082 “Zhao’s Daughter [NP]” Chapter 81

Chapter 81 While fucking and coaxing, Yu’er couldn’t help but let out a leak

The moonlight is bright tonight, and the backyard of Zhao Mansion is bustling.

There were several young masters drinking and having fun in the flower hall, and there were opera troupes singing outside the flower hall to add to the fun.

In the side room of the side hall, a distinguished Mistress of the Gao family was resting. The girls and boys who had received orders from the master did not dare to sleep tonight. They were all guarding outside the side room in fear, always following the orders of the Mistress of the Gao family.

Not far from the flower hall, in a small garden that is rarely visited by people, deep in the rockery with winding paths and a unique cave, a blushing and heart-pounding scene is taking place.

The fourth young lady, the most delicate daughter of the Zhao family and loved by thousands of people, was being held in the arms of the chief steward of the mansion, holding her buttocks and fucking her pussy hard.

“Oh, you, please let me go…”

The underpants had a crotchless style. Huo Yikun had just taken them off, and Zhao Shuyu had finally put them on. Now he didn’t take them off at all. There were no obscene underwear inside anyway, so he caught her and fucked her like this.

Zhao Shuyu sat with her back on Huo Yikun’s crotch. Although her lower body was inserted into the porcelain, she still felt aggrieved and unhappy. She turned around and wanted to push him.

But her little strength was not as strong as Huo Yikun who was in his prime. He wanted to penetrate the juicy and slippery pussy, but he could not bear to pull it out anymore. He pushed it hard a few times, and simply restrained Zhao Shuyu’s hands, which were moving around, and clasped them behind his back.

Then he reached forward with one hand, peeled off the loose skirt and took out the two big breasts.

After rubbing it hard for a few times, his hand slid down his waist and abdomen, passed through the hem of his clothes, and touched the joint between the two of them.

Full of wetness.

Huo Yikun felt his cock and poked open the delicate mouth, and squeezed the two swollen lips tightly.

He spread his fingers and rubbed the joint of their genitals with the semen. Hearing Zhao Shuyu’s increasingly rapid breathing, Huo Yikun buried his head in the soft and fragrant neck, biting and sucking, but did not move his crotch much. Instead, he deliberately rubbed the upturned and swollen core of the pedicle.

The little flower core has not been taken back since last night. It was teased by Zhao Xingyuan all night, and this morning it was teased by Zhao Muqing, neither lightly nor seriously.

In the afternoon, it was Huo Yikun again. He was very thoughtful. He was determined to do it and was afraid that Zhao Shuyu wouldn’t be able to bear it, so he gave her an obscene drug. By this time, the little flower core was swollen to the point of being swollen and extremely sensitive.

After he kneaded her for a while, he felt her body trembling, her holes tightening, and her wetness gushing out.

Huo Yikun kneaded a hand full of juice, found Zhao Shuyu’s ear, held the little eardrop in his mouth and asked in a low voice, “Is Yu’er feeling comfortable?”

Zhao Shuyu hummed and did not answer, obviously still angry.

Huo Yikun knew that she had a stubborn temper and didn’t want to miss this beautiful moment, so he just coaxed her while he fucked her.

So the hand kept playing with the nub, pushing the base up several times lightly and heavily, and then sucked and licked the sensitive cochlea.

Not long after, Zhao Shuyu sat on Huo Yikun’s body and trembled while ejaculating.

Although she was trying hard not to cry out, her little pussy was twitching and twitching, but it couldn’t be deceived.

After she came out, Zhao Shuyu visibly softened her waist. She didn’t say anything but couldn’t help but lean into Huo Yikun’s warm arms.

Seeing that Jiao’er was still ignoring him even though she was feeling happy, Huo Yikun began to feel anxious.

However, his expression remained normal and he said, “Yu’er is not feeling well? If not, I won’t move.”

Zhao Shuyu had just come back to her senses from the beautiful fairyland. When she heard Huo Yikun’s words, she knew that he was duplicity again and did not mean what he said.

The hand that was rubbing her core kept teasing her, but the thing inserted in her hole didn’t move, deliberately making her uncomfortable.