Chapter 98 Let me hug you for a while

The cherry red bit of her nipples taught him to caress her mouth and caress her little bit of softness, and the ups and downs of her breasts became bigger.

Looking down, her man buried in his chest, his lips and tongue pressed against his body, asking for her to give

She quietly put her breasts towards him and said that it was almost time for a while. Suddenly, the nipples were grinding and biting.

The pain was extremely thin and almost not considered painful. Instead, it was unexpectedly stimulating. She shook in surprise and a familiar movement occurred deep in the flower path.

Zhao Ye raised his head and smiled, with a gentle and narrow-minded look. She cursed him with a coquettish look, pouting his little mouth slightly, but saw him lowering his head, and his lips pressed against her left chest and his heart and kissed him continuously

This man knew her body very well and knew very well that her heart was far less sensitive than nipples. The reason why he chose to kiss in front was simply because her heart was beating under the bones of the place.

She smiled silently from the bottom of her heart, hugged Zhao Ye and kissed him on the top of her head

Zhao Ye raised his head and let his lips raise high against her. When she looked at her, she stamped the diamond-shaped lips, and a bright ray of light bloomed on the corner of his lips. Her slender hands removed her skirt and underwear and took her so clean and clean she into the bed.

This time, Zhao Ye did not fiddled with her posture, but instead lay on the bed by himself

Wanwan, he pulled her toward him and sat up

Yuan Wanran saw too many of Zhao Ye's sequel paintings and knew what he meant. In the past, she felt that his wife was not conventional on her husband, and she was too shy to be too proactive in this position. She would never ride on her feet when she was about to stop.

Today she hesitated a little and moved to kneel on his body

She finally lost this person from prison and got back, so she must love him well

She carefully caressed Zhao Ye's lower body, and her hard male root was pressed against her belly, and she wanted to pry it apart gently, but she taught him to pull it down and lean over.

First rub your buds against my words, he whispered in her ear

Yuan Wanran thought a little, carefully attached her legs three inches below her husband's navel, twisted her snow buttocks and rubbed her back and forth. Due to her posture, her two soft breasts rubbed her chest softly across her chest.

Husband, is this like this? She asked for the first time she took the initiative to please a man, her voice was soft and soft

Yes, Zhao Ye held her blushing face and pecked her. Wanwan was wet and soft, and it was very comfortable to rub it like this.

Yuan Wanran smiled embarrassedly and continued to slide her waist

The thin slit on her lower body was tender and sensitive, and the honey liquid was soaked. The male root attached was solid and hot. Every time she rubbed, a small current would go from the petals to the flower path.

Desire is surging. Whenever the entrance of the Taoyuan cave approaches the flesh crown, Yuan Wanran feels that she is experiencing and eager to include it.

Her breathing became a little rapid, and Zhao Ye said: Wanwan, take me in

Yuan Wanran's face flushed and avoided looking at him. She supported her upper body and pointed the iron at the secret realm of the heart of her legs.

She always remembered that Zhao Ye mentioned that he wanted to break the penis, but he never took the initiative to attack when he entered. Several times, the man's head was just about to kick the head at the mouth of the acupoint, and he missed it again.

Her busy look fell into Zhao Ye's eyes, so cute, but she could not penetrate deeper after hitting the wet and soft vagina again and again. His patience reached the limit.

Wanwan, it's OK, he reminded him in a hoarse voice

Yuan Wanran glanced at him and met his bright eyes, and looked like a fire, and quickly lowered her head.

Well, okay, um, I know. She responded randomly, made a move, and slowly swallowed a piece of the male root.

In front of the man, he showed his private parts and guided his clone into him. Yuan Wanran's heart was beating. At the same time, the man was messing around and was oblivious to how the two people connected their private parts.

Don't look at it... She is half angry and half begging

The stimulation and shyness of the new style made her shrink from the hole to the flower path involuntarily, and she tried to suck the head of the man's root in disguise.

She sat down lower and lower, her wet little mouth holding the veins and swallowing the things that were angrily opened, and the meat inside was squirming, sucking it, sucking it, and squeezing it.

Zhao Ye raised his chin on the pillow and hissed comfortably

When the honey hole was barely swallowed most of the penis, Yuan Wanran suddenly stopped the delicate and vivid paintings she had seen, but they were still in a posture of intercourse between men and women in the painting. How should we do other times?

She looked at Zhao Ye shyly, hoping to get some tips, but the man had nothing except the expression of swallowing her alive.

She stretched out her finger and poked his chest lightly. My husband, what should I do next?

Zhao Ye spread his hands and said with a smile: I will play whatever you like.

He lay under her, his eyes shining, and his handsome face was full of evil spirits. He was really looking forward to his posture of playing with his body.

His body was stretched under her eyes, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, strong and distinct chest and abdominal muscles, and tight and smooth skin. It was easy to remind her how many times this body brought her great joy.

Yuan Wanran let out a sound, and the flower path contracted, clamping the penis that was deeply penetrated into her body.

Zhao Ye took a breath and said: Wanwan, well done

After being praised, Yuan Wanran was happy to do better. She had an idea to recall their daily love. She thought that since they changed positions, she could swing her waist and hips while imitating Zhao Ye's thrust. It was probably feasible.

She twisted her waist and hips and moved slowly for a while. She was comfortable, but she couldn't find the usual feeling of getting better when she was in love.

My husband, she pushed his chest, and the more she said, "I won't know how to do this."

Zhao Ye Ning beckoned his little wife, the delicate man was sitting on her body, her long hair flowing down her peach-like cheeks, her shoulders and neck, and the black and blue hair made her look like her skin was white and shiny.

A few of the strands of hair hung over her chest, and the two pointed and round balls were like peaches, tender and full, and they were tempting to pick and eat.

Further down, her body lines were harvested into a slender waist, and the grass was buried deep in his clone.

His little Wanwan had such a body, which easily taught people to rush their blood, but she didn't realize it. Her little face was covered with light and said seriously: You teach me, I won't know how to do this

Zhao Ye wished he could thrust his back and stab him immediately, and he inserted it into his body and screamed.

He inhales and endures, presses her buttocks, and follows my gesture

Um

Try every direction, take your time, find the most comfortable position you feel, say

Yuan Wanran said in a soft voice: Is my husband the same?

Zhao Ye's male root wedged into her body seemed to be harder

Yuan Wanran was inexplicably followed the man's hand pressed on his buttocks from shallow to deep and swallowed the male roots, and then changed to another direction. After trying this, he suddenly stopped his delicate body.

Zhao Ye's clone stuffed her vagina full, but when she sinks to the point where the iron is completely deep, it can reach a certain point in the flower path, and it feels much more useful than when entering other depths.

She covered her cherry lips with her fingers and said stutteringly: My husband, this seems to be possible...

Zhao Ye relaxed his hand on her buttocks, letting her sway back and forth without any hesitation.

At first, Yuan Wanran slowly twisted her buttocks, and the already swollen flower core of her hair was attached to the man's private parts. She could not escape the scratching of her hair when she moved; in the flower path, the man's penis tightened her flesh and rubbed against the sensitive ground.

This repeated actions, her sweet path is filled with spring water, and her delicate body is filled with pleasure

Um... Um... The more you scratch, the more you feel more stimulating, the more you rub, the more comfortable you feel. Yuan Wanran's eyes half closed, she raised her head slightly and hummed softly

Before she knew it, she quickly twisted, and the more she moved, the happier she became, the more she wanted to scratch and rub it again. However, that little hope could not be fully relieved, Zhao Ye was looking at her carefully, staring at every movement of her body, every look on her face

She slowly swung, stretched out her hand to cover his slender eyes, and the man's diamond-shaped lips bent into a smile, pressing her round buttocks hand to grab the buttocks, causing her to continue swinging

Don’t Wanwan want me to be happy?

…Um…I want Ah… Yuan Wanran replied, her round buttocks moved slightly as he gestured

Then let me see you

Her blushing face slightly turned away...so shameful...

It's charming. The more beautiful you look, the more beautiful you are. I love to see it the most

My husband...

There is nothing more enjoyable than this for a man to fuck his woman to be crazy

After a while, Yuan Wanran bit her lower lip, withdrew her little hand and pressed it on her husband's chest, shaking her waist and beehive buttocks

At first she turned delicate, Zhao Ye repeatedly encouraged her to tease her, and she began to let go of her hands and feet.

Ha... The refreshing feeling of electric current swayed and returned to the body again, piled up one after another, her eyes were as bright as silk, and she moaned softly

After a while, no longer needed Zhao Ye's guidance, she found the rhythm and strength that would please her the most. The snow body was addicted to the pleasure of intercourse, and rode the man to chase the joy, and it was hard to stop.

Ah...Happy husband...Happy husband... Her delicate cherry lips slightly opened, and sweet moans came out

Happy?

Well...Happy... The pretty face slightly raised, the eyes were shimmering, the fair skin was filled with pink, and the spring mood was full of spring

Zhao Ye added fire to add fire, covered her plump breasts with both hands, rubbed and caressed her, and made her even louder

When the beauty hummed, she made a few more sobs. Zhao Ye made a quick decision, slid his hands to her waist and pressed them tightly, lifted his hips and thrust them, and the male root poked into Dilu's vagina like a sword.

Ah Ah This insertion was too sudden and too exciting. Yuan Wanran exclaimed. The delicate female body was so tender that it bounced upwards and then fell down. Hua Zhi swallowed the swollen hard penis to the bottom in one mouthful.

AhAh...too deep... Although she blurted out, Zhao Ye's strength was appropriate, which increased her pleasure without causing pain and discomfort.

The joy surged, and she didn't have time to savor it, so she let Zhao Ye continue to bounce away. When she fell, she embedded deeper into him, and her two bodies were stitched together.

…So deep…My husband…So deep…

Yuan Wanran rose and fell on Zhao Ye's pubic bone, gasping for a long time, and her two round balls were bouncing white under the poke of the male body, and her waves were rising lightly

The man couldn't help but penetrate her tender vagina. The undulating veins were strongly crushed through the delicate flesh wall, making her legs weak; every time the man's head attacked to the end of the flower path, she was forced out and screamed, betraying her secret of being happier and happier every time.

Finally she couldn't support her and fell into Zhao Ye's arms tremblingly

Does Wanwan like it? Zhao Ye wrapped his little wife with his arms around, and continued to exert force on her waist and hips

Yuan Wanran couldn't answer, her soul floated into the air, and she felt that something rough and hard to fill her path and violently impacted her. Tears of happiness flowed down, and her body could not stop moaning according to her instinct.

Soon, her muddy flower path changed strangely, as if she intended to twist the foreign objects in her lower body, and could not allow it to continue invading deeper.

But things can always go straight into the body, find out where she is sensitive, and hit her hard with pleasure

No... Yuan Wanran cried, she couldn't bear it anymore, and struggled to get out with only her remaining strength

Zhao Ye hugged her soft body firmly and continued to tweak until she spasmed in his arms, and the numbness broke out from his tail.

He roared, shooting out a heat flow and rushed into the heart of the person in his arms.

Hah... Ha... Yuan Wanran leaned in Zhao Ye's arms and gasped, her white and thin skin was slightly sweaty, and her wet hair was pressed against the snow back by her cheeks

In the haze, she vaguely felt Zhao Ye moving, and the hardness of her flower path tightly embedded, and then retreated. In the action, she touched the flesh and felt another numbness.

When the hard and long thing evacuated from the hole, a thick and turbid stream flowed out, wetting the heart of her legs

After a while, some strength finally returned to her limbs and bones. She moved and wanted to turn off Zhao Ye's body.

Her arms are tightly wrapped around her, where are you going? Her voice is low, and she still has the hoarseness after passion

I'm pressing like this, you'll feel uncomfortable

I would rather feel uncomfortable. Zhao Ye hugged her, stroked the snowy back along the back of her head, and murmured: Let me hug you for a while

Yuan Wanran stopped moving, and Zhao Ye seemed to be a little melancholy under his voice

She slept in his arms for a while, and she got up at noon

Walking back to the east room with her weak legs, she sent Han Yi's clothes to Zhao Ye's wardrobe. She counted on a whim and only had six clothes.

Han Yi's tops are totally eight pieces. After deducting the ones he wore to go out, it is better to have seven clean clothes left.

Could it be that it fell on the kang and the ground, and I didn’t pay attention to it?

Yuan Wanran returned to the east room, and the kang was empty. She wondered, and her eyes were unintentionally swept towards the low cabinet facing the kang.

On the cabinet, Zhao Ye sat side by side with her three rag dolls, back against the wall

Earlier, Han Yi's rag doll was taught to Mo Bao to sweep it off the kang, and she didn't have time to pick it up

Yuan Wanran cried in her heart and looked around. A shirt was hung on the horizontal railing at the end of the bed, which was exactly what Han Yi wore when he went out yesterday.