Chapter 3

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Lin Xi's control over Yu Xiucheng's body signals was actually mostly instinctive, just like herbivores on the grassland always know the hunting habits of carnivores very well. Before Yu Xiucheng's hand exerted force again, she spit out his penis. It seemed that she was licking it with too much relish, and the tip of her tongue was too much to draw a thin line of water from the glans.

 Yu Xiucheng's eyes were as dark as night. He watched Lin Xi laugh at his excessive saliva, and directly held her wrist ready to wipe the corner of her mouth.

 Lin Xi had half straightened up with her hands on his legs, but Yu Xiucheng held her waist with his other hand, turned his body to the side, and pressed her directly under him.

 Clean and neat, without any unnecessary movements.

 The man's big palm slipped under the hem of the skirt and moved up the smooth lines of his thigh. The thick calluses on his palm and tiger's mouth caused a tingling sensation on his skin, which coincided with the beginning of the fourth movement, which was full of humor.

 The moment the thick shaft thrust forward, the familiar feeling of fullness quickly climbed up the tailbone. Lin Xi was moved by the pleasure and turned her head away, biting her lower lip impatiently: "Well... be gentler..."

 Before Braille landed on the ground, the man's big palms clamped onto her buttocks like a pair of iron arms, thrusting her in and out with a steady and even rhythm.

 The ambiguous rustling sound of flesh rubbing against flesh was firmly supported by the soothing music that returned to the first theme. The pleasure and marching music seemed to collide at this moment, creating some wonderful resonance.

 "Ha um... um... Yu... Mr. Yu..."

 The man's glans penetrated deep, and his seemingly wanton movements were actually a more stable control of the rhythm of sex. The woman beneath him barely endured a few blows before she couldn't bear it anymore. Her half-squinted eyes were filled with pink and white color of lust.

 "So deep..."

 The voice is soft and hoarse, charming but not obscene, and the little inaudible ending sound on the tip of the tongue is like red bean paste that is just right but not greasy.

 The soft and tight hole trembled as she held his sex in her mouth. Although it was not her intention, it was indeed full of flattering taste. Yu Xiucheng's black eyes were still gleaming with coldness, and he pulled out the sexual object without hesitation, and then pushed it deep into the body in one breath.

 He was always like this, fierce and ruthless, and even when he was most confused and obsessed, he still maintained an almost perverted need for control.

 Not only for her, but also for the rhythm of the entire sex, and even the desire surging in his body. Lin Xi now suspected that including the action when he turned sideways and pressed her on the sofa just now, it should be completely... It's within his control.

 "Ha uh... um... don't be so... uh... quick..."

 Linxi was the complete opposite to him.

 She prefers passive enjoyment when it comes to bed. She likes her body and brain to be dominated by pleasure, so happy that her scalp is numb and her whole body is shaking. She doesn't have to think about anything, as long as she climaxes.

 So she quite liked sleeping with Yu Xiucheng. She didn't need to use her brain. She just needed to be dominated by him and she would be happy and relaxed.

 "Come back to your senses."

 Yu Xiucheng, who noticed that Lin Xi was distracted for a moment, said coldly, and the round and round glans squeezed open the small gap in her deepest part almost arrogantly, causing Lin Xi to tighten her lower back and climax straight away. come out.

 Her neck straightened and she leaned back slightly, biting her red lips with her white teeth. She held her hand in front of her eyes and let out a small moan similar to a whimper.

 So cool.

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