32. mr fu is angry again 2

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Chuan kept silent and held his breath until now.
    He intentionally teased Lin Chuxia, "I'm just your boyfriend, not your husband."
    In normal times, Lin Chuxia would definitely be able to hear the slight dissatisfaction in Fu Hanchuan's words, but right now she is too busy to take care of herself and has to endure the vibration in her pussy Tiaodan, who still has to take care of the colleagues around him, has little attention to Fu Hanchuan.
    She begged for mercy softly and habitually, "Husband, please, turn that off, can you turn it off?" "Is it uncomfortable?
    " Fu Hanchuan saw that her neck was turning red, and his anger was swept away. Just the excitement of a prank.
    "Hmm, uncomfortable..."
    Lin Chuxia didn't think much, and Fu Hanchuan's words expressed her true feelings. Of course, this discomfort is not because she is really uncomfortable, but because the current situation is not suitable.
    However, before she finished speaking, she bit her lower lip tightly, holding back the moan that rushed to her lips, her bright eyes trembling in panic.
    All this is because the vibration frequency of the vibrating egg suddenly became stronger and stronger.
    The constant buzzing made her pussy numb.
    I can't tell whether it's the remaining lubricant or her cum, the pussy is wet.
    Because she was sitting and wearing pants, she didn't have to worry about the vibrating egg slipping out, but the little thing actually went deep, Lin Chuxia couldn't sit still at all, even her buttocks trembled from the shock.
    She held Fu Hanchuan tightly with one hand, and put the other in his pocket, and he knew it was all because of him.
    Fortunately, Lin Chuxia's reaction was still quick, associating Fu Hanchuan's teasing with what he said just now, he immediately understood the reason.
    Panting lightly, she changed her words, "It's...comfortable, my husband makes me the most comfortable."
    He asked again, "Is it good?"
    "It's good."
    "Where is it good?"
    "Down... it's cool in my pussy."
    Lin Chuxia replied in a very low voice, almost touching Fu Hanchuan's ear, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry.
    Only then was Fu Hanchuan satisfied, moved his fingers, turned the frequency of the vibrating egg back to resist, and enjoyed Lin Chuxia's Wu Nong's soft words.
    Lin Chuxia could still hold back the slight shock, but the little thing was still moving, and she was still terrified in her heart.
    She stroked Fu Hanchuan's palm, and said coquettishly, "Honey, please, stop."    
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    This jumping egg was chosen by Fu Hanchuan himself.
    He not only studied the manual, but also compared the material, size, comfort, and vibration data of the same type. This one has the best feedback, and even a virgin will feel comfortable.
    Especially the lowest gear, low-frequency, quiet, soft, with negligible strength, if it is not for psychological effects, the sound of vibration will not be heard at all.
    With the ability of Lin Chuxia's body to accept, even his thick cock can be eaten, and when he is fucked hard, it's just a small vibrating egg, which is nothing at all.
    She can take it.
    Fu Hanchuan already had his calculations and plans, but hearing Lin Chuxia's delicate and soft voice, sticky, like a glutinous rice dumpling,
    he couldn't help but soften his heart.
    Fu Hanchuan is obviously a decisive person, and he has always said that he is the same, but because of Lin Chuxia's begging, he retreats again and again.
    The ferocious big tiger was eaten to death by a little white rabbit.
    He sighed helplessly in his heart, his face remained motionless, and he said to Lin Chuxia, "I will only let you off once today, and you want to use it now?"
    Lin Chuxia's mind was buzzing like a small acupoint, and she couldn't understand the other meanings of Fu Hanchuan's words at all. She just felt that he had finally let go, and hurriedly nodded in agreement.
    Fu Hanchuan kept his word, and he turned off Tiaodan as expected.
    After the vibration disappeared, Lin Chuxia still didn't sit down immediately. She always felt that the small hole was still shaking, and the inner wall was wet and numb, and she lowered her head and gasped for breath.
    Fu Hanchuan looked at her trembling appearance, his eyes were full of smiles, and he stretched out his hand to push her down on the seat.
    Lin Chuxia finally relaxed, but the colleagues in the front row suddenly turned their heads at this moment.
    She was taken aback, but Fu Hanchuan's movements were faster than hers.

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