Wedding play (2)
Tangli's body hadn't been fed by a man for dozens of days, so her reaction was indeed quite rusty.
His kisses, his scrapings, top and bottom together, made her pant slightly and her legs were soft in a short while.
Not to mention his nasty complaints.
"You seem...have never communicated with me what you're thinking..." She hinted in a low voice.
"Communication?" He then ran over her clitoris with his fingertips, and inserted two vicious thrusts into the hole, "is this not communion?"
Coitus, juicy flow.
They communicate like this all the time.
"No." Tang Li's earlobe was red and bleeding from embarrassment, "You clearly know that I didn't mean this..."
In the past, her communication with him has always been one-way, and his language style is very cold and concise.
No matter how difficult the official business was, he just frowned, and he rarely heard him express his feelings.
The man gave a low "hmm", and he was perfunctory to her upper mouth, but he was not at all perfunctory to her lower mouth.
The torn white panties were hanging on the buttocks, and the cloth stained with lewd water was visibly darkened.
Her lower body was barely covered by the hem of the skirt, and the tender acupoints on the center of her legs were completely exposed to the air. There was some water in the crevices, which were half wet but not wet. When the wind blew, it felt cold and itchy.
The white gauze was delicate and precious, but it was crumpled a lot at the moment, and it was piled up around her waist, making her look like a glass doll.
She should dress up like this, maybe she didn't expect to see him on weekdays, she was dressed plain and low-key, her wardrobe was almost black and gray throughout the winter, and the styles were only cardigan and fleece skirts.
Qin You has never paid attention to other women's clothes, and intuitively knows that something is wrong with her.
She seems to have always been special, not thinking about how to dress herself up, but thinking about how to fight against him every day.
But no matter how hostile it is, the body's reaction will not change.
Water gushed out of the small pussy, and it was almost wet. He pushed the two labia lips apart, and pushed his cock into it.
"Ah-ha..."
She hummed coquettishly, the ending sound shook violently, and her tender body shook even more violently.
He supported his "murder weapon", and her waist was suddenly empty and slender.
She was standing in the fitting room wearing high heels again, her center of gravity was unstable, and she was about to fall limply to the wall.
"Qiuqiu, it can't be all my work."
Qin You deliberately didn't help her, and bit her earlobe to force her to stand still.
When she was recovering from illness, the kitchen served her a daily meal of nourishing soup according to his instructions. She had some strength.
It's just that I don't want to cooperate with him.
Tang Li leaned against the wall weakly, sobbing a few times to express her protest against him.
It's useless to protest, as long as she doesn't get up a minute later, the posture with her slumped waist is more suitable for him to push in.
He remembered that her shoulder injury was about to heal, and the force of the penetration was merciless at all. The fierce cock stabbed her almost to the wall, one after another.
The slender and beautiful back was open, because it was thin and tender, there was a shallow groove in the middle, where his hot desire flowed, and her desire was rejected and greeted, trembling and sweating.
Like palm leaf petals on clear water waves, surrounded by white gauze.
"Just wear this suit for the wedding." He liked it and proposed domineeringly.
"Ugh...you're being unreasonable..."
She hadn't worn the white gauze completely once, but he stamped her lewd mark on her, protesting coquettishly and angrily.
He didn't answer, and responded to her resistance with a more intense fucking sound.
The crimson cock went in and out, and the small tender hole was also smashed into a bright red pink color. Usually, it seemed that there was no such plump red, such an erotic pink color. Against the white gauze, it looked even more depraved and muddy.
Strange places, strange clothes, all these seemed to make Tangli more sensitive, she kept whimpering, and white light exploded in her mind one after another.
He didn't take off the whole wedding dress for her, exposing her injured shoulder.
The scar is also faintly red and fragile. She loves beauty and never shows it to him, but he doesn't care and keeps stroking it.
Even the delicate tattoo on the cleavage is taken care of.
Tattoos are, in essence, wounds.
She prefers herself who is full of scars, and all the injuries are more or less related to him.
A small piece of glass seems to grow up like this.
As for the blood from the glass cut, it's all his.
At least, don't break her heart.
This is Qin You's bottom line.
Every time he manipulates her, he is sincere. He treats her with a clear conscience and has heard all her secrets.
"Tangli," the man called her real name during the intense manipulation, held her hand and pressed it on his left chest, "Listen."
In the heartbeat, there is you.
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On how many ways old men avoid "I love you"
Lord Military Seat; it's too nasty!
(I really have to say it quickly, or my wife will run away again)
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