After entering the book, the Prime Minister's legs softened

Chapter 22

Ji Sang was too embarrassed to open her eyes to look at him, and only a thin "oh" came out of her throat.

　　This sound was undoubtedly the best medicine, which made Wen Jian's sex drive surge. She unconsciously accelerated the speed of her waist thrusting back and forth, grinding her swollen and congested clitoris back and forth. The clitoris was fragile and sensitive, and she couldn't stand the itch when it was touched. The pleasure that rushed straight to her scalp was like a wave, pouring down her head. She was so comfortable that all the pores on her body were about to open, and her mood changed unconsciously.

　　The itch was unbearable...

　　oooo...

　　Wen Jian was very patient this time, with sweat on his forehead, sliding along the firm jawline to the protruding Adam's apple, which slid up and down unconsciously, grinding her to orgasm twice, and then he put her legs on his shoulders, and pressed his body down, and Ji Sang was almost pressed into a V shape, with her bottom in a completely open state.

　　Wen Jian held the penis, aimed his penis at the small red opening, and pressed his hips down suddenly...

　　Who said it wouldn't hurt the second time?

　　The content is not yet finished, read on the next page. When Wen Jian was fully inserted, Ji Sang was shaking like a sieve. After three times of ga0cHa0, his face was red and hot, and the tears in the corners of his eyes never stopped. He cried and shouted: "Liar!"

　　It was unknown whether he was calling Wen Jian a liar or calling his best friend a liar...

　　Wen Jian didn't move after entering. His whole body was as tight as a stone, and it was obvious that he had restrained himself to the extreme. She was soft inside, and it made his waist numb, and he almost died again.

　　He lowered his head and kissed her tears, her lips, and her nipples, trying his best to take care of her sensitive points, waiting for her to adapt. Finally, her crying gradually weakened, and a cry like a sob came out of her throat...

　　He panted in his throat, and his hips moved back and forth from slow to fast. His thing was thick, almost hitting the entrance every time, and he thrust it hard for more than ten times, and the little nipples were pounded to the point of oozing juice, which slid down her thighs...

　　and splashed the sheets.

　　He straightened his body and fiddled with her nipples. The swollen nipples were stimulated, causing the passage to contract violently, squeezing Wen Jian and dripping.

　　Ji Sang was so overwhelmed by the intense pleasure that she felt dizzy. It took a long time for her throat to make a quick low gasp. Her delicate body was covered with a layer of sweat, and her face was wet with sweat beads... Wen

　　Jian waited until she finished, pulled out his penis, looked at her deeply, lowered his body and kissed her again, sliding down along the corner of her lips until he bit her breasts. His rough fingers once again reached between her legs and fiddled with her gently. Ji Sang, who had just had sex, couldn't stand it at all. Her moans became louder. The overwhelming pleasure made her cry like a discarded little animal.

　　"Wuwu...ah...Wen Jian, don't..."

　　The content is not finished yet, continue reading on the next page. Wen Jian ignored her cries, and touched the wet and rotten flower vagina with his fingertips, and inserted half of his finger.

　　She was tight and hot inside.

　　As soon as his finger entered, the nEnGr0U inside was engulfed and squeezed his foreign object desperately.

　　Wen Jian panted like a cow, his voice hoarse and angry: "Sang'er,