The domineering wife: the president lord and domineering love

Men have a perfect inverted triangle body, and every muscle line contains tension.

When he took off the last piece of shame cloth and waved his big hand, his pants were just thrown on fan Fei's head.

What a shame, how dirty!

Fan Fei mercilessly Her Majesty's eyes, pulled down her underwear and threw it back.

Soon, a squeak came from the big bed. Ji youze had already got into bed and snapped his fingers

The servants who had massaged Michelle stepped down, leaving only one servant to guard in the far corner for standby.

The skin of a man's Bronze tongue meets the white skin of a woman, one black and one white, with overlapping light and shadow.

Fan Fei chose a pen and planned to draw a sketch.

Because the drawing time is the shortest——

"Take a good look."

A voice as low as Satan came from the room.

"Draw it and give it to me for inspection."

With Ji youze treating fan feicoin the same way, he treats Michelle with extra tenderness and indulgence, just like a fragile product under his body.

First, there was a long foreplay. Her head was big, her forehead and nose kissed her toes all the way.

Gentle, gentle description.

"Ready?" he asked, biting her lip.

Michelle put her hands around his neck: "I like you to kiss me and kiss me again."

Ji youze smiled and kissed her lips.

All the lights in the room are on. Swarovski's crystals are stacked one after another. They hug each other tightly and clasp their fingers, as if they were really sentimental lovers of life and death.

And completely forgot that there were others in the room.

It's strange that they can do so selflessly under the attention of others?

"Michelle, I'm coming in..."

After the long kiss, the man full of desire seems to be a desperate trapped beast, eager to straighten his waist

"Pain..."

Fan Fei's hand shook and scratched the paper.

He had thought that he was rude and could not control his strength, so he would be cruel to her.

It turned out that he had a gentle side, but his Wenrong never belonged to her.

Fan Fei took a deep breath, exhaled, took off the paper and prepared to draw again.

That sensational voice had sounded in her ears, and she found that her palms were sweating

"Pain? Baby." Ji youze slowly filled his movements: "I was so rude just now..."

"It doesn't matter." Michelle touched his face and said affectionately, "just be comfortable."

"I prefer you to be comfortable..."

Fan Fei shook her brush hard and put it into two sections. The antique painting is not painted on paper, but a stroke in her Naihai, her heart, her indelible memory

Know that when she was old, she would not forget that there was a man who hurt her like this.

Ji youze - I hate you!

Sweat dripping on the paper soaked her whole body.

"Youze... Youze... I love you..." the voice of a woman who has no goods is mixed with a few unbearable. With the popularity emitted from her body, it swings in the air and makes people blush.

The man galloping on her has a cold breath, leaving several women's unbearable scratches on his solid back.

"Baby, I love you too."

The man's low voice is a confused response.

"I finished painting!!" fan Fei's voice sounded untimely. It was loud and loud. Ji youze almost let it out on the spot