The warm yellow light sprinkled into the shaggy gauze tent embroidered with Su-style peach blossoms, and the faint glow enveloped the sleeping person. She was pressed against the pink quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water. The hem of her skirt was lifted to her waist, and her white panties wrapped around her round and firm buttocks. Her skin was as white as jade, and her slender legs were holding the pink quilt. The white and pink were instantly rendered into an extremely enchanting color.
Si Yiyan looked up and saw a pair of round and beautiful shoulders, setting off the delicate and attractive rib cage, and the plump and juicy peach flesh almost jumped out of the clothes.
The beauty under the lamp is hazy, and she wants to cover it up but also hides it. It should be like this.
Si Yiyan couldn't help but recall the taste of his swollen breasts, and suddenly his mouth became dry and irritated.
Si Yiyan suddenly thought that her confinement period had ended and today was the day he was released from abstinence. After eleven months of abstinence, once the abstinence was lifted, the blood in his body instantly turned into surging desire, flowing through his body, clamoring. The hot and burning desire burned his body and reason.
Si Yiyan suddenly opened the curtain and caressed the curves of her body with his hot hands.
"Yan, you're back."
Wen Xinya was half asleep and half awake, with her black hair scattered all over her face. The silk white pajamas on her body not only outlined her beautiful body curves, but also reflected her delicate figure.
Si Yiyan was so angry that his blood was swelling: "Xinya, I finally completed the credits for the abstinence course."
If a man has never experienced the pleasure of sex, he will never understand the feeling.
However, once the door to **** is opened, one will be trapped in it forever and cannot stop.
Eleven months of abstinence was undoubtedly the cruelest torture for Si Yiyan.
Other pregnant women, even if they are pregnant, can have sex as long as the fetus is firmly established to satisfy their husbands' cravings. However, Xinya's pregnancy was not easy, and Du Gong strictly prohibited her from having sex with her husband.
Sleeping in the same bed every night, being able to only look but not eat, all kinds of feelings and bitter emotions, you will never understand if you have not experienced it. He, who has always been proud of his self-control, discovered for the first time how difficult it is to suppress desires and control impulses.
Although the little girl felt sorry for him and often used various means to satisfy her desires, it could never compare to fighting in battle with real guns and swords.
Wen Xinya giggled, her laughter was like dewdrops, causing the hair on her temples to tremble. Her eyes twitched and her voice was like a sweet nightingale: "But, today Grandpa Du called me to remind me that although I have finished the confinement period, I still need to recuperate because of postpartum hemorrhage, and I can't have sex for the time being."
By the end of her speech, she was biting her lip with an uneasy expression.
Si Yiyan was stunned, and a look of hesitation suddenly appeared in his eyes. It was obvious that Wen Xinya's words made him dare not act rashly: "Did he really say that?"
Thinking of the dangerous situation Xinya suffered after the postpartum hemorrhage, Si Yiyan felt as if someone had poured a layer of cold water on him, and the rising desire was instantly extinguished.
As a man, witnessing the entire childbirth process of my beloved woman and seeing such a dangerous scene, I was more or less timid.
Seeing his slightly cold face and the timidity in his eyes, Wen Xinya couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hehe, you are so gullible. Grandpa Du did call me today, but he didn't talk about this matter, but..." Her cheeks turned slightly red. She felt embarrassed when she thought that Grandpa Du was disrespectful today and asked her to clear her name and reward Si Yiyan well.
What was even more embarrassing was that she actually listened to Grandpa Du's words, not only soaking herself in a nice bath, but also picking out Si Yiyan's favorite translucent white suspender pajamas...
Si Yiyan's heart suddenly became angry. He leaned close to the little girl's ear and blew hot air: "Little girl, you are so bold that you even dared to lie to me. Let me see how I can punish you..."
Wen Xinya smiled and dodged: "Don't... tickle!"
His hot and burning body reminded her how excited he was at the moment. His heavy and chaotic breathing kept ringing in her ears, stirring her rationality.
She quickly realized what was going to happen next.
There is excitement, there is enthusiasm, there is desire, there is expectation, and there is also timidity.
The murmured voice contained a hint of lazy charm. Si Yiyan's body suddenly overturned and held his earlobe: "Where does it itch? Tell me, I will relieve the itch for you!"
The slightly low and hoarse subwoofer is sexy, seductive, ambiguous and erotic.
His throat kept rolling, it had been a long time since he last did that, he seemed extremely excited, but he was unwilling to hastily satisfy his desires. The feeling of forbearance was so excruciating and unforgettable that before he even started, hot sweat was already pouring out of his body.
Si Yiyan gently kissed her tender red lips: "Where does it itch? Here?" Then he smiled softly in her ear: "Do you want to try my unique method of relieving itching?"
After saying that, he had already buried his head in her chest.
Her breasts were slightly swollen and full, and the swelling had obviously eased, but another inexplicable swelling filled her chest, making her whole body tremble. Wen Xinya lay on the bed, obviously wanting to push him away, but her snow-white arms were wrapped around his head, and her slender fingers were weaving through his short hair, pulling his hair unconsciously.
Si Yiyan laughed softly: "This place has become much bigger again."
Not to mention 34D, I guess there are even 36B.
Wen Xinya was a little confused, but she still didn't forget to ask: "Do you like the past or the present?"
She remembered that Si Yiyan had a special preference for 34D, and now because of her milk secretion, her breasts have become much larger.
Si Yiyan answered without hesitation: "Of course now."
Wen Xinya was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in. She couldn't help but hit him: "Disgusting!"
Where on earth did this stinky man get this perverted hobby from
Si Yiyan bit her lips gently, his voice filled with forbidden eroticism: "Do you want to taste yourself?"
"Hateful." Wen Xinya raised her soft arm and pushed him, but because the force was too weak, it seemed like she was trying to resist but also to welcome him.
Two bodies, skin touching, entangled together, slender jade-like legs, tightly wrapped around the man's waist, swaying in the man's strong plundering and shaking, the black and white love slaves between the ankles, as if transformed into slaves of love, dancing and swaying to the most beautiful rhythm in the world.
Outside the window, the climbing rose that has climbed to the window is blooming on the branches. In the night breeze, the flowers are swaying, noble, beautiful, passionate and unrestrained.