0767 Le, Do You Want Me to Die? (3)
The man was helpless, excited, and completely unable to stop it.
Su Yile lay on top of the man, kissing his thin lips, and the man stroked her face.
But slowly, kissing down.
……
During the weekend day, Su Yile slept softly again.
Wake up and get out of the man's arms and look at him.
The man lowered his head and kissed her.
Su Yile was sticky and trapped.
Then, crawl and crawl, crawl on top of him.
"Husband......" leaned on his arms, "Aren't you all bored?" ”
Kuroji Yu wondered, "It's not boring. ”
Su Yile bent her lips and stroked his chest, a little weak, the more she slept, the softer she became.
"Uh-huh......" Her hand reached into the man's body, stroking and touching.
That's all she can do now, give a little sweetness, and let the man endure it.
With a sigh, she looked up and kissed the man's chin.
The man lifted her up a little, kissed her to the lips.
Su Yile was on top, holding the man's face, not allowing him to push too hard.
Otherwise, she will be prone to hypoxia! Kiss a little longer.
Su Yile wants to dominate, don't let him move, and kiss little by little.
Kiss him on the chin.
The man's hand caressed her back and reached inside.
"Hmm......" Su Yile stopped.
Stepping back, he looked at him wheezing, "Husband, have you heard, Plato's love?" She blinked, lay there, and spoke to him.
Kuroji Yu frowned, "I haven't heard of it. ”
"Ahem." She coughed weakly, "It's the spirit that turns into love, and the physical contact is eliminated...... and desire......" she said.
And then.
The man is stiff and hard all over...... Hard......
Su Yile swallowed.
"Le, do you want me to die?" He spoke in a deep voice.
Su Yile Khan smiled and shook his head, "No...... Not...... Husband ......"
The man gasped and hugged her tightly, so tight that she felt a little pain.
"Ahh Husband! I'm kidding! Really kidding! Su Yile shouted tremblingly.
"All I know is that I want you! Every inch and every bit! I want to eat it in my stomach! Happy! Don't mess around! He roared, holding her under him.
Wheezing, glaring at her.
"Husband, no...... That, I don't talk about us! Su Yile hurriedly explained, "Hmm-"
Kuroji kissed him heavily, wanting to devour a kiss.
Su Yile grabbed his clothes and wanted to move, but he was trapped tightly.
The man's hand reached into one roughly
The irritable one who felt in the way tore it apart and threw it on the bed.
"Hmm-" Su Yile couldn't stand it and began to push the man with his hand, frowning, it can't go on like this!
If it was the past, she would definitely let him vent half-way, let him understand like this, she didn't mean them, but not now!
The man has long been covered by the noisy atmosphere, rough and domineering.
Su Yile's body has been soft recently, and he has torn all her clothes.
He was still aggressive against her lips.
Su Yile looked like she was about to faint, and reached up with her hand and stroked his face, wanting to tell him that she was really faint.
The man felt the softness between his fingers, raised his eyes to look at the person under him, and paused.
Backed away and kissed the corners of her mouth.
"Huhu......" Su Yile kicked loudly, "Husband! She gasped, so angry that she hit him with her weak, boneless hand.
The man kissed heavily, with great gross anger.
Su Yile was really angry, "I didn't say we were like this!" ”
(Battlefield Literature)