Chapter 47： Confession

Such a collision, friction and strength cannot be compared with the slowly moving force of Han Xue. The chilling hands held the tender tenderness-milk-squeezing, and the waist movement did not accelerate, but it strengthened the strength. Pushing up even harder, only a few bumps, let Han Xueyin scream softened, panting on the chill chest and panting.

-Meat-acupoint- squeezing more and more tightly makes the chills raise a funny eyebrow, "Why can't I stand it after just a few clicks? Like this position?"

"So comfortable-"-The breast-chamber was trembling with chills, with a bit of pain, but more of a tingling pleasure, the chest was hot and hot, and the vaginal beads under the abdomen were roughened with the chill The thick-meat-stick, with a little pain when inserted deep and heavy, was followed by a crazy joy that left her comfortable head blank, only Yu Na's slow accumulation of joy seemed to break through the body.

Listening to Han Xue's words, let the chill flash in the mind of the chill, and my heart was very happy, could it be ...?

For a long time, he was worried that Han Xuexue's fragile body could not bear his wanting demands, so he always cooperated with her carefully. Although he often endlessly because of the cold snow, he endlessly, but Has made Xuexian bitter again and again. Unexpectedly, he really did not expect that his Cher would like to be loved by him so slightly rudely. Does this mean that one day in the future, after she fully adapts to his demands, he can rest assured? Let go of your hands and feet and demand her hard?

"Ah-" Han Xue screamed, drawing back the thought of the chill flying away, and seeing her body trembling, small-acupoint-tightly squeezed-meat-stick, the chill was quickly resolved, and Han Xue was released A pair of pepper-milk-changers propped up around her waist, pushed against her quickly and forcefully, and in the continuous screams of Han Xue, one was deeply inserted and pressed against the sheet in Han Xue's body. Small mouth squirted his own-Jing-Hua.

Tong Hanxue's body leaned back a few times, and she collapsed on the chill, her heartbeat and breathing were like walking a few miles.

The chills have not yet been completed, so although there are -semen-liquid spurts, -meat-rods are still as hard as iron. He intends to explore the bottom of Han Xue, and for the sake of his future sexual life, it is necessary to clearly understand the girl's ability to accept. The big hand held Han Xue's buttocks and slowly grinded where the two were connected.

The cold will not come to this hand, the **** is pinched by his pubic hair, and the small-hole-medium large-meat-stick is pulled out a little, pressing the **** and the small pearls, and the numbness is like an electric shock Rushing into the brain, Han Xue couldn't help shrinking and moaning softly, and her grinded taste made her toes shrink.

Seeing her like this, the chill shivered even harder, and the thrill of thrill came, which made him just calm down and his breathing was quicker.

"No, uh ..., don't do this ..." Han Xue couldn't bear to beg for mercy, and the killing was just a point, not tortured like this. Itching, numbness, swelling, and crispness came from the place where the two were close. Many stimulating sensations in her head were blank, and the small-acupoint-intermediate twitches shrank and shrank, but she still held the hot iron from time to time in her body to make trouble Her whole body slumped and turned into a puddle of spring mud and fell weakly on the chill, leaving only the trembling gasp.

The place where the two were close to each other was already flooded, and a little bit of white turbid wet liquid flowed out of the cold snow-acupoint-mouth when the chill was moving slowly and slowly, wet the hips of the chill and wet the two. Under the chaise longue.

"Do you like it?" The chill stopped panting and he couldn't help it. It was too harsh to be so brave. The desire to be a fierce hostess in her body was so strong that he was afraid to continue playing. It will be himself who is burned to death. Stroking Hanxue's sweaty back, the chill was holding her soft body and sitting up. Fearing that the little man in the arms would sweat if he sweated, he got up and went to the bathroom behind the bedroom. He was reluctant to leave her little-hole-,-meat-stick, so he inserted it, holding his white buttocks in one hand, and pressed it tightly on his own body, in case his-meat-stick moved when walking. She slipped out of her body and pressed her back with one hand to keep her close to herself.

The water in this bathroom is drawn from a geothermal fountain ten miles away from the Royal Palace. Because it is living water, it smells a little sulfur, so the maids throw a lot of herbs and spices in the pool every morning and evening. Therefore, this The pool water is constant temperature and fragrant.

The chill shiver entered the pool along the steps of the bath, and did not sit down until the water overflowed the waist. After sitting, the water just passed the cold shoulders.

"Chill!" Han Xuewo was lazily calling in the neck of the chill.

"Huh?" The chill shivered and cleaned Han Xue's body, and raised her mouth proud of her soft body. His woman was a pool of spring water under his affection. Isn't it worth his complacency?

"Let's celebrate, I don't want to be separated from you."

She chilled Han Xue's hips with a funny smile, "I'm like your guard, don't you? The guard doesn't follow the master, where else can I go?"

"Come on, don't think I know nothing." Han Xue snorted and gave him a sideways glance. If he didn't have the energy now, he would fix him severely.

Wu Hanzhan was startled, and his cold face drew unnaturally, "You all know?"

"Know what?" Now that I'm afraid? late! Raised his hand and patted the face of chills with a bit of facial maladjustment, Han Xue tolerated the stomach full of smile, and deliberately pulled his face and said, "I know that the oldest son of General Chi Chi was the guard of ten years with me and still knew someone Is it bad intention to bend down to be a guard? "

Seeing Han Xue coldly speaking with no ups and downs, the chill was suddenly anxious, and fear poured out of his heart like a flood. "No, Xueer, listen to me, I am sincere to you, without any bad intentions, really, you believe me."

I was held tightly in my arms by the chill, listening to his eager words in my ears, Han Xue spat out her tongue out of nowhere. I do n’t believe I ca n’t make it up to you, bad guy!

"Xueer, Xueer, you say something!" Silent Xueer made him even more panicked, knowing that Han Xue hated people to deceive her most, fearing that she would not forgive him for his deceit, and the chill was full of urgency. sweat.

"Well, don't you move around?" It's terrible. I forgot that he was still stuck in his body. His sudden movement, the bad-meat-stick, also followed. Ah, it's all about being yourself.

雪 "Xue Er?" The chills also reacted at this time. The already cold eyes flashed-Jing-Mang, stood up and leaned forward, and coaxed in his mouth, "Xue Er, say you are not angry."

Whoever is so forgiving, "Don't, uh-"

"Forgive me!" Don't forget the top on the waist.

"唉 ──," Han Xue glanced at him fiercely, "Where can you beg your pardon?"

`` Cher-''

"Oh, don't move any more, I'm really angry when I move again." Really, it's really moving.

"Then you promise not to be angry with me, obediently listen to my explanation." The chill looked carefully at Han Xue's face.

Alas, the dyeing room was opened just to give some color. "Who dares to be angry with your grandfather Chi Houye? You gave me your stuff."

Looking at Han Xue's red-faced, angry face, Han Shi put her heart in her belly, and stared at Han Xue's eyes gently, "I'm not a grandpa, I'm just your personal guard."

"Is there a close guard like you?" Looking down at the lower body where the two were connected, Han Xue couldn't help crying or laughing. They were also close guards. Are they close together?

"Isn't I close enough like this?" The chill tightened her arms, her chest against Han Xue's chest, and her belly against her belly, proving that she was really close to her. "So what?" Jian Yao leaned forward.

嗯 "Hmm ..." Is this man a wolf?

`` So what-''