Rose of Heaven

66

The skin on the side of the neck that wrapped the artery was gently licked by the hot lips and tongue, and the temperature and touch penetrated the thin skin and hit the cerebral cortex directly.
The sturdy muscles under the coat twitched slightly, and Ye Zhongxu looked down at Lin Jingmo. This glance almost made him lose half his soul.
He steadied his breathing and held Lin Jingmo with one hand, but his arm strength was amazing, and he held Lin Jingmo firmly with this hand. With the other hand, he held Lin Jingmo's face and moved it into his coat, so that no one outside could see her current appearance.
"I'll take you to the hospital." He leaned close to the girl's ear and said.
Hospital? That's not possible.
The heat beside her ear made her more and more dizzy. Lin Jingmo shook her head in her heart, and her fingers went into the gap between the two buttons of her shirt, looking for something that could make her feel comfortable. She begged him in a low and gentle voice: "Don't... I feel uncomfortable... Uncle Ye... I feel uncomfortable... Um..."
A sweet and smooth voice, honey was dripping from the trembling tail tone.
Her whole body was burning hot, her fingertips seemed to be on fire, and they moved against his chest, pressing against his firm muscles, and sparks flew wherever they went.
Ye Zhongxu could cover her face, but he couldn't cover up the sound, which drifted away, softening the hearts of many men present.
She was too good at screaming!
Although they were intimidated by Ye Zhongxu's aura and didn't dare to look at him openly, they couldn't help but look at the person in his arms. Even though they couldn't see her face, her figure was good. Her
waist was soft, thin and tender, and her exposed legs were slender, with beautiful lines, and her skin was white and quite impactful.
Holding her to find a doctor, I don't know how many men's eyes she would have caught along the way.
Ye Zhongxu's eyebrows sank, and he asked the store manager: "Is there a rest room?"
The store manager nodded hurriedly and quickly led Ye Zhongxu to the third floor.
He walked in front without looking back, and even when he was attentively showing Ye Zhongxu the way, he kept his head down, but the more he did so, the clearer he could hear the girl's voice.
"Well... Uncle Ye... It's so hot... Please save me... Well..."
Ye Zhongxu held her in one hand and wrapped her in his coat with the other hand. He couldn't spare any more to cover her mouth. He lowered his head and saw Lin Jingmo
's troublesome little mouth opening and closing to breathe and moan. He made up his mind and buried his head to block all her obscene words with her lips. But that pure thought could not withstand a second of temptation. The moment his lips touched Lin Jingmo, the girl opened her mouth and held his lips.
Her tongue was extremely flexible, sweet and fragrant, eager and reckless. Ye Zhongxu felt his spine tremble, and the closed lips could only surrender without a fight. As
soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Jingmo's little tongue came in. The temperature was higher than usual due to the heat from the drug. Like a fever, Ye Zhongxu also fell into a kind of happy dizziness.
He turned defense into offense and quickly seized the territory. His thick tongue filled Lin Jingmo's small oral honey hole.
Go deep, entangle, plunder.
The two changed different angles and kissed as if no one was around.
Lin Jingmo's body also climbed up and stood up, with a slight gasp from her mouth.
They arrived at the lounge. The manager listened to the saliva swallowing and the exchange of water around him. He wanted to take a look, but was afraid of offending people. He opened the door and retreated. Only the tall figure of the man flashed in front of him.
Entering the room, turning on the light, and hooking the door with his foot, it was done in one go.
Entering the private space, the erotic atmosphere of the two people's bodies seemed to be magnified countless times when it encountered an open fire, and it exploded instantly.
The original horizontal holding posture changed to vertical, Lin Jingmo's slender legs clamped around Ye Zhongxu's waist, only a pair of underwear under the short skirt, the delicate skin of her thighs rubbed against his fine leather belt, the cold and hard metal buckle pressed against the underwear, the delicate pleasure came, and Lin Jingmo immediately twisted his waist to meet it. The
ecstatic deep kiss paused, the two people's noses intertwined, and their lips were close and distant, breathing the same air.
The girl's hair was messy, her cheeks were rosy, her breath was fragrant, her eyes were full of longing, and she stared at him straight.
"Fuck me..." Her lips moved to Ye Zhongxu's throat and bit it gently: "Uncle Ye, fuck me..." The
veins on the back of the hand that was clasped on her thigh burst out, and Lin Jingmo let out a "hmm", feeling both painful and pleasurable, and was thrown onto the bed.
The mattress was too soft, and Lin Jingmo sank into it and bounced back, but he bumped into Ye Zhongxu's chest.
"Uncle Ye... Uncle Ye..."
The girl was happy again, and took the initiative to send herself up. The man took off his large suit jacket in a few seconds. He grabbed the hem of the shirt that was in the way, and he didn't have the patience to untie it one by one, so he tore it into two pieces with a light pull.
The broken buttons pulled the skin close to her body, which actually brought a kind of pleasure of being roughly abused. Lin Jingmo's sensitive skin instantly showed red marks, but she trembled with pleasure.
The jade-like round breasts swayed in the underwear. The breasts of the 18-year-old girl, lying there, were trembling and sticking up against the gravity. The snow-covered red cherry blossoms were so tender that they could burst with a breath.
Without the underwear, the empty nipples felt even more uncomfortable. Lin Jingmo held them with her hands and put them to the man's mouth, saying softly: "Uncle Ye, suck my breasts, Mo Mo will feed you milk..."
Ye Zhongxu pinched the nipple with two fingers and twisted it. Lin Jingmo immediately moaned and groaned: "Ah... Uncle Ye..."
"Do you have milk?" Ye Zhongxu's voice was as hoarse as the thick strings of a cello, but his voice was as steady as an old dog.
He was like this when he went to bed.
Lin Jingmo's ears were dry.