Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
For three consecutive nights, every time Bai Wei lies beneath me, I can't help but ask her about the details of the night she spent with that man. And every time I ask, she becomes extremely excited, immediately becoming wet, blushing, twisting and turning, tightly entwining me, kissing me deeply, while panting and intermittently telling me those details. At the same time, we make love wildly, each time for a long time, two or three times every night, making me have to rely on Cialis to handle her.
It was that kind of clandestine affair that night, which completely unleashed the lasciviousness deep within her soul. It's true as some books say, in fact, every woman is lascivious, especially those young women who usually exude elegance and seem untouchable. The desire for an affair hidden deep in their hearts is actually even stronger, because they bury this unspeakable desire in the most secret place in their hearts.
Because it's hidden deeply and suppressed heavily, so once it erupts accidentally, it will be more intense and passionate than the average woman. Bai Wei is just like that. That evening after dinner, we cuddled together to watch TV. I kissed her delicate earlobe and quietly asked her, "Do you still want to go tonight?"
She knew what I was asking, her face immediately turned crimson, and she lightly punched my chest, saying, "bad guy, I don't want to go!"
From her blushing face and the rapid rise and fall of her chest, I knew she must have been moved.
So I hugged and kissed her passionately, and quietly slipped my hand under her skirt to touch her.
Wow, it's so wet. I lightly touched her delicate little nose and teased her, "You said you didn't want to go, but as soon as we mentioned it, you got all wet like this!"
"Hey, you're bad, teasing me like that!"
She quickly closed her eyes, hugged my neck tightly, and buried her blushing face in my chest. Through our thin clothes, I could feel her cheeks burning hot.
I deliberately asked her, "Are you going or not?"
She didn't answer me, just hid her head against my chest and nodded slightly, then kissed me.
While kissing, she said, "Kiss me, kiss me well, touch me and then I'll go."
We kissed passionately for a while, and then I pushed her away to change clothes. She walked softly into the bedroom, and I took out a dress from my bag and gave it to her: "Here, a gift for you, perfect for tonight."
"Wow, Giada, such a great brand, thank you," she exclaimed, giving me another hot kiss. Then she looked at the dress, tilted her head, and said softly, "This is a dress, but I think I'll wear a jumpsuit instead. I feel more elegant and sexy in a jumpsuit."
I gave her a white casual suit set, with a thin knitted vest on top and a loose-fitting knee-length A-line skirt on the bottom. She clearly didn't understand my good intentions. I explained to her with a mischievous smile, "This is better than a jumpsuit. It looks casual and elegant, subtly revealing your charming curves in nobility. It's a kind of subtle and ambiguous sexiness, and also, and also..." I intentionally left it hanging, not continuing.
"And also what? Come on, tell me!" she anxiously asked.
"And, and, and it's more convenient than Jumpsuit!" I winked at him and said with a mischievous smile.
She immediately understood, a blush spread across her face again, and she threw herself into my arms, hitting me with a series of small punches.
Coquettishly, she said, "You're a bad guy, a bad guy, you bad guy, are you trying to make it convenient for someone to touch your beloved wife's breasts, you big rogue bad guy!"
Comment 0 Comment Count