Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

She was bumped by his out-of-control, and begged confusedly: "Husband! Ah!... Take it easy! You... hit me so painful..." Before she could speak clearly, she was knocked speechless by him, only a sound remained. Shouts echoed in the room.

After dozens of strokes, her two petals were already hurting, and she begged for mercy: "Husband, please be gentle, my petals are so painful."

Only then did he move a little slower, holding her and began to rotate and circle around his key, and she relaxed a little, hugging him to feel the stimulation of his hard stick on her flower path.

He gradually discovered the regularity of her panting, and every time she went to the flower wall near her pubic bone, she became more emotional, so he pinpointed that area and tried his best to stimulate and collide.

The stimulation in the sensitive area made her cry out immediately, and said joyfully, "Husband, you are so amazing... that's right there... so comfortable."

Hearing her affirmation, he devoted his energy to that flower wall.

He bumped her up and down dozens of times in his arms, and felt the tightness of her tight grip, so he hugged her and sat on his neck.

He brushed away the hair sticking to her cheeks for her, and kissed her smooth white and rosy skin lightly.Seeing her being tortured so weakly by him, he apologized and said, "Yun Shu, I'm sorry, I don't want to abuse you, but I want to vent my hard stick, because your technique is too powerful."

She regained her composure, responded to his words with her lips and tongue, and followed his lips all the way down, sucking and kissing his strong honey-colored chest, releasing the aggression she had just suffered.His own flower mouth is shrinking and clenching his key, as if he wants to keep it in the other place forever.

She put her love on him, but suddenly felt that the key to him in her secret ground became hard again, and began to expand again, as if it had grown a size bigger, and the volume once again supported her flower wall without leaving a single gap.

He picked her up and was about to attack again, but she stopped her and said: "Honey, wait a minute, let's go ashore, in the reeds and grass..." After saying that, he wrapped his limbs around him, ready to change places.

He nodded in agreement, without pulling out his dick, picked her up out of the spring, and walked towards the grass bed made of reeds.

The room didn't feel cold at all, she hugged his waist tightly, the firmness rubbed against his steps, and the strange touch made her smile coquettishly.

Qiao Ye put her on the grass, covered her body, pressed his pubic bone against hers, looked at her smiling face, and said affectionately: "Yun Shu, I like that you accommodate me into your body, it's so comfortable, So touching."

The grass was slightly numb to the skin, and she hugged his back tightly, making the two people's unevenness and convexity more blended, and said tenderly: "Husband, don't you want a baby? If you are in my flower, you will have it. "

He looked at the charming and beautiful her, felt relieved in his heart, and said happily, "You agree?"

She hugged him affectionately, and said softly, "I love you, of course I do."

"Didn't you refuse before?" He began to enter and exit her flower path deeply and shallowly, panting in rhythm.

She was hit by him so that her breathing became disordered, and she gasped again and again.After a long while, he said: "Because I'm afraid that we are not ready to become parents, but now I am sure, I love you, and I am willing to give everything for you."

He forgetfully kissed her lips, very touched. "Yun Shu, I love you too, you are the treasure in my hand, the most cherished treasure."

The pain of the flower petals at the entrance of the flower path became more and more obvious. She frowned and said, "I cherish you the most and still abuse me. Those two little flower lips are so painful."

Apologetically, he stopped his waist movements and asked, "How about I quit and continue next time." He didn't want to base his indulgence on her pain.

But she took his arm and said: "No, the promised * is inside, let me give birth to a baby for you."

He was moved again, nodded and said: "Okay, wait for me." As he spoke, he began to attack her one last time.

She resisted the pain from the petals, and followed his rhythm until the heat burst out.

Finally satisfied: "Hubby, every time you * are inside, I feel so happy."

He retreated from her honeycomb, kissed her lips fiercely, "Yun Shu, no matter what, I love you"

She turned over and nestled in his arms, judo: "My husband, thank you for tolerating me, awakening me, and discovering me."

He straightened her long hair, put his arms around her and said, "Beauty belongs to you, and I am accepting your gift." After speaking, he kissed her lightly on the forehead.

She smiled triumphantly, and said sweetly, "Husband, I think you can't do without me."

Qiao Ye felt a little helpless towards herself, and sighed, "I think so too."

She felt a pain below, frowned and said: "Husband, my petals hurt so much."

He let go of her tight embrace, leaned closer to her privacy, separated her legs, and observed carefully, only to find that her petals were worn out, red and bloodshot.

He blamed himself and turned over and stood up, walked to the side of a banyan tree, leaned on the trunk and bowed his head in silence.

She felt his strange emotions, struggled to get up from the grass, and walked slowly to his side, feeling the soreness and pain from her lower body.

She embraced him from behind, and said softly: "Honey, I don't blame you, it's because I'm too fragile." It's because they are together, so we can't blame him.

He turned around and hugged her distressedly, hating himself very much, "Yun Shu, it was my fault that hurt you." She hid in his arms like a wounded deer, but she didn't blame herself.

"It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose." Her tolerance made him even more uncomfortable.

"Does it hurt to walk?" He let go of her and asked with concern.

She nodded slightly, lowering her gaze and not daring to look at him.

He hugged her again, and looked up at the starry sky on the roof, with indescribable distress in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Yun Shu, I'm too cruel to be gentle with you."

She pursed her lips and said in relief: "This is not an example!"

Holding her shoulders, looking directly at her, he said, "Well, sure, if you feel uncomfortable, you must ask me to stop."

She dragged him back to the grass, sat down and exhaled, "Come rest with me, I'm so tired."

He hugged her and lay on the meadow together on his back.

The sky is full of stars, both unreal and unspeakable, with indescribable beauty. His thoughts wandered, thinking of his childhood, and said to her quietly for a moment: "Yun Shu, let me tell you about my childhood." Childhood, he Everything that is rarely recalled.

She obediently lay on his chest and said curiously, "Okay, you never told me that before."