The Temptation: Beautiful Female Boss

Heart surprised, witch, as if she cried! I quickly moved my face away and looked at her. Her tears ran down her cheek to her lips and penetrated into her lips. I gently licked the corner of the witch's mouth and supported her hair with my hand. I tried my best to press her beautiful crying face into my chest. After a while, in the quiet space, only my breathing and her weeping voice.

The sound of the elevator opening, someone out of the elevator, our door did not close, someone came to the corridor, the witch quickly stood up straight, went to the door closed, and then turned back to see me, grabbed my injured left hand, walked towards her bedroom. Inside the door, there was another silent kiss.

I hold her hips tightly with both hands and rub the plump hips. The witch's legs wrap around my legs. Her arms slide on my back like vines. I kiss her lips, her eyebrows, her long eyelashes with tears, her beautiful face that I can never see enough. She arched her body, moved down from her face, and kissed her neck, her collarbone, her shoulders, and then her white chest.

The witch wanted to push me away for some reason,

but because of the reaction force, we both fell to the row of sofas, stirred up the cushions heavily, and then buried them in the upper layer of our * *.

I put my right hand into her milky white coat, through the invisible chest belt, fiercely pulled them off, so unimpeded, straight to the double peaks that let me fall into madness! I grabbed her left breast, her fingertips feeling her frenzied heartbeat, waiting for her groaning, and her mouth again blocking her bright red lipped lips. The left hand grasps her right hand tightly, guides that smooth cold jade arm, stealthily passes through my ball pants, grasps to my hard murder weapon!

Her right hand trembled. When she touched my male symbol, she turned her claws into palms and stroked the inside of my thighs. This kind of stimulation was so strong that I increased the strength of my right hand again. She crumpled her hard to hold Ru room. She snorted again, which seemed very happy. I let her touch my male Gen's right hand, which was full and tall Then I was brutally conquered in the palm of my hand!

As soon as I raised my arms, her suspender and pink bra were pulled back to the root of her neck, and the white Nai appeared trembling in my blood red eyes!

I completely lost my sense. The bright red two points were like the guiding lights in the night, shining my eyes. I buried my head in biting the cherry on her right chest and sucking it. She said: "Yang Rui, no!"

Where can I manage so much? My right hand increased the strength of kneading. I obviously felt that her cherry had hardened into a walnut, and my left hand had gone down the waist to her last line of defense, the lace pants under the denim skirt!

Just when I pulled open the small underwear as thin as cicada wings and threw it to the unknown place, the walnut in my hand and mouth began to shake violently. The witch clamped her thigh and tried to push me away with her hand, accompanied by intermittent crying: "you can't do this to me!"

I yelled, "why can't I do this to you?"

The strength of the witch's hands was obviously weakened. She stopped sobbing and groaning. I stroked her forbidden area, where it was as smooth and tender as her skin, and mixed with soft, sticky and hot!

Regardless of the physical abnormality of the witch at this time, I was like a beast in the heat period, brutally carrying out my tyranny and resentment, and the oppression and confusion of many days became the best catalyst. I loosened the tie of my pants, slightly lifted my legs, it slipped to my ankle, and my red cannon was ready to go!

The witch no longer wriggled, but closed her eyes and let her tears fall. I tried not to look at her delicate expression. I buried my head deep in the towering * * with my left hand holding the weapon of revenge, and my left and right feet forced into her legs. As soon as I opened, her last forbidden area would be open in my muzzle!

I forced a, the ring around the grip will be wrapped in my lower body, I can't help the hum!

The cushions of the sofa were blown all over the floor by the impact. Every time I hit it, it was like the last sprint. It was full of strength and rigidity. The witch frowned and blushed

I don't know whether my physical strength dropped after playing, or I haven't met the super tender girl for a long time. It was too exciting. I just went in and out rudely for dozens of times, and then I ran out of ammunition. After a convulsion like electric shock, I was paralyzed between the twin peaks and the wetland, only gasping with the breath of the witch.

After I said that, the witch no longer resisted, but she didn't respond. Like a corpse, she let me rush around. When I gasped on her, she just closed her eyes and didn't make any noise.

After the storm, I don't know how long it lasted. I took out my younger brother, who was like a defeated general, and turned over to lie on the open space between the coffee table and the sofa, with a chill on my back.

The witch doesn't cry any more. She reaches for her clothes and puts her left hand down on my belly. She presses it gently. Then a slightly tough voice says, "are you satisfied?"

I don't speak. My mind is full of pictures just now. I grabbed her left hand, put it to my mouth and gave her a kiss gently!"Why?" My face clings to her hand, feeling the wetness and tenderness of her palm.

This is my third question, and I'm most sure of it. I don't believe that after going to Wushan, the witch can treat me so coldly!

Sure enough, the witch sighed, "Yang Rui, go take a bath first, let me Be quiet, will you? "

A "OK?" Let me break my heart, I sit up, turn my head and kiss deeply. The witch holds up my face with her hands, and her fingers touch my wet hair. This kiss is different from every one before. It's just a pure kiss, no * *, no impulse, and there's a sense of tranquility and warm aftertaste.

Not enough kisses, not enough questions. It's a pity that I stink of sweat

The witch pushed away my face, the residual tears in her eyes were shining, and she gave a strange smile: "go and take a bath!" Then I poked my eyebrows with my fingers. I got up slowly, stepped out of my pants and stared at her all the time. I backed back to the door of the bathroom, and the door didn't close, so I began to wash.

I wash very slowly. Recently, I've never been relaxed and comfortable, which fills my body. I can't help but enjoy the comfort of cold water sliding through my body under the sprinkler. I can't help laughing when I hear the witch packing the house outside. I didn't expect that I would have such destructive power. This violent process made me addicted!

When I showed up naked at the door of the bathroom, the witch had already cleaned up the room. She felt that I came out and threw my clothes over.

I just like the cool and arrogant appearance of the witch. I put on a T-shirt to just block my lower body.

I jumped onto the sofa and reached for her shoulder. She didn't wear anything inside. Through her open collar, I could see the obvious gully. I greedily extended my head to her clavicle and licked it gently.

The witch reached out and pushed me away. I was sitting on the sofa with my eyes on her face.

"Can you tell me everything?" I stretched her left hand over her shoulder and stroked her soft shoulder. She took a deep breath, turned her head and looked at me quietly with tears on her face.

"Do you know what your weakness is?" The witch suddenly asked a puzzling question and didn't answer.

"Lust!" I gave her a kiss on the earlobe with the eardrop on it, and said a little unorthodox.

"No!" The witch said to me, "it's too impulsive!"

"That's also the impulse caused by lust. As the saying goes, my fair lady is a gentleman..." I'm starting to talk again.

"Don't talk to me in a greasy voice. I can tell you one thing very responsibly. Part of the reason why I came back is because of your impulse!" The witch wiped the mark on her face. Although her tone was tough, her eyes were as gentle as water.

"Is it?" I was a little surprised. "What does it have to do with me when you come back?"

"Perhaps, that's what makes me excited. "

" so You're eating with the guy? Is it really Your father introduced it? " What I really want to know is the answer.

"You don't have to know what I did!" The witch flatly refused to continue explaining the answer to this question.

"Why! I'm suffering so much, and your father introduced you to the rich man. What do you want me to think? "

The witch also lost in thought about my question. She watched TV and was silent.

After a long pause, the witch said, "some things You don't have to know too much. "

I was speechless. I didn't expect her to say such a word. Although she was very cold, I knew from the beginning that her character was just like that, but it was hard for me to accept.

The witch stopped for a while, looked slow, turned away from her eyes, looked at the TV and said, "and there is another aspect, I think you know, so many women like you, no matter who I hurt, I feel uncomfortable!"

I'm surprised again! "Do you want to push me out!? Don't you love me? "

"They are all very good girls, and I know their feelings for you. Therefore, it further strengthens my determination to ignore you. I am not worthy to be your wife. They treat you much better than I do."

The witch looked at me with grief, as if in front of me was a naughty son. I don't like such a look. She has always treated me as a child and kept everything from me. If it wasn't for me, she didn't know when she would keep it from me!

I was a little angry. On the one hand, she despised me. On the other hand, she refused to disclose the real reason of her family. But looking at her firm eyes, I knew I couldn't ask any more questions, so I had to sigh and say, "OK, I think you are kind, but how can you make up for the suffering you let me suffer? Do you know how I live these days!? Can't we have a good life? Can't we!? Can't you do it

The witch turned to look at the window and said, "isn't it enough tonight? I really want to be angry, but Blame me too. Forget it... "

My left hand reached into her clothes from her shoulder, grabbed her left breast again, and her lower body in neutral gear was immediately high. I pressed over and tried to crush her on the sofa again. She looked back at me and said softly, "what about those girls? What are you going to doPlease collect and read the latest novels on our website!

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