Chapter 21 Traveling 09 (H)

Wen Peng wanted to speak, but his words became a moan of lust, and all his thoughts dissipated in Qiǎnquǎn's kiss.

Teacher Wen.

In high school, Zhu Sinian liked to tease her like this.

Wen Peng sat in front of the coffee table to write the test paper, and Zhu Sinian put it on her back, kneading her waist lightly and heavily, and kissing her neck inch by inch.

Teacher Wen, how to solve this question?

Teacher Wen, do you want to use this formula?

Teacher Wen, why are you so tight? You can’t loosen yourself?

Now, Zhu Sinian calls her like this again.

Teacher Wen, teach me how to love you.Zhu Sinian approached her ears, her voice was low and hoarse, and the heat was pouring on her ears and almost made her ears red.

Of course, the love in his words is not the same as Wen Peng.

The wrist is grabbed and raised, the fingertips are held, wet and hot.

Wen Peng was caught off guard and wanted to take out his hand and was bitten gently. He couldn't help but let out another sound like a kitten.

It started raining outside, and it seemed to have flooded into the room, making the air inside the room wet.

After Zhu Sinian licked the ring on her hand, she finally was willing to let go of her hand and turned her head to kiss her little by little along her wrist.

Zhu Sinian seemed to kiss her whole body tonight, and she refused to let go of the small mole on her arm.

Wen Peng has always been vaguely afraid of his kiss. Every time he is touched by his lips, the pleasure spreads to his whole body like a tide, flooding her rationality.

Is it so comfortable?Zhu Sinian took her earlobe and stroked every inch of her body.

Wen Peng instinctively stuck it on, like a cat that was rubbed to the point of obedience.

After gentle caressing, Zhu Sinian followed the curve of his waist down and penetrated between his legs.

It was already wet. As soon as I touched Wen Peng, I couldn't control my legs and my breathing became rapid.

It's wet before I touched it. Is it very comfortable?Zhu Sinian's voice penetrated into her ears, making her heart tremble, numb and itchy. Teacher Wen, is this right?

I picked the fabric and poked it into the soft flower hole and stirred it. The love juice flowed out stickyly, making a mess.

Wen Peng wanted to break free with resistance, which made her feel completely unreasonable, but the person on her body wrapped around her waist, and sent her fingers in and out as if she was venting.

The fingertips pressed the flesh of the hole roughly, and more love juice flowed out, and the sound of sticky and wet water suddenly rang in the room.

The mouth of the acupoint has been swelling slightly, and more transparent water continues to flow out.

Very wet, I just did it last night.Zhu Sinian clamped his swollen clitoris badly and said something chaotic. Teacher Wen, is this normal?Does other people have as much water as you do?

The pleasure of not being up or down made Wen Peng very uneasy, and he wanted to seek comfort but was ashamed to speak.His lips trembled, and his breathing was filled with the smell of Zhu Sinian.

No, this is also the smell on her body.

They used the same toiletries very early, and Zhu Si Nian had her taste, and she also had the taste of Zhu Si Nian.

The sound of water was so embarrassed that Wen Peng closed his eyes, and waves of desire were almost defeated.

He was raped by his fingers and threw away his armor. He could only helplessly raise his hands and cover his lips, blocking the sweet moans he could barely spit out.

His hands were pulled apart and raised to the top of his head. Zhu Sinian heard the changing whimper leaking from her mouth, and his eyes became dark.

Teacher Wen, how can I answer the question while covering my mouth?

He rubbed his fingers and hooked them to a place, pressed and rubbed them hard, and then a large stream of liquid poured out, and the love liquid wet his whole hand.

Wen Peng said no, but was ruthlessly rejected.

The fingers were replaced with tongue, and the forced extended orgasm made Wen Peng frown in embarrassment and couldn't help crying.

Zhu Sinian… She is calling his name.

Zhu Sinian raised her head, and her lower half of her face was soaked by love juice, which was so erotic.

He took off her clothes, kneaded and pulled the already hard nipples, and pressed the soft areola.

He inserted it a little heavy, and a numb pleasure came out of the pain.Wen Peng shook his head in tears, but he didn't get any sagging.

Is it only by pressing you on the bed and fucking you every day, so that you won’t be thinking about leaving me?Zhu Sinian whispered in a low voice, slowing down his movements, as if he was really considering the feasibility of this idea.

Be good, don't always think about leaving.Zhu Sinian kissed her lips, half as tempting and half as threatening.

Wen Peng avoided his kiss, Zhu Sinian was stunned for a while, and he didn't speak any further until he fucked Wen Peng until orgasm.

After finishing, Zhu Sinian buried her chest and whispered: Don’t leave me... Wen Peng...

You are mine... I have only you...

Wen Peng didn't understand why he said that it was only you. He clearly had a lot, whether it was money, power, status, or family, friendship, love.

As long as he thinks, there will be many people who will love him one after another.

Wen Peng's body had not yet recovered from the afterglow of orgasm, and he barely raised his hand and placed it on Zhu Si Nian.

Zhu Si Nian, I am not yours, nor will I belong to anyone.

I don’t have to leave you either. I just want to do what I like and don’t want to be bound by you. That’s all.

Zhu Sinian's voice was a little dull: I didn't let you do what you like.

But you don’t even allow me to say something to the opposite sex, and you will lock me up and forbid me from working.Wen Peng ruthlessly exposed him.

Didn’t you ask me to teach you how to love me?Let me go, this is love me.

Zhu Sinian held her hand, turned the ring on her ring finger, and stopped talking.