He kissed her lips without a deep kiss, and a low smile escaped from his throat, "Are you really so worried about my waist injury?"
Chi Huan nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, think about the consequences and don't be impulsive..."
The man stared at her face, smiled slowly, and his voice became hoarse, "But I feel very uncomfortable now... What do you think I should do?"
She pretended to be stupid, "I'll get you yogurt..."
It's been so long...how can it still be spicy
Mo Shiqian directly pushed her with a hard object, and his breath became hotter, "It's uncomfortable here..."
Chi Huan closed his eyes, feeling as if he was forced into a desperate situation deep in the valley.
The man's hand reached deeper.
She let out a low cry and said urgently, "I'll help you... I'll help you with my hands, and you can untie the scarf."
She knows whether he is soft or hard.
It was impossible for her to escape completely without doing anything at this time, and she knew it.
That's all I can say.
But instead of untying the silk scarf as she wished, the man lowered his head and took her ear in his mouth, licking it vigorously with his hot and flexible tongue, bringing out a strong electric current and surging throughout her body.
He took off her thin, vertical wide-legged cropped pants and simulated a certain movement through the last layer of fabric.
The only thing she had on her body was the silk shirt that she had not completely taken off but could no longer protect her. Her almost naked body was glowing with a light pink color, like shrimps just out of the pot. She was trying hard to remove them. Curl up on yourself.
The man's breathing was steady and even, but she hummed quietly several times.
The slender and well-jointed fingers took off the last piece of fabric from her lower body, and his eyes stared at her face that was so red that it was bleeding and ready to cry at any time, "You really want to help me?"
At this time, Chi Huan had not yet understood what kind of help he was talking about. Hearing this sentence, he nodded in confusion, a little aggrieved and crying, "Yes... you give me My hands are loose...ah!"
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
She thought he would let her go, but instead she was completely penetrated by the man unexpectedly.
"asshole"
After entering, he didn't move again.
When Chi Huan's voice fell, there was only silence in the bedroom.
Before she could close her slightly open mouth, he put his arms around her waist and changed her position to sit on top of him.
The weight of her whole body pressed down, and there was no doubt that it reached the deepest point. The sudden and violent stimulation made her raise her head involuntarily, and a woman's delicate and charming moans came out of her throat.
When her tied hands were pressed on his chest, Chi Huan realized that he had untied the silk scarf tied to the head of the bed at some point.
"you you… "
I fucked you twice in a row, but she couldn't tell what to do next, and her brain was in a state of confusion.
Mo Shiqian stood up and kissed her lips. He held her slender waist with both hands. He went down and clasped her buttocks with his palms. With the movements of lifting and pressing, he led her up and down with his desire.
Her lips were held and kissed by him, and her lower body was completely controlled.
She was still somewhat rational at first, but as the pleasure became more and more surging, her consciousness was swallowed up by this suffocating joy.
Her slightly curly long dark hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders. Her snow-white body was hung with a silk shirt that had not been completely taken off. Her face was so red that it was bleeding. Under her curled eyelashes were half-closed and blurred eyes. A gasp that came up and down escaped from her lips.
Her pretty face makes it hard to tell whether she is in pain or happiness.
Mo Shiqian's increasingly bloodshot eyes were always staring at her face, and their color became darker and darker.
He leaned forward to kiss her lips again, and the hand he held on her hip to guide her up and down slowed down, and in the end he even just let it go. But the woman didn't seem to notice it. She just felt that the rhythm was too slow, too slow for her. Feeling uncomfortable, he consciously speeded up.
When the force on his hand was completely gone, she was the one who was moving.
Mo Shiqian used his free hands to silently untie the silk scarf on her wrist.
Chi Huan's mind was already in dizzy confusion. She pressed her hands on the muscles of the man's abdomen, taking control into her hands. She unconsciously groped for her own excitement points, controlled the angle and rhythm, and followed the steps to make herself comfortable. moving way.
But this posture is obviously... tiring easily.
When she finally felt tired due to lack of physical strength, she finally became acutely aware of a compelling gaze falling on her. Her half-open eyes slowly regained her sight, and she saw clearly the man's handsome face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Yan.
With a bang in his brain, Chi Huan bit his lip tightly, his face so hot that white mist could emit at any time.
Mo Shiqian leaned his head on the bed and rested his hands on the back of his head.
He had long stopped holding her hips and leading her... She had always been the one taking the initiative.
This realization caused an overwhelming sense of shame. Chi Huan panicked and tried to avoid his sight, but when he lowered his head, he saw long red marks on the man's chest.
Probably, it was scratched out by her fingernails.
Her hand has also been let go.
She closed her eyes again and looked out the window.
The floor-to-ceiling windows used the darkness outside as the background, clearly reflecting their silhouettes.
The waist-length messy hair, the exquisite undulating curves, and the man sitting astride the body make the whole picture sexy and wanton.
Mo Shiqian stood up to kiss her, and held her palm-sized face with one hand. The voice coming out of his throat was hoarse, and his hot breath burned her skin, "Are you tired?"
It was really hypocritical to complain that she didn't want to come to this point, although she still felt unspeakably sad in her heart.
To herself.
But Chi Huan still wrapped her arms around his neck. There was no other expression on her face except blushing and confusion. It was a bit hollow. She whispered, "Well, I'm very tired."
The man kissed her lips and murmured hoarsely, "Then take a rest."
Having said that, he still kissed her and held her waist with his hands to make her slowly move again.
After it was over, she took care of his waist and didn't lie on him, so she quickly went down, and was hugged by the man and nestled against his side.
After a while, her tightly curled toes were relieved, and there was still no other sound in the air.
Unusually quiet.
Mo Shiqian frowned and looked down at the face buried in her chest. She closed her eyes and was silent, as if she was asleep, but her face was a little red and a little wooden. He looked indescribably fragile, like a lost child.
He reached out and touched her face, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you happy?"
He originally thought she would pretend to be asleep, but the woman turned around in his arms and faced the side of the floor-to-ceiling window. Her long hair covered most of her face, and her voice was so low that she could only make out the content, "Go to sleep." , I’m tired and sleepy.”