"If Love Is Like Desire, Wear It Quickly"

Lonely Lovers 13

　The car door was opened, and Gao Sen stood respectfully aside. Not far away was the door of the villa.

　Ji Nanling was about to get up, but suddenly he froze in place, as if he was petrified.

　I didn't notice it until I was sitting all this time, but now if I move a little bit, I can clearly feel that the liquid remaining in my body is flowing out.

　I just wiped the outside, not the inside...

　Feng Chuchuan had already gotten out of the car, and when he saw that she didn't follow him immediately, he turned around. He just saw her stiffly straightening her legs and biting her lip in extreme embarrassment. Understand what's going on.

　Feng Chuchuan held out his hand to Ji Nanling with a smile in his eyes.

　She knew she couldn't just sit there like this forever, so she had to slowly move over step by step and get out of the car. Even though she deliberately slowed down her movements, she could still clearly feel the mucus sliding down her thighs.

　Feng Chuchuan squeezed Ji Nanling's hand that was placed in his palm, bent down and whispered evilly in her ear.

　"Tighten it tight so it doesn't leak out."

　Ji Nanling didn't know that the journey from the door to the room could be so long, especially when Feng Chuchuan held her waist and talked to the servants on the way. She was always worried that she might behave too strangely, or that the ambiguous mucus had slowly flowed to her knees that were not covered by her skirt. Such suffering made her understand a little bit how the Little Mermaid felt when she walked on the tip of a knife.

　Finally, he returned to his room, but before Ji Nanling could relax, Feng Chuchuan kissed him on the back of the door.

　"It's bleeding all over her legs." He touched under her skirt, and as expected, he touched the inner side of her thighs, which were already wet, so smooth and erotic. Being touched by him like this, her whole body became even weaker.

　He wanted to continue to penetrate Ji Nanling with desire, but Feng Chuchuan suddenly remembered something, that is, the "toy" he had asked for had arrived.

　He unhurriedly let go of her sticky lips and naturally carried her to the bed. Then he reached out and pulled the third drawer of the bedside table, and a bunch of strange sex toys appeared in front of him.

　The corners of Ji Nanling's eyes twitched. There were so many types here.

　"Which one do you want to play today?" Although he asked, it was obvious that he was not prepared to listen to her answer. "How about this, tsk. Well...here's this."

　Feng Chuchuan still had a calm expression on his face. He rummaged through it with his well-jointed fingers, picked up a leather handcuff with a magnanimous movement, and shook his head dissatisfied. Drop it.

　It seemed that he finally settled on the thick and long dildo. It was well made, made of high quality material, soft and tough, and had a lifelike appearance. Even the veins coiling around the crimson cock were perfectly reproduced. come out.

　"Do it yourself." Feng Chuchuan put the dildo into Ji Nanling's hand, his eyes full of interest, and he sat down on the chair next to him, ready to watch her masturbate in front of him.

　Ji Nanling felt that the thing in her hand was nothing more than a hot potato. She took a few deep breaths and finally plucked up the courage. She slowly lifted up her skirt, took off her thong, spread her legs, and exposed her wet clothes. Snow-white skin with mottled liquid, and a delicate and plump female body.