QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

Female CEO x Little Milk Dog (18) [h]

Fan Zi couldn't tell whether it was the little milk dog or the little wolf dog having sex with her this time.

Gentle yet domineering, shy yet bold.

In fact, they were originally the same person.

The hot and swollen cock was thrusting back and forth between her buttocks. He quickly moved his waist and kneaded her buttocks from behind, causing the body to hit back and forth under him.

The honey below flowed out uncontrollably, turning into white foam when pounded.

Fan Zi felt a hand caressing the chrysanthemum petals back and forth, and even her body was always on guard in this sea of ​​lust, for fear that his finger would accidentally poke it in.

Han Lichuan seemed to be playing with her, caressing her gently and slowly, with great interest.

The honey hole was contracting and tightening like this, tightly hugging the hard meat stick. The tender meat was scrambling to resist the invasion of the meat stick, trying to push the thing out.

Han Lichuan took a deep breath, squeezed the buttocks with both hands, and the veins on his arms protruded, trying to stay rational and do what he had planned before.

The flesh of the buttocks was slightly painful from being pinched, but it also gave it a strange feeling. Fan Zi's slender arms were propped up on the bed, her waist was lowered, and her thighs were stacked on top of each other, pouting high on the bed.

She could feel the cock poking back and forth like hard iron, and her body was numb and soft. She was at a loss and could only let Han Lichuan control her.

"Promise me something." Han Lichuan had sweat on his forehead and his voice was breathy.

His shallow thrusts made people feel comfortable but somewhat unhappy.

Fan Zi let out a sigh and turned her body over, looking directly at him face to face.

Through his eyes, she could see her lustful appearance, her fair skin covered with red hickeys, and his sticky fluid.

She took the initiative to laugh, hooked her hands around his neck, and let his body press against hers. Then she wrapped her legs around his waist without ceremony and said in a muffled voice: "What's going on? Huh?"

She kissed his cheek, lingered next to his ear, and used her warm and dexterous tongue to trace the outline of his ear. Then she deliberately tightened her vagina, feeling the slight beating of his cock after being squeezed.

Suppressing the desire to fuck the woman in front of him to death, Han Lichuan used his arms to strangle her tightly, his eyes a little red: "Just let me accompany you in the past few years, okay? Don't find anyone else. "

Fan Zi's smile grew wider, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons, and her fingers slowly stroked his back: "Do you like me?"

"I like it." He was a little nervous.

His enthusiasm made her laugh a little. Since he said so, Fan Zi would not interrupt this rare atmosphere: "Then shouldn't you love me fiercely now? Let me beg for mercy, and I will promise you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fan Zi felt him twitch violently. Almost in the blink of an eye, the cock was pulled out and inserted unstoppably.

"ah......"