Jiang Su: "… "
"It's not just that you men want to sleep with women, in fact, women sometimes..." Lin Wei said, but she seemed to have said something wrong.
The room was quiet, Jiang Su looked at Lin Wei for about ten seconds, and calmly touched her hand and dragged it to his chest: "Where do you have an urge to me?"
He held her hand and felt it all the way from her chest to her belly.
When she actually touched him, she was quite sloppy, mainly shy and perfunctory.
At this moment, he took her to touch, pressed his fingers against hers, and touched his abdominal muscles piece by piece, only then did Lin Wei realize that her boyfriend's good figure was a bit charming.
"Here, or here..." He kept asking her why she had an urge to him, pressing his voice. As he asked, he dragged her hand down and said, "Is it still here?"
Lin Wei's mind was still stuck on his boyfriend's abdominal muscles, and suddenly felt his fingertips get hot.
She was stunned for a while, realizing what she had encountered, and she was stunned.
What the hell!
She scolded dirty words in her heart, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but he was holding it down.
She felt something move in her palm.
Her tense fingertips trembled, and she swallowed hard: "Jiang..."
Before she could finish speaking, he tilted his head and bit her earlobe: "Aren't you going to help me?"
His voice was low and bewitching, and he nibbled at the tickling sensation of her earlobe, which made her froze, her mind went blank, and she forgot to resist.
…
Confused, she felt that he was holding her hand and teaching her to do bad things.
There was no unnecessary sound in the room, the rustling of the air conditioner, and the sound of his breathing more and more.
It was a little cold in the autumn night, but Lin Wei felt that her whole body was burning hot.
He took her back and forth, as if time had been stretched, she always felt that a long time had passed, but there was no sign of stopping.
Gradually, she felt like her hands were not her own, and her wrists started to feel a little sore.
After a while, she couldn't take it anymore and couldn't help but whispered, "Are you okay?"
He didn't speak, he tilted his head and kissed her.
He kissed softly, but she could feel her hands getting faster and faster. Just when she felt that her hands were about to be used up by him, he suddenly swept into her mouth, deepened the kiss, and kissed very hard. warm.
As her wrist twitched for a while, she felt the back of her hand get wet.
He stopped kissing, rubbed her lips slowly for a while, then stretched out his other hand and pulled the tissue box from the bedside table.
He took several sheets in one breath, and then grabbed her hand. Lin Wei realized what he was going to do, and subconsciously wanted to say "I'll do it myself." As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the stuff on his fingers, and his brain For a moment, I was speechless.
She watched him clean the things in her hands, and she didn't recover until he picked her up: "Jiangsu, what are you doing?"
Jiang Su lowered his eyes and spit out two words slowly: "Wash your hands."
"… "
Lin Wei was choked up by these two words and was speechless.
She really couldn't understand how he managed to be so calm under such circumstances.
After washing her hands, Lin Wei went to the bathroom. She was a little ashamed, and after a while, she came out.
Jiang Su leaned against the head of the bed with one leg bent.
When he saw her come out, he patted the position beside him: "Come here."
Lin Wei rubbed over.
Jiang Su disliked her ink marks. As soon as she arrived at the bedside, she reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to lie on top of him.
He held down the back of her neck, raised his head and kissed her slowly, kissing and kissing, and she felt something was wrong.
Just as she was about to get up, he pushed her waist forward, and what he had finally stopped at that moment pushed her thigh hard.
fuck me!
Lin Wei propped up on the sheets, just about to get out of bed, when Jiang Su rolled over and pressed her under him: "Let's do it again."
Saying that, he dragged her wrist down...
Lin Wei's hands were still sore now, thinking of the unbearable soreness just now, she said with lingering fears, "Aren't you finished?!"
"It's not cool enough." Jiang Su bit her collarbone, pressing her fingers one by one to hold him...
PS: If you didn't cool yourself to death, how can you be cool? !
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