[R18] A Story of Marriage and Debauchery (NP) – Chapter 68 of “The Story of Marriage and Orgy (NP)” [English]

Deep affection (H foot licking play)

When Wen Qiyu woke up, the emperor was sitting on the bedside, wiping the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.

She broke out in a profuse sweat, dripping all over her body.He kept talking nonsense and looked painful.

The emperor dismissed the morning court for the second time because of her. He collected the memorials and piled them up in the imperial study, but he never looked at them.

When she saw Liu Sheng’s eyes were bloodshot and there was a bruise under his eye socket, she wanted a man to take care of her for a long time.

“Am I sick again?” the beauty asked timidly, as cute as a little white rabbit.

“What can Yu’er remember?” He’s voice was hoarse, as if he hadn’t been in the water for a long time.

His dark eyes rolled, and finally he looked at the man and shook his head.

That’s all.The female doctor said it would take some time for her to recover.

Liu Sheng said “Yeah”, but couldn’t hide his downcast expression.

“My body is wet.” She muttered dissatisfiedly.

Just now I deliberately covered her and asked her to get rid of the fever and poison.At this moment, she had just woken up and was feeling tired. The man said gently, “I will wipe your body.”

The maid on the side presented a silver basin with a basin of clear spring water.

The emperor lifted her quilt and unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her seductive body.

The poor nipple tips are still black and blue after a day and a night.Liu Sheng wet the handkerchief and carefully wiped his nipples, but he heard the beauty keep gasping for air and her body twitching.

Seeing this scar, the emperor couldn’t help but think of yesterday’s events, and immediately said with a straight face: “Do you know that you were wrong about yesterday’s Midwinter Banquet?”

Wen Qiyu pouted and did not answer, looking aggrieved.

“Are you still reasonable?” the man asked displeasedly, but his hand movements did not stop. He had already wiped one breast clean and turned to the other round breast.

“What should I do if I’m hot?” she’s voice was like a cat’s meow, sharp and crispy, containing dissatisfaction.

“Won’t you tell me if you feel hot?” The hand that was wiping her big breasts wrapped the nipples through the handkerchief and grasped them whole.

“Ugh!” The old wound on the tip of the nipple has not healed and a new one has appeared, and the pain is heart-piercing.But the beauty said stubbornly: “Didn’t you say that I’m not allowed to speak at the banquet? Do you blame me?”

The emperor’s hand suddenly lost strength, and his big breasts fell heavily, hitting her chest.

After a long time, Liu Sheng sighed and said, “You must be a fairy sent by God to conquer me.”

Wen Qiyu curled her lips and said, “It’s still very wet down there, please wipe it for me.”

The emperor burst out laughing when he heard this and said, “As you command, Your Majesty the Queen.” It’s true, what’s the point of arguing with a “five-year-old” girl.

The beauty unbuttoned her obscene pants and threw them aside.

The center of the leg was shockingly red.It turns out that both labia have been congested since being injured.He didn’t give her any medicine, because the scenery here was so beautiful and tempting that he wanted her lips to be plump and swollen throughout her life.

Liu Sheng simply lowered his head and buried it between her legs. He opened his mouth to hold two pieces of the fairy meat, sucking and teasing hard, causing the beauty’s body to tremble and her hole to shrink.

The little thing is extremely sensitive.He’s head was buried deeper, with two pieces of beautiful meat in his mouth, his long tongue thrust straight into the hole, stirring wildly inside.He felt that his tongue was surrounded by balls of nectar, which was warm and moist, and there was a faint scent of daughter in his nose.

Liu Sheng raised a stream of nectar with the tip of his tongue, and retreated all the way out until his tongue picked up the silver thread and left the honey hole. The sticky silver thread stretched out in the air, and finally broke half of it, soaking the bed sheet, and half of it entered the man’s mouth.

“Why, it’s getting wetter…” She looked at him in confusion and twisted her butt uncomfortably.With this twist, a large stream of vaginal essence inside was pushed out, and it rushed downwards, as spectacular as spraying urine.

The scene in front of me is breathtaking.

The emperor simply hates and loves her!

This body is as alluring as ever, making men obsessed with it.So mature and plump, so sensitive and delicate, I wish I could penetrate the flower grotto.But she has the mind of a child, and she used her actions time and time again to tell the emperor not to argue with her.He was so angry that his teeth itched.

“Oh, it’s so wet and uncomfortable.” Seeing that the man was not moving, Wen Qiyu had no choice but to stretch out her small hands and bury her index fingers into the hole, digging out the thick semen inside.Her body is so horny that the more she digs out, the more she digs out, endlessly, and he is worried that she may be dehydrated.The man stretched out his hand to stop her, grabbed her small hands and put them on both sides, and the honey from her index fingers wet the palms of his hands.

“Your body is so lascivious. It excretes several waves of yin essence every day. After sleeping all day from yesterday to today, too much has accumulated in it. I will help you drain it.” After saying this, the emperor lifted the base of her legs, pressed the beauty’s knees to both sides of his body, and raised his two jade feet upward toward the sky.The flower grotto opens the door even more, and the moment the male root enters, it will be firmly absorbed.

“Ha.” The two of them groaned at the same time.

Seeing she looked satisfied, her eyebrows were crescent.Liu Sheng couldn’t help but feel emotional. He fucked his hole with tenderness and sweetness, pressing against her tender core every time. Soon he heard her gasping and crying, her belly twitching and her legs swinging in the air.

“Ah, it’s so comfortable…” Her body felt like the rain came after a long drought, and her vagina was sucking his penis almost hungrily. It was so satisfying that it was like a torrent rushing through her.

Liu Sheng looked at her affectionately and ordered: “Call Brother Sheng!”

“Ah, Brother Sheng, ah, harder…” she shouted subconsciously.This name seemed very familiar and lingered in my heart for a long time.

When the man heard this sound, he moved like crazy and crazy, causing the dragon bed to creak, and the curtains were shaken so much that they were torn off and scattered on the ground.

“Ah, it feels so comfortable…” God, she felt that her whole body was focused on the intersection of the two of them. Every time she slapped her tender core, she lost her soul. Gradually, she felt as if her soul had left her body. The pleasure in her body had exceeded the upper limit of what it could bear, and her lower body was irrigating everything like a downpour.

Liu Sheng was also strangled by her beautiful hole and almost had diarrhea.He forced himself to continue thrusting, but saw a pair of jade feet dangling in mid-air on both sides.The beauty’s feet are as white as jade, her fingernails are pink and tender, and her toes are small and attractive.

By some strange coincidence, the emperor, while violently beating her, grabbed one of her little feet and brought it to his mouth. He took a bite of her little toes in his mouth.

“Ahhh!” She shouted even louder, “Brother Sheng, help me!”

Liu Sheng seemed to be inspired. He licked his shaved fingers carefully with his tongue one by one, covering her feet with saliva, then slid to the soles of her feet, and teased her feet with his tongue in circles…

“Ah ah ah, I can’t do it anymore, wu wu wu, Yu’er belongs to Brother Sheng, Yu’er belongs to Brother Sheng!”

Liu Shengding was on the spot and even forgot about the rhythm.

She has been back in the palace for three months, but this is the first time she calls herself Yu’er.Although he always called Yu’er on weekdays, she was unwilling to admit it and even complained a little about him changing her name.

“Say it again!” He used his hands hard to scratch out red marks on her white feet.

“Oooh, don’t stop, Yu’er feels so comfortable.” She twisted her waist uncomfortably, feeling her penis slap against the flower wall, craving for his movements.

There was warm moisture under the man’s eyes.He smiled and said: “Okay.” He then withdrew half of the meat rod and hit it hard to the end again, as if it penetrated the depths of her soul.The thrusts are torture to her soul.

Wen Qiyu’s feet were caught together by the he, the soles of the feet were merged, the toes were stacked together, and were coated with layers of body fluids by the man’s tongue… This posture almost made her feet cramp and numb, which made her feet even more powerless, becoming a plaything in the man’s palm, being molested in every possible way.