Chapter 54

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Such tenderness was hard for Shen Mi to refuse. The fingertips of her grip on Yan Ran's forearm gradually loosened, and her lips, which had been rubbed by the man, even opened slightly.
With the expected compromise, Yan Fan stuck out his tongue, brushed her lower lip lightly, fed it into her mouth, raised the tip of her tongue, and then slowly withdrew half of the sexual organ buried in her body, then pushed it in with some force.
"Hmm..." Ruixin was sore from being pounded, and Shen Mi's muffled moan was swallowed by Yan Fan before it reached her throat.
The lingering kiss began to become fierce, just like the movements under him, it was as ferocious as if he wanted to swallow her whole body.
The soft flesh on the inner wall shrank and sucked the giant thing in the body, constantly secreting hot and moist fluid to facilitate his entrance and exit.
Yan Fan felt extremely comfortable being sucked in. He hooked her knees and bent his hands behind her, holding her waist and hips with his big palms. While entering, he brought her slender body and pressed it towards him, wanting only to continue. Deeper, deeper.
"Uh huh... light... hmm..."
He rolled up her tongue and sucked it, turning her muffled screams into sobs. Shen Mi felt that she could hardly breathe, and the tip of her tongue was numb and painful. The sensations beneath her were so intense that she was suffocated.
Every time he thrust in, there was swelling and soreness. When he pulled out, the numbness and itching surged up again, reaching to the bone seam. Only when he thrust hard again did the numbness and itching become covered with swelling and astringency.
After feeling Shen Mi's weak struggle as she twisted her head, Yan Fan knew that she could hardly breathe, so he finally released her tongue and buried his head in her chest.
The delicate soft meat seemed to be covered with a layer of crystal white light under the blazing white light. While it made his eyes dizzy, the bright red at the top looked particularly eye-catching and attractive.
He slowed down his movements and took the erect nipples in his mouth, gently picked and rolled them with the tip of his tongue, then scraped them with his tongue, and sucked them from time to time.
The tingling spread from her nipples to her entire chest. Shen Mijiao panted rapidly. She twisted her body slightly to avoid his licking and teasing, and then couldn't help but raise her chest and push herself into his mouth.
The unbearable, irritating, numb itch seeped from her chest to her lower abdomen. At this moment, his gentle thrusts could not suppress the itch that penetrated into the seams of her bones, making her squeeze his arm even tighter uncomfortably.
"Um...ha...no, no more..."
"Don't like it?" he asked, his hot breath blowing across the nipples and areola.
Shen Mi's body trembled slightly and she bit her lower lip, "It's so itchy..."
"Where is it itchy?" He used the tip of his tongue to pick at the nipples that had been teased as hard as pebbles, and then mentioned the other side of his mouth. One grain.
"Ah..." The sensitive spot that had not been taken care of was wrapped by his hot and moist mouth. A moan rushed out of Shen Mi's throat, and a layer of fine goose bumps appeared on her skin. Her vagina shrank and she bit it. The slow-moving giant in the body.
"Bite tight." He said, using the tips of his teeth to dig into the main nipple, "And the water keeps flowing, it should be very comfortable."
"S-Stop talking..."
I just want you to be as happy as me, what I'm doing is when.
Yan Fan kept this sentence in her heart because she didn't want him to say it anymore.
He released her nipples, raised his head, held her waist and hips again, and used his actions to please her. He knew what she wanted now.
The in and out became fast and heavy, crushing the irritating itch. This was indeed what Shen Mi wanted at the moment.
The fog was still rising in the bathroom. The mirror behind the sink was covered with white mist, and blurry figures were shaking. The air was filled with the sound of flesh slapping and moans that were sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

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