The gauze curtains around the round bed were drooped and caressed, and the layers upon layers could not hide the beauty of the room. At this time, she had forgotten herself again. She didn't understand how he had such advanced skills to make her sink and sink.
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Qiao Ye explored her secret place, using the tip of his tongue to open the two flower petals, and found the small round bead. He quickly sucked it out carefully with his lips, held it between his lips, and used the tip of his tongue to
Moisturize and fiddle with it. Move your big palm to that flower path, and slowly sink a middle finger into the soft spot.
She could no longer resist his skills, and her delicate body began to spasm, almost climaxing under his lips and tongue. And the dexterous finger he put in was exploring and picking at her, as if to remind her that this was just the beginning.
He added another finger and dug both of them into her secret place. Her flower path was stretched open, eagerly waiting for friction.
However, he pulled out two fingers, increased them to three, and plunged them into her flower path again. The entrance was suddenly stretched, torn, and painful. She gritted her teeth and endured it, because his pulling had brought more obvious soreness and swelling.
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His fingers gradually became wet and dripping with water. He stopped to appreciate her happiness and pain, and asked: "My baby is more comfortable. Now you admit it."
She closed her eyes tightly, regained her consciousness and nodded to answer his question.
He moved his treasure to her lace, touched it intentionally or unintentionally, and then asked: "Do you want more?" His breath caressed her face, a living temptation.
The hands on her head were wrapped around his neck, and she replied affirmatively: "Yes!" She opened her hazy eyes and looked at the man in front of her with blurred vision, waiting for her to take the bait.
His plan succeeded, and like a victorious army, he broke into her flower arrangement, using his strength more and more every time, enjoying his spoils.
She was so tormented by him that she cried out "Ah!", completely losing her self-control and shyness.
"Yunshu, we are so compatible. I want you to stay by my side forever and let me always taste your beauty."
She opened herself completely to him, wrapped her legs around his waist, and murmured, "I also want to always enjoy your bravery,,,"
The night was deep, and the two of them were tightly intertwined, supporting each other and climbing to the top of the waves together. As time went by, they were sweating like rain, and they would never give up until they exhausted the last bit of their strength.
This time she rested, but Xie Yunshu couldn't fall asleep anymore. She panted lightly and sucked more air into her lungs to resist his weight on her body.
This time, he was also extremely tired, and he lay on her body contentedly, enjoying her presence and savoring the happiness she brought to him.
She raised her hand to push him down, but it was in vain. She said weakly: "Honey, I'm really hungry, please let me go." After two wars, her energy was exhausted and she needed to replenish it.
He forcefully sucked out a red mark under her collarbone, and Fang said with satisfaction, "Okay, whatever you want to eat, I'll go downstairs and help you make it."
She didn't expect him to cook in person, but she didn't want him to stay up late anymore, so she replied: "No, just warm me a glass of milk."
He stood up, picked up his clothes from the carpet, put them on, and retorted: "No, Yun Shu's wife is exhausted from serving me tonight, so she needs to be replenished." His big palm caressed her cheek lovingly.
She smiled sweetly and asked with a smile: "So you are so considerate."
Qiao Ye nodded confidently and replied proudly: "Of course, give it a good patch and continue tomorrow!"
When she heard this, she was so shy that she punched him and said unfairly: "How bad are you! You want to torment me again!"