Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

39. Lick his fox ears and get inserted (H)

Sticky, slippery, and some cold long things, like snakes that shed their skins, winding up to their legs. Chu Fan was startled and was about to fall back, but Ziwei pulled her out of the water and said with a smile, "Afraid?"

Only then did Chu Fan realize that it was his tail that was soaked in water, and glanced at him.

Her neck was red from scratching by herself, and the unhealed blood lines were particularly dazzling on her fair skin.

Ziwei hugged her on his lap, leaned over slightly, licked it a little bit, and tasted a bit of blood. Then he pressed his chin against her collarbone socket, circled the back of Chu Fan's head, and kissed her.

When the soft lips touched, Chu Fan was obviously still stunned, and he opened his mouth slightly, and his small tongue was just held in his mouth, and it was lightly sucked against the upper jaw.

Ziwei kissed for a while, and suddenly felt some cool tears on her face.

He paused and put his hand on her shoulder, "Don't you want to?"

Chu Fan didn't think there was anything at all. Since she went up the mountain, she accepted it silently and obediently, because this was what she should do, and she didn't feel sad or aggrieved.

Even today, she felt that she could persevere even after Jiang Feng's undisguised ridicule and blatant provocation. 

But at this time, Ziwei was gently hugging her, her voice was melodious, such a gentle "don't you want to?", she felt pan-acid in her heart.

She wanted to cry in the arms of the Taoist priest.

Chu Fan hooked Ziwei's neck and slowly put his face on his shoulder.

"Fan Niang..." Ziwei's voice was slightly hoarse, the faint scent of cedar dizzy on the tip of her nose, he circled Chu Fan's body, "Where else did he touch?"

If she just made a cut, she would not have been depressed and sad until now.

She didn't speak, and silently stuck in Ziwei's arms. The two hugged each other and listened to the sound of waves and whales that belonged to the South China Sea for a long time.

After that, it was Chu Fan who moved first.

Chu Fan's eyelashes were slightly wet, and he lightly bit his shoulders. He stretched out his tongue to lick it, and gnawed a little red mark. Then he slowly moved his palm to his chest.

Muyi fell on half of his waist, the tender breast meat was held by him, the pulp of his fingers touched the tip of the nipple, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the two fingers were sandwiched and rubbed, rubbing it until it was tender red and slightly firm.

"Did he touch here?" He unconsciously kneaded harder, and the nipples were twisted up and made a point.

Chu Fan shrank in the crevice of his neck, nodded, tears wet his shirt.

Zi rubbed her breasts slightly, tapped them on the bead, then slipped her big hand down her waist, pushed her away a little, and leaned over to kiss her eyelashes.

"Where else did he touch, tell me." His voice was deep.

The tip of Chu Fan's nose was flushed red, his eyes were sour, he shook his head, and then turned his face to the side.

"Fan Niang..." Ziwei lowered her head to lick her nipples, which were small and tender, and slipped away from her mouth several times, but the breasts were bulging and swaying slightly between her nose bones.