Rough Farmer's College Student Wife (1V1 H)

Chapter 6-10

Chapter 6: Can You Use Your Hands?

Lin Qingqing's whole body froze, and the man's aggressive aura swept over her body, causing all the pores of her body to explode.

Zhao Zheng wrapped his tongue around her earlobe and bit it lightly with his teeth.

Her breathing was stagnant, and a strange tingling sensation spread all over her body.

"Don't..." Lin Qingqing shrank, stretched out her hand and pushed him away: "I'm here for a good job, I can't... I can't do that."

"Good thing?" Zhao Zheng obviously didn't understand.

"It's just that women come once a month, menstruate, and can't have intercourse."

In the darkness, she could feel the air around him drop to freezing point, making this autumn even colder.

She shrank back and covered herself tightly with the quilt.

Zhao Zheng really didn't expect it. He was stunned for a long time before turning over and lying down on his own half of the bed.

Lin Qingqing didn't expect in advance that she happened to be menstruating when she got married, but because of this menstruation, she was no longer so afraid of facing Zhao Zheng, no matter what, he wouldn't rape her during her menstrual period, right?

Lin Qingqing was right, Zhao Zheng was not such a beast, even if he wanted to get Lin Qingqing, he was not so impatient.

However, on their wedding night, they were full of expectations, and they were ready to have a tumultuous relationship with her, but she took a cold shower in their head.

But no matter how cold the cold water was, it still didn't drench the hotness in his crotch. The unused cock was as hot and straight as cast iron.

The burning sensation made his whole body stiff, and he didn't want to sleep at all.

No one can fall asleep with a beautiful bride lying beside her.

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and held her palm accurately in the dark, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "Use your hands, can you?"

Lin Qingqing's body froze, and she didn't know how to answer. Theoretically, they were already husband and wife, and it was inevitable to do that kind of thing. She didn't think about not doing it, but at least give her some time.

But if she doesn't agree to anything, it will look like she's cheating on the marriage, besides... Zhao Zheng's body shape, if she wants to be tough, she probably won't be able to resist.

She replied with some embarrassment: "I... won't."

"I'll teach you." He was not stingy in this respect, after all, he was the one who was comfortable in the end.

He only heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other in the dark night, and then his big palm took her hand and pressed it between his legs.

Lin Qingqing had never seen a man's place, let alone touched it with her hands. It was the first time she knew that a man's place was so thick and hot that her palms were so hot that she wanted to shake it off.

Zhao Zheng took her hand and gripped his cock, which was so thick that she couldn't hold it with one hand. She could even feel the swollen veins and blood vessels on his cock.

The tender palm is attached to the hot cock, feeling the cock throbbing with excitement.

Lin Qingqing swallowed involuntarily, her heart beating like a drum.

The moment her palm was on his hot face, Zhao Zheng let out a low sigh in his throat, a sound like relief.

Her hand was so soft, even softer than when she held it with her hands. Her hands were so small and thin that she couldn't hold his big cock with one hand. She was so small and delicate.

Zhao Zheng grasped the back of her hand with his big hands, and slowly closed his fingers, allowing her to hold his cock with his palm, and slide her hand up and down.

The tender little hand held his swollen cock and slid it. The taste...was even more satisfying than he had imagined when he was dreaming.

At the beginning, he took her hand to shake it, and slowly, he let go of her hand, Lin Qingqing could only hold his dick by herself, rubbing it up and down.

Chapter 7: Don't lick, it's so itchy

Lin Qingqing didn't understand, so she could only continue rubbing like this.

Tender little hands wrapped around his cock.

"Hold on tighter." Zhao Zheng closed his eyes tightly, breathing quickly and unsteadily.

Her little hands are tender, but she doesn't know how to make him feel good, she just holds them empty.

Hearing Zhao Zheng tell her to tighten it up, she tightened it up, but his part was too big, no matter how tightly she held it, she couldn't hold it with one hand, so she had to turn sideways, hold his cock tightly with both hands, and start Move up and down...

Zhao Zheng sighed in a low voice, which seemed to be joyful, but also like forbearance...

"Hurry up!" Zhao Zheng grabbed her wrist with his palm and helped her slide up and down, and Lin Qingqing followed suit.

I just felt that the stick in the palm of my hand was thicker than before, and the blood in the veins was surging.

At Zhao Zheng's young age, it's not that he hasn't masturbated himself before, but he has never been so restless.

The cock beneath him felt like it was going to explode, and the warmth of pleasure in her palm made him just want to push her, lift her legs up and fuck her cunt.

Lin Qingqing was overwhelmed by the swollen dick, she wanted to let go, but the next moment, Zhao Zheng turned over, lifted her quilt, and pressed on her body.

"Ah!" Lin Qingqing yelled in shock, Zhao Zheng grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his erect crotch again.

The voice was hoarse as if it was tearing: "Don't stop, continue..." As he spoke, he untied the shirt on her body and touched her chest.

"I, I can't..." Lin Qingqing was a little scared.

"I know." Zhao Zheng opened her bra with his hand and touched her round breasts. Her breasts are not particularly big, but they are in good shape, like steamed buns, round and soft.

His big palms were just enough to cover him, he kneaded the soft breasts, and the restlessness in the bottom of his heart eased.

It was the first time for Lin Qingqing to be rubbed like this, and her body was indescribably hot. His strength was not too heavy, and every time she rubbed her, she felt the urge to snort.

What's wrong with her?

Zhao Zheng unbuttoned all her shirts and pushed up her bra. He suddenly felt very thirsty and his throat was dry.

In the dark, I couldn't see what her tits looked like, but the image of her lying under her panting and panting had already emerged in my mind.

That scene was more effective than aphrodisiacs, and he suddenly felt his body hot and dry.

He lowered his head, took one of the nipples in his mouth, and began to eat.

"Ah... don't..." Lin Qingqing was a little dazed as the progress was too fast.

Zhao Zheng spat out her nipple, but still rubbed it with the other hand: "Don't stop... Hurry up and masturbate and it will end soon."

Lin Qingqing cooperated with him. With the palm of his hand attached to his cock, he moved it up and down quickly.

He sucked on her delicate breast again, rubbing her other tit lightly with his palm.

"Hmm..." Lin Qingqing bit her lip, her hands were a little sore, her breasts were swollen from his rubbing, when will it end?

Hearing her moan, Zhao Zheng's muscles stiffened. He leaned close to her ear, scratched her ear with his tongue, and blew hot air on her: "I like to hear you yelling, please make it louder." Voice."

"I won't... ah..." Lin Qingqing yelled out before she could finish her sentence, because Zhao Zheng rubbed her tits forcefully.

Rubbing her was painful and itchy.

"I like your tits, they are so soft, they are softer than steamed buns and more delicious..." Zhao Zheng said flirtatious words to her, then lowered his head to find her tits, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and kept teasing her looking at her tits.

"Aha...don't lick...it's so itchy." Lin Qingqing couldn't stand the bone-piercing itch, and a strange numbness swept over her body, as if water had sprung from her body...