Chapter 39 Scented sachets

It was dawn, and a carriage left the city gate and rushed to the suburbs

Two drivers were sitting in front of the car. The middle-aged man had a beard, had a positive appearance, bright eyes, and held the reins in front of him to control the direction and speed of the car. The young man looked gentle and fair, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and agile eyes. He was always paying attention to the movements around him.

These two are A Quan and Chu Feng

Brother Quan, have you heard anything? Chu Feng asked, blinking at A Quan with his spiritual eyes

A Quan didn't look at him directly, but he still looked ahead, and the wind was loud

Chu Feng didn't care, and whispered: You said that this is a serious woman in Lord Gu who usually drafted memorials and wrote official documents at the Censorate, and once openly challenged the master, look at this moment... He smiled frivolously, and he was still being played with by the master, so this woman is just like that, right, Brother Quan

A Quan quickly turned his head and glanced at him, have you ever had it?

Chu Feng was stunned. After reacting, he turned red and replied: Bah, who cares!

A Quan didn't say anything anymore, continued driving

Hello, Brother Quan, be honest, Ah, I am the only one who is like me. If I hadn't been delayed for the hard work for the master, I would have been considered a good husband in a girl's house. Chu Feng said after a while

A Quan was silent for a while and said: Are you sure you are talking about yourself?

Chu Feng almost came back in one breath, fuck, Brother Quan, you have to speak with conscience. I don’t know how many women like me want to throw themselves into their arms.

Seeing that A Quan had no contact, he cleared his throat and continued: But, I would not have the blessing to be a woman like Lord Gu. I am too powerful and too strong, but my body... He paused for a while and said: You didn't see that, the white skin and big breasts are called a woman, no wonder even the master couldn't help it...

Did you see it? A Quan asked suddenly

I, cough... I was, what my master ordered Chu Feng raised his eyebrows with a delicate eyebrow

A Quan glanced at him, then don't be careless, keep more snacks

What? Chu Feng was a little confused

My master's injuries cannot be disturbed

I... Chu Feng is frustrated. He is not so capable. He can care about how he is tormented or how he is tormented by women.

In the carriage, spring is thrilling

After experiencing the initial discomfort, Gu Qingyin's pussy gradually adapted to the invasion of the big cock. The vaginal fluid became more and more, lubricating the corridor, and it was easier for Han Jinqing to thrust faster and faster.

Ah...well...Ah... She looked intoxicated, moaning in her mouth, intermittent, and her voice could be sober to the bones

The tender pussy contained a thick cock. The cock was purple-red, thick and long, with a huge glans and a sword-like edge. Han Jinqing could hit her deepest part with every powerful impact, poking the tender, soft and lewd little meat, and quickly retreated completely. Time and again, causing her to gradually tremble strongly. The vagina kept shrinking, and the mèi meat was tightly fitted with the cock. Every time the penis was pulled out, it could bring out a few bright red lines.

Her whole body was hung delicately on Han Jinqing, catering to his strong rhythm. Her two big breasts on her chest were pressed against his purple brocade robe, rubbing constantly. The silky cold and smooth touch stimulated her nipples and areola, which made her breathe comfortably and magnified the pleasure under her body.

The vaginal fluid at the junction of the two men melted into one place, and with the frequency of thrusting, it made a lewd sound. Gu Qingyin's lower body was completely opened, her thighs were bent, and she was shaped in a shape to both sides. Each impact caused the two pubic bones to resist each other, and her pubic hair was entangled in one place. Her two thick petals were rubbed into bright red...

Your body is born to be fucked, and your pussy is tight... You usually wear a body in an official uniform, but you are a woman who is so sexy. Haha, there is something else in the pussy.

While he was gasping heavily, Han Jinqing suddenly pulled out his penis from his tight vagina. The body of the stick was dripping with juice. He hooked his fingers into the vagina and actually pulled out a small sachet from the depths of the corridor.

The sachet was thin and transparent, as thin as a cicada's wing. It had been soaked with vaginal fluid, and there was nothing inside. A thin line fell on it, entangled into a ball.

He put the sachet in front of her eyes and shook it, and raised the corner of his lips. What is this?

Gu Qingyin's eyes were slightly blurred, this...sachet?

But now she was not at all concerned about the main business. She only took a look and then calmed down. The whole Miyuan was rubbing against Han Jinqing's brocade robe, and her snow buttocks were raised, as if she was asking for fun. Well... Why did you go out...

Seeing her like this, Han Jinqing knew that he couldn't ask anything at this time, and he didn't think this little thing was important. At most, it was a woman's gadget, so he didn't care. But Gu Qingyin was so impatient that the dragon under him could not bear it, and it swelled a little more.