Chapter 68: Belongs to

What does it feel like to grasp the owner?

Chen Sirong was about to experience it well, but the next second the owner turned over and pressed off the wet wall.

Her breasts were squeezed, but her lower abdomen was held, and her buttocks were raised high.

Chen Sirong's hands were squeezed back to the back of her waist, and her whole body was squeezed against the wet wall with her cheeks and breasts, barely supporting her body.

The master said: Thank you for your reminder, Grace.I should indeed restrain myself and restrain some love for you.

Chen Sirong didn't have time to think. The next second, the master's palm touched her labia.

The labia that is still swollen, sensitive, and wet.

Once again, Caesar inserted three fingers without hesitation.

Chen Sirong's vagina was quickly filled with all the time, and she screamed out of control.

At this moment, I finally knew how much love her master had for her.

What is the punishment for slapping on the sofa? It is more of a strange shy feeling than OTK.

And now, the owner's fingers began to thrust in Chen Sirong's vagina without any pity.

She couldn't struggle at all.

His arms were also twisted and locked behind him.

The finger thrusts came quickly and violently. The moment he touched Chen Sirong's sensitive point, the master thrusts there dozens of times.

Chen Sirong was completely out of control.

Screams and moans were infinitely enlarged in the enclosed bathroom. Her breasts could no longer serve as any support for the body. The master's arms tightly supported her lower abdomen from behind.

With his wrist being loosened, Chen Sirong instinctively stretched forward to hold the wall.But Caesar took her back, telling her that she could not feel any support at all.

The warm water flow was still pouring tirelessly on the two of them.

Caesar stood behind Chen Sirong, holding her lower abdomen with his right arm from below, and thrusting her vagina quickly with his left hand.

Chen Sirong's lower body was completely controlled, but her upper body seemed to be left behind on a cliff.

He reached out and couldn't touch anything, but his body continued to thrust out of control while the master was thrusting.

The master inserted into her sensitive point and began to suppress her sensitive point.

There is no gap, no pause, no pity.

The dense pleasure hit Chen Sirong like a burst of drums. Her legs had already become weak and she had lost any support.

He couldn't catch anything in the air with both hands, and finally he could only go down and hold the master tightly on her wrist.

The moan was shattered by the twitch of the body, only intermittently:

…Master…Ah…Ah…Master…Please…Please…Please, Grace…can’t stand it anymore…Ah…

But begging for mercy at this moment is just adding fuel to the fire.

Seeing her speech out of control and her eyes lost.The body bursts out with a burst of pleasure because of itself.

She quickly pulled out her fingers when she was about to climax, watching her sobbing painfully when she was unable to reach her desire.

His hips were about to rub his fingers tightly, and he inserted them hard again.

The cycle goes on and on, making her never reach the highest pleasure.

Finally, Chen Sirong's voice was almost hoarse and she was limp and wanted to ask her master to fuck her.

Caesar asked her: Grace, you're too low to hear it.

Chen Sirong could only whimper and repeat: I want my master to fuck me...Ah... I want my master to fuck me...

Caesar then crushed her sensitive point and inserted it heavily again, and noticed that her vagina began to contract rapidly, and then continued to exert force.

His Chen Sirong sprayed out water and turned into water.

It turned into water without flesh and blood, into water flowing in his arms.

Why can Chen Sirong stand still? It's all up to Caesar to hug her completely.

Wash her body and dry her hair.

There is still uneated food downstairs, but who can still remember it?

On the soft, spacious bed, they hugged each other nakedly.

……

Chen Sirong fell into extreme fragility after the pleasure, and this time, the master was by her side.

Hot temperature, solid embrace.

The intimate tip of the nose against the tip of the nose, and the response is safe when calling out.

Chen Sirong's heart was filled with it, and Chen Sirong's emptiness was filled with it.

She was held firmly in the palm of her hand by her master, and at this moment she could feel at ease to close her eyes and no longer be afraid of anything.

Kissing comes naturally.

Dry, soft lips snuggled and rubbed each other.

The gentle breath intertwined and flowed, almost connected into an indistinguishable whole.

Chen Sirong hugged Caesar in an instant and murmured: Master, please don’t leave me again.

The owner did not speak, but also hugged Chen Sirong tightly.

Chen Sirong whispered again: Grace will never leave you again.

No more words were needed, and the two hearts were beating naked together at this moment.

The master's palm kept patting Chen Sirong's back, and he said: Grace, the master will not leave you.

Saying such words…a subtle emotion arose in Caesar’s heart.

He never believed these promises about never and never, and he would love you forever and never be separated.

He is convinced that the most solid promise in the world comes from the law.And those affectionate promises are the least worthy of trust and giving.

However, at this moment.

But he was extremely convinced that what Chen Sirong said would never leave you again.

And he is also obsessed with it, and he says his master will not leave you.

For a moment, the sky was spinning.

Caesar confirmed that he had stepped into an inescapable vortex.And he is willing, and he is willing.

He willingly said those sweet promises he had never believed in the past, and willingly believed that his Grace would never leave him again.

In the dim room, Chen Sirong's breathing gradually became gentle and quiet.

Caesar's thoughts became clearer and clearer in silence, and he looked at Chen Sirong quietly.

Her fingers gently stroked every inch of her cheek.

Confirm that the room is warm and that his Chen Sirong has fallen asleep safely.

If you touch her soft earlobe, you will get a gathering and dissipating blood when you knead it.

Touching her soft lips, opening it to swallow his desire.

Feeling her soft neck, connecting her pure white face and her desire-ridden body.

Feeling her soft breasts, Chen Sirong's soft heart beats below.

His soft, unparalleled Chen Sirong.

Every inch of skin was carefully, carefully and prudently touched and stared at this night, and it was repeatedly confirmed that this was his Chen Sirong, which was his Chen Sirong.

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Chen Sirong dreamed of something that happened a long time ago.

At that time, she had just come to Italy and her first roommate she lived in was a Chinese who had lived in Italy for several years.

The two had a great relationship at the beginning, and Chen Sirong cherished this friend very much.

Who knew that later, this friend began to take men home frequently.

Every time my roommate asked Chen Sirong to come and play together, gradually, Chen Sirong found that her roommate was trying to make friends with all kinds of rich second-generations under his guise.

Three months later, Chen Sirong transferred his contract to someone else and moved to a new place.

She has very few things, and she can walk cleanly with two boxes and Chen Sirong.

The second place to live is with an Italian local boy and a Korean girl.

The rent was cheap and the location was suitable, so Chen Sirong moved in. Who knew that this Italian boy began to pursue Chen Sirong crazy.

The Korean girl next door prompted Chen Sirong to go and check his Facebook homepage, and Chen Sirong discovered that he had Yellw Fever (Western men who only like East Asian women).

After enduring the half-year lease, Chen Sirong moved again.

This time she moved into a more expensive but much more stable student apartment.

She goes to work on July 11 every night and can subsidize this portion of the rent.

Shortly after moving to the student apartment it was the Chinese New Year, Chen Sirong went downstairs to attend the New Year event held by the apartment administrator.

Chen Sirong, who was originally worried that he would have no friends here, would be lonely, and was instantly surrounded by enthusiastic strangers.Everyone is studying here, and even if they have unknown names, it will not affect communication at all.

Chen Sirong was immersed in happiness. At 10 o'clock in the evening, everyone packed up and went upstairs.

Chen Sirong returned to his room and suddenly felt that all the sounds had left.

It was so lively just now, and it was so happy just now.

But now when I returned to the room, everything was terriblely deserted.

Chen Sirong made a video call to his home.

On the other end of the phone, everyone was having the New Year’s Eve dinner lively.After a few short sentences, Chen Sirong hung up the phone and didn't bother them to have dinner.

Hang up the phone, and the room became even more deserted.

I never had such an idea in the past few times of moving, but it was vividly highlighted by the bustle on this New Year's Eve.

She was like a rootless duckweed.

Take two boxes and go anywhere.

She does not belong to this room, nor does this room belong to her.

She is just wandering here, she is just wandering here.

Chen Sirong woke up in the middle of the night.

Caesar noticed her turn over and asked her: What's wrong?Grace.

Did I wake you up?Chen Sirong's voice was still a little hoarse.

Caesar raised his hand and turned on the bedside lamp.

Under the dim light, Chen Sirong refused to raise her head and leaned tightly on his shoulder.

Caesar sat up slightly against the head of the bed and hugged Chen Sirong in his arms.

Have a nightmare, Grace?

Chen Sirong was silent for a while and nodded.

I dreamed that I turned into a duckweed.She paused and asked, Master, do you know what duckweed is?

Caesar gently patted her back with one hand and said: Grace, you obviously lack confidence in my Chinese.

Chen Sirong smiled softly and said: But master, do you know?Grace doesn't want to make a duckweed.

Then what do you want to do?

In the dim bedroom, Chen Sirong lay quietly on Caesar and pondered.

But she did not answer the master's question.

Chen Sirong asked: Master, am I yours?

As long as you want, you are mine.

I think.Chen Sirong said.

After a moment, she asked again: Master, are you mine?

Under the dim light, Chen Sirong raised her head.

The master is close to her.

Chen Sirong knew that he was greedy.

But when she woke up in such an irrational late night, she couldn't help but ask this question.

Caesar looked at her for a long time, then said slowly:

Grace, I was worried that I was too anxious and would make you worry.

Chen Sirong Meditation: What?

Caesar stroked her hair from her forehead and her eyes became clearer:

You remember you told me earlier that you would never leave me?

Chen Sirong nodded.

I need to make sure with you again that Grace will never leave the master, and will never leave Caesar, right?

Chen Sirong nodded again.

In the quiet bedroom, his Chen Sirong was in his arms.

Such a moment of lack of reason and sensibility prevails is not a good time to make a decision.

But he was referring to Chen Sirong.

Because he had made a decision clearly and clearly.

Of course he understood what Chen Sirong meant by duckweed, and he also knew that he was never the only one who was worried about gains and losses.

I was originally worried that he was too anxious, and that his age would naturally make people mistakenly think that he made a decision because he was anxious.Not to mention, this is the first day they reconciled.

However, some feelings are not measured by time.

He said: Grace, of course I can answer your question directly and without any burden.But after thinking about it, I would rather use the law to protect my answer.

Chen Sirong looked at Caesar, feeling her heartbeat: What... means?

Caesar looked at her and said clearly: Grace, you don't have to give me the answer now.When you feel it is right, tell me if you are willing to marry me.

If you want, we will register immediately.As the law testifies, you will always belong to me, and I will always belong to you, Grace.