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377 Fanwai: Tea Millet Blossoms 20 (7000)(1/3)

It's strange that every day when it's night, she will be very excited.

Most people will feel tired at this time.

She? Not.

The doctor said that the baby's most active time of the day is at this moment.

The fetal movement was violent, and she was both excited and worried.

The deep and entangled kiss was very long. With the heavy and hot panting, he penetrated her small sandalwood mouth and sucked the fragrant tongue that was so tender that it made the spine crisp and deep...

Gradually, her breath was sucked away by him, as if she was about to suck her soul away...

Her face turned red and she was almost suffocating.

Then Ho Siran barely relaxed the force of sucking her, and pointed her long fingers between her hair, clasped and rubbed her.

The little woman in her arms slowly came back to life and sobbed in grievance. With this kiss alone, he sucked out of numbness and desire. Her hot body began to restlessness, and her breath was long and she was covered by him again and again... again and again...

With his big palm rubbing her soft body, Hosran's throat made a sound of desire.

She is really... so good at this moment...

The hot and hot panted and held her scorching red lips.

He pressed his palm against her chest and pushed it away.

In the fiery and scarlet eyes, she was almost swallowing her stomach, unbuttoned her clothes and took them off one by one.

Immediately afterwards, she gathered her body in her arms.

Her tender skin rubbed against his shirt, and it suddenly felt numb.

I couldn't help but shake.

Fine, shaking.

She whispered softly with a "hmm" sound, and the charming voice of the voice made people's heartstrings tremble!

Hosran raised his deep eyes, and the tide of feelings inside was already flooding.

And she,

He was already confused and had no focus, and his little hands fumbled deep in his shirt where he had unbuttoned two buttons.

Feeling her panicked requests and touches, Hosran, laughed.

"What do you want to do?" he asked intentionally. Although he could no longer control it, he rubbed against the tip of her nose and grabbed the little hand in the clothes. His breath was hot.

"..." She didn't expect it to be interrupted by him. She frowned and bit her lip, and then the scorching blush floated on her face and gasped in a grievance.

The sense of desire is so strong.

"I... want..." She was really ashamed to say the last word "you".

After waiting for a while, he didn't get down, she had to raise her head and cover her tender lips, unable to bear it and kiss his lips on his own initiative.

Hosran groaned lightly, his voice was dull, and he closed his deep eyes and trembled with pleasure.

Because she always took the initiative too few times. In the past, no matter what Esplanade was, she always wanted it and she gave it to her.

When it was her turn, he should have gone crazy.

but,

Before this, let him... enjoy her...

She kissed her in disorganized manner and had no effect. She was not thirsty at all, but was even more empty. Her lower abdomen was flowing with extreme desire, trembling, so hot, so hot...

She was so aggrieved that she was about to cry, she stretched out her tongue and printed it on his hot thin lips, depicting his lips, and then bit her lightly.

The flames in Hosran's mind exploded.

With a long finger, she kissed her wildly, more fierce than before,

Free up a hand and quickly take off your clothes.

Even in the past, I would take off my clothes and hug her to sleep, but it was just a need for rest.

The scorching body was entangled with each other with each other. For many days, he had only suppressed and dared not act rashly.

The ability of abstinence is so strong that all men will feel inferior.

But perseverance is one thing;

Desire, but never decreases but increases.

Finally, she was so reserved that she wanted to kiss her actively.

I stretched my palm down and took off her bottom that had been wet by the **. My pants were stuck on it and it was a sticky and hot piece.

"Ah..." She screamed, charming but unaware of it. She bit her lip and grabbed the pillow tightly with her little hand.

In the past, when he did or did love, he could not bear it and shrank upwards when he was too intense.

But now, my body is too heavy.

The compressed quilt is not very good in friction, so she wants to hide, but she has nowhere to hide.

What he wants, she has no other way except to bear it with sweat all over her body.

Hosran did not lift the soft fabric in front of her chest, and kissed her along the collarbone, and bit her through the soft material.

Bites lightly, like countless ants on the chest, biting her with his moistened body fluid.

She made a sound as if she was crying, and even her little hand holding the pillow was pried open and held it in her palm, and pulled it to her head.

The itchy feeling penetrates my heart...

The most powerful muscle in the palm was grinding hard against her most sensitive forbidden area, drilling in with unstoppable force. Her legs could not close together and she lost control with screams. When his thick and long fingers carefully tried the depth and gently penetrated in, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes...

It's so sensitive... that it makes him collapse...

The huge hot pestle was tightly tense, as hard as iron, and the blood vessels that jumped upwards were winding, enduring the pain...

I was afraid of hurting her, so I couldn't go deeper, but he was too clear about her sensitivity. One was this small entrance and the deepest entrance of the uterus. He thought of her expression every time she entered the deepest, and a large electric current flowed through her spine...

"Sran...Sran...I want..."

Her words were so charming and vague that she blushed when she said a word.

Hosran thought he was not giving enough, so his big palm pressed her wrists and thick fingers, and he went in and out more quickly.

Sure enough, she quickly breathed rapidly, gasped and begged for mercy.

The last short scream was hit by a huge comfort, and his fingers twitched, clamping him tightly...

It took her a while to recover.

Hosran kissed the corners of her wet eyes, stroked the goose bumps all over her body, and her palms were still covering her, rubbing...

"Sran...I..." She was about to cry and grabbed his wrist.

Hosran said lightly, bowed down, his eyes full of blood red caused by abstinence.

"I want you... come in..." She held his finger and said in shame, thinking that what she missed was not just such passion, but more about the feeling of deep fusion with him...

Huo Siran's eyebrows suddenly jumped!

Very violent.

He misunderstood the meaning, thinking that she was just considering her dissatisfaction with her desires.

"I'm fine, I can wait..."

At this time, he had already brushed away all the distractions and believed that he could wait until the day when she got better after giving birth.

"No..." She didn't know how to explain, but her lower abdomen was still hot. She reached down and touched a giant pestle, which made him tremble violently. She moaned and was about to burst out, and she clenched her fists and held it tightly.

"Come in...I want...you..."

At this time, although it had been more than seven months,...

Hosran was still enduring: "Tongtong... let go a little...I'm afraid I will hurt you..."

Her eyes were about to drip from water, and she held the hot he was so satisfied: "Just a little... a little... a little... it doesn't matter..."

This extremely eager "little bit" defeated him.

There is no reason, it can be worthy of her saying that she wants him so bluntly.

Of course, reason is still there, and it will be safe after a long enough time.

Hosran hugged her tightly and kissed her wildly for a long time. He didn't let go of her until the soreness of his tongue. A strand of silver thread stuck to the corners of his mouth, which made his blood radiate all over his body.

Slowly turning her into lying on her side, he walked around behind him, held himself and entered.

"..." The moment the entrance was stretched open and slowly filled, she sighed and buried her little face in the pillow.

 

;The so-called little bit is only one head in Hosran's opinion, but it is also comfortable enough to explode.

The big palm penetrated into the front and rubbed her tenderness vigorously.
To be continued...
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