How could the wolf be polite when he brought the meat to the wolf's mouth? A dangerous light flashed in Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes. While Feng Qingchen was half asleep and half awake, he had left countless marks on Feng Qingchen's back. When Feng Qingchen waited until
When she reacted, Uncle Nine Emperors was already rubbing her thighs and roots back and forth.
"Ah, what are you doing?" Feng Qingchen was startled, shouted, and wanted to roll off the jade couch.
But getting on the pirate ship is something you can just think about. Uncle Jiuhuang held her down with one hand, and stroked her legs back and forth with the other hand, and rested his forehead against Feng Qingchen.
From behind, he said ambiguously: "Besides doing things with you, what else can I do here?"
When Uncle Nine Emperors said this, he was serious and serious, and his tone did not change. He was not swearing or swearing, he was just stating the facts.
"You... a gangster." Feng Qingchen thought for a long time and didn't know what to say. The words of Uncle Nine Emperors were not ordinary profound. He didn't need to think too much to figure out the meaning of these words.
Vulgar words like "Fuck you" were often said in the military camp. She had heard many people say similar words to her, and she had also heard a lot of cruder and rude words. She had long been accustomed to it. This was just a sentence.
It's just a mantra, but when I heard Uncle Nine Emperors say it, I just felt restless all over my body.
"Although I am not a gentleman, I am definitely not a hooligan." Uncle Nine Emperors covered Feng Qingchen's body and stroked Feng Qingchen's legs with his fingers, causing Feng Qingchen to tremble, but every time he felt it on his thighs.
He stopped here and there, as if he was deliberately torturing someone.
"You are not a hooligan." Feng Qingchen breathed slightly, and wanted to turn over to face Uncle Nine Emperors, but Uncle Nine Emperors refused to let him, so he asked Feng Qingchen to face her with his back, and moved his hands along his armpits.
On Feng Qingchen's chest: "I am a creditor, and these people are here to receive the thank you gift. Since it is a thank you gift for me, of course I have to open it myself."
While Uncle Nine Emperors kneaded and squeezed the softness on Feng Qingchen's chest, he lowered his head and placed countless small kisses on Feng Qingchen's back, especially the scar. Uncle Nine Emperors kissed it extremely softly.
With his back to Uncle Nine Emperors, he couldn't see or know what Uncle Nine Emperors was doing or what he was going to do next. This made Feng Qingchen a little uneasy and more expectant. Such a nervous and nervous feeling made her
Easier to get excited.
Uncle Jiuhuang saw that Feng Qingchen's skin was flushed with lust, and his eyes softened a lot. He did not torture Feng Qingchen any more. Uncle Jiuhuang gently pinched the petals under her body, and soon she was
There is honey and juice flowing out.
In such an atmosphere, under the masterful teasing of Uncle Nine Emperors, it is easy to be emotional, but it is a problem not to be emotional.
Whether light or heavy, shallow or deep, Feng Qingchen's whole body was paralyzed and his eyes were confused. Feng Qingchen gasped and struggled at the same time, not rejecting but wanting more.
After not doing it for a while, Jiuhuangshu's skills not only did not deteriorate, but actually improved. Coupled with the hot spring environment, Feng Qingchen could not escape from Jiuhuangshu's clutches and could only be manipulated by Jiuhuangshu.
Uncle Nine Emperors has never been an impatient person. No matter how impatient he is, he will still consider Feng Qingchen's feelings and want Feng Qingchen to get more from joy and love.
Uncle Jiuhuang tried his best to tease Feng Qingchen, make her emotional, and make her accept him more easily. Uncle Jiuhuang's index finger kept drawing circles on the outside, but would not go in. Feng Qingchen's legs and legs moved slightly unconsciously.
Open, buttocks slightly raised, looking forward to more.
"Do you like it?"
"Yeah, I like it..." Feng Qingchen was lying on the jade couch. It was hard to breathe. This group of people were messed with by the Nine Emperors Uncle, and they couldn't even speak clearly.
Uncle Jiuhuang was very satisfied with Feng Qingchen's performance at this time. He liked to see Feng Qingchen on top of him, tender, panting and helpless, and could only rely on him, so that Feng Qingchen could make him go crazy.
"Want it?"
"I think..." Feng Qingchen was not shy about aggrieved herself. She was picked on by the Nine Emperors Uncle. She was burned with jade fire, and her body was empty. She urgently needed the Nine Emperors Uncle to fill her up.
"Then come on." Uncle Jiuhuang pushed forward with a little force of his fingers. After his body went in, Uncle Jiuhuang didn't move in a hurry, but turned around inside, and his nails gently touched the flesh.
A scratch made Feng Qingchen tremble again and couldn't help but make a sound.
"Yeah..." This feeling seemed to be satisfied, but also seemed to want more. Uncle Nine Emperors had always known Feng Qingchen very well, so he moved once and then stopped, waiting for Feng Qingchen to beg him.
Feng Qingchen moved depressedly, and seeing that Uncle Nine Emperors was not worthy, he said in a mosquito-like voice: "More..."
"Satisfy you." Uncle Nine Emperors believed that he was absolutely gentle and considerate to Feng Qingchen on the bed, so as long as Feng Qingchen opened his mouth, he would be satisfied with everything. Of course, he couldn't feed him all at once, but he had to take his time, so that he would be satisfied.
taste.
Uncle Jiuhuang pulled out his fingers, and the next second his middle finger and index finger slid in simultaneously. The tight inner wall contracted violently under such impact, wrapping Uncle Jiuhuang's fingers, and there was a sudden sense of fullness.
It made Feng Qingchen feel more comfortable, and his body became more relaxed unconsciously, and he became more cooperative with Uncle Nine Emperors.
"Spread your legs." Uncle Nine Emperors knelt half on the jade couch, spread Feng Qingchen's legs, and moved his fingers back and forth to help expand Feng Qingchen to prevent them from being too tight.
Injury, you have to know that they haven't had sex for more than three months, Feng Qingchen's place is still very tight, and his is harder than before.
Although it was not a real shot, Feng Qingchen was still satisfied. After one orgasm after another, the jade liquid slipped out from his fingers, and Feng Qingchen fell weakly on the jade couch.
.
After a long while, I raised my sweaty head and said, "I'm tired."
"I haven't started yet." Uncle Jiuhuang smiled evilly and smeared the jade liquid all over Feng Qingchen's body, covering both the inside and outside. He also pinched the petals with his fingers from time to time, insisting that Feng Qingchen scream.
A few words are enough to satisfy you.
Feng Qingchen protested a few words and struggled to twist his body, but Uncle Nine Emperors didn't seem to hear him. He knew Feng Qingchen, so he knew when she was telling the truth and when she was lying.
Well, at this time Feng Qingchen said he didn’t want it, so he just wanted it.
On the bed, whatever Feng Qingchen said was what he wanted to hear, Uncle Jiuhuang concluded that it was the truth; and whatever he didn't want to hear, it was a lie.
Of course, Uncle Nine Emperors would also worry about whether Feng Qingchen's body could bear it. He knew that Feng Qingchen was not that delicate, at least Feng Qingchen could still satisfy him.
When Feng Qingchen protested strongly, Uncle Nine Emperors lifted up his outer robe, put his propped-up little brother behind Feng Qingchen, slid it out twice, and told Feng Qingchen that he had endured it for a long time.
As expected, Uncle Nine Emperors went into battle in a vacuum, with nothing on him except this robe that was not very secure, and this robe slipped to the ground with such a movement.
It was so hot and thick that Feng Qingchen was so scared that she didn't even dare to move. She was afraid that Uncle Jiuhuang would be impulsive and run rampant without caring about her body. She was still young.
Uncle Jiuhuang always had extraordinary patience towards Feng Qingchen. Seeing Feng Qingchen's relaxed body tightening up again, Uncle Jiuhuang did not rush in, but followed Feng Qingchen's steps.
He held her back and comforted her softly.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
At least it won't be like the first time, which caused Feng Qingchen not only pain, but only a little pleasure in the end...
A message to readers: I tried my best to correct typos and read them over before posting. Alas... this habit of typos is really bad.