My thoughts drifted away, and I could only let him... rub, knead, pinch, and flatten me!
well,
Mo Xiaoqing turned her back to him, bent over, and braced her hands against the wall.
Ji Muhan pushed up her sweater and leaned down to kiss her back.
His hand traced along her waistline, reaching her private parts.
His fingers squeezed into the crevice, sliding inside the soft flesh.
Once she gets used to it, add another finger and stir it to create a smooth, creamy texture.
He straightened his back and pressed his already erect desire against her slightly parted labia.
He struggled to push it in, but the warm, soft layers enveloped his head, and the tight cavity made it impossible for him to move forward.
Ji Muhan gently comforted her, "Relax, I can't get in."
Mo Xiaoqing frowned, her voice trembling with tears, "Does anyone know how to relax..."
She was so nervous, how could she relax...?
He thought for a moment, then said, "Then stand firm."
He pried open her vaginal opening with his thumb and slowly increased the force of his penetration.
She couldn't help but bite her lip and let out a moan, "Mmm..."
Her first feeling was... pain, a tearing pain, piercing her body with unstoppable force, like a sharp knife...
Ji Muhan held her slender waist in place, but the narrow inner walls prevented her from moving freely.
The suffocating tension made him purse his lips and breathe heavily, his chest heaving.
Mo Xiaoqing was also suffering, as if a hot, thick stick was constantly grinding into her body.
Her hand, which was pressed against the wall, curled up, and her fingernails scraped off a layer of paint dust.
Under the repeated soothing grinding and advancing, the cavity gradually opened up, allowing him to indulge in his invasion.
Her vaginal walls were out of control, sucking at his genitals almost frantically, and a decadent pleasure gripped his mind.
As a result, the speed increased, leading to more frequent and intense impacts.
She shook her head violently, her long hair swaying wildly in the air, "Ah...ah...slower..."
The lingering smell of alcohol mingled with a fishy, greasy odor, and the sound of water violently colliding with the skin.
The flames formed a pool, scorching consciousness.
Each thrust exposed the thin wall of flesh, and the intense stimulation caused her to unconsciously contract her lower abdomen, making Ji Muhan's forehead sweat.
His hand moved from her waist to her lower abdomen, his voice hoarse with suppressed emotion, "Let it out, don't hold it in."
A combination of external pressure and kneading, and high-frequency vibrations from within, assaulted her lower abdomen, like a net being torn apart, forcing her to groan, "Ah..."
Ji Muhan felt the warm liquid surging towards him, as if it were trying to push his desire out continuously.
After the release, there was a feeling of utter weakness, as if one's bones had been ripped away.
But the rhythm within her passage did not diminish in the slightest; on the contrary, it became even more intense with the help of the lubricating hot liquid.
Mo Xiaoqing's outstretched arm trembled. "Wait... ah... it's me..."
Her legs were weak and sore, and her body felt like it was being pulled down by heavy lead weights.
When her buttocks pressed against his abdomen, almost resting on his thighs.
She slammed heavily against the inner wall, falling forward and bracing herself against it with her hands.
He pressed his palm against her pelvis, meeting his thrusts, then withdrew, then plunged in again, the steady, heavy force drawing out a pleasure unlike any other.
Mo Xiaoqing bit her lip and shook her head, unable to suppress a soft moan, "Ah...don't...um..."
Pain and beauty are intertwined and blended together.
Exhausted from the ordeal, her upper body began to go limp.
At this moment, he grasped her breasts from behind with both hands, lifted her up, and pressed her into his embrace behind him.
She knelt on the ground, barely supporting her body, but her burning palms enveloped her soft breasts.
Under the wanton kneading, the slowly swelling desire, like an inextinguishable simmering fire, unknowingly ripened her.
His hoarse breathing was right next to her ear.
At this moment, her heart was pounding like waves crashing against rocks, the more turbulent and the more she longed.
Suddenly, her breasts stopped being caressed. Before she could even feel sad, Ji Muhan lifted her thighs up from below with both hands.
Her toes left the ground, her legs were spread wide, and the opening slowly closed, still a section of the burning heat yet to enter.
This position will penetrate her completely.
Mo Xiaoqing wrapped her arms around his neck and shook her head desperately, "No...don't go in anymore..."
"Gently, gently, my stomach..."
Accompanied by a terrifying stimulation, it seemed as if the energy had pierced through her abdominal organs in an instant.
Mo Xiaoqing felt helpless and dizzy, but she still remembered to protect her lower abdomen with her hand.
"I know what I'm doing, don't worry!" Ji Muhan's low, husky voice, filled with desire, was incredibly alluring!
"..." Get lost!
If we had acted with discretion, this situation wouldn't have happened!
She opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound. She gasped for breath, the air rubbing against her throat, causing a dry, itchy burning sensation.
Ji Muhan lifted her up, allowing herself to retreat most of the flower path, the moist, pure liquid flowing down her cheeks.
The feeling of fullness subsided a bit, giving her some space to catch her breath, but unexpectedly, the hand holding her thigh once again pulled her all the way down.
"My stomach... be gentle, ah..."
Mo Xiaoqing couldn't control her moans as usual, so naturally, the room was filled with soft, blush-inducing moans...
"Baby, I love you!"
I can always hear a man's soft, gentle, passionate, and tender confession in my ear...
"I love you so much I want to 'melt' you into my very bones,"
Every moment, yet it still feels like not enough…
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