QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

[Extra] Beautiful Instructor x High Cold Major General: Fun Play (2) [H]

Cui Yihan's breathing became heavier, stood up from the sofa, walked behind Yuan Sewei, wrapped the woman from her back, and whispered: "Sewei, try the back pose today, eh?"

Yuan Sewei leaned on him obediently, the man's hand had touched her chest, and she was kneading the chest, she choked up unconsciously: "Um..."

With her voice, Cui Yihan automatically agreed to her by default.

Pushing Yuan Sewei from behind, let her lean her lower body behind the sofa, and put her upper body on him. The tongue held Yuan Sewei's earlobe and licked gently.

"Yi Han..." It was just that, Yuan Sewei's underside was already moistened.

Cui Yihan chuckled at the corner of his mouth. After hearing her groan, the strength of his hand involuntarily increased. There was a small hole in the center of the dress. Cui Yihan's fingers penetrated in and he could feel the softness in the cleavage.

But the mouth is really small, not very enjoyable. Cui Yihan pulled his hand out of the small hole, and then reached in from the hem of his clothes.

The chest of the dress itself was very tight, and the big hand was forced in, which was even more pressured.

The two hands touched the crisp breasts at zero distance, and a smooth sensation came from the palms of the hands.

"Yihan...I want..." Yuan Sewei couldn't help but yelled, rubbing her lower body, feeling her consciousness constantly slipping away.

Cui Yihan's penis is also hard and hot, but he wants to see her more than entering the flower hole.

He rubbed the chest with his hand, shaking it constantly, and moving his fingers restlessly to the red plum on the snow peak, rubbing it. It's like feathers itching.

Yuan Sewei kept swinging her waist and rubbing against the man's lower abdomen. Her body was confined in this place, and she only needed to move it slightly to feel the man's hard iron.

"Yi Han...give me...I want..." Yuan Sewei's hand touched the man's trousers, begging in a low voice.

Cui Yihan buried her head on her shoulders and said, "Whatever you want, come by yourself."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Sewei fiddled with the man's trousers indiscriminately in her hand. She couldn't see the trousers on her back, so she could only untie the trousers by touching the position of the cock.

After finally untying the pants, Yuan Sewei couldn't wait to touch the cock.

Cui Yihan let out a snorted snoring when his green fingers touched the meat stick, wishing to insert the meat stick into Yuan Sewei's small hole immediately.

Because she couldn't see it, Yuan Sewei's hands became more sensitive. She felt that she could touch the blue veins and the beating glans on the men's ranking list.

The itching of the cunt is even more unbearable. She bent down slightly, touched the cock, aimed at her cunt, and thrust it fiercely.

"what......"

"Um......"

The emptiness was filled, Yuan Sewei and Cui Yihan couldn't help humming.