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

Petite ex-wife x ascetic husband (12) [Slight H]

The eyes were still glimmering, Liu Qinming couldn't help but smile when he looked at the corner of his mouth, and gently rolled her lips: "Come back soon..."

After letting her get an orgasm first, and then playing new tricks, both of them can be satisfied.

With Liu Qinming's promise, Tang Yarou also relaxed, not worrying about what to do first and then what to do. She took off Liu Qinming's black boxer briefs, pouting her little butt, and took off her white lace panties between her legs.

She glanced at the meat stick that had become ferocious, smiled on her face as if stealing fish, pointed at the meat stick, and sat down generously.

The moistness of the small holes clung to the meat stick, and the tender bi was constantly squirming, and the desire to twitch quickly occupied Liu Qinming's reason. He didn't stop now, pinching Tang Yarou's two white and thin legs, folded them into an M shape, and wrapped them around the legs to confine her waist.

"Um...ah...husband" Tang Yarou lost her center of gravity by this action, she kept leaning back, but she was supported by his waist, as if she was about to fall, but not as if she would fall.

"Look at your little hole." Liu Qinming narrowed his eyes and said softly.

Tang Yarou was trembling and looked down. The scarlet and angry meat stick kept pounding into the pink tender meat, coming in and out, and bringing out the slippery nectar.

This scene was too lascivious for Tang Yarou, her little cunt shrank a little and sucked tighter. Liu Qinming's sensational movements were faster, reaching the deepest point every time, making Tang Yarou weakly yelling: "Ah-too...too fast...nothing..."

Tang Yarou's calves were stretched straight, her long hair was constantly sweeping her back, her lower body was closely attached to the man. There were still tears on her little face, and the yelling was a little changed. The huge pleasure made her tremble and let her body out.

"Ah..." As soon as Tang Yarou vented her nectar, Liu Qinming drew her cock out, which was still covered with crystal clear liquid, which made the ghost head red.

Liu Qinming put Tang Yarou on her lap, lowered her head, and lightly pecked her milky breast. "Didn't you say you want to try it?"

Tang Yarou's limbs were weak. Hearing him say this, she cheered up inexplicably, her limbs also had strength, and she pushed Liu Qinming to lie down.

The sofa is not big enough, and both Liu Qinming and Tang Yarou have discovered this problem.

The two immediately moved the battlefield and returned to the bedroom. Tang Yarou walked behind and quietly took the lubricating fluid in her hand, blushing her face, and followed Liu Qinming.

When he arrived on the bed, Liu Qinming was pushed onto the bed again by Tang Yarou.

Tang Yarou squeezed some lubricating fluid on his huge meat stick first, and after feeling that the meat stick had slipped so that she could move around at will, she knelt to the side and raised her two soft breasts.

Although Liu Qinming was lying down, he could still see what was going on. He saw her squeezing the two snow balls together, and then slowly approached his cock.