She noticed his hand under the quilt and slowly moved. Her heart was pounding, her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling. A hot and wet kiss spread to his neck.

It turns out that biting the neck is like this. With a little eroticism, you can feel each other's pulse between your lips and teeth. His bulging tendons quivered gently on the tip of her tongue. The faces of the two of them were close to each other, conveying the hot flashes he had because of her.

She nibbled slowly, the tip of her nose could smell the clean plum fragrance on him. He was warm and tolerant of her, making her nostalgic.

Her small teeth were neither light nor heavy, but in exchange for his heavy gasps, and a low muffled grunt. She finally understood why he liked to leave a bud on her neck, layer upon layer of imprints.

She trembled under him, and he trembled under her, the same as the uncontrollable hormones in the other party. Giving and receiving, both are great enjoyment.

She raised her misty eyes to look at him, only to see that the man had his chin tilted slightly, and the silhouette of his side face was resolute and handsome. He craned his neck to meet her kisses. The man's throat rolled, and she let out a groan that made her tingle.

Her initiative, he indulged in it, and let loose the wreckage.

He was in front of her, and it was brilliant that she brought him physiological, incomparable beauty.

"So, is it comparable to the pleasure you get from reading that album?" She asked him in a delicate tone, and inexplicably felt that he was being pressed under her like this at this moment, and she was very encouraged by his fierce reaction.

So he became bold, and his little hand crept into his neckline. The soft fingertips, tentatively, touched the man's texture.

With each touch, his chest and abdomen tightened violently, and his hands became more and more rapid. She leaned on him with a blurred look, and when this person was emotional, she still maintained a clear, sad and restrained appearance, and took it into her eyes.

Lust to move because of love, in the same way, a man who loses his reason because of love is charming. He could be seen struggling with sobriety and lust, she was greedy and wanted more.

The fingertips twisted the dogwood slightly, causing him to swim to the palm of her side, and he froze. Look down at her, staring straight ahead.

The man's half-closed eyes were dark. If he hadn't been worried about her inconvenience, he would have turned over, pressed her on the couch, and fiddled with her.

"A dead thing, how can you compare it with Qingqing." Knowing that she is unusual, she rarely has the heart to win. He was very emotional, and he was very useful. The intonation is also muddy and less fluent with the breath. Wheezing heavily, mixed with a nasal voice.

Her overtures tonight were a great surprise to him. People who are usually serious, in the quiet night of smudging love, are also like young men, and they have an irrepressible impulse to reveal their pleas to the person they love.

He pulled his palm from under her side, and it covered the strange little hand on his chest, clasping it tightly to his heart. Eyes wrangled her, warm and focused.

"There is no one like Qingqing who can make it get out of control so far." He pursed his lips and confided in her the most touching love words. With her subordinates, he really felt that his heartbeat was so powerful that he couldn't fake it.

He confessed that he would, because of her, get out of control. It was not only the heartbeat that was out of control, but also the lust that was surging beneath him.

"Up and down the body, except for two softness, all of them are hard because of Qingqing." In this situation, he and she are both emotional. It's too charming, it's confusing to the mind. When he was in front of her, he revealed the ruffian spirit of a man, more or less.

Her body was numb, and her heart was stirred by his prodigal words. This man, who was so proud that he was not afraid of royal power, said such soft words in a flirtatious tone. She looked at him in amazement, her eyes hazy.

Soft in two places? Except for the softness of heart she can think of, what else is soft? Her cheeks were slightly hot when his subordinates touched his hard body. He was talking to her for a while, and his movements did not stop.

Seeing her suspicious, a glint appeared in his eyes. Buried his head in kissing her deeply, swallowing her coquettish cry alive, slurred. "Didn't you hear that? This son has a soft mouth and is trying to please Qingqing. ”

For her, he spoke sweetly. She suddenly understood, and buried herself deep in his arms.

What to do? He seemed to be provoking her all the time. His words and deeds, day after day, attracted her to like him more.

There are so many qualities in him that make her stand out. He is calm and introverted, informed, and considerate. The strong man became tender, and she felt that she had also fallen into the cliché, and she had not yet parried, and she had collapsed.

She kissed him tightly with her little mouth, on his chest, and vented her love.

She thought that he should be able to understand, and she was really not good at words when she was in love. But she was trying to respond to him, using a method that was completely unfamiliar in the previous life and a little rusty in this life.

For the first time, without his coaxing, her little hands trembled, and she ran along the bed clothes and touched his obscene pants......

Outside, the drum of the three watches was beaten. In the dim room, two low man's roars suddenly sounded. One long and one short, short agitation, long soothing. The tail note is tall and long, with a bit of unfinished business.

He hugged her tightly, and after a few violent vibrations, he met her waist with her little hands up, and finally fell back to the brocade couch. After a moment of weakness, it gradually calmed down.

"But tired? I'm tired. His voice was still hoarse after the affair, picking up the slightly wet broken hair on her forehead, hugging her, and having a good time, his expression showed a bit of laziness after satisfaction.

She was limp and couldn't lift any more strength. was obviously relieving him, but she shamefully found that her emotions were no less than his. She was longing for his caressing, especially his last roar, which was too sultry.

She folded her legs together and twisted to hide her embarrassment. The palms of his hands were wet, and the quilt was also a little stained, which was his smell. Fishy, straight into her heart.

She leaned on him, her crimson cheeks rubbing against him, refusing to move. I love him, like Ahri.

He noticed that she was strange, his heart was shocked, his love was hot, and he secretly said that he was going to die. After a long time, I finally exhaled a breath of turbidity, patted her vest, and patiently comforted her. Her body is not yet clean, and it is not appropriate to enjoy too much pleasure. He closed his eyes and embraced her with great affection.

The man's silent soothing, and the love in his palm, finally calmed her down.

It's autumn, and the weather is cold. He caught a cold and wiped her hands. He took her arm around his neck, and wanted to get up and carry her back to the house. As soon as he let go, her little hand fell down, and it was so soft that it couldn't be entangled.

She blushed, he was a martial artist, and Xiao Shizi was born strong. That incident will inevitably last a little. She didn't want to spoil his interest, she held back her strength and insisted on it. So much so that now, she feels that it is difficult to move her fingers.

He looked at her in surprise, and for a moment, a smile appeared in his eyes. He took her little hand that had worked for him and put it on his lips to kiss it.

Dragonflies dot the water, long and moist hot.

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Yesterday I wrote until midnight, I couldn't stay up anymore and went to sleep. I thought the update was slow, and I did my best. When looking at the favorite concubine, how many people follow them from beginning to end? Most of them are finished reading this book. The rhythm of the two books is obviously different, one is cool and the other is warm. The characteristics of the pet, the warmth in the details, is much more difficult to write than the favorite concubine. I don't have a cardin, I'm just going over and over again, constantly revising. Maybe it's Virgo's obsessive-compulsive disorder, and when they are not satisfied at all, they start tossing. If you like a man like Shizi, you will continue to follow, if you really feel that it is not the right taste, you will leave silently. You don't have to tell me, so as not to discourage me. This chapter is yesterday, today, and updated in the evening.