IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

Little Widow Extra 3

Mu Xingchen stared at Gu Qiyan with tears in his eyes while holding the stewed pig's trotter. It was obvious that he was extremely resisting Gu Qiyan's approach. However, he was so hungry that he couldn't bear to give up the stewed pig's trotter in his hand.

I really want to eat it.

Anyway, I have been flirted with, and the thought that if I don’t eat it, I will be flirted with in vain started to pop up again.

Gu Qiyan didn't care how he resisted. After handing the stewed pig's feet to the crying young widow, he pressed her against the mud wall, reached out to pull away the clothes that were in the way, lowered his head and kissed Mu Xingchen's collarbone, licking it with the tip of his tongue.

Mu Xingchen was so frightened that he almost dropped the stewed pig's feet in his hand. He reached out in fear to push Gu Qiyan, who was licking and biting his neck, and said, "No, you can't do this, let me go..."

Gu Qiyan grabbed the hand that was pushing him, looked up at Mu Xingchen, whose face was covered with tears, and smiled softly, "If you behave yourself and let me touch and lick you, I will let you go. If you don't behave, I will make a scene and let everyone know about it. Think about it."

After saying that, without waiting for Mu Xingchen to respond, he lowered his head to lick Mu Xingchen's neck again. He didn't go too far and didn't leave any marks in conspicuous places. His hot lips and tongue went all the way down and took a hold of a pink nipple, sucking it with a sound.

"Um..." Mu Xingchen cried softly for a while. The strange feeling surging in his body made him panic, but thinking of Gu Qiyan's threats, he didn't dare to struggle. He raised the fragrant stewed pig's trotter while crying and took a vicious bite.

Woo woo woo, so fragrant and delicious.

He hadn't eaten meat for a long, long time. At this moment, he even felt that the butcher who was lying on his chest and licking him wasn't so hateful.

Gu Qiyan worked hard to lick the nipple in his mouth until it became red and big. He raised his head slightly, stared at his masterpiece with satisfaction for a few seconds, kissed it lovingly, turned his head and took the other neglected nipple into his mouth. At the same time, his big hands covered with thin calluses also reached into Mu Xingchen's clothes.

The skin under his palm was smoother and more tender than tofu. Gu Qiyan's hand reached into Mu Xingchen's pants, kneading the tall and round buttocks, marveling in amazement.

The young widow's life is not easy. She has to do a lot of farm work every day. How come her body is still so smooth and tender?

Are all guys like this?

Gu Qiyan soon stopped thinking about anything else. Touching the young widow's smooth and tender body, he felt like a fire was ignited in his heart. His blood began to boil and burn, and the anger in his body needed a breakthrough to vent.

Mu Xingchen's tears fell even harder as his butt was being rubbed. He leaned against the mud wall and when he looked up he could see the moon hanging high in the sky. Under such white moonlight, he was being pressed against the wall and molested.

Woo woo woo.

Mu Xingchen tried hard to ignore the tongue making trouble in his chest. He sipped the soup from the bones while crying, and nibbled the meat from the stewed pig's trotter in small bites. The pig's trotter was stewed very soft and it was so delicious that he wanted to nibble on the bones together.

The two sucking sounds occasionally overlapped. Mu Xingchen was eating the stewed pig's trotters while Gu Qiyan was eating him.

Gu Qiyan quickly licked and bit Mu Xingchen's other nipple until it became big and red. He looked up at Mu Xingchen, who was crying and gnawing on the pig's feet. His eyes stayed on his greasy mouth and chin for a moment, and said with a little smile: "I want to fuck your legs. You better close your legs, or I'll fuck your ass."

Mu Xingchen bit a piece of pig's trotter with grievance. He knew that it was useless to resist, so he reluctantly cooperated with Gu Qiyan to take off his pants and tremblingly made a request, "No more, next time."

"I said it, but you don't have the final say."

Gu Qiyan squatted down and kissed Mu Xingchen's white thighs. He couldn't wait to unbutton his pants, took out his penis which had already turned red and swollen, and rubbed it against Mu Xingchen's smooth and white thighs.

Mu Xingchen, who had just gotten married and had not had the chance to meet her future husband, became a young widow. She had never seen such a scene before. She was so scared that she didn't even bother to chew the pig's feet, and reached out to push Gu Qiyan's shoulder with trembling hands.

"Oil got on my clothes. You have to clean them for me."

Gu Qiyan's gaze lingered on Mu Xingchen's greasy little mouth for a few seconds. He gave up the idea of letting the young widow lick him, and put his arms around Mu Xingchen's waist and pressed her into his arms. He inserted his swollen and hard penis between her white legs and moved in and out roughly along the base of Mu Xingchen's legs.

It’s even better than expected.

"Ah..." Mu Xingchen grabbed Gu Qiyan's clothes in horror, and the hand holding the stewed pig's trotter also became a little weak. He was a boy, and his back was very sensitive. When he was rubbed by that big, hard thing, waves of pleasure that went straight to his soul surged wildly throughout his body.

The conflicting thoughts of wanting to continue and wanting to stop are entangled in my mind.

Gu Qiyan, who was thrusting his hips to manipulate Mu Xingchen's legs, used both hands to steady the completely limp body in his arms, and chuckled, "So sensitive."

The place where the two were hiding was very close to the room of Mu Xingchen's parents-in-law. In addition, Gu Qiyan was very fierce, and the slapping sounds caused by the collision of flesh soon woke up the parents-in-law who were sleeping in the room, and voices began to be heard from inside.

Mu Xingchen widened his eyes in horror and began to punch Gu Qiyan's shoulders with his fists.

"Shh." Gu Qiyan held Mu Xingchen's greasy hand, "I'll be gentle, you just be good, if you are discovered I won't care about you."

As he spoke, he slowed down the force and frequency of the thrusting, pressed his big hands on Mu Xingchen's plump buttocks, and slowly moved the red and thick penis in and out of his soft and sensitive legs.

Mu Xingchen really didn't dare to move anymore. He bit his lower lip tightly to endure the pleasure running through his body, breathing heavily and shedding tears.

Seeing this scene, Gu Qiyan's cock swelled again, and his soul was almost seduced away by the little crybaby.

The voices in the room soon disappeared, but Gu Qiyan's movements were still very gentle and light. He even reached out and grasped Mu Xingchen's penis, which was too delicate compared to his, and stroked it up and down.

His palms were covered with thin calluses. Mu Xingchen, whose vital parts were covered, felt so comfortable that he wanted to scream, but the fear of being discovered suppressed him, and the scream turned into a humming sound at his mouth.

A few minutes later, Mu Xingchen groaned and orgasmed in Gu Qiyan's hand. He stared at Gu Qiyan in horror as if struck by lightning, and his beautiful big eyes gradually filled with tears.

The pleasure has accumulated to the extreme. Gu Qiyan looked at the little widow crying in his arms. He didn't mind the oily mouth. He pinched Mu Xingchen's chin to make him tilt his head back. He lowered his head and kissed the oily little mouth. He pushed his tongue into it, hooking the soft tongue hidden inside and entangled it wildly.

The fast and violent slapping sounds lasted for more than twenty times. With a muffled groan from Gu Qiyan, all the semen that had been stored for a long time was shot into the roots of Mu Xingchen's thighs.

Gu Qiyan let go of Mu Xingchen's tongue, sighed with extreme pleasure, rubbed Mu Xingchen's butt, and said with a smile: "Your body is so soft."