Chapter 25: Finger starts to thrust (micro H)

What's good.Cui Ke lowered his face, his tone was quite sarcastic: I didn't even have the corners of my maid's clothes, and you said one by one that I was dirty. Those young men didn't know how many people they served, and you didn't mind being pickled.

Zhen Zhu retorted dissatisfiedly: The person I ordered is still clean.

Cui Ke said lightly and continued to pick on: Can the body be clean, can the hands and mouth be clean?I touched someone else's hand and touched you again, and fed you grapes. I'm sorry that you can open your mouth and eat it.

Seeing that Zhen Zhu had a strange look on her face, Cui Ke continued to work hard, but his hands were still light. What he was afraid of was that he would whisper and then coax and kiss you again. You wouldn't bother?

Zhen Zhu really didn't expect this floor, but she sold herself in a brothel, and even the noble young man couldn't help but serve the guests.

Thinking of those beautiful men, Zhen Zhu suddenly lost some interest.

Think about it again, if the fingers that had been stabbed by someone else's lower body were stuffed into her mouth and fed grapes, the picture was too strong, and Zhen Zhu felt nauseous in her stomach.

After a vivid look, Zhen Zhu covered her mouth excitedly. Cui Ke stopped when he saw it was good, and took out a wrap of sour apricots and handed them to her to suppress her shock.

Zhen Zhu stuffed two pieces into her mouth and said whole: You are not a male prostitute, why are you so clear?

Cui Ke smiled: I have never eaten pork, and I have never seen pigs run away.

Zhen Zhu stared at his thin lips that were opening and closing, and her black eyes dripped around the two light red pieces, asking curiously: Then can you speak?

Cough cough... Cui Ke was suddenly shocked by the words she came out of, and shook his head slowly, never trying it.

Zhen Zhu was still thinking and discussing with him, will her tongue be stuck in?

Cui Ke suddenly felt that the car was very hot, so he pulled open his collar and said dryly: I don’t know.

Zhen Zhu covered her mouth and smiled secretly: Then do you want to give it a try?

What to try?Cui Ke's eyes moved from Zhen Zhu's bright red lips to the center of her spread legs.

Zhen Zhu was sitting on the face without looking. She was wearing a light bedclothes and leaning against the soft couch, her legs wide open, and her toes kicked the wall of the car one by one.

The bedding is white, and the wall lights in the room reflect a small trace of wetness in the middle of the underwear.

What's this?Cui Ke held her legs and twisted the wet piece of fabric with his fingers.

I forgot, but when I said that Zhen Zhu was ashamed to just jump off the car immediately.

The young man massaged his shoulders with his butt sticking out on the bed. He couldn't help but think of the way they entered the back and forth. He accidentally recalled the whole bed affairs, and his lower body quietly flowed, and he was so wet.

But Zhen Zhu didn't have the nerve to tell Cui Ke, and she tried to struggle and turned her eyes guiltily, saying that this was wet from the rain.

After coming out from the back door of Changhuan Building, a servant held an umbrella and carried her into the car all the way, with the rain dropping her at all.

Cui Ke looked at her and smiled coldly: Why don’t you say that it’s soaked in tea, which is more convincing?

So.Zhen Zhu nodded, and she felt a little regretful that she was not rigorous enough.

Cui Ke put his fingertips under his nose in front of her and sniffed them, deliberately saying: What kind of tea has a smell?

Zhen Zhu was choked and her face turned slightly red. She was so coquettish now. What a scent, isn’t it sweet?

Cui Ke held her waist and picked it up, spread her legs and sat on him, stroking her pussy through her underwear. She could be so wet if she was rubbed and pressed by others. It wasn't that sexy, what was it?

Zhen Zhu struggled at first, but his body was numb and he retorted softly: I don’t...

Cui Ke said: Yes, fortunately I went in time, so you didn’t ask others to fuck you.

As he said that, he hooked his fingers into his pants, found the wet little mouth, and bent it into it.

His fingers were slender, and one of them pierced straight into the center of the flower, and the hard nails were pricked in the soft flesh.

Zhen Zhu bit her lip and shouted unbearably: Your hands are so cold...

Cui Ke turned around the hole, added another finger and hugged the heavy folds of flesh. She was so tight that he sighed: You are responsible for warming up.

Woo...Ah... Zhen Zhu let out a crying moan, her fingers soothe the hunger of the flesh of the hole. She wanted to suck it tightly, but Zhen Zhu didn't dare and tried to ignore this addictive feeling.

Cui Ke saw that her body was tense and seemed to be restrained, and guessed that Zhen Zhu was still scared of the orgasm he interrupted last night when his fingers interrupted her.

Cui Ke felt regretful and comforted her warmly: Zhuzhu will not torture you, but will send you to a peaceful orgasm.

Don't lie to me... Zhen Zhu blinked her tears and flattened her mouth. Her handsome appearance made Cui Ke feel so heartless.

The fingers began to thrust, and the whole piece was pushed in and half was pulled out. Cui Ke used practical actions to prove that he would not lie to her this time.