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

Chapter 23

Be good... Your husband will help you do it properly, otherwise it will hurt again when I come in later."

　　Ji Sang finally came back to his senses from the afterglow of sex, and the speed of his fingers suddenly increased, making her feel so full of pleasure that it surged from the depths of her soul...

　　"Ahhh..."

　　Her body became so strange. She was obviously resisting just now, but now she wanted more as the man's movements became more and more violent.

　　The moaning in her throat sounded more and more embarrassing in her ears...

　　She covered her mouth with her hands but couldn't.

　　"Umm...ah...Wen Jian...wuwuwu...no more...Wen Jian...ah..."

　　To be continued on the next page Ji Sang started crying. She didn't know where his fingers had moved. Her body suddenly trembled and she cried, "Wen Jian, don't do that..."

　　"Here? "

　　Wen Jian's dark eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something new. One finger was not enough, so he added another one and poked hard at the spot where Ji Sang had just cried.

　　Ji Sang couldn't bear it and screamed loudly. After a while, her lower abdomen thrust forward and a stream of liquid spurted out from inside. Wen Jian quickly pulled out his fingers, held the penis that had swelled up again and tried to poke it back and forth twice at her vagina. He took a deep breath, aimed at the trembling vagina, suddenly broke it open, and slowly sent it in again...

　　He just entered a little, and his scalp was numbed by the tightness inside.

　　"Sangsang... don't bite so tightly, relax."

　　This was the third time... It

　　was still difficult to enter. When it was inserted deeply to the bottom, it was like a red-hot iron rod inserted into Ji Sang's body. The excessive fullness and burning sensation made her, who was still immersed in the sex, subconsciously contract below. She cried and shook her head: "No..." "Does it

　　still hurt? "Wen Jian asked her with heavy breathing.

　　"No...it's so swollen." She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, her voice mixed with helplessness, so pitiful.

　　The content is not yet finished, continue reading on the next page. A low laugh escaped from Wen Jian's throat, "It's good that it doesn't hurt."

　　He suddenly stretched his body, turning from covering her to straightening his upper body, holding her two breasts and opening them wider to both sides so that she could better accommodate his thickness, and then thrusting his waist and thrusting hard. The

　　whole root thrust out and the whole root thrust in, each time deep and heavy, straight to the core, the protruding blue veins on the root scraped the inner wall, causing her small body to tremble uncontrollably, and the intense pleasure spread like an electric current, making Ji Sang's small hands helplessly grasp the sheets under her and cry.

　　"Wuwu... Wen Jian... Slow down, ah ah..."

　　This time Wen Jian took a particularly long time.

　　Ji Sang's scalp was numb from the pleasure, and the overwhelming pleasure flooded her like a flood. Her lower abdomen was swollen to the extreme. When Wen Jian pinched her waist and pressed against her to ejaculate, she had already cried and squirted twice. Her consciousness was scattered, and her eyes were staring blankly upwards...

　　Wen Jian waited until he finished, panting and holding her tightly in his arms. Her body was trembling, and she was as soft as if she had been fished out of the water. Her face was covered with sweat and tears. Wen Jian lowered his head and buried it in the crook of her neck and took a deep breath.

　　"Ji Sang..."

　　"You smell so good."