Chapter 82 Wet (H)

Caught out of control, Ye Sang snorted and plunged into Huo Jinting's arms. What are you doing?

Teach you how to thank Ah.Huo Jinting was so funny that he passed Ye Sang's armpit with one hand, walked around her, grabbed her buttocks and lifted her, grabbed her legs with the other hand, and stepped onto his legs.

He moved too fast, and before Ye Sang could come to his senses from the big hand that held her buttocks, he had already straddled his lap.

The center of the legs was a hard touch, and with such a embarrassed posture, Ye Sang's face suddenly burned.

She quickly raised her hand, pressed against his shoulder and straightened her waist to stand up, but as soon as she lifted her hips a little, her waist was pinched by her two big hands, and she sat down heavily, and her soft private parts hit the already awakened and hardened genitals.

There was a little pain, and the pain was mixed with numbness. Ye Sang frowned and hummed softly, subconsciously trying to lift his buttocks again, but he couldn't move half an inch.

Can you run away?Huo Jinting didn't mind that she pressed her hand against his shoulder, and even leaned back towards the back of the sofa with her hand push and looked at her with a leisurely look.

Huo Jinting's intention was obvious, and Ye Sang was a little anxious, and the pushing of her genitals made her feel even more nervous.

Not daring to look at Huo Jinting's eyes that were stained with lust, Ye Sang shrank his shoulders and lowered his head, and squeezed out the sound, and I was still in pain.

A few simple words were so bumpy that she said. This shyness pleased Huo Jinting. He liked to see her look, seductive, itchy, and controlful satisfaction...

His lips curled up, his right hand that was holding her waist loosened, leaned into the hem of her school uniform, and pushed up her back, pressing his big palm against her vest toward him.

Ye Sang was forced to approach him, he tilted his head, touched her blushing cheeks, and then moved to her ears.

The slightly damp and warm breath splashed on Ye Sang's sensitive skin, burning and itchy. She shrank her neck and pushed her shoulders, but Huo Jinting used her jaw to push her open. I'll be gentle.

... The hoarse voice was so close that it passed through the eardrum with a vibration, which made Ye Sang's chest tremble slightly. A heat flow from somewhere that flowed across her heart, making her bones soft.

Slight goose bumps appeared on his neck and arms, his red, swollen and painful private parts, and warm liquid flowed out. The hole of the hole he was pressed against was obviously wet and uncomfortable.

Huo Jinting opened his mouth, gently held her ear beads that seemed to be dripping from bleeding, and pushed her hips to Ye Sang, saying vaguely: I still want to fuck you, it hurts to swell.

... My heart trembled due to Huo Jinting's movements and words, and Ye Sang felt his body softer, but... I still hurt...

The soft voice is not convincing at all, but it is more like a desire to refuse and welcome.

Huo Jinting let go of her ear beads, and his wet and hot lips went down her slender neckline. Then you should be gentle.

???She's gentle?

Ye Sang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand it. He felt Huo Jinting moving down with the big palm of her vest, holding her waist again, looking at her, holding her hands and holding her a little and pressing her down. He held her up and pressed her down while grinding his thick and hard penis.

Ye Sang understood instantly, and the heat flow washed over her forehead again. She quickly lowered her head and shook it violently.

Huo Jinting raised his lips and laughed silently. He also knew Ah and knew a lot.

... Ye Sang was so embarrassed that his forehead was covered with sweat, but his head flashed through the picture in the little yellow manga I had read before.

In the office, the man sat on the chair behind the work desk, his clothes were neat, but his pants were retreating to his ankle.

The woman sitting on him was stroking her short skirt to her waist, revealing her plump buttocks. Her underwear was tilted away to the side, she raised her head and let out a ball of white breath. It was a moan, a squinting eyes, a tear hung at the corners of her eyes, her expression was painful, and she enjoyed...

The feeling of palpitations came up again, and even a hint of itchyness that made her feel helpless.

It was because of Ye Sang's distractedness that Huo Jinting held her cheek in dissatisfaction, turned her disguised face over, and faced him, what were you thinking?

...No, nothing.Ye Sang didn't dare to look at his eyes, and lowered his eyes to look back, as if he was afraid that he would see the picture in her head in her eyes.

Huo Jinting looked at her calmly for two seconds, and his big hand suddenly penetrated into her waistband and slid into her crotch against her buttocks.

Ye Sang instinctively shrank his hips and wanted to hold his hand back, but how could he hold it? In just two seconds, his private parts were wrapped around his entire palm, making it hot.

It's wet.Huo Jinting's already slight hoarse voice was even more sandy by the damp heat under his palm.

Ye Sang's heart shrank suddenly, and the hole and the corridor also contracted violently as if they were stimulated, but they could not hold back the heat flow. The sticky liquid still flowed out of the hole and dripped on Huo Jinting's middle finger.

Huo Jinting's breathing became slightly quicker, and his middle finger, stained with the fluid, pressed against the thin gap, slid back and forth twice, and then gently rubbed the small flesh core at the front.

Well... Ye Sang's body shook lightly, and he snorted gently and sighed from his nose.

She subconsciously straightened her waist and raised it up, trying to avoid his teasing, but when she lifted it up, she was pressed back by his left hand that was pressing her waist just one inch away.