[R18] Encroachment (H) – “Occupation (H)” 25. The third climax [English]

He grabbed and kneaded the soft but elastic buttocks, and the meat pestle under the crotch stirred the tender flower heart, charging into the battle, drawing out pools of sticky juice.

The joint between the two was muddy, he’s pubic bone hit her buttocks, and the sound of physical fighting resounded muffled throughout the bedroom.

The air conditioner draped over he was shaking and was about to fall.

Being turned over by the red wave, the two indulged in this hearty sex and lost their minds.

The glans suddenly pressed against her G-spot, and intense pleasure rushed from the spine to the brain, exploding into gorgeous fireworks.As the climax hit, she felt like her soul was flying for nine days, her body was light and airy, and there was a faint feeling of peeing in her lower body.

He felt the vagina spasming and clamping his member, and some warm liquid dripped onto his legs. He teased: “Did you squirt after being fucked?”

“Huh?” Her consciousness was chaotic and she had no extra brain power to think.All I know is that I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. This is how I feel.

The stream of light is bright, illuminating this room with bees and butterflies in chaos.

He looked at She who was deep in lust beneath him, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, and finally weaved a love network called “Shen Shuman”, which firmly entangled He.

Jade shaft couldn’t help but suck her pussy, and almost lost her semen.

He withdrew from her body and let out a breath. When he was almost done, he inserted her again and started twitching again.

“Schumann, have you ever heard such a sentence…” he suddenly spoke.

She barely recovered from the sexual climax, “What?”

“Get yourself drunk and give others a chance.” He lowered his voice, and the magnetic male voice like a subwoofer made her ears numb.

She thought for a few seconds, and her eyes that were originally blurry and distracted suddenly widened.

What does he mean – that night, he drank so much on purpose just to get so drunk that she could “pick up the corpse”?

Then… when she did that… did he know it or didn’t he know it?

Of course he knows.Although he drank a lot that night, he was still somewhat sober.

When she rode on his body, his eyes secretly narrowed to spy on her every move.

At that time, her flower grotto was stiff and the pain during thrusting was unbearable.

In fact, he wasn’t much better. His swollen penis was pinched by her narrow hole and it hurt, but he didn’t dare to move her——

He is afraid that he will “wake up” and take the initiative, and she will become suspicious of him, and then choose to run away and avoid because of fear of him.

He wants her to take the initiative to approach him, and he will find a reason to rely on her.Instead of alerting the enemy, let her take the initiative to avoid he.

But the way she looks like pear blossoms with rain is really pitiful.

Just when he was so distressed that he wanted to “wake up” and care for her tenderly, she had already stood up and got off of him.

She stayed in the bathroom for a long time, so long that he was on tenterhooks and kept his ears open to listen to her.

Later, she came out of the toilet, picked up her bag, and left.

Because he drank alcohol, his erect penis could not go down easily, so he held on for a while, wondering if she would turn back.

After waiting around and waiting for her, he simply packed up and left the hotel.

Recalling this point, he heard she say intermittently: “Then you… um~ do you know that even if you only get married for one day, you can get divorced.”

“Divorce” is not a pleasant word.These two words were exactly on the line of his rationality. He held back his breath, straightened his waist, and pushed his glans deeply into the flower heart.

“Ah!~” she yelled, her cervix hurting slightly from being pressed by him.

He leaned close to her, and the breath of male hormones enveloped her.

“Are you willing?” he asked seriously.

Shen Shuman tilted her head to look at him.

The moonlight outlines the outline of his face, and half of his face is hidden in the darkness, except for his bright eyes, which are brighter than the morning star.

He, like she, is short of breath and hot.

He’s fleshy penis is still inside her body, racing freely.

Good times, beautiful scenery, sweetheart, all this is so beautiful.

How could she be willing to let it go?

Life, like two parallel lines that never intersect, has been twisted into a rope by mistake. How can she be willing to say “divorce” even though it is too late to be grateful to Yue Lao?

What’s more, it was she who took the initiative to provoke him.

She cannot accuse him and say that he designed her.

It feels like buying a lottery ticket and someone says you won 100 million.

After you received the prize, that person told you that you actually didn’t win, mainly because he wanted to give you money.

Tsk, the money is already in your pocket, so why care about whether you win or not.

“In times of crisis…” She just called his name sweetly, her body swaying under his rough fucking again and again.

“We’re already married, shouldn’t we call her ‘husband’?” He kissed her small mouth, and suddenly touched her clitoris with his big hand. As expected, she was startled, her tender hole tightened instantly, and her body became stiff.

“Yeah!~” The point he touched was too sensitive, making her feel numb all over.

Ignoring her struggle, he teased the red and swollen pedicle while pumping, and said persistently: “Call me ‘husband’, okay?”

“No…” She frowned, and the pleasure accumulated, causing her eyes to lose focus, and clear physiological tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, moistening the beauty mark.

He pushed forward violently, causing her delicate body to slide forward. She held on to the head of the bed, fearing that she would bump into it.

“You~ never… um~ never called me…” She wanted to say something “he”, but as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she turned out to be coquettish.

“Want to hear what I call you?” He deliberately teased her, fingering her clitoris faster and faster. In less than five seconds, she felt that she had reached the third climax, and streams of warm water spurted out from her lower body, drenching his fingers.

“Ah!~” So comfortable.

The third sexual climax was even longer than the previous two. The happiness in my heart and the excitement in my body reached an unprecedented extreme at this moment.

She closed her eyes, held her breath and concentrated, deeply remembering the ultimate feeling that he brought to her.

Her brain was foggy, and while she was half asleep and half awake, she vaguely heard he murmuring: “My wife…”