forced to be loved (nph)

Blowjob, masturbating in front of a man in your sleep

Cheng Simian sat in his study.
- A study without too many books.
He was sitting on a sturdy seat, holding an old gun made 30 years ago, at the end of the reign of Empress Aurora, and slowly wiping it.
There is a kind of love and pity in his eyes that is hard to be seen, which can make any woman who admires him go crazy.
Unfortunately, this is not for people, but for some inanimate object.
He wiped the dusty and stinky long gun that he had just obtained clean, but he couldn't and didn't plan to remove the rough rust. The ancient objects with a sense of age made his slightly calloused fingers feel prickly. If Cheng Simian was a wealthy teenager who didn't know his worries, he would have been scratched and ripped out by the items left over from the old blood.
Fortunately he is not.
Cheng Simian held this old, rusty, nameless, old gun that had never been in the hands of any famous person.
He also wanted to go to sleep, to embrace and swim with the darkness.
Cheng Simian tried, but couldn't...
He knew that he needed the assistance of foreign objects, so he stood up and put the gun away, wanting to immerse himself in the familiar atmosphere. ℗ο一8χ.Ⅵρ(po18x.vip)
He saw the woman again.
Is it... Shen Yan?
This name has been entangled in Cheng Simian's heart like a vine in the troubles she has brought recently.
Cheng Simian thought about the name, and a faint jealousy that should not have appeared in him welled up in his heart. He walked in front of her, she still slept soundly, her face was puffy, and her eyelashes were very long and dense, like It is two small black fans, which outline the myriad emotions when I open my eyes, but the face that tends to be gorgeous now looks clean and pure.
While the chest was weakly rising and falling, Cheng Simian put his hand between her nostrils and could feel the breath of her breathing.
She slept so sweetly.
Cheng Simian picked her up. It was very easy. As long as she removed the childish dolphin that her arms were holding tightly, her soft body would hug him tightly as if she had found a doll again.
Cheng Simian felt uncomfortable after a long absence from this too close physical contact. The frequency of his heart beat was also very different from usual, and his lower body genitals became hard in an instant.
He is no longer an ignorant teenager, so he is very clear about his current situation.
His body wanted her as hard as seeing a woman's red lips in the barrel of a gun.
Cheng Simian put her on the bed, her black hair flowed down like a tide, and the woman's sleeping face was innocent like that of a young child who didn't know how to worry, yet she didn't feel the fact that she was about to come.
He was wondering whether to wake her up.
Later, when the man's indifferent kiss fell on his bulging belly, he felt it was unnecessary, and he just followed the trend.
By mood, by feeling, and by God's will.
He felt the calmness in the warm breath that made the body relax, only the healthy and strong body of men could not feel tired easily.
Cheng Simian wanted to be tired and tired, to feel like he could sink into the darkness forever.
As if struggling to wash off the bloodstains on his face that could never fade away, that thing soaked the pupils and became a Zhuozhuo jasper in the blood bowl.
Beautiful so terrifying.
People don't even dare to look at it, for fear of being dragged into a dark hell -
his kisses are also slow, dripping like rain, and the woman he kisses has pure and fresh skin as if he wanted to Like the blooming stamens, it shyly flows out of beautiful tender powder.
Shen Yan said "um", but she was overjoyed and sad today, and she was really tired. At this time, she tried so hard to open her eyes to see who was causing her itchiness, but she couldn't stand the exhaustion. sense.
She is always sleepy here, and goes to meet Mr. Sleeping God early every night.
Intimate is like going to a meeting with a lover you haven't seen in a long time.
The petals of the woman's lower body were broken open by the man's dexterous fingers, revealing a beautiful pink under the dim light, as tender as a piece of pink caramel that has never been bitten, and sweetly flowing with some moving juice.
Cheng Simian sucked in big mouthfuls, as if to take the source of life from her.
Shen Yan's two separated legs moved, she couldn't stand the itch, her sensitive body began to clamor for love, eager to be inserted and manipulated -
but she still had some consciousness, I also remembered what Cheng Simian said, so I lazily stretched out a hand, intending to take care of myself once.
At this time, she only thought that her body that had not been violated for many days was thinking about love again, and she didn't take it seriously...
The body that is already too familiar with sex will inevitably feel a little thirsty, but as long as Shen Yan is in front of others She is still bright and beautiful and admired by all, and it is not that she cannot bear such pain.
The delicate fingers are dexterous and beautiful, hurried down, Cheng Simian stepped aside in curiosity, and soon let the woman find her hard clitoris and soft pussy, which she clumsily fiddled with. Holding her soft clitoris, her slender fingers rubbed and rubbed, drawing out more sweet juice, she sighed comfortably, but it was not enough, she still wanted more, the woman frowned slightly, her slender fingers struggled. Yearning to send it to my own hole -
I don't know that this beauty's self-deprecating obscene posture is all in the eyes of another person.
Cheng Simian showed a rare smile, and his fingers easily pinched the woman's weak and boneless wrist. ...
He kissed this pure white hand as if it had never been covered in lust, and the other hand was easily controlled by the man, Cheng Simian put them aside and kissed Her chin, and her face that was still hazy sleepy, the woman's eyelashes moved uneasily because of this, but she couldn't open it, couldn't open it...
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