Chapter 19: Spirited
Everyone should have experience, when you exhale slowly, the breath is slightly cool. Such a cool air flow fell on Ni Pan's erupting desire, and his male even jumped comfortably.
And this vivid feeling has some untimely lethality at this moment.
As soon as Pu Youshi's eyes closed, he opened his mouth and took him in his mouth.
Ni Pan's eyes widened. Forgive him, he was so surprised! But this feeling is really too much, and even he can feel that it has become much bigger again.
Pu Youshi was very uncomfortable. She only relied on a brute force. There are no tricks to speak of. The rider didn't tell her what to do after kissing there. When you take it in this way, the salty and wet smell is suddenly very strong. The foreign body sensation made her want to vomit uncontrollably. Her brow furrowed.
Although he felt that he was not yet happy in his selfish heart, he still thoughtfully grabbed her hand, so that her hand could hold his own there, and then slowly retreated out of the room.
The inside of his mouth is naturally warm, moist, firm, and comfortable, but he hasn't forgotten that he is not here today, the virgin is troublesome to death, and today he is here to be an enlightenment teacher. The introducer impressed him very much, that is, to overcome her original illusion that it hurts to have @sex, and to have a beautiful first experience. He didn't know that he would give people such a good impression of being a "good teacher".
The desire to quit looks like it's about to explode. The color is purple and red**, and it is also covered with wet saliva, and under the illumination of the light, there is an indescribable luster.
Pu coughed twice, looked at him a little embarrassed, and probably felt his discomfort, and said half-begging for mercy and half-explaining: "I don't know what to do......
Ni Pan smiled, leaned up and kissed her like a reward, touched her fishy breath, and praised without hesitation, "You are already very good." "The virgin also knows that she wants to talk about it, Zhen Nyima's unique nature is self-taught, okay. This is already the level of additional points.
His hand slid down her lower abdomen, drawing circles over her sparse pink hair, tickling her shoulders.
She was half lying on top of him, half kneeling in the bathtub, her eyes burning at his movements.
He said softly, "Are you afraid? ”
She shook her head desperately. With a ruthless trick.
And he reached out.
Her skin was very fair, and after being tossed by the hot water for a while, it was a beautiful pink crimson, and his fingers, with a kind of roughness, touched her most tender places, and tentatively pushed inside.
"Ahh Frightened, she screamed loudly. It was a weird feeling, and her whole face was going to burn. In fact, the uncomfortable feeling is greater than the painful feeling. She's just a little unused to it.
Ni Pan took her in front of him, separated her legs a little, and inserted one of his long legs in the middle that could not be refused, and then pulled her in front of him with all his might, and rubbed her tightly.
She felt a little shy. Because it's not just him, his muscles are also very hard, but his body is soft, and the feeling of rubbing like this is rough, and it even hurts a little when he exerts force.
Then he picked her up when she was wet. She subconsciously wrapped herself around him like an octopus. He grabbed the bath towel hanging behind the door, wiped it casually for the two of them, and walked over to the bed with dripping water.
She hugged him tightly and kissed him secretly, which is about the legendary self-inflicted sin. He has always been on his own side, and this novel experience made her have to bury her face completely in his arms.
He put her on the bed, pressed her up himself, and sat on her waist half-forced.
Her waist was very thin, and her long jet-black hair was scattered because it was wet, which looked particularly sensational. Water droplets wet the sheets. Some droplets of water rolled down from her body, crystal clear. I don't know what Lu Dao is for, he actually thought of an Internet trendy saying, treat me with long hair and waist, is it good for a young man to marry me?
He smiled self-deprecatingly, subconsciously reached out and pulled the ends of her hair.
She looked at him stunned, her eyes like silk. He knew that such an expression was unconscious and heartfelt. There are pros and cons to everything, and virginity is not entirely bad. At least there is some unpretentious coquettishness.
In a good mood, he grabbed the ends of her hair and swept her body.
She felt very itchy and rubbed it subconsciously.
He covered her left chest, and his hand slowly rubbed her pepper @ milk into strange shapes, and then said with a teaser, "Your heart is beating fast." ”
Pu Youshi swallowed his saliva, blindfolded his eyes and said, "I'm nervous." "The way of asking and answering is the worst, once you step into the rhythm of the other party, it is equivalent to handing over your own initiative, and you can only be led by the other party step by step.
He held the end of her hair and wrote haphazardly on her chest.
She couldn't help but want to hide, but she couldn't dodge, the itchy, numb and uncomfortable feeling in her chest made her feel as if her whole body had been opened up to strange acupoints, and the red cherry blossoms stood up for face.
He lowered his head and took her in his mouth.
She muttered, only to realize that the so-called waiter was not empty words, it was really soft into a puddle of spring water.
He swept across her chest, and she looked away in embarrassment or discomfort, her hands behind his back, trying to grab something, but nothing could be done.
Soon, her chest was ravaged and shiny, and her toes were completely curled up, pressed by him, squirming slightly.
His fingers reached over her mysterious flowers, and without hesitation, he stabbed them in.
Her eyes widened suddenly, and before she could scream, she was drowned out by his overwhelming kisses.
Her eyebrows frowned slightly, but he didn't have the slightest intention of pity, but went deeper and deeper.
His tongue poked deep in, intertwined with her tongue, swept through her mouth, licked her tongue and her gums emotionally, and made a slurping sound.
She gradually became a little distracted.
He also unconsciously changed two fingers to enter. His nails were neatly trimmed. There was no pain when it touched her delicate and delicate bud.
The dry feeling at the beginning gradually improved, and it seemed to have a little sticky lubrication.
He grabbed her hand and held his pride, gently wrapped it, and stroked it up and down.
Her movements appear clumsy and slow.
The two toes sway unconsciously.
The most common plain white bed linen is used in the hotel. Her white porcelain-like skin was not robbed of the spotlight at all. It's like a white dove, walking on the green grass or on the water. It feels very lazy and free. It feels very pure and peaceful.
And in such an atmosphere, he seemed very calm. He sat up straight, leaned over, and opened the drawer, which made her open her eyes as well.
He rummaged through the drawer and pulled out a dozen condoms.
Pu Youshi's face turned even redder. But I was touched by this intimacy. After all, with their relationship, of course, every step must be considered.
He also smiled deliberately, "Do you want to learn?" ”
Pu Youshi did not speak.
He took her hand, tore open the package of the safety @ condom with one hand, and slowly put it on her body with her.
Pu Youshi saw the murder weapon up close again.
He looked so hideous. Colors also have an invisible, frightening sense of oppression.
He brazenly said, "Kiss her, encourage him." ”