Since I have decided to step into the world of mortals, I have never thought about leaving it.
Even if I have read many books, I can't find a suitable word to describe the feeling at this moment.
Xie Ci Yan whispered in her ear: "Don't cry later." He lifted the woman in his arms a little, and then straightened his waist to push the swollen evil thing into her hole inch by inch. The movement was slow, but the rough and blue-veined stick body rolled over every inch of the tender soft flesh in her hole. The narrow passage was tightly filled with his evil thing bit by bit, until it was inserted into the heart of the flower. The
soft flesh in the hole was both excited and eager to absorb his evil root. This feeling was really tiring, and it was impossible for people to maintain rational restraint. Xie Ci Yan sighed softly, and the fire of desire continued to accumulate in his chest, as if it wanted to swallow all his rationality into his stomach with a fire, just to fuck her hard.
He endured and suppressed his emotions again and again, just to let her get used to it for a while, but before he could get impatient, the woman in his arms was already humming all over, her voice full of coquettishness and grievance. "You, you move..." He had no idea how much it would wear down the rationality of the evil creature buried deep in the hole without moving. She couldn't hold back her moans at all, "Xie Ci Yan, just hold me and climb to the top of the bliss cloud, okay?"
Yan Zhaozhao didn't know if this kind of affection for him at this time could be considered as a pleasure. Her mind seemed to be confused by something, and she couldn't think of anything. She only knew that at this moment, her heartbeat was indeed because of the man in front of her. Every time he held her, she would have an indescribable sense of security, as if... as long as it was Xie Ci Yan who held her, then even if the sky fell, she seemed to have nothing to fear.
The candlelight in Ganlu Hall was not very bright. Only a few burning candles were shedding red tears and emitting faint light. The candles hanging down to the ground swayed slowly with the evening breeze. The spring water in the pool was also stained with the dots of candlelight, shimmering with the tiny sparkling candlelight.
Hearing this, Xie Ci Yan uncontrollably straightened his whole body, and his hands tightly restrained her waist were incredibly hot. He said in a deep voice, "Okay." His hands involuntarily held Yan Zhaozhao in his arms tighter, as if he wanted to melt her into his bones and blood at this moment. He panted in a low voice and responded over and over again. "Okay, okay..." Xie
Ci Yan showed no mercy. He pinched her waist with his big hand, and the meat stick under his body quickly pulled out and thrust deeply. The originally narrow passage had been completely opened by his hideous creature. As he pulled out, the soft flesh at the hole was pulled outward, and the spring water kept flowing out along the creature, dripping into the hot spring water below along the junction of the two, blending into one.
"Hmm--" Yan Zhaozhao's body suddenly shook heavily, and she was instantly overwhelmed with pleasure, not knowing what the world was. "Hmm... so, so fast... ah--"
"How can Zhaozhao reach bliss with me if you're not happy, huh?" After saying that, Xie Ciyan thrust forward with more force, and the action was so intense that even the sensitive clitoris at the top was rubbed heavily. A strong tide suddenly appeared, and the overwhelming pleasure quickly swept over her body, like a firework suddenly exploded in her brain, blasting all her senses to pieces, and then became numb, and could only let the man in front of her do whatever he wanted, and let her have irresistible pleasure at will.
Yan Zhaozhao half-closed her eyes and stared at the man who was panting in front of her. His hot breath sprayed all over her neck. His black hair was wet and a little messy and draped over his shoulders. Some disobedient hair fell and stuck to his handsome face, which looked like a banished immortal. At that moment, she seemed to be bewitched by an evil spirit. Her heart moved slightly, and she blurted out, "Stick out your tongue, please."
Although Xie Ciyan, who was deeply in lust, was stunned when he heard the words, he still stuck out a small section of his tongue as he said, and his eyes full of desire stared at her, as if to see what she wanted to do.
Yan Zhaozhao looked at his appearance at the moment, and was only touched. She wanted to... get closer to him. She hooked Xie Ci Yan's neck and pushed the man down a little, then her wet pink tongue flexibly hooked on his tongue tip. She first gently swept across Xie Ci Yan's tongue tip, but then became more and more unsatisfied, entangled with his tongue tip, chasing each other, and passing saliva to each other.
"Hmm--" The feeling of the tongue tip entangled made her moan softly, and Yan Zhaozhao became more and more addicted to it, closing her eyes and feeling the unique breath on the tip of her tongue. The sound of the hot spring surging water was mixed with the gurgling sound of the two tongues entangled fiercely, and there were also faint moans and low gasps, and the uncontrollable moans between lips and teeth were really obscene and flustered.
It is said that kissing is the easiest way for two people to develop affection. In the past, Yan Zhaozhao would only sneer when she heard this and never believed it. But now, she was sinking more and more into it. She was willing to do this most intimate thing with Xie Ci Yan. When they kissed and their tongues intertwined, she felt her heart beating like a drum, as if he was the only one left around her.
"Hmm..." She could clearly feel the gurgling spring water constantly flowing out from under her body, and she could clearly hear the dull sound of water with every thrust of his. Xie Ci Yan moved faster, and with every thrust he went deeper into the secret realm of her flower hole.
"Ah, ah ah... Faster, so fast... Hmm——" The evil creature covered with blue veins kept pounding her softest flower heart, with more force each time, and the rough and hard glans rubbed against the flower wall of her flower hole. Her whole body trembled like being electrocuted, and the instep hooked on his lower back also unconsciously straightened, and her toes curled together, obviously unable to bear it any longer.
"Well - so deep... no, no...
ah
... He thrust his waist suddenly, and the head of his penis directly touched the soft center of her flower. He wanted to ejaculate even more, and his urethra opened and closed, as if he would not be able to hold back and ejaculate all the turbid liquid into her deepest part in the next second.
"Mm--cum, cum for me... ah, ah, ah..."
"For you, for you, all for you..." Xie Ciyan could no longer hold back, and the evil thing suddenly penetrated into the deepest part and stuck tightly to the center of her flower. A muffled groan escaped from his throat, and the turbid liquid was completely ejaculated into her flower hole. The turbid
liquid was boiling hot, and the center of her flower suddenly trembled.
Yan Zhaozhao was shaking like a sieve, and in an instant she felt like she was on top of the clouds. Her whole body couldn't help trembling slightly, "ah ah ah--"
Her heartbeat was beating very fast, as if it was about to jump out of her chest. She could feel the violent beating all over her body, her skin was spasming uncontrollably from time to time, and her legs were shaking constantly.
But the afterglow after the climax made the whole body and even the brain feel extremely comfortable, just like a person who has tasted a delicacy and knows how to appreciate it.
Xie Ciyan pulled out the still hard evil thing, and the muddy spring water and turbid liquid in the flower hole mixed together, all flowing out along the legs, and then dripping into the spring. The
woman in his arms had a look of satisfaction, and the spring color between her eyebrows could not be concealed. Even a glance at him was full of indelible charm.
Just one look could ignite his burning desire.
But the woman was unwilling to let him go. After catching her breath, she bit his neck with her teeth. It didn't hurt, but it felt like being scratched by a kitten. It was a little itchy.
Yan Zhaozhao's charming voice came softly, and there seemed to be a hint of provocation in her words, "Xie Ciyan..." Her voice was soft, as if she was acting coquettishly. Just calling his name was enough to pluck his heartstrings into a song, "My flowing water...hasn't disturbed the spring water yet."
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Zui Gu🔞 ( mtl)
Historical Fictionauthor (Wine and Evening Music) not mine I kinda like this story already 😃 With the enemy at the gates, the king of a country, sitting on the dragon chair, still turned a deaf ear to the outside world, holding the beauty in his arms and enjoying hi...