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

Petite ex-wife x ascetic husband (11) [Slight H]

Liu Qinming patted her straight buttocks, the body fluid in her mouth was swallowed by Tang Yarou, some helplessly throwing the things on the ground on the ground, holding up her buttocks, and pressing towards the sofa.

Tang Yarou's legs wrapped around his waist, pressing without leaving a gap. She could already feel the hard as iron heat in the man's lower abdomen, and the movements of her mouth kept on playing and playing with the tongue.

He had obviously adapted to her enthusiasm, and during this time they had a crazier life than they were when they were newly married, whether it was her or him.

Liu Qinming's hand has penetrated under her clothes, and she touched the jade-like skin, and her fingers lingered on her back, constantly rubbing it.

"...Did you wear underwear?" The kiss continued until Tang Yarou had difficulty breathing. Liu Qinming moved his hand up, and the back was not blocked by something like before, so he asked.

Tang Yarou looked at him with a blushing face, and panted lightly: "I didn't wear it. I said that I don't have a suitable bra. I will wait for you to buy it back for me."

Liu Qinming shook his head, slid his hand to her chest, squeezed her soft flesh, his delicate and silky touch made him feel stagnant. He took a deep breath, retracted his hand, and looked at Tang Yarou with some warning: "Be good, don't seduce me anymore."

Whenever he looked at her with such an expression, Tang Yarou always wanted to break his expression, and wanted to see him indulging in her.

She watched Liu Qinming bring a bag from the door, and then took out four or five underwear from it.

Regardless of Liu Qinming's presence in front of him, he took off his clothes on his own, then picked up the underwear he bought and tried it on. The silky silk underwear tightly wrapped the two snow balls, exposing deep grooves.

Tang Yarou was about to ask Liu Qinming's opinion, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of something still in the bag. Her hand quickly lifted the bag, and then took out three hot underwear.

It can't be said to be underwear anymore, just a few pieces of fabric and ribbons form the appearance of underwear. There was also a small box in the bag. Tang Yarou looked at it curiously, then opened it and looked inside.

Tang Yarou blushed and looked at Liu Qinming shyly: "Why are you buying these?"

What's inside is obviously lubricating fluid!

With such bold underwear again, it's lubricating fluid again, this man figured it out at once? Want to have fun, or say...

"From the shopkeeper." Liu Qinming pointed to the lubricating fluid, "Said there can be new tricks."

Tang Yarou frowned lightly, and a thought quickly flashed in her mind: "Titty fuck?"

She said that without thinking through her head, Liu Qinming's body was a bit stiff, and she unexpectedly met Tang Yarou's eyes.

A smile flashed on Tang Yarou’s face, and then enthusiastically took Liu Qinming’s hand and touched her chest, her little butt sat on his lap unceremoniously, and smiled: "Try it, Qin Ming, try it. Right...try it..."

Liu Qinming lowered his head and kissed her earlobe, sighed lightly, "Okay."

The breath passed through the cochlea, causing Tang Yarou's body to tremble, and an itch spread from her ears to her chest.

Liu Qinming's warm hands were on her chest, rubbing. Tang Yarou suddenly remembered something and said in a daze, "Qin Ming, you haven't eaten yet."

He kept moving, and one hand directly untied her underwear, so that the two snowballs were no longer oppressed and exposed in front of his eyes: "Don't worry, eat you first."

He leaned down and pressed her down.

The hand spontaneously penetrated into her underwear, stroking her hole, and the two mussels were now tightly closed, like a guard guarding a mysterious treasure.

His hand was the key that opened the door, and he dipped it for a short while, and then heard Tang Yarou's soft groan: "Ah..."

It was just a blink of an eye, and the originally dry flower wall became wet. He was dissatisfied with just such a soft touch, short of breath, and one hand took off his pants.

She opened her mouth to wrap her lower lip, bit her teeth lightly, her voice became dumb: "Sit up."

He leaned his back on the sofa and let her sit on his lap. The vulva and the man's cavernous body were closely attached to each other, and they could feel each other's wetness through the underwear.

Tang Yarou pressed her chest against the man's chest, and squeezed her legs together a bit, so that the hardness stuck in the slightly sunken delicate part, she kept swinging her waist, and unbuttoned all the buttons of Liu Qinming's clothes until the two Zhus were exposed. fruit.

"I want it..."

Tang Yarou looked at Liu Qinming entangledly. She obviously wanted to give Liu Qinming the pair of milky whites on her chest once, but this body had been squeezed during this period of time. As long as he touched her, the nudity wanted Filled up by him.