[Quick Wear] The male lead is coming to the bowl

Chapter 44: Imperial Sister 13H

    "Your Highness will return to the palace tomorrow. How can I live without the princess?" Huo Zheng wished he could rub Jun Yan into his flesh and blood. His lower body rolled over the clitoris at the entrance of the vagina. The clitoris trembled and stood up. The thick and huge penis was pushed into the clitoris. The vagina opened and closed like a hungry little mouth, eager to be filled by the man. The semen at the entrance of the vagina was partially pushed into the vagina by the penis. Every time the man's penis pressed against the entrance of the vagina, it would gently rub against it, and roughly hit the clitoris that was ravaged and pitiful.

    "Tomorrow... I will return to the palace... You will not be able to bully me anymore... I... Ah... Huo Zheng... Hmm..." Jun Yan's desire was aroused by the man. She tried to lift her little butt several times to meet the man's thick penis, but it rubbed against her every time. Then she hit the clitoris heavily, and a large amount of honey juice gushed out of her lower body, soaking her legs into mud.

    Listening to Jun Yan's words that were not in line with his heart, Huo Zheng swung his hips and rubbed the erect clitoris several times. The vaginal walls squirmed and spit out flower juice again.

    "Well, I won't be in the mansion in a few days. No one will accompany Your Highness in the Duke's Mansion. It's better for Your Highness to return to the palace." Huo Zheng said this with a bit of depression in his words.

    Jun Yan barely propped himself up, and the misty water eyes finally showed a trace of clarity, "Where are you going..."

    "Recently, the Northern Di have been restless and frequently harassing our Great Chu border. I have asked Your Majesty to take the initiative and will go north soon." Huo Zheng was only nineteen years old, but he was able to take the position of marshal and lead millions of generals to fight against the Northern Di. He was highly regarded by the emperor.

    "You...you are going to the north?" Jun Yan woke up, her eyes slightly opened, and her words were full of loss.

    Huo Zheng touched her head and kissed her black hair, "When I return triumphantly, I will ask Your Majesty to grant you and me a marriage, okay?"

    Huo Zheng had already thought about it. When he returned from the expedition, he would not ask for anything, but only to ask His Majesty for a marriage decree based on his military merits.

    Jun Yan was stunned, her face flushed slightly, and she nodded shyly, "Okay."

    Seeing her shy appearance, Huo Zheng's heart was moved, and he hugged Jun Yan excitedly, kissing her face one after another. The two of them were in ambiguous postures. The originally simple kiss became more sticky and lingering in the charming atmosphere.

    "Huo Zheng... Huo Zheng..." Jun Yan put her hands on Huo Zheng's shoulders. Knowing that he would leave Beijing soon, she always felt a little empty in her heart and no longer resisted him.

    Huo Zheng picked up Jun Yan and let her sit on him. The two naked lower bodies pressed together, the swollen giant of the guntang rubbed against the soft and slippery mouth of the pussy, and the little mouth opened and closed to suck, with a fatal temptation.

    Huo Zheng gritted his teeth and endured it, the veins on his forehead protruded slightly, and he just rubbed up and down between Jun Yan's muddy legs. Although he wanted to insert it immediately and feel the tight and warm passage, he still held back. He didn't want to have her under such circumstances.

    His princess should be brought home in a sedan chair, and spend the wedding night together.

    "Huo Zheng, come in."

    When Huo Zheng was having a hard time holding back, Jun Yan's words made his mind on the verge of collapse.

    She wrapped her hands around Huo Zheng's neck, and tried to raise her body to cater to the man's length, but her lower body, which was wet with vaginal fluid, was too slippery and she couldn't hold it at all.

    "Do you know what you are saying?" Huo Zheng held her plump and round buttocks. Under the dim light, the man's eyes seemed to be on fire, forbearing and eager. Drops of sweat flowed from the man's forehead, slid to his sexy collarbone, and sank into his lapels.

    "Well..." Jun Yan held his shoulders, clumsily kissed Huo Zheng's thin lips, and immaturely stuck out her tongue, stirring it in the man's mouth.

    In the past, Huo Zheng took the initiative, and Jun Yan half-pushed and half-complied with him. Today, Jun Yan rarely took the initiative. Huo Zheng was so excited that his heart trembled, and he held the woman tightly.