Fan Ling's eyes were filled with spring, and her whole body was floating without any strength, and her body was still trembling.
how so?
What a discomfort!
What a great feeling!
But why does it smell strange under this discomfort? It seems that there is a habit in my heart. Is this the case between men and women? [
So wet!
Mu Feng sniper smiled, looked at his pants filled with water stains, and quickly took off his clothes, revealing his clear body. Looking at the scars on his body, Fan Ling's face became even more shy, and she closed her eyes in panic, protecting the chest of her underwear with one hand and the other hand, protecting the delta filled with water stains.
"Lingling, you react so much." Mu Feng lay down again, raised Fan Ling's chin, and looked at the delicate lips that were kissed red by him.
Fan Ling was so shy that she dared not look directly at Mu Feng's desire-filled eyes. She closed her eyes slightly and said in a broken mouth, "No more."
"Hehe, let's not talk anymore, let's do the serious business." After saying that, Mu Feng gently blocked Fan Ling's little mouth and kissed him wantonly. A pair of pink breasts kept changing shapes in his hands. Fan Ling, who had just calmed down, began to breathe again, and then he murmured heavily.
Kiss, still so jle.
From the mouth to the cheek, from the cheek to the corners of the eyes, from the corners of the eyes to the forehead, to the ears, neck, and collarbone, and finally resolutely kissed the plump breasts. When the little grapes were wrapped again, Fan Ling heard another ecstatic high sound.
One hand tightly fell into the sofa, leaving traces on it, and the other hand pressed Mu Feng's head hard, trying to drive the bad guy away, but it seemed that he couldn't make up that decision.
Mu Feng kissed casually, played for a long time, and then moved the target down. His dexterous tongue was circling on his flat belly, and he teased his cute little belly button from time to time. Every time he could feel Fan Lingjule trembling, and the moistness under him was even more than before.
"Mu·Mufeng, don't... don't do this, I... I feel so uncomfortable, huh~~Don't..." Fan Ling tried hard to suppress the discomfort and happiness, and her teeth bit her red lips tightly. Finally, she gradually forgot all her reserve. The sound in her little mouth became more gentle, and a wonderful music played in the room.
After playing on her lower abdomen for a while, Mu Feng moved his position, flipped over Fan Ling, kissed her neck, shoulders and back of her back, and climbed her charming buttocks with both hands, constantly kneading her.
Time passes by minute by minute.
Fan Ling had already forgotten everything, and she didn't know how many orgasms she had reached. She only knew that every time she was at that time, her physical strength would be reduced a little. When Mu Feng unbuttoned her pants, there was a strong burning feeling on her face.
Looking at the pink and wet pants and smelling the unique scent of a woman, Mu Feng was shocked. Under the stimulation of the sensory and smell, it was even more powerful than any medicine. The little brother under him had already raised his head high, and he felt a sense of pain when he pressed his pants.
Mu Feng turned over and removed the last restraint on his body. Without the restraint of his pants, the little brother was stronger than before. He gently kneaded through the pink pants, and he could hear the sound of trees in the black forest rubbing against each other.
At this time, Fan Ling wanted to die, and her face was so blushed that blood was almost dripping.
How can it be!
How could he touch my shameful place?
No, he can't do it.[
However, the inner struggle made Fan Ling have no substantial movements. Until Mu Feng slowly pulled out her pants and his tongue climbed in the wet and mysterious place. Fan Ling let out a loud moan again, and her whole body twitched again. A sweet spring gushed out, and the spring liquid sprayed on Mu Feng's face without bias.
Mu Feng was playing hard, stunned for a moment, reached out to wipe the water stains on his face, and smiled in his heart. This girl had reached seven orgasms in the previous drama alone. If she actually carried a gun and got on the horse, she would definitely have a stronger reaction.
Looking down at the morning dew covered with dark hair, Mu Feng did not hesitate any more. He stood up and crossed Fan Ling's legs around his waist, aimed at the spring gushing in sweet spring, and slowly penetrated into it. When he entered, Fan Ling screamed in pain and pressed her hands against Mu Feng's chest.
"It hurts~~~"
Mu Feng bent down, gently bit Fan Ling's ear, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will be very gentle."
"Don't be afraid."
"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt a lot, I'll be slower."
"But if you want to be gentler, it will hurt so much." Fan Ling's eyes were filled with resentment, and she closed her eyes slightly, allowing Mu Feng's next attack.
Mu Feng smiled proudly in his heart, held a little white rabbit with one hand, held Fan Ling's cheek with the other hand, kissed the delicate lips again, and slowly exerted force under his body, continuing to attack the depths of the Peach Blossom Land.
"Ah~~~~~ The liar, he said it doesn't hurt."
The moment the two of them were completely integrated, Fan Ling felt a heart-wrenching pain, and crystal tears oozed out of the corners of her eyes, and her ten fingers grabbed Mu Feng's back tightly, leaving deep traces.
"It won't hurt in a while."
"No, stop moving, Mu Feng, I beg you, it hurts~~~"
Mu Feng stopped moving and put his head close to Fan Ling's ear and laughed, "Lingling, congratulations on becoming a real woman, hehe."
"You said, don't move, get up quickly."
"That's not possible. The fun has just begun. Now it's painful. What's left is to make you unexpected joy." As he said that, Mu Feng printed Fan Ling's delicate lips, gently pushed his tongue, pried open his little mouth, sneaked on Xiaoxiang's tongue, diverted her sight, and started moving under him again.
Fan Ling was a little scared. She didn't believe Mu Feng's words. She said it didn't hurt anymore, but it hurt so much. Just when Mu Feng was surging, there was still a slight pain, but it was much better than before. After a few moves, the pain really disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of joyful pleasure.
"Everyone said it doesn't hurt anymore, Lingling."
"Um!"
"Then I'll speed up."
"Don't just do that, I like to be gentler."
"All right."[
After thinking about it carefully, it is the same. It is not enough to just care about yourself. After all, this is the first time this girl has done it too much. If she does it too much, it will leave a shadow. It is slower. But Mu Feng has an unprecedented feeling. It is like he is wrapped in a hot spring. The comfort can only be understood but not expressed in words.
The rough voice of a man and the moans of a woman are sometimes high and sometimes gentle, and the breath of love gradually spread throughout the room