The shallow blood oozed out, and her tongue tasted the salty taste.
The man retreated a little from her lips and teeth, but the lips still cling to her, breathing between the nose and breath.
Her bite made the storm like intimacy, more bloody sense of violence, and aroused the brutal factors deeply buried in the blood of men.
Blue flame is wine, not medicine. It's only enough to flirt, not to lose one's mind.
In fact, moshiqian is very clear-minded. He knows what he is doing, even once in a row He doesn't really have no sense at all.
But he thought, the more sober The more he wanted her.
I haven't tasted it before. He almost thinks that he is amorous and lustless, and occasionally has some physiological impulse. But compared with other men, he is much less. But last time I tasted the taste of lust
In his desire for Chi Huan, he has to spend a lot of time to control.
"Chi Huan," he called her name in a low, hoarse voice, grabbed one of her hands, and carried her under him, directly covering what was already burning and standing.
That is
Chi Huan's head is bombed open, desperately trying to take back her hand, but how can she escape from the man's hand.
"I used to lie down well, even if I couldn't sleep all night, it would be over." his breath was very hot, spraying in her cochlea, and the man's sexy and hoarse voice sounded in the quiet night. "If you say I'm noisy, I'll come out and know you're not ready now, I'll solve it by hand..."
The man's lips rub against her ears intentionally or unintentionally, and Chi Huan's whole body is stiff with stimulation, "you, you..."
"You broke in at this time, didn't you?"
"I......" She opened her mouth and tried to find her voice. "I thought Thought you I have a fever. "
"It's a fever," he said with a low smile, as if he were not cool and indifferent as usual. "It's very hot, you don't feel it, eh?"
"You You let me out You keep using your Resolve. "
He kissed her ear. "You can solve it without your hands. You say, who let you come out?"
Is this her fault?
She was worried that he had a cold and a fever, so she came to have a look.
Who knows that he's going to have a fit all night.
Chi Huan has some grievances. She wants to take her hands back, and is no longer forced to fall on the hot things. However, how can she make the most of her strength only make her face red.
"I don't want to, Mo Shiqian, do you dare to force me?"
The lamp in the study only turns on the one on the desk. Chi Huan is pressed on the wall by him. His petite body is also covered by the man's tall body. There are only some dark colors in the shadow. It's best for ambiguity to distinguish the outline.
The man suddenly smiled, "OK, I won't force you..."
In a word, Chi Huan was kissed again. At the same time, she found that her hand was back to nature. A few seconds later, she received it slowly.
What she discovered later This man's kissing skill is better than once. If it's not allowed, she'll even be kissed.
When her legs cooled, she realized that her nightdress had been lifted, and the man's hand was directly on the last thin layer of base material.
For a moment, Chi Huan was confused and wanted to go back, but there was no way to go back. His lips were still blocked by the man. He could not make any sound except sobbing.
That's what he said Don't force her?
Because she lived with him, the nightdress she bought was conservative, but it didn't work. The silk material was easily torn by him. He also left her lips and kissed her chin, neck and clavicle, which made her feel extremely soft.
"Don't Mo Shiqian No. "
Chi Huan's figure is not much sexy, but it's a bit of material.
This movement pierced the bottom line of her sensory endurance, she slightly raised her face, uncontrollably humming.
Never before had she had such a sensitive body.
This sensitivity is reflected in the extreme resistance to strangers. She is very unhappy Almost no strangers or even strangers are allowed to have physical contact with her.
But she didn't expect that this sensitivity would make her respond so much to men's provocation.
The feeler finger of the inch below quickly pressed to the place where the woman could not be stimulated. Chi Huan's pupil expanded, and this time he called out directly.
She seemed to hear him smile in her ear, and then the excitement came one after another. Chi Huan was tense in his arms, not knowing whether it was pleasure or torture, and even tears came out of his eyes.
She buried herself in the man's shoulder, sobbed and lowered her voice, "Mo is modest Don't Don't bully me. "
She was almost unsteady and wanted to soften.
His evil hands were really taken back. Chi Huan's nerves slowed down. Before she could react, she was directly picked up by the man and walked towards the study. In less than a minute, he even kissed her.Cold touch on her skin, "cool..."
Chi Huan's clothes continuously bear his dense kisses. The man's hands fall on all parts of her body, and all the places she passes by arouse her shudder.
She was soon made to cry by him.
He who is angry is angry with the man who does what he wants, but also angry with himself who is not angry.
In his kisses and fingers, she almost thought she was a natural slut.
In fact, it's not entirely her fault. She is sensitive, but the biggest reason is that moshiqian spare no effort to develop her body except for one night.
The first time he was too fast, he was annoyed.
The second time, because of his poor technique, even though the membrane had been broken, she still cried and cried and cried, and both of them were unhappy.
Then he calmed down, but with a desire to conquer without calmness, he explored her body with learning ability, patience and endurance beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Even coax comfort belt strong, ordinary her sensitive place and G-spot.
His interest in pleasing her is stronger than his impulse to get pleasure, so there will be later, her comfort and climax.
Of course, Chi Huan didn't know that. She only remembered that she was exhausted by the tireless man.
When she was forced to be confused by kissing, she was suddenly taken down from the desk by her powerful arm and sat on the man's leg.
She sat on the man's body, fingers tightly clasped his clothes, "ink is modest..."
She has a bit of biting hatred, but her body is not controlled very hard and empty
Chi Huan's eyes opened a little. In the light of the desk lamp, she could see the handsome face of the man clearly. He looked too calm. His dark and hot eyes stared at her for a moment.