The President's Little Wife, Chapter 052: He only has her under his eyes

(The hand is kneaded and kneaded, and at the same time, the big hand lifts her slightly, and presses her hard against his sensitive position, against the high bulge.) Love 睍玼璩)

Shabelle's consciousness of being kissed was blurred, and in the extreme hypoxic state, a feeling of suffocation gradually developed. The body was pressed and could not be struggled away. The free hands began to grasp indiscriminately, and after grabbing in the air for a while, they couldn't grasp anything, and the feeling of suffocation was still very strong, waving indiscriminately, and grabbing Feng Qingyu's black and soft hair with both hands.

His hand was no longer touching the air, as if he had caught something that could save him when he was drowning, and Shabelle used extremely his hand, almost pulling off Feng Qingyu's scalp with one force. The pain woke Feng Qingyu from his sinking lust.

The lip flap was released, and Sabelle's suffocated breathing was given room to breathe. His hand pulled Feng Qingyu's hair like this, and he breathed in the fresh air. For a moment, she had the feeling that she was going to suffocate.

The beauty of breathing fresh air again, the brain that has just been blank due to lack of oxygen, after breathing fresh air again, the consciousness gradually returns.

"Feng Qingyu, let's go! Open! I! ”

Shabelle blushed and gasped. His body was as hard as iron, against her body, except for the hands that could be waved, no matter how much his body moved, it only increased the friction between the two people's bodies, causing more flames.

His eyes really breathed fire, and Sha Bei'er's angry hands were even harder, pulling Feng Qingyu's hair and pulling hard.

Feng Qingyu's eyes were scarlet, and the unexpected misfire was also unexpected by him.

When he came across Shabel, he sank into it. I just want to bury myself / into her body, go in and out hard, and enjoy the pinch/tight ecstasy/soul in her extreme tightness/suffocation.

"You try again."

The voice was hoarse, and the aroused desire was vigorously against Shabel. The degree of hardness is that Shabel, who is against the leg socket, is a little painful.

Shabelle opened her red and swollen lips that were kissed, and was glared at by Feng Qingyu's scarlet eyes, and suddenly it was like a full balloon being poked...... Deflated......

Except for glaring back at Feng Qingyu, she really didn't dare to move anymore.

This man ......

Beasts are not as good as beasts!

In this state, in this position, he can pull his clothes at any time......

The two of them clung to each other, only to feel that something he was pressing against the socket of his leg did not stop, but became harder and harder. When Sha Belle felt Feng Qingyu spontaneously swelling there, she could only be angry in her heart and didn't dare to make a move. At this time, he could only be silent, waiting for him to ease his desires.

Hasn't he always had a lot of self-control?

It's pressed here, and you can't move. The complaints in my heart can only be in the bottom of my heart, and I dare not speak out. Until......

"Wind! Lift up! House! ”

Shabel felt her hand suddenly grabbed and pulled down, and immediately pulled back. Her strength and Feng Qingyu were not on the same level at all, and in a moment, she felt Feng Qingyu pull her hand down and press it directly on a place where he was still growing vigorously.

There was anger in his round eyes, but there was shyness in the anger.

"By hand, or by ......"

Feng Qingyu didn't say anything later, but just stepped forward and pushed against Shabel, which was extremely suggestive.

"Nope."

Shabelle's hand was still pulled back, and her hand was sandwiched between the two people, pressed somewhere on him, and it seemed that her palm was going to be burned through her clothes.

Feng Qingyu was much taller than Shabel, his head slightly buried in the side of Shabel's neck, and his thin lips biting her earlobe. It's not that she can't suppress her desires, it's just that she is in her arms, and there is someone available, so you don't have to use it in vain.

The hand could not be withdrawn, but it was not clenched into a fist, and it did not follow his wishes. The earlobes were almost red and dripping blood, and I was ashamed and annoyed.

In this situation, she would even react......

Hate your own body that doesn't fight to death......

Feng Qingyu didn't seem to hear Sha Bei'er's refusal, and his thin lips were still teasing the sensitive places behind Sha Bei'er's ears. Holding her hand with one hand and sticking it to her swelling place, because of the slight backward relationship between her hips, the upper body is more tightly attached to Shabelle's body.

The two white rabbits on his chest were pressed by Feng Qingyu, and there was a feeling of pain.

The other free hand went around to the side, and spontaneously prepared to untie Sabelle's pants!

Skillfully unbuttoning the buttons,

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