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He had kissed her twice before, the first time was as soft as water, the second time was as passionate as fire, and this time was a combination of two times, gentleness and domineering and Tao coexisting, with the meaning of punishment.
He covered all the way, wandering around along the lip line from the corners of his lips, sucking continuously, and rolling heavily.
Licking her lips little by little, like a bee lying on a pollen flower, sucking and asking for...
Wang Aoshuang remembered that she had just rejected him and told them not to meet again in the future, but in a blink of an eye, he actually went completely against her wishes.
She immediately reached out to push him, but he grabbed her hands and pressed them tightly on the door, and she immediately lost the ability to resist.
His lips were still winding back and forth, and passionately passed through every tiny gap in her lips.
A deep kiss, every minute and every moment, there is an urge to swallow her into her belly.
The hot flashes rush from the two tight lips, slowly overflowing...
Rippling around, tangled with the breath that exhaled, melting under the psychedelic light shadow...
Gradually, his tongue was moving straight into her mouth and squirting into her mouth and squirting honey.
Then, along the smooth body fluid, gradually explore deeper into the mouth...
Wang Aoshuang was panicked and wanted to avoid his enthusiasm. Her tongue kept shrinking, but no matter how she dodged, he followed her tongue and did not give her a chance to escape.
The tip of the tongue was easy to see, lingeringly lingering, sucking vigorously, wandering in her mouth very smoothly. A deep enthusiasm flowed out from every friction with moderate force.
His breath lingers deep in her mouth, emitting a faint masculine scent.
The unrestrained entanglement and back-and-forth winding made her mind more and more confused, and the tension gradually turned into a dizzy...
She was trapped in this dizziness, letting him entangle the extreme, slowly, slowly sinking into it...
Gradually, she felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and her breath became weaker and weaker, and she was almost suffocating...
His kiss gradually became deeper and deeper, pressing her lips into a redness...
It took a long time...it was a long time...he finally slowly left her lips, and the hot breath was still sprayed on her lips.
His eyes were shining with a clear light, but there was still a slight ambiguity and ambiguous flames.
The two stared silently, and their breath flowed gently.
Her heart was beating in panic, and this feeling was not something she had when facing Lan Yuchi.
Unable to bear his entangled gaze, she wanted to break free from his arm, "Let me go."
"I won't let it go." He grabbed her tightly, his eyes slightly sharp, "You can only be mine."
"Ling Ang, stop talking." She shook her head and covered her ears.
His tone was a little excited, "I just want to say! It doesn't matter if your heart is not with me, just if my heart is with you."
Wang Aoshuang didn't know how to respond to his passionate words, so she had to look at him steadily.
"Ao Shuang, tell me, have you ever liked me?" The inspiration in his eyes was very warm, shining into her eyes like a ball of fire.
Every time she looked at each other at close range, she fell into speechless confusion, and she had no choice but to turn her head.
Ling Ang was a little overbearing, and pulled her face back, gently stroked her beautiful face with slender fingers, "Look at me and tell me!"
She stared at him gently, her own shadow reflected in his water-colored pupils, and her love flowed quietly in her eyes like sea water.