The dim light in the room shone on his clean ear chakras, and the hair on the back of his neck was still a little damp. Following the unbuttoned pajamas, I reached into the hem of his shirt, the freshly scented and fresh skin of the freshly bathed skin. I kissed him on the lips, sniffed his breath, and stuck my tongue in his mouth as I tried to push my pajamas off his shoulders.

It was the first time I had made such a provocative gesture to him, and Musa's Adam's apple rolled a little, and he reached out and cupped my face, and by the way, he used his arm to block my lifting of my pajamas, and pulled the half-faded garment back.

I am not discouraged by his restraint. After he blocked my hand, he put his fingers between his hair and ran down his neck. The sticky tips of his tongue twined with each other, and I could feel how hot his body was through the thin clothes. The heat penetrated into my hands, spread to my arms, and then spread all over my body, everywhere without hindrance. And I don't want to control the heat in the slightest.

Musa's breath became more and more chaotic, and a turbulent wave rolled in his eyes, but he suddenly let go of me, turned his head to endure it, and smiled bitterly out of breath: "Cece, don't tease me. If you do this again, I'm afraid I won't be able to help it. ”

"If you can't help it, don't put up with it. My voice was actually seductive, and I smiled and put my arms around his waist, little by little, to completely stick me to him.

Mossa's body shook, grabbed my restless hand, and stopped to stare at me, that gaze was fixed, quiet, as if to see through me, "What the hell is wrong with you today?"

My smile remained the same, and my tone was relaxed: "It's nothing, I just figured it out." Sex is the instinct of the body, why did we deliberately suppress it in the past? You are a man, I am a woman, since we both have ** for each other, we should feel good, right?"

Mosa's brow tightened, and he tugged at my hand more heavily: "We have discussed it very clearly before as to why we should refrain from restraint, cece, and I don't want you to feel guilty. ”

I shook my head, not daring to look him in the eye, and in a soft voice, I continued to try to convince him: "Mosa, guilt is there from the moment I decide to accompany you. What is the difference? I don't want to restrain you any more, and I can't bear to let you restrain me any more. Sometimes I see you endure until your muscles burst out, and that's not a sense of guilt for me?"

To do it or not to do it is a sense of guilt. Musa was stunned by my words, his frown soothed slightly, and he hesitated: "Cece, you need not be sorry for my patience. I told you before, not just because of guilt, but also because of ...... I am afraid of you, and I will be punished by Allah for this. ”

I was stunned, Allah's punishment? Yes, Muslims believe that fornication leads to hell. It is said that a random throw in Hell will make a person forget the greatest grace of this world.

However, I am not a Muslim, I do not believe in Hellfire, and I cannot understand Mosa's concerns. I've heard that in the past, men and women who fornicated could be stoned to death, but after all, times are different, and that kind of punishment will not happen again. In my eyes, the so-called heaven and hell are just a thought.

So, I held my head high and said with a smile: "Musa, I am not afraid of punishment. Even if I go to hell, as long as I am with you, it is beautiful. ”

As soon as these words came out, Mosa's figure froze, and his eyes flashed with blazing flames, and the hot emotion almost burned me. He held my face, and with a feeling of almost trembling, he shook my hand heavily, and there was a firm and solemn force: "Okay, cece, we are together." ”

At this time, I did not understand that the meaning of "going to hell" was completely different in my hearts and those of Moses. This ** is a combination of sweetness and pathos for me, and it is no different for Moses.

It's just that the reasons for our sweetness are the same, but the reasons for our pathos are very different.

“cece……”

Mousa called out to me in a low voice, and the guilt-ridden hesitation on his face was completely gone. His fingertips leaped up and groped my body, the sudden touch that made my hairs stand on end. I was trying my best to tempt him, but now that Mosa made a move, my whole body couldn't help but soften. Immediately afterward, I felt dizzy, and I was picked up by him in the air and gently placed on the soft bed.

The air was filled with the faint scent of bathing, and my hands were still hanging around Mossa's neck. His bare skin was hot to the touch, burning me, infecting me, and then sparking a deep desire in my heart. Moses' gaze was fixed on me, but at the same time I felt it pass through me, around me, all the way to the innermost part of my body. His eyes were clearer than ever, with a desperate determination and a burning surging love.

A gentle, burning hand, touching my body. In the midst of my garment, the hand groped eagerly and reverently to untie my garment. I panicked and reflexively tried to turn off the lights, but was stopped by Moussa's outstretched hand.

"Don't turn off the lights, I want to look at you. He kissed my clear collarbone and leaned over to whisper in my ear.

I blushed and nodded slightly, but my heart was calm. A tingling sensation surged up from the spine and quickly spread to the underbody, itching to death, but also enjoying it to death.

The tender mist was blocked in the longing mountain, and gradually, the clothes of the two men faded. I lay naked on my back on the bed, nothing but a white sock and a diamond necklace that Moussa had given me. My whole soft and cold ** seemed to melt into his arms. He hugged me with all his might, and between the friction of my skin, it instantly turned into a fire of warmth.

"I'm so blessed that you can wear it all the time. ”

Moussa played with the necklace around my neck, caressing my delicate skin as he spoke. He leaned over and gently rubbed my lower abdomen and thighs against his cheek, and kissed me on my navel for a while. He moves his body like a vigorous and sexy leopard, flexible but firm.

This state of intoxication made me dizzy, and when he touched me, I also felt the vividness and magnificence of **. A warmth flowed through my whole body, and I seemed to become a flower blooming in the sun, spreading the petals of my body, stretching myself towards him, straight towards him, in a state of being ready to accept him.

He warmed me with a tight, unmistakable force, as if there was a rope that bound us both together, so tightly tied that it was suffocating to the point of being inseparable. We possess, we go berserk, in the mutual sucking, gradually merge each other's souls and **.

When I first sank, the pain rushed in almost immediately, and the blood vessels were about to explode. Moussa took my hand, cautiously, soothingly. The pain brought tears to my eyes, and he lowered his head and kissed the tears from my face, patiently. I was moved by his gentleness and meticulousness, and I slowly relaxed. From the scorching sting, to the sweet stretch, the cornerstone of trust is gradually established.

Gradually, happiness was injected into me. When I clung to his sturdy body again, the feeling of happiness was overwhelming. I am possessing him and being possessed by him. His body is so enthusiastic, so abundant, at this moment, my world is only the touch of skin, and under his leadership, it touches the core of the whole world.

My body was slightly bent, trembling, and spasming, and he kissed the corners of my open lips and hot earlobes. The sky of the whole world seems to be hanging over our heads, and the sky full of life is **, half happy, half painful. His limbs tensed, his lips quivering, and he leaned over to my cheek to take a breath. This caused my sanity to be confused again, and my whole being seemed to be surrounded by his blood.

His lips covered my slightly open mouth, and I had given him all the richness of my life, my heart, my throat, my limbs, and my love......

"Musa, Musa......" My body was pierced in tremors, and I couldn't help but murmur his name. The wonderful rhythm of the waves filled my body, undulating and expanding, and I only felt the clear and bottomless whirlpool spin and go straight down to all the flesh and feeling. And I lay there, unconsciously whimpering and crying out in an uncertain way. I felt as if I had turned into water, and he was in a boat. The vigorous flat boat rushed into the deep and trembling valley for a while, and then turned over to the crest of the extremely overwhelming waves. I fell into the abyss in pain, and I flew again in the abyss. I could almost feel the tide surging in my body, rushing upwards, upwards, all the way to the top of the peak.

"When are you the happiest?" Dubai Lovers:.

"Now. ”

"When was your most painful?"

"Now. ”

In the end, with countless waves and rain, this flat boat floated towards the indescribably wonderful divine realm and rushed to the sky. The emotions of pain and gratitude almost exploded in my veins, and I wanted to pour out everything I had for him forever. However, this can only be imagined. **After that, the trick is not far away. And my heart, too, weeps in this extreme gratitude and extreme pain.

I think I will always remember this night, the pain and the sweetness, and the beauty of Musa's body in the dim light. How can he be so charming, all the rippling spring hearts, all the outright despair, all the flirtatious feelings, all the turbulent thoughts, all belong to him, belong to him, belong to him alone.

By the time we had all calmed down, the night was thick as ink. Suddenly, I felt that I was wiped out of myself and everything by him, and perhaps he was. We are like two newborn babies, lying together tenderly and weakly, smiling painfully and crying happily in the tranquil gaze of each other.

Except sorry or sorry...... It's been a long wait......

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