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He really bit it, chewing it between his lips and teeth through his bellyband. Du Yaoyao was afraid that he would taste the food too much and bite off her nipple out of frustration.
Any man who hears others say that his wife has big breasts, a soft waist and a nice touch, or smells his wife's underwear and praises her body fragrance, will definitely feel unhappy, regardless of whether he loves her or not.
Du Yaoyao whispered in his ear to comfort him, "The one that Prince Chen took is new. I have never worn it."
Shen Jie paused, then moved more violently, ripping open her bellyband and roughly pressing her under him.
He buried his head in sucking her breasts, unbuttoned her panties with his hands, and rubbed the dry center of her legs with the back of his fingertips.
He squeezed open the flower lips, laid them across the shell meat, and deliberately used his knuckles to poke the fragile beads.
The fingertips passed the hole without entering, and rubbed that place until the vaginal fluid flowed out.
Du Yaoyao's whole body was hot, and her two nipples were swollen and erect from being sucked by him.
Before insertion, the vagina was already making a sound of water.
"Hmm...Chen Jie..." The soft panting was an invitation and also a desire.
With so much water flowing out, the center of the flower feels empty and hot. It wishes there was something to fill it up and poke it hard to relieve the itch.
"Did you think about it?" Chen Jie spit out the nipple, and his fingers were soaked with her spring juice.
Du Yaoyao twisted her hips and moved towards his hands.
Chen Jie moved his lips down, spread her legs apart, and inserted two fingers into the throbbing hole.
The flesh of the vagina is burning hot, while the fingers are cold, like fire meeting ice. The pleasure of being stretched open when thirsty makes one sigh with pleasure.
He reached deep inside, inserted his penis into the center of the flower and stirred it. His lips kissed the red mark on her waist.
The waist is so sensitive, the hot breath sprayed on it, Du Yaoyao twisted her body in itching, clamped his fingers and cried, "Stop it, um...itchy, itchy..."
Chen Jie deliberately misinterpreted her meaning and poked the center of the flower with force, "It still itches even after eating it all the way to the root."
The center of the flower is like a spring, which, when stimulated, continuously gushes out water.
Her tender flesh twisted his fingertips, and Du Yaoyao cried out in joy and tears, "My waist is itchy, my waist is itchy!"
"I wish I could make you die of itchiness!" He bit the soft flesh on her waist that was marked with red marks.
After a brief sting, he licked her closely and intensively with his tongue, causing her to struggle and twist.
"Itchy...itchy, I can't lick it..."
"If you can't lick the waist, then where do you want to lick?" Chen Jie raised his head, his black hair was disheveled, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked elegant and charming.
The plain white shirt opened, revealing her smooth chest, and his hand was inserted into her vagina and fiddled with it.
Du Yaoyao inexplicably thought of the obscene scene in the AV film where the male model lay between the legs of the female sponsor and licked her.
Who doesn’t like to be licked by a handsome guy?
Du Yaoyao entered the Shenjie, the scene was so beautiful that she couldn't even imagine it.
She stared at his thin red lips and let her imagination run wild, while her pussy bit his fingertip honestly.
Shen Jie chuckled and looked at her with awareness.
Du Yaoyao quickly lowered her eyes, pointed at the nipple concealingly, and whispered: "Lick here..."
Chen Jie moved above her, pulled out the nipple, and asked face to face: "It's all red, aren't you afraid that I'll break your skin?"
With his face so close, his eyelashes fluttered on her eyelids. Du Yaoyao bit her lip and pushed him away, "Be gentle..."
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