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 offi...
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"Husband...mmmm..."
The empty heart of the flower was completely filled, and Du Yaoyao was so happy that she cried and sobbed.
It is like being thirsty in the desert for a few days and then suddenly receiving a downpour of rain.
——This long-lost feeling of fullness.
Du Yaoyao's whole body was hot, her vagina felt like it was burning, and the deep part was extremely tight. She took a few deep breaths and suppressed the urge to pull out to ease the tension.
He lowered his head and said, "It's so hot inside Yaoyao, it's so hot that I'm about to melt."
Walking down the steps, Du Yaoyao wrapped her arms around his neck, fearing that he would pull out out of fear of the heat, and murmured coaxingly: "Insert while walking, so deep, I feel so comfortable..."
She just needs to hang in front of him, and the cock will stimulate her clitoris with each step. The sticky liquid flowed down the stem and gathered at the junction, a line dripped down her buttocks, and a line wet his scrotum.
Chen Jie looked at her lustful look with her eyes narrowed and her mouth slightly open. Her rosy lips seemed ready to let out a soul-stirring moan at any time.
The sound of guards' footsteps could be heard not far behind. He warned, "If you can't bear it anymore, bite my shoulder. Don't scream."
"Hubby... um..." Du Yaoyao leaned on his shoulder obediently and sucked on the glans with her lower body. She felt as if she was on the clouds, being carried high and far by the wind, and the pleasure in her heart was rapidly gathering.
"I'm going to come...husband...can you give me a few hard thumps?" she begged softly.
Chen Jie clamped her legs tightly and moved it up and down vigorously several times. The huge round head opened the narrow cervix. Du Yaoyao trembled like a sieve, her toes curled up and released streams of hot liquid.
Because of the alcohol and the effects of the drugs, her vaginal fluid was hotter than usual, and it dripped into the small hole at the top. She stood on the steps, her face flushed, and she was breathing heavily.
The water flowed towards the grass under the cover of the coat.
"My lord, what's wrong?" a maid came forward and asked. Chen Jie stopped, and the guards and maids followed suit.
Du Yaoyao became nervous when she heard the voice, and buried her head in Shen Jie's chest, squeezing him tightly with her pussy.
Chen Jie rubbed the base of Du Yaoyao's legs to relax her.
He cleared his throat in a serious tone, his voice still hoarse, "Nothing, I just drank too much and feel a little dizzy."
The pronunciation sounded clear and formal, but for some reason there was a tinge of lust in it. The maid blushed.
Chen Jie didn't notice that Du Yaoyao felt uncomfortable listening to him speak, as if he was deliberately seducing a woman. She wanted to speak, but she had just had an orgasm and was afraid that making a sound would reveal her true identity, so she bit his shoulder through his clothes in dissatisfaction.
The maid bowed and left, and Chen Jie instructed, "I will have some private conversation with the young lady, please tell them to stay away."
"yes."
Chen Jie took another step and glanced at Du Yaoyao, "You didn't bite me when you left, but you bite me after you left. You're naughty."
Du Yaoyao pouted, not wanting to accuse her of being jealous of him and the maid, so she snorted, "I won't do it outside anymore in the future."
"Then I have to seize the opportunity." Chen Jie hugged her and began to thrust in and out, not very deeply, and her coat swaying with the intercourse seemed to be blown by the night wind.