier for him to move. As his fingers combed through the soft hair, Rong Junlie could already sensitively feel that she was already emotionally moved.
"Honey, you want me too, right?" He sighed softly, admiring the wetness on his hands.
The pad of his index finger slid back and forth between her delicate and beautiful lips, and he grabbed the small flower bead at the top and pulled hard, "Ah!" The lightning-like lumpy feeling made Luo Yan slide down softly, but she was pushed down.
His powerful palms supported him and pressed against the wall.
He kept rubbing the round bead, letting it roll between his fingers, flicking and pulling heavily, which made her unable to calm down.
The slippery spring juices kept pouring out from the depths of her body and flowed to the floor along his caressing palms. For some reason, her reaction was fast and violent this time.
Within a few moments, Luo Yan was moaning softly due to his skillful fingering, her pert buttocks pressed against his cock, her hips twisted, and they started to move, rubbing against him through their pants.
"You woman -" Rong Junlie growled lowly, lifting up her skirt, revealing her alluring white buttocks and buttocks, which were as attractive as peaches.
These days, if he was not busy outside, she would be awake when he went out in the morning, and she would be asleep when he came back at night, so he endured it and did not touch her.
At this time, he didn't want to endure it anymore, so he pulled off his panties, which had no covering effect at all, and slid them down to her ankles, and patted the elastic little crotch hard.
"Lift it up!" This kind of posture was really shameful. Luo Yan looked at him bitterly and felt that after not seeing him for a while, this man's face had become so much thicker.
"Don't-" She bit her lip, not wanting to give in.
Rong Junlie slapped her hard, "Lift up, little thing, and let your husband love you!"
Luo Yan's face turned red with embarrassment, her body bent down rebelliously, her snow-white buttocks and hips were raised.
Suddenly, Rong Junlie stopped her and hugged her on the bed, and forced her legs apart.
"Don't..." Luo Yan twisted. This embarrassing posture made her whole body feel hot.
Rong Junlie's scarlet eyes were staring at her, looking at the depths of the flower heart covered with layers of petals, flowing out strands of spring tide, the light in his eyes became deeper and deeper.
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So, he lowered his head, licked open the two pistils with his tongue, and penetrated into the warm beauty, where he tasted the crystal sweet flower liquid.
"Well..." Luo Yan screamed and gasped, feeling her whole body tremble.
The hateful man was really bad. His tongue and head were all good and bad, caressing and sucking inside her body. His teeth were biting hers, and he was sipping the dew that kept flowing out of her.
The sucking and sucking sounds continued to come from his mouth, which made Luo Yan's face turn red and her heart beat faster.
This kind of thing is really too shameful and beyond the scope of what she can accept, but this kind of terrifying joy and love also makes her feel extremely excited and emotionally moved.
What to do, what to do? She was almost driven crazy by Rong Junlie.
Rong Junlie didn't think so, he seemed very satisfied that he could make his wife like this, so he pursed his lips that were brightly kissed and said in a hoarse voice, "Look how much you want me, be good—"
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After saying that, he took a handful of the bright honey and juice, handed it to her lips, inserted his fingers into her smooth little mouth, and encouraged evilly, "Taste yourself, does it taste good, hmm?"
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"Hmm..." Luo Yan was forced to taste her own taste, which was a bit fishy, a bit sweet, and had an ambiguous taste that made people extremely embarrassed.
The way Rong Junlie looked at her, his whole body tensed up. What was even more deliberate was that her fingers teased her wet, soft tongue, letting her suck, suck, lick, and play with it, and then withdrew her hand.
He stroked her soft lower abdomen and used a little force to lift her hips and hips higher.
Rong Junlie released his full and swollen desire with one hand, held the thick man between her lips, straightened his waist, and thrust fiercely into her deepest part.
"Ah!" Luo Yan couldn't help but scream, this posture allowed him to penetrate deeper and harder, piercing her heart and making her whole body tremble.
He didn't give her time to adapt, and started moving fiercely behind her. Every time he penetrated the most tender part of her body, he felt her flowers and flesh tightening around him, making him
I feel both happy and sad at the same time.
"Why is it still so tight, huh?" He asked softly in her ear. Her body had obviously been developed by him countless times, but every time he did it, she felt as tight and suffocating as the first time.
"Ah...slow down, slow down..." She was out of breath, he, why didn't he say that he was too big?
Every time he did it, she felt like her vagina was about to burst open due to him, and there was a slight feeling of swelling and pain.
The frantic fucking did not stop, and the two bodies made loud sounds. When they heard it, they felt that it was extremely ambiguous.
"More your butt, raise it higher, well, that's it." His commanding murmur, and his comfortable tone, tickled her heart.
Luo Yan was no longer under her control. She unconsciously obeyed his command and raised her hips and hips, cooperating with his movements to facilitate his pounding. With his heavy thrusts, her body contracted unconsciously.
With.
A large amount of beauty was drawn out with his movements, dripping down her fair thighs and onto the floor, where a small puddle of water had already formed.
"No more..." Her body was constantly pulled back by him, catering to his powerful thrusts and thrusts. Her sensitive body was made hot and uncomfortable by his hot iron.
His heavy body pressed her tightly, and the flesh beneath him invaded her tenderness. The strong feeling caused by the mutual friction made her unable to resist it no matter how hard she resisted.
They moaned, groaned, and roared like two beasts, one invading and the other tolerant, just wanting to devour each other crazily.
The strong desire was too strong, and the pleasure that emerged from deep inside her body became more and more violent one after another. Then the pleasure accumulated to the top. Her whole body tightened and she rushed towards the beautiful woman.
She had an orgasm, her hands were tightly supported on the bed, her body was violently tightening, and streams of fragrant water flowed out from her depths.
"Um...god, it's too tight."
Being brought into the ultimate climax, the beauty of the climax convulsed strongly, tightly binding his thick and strong vagina. In addition, this position made her naturally narrow sensitivity become even tighter.
Rong Junlie could only feel the small mouth under her body sucking his desire fiercely, like a small hand holding him tightly, forcing him to surrender.
His climax also came at that moment, and the strong feeling in his lower back made him hold her vagina like crazy, and thrust her hips in and out wildly, all the strength of his body concentrated on the combination of the two.
The thick, big man's private parts moved in and out between her swollen lips and lips, heavily rubbing her soft deepest part.
"Well..." Rong Junlie raised his head and growled, inserting himself deeply into her depths, pressing tightly against the warm entrance, ejaculating thick seeds.
"Ah..." She moaned, her whole body tightened by his hot liquid, and she sat down softly on the bed.
This passion was so terrible, so terrifying that it made her feel like all her strength had been drained from her body.
In the days that followed, because he knew that Luo Yan had a hard time raising her children, Rong Junlie deliberately gave up all his work and took a vacation for himself.
Finally putting aside all the bodyguards, he took her to every street in the city, holding hands like lovers all over the world, wandering around the bustling streets of S city with their fingers clasped together every day.
He was actually very familiar with this place where he had lived for more than ten years, but for her, he still patiently walked with her again. Why didn't she understand and be moved by this feeling?
The weather was cold, and even wearing a thick sweater and coat, he couldn't resist the coldness. He held her in his arms, sharing his warm body temperature with her.
During these days, he became affectionate, gentle, and charming. Luo Yan gradually became intoxicated with his tenderness. She was so stupid, just like all girls, she acted coquettishly and played with him in the cold.
But in a crowded street, the two of them were eating a huge ice cream together. He deliberately made trouble with her and competed with her for food. While they were eating, they suddenly hugged each other and kissed each other inseparably.
Happiness seemed to be within her reach, but an accident happened at that moment.
"Luo...Luo Yan?" A hesitant call interrupted their passionate kiss.
With a face of shyness and beauty, she looked at the voice, and then the pink color quickly faded from her cheeks. She looked almost dumbfounded at the man standing near her, a strange man whom he did not recognize.
Luo Yan's cheeks were flushed, and she was not used to being approached on the street, especially Rong Junlie.
"Who is this man?" Rong Junlie lowered his head and asked very displeasedly.