002 Chapter 1 of “Quickly Wear (Only with H can there be love)”

Chapter 1: Preface (h)

“Hmm…ah…hard…not enough…Rourer…need more…ah…ah…ah…”

I saw the innocent and lovely girl with dimples and red cheeks, and she was crying coquettishly and coyly. The man clasped the girl’s slender waist with both hands, and the thick and ferocious dark cock roughly went in and out. The girl’s pussy was sticky and slippery, and the semen kept pouring out, flowing through the perineum and dripping on the white sheets.

The man reached down to the girl’s lower body with his free hand and rubbed the girl’s clitoris with his hand. The girl responded to the man’s thrusting, her buttocks kept twisting, and she kept making coquettish moans from her mouth.

“Ah…it feels so good…Rourer…it’s almost here…”

The girl suddenly felt a spasm in her pussy. The tender mucous membrane inside the pussy wall was tightly wrapped around the thick cock, and a stream of hot semen was ejected. It turned out that the girl actually squirted.

The man’s huge cock thrust more powerfully, and the vaginal hole was already tight and petite. The jade wall of the girl’s climax vagina was wrapped and contracted, as if thousands of small mouths were sucking the rod. The man immediately trembled, and he hugged the girl’s delicate and delicate waist and made a final fierce sprint. The hot semen of his semen was shot into the girl’s deep womb.Meat.Art.Group: five.eight.six.nine.nine.seven.five.one.zero

Ding Rou opened her eyes, her slender white hands gently pressed against her temples, and she was dreaming again. She started dreaming every night since she was 17 years old, and she had sex with all kinds of men in her dreams. It has been going on for 5 years now, when will it stop…

Ding Rou has never experienced the warmth of family. As far back as she can remember when she was a child, her parents have always been very busy and were never at home for more than a week a month.Her parents divorced when she was 10 years old. Later, her parents started their own families and had children. Ding Rou felt that she was redundant. Although her parents divorced, they still gave her enough pocket money. The family was originally in good condition. It was one of the best listed companies in T city and also had industries abroad.

Ding Rou lived with her father and aunt. The aunt got pregnant the year after she married her father.She was usually sarcastic in front of Ding Rou, but eventually she had enough. Ding Rou used her pocket money to buy a house and move out to live by herself. Gradually, her relationship with her parents became more and more distant.

Ding Rou has always been very strong, and her academic performance has always been the first in the grade. Later, she skipped several grades and graduated from college at the age of 20.

When she was 21 years old, she had a car accident and her legs were unable to walk. Ding Rou was unwilling to go out. She usually wrote novels at home and hired a nanny to do some housework every day and help buy some daily necessities.

Well… Ding Rou stretched her waist, she was used to having wetness all over her lower body every time she had an erotic dream, and her briefs were soaked with wetness.I got up and got into the wheelchair and went to the toilet to take a shower. Fortunately, I hired someone to help me massage and clear my meridians every day, otherwise it would be difficult to sit in the wheelchair by myself.

After washing up, I went to the living room. The aunt I invited had already prepared breakfast.

“Miss, good morning! Today’s breakfast is as you ordered yesterday. There are millet porridge, crystal dumplings, and Wang’s homemade pickles. Miss, please take your time.” The aunt walked behind the wheelchair and pushed Ding Rou across the dining table.

“Well, morning. I’m going to the bookstore after dinner. I haven’t been out for more than a month. Auntie, please be busy first.” Ding Rou started to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, Ding Rou went out by herself. There was a bookstore in the community, very close to home.Who would have thought that a flower pot fell downstairs when I went out, and I felt a pain in my head, and then I saw my body lying on the ground, with blood on my head.

Is he dead? It doesn’t matter. Anyway, he has nothing to worry about.