113 Chapter 112 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”
byYoung mermaid x pervert duke (16) [h]
Molde couldn’t bear the way she begged for pleasure.
Within a few breaths, Molde was on top of Kena.
The soft breasts were held by his big hands, making people want to play with them and twist them. He found her sensitive spots with ease and made her gasp for them.
Kena’s face was blushing, and the teasing in this state was even more unbearable for her. Her eyes were tightly closed, her whole body tensed up nervously, and her fishtail was controlled by Molde on her crotch.
The corners of his mouth turned up, and he explored the city step by step, first to the soft snow hills, and then to the flat belly, kissing her step by step.
Molder was like a hunter who was not in a hurry, and he was bound to make her feel the beauty of it. He just looked at that pussy, which could not accommodate him at all, so now he moved very lightly, waiting for her to relax before he invaded her.
His fingers teased the red bead, and the strength of his hand unconsciously increased. His head rested on Kena’s shoulder and neck, and the breath was in his ear.As if there was magic, wherever his hand touched, Kena was trembling with desire and shyness.
Kena’s eyes were confused, and she was about to go crazy from being tortured by this familiar tickling. At this time, there was a wet feeling in her pussy behind her, as if she was ready.
Molder’s hand touched the pussy opening from behind. Under the sliding of the warm liquid, it became a little larger than before, but it was just not enough to accommodate it.
He inserted one more finger and expanded it very patiently until the two fingers turned into three.
Molde found that Kena’s eyes were resting on his lower abdomen, and he unconsciously raised his eyebrows for a moment. The next second, he felt that his actions were a little ridiculous.
He is obviously no longer a young boy, but he still behaves in such a childish manner.
He hugged Kaina’s waist from behind. In the past, he would never have imagined that this day would happen, but why, when this person was Kaina, he didn’t feel disgusted.
Perhaps, there was a place in his heart that had collapsed, and he wanted to accommodate this little person.
Kena felt some pain from the cock poking her hole, so she moved forward unconsciously, but how could Mold allow her to retreat at this time.
He pulled her body, turned the other end, and kissed her fiercely, arousing her sweet tongue to entangle with him.
The body fluids were aroused, and the lips were red and slightly swollen from the kiss. Kena’s thoughts gradually became hazy. Mold found the right opportunity, looked at Kena like this, and penetrated the mysterious pussy hotly and unceremoniously.
Kena screamed, with water droplets from the pool at the end of her eyes, dripping on both sides of her cheeks: “It hurts…”
Molder couldn’t help but gasp. It was too tight. The moment he inserted it, he brought in the pool of water. The huge pressure made it difficult for him to insert it.
You can’t move even if you want to.
Molde comforted Kena in a low voice. In fact, he himself was so suppressed that his eyes were red: “Father wants to mate with Kena, and he wants Kena to give father a child, okay?”
The tender flesh of her pussy twisted him, making him tense up and want to twitch violently, but Kena’s body really didn’t allow him to do this. He bent his head and kissed her snow-white skin again.
Kisses fell one after another on the back, and Kena couldn’t help but gasp and sob: “Father…Kena wants to give birth to a child for her father…it hurts…Father…Kena hurts so much.”
Her body was so petite that Molde couldn’t bear to hear her cry out in pain, so he withdrew from her body and carried her to the shore.
Fishtail was lying on the white bath towel, Kena was lying on the ground, and Mold stared closely at the pussy, which was only a little red but not torn yet.
Somehow, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a towel and wiped Kena’s tail, and still transformed into a human form…
Kena watched Molder wiping her tail and became excited.When the tail is dry, there will be no mating. She doesn’t want it. She wants to mat with her father.
Kena anxiously grabbed Molde’s hand and asked him to stop his movements: “Father, Kena doesn’t hurt anymore. Kena doesn’t hurt anymore. Don’t leave Kena.”
Molde hugged her body and coaxed softly: “What we did before was also mating. My father has been mating with Kaina a long time ago. He will never leave Kaina.”
Kena, who is usually very smart, is very persistent and determined at this time that she is right: “No, only fish tails are mating, father…”
Tears welled up in her eyes, and Molder pressed his temples. He hated to see her cry the most. This little guy mastered this skill very well.
Kena struggled to move toward the water, and the silver scales on her body were about to suffer. Molde picked up her body and dragged her under the water.This time she said it herself, he would no longer show mercy.
Although he said that, in fact, Molde waited until Kena relaxed before inserting.
After a while, the pain in her pussy turned into an indescribable feeling. Kena gasped lightly, Molde half-closed his eyes, parted his lips, gently held her earlobe, and said: “Kena, father likes to hear you scream.”
Kena wanted to shout, but her desire was stuck there, unable to move up or down. Her body was constantly shaking from the impact of the man. Her two plain white hands could not find a point of support, and they were about to fall into the water every time, only to be pulled up again.
The way she was panting but unable to moan made Mold want to hear her moan more and more. He moved violently, breathing rapidly, and held her lower lip in his mouth, preventing her from biting her lip, and making broken sounds.
“Uh-huh…uh-huh…”
Kena couldn’t bear it, the pleasure was too strong, and her moans turned into cries, which became louder and louder: “Father… so fast… ha…”
He held the end of Kena’s buttocks, raised it a little higher, and entered more violently. The blazing giant pounded Kena like a thick wooden stick.
Continuously breaking open the delicate softness and going deeper, honey juice splashed everywhere. Kena was caught off guard and was poked to the deepest part: “Ah——”
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