She was hit by his loss of control, and begged vaguely: "Husband! Ah!... be gentle! You... hit me so much..." Before she could speak clearly, she was knocked speechless by him, leaving only a few words.
Sounds and screams echoed in the room.
Within a few dozen blows, her two petals were already hurting, and she begged for mercy: "Husband, please be gentle, my petals are hurting so much."
He then slowed down his movements a little, holding her in his arms and began to rotate and make circular motions with his key as the axis. Only then did she relax a little, hugging him and feeling the stimulation of his hard rod on her flower path.
He gradually discovered the pattern of her panting. Every time he went to the flower wall near her pubic bone, she became more emotional, so he found that area and tried his best to stimulate and impact.
The stimulation of the sensitive area made her shout out and said happily: "Husband, you are so powerful... right there... so comfortable."
When he heard her affirmation, he devoted his energy to the flower wall.
He held her in his arms and bumped her up and down dozens or hundreds of times, feeling her tight embrace, and then he held her and sat deeply on his body.
He smoothed her hair away from her cheeks and kissed her smooth, white and rosy skin. Seeing that she was weak from being tortured by herself, she apologized: "Yunshu, I'm sorry, I don't want to torture you, but my hard-on
I want to vent my anger because your technique is too powerful."
She calmed down, responded to his words with her lips and tongue, followed his lips all the way down, sucked and kissed on his strong honey-colored chest, releasing the invasion she had just suffered. Her mouth was contracting and clenching.
His key seems to be to leave it somewhere else forever.
She expressed her love for him, but suddenly she felt that his key in her vagina became hard again and began to swell. It seemed to have grown a lot bigger, and the size once again stretched her walls without leaving any gaps.
He picked her up and was about to attack again, but she stopped him and said: "Honey, wait a minute, let's go ashore, in the reeds..." After saying that, she wrapped her limbs around him and prepared to change places.
He nodded in agreement, without pulling out his bulge, and carried her out of the spring, walking towards the grass bed paved with reeds.
The room didn't feel cold at all. She hugged his waist tightly, and the firmness caused friction with his steps. The strange touch made her smile.
Qiao Ye placed her on the grass and covered her, pressing his pubic bone against hers. Looking at her smile, he said affectionately: "Yunshu, I like it when you accommodate me into your body. It feels so comfortable.
So touching.”
The grass rubbed his skin slightly, and she hugged his back tightly, making the concave and convex joints of the two of them blend more closely. She said tenderly: "Husband, don't you want a baby? If you are in my flower, you will have one."
"
He looked at her beautiful girl, feeling relieved and said happily: "You agree?"
She hugged him affectionately and said softly: "I love you, of course I do."
"Didn't you refuse before?" He began to move in and out of her flower path deeply and shallowly, panting and asking.
Her breathing was disordered by his impact, and she gasped again and again. After a while, she said: "Because I was afraid that neither of us were ready to become parents, but now I am sure, I love you, and I am willing to give everything for you."
He kissed her lips passionately and was very moved. "Yunshu, I love you too. You are the treasure in my hand, the most cherished treasure."
The pain in the flower petals at the mouth of the flower became more and more obvious. She frowned and said: "You are the one who cherishes me the most and you torture me. Those two little flower lips are so painful from being rubbed."
He was so apologetic that he stopped his waist movement and asked, "How about I quit and continue next time." He didn't want to base his indulgence on her pain.
But she took his arm and said: "No, the promised* is inside, let me give birth to a baby for you."
He was moved again, nodded and said: "Okay, wait for me." Then he began to make the final impact on her.
She endured the pain from the petals and matched his rhythm until the heat spurted out.
Finally, he said with satisfaction: "Husband, every time you are inside, I feel so happy."
He retreated from her vagina and kissed her lips fiercely, "Yunshu, no matter what, I love you."
She turned over and nestled in his arms, saying, "Husband, thank you for tolerating me, waking me up, and discovering me."
He smoothed her long hair, hugged her and said, "Beauty belongs to you, and I am accepting your gift." After that, he kissed her forehead gently.
She smiled proudly and said sweetly: "Husband, I think you can't live without me."
Qiao Ye was also a little helpless with himself and sighed: "I feel the same way."
She felt a pain down there and frowned: "Hubby, my petals hurt so much."
He released his tight hold on her, moved closer to her private parts, spread her legs, and observed carefully, only to find that her petals were worn, red and bloodshot.
He turned over and stood up in self-reproach, walked to the side of a banyan tree, leaned on the trunk and lowered his head in silence.
She felt his strange emotion, struggled to get up from the grass, walked slowly to his side, and felt the soreness and pain coming from her lower body.
She hugged him from behind and said softly: "Husband, I don't blame you, it's just that I'm too fragile." The two of us went too far together, so we can't blame him.
He turned around and hugged her back distressedly, hating himself very much, "Yun Shu, it's all my fault that hurt you." She hid in his arms like a wounded deer, but she didn't blame herself.
"It's okay, you didn't mean it." Her tolerance made him even more uncomfortable.
"Does it hurt even when walking?" He let go of her and asked with concern.
She nodded slightly, lowering her eyes and not daring to look at him.
He hugged her again and looked up at the starry sky on the roof, with indescribable distress in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Yun Shu, I was too cruel and was not gentle to you."
She pursed her lips and said in relief: "I won't do this again!"
He held her shoulders, looked directly at her and said, "Well, sure, if you feel uncomfortable, you must ask me to stop."
She pulled him back to the grass, sat down, and exhaled: "Come with me to rest for a while, I'm so tired."
He hugged her and lay down together on the grass.
The sky full of stars seemed both illusory and real, with indescribable beauty. His thoughts wandered, and he thought of his childhood. He said to her quietly for a moment: "Yunshu, let me tell you about my childhood." Childhood, he
Everything I rarely recall.
She lay obediently on his chest and said curiously: "Okay, you haven't told me before."