"I'm not sad...," she said sweetly, but stubbornly denied it, refusing to admit it.
"Really not?" "Isn't it true?" He lowered his head to suck and lick her soft breasts again, wanting to leave his kiss marks there too.
She bit her lip tightly, trying to prevent the licentious moans from escaping her lips.
But her body was still being fondled and licked with pleasure, and she continued to curl up, which he naturally noticed.
The more she tried to suppress her feelings, the more he wanted to conquer her.
He pulled back the covers, lowered his body, looked down at her tightly closed legs, assertively took away her reserve, and strong hands powerfully opened her legs, admiring her warm and moist flower canal, parting her petals, and stroking her up and down.
"Don't touch me like that..." She grabbed both of his arms with her hands and pleaded with a sugary tone.
"I'll stop touching her now," he said, and he did stop.
She was still wondering how he had become so easy to pacify. The next moment, she overturned her misconception.
He lifted her delicate bottom and licked her petals, moving up and down, licking along the straight crevice, feeling her shiver with each stroke and experiencing her orgasm that she couldn't bear.
The tide of passion continued to carry her thoughts far beyond the heavens, and she clutched the sheets tightly, unable to resist the intrusion of his loving desire.
"Braden, don't do this... I can't handle it...," she said with a trembling voice, feeling as if her soul was about to leave her body.
He didn't let her go just because she said so, but instead deliberately sucked and kissed her damp petals, sticking his tongue into her warm flower path.
His Elise clearly liked him like this, her body was scorching hot, and her passage was damp and hot, even soaking a small part of the bed sheet.
Honey, I can't take it anymore... "she exclaimed with a sweet gasp, unable to resist.
This sentence is like a secret passage, successfully stopping him from torturing her. He really likes her calling him that way.
He straightened his back, sat up, and pulled her, who was almost collapsing, onto his lap, forcing her to only look at him and think of nothing else.
"What did you just say? "He held her white breasts and gently kissed them.
No... "She dared not say it again, afraid that he would be like that again and she would not be able to bear it.
Really? "He sucked and kissed her chest, his fingers moving down restlessly, caressing her flower hole.
Ah... "she twisted her body and shouted coquettishly," How could you do this
My wife is so passionate, of course I want to love her well. "He licked her earlobes with his lips, and his fingers were still teasing her moist and warm pussy.
He had long wanted to call her that. For him, this was the first and only woman he wanted to marry, and the only regret he felt was not being able to fall in love with her earlier.
But so what? At least she has become his woman. When she is willing to marry him, he will immediately take her to register for marriage and give her an unforgettable and beautiful wedding.
But now, he has to love her well first.
"I hate it... why touch it like this... "She let out a moan, her body trembling, her lotus arms wrapped around his neck, and her legs involuntarily hooked around his waist.
The more he listened to her say this, the more he deliberately tortured her, thrusting his fingers into her cute and sweet little hole while soothing her clitoris.
She is just so stubborn, even though she wants him, she refuses to honestly face her body.
"Because he loves you. "He grabbed the back of her head, sucked and kissed her lips, and tasted her taste.
Mmm... "she moaned, both complaining and acting coquettishly," Then why don't you feed me quickly "Well, aren't you going to be honest with me?"
He was tickled by her coquettishness, untied his pants, held the hard stick that had long stood tall and swollen for her, rubbed back and forth on her wet petals, trying to unlock more shameful lewd words from her.
"Hurry up... I want to... "Her legs squeezed him even tighter, burying her head in his shoulder socket.
He kneaded her pink and delicate nipples, still waiting for her to pass the secret.
He wants her, but he doesn't want to give it to her so easily. He also wants her to call him husband and show him more cute and sweet looks.
"Shouldn't you call me something? "He held his hard rod and continued to tinker with her red and tender petals.
He just wants to see how long she can endure.
"Honey... "She obediently complied.
"Hmm? "He continued to tease her honey petals, making her flow more fresh and sweet juice.
"I want you... "She held him tightly because the feeling of being caressed was too beautiful.
"What do you want from me? "He deliberately confirmed repeatedly, just to see how she couldn't bear it anymore.
"I want you come in... I really want to... I've been waiting for a long time... "She took the initiative to twist her waist and seduced him, but this time she really forgot what shyness and reserve are.
Fool... "He followed her request and plunged straight into her wet and tender pussy," Do you know... you're really cute acting like a spoiled child
He lifted her waist and hips, pushed up with all his might, and with each powerful impact, he made a popping sound, wanting to truly pierce into her little hole.
Her narrow and tender flower path seemed to welcome him, constantly swallowing his hard stuff and enveloping him well with waves of moist and warm nectar.
Ah... you're so annoying... "She held him tighter and almost collapsed on him.
Her two cloud like tender white breasts tightly pressed against his solid chest, and as he bumped in and out, her beautiful breasts swayed up and down, making him unable to resist pinching and rubbing them.
At the same time, he made every effort to explore her wet cave, wanting her to feel his overflowing love for her and to let her know how much he loved being her husband.
He doesn't just like her like this? He couldn't help but love her deeply.
Seeing that she couldn't bear it anymore, he stopped his movements slightly to allow her to ease her plump emotions.
"When will you marry me...? "He sucked on her neck and continued to deepen his kiss.
"You're so annoying… I'm already yours…" she whispered shyly, a blush coloring her cheeks.
"What I want is for your name to be placed in the spousal bar... "He punished her harshly, continuing to thrust and hit her tender pussy:" Hmm? It seems that someone is very disobedient
"How could I... be naughty... "she cried out in small pieces, as more love juice flowed out of her honey hole:" You didn't take me to register."
"Oh? So you're willing? "He continued to pound her hot and tender flesh, arousing her desire and making her flow more honey.
"Mmm... I'm willing to... ah... "She gritted her teeth, feeling a great pain in her chest, but it wasn't an uncomfortable pain. She wanted to scream louder and be more promiscuous, not just whisper softly.
"Shout a little more... I love listening to it so much... "He whispered calmly in her ear, tempting her," It's just the two of us at home... I can only hear your voice
"Ah... so comfortable... so fond... "She took the initiative to kiss his lips, lightly biting him, trying to make him remember her scent as well.
"Then let me make you like it a little more... "He went up into her honey hole and forcefully pressed into her soft inner wall.
He pushed her crazy and coquettish, even pinching his fingers into his shoulder sockets. He became even more energetic and continued to stir the honey valley of her slender legs, feeling the trembling and wet mess in her place.
She enveloped him completely, her warmth drawing him in with a soft, rhythmic pull that left him breathless. The way her body responded, tightening around him in waves, made him ache to surrender everything to her, to leave a part of himself nestled deep within, marking their shared intimacy.
"You haven't even taken off your clothes... "She finished speaking, and her fair fingers began to explore the navy blue Egyptian cotton shirt. She urgently unbuttoned his buttons, revealing his solid chest to her.
"Waiting for you to let go..." he murmured, continuing to explore her depths with steady, unyielding intensity.
As if it wasn't enough, he buried his head in her sweet breasts, held her sweet buttocks with both hands, and wildly thrust and thrust continuously, making him almost unable to resist releasing hot fluids on her every time.
He decided to stop and not just ejaculate into her honey pot before marrying her, but she began to twist her hips and waist as if she had been hungry for a long time, making him unable to resist her love.
"Love me a little more... "She didn't care about face anymore, and in front of her beloved man, she only wanted to show him the most authentic face.
"You are simply a tormenting little fairy... "He couldn't bear her request, tightly squeezing her perky buttocks, vigorously thrusting into her wet and warm pussy, and accelerating his thrusts.
After suppressing her love juice for a long time, pushing her to a high point like heaven, he finally ejaculated into her tender pussy without reservation.
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After passionately loving her once, he took her into the bathroom to take a shower, then carried her back to bed after the shower, and gave her a nightgown to change into.
She only then realized that he seemed to have committed a premeditated crime, and there were many new clothes in his wardrobe, all of which were her size.
Not to mention underwear.
As he said before, he had already seen her and must have understood her thoroughly at that time.
As soon as she thought about it, her face blushed with embarrassment, and the intimacy she had just had, the way she couldn't help but look, must have been firmly remembered by him, right?
It's time to go to bed, "he held her in his arms and smelled the elegant fragrance of her white camellias." I'll take you to work tomorrow
She touched her neck and complained softly, "It's all yours... I don't know if I'll be misunderstood if I suddenly put on a high necked shirt
That's great, you're mine, and I hope more and more people know about this. "He kissed her smooth and translucent forehead and said," I can't let Zayne introduce you to a man.
Are you jealous? "She smiled, realizing how beautiful it feels to be needed.
"What's there to be jealous about? You were always meant to be mine." What he wouldn't admit, though, was that his heart was still racing.
Her soft body exuded a fragrant scent that tickled his desire. He knew it was too late to bully her anymore, but she was in his arms. How could he restrain himself?
"Of course I'm yours..." she murmured shyly, finally letting her true feelings slip. "Haven't I already said I'm willing to marry you?"
He was gently coaxed by her, his heart overflowing with joy. His thin lips covered her red lips, hot and affectionate. His tongue slipped into her mouth, pried open her white teeth, found her tongue, and entwined with it.
He has started thinking in his mind about how to give her a dream and unforgettable wedding.
