The monk closed his eyes slightly and felt her slender hands gently touching his body.
Gradually, he suddenly felt flattered. Jiapei slowly and gently touched his hand downwards, his eyes piercing his eyes as if to see through his thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
But the monk felt waves of pleasure in his heart. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and raised his eyebrows pitifully.
Jia Pei smiled, slowly opened her little cherry mouth, and kissed his thigh.
She slowly licked upwards, moved her wet tongue tip to his belly button, and pecked it gently.
The monk began to hold his breath and concentrate, expecting her to continue to love him.
Jiapei seemed to have had enough fun, so she raised her head again and gently opened her lips.
The shape of her mouth was very beautiful. Now she slowly kissed every inch of the monk's body, and then took the plum blossoms on her chest into her mouth bit by bit.
The monk felt the young flesh rubbing against her lovely front teeth first, and then he felt a moist heat surrounding her, and a smooth tongue licking the flesh.
Her head kept swaying and exploring forward, making the monk feel comfortable.
Jiapei seemed to understand what he was thinking. After filling her mouth as much as possible, she slowly spit him out. This was another feeling.
Her lips surrounded him tightly, and the fatal clamp dragged over the most sensitive nerves in his chest.
Jiapei sucked it slowly, and then bit it with her lovely front teeth.
The monk had no time to relax his numb body and once again fell into confusion in time and space.
Monk A looked at Jiapei's sweet self, the palms on her shoulders ran along her smooth neck, and his fingers pinched her ears.
He also placed his palm on her cheek, and after touching it carefully for a while, he inserted it into her hair and fiddled with it randomly.
Jiapei made him more and more comfortable, and also came to help with both hands. Her right hand hugged his waist, and her left hand gently moved back and forth on the monk's back.
The monk finally couldn't bear it anymore and bent down to kiss her forehead.
She spit out the plum blossoms, leaving only her tongue lingering on the protrusions on them. After a while, she raised her face to accept his kiss.
The monk put his hands on her back, moved around, and scratched her spine, and finally stopped on the straps of her small bra.
He casually untied it, and the hood slowly slid down.
His eyes suddenly widened, and the moment the mask slipped, his mind was filled with endless reveries.
The monk helped Jiapei sit on the bed, and Jiapei kissed him from his navel up to his short beard-filled chin.
One of her hands firmly grasped his buttocks and pulled him forward.
Their bodies were getting closer and closer, as if they were conjoined.
The monk suddenly lay back, dragged her down on the bed with him, and kissed her lips anxiously.
Jiapei's service to the monk was professional, but his kissing was clumsy, with hard lips and dull tongue.
The monk had to teach her slowly, knocking open her teeth with his tongue and inserting it deeply into her mouth to teach her how to respond.
It didn't take long for Jiapei to become more flexible and linger with him.
At this time, the monk and Jiapei were fighting for control. The monk refused to let go, and Jiapei put her hands on his butt harder.
A few hours ago, two people who were strangers to each other and had no contact with each other were fighting each other, trying to arouse each other's emotions.
The monk relied on his strength to push Jiapei under him, stepped forward, but immediately turned over and dismounted. It turned out that the wound on his knee was painful.
Jiapei threw herself into his arms, knelt beside him, and rubbed her face against his chest.
The monk stretched his hand forward and grasped the plump meat bun on one side of her. His thumb and index finger just pinched her small soft stamen.
The monk only exerted a little force for a few times, and the stamens swelled and stood upright. The monk pinched it better and brewed it in the same way with his other hand, but Jiapei couldn't resist.
Jia Pei didn't want to spoil his mood, so she turned around, crossed her feet over the monk's chest, and showed her buttocks in front of his face.
His hands continued to play with her breasts. One of her hands was supporting him on his thigh, while the other hand was drawing circles on his navel.
The monk saw that sweat had flowed out of her smooth and beautiful back, and a little trace of water shone, making her delicate body even more charming.
He retracted his right hand and pressed it on her waist. The water marks spread slowly and slid down along with the moving curve.
Jiapei also called out "hum", and the monk grabbed her breasts again and squeezed hard. She finally couldn't resist anymore and her whole body started to tremble slightly.
Jiapei gently lifted his sprained left leg and crawled forward, trying to escape from his clutches.
He suddenly held Jiapei's perfectly curved buttocks and placed it on his chest.
The monk raised his head slightly, pressed half of her plump ass to his mouth, and thought to himself: No wonder she is called "Xiangxiang", she does have a melancholy smell that confuses men.
The monk stuck out his tongue and licked up the little bit of sweat on her butt.
At first, Jiapei had no reaction. She allowed the monk to remain quiet no matter how much he talked.
Fortunately, he carried forward the traditional virtue of never abandoning or giving up, and persisted in his determination to act. In addition to continuing to kiss and lick Jiapei's ass, he used both hands to help.
The middle finger of his right hand gently drew circles on her butt, while the index finger of his left hand touched her front belly and played there playfully.
Sure enough, Jiapei's body began to squirm.
She was with the guests, and she was the only one left to satisfy others. The monk tried so hard to please her today, which was a feeling she had never experienced before.
Whenever the monk's tongue licked her skin, she couldn't help but tremble, swaying her waist slightly, and letting out a short sigh.
The monk was encouraged by her body and knew to work harder.
The tongue and hands moved quickly, and a wave of heat gradually surged in Jiapei's cheeks.
Jiapei's sudden shaking intensified and her whole body began to tighten.
She wanted to raise her butt to dodge, but the monk's left hand quickly hugged her tightly.
His tongue and right hand didn't dare to stop for a moment, trying to force her up the mountain.
Jiapei screamed desperately and begged pitifully, but the monk seemed to ignore her. Finally, she let out a long sigh, mixed with gasping sounds.
"Ah...ah!"
A stream of hot water sprayed on the monk's chest, causing tears to flow all over his face.
However, he still dutifully accompanied her to enjoy the afterglow before stopping his movements.
Slowly, his hands hugged Jiapei's buttocks, and the two of them rested panting.
Jiapei finished breathing, turned around, and kissed the monk's face in gratitude.
Then she gently leaned on the monk's strong chest, her eyebrows arched, and a thick smile appeared on her face.
"Thank you......"
The monk suddenly felt confused. He had no idea what she was thanking for, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense.
His body was pressed beneath her, and those two beautiful legs were intertwined with his hairy legs.
Jiapei understood what he wanted. She slowly raised her body, looked at the monk affectionately with her eyes, supported her right hand on his chest, squatted and raised her body, and then gently sat down.
Jiapei was quite skilled at this part, and the monk quickly held her waist, exuding comfort and pleasure all over her body.
"kindness...!"
Jiapei's voice is as thin as a mosquito's fly but very concise.
Sure enough, with her sigh, the monk instantly felt a warmth, and a wave of autumn water flowed onto his body.
He immediately straightened his back, shortened his neck, and took her plum blossom into his mouth, which stimulated Jiapei to become energetic again, and she shook her delicate body vigorously again.
I don't know how long it took, but Jiapei finally ran out of strength.
She stopped softly and lay on top of him.
"Thank you......!"
Jiapei said for the second time, nestling against the monk's chest.
After a long time, the monk gently patted her buttocks and said, "Okay, come down and be obedient."
"No, people just like to lie on your chest."
Jiapei said coquettishly, wrapping her hands around the monk's neck and hugging him tightly.
"Stop it, I can't breathe. God, come and save me. Someone wants to murder my husband."
The monk shouted extremely exaggeratedly. Seeing him like this, Jiapei felt like it for no reason.
She rolled her eyes at him, opened her charming lips to reveal her white teeth, and bit his nose gently.
"Ouch! Stop biting. The big snot will come out in a while."
"Okay, how dare you use this trick to disgust me. If a tiger doesn't show off its power, you think I'm just a cat! Today, I'll let you see how powerful I am."
As Jiapei spoke, he pretended to straighten up, clenched his fists, and dangled them in front of him.
"Okay, okay, I know my mistake. Wife, please come down quickly!"
As soon as the monk said a word, the room suddenly fell into silence. The two of them looked at each other and chose silence in an instant.
"Thank you!"
This is the third time Jiapei said thank you to the monk.
The monk couldn't help but frown, and he was obviously unhappy, "Why are you so open-minded?"
"I hope you don't take what happened today seriously. You should be able to guess what I did. Everyone is just acting on occasion."
Jiapei's face suddenly turned frighteningly white, and there was no meaning or emotion in her words, just like a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice.
However, her heart was crying. Although she said something ruthless, what she was thinking in her heart was: Monk, thank you. I used to please others, and no one would please me like you. I hope you can
If you can find a truly good girl, I will silently bless you.
The monk didn't say anything after hearing her words, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Maybe this was fate.
He slowly raised his arm and took out a cigarette from the clothes on the bedside. Just as he put it to his mouth, Jiapei snatched it away.
Jiapei took the cigarette, put it to his nose and asked, "Where's the lighter?"
The monk help her light the cigarette blankly, then took out another one and put it in his mouth.
Jiapei got off him, and they both lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling. They fell into silence again, and the silence in the room was terrifying.
The monk slowly pulled the quilt over and covered the two of them together. After a cigarette, Jiapei turned around with her back to him, but with a satisfied smile, she really fell asleep this time.