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

Republic of China Prostitute x Chaebol's Second Young Master (6) [H]

The dry flower path was not lubricated by any liquid, and Liu Zi frowned when he rubbed it in.

Wu Weilun's hand strongly press her body, and she couldn't get rid of it even aftet a hard struggle. She could only accept this kind of sex with this kind of aggrieved posture.

She knelt and crawled on the sofa, her cheongsam stuck at her waist, and the fullness of her chest was pushed into the air by her clothes.

Wu Weilun squeezed one of them and kneaded it vigorously. Two pink fruits hardened on the soft round circle, revealed from between his fingers, becoming more and more desperate.

The light outside the window shined through the transparent glass inside the room, and Liu Zi's hair fixed with hairspray was halfway apart during the toss.

The man confined her waist, hitting her from behind one time after another. Liu Zi could still endure a groan at first, but this body was already sensitive, and within a short period of time, it became wet.

The honest cooperation of the body makes the twitching smooth. The small acupoints contracted from time to time, and the pleasure doubled, making Wu Weilun's scalp numb.

Suddenly, he drew out his huge cock, picked up Liu Zi to the waist-high table, turned her body, raised her legs with both hands, carried her on his arms, and put her hips half-hanging on the table. At the same time, aiming at the wet hole and inserting it again.

Liu Zi was completely suppressed by him, lost control, lowered her head, and could still see a hideous giant coming out from her small hole.

The slapping sound mixed with the slushing water was loud and lewd. Wu Weilun gasped heavily, stabbing the deepest young shoots with every stroke, and the fleshy wall was softly wrapping him, making him never want to come out.

Liu Zi supported herself on the table with both hands, the moan in her mouth couldn't be blocked, and she let out a loud voice from her mouth: "No...not... anymore... um... woo..."

She tried to bring her legs together and let the man back out. But as long as she moved, the man's speed was even more violent, and each stroke seemed to be stabbed into her womb. Her body was shaking like falling leaves in the wind, and it was so pitiful that people wanted to cherish her.

Wu Weilun was watching, but he wanted her to beg for mercy, this kind of begging is not enough, but also, the emotion of asking her is entirely because of him. He didn't want her to pretend, but to completely surrender from the heart to the outside.

Liu Zi was panting, her misty eyes looked at Wu Weilun. The flames of lust on his face made the always handsome face a bit hideous and fierce, as if he had to work to death to be satisfied. There is also that strong and powerful body, powerful waist, now plunged into lust, dangerous and charming.

The huge cock rubbed against the flower path, and the tingling and sour pleasure made people sink. At this time, she was immersed in the desire of the body, and yelled.

The layered inner wall was pushed back again and again by the meat stick, and the flower liquid was secreted unconsciously, dripping wet, making the intersection of the two people smooth and greasy.

The sensitive spots in the body were rubbed by the meat stick for a long time, and Liu Zi couldn't help it anymore. The feeling in the flower hole was strong, and she shrank suddenly, folded up, and let it out.

"Yeah..." She tensed her body, her legs were tight, she raised her head and groaned a long while pulling the tablecloth in her hands.

The convulsive orgasm also made Wu Weilun feel the suffocating pleasure. He had been holding back for several days, without any reason for wronging himself, and held Liu Zi's body tightly. Following her frequency, Wu Weilun shot warm white muddy liquid.

The quiet air was just a moment's effort. Liu Zi thought Wu Weilun was over, and gently pushed his body.

Unexpectedly, Wu Weilun hugged her and suddenly came to the window, pressed her against the cold glass, and her body got covered with goose bumps instantly after the orgasm. She raised her head and pressed her chest tightly to the window, revealing the two red points.

"Second Young Master, what are you doing?" Liu Zi was still panting slightly, her hand stuck on the glass and asked.

Wu Weilun said lightly: "I want to try this posture, I think you are so beautiful." He himself felt that he was a little abnormal, which was completely different from the education he had received since childhood and his usual style.

"Why can't you be soft?" He touched her straight buttocks, restored his previous demeanor, and patted gently twice.

Liu Zi frowned, not knowing that Wu Weilun's sutra was wrong. Not knowing how to answer, the little cunt that had been empty for a while was pushed in by a familiar hard object.

There's still women's lewd fluids and men's semen in the passage. It goes in very smoothly and easily penetrates into the depths.

Wu Weilun grabbed her waist, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Give me something soft, and it's over today."

Such a posture is really uncomfortable. Liu Zi frowned tightly, unwilling to follow Wu Weilun. The house was only a short distance away from the street, and her body was touching the glass like this. She didn't want people passing by to look at her.

Here nerves were tight, and although she was unwilling to do so, her mouth was still soft: "How do you want me to be soft?"

She didn't even know what she had done that made Wu Weilun feel hardened, because of her cold temper? She seldom gave him a smile today, but he didn't like it?

The mind of a man is harder to guess at this time than that of a woman.

"Say that you want me to fuck you fiercely..." Wu Weilun has never asked anyone to say those lewd talks, and now he desperately wants to listen to such words from her little mouth.

Those lustful words that came out of her mouth were the best aphrodisiac.