[Khan Chapter 8] So hard that it hurts

He said he was going to moisten his lips, but when Huluoyan actually touched them, he forgot what to do.

The girl's lips were too tender and soft. He seemed to be holding a full and sweet berry in his mouth, and was afraid that the berry would crush in his mouth if he was not careful.

He carefully extended his tongue tip, and outlined the girl's lips bit by bit, from the peak of the lips to the corners of the mouth, as if he was exploring an unknown secret place that he had never conquered, not missing any corner. He

seemed to have returned to the time before his first expedition, feeling uneasy and uneasy, but at the same time excited. He restrained his primitive desire to conquer the woman under him, and tasted her sweetness bit by bit.

Chu Jiao fell into a dream again.

This time she seemed to be imprisoned in a body, with only a soul but unable to control her body's behavior.

She seemed to be lying in a dirty garbage dump, with only the gray sky and endless garbage in sight. After an unknown amount of time, someone finally came.

She couldn't see his face clearly, but could only see his thin jaw and simple clothes.

The dream changed, and she seemed to be taken home by that person.

She was still unable to move, and even unable to close her eyes. She could only feel quietly that the man would wipe her body every day, and touch every corner of her body bit by bit.

So careful, so cherishing, as if treating his only treasure.

I don't know when he was no longer satisfied with the touch. Even with her eyes closed, Chu Jiao could still feel his dense kisses, which were small and fragmentary, from her forehead to the corners of her mouth, and then to her lips.

His movements were very awkward at first, and he only knew to hold her lips and moisten them little by little with his saliva. Later, gradually, he seemed to have learned what French kissing was and knew to use the tip of his tongue to open her tight little mouth, and began to explore her mouth little by little.

Teeth, upper jaw, root of tongue, inner wall, as if he was tasting a delicacy he had never tasted before, and he did not miss any place.

Chu Jiao was kissed soft and tender by him, and she felt her heart beating fast. She wanted to respond to him urgently, but her body in the dream restrained her movements.

She could only let him kiss her and caress her. She could feel the urgency and desire in his movements. She wanted to hug him as much as he hugged her.

Although Huluoyan is now over thirty, he is a complete young boy when it comes to love affairs.

He knew things very early, but because of this, he had seen many femme fatales in his father's palace.

The more beautiful those women were, the more sinister and vicious they were.

When he became famous in one battle and gradually gained power, gifts from officials who were used to infiltrating the camp would appear in his tent from time to time.

Naked, beautiful, and pitiful, he threw them all away.

He hated them, and of course he couldn't get hard.

Huluoyan knew that he was not sick, but others didn't know. After he ascended the throne, there was an endless stream of petitions begging him to expand his harem.

This marriage was a strategic necessity on the one hand, and it was also a way to shut up the old men in the court on the other.

He had only intended to marry a queen he liked as a decoration, but he didn't expect that he liked her too much...

and he reacted.

Huluyan himself didn't know when his hand had reached into the girl's clothes, caressing her snow-white and tender breasts.

He was startled and tried to retract his hand, but the soft and tender tongue that was hooked by his big tongue suddenly moved.

Um-,

as if possessed by a nightmare, the girl let out a faint moan from her throat. Huluyan wanted to retract his lips and tongue, but was blocked by the girl's small tongue. She opened her mouth slightly, as if inviting him to taste her fragrance.

Chu Jiao's face was flushed at the moment, her eyes were tightly closed, but her little mouth obediently held the man's tongue, licking it, as if responding and comforting. Hu Luoyan

just glanced at it, and the giant under his crotch stood up proudly, hard and painful.