Du Yaoyao transmigrated into a light-hearted ancient novel called “My Powerful Minister”, where the ordinary male lead continuously moves up in life.
The male lead was promoted as an official...
There was warm charcoal burning in the room, it was as warm as spring and didn't feel cold at all.
Du Yaoyao was stripped naked by him, while Chen Jie was still neatly dressed, enjoying the bright moon and cool breeze.
She opened her legs wide and his hand moved between her legs.
A pink hole was stretched open by two white fingers, with the thin tender flesh on the edge attached to the end of the finger bones.
When it was pulled out, the circle of tender flesh stretched and sucked the finger reluctantly. When it was thrust in, the hole was pushed concave, and a gurgling sound of water came out from inside.
His fingers were hard and powerful, rubbing the surrounding flesh until it felt numb; his nails were smooth, and he inserted them into the tight center of the flower each time.
There is a thin callus above the knuckles, probably caused by writing, riding and shooting. When the fingertips are slightly bent to play with the center of the flower, the hard calluses always rub against the tender flesh.
The pleasure was like water, spreading in circles within her body. Du Yaoyao twisted her hips impatiently, not knowing whether she wanted to swallow him deeper or squeeze him out completely.
"Don't be impatient." Chen Jie thrust all the way in and pulled out slowly, the love juice flowing down between his fingers to his wrist.
It was the first time that Du Yaoyao was fingered, and she was so excited that she couldn't control herself.
Although Shen Jie was annoying, his fingers made her feel extremely comfortable, and every time he poked her most empty and itchy spot, it brought her deep satisfaction. When leaving, the tender flesh twisted around the fingertips and sucked it vigorously in small sips.
"Are you comfortable, Yaoyao?" Chen Jie asked in a low voice when he saw her blushing face and flushed cheeks.
"Hmm..." Du Yaoyao contracted her vagina to meet his thrusts. The feeling of happiness continued to rise with his fingers. The clouds were in front of her. She tilted her neck and urged, "Hurry... Woo... Chenjie... Yaoyao is almost there!"
Chen Jie pulled out his fingers at this moment, letting the center of the flower contract hungrily and the flesh of the hole wriggle helplessly. He scratched the hole with his nails and asked slowly: "Yaoyao, do you want to orgasm?"
"Yes!" Du Yaoyao was almost going crazy as she was hanging on the critical point of ecstasy. One more thrust, one more penetration and she would reach her climax!
"Give it to me... give it to me..." She bit her lip and begged, pushing her pussy towards his hand.
Chen Jie pressed her lower abdomen, untied his belt, and pressed his erect penis against her crotch through her pants, tempting her: "I'll use this to give you your first orgasm tonight, okay? Once inside, let Yaoyao orgasm."
"Oh... yes!" He teased her so much that she was eager for pleasure.
"You're not sincere." Chen Jie took out his penis and rubbed the huge glans at the entrance of the vagina.
The little hole opened and sucked the glans. Du Yaoyao covered her mouth shamefully and moaned, "Fuck Yaoyao...Fuck it...I want to orgasm!"
Chen Jie chuckled, gripped her legs tightly on both sides, and with the slippery liquid, he fucked her to the bottom of her hole with a "puff".
The thick and long penis broke through the layers of soft flesh, and the glans hit the tight center of the flower. In an instant, the pleasure rushed straight to the head. The vaginal flesh twitched wildly, twisting the foreign object and releasing streams of warm vaginal fluid.
Du Yaoyao opened her hazy eyes, her body was under him, and her soul was nowhere to be found.
My mind went blank and I couldn't hear any sounds around me.
There was movement outside the door, light footsteps and a woman's whisper.
Chen Jie thrust slowly and gently, prolonging the afterglow of her climax. Rubbing her clitoris, he asked, "Yaoyao, is the orgasm comfortable?"
Du Yaoyao was stunned, "Comfortable..."
He pinched the meat bean, took out half of it and slammed it hard again, commanding, "Speak louder!"
The long moan was followed by a crying tone, "Ah... the orgasm is so good and comfortable!"
The figure outside disappeared, and Chen Jie kissed the tears on her eyelashes, "Yaoyao is very well behaved."
The desk was uncomfortable after all, so he held her and sank into the soft bed.
Du Yaoyao's legs were placed on Shen Jie's shoulders, and he held her buttocks and moved them.
Three shallow and one deep. The shallow strokes made her twist her waist and hips to pull herself onto the cock, and the deep strokes made her whole body tremble and let out a scream.
A good sex partner can really make one lose oneself. Du Yaoyao cried and squirted with pleasure. As soon as the last climax passed, she was brought to the ultimate peak by him again in the next moment.
“Don’t, don’t be so hard… I’m coming again…” She clutched his arms tightly, and her snow-white breasts swayed.
Shen Jie lowered his head, "Then slowly."
He opened his mouth and took one of her rosy nipples into his mouth.
His sharp teeth rubbed against each other, he sucked most of the areola and sucked her breasts hard.
“Be gentle…”
The numbness at the nipple stimulated the itch in the center of her vagina. He stayed still deep inside her. Du Yaoyao couldn't bear it, but didn't dare to beg for mercy. She contracted her clitoris and bit him gently.
"Not slowing down anymore?" Chen Jie spit out the nipple, his thin lips stained with lustful water.
The corners of his eyes were also red, and his face looked extremely lustful.
"Let me go first." Du Yaoyao hooked her toes on his back.
Chen Jie grabbed her breasts and pinned her under him, thrusting in and out dozens of times, hitting the fragile flesh each time. Du Yaoyao didn't even make a sound, and she squeezing him and orgasmed.
He reached his climax, but he didn't stop and continued thrusting against the surging tide.
The juice splashed, the flesh of the hole became soft and rotten, the glans penetrated into the spasming heart of the flower, and the liquid spurted out like an arrow.