I walked into her tenderness, as if I had dived into the warm lake. There was no vigorous movement or destructive power. I even wandered inside as if I was afraid of hurting her. She was tightly wrapped around me like a winding alley.
It is a confession of emotions. Although it is a conjunction of physiological organs, it is really beautiful
I dived into the abyss step by step until I couldn't see any body connection. She hugged me tightly, and there was no violent reaction. We just lay there together, hugging affectionately, like a conjoined person, rubbing each other, caressing each other, saying to each other over and over again: I love you, I love you, I love you...
We maintain a beautiful rhythm like two people playing the piano together, and this rhythm is found in every shortest climax moment
Our pleasure is like a small boat drifting on the coast. At first it is just a small storm. When we are about to reach the other side, we also control the rudder harmoniously, without being slow or shocking.
Our movements are soothing, gentle, sensitive, and powerful
I am not a continuous violent impact. A woman like the boss lady who has not received sexual comfort for a long time needs to be treated rudely to reach orgasm, while Bian Jing under me needs continuous stimulation to reach orgasm. We must first create a romantic aura...
I dragged her to the edge of the bed, and I stood beside the edge of the bed, and the rhythm was elegantly in and out. A little more intense, I restrained my body and made the extension of the pleasure full of consideration.
We walked and stopped, gradually speeding up the pace, gradually making the surge bigger and higher. Her expression became increasingly unbearable. Her mouth was wide open, and sometimes she stuck out her tongue, long and erect, very charming and sexy. Sometimes she held my fingers in her mouth and refused to let herself scream.
It seemed as if we had been traveling a long distance, and we could no longer control our body movements and entered a state of madness. The common pleasure was finally pushed to the top by a huge wave...
The sun is blocked by the curtains
When Bian Jing and I woke up from the deep sleep, it was already noon
We were naked and covered with thin quilts. The madness and sweetness of last night were still in our hearts.
Outside the door, there was the sound of the boss's wife walking and the little girl talking crisply, the footsteps of pedestrians on the stone road, and the sound of birds singing on the treetops. We stared at each other silently and touched each other's lips from time to time.
Did you sleep well last night? I asked her, OK, she smiled embarrassedly and pointed the tip of my nose with her finger: You, it's really great
I stroked her breasts and continued to ask: What's the best way?
Anyway, it's just great. I've had more than a dozen orgasms. If you don't stop, I'll die
You could only come a few times before, but it wasn't possible
I hate her, she pinched me and asked me coquettishly, how is it? Will you be satisfied with having a wife like me in the future?
My body trembled for a moment, and Bian Jing felt it sensitively. She looked at me and said in surprise: What's wrong with you?
I didn't feel very comfortable either, but I told her that it was okay, but she was a little tired. She asked me again what happened. I said nothing, maybe I had a cold.
She touched me with her forehead, and my forehead was obviously hot, and she was startled: You have a fever, you are sick
It's okay, I looked at her frightened expression and felt very warm in my heart. I comforted her: This is a good thing, it is good for my body to pay public food to my wife frequently, haha
She frowned and thought for a while, and immediately made a decision: Let's not play today, can we go back? You need a rest
OK, I laughed: It’s better to go back to our own home than to go out to fight in the wild
What? Bian Jing said angrily: You must be sick now and your face is wrong. You must be obedient and obedient. Come on, get up and put on your clothes. Let's go to the hospital!
She jumped up immediately, put on her dress quickly, and then said lovingly: Be obedient, come on, I'll help you dress
She reached out to grab my shirt. I originally wanted to say I was wearing it, but her motherly gentle face touched me.
I sat still, she shook her clothes like a little mother, picked up my left arm, put it in, put it on her back, and then put her right arm in. Then, she half-kneeled on the bed and buttoned me. Her expression was both peaceful and solemn, completely like a mother
She buttoned the buttons one by one, then tidied up the collar of her shirt, looked at me, she smiled and got out of bed first, but I remembered it but was stopped by her. She said: Don't move around, I'll help you wear it
She shook my pants with her shoes, took them to the edge of the bed, moved my legs off the bed, put them on one of them, and then leaned down and lined up my shoes
Her performance surprised me a little. She was completely a mother. Such maternal love contained the most precious love of a woman for a man.
Seeing that she was working hard for me, I felt a little reluctant, so I said, "I'll do it." She stopped me again, and her tone was unquestionable: Be good, come on, wear socks.
She squatted at my feet, put her socks on me one by one, put her shoes on her feet, tied her shoelaces, gently patted my calves, and said like coaxing a child: So good, come out of bed
I jumped out of the bed, reached out to wear the belt, but was stopped by her hands again
She helped me lift my pants, then put on the belt, and muttered something: Well, let's see which hole it is. She was looking for the belt hole I usually buckled, following the old traces on the belt, she quickly found it, buttoned it up, stood up, and praised me proudly and tenderly: It's so handsome! Áwave Áwave!
I was very moved and wanted to hug her, kiss her, and then told her that I love you, my indifference to women, my hard heart was completely melted by her
As soon as I took a step, I felt dizzy and fell on the bed involuntarily and fainted
At the moment of unconsciousness, I heard Bian Jing's scream, and tears burst out from her eyes...
It is a confession of emotions. Although it is a conjunction of physiological organs, it is really beautiful
I dived into the abyss step by step until I couldn't see any body connection. She hugged me tightly, and there was no violent reaction. We just lay there together, hugging affectionately, like a conjoined person, rubbing each other, caressing each other, saying to each other over and over again: I love you, I love you, I love you...
We maintain a beautiful rhythm like two people playing the piano together, and this rhythm is found in every shortest climax moment
Our pleasure is like a small boat drifting on the coast. At first it is just a small storm. When we are about to reach the other side, we also control the rudder harmoniously, without being slow or shocking.
Our movements are soothing, gentle, sensitive, and powerful
I am not a continuous violent impact. A woman like the boss lady who has not received sexual comfort for a long time needs to be treated rudely to reach orgasm, while Bian Jing under me needs continuous stimulation to reach orgasm. We must first create a romantic aura...
I dragged her to the edge of the bed, and I stood beside the edge of the bed, and the rhythm was elegantly in and out. A little more intense, I restrained my body and made the extension of the pleasure full of consideration.
We walked and stopped, gradually speeding up the pace, gradually making the surge bigger and higher. Her expression became increasingly unbearable. Her mouth was wide open, and sometimes she stuck out her tongue, long and erect, very charming and sexy. Sometimes she held my fingers in her mouth and refused to let herself scream.
It seemed as if we had been traveling a long distance, and we could no longer control our body movements and entered a state of madness. The common pleasure was finally pushed to the top by a huge wave...
The sun is blocked by the curtains
When Bian Jing and I woke up from the deep sleep, it was already noon
We were naked and covered with thin quilts. The madness and sweetness of last night were still in our hearts.
Outside the door, there was the sound of the boss's wife walking and the little girl talking crisply, the footsteps of pedestrians on the stone road, and the sound of birds singing on the treetops. We stared at each other silently and touched each other's lips from time to time.
Did you sleep well last night? I asked her, OK, she smiled embarrassedly and pointed the tip of my nose with her finger: You, it's really great
I stroked her breasts and continued to ask: What's the best way?
Anyway, it's just great. I've had more than a dozen orgasms. If you don't stop, I'll die
You could only come a few times before, but it wasn't possible
I hate her, she pinched me and asked me coquettishly, how is it? Will you be satisfied with having a wife like me in the future?
My body trembled for a moment, and Bian Jing felt it sensitively. She looked at me and said in surprise: What's wrong with you?
I didn't feel very comfortable either, but I told her that it was okay, but she was a little tired. She asked me again what happened. I said nothing, maybe I had a cold.
She touched me with her forehead, and my forehead was obviously hot, and she was startled: You have a fever, you are sick
It's okay, I looked at her frightened expression and felt very warm in my heart. I comforted her: This is a good thing, it is good for my body to pay public food to my wife frequently, haha
She frowned and thought for a while, and immediately made a decision: Let's not play today, can we go back? You need a rest
OK, I laughed: It’s better to go back to our own home than to go out to fight in the wild
What? Bian Jing said angrily: You must be sick now and your face is wrong. You must be obedient and obedient. Come on, get up and put on your clothes. Let's go to the hospital!
She jumped up immediately, put on her dress quickly, and then said lovingly: Be obedient, come on, I'll help you dress
She reached out to grab my shirt. I originally wanted to say I was wearing it, but her motherly gentle face touched me.
I sat still, she shook her clothes like a little mother, picked up my left arm, put it in, put it on her back, and then put her right arm in. Then, she half-kneeled on the bed and buttoned me. Her expression was both peaceful and solemn, completely like a mother
She buttoned the buttons one by one, then tidied up the collar of her shirt, looked at me, she smiled and got out of bed first, but I remembered it but was stopped by her. She said: Don't move around, I'll help you wear it
She shook my pants with her shoes, took them to the edge of the bed, moved my legs off the bed, put them on one of them, and then leaned down and lined up my shoes
Her performance surprised me a little. She was completely a mother. Such maternal love contained the most precious love of a woman for a man.
Seeing that she was working hard for me, I felt a little reluctant, so I said, "I'll do it." She stopped me again, and her tone was unquestionable: Be good, come on, wear socks.
She squatted at my feet, put her socks on me one by one, put her shoes on her feet, tied her shoelaces, gently patted my calves, and said like coaxing a child: So good, come out of bed
I jumped out of the bed, reached out to wear the belt, but was stopped by her hands again
She helped me lift my pants, then put on the belt, and muttered something: Well, let's see which hole it is. She was looking for the belt hole I usually buckled, following the old traces on the belt, she quickly found it, buttoned it up, stood up, and praised me proudly and tenderly: It's so handsome! Áwave Áwave!
I was very moved and wanted to hug her, kiss her, and then told her that I love you, my indifference to women, my hard heart was completely melted by her
As soon as I took a step, I felt dizzy and fell on the bed involuntarily and fainted
At the moment of unconsciousness, I heard Bian Jing's scream, and tears burst out from her eyes...
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