085 “Full of Honey” Banana 16

His fingers continued to reach down and touched the poor red and swollen pedicle.

“Hmm~” She frowned and bit her lower lip lightly to suppress the broken moans in her mouth.

Why…the feeling when he touched her there was so different from her own masturbation?

He was obviously much more skillful than her. His fingers, which were wet with semen, touched the delicate and sensitive flower core very gently.

His hand had some kind of magic power. The small area he touched felt soft and numb, and the comfort made her tremble slightly.

After she got used to the stimulation, he began to speed up, rubbing and pressing his thumb against the fleshy buds, and stroking it quickly.

“Ah! No, no, no more…oooooo, no!”

She screamed intermittently, her legs became weak for a while, her vagina couldn’t help but spasm, and her little mouth that spat out the crystal liquid became tighter and tighter, like a purse that suddenly tightened.

But he was still stimulating her pink hole and flower pedicle, deepening her pleasure.

“Ah!~” She raised her voice, and her lower body suddenly spurted out clear and transparent liquid, which wet his hand.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Because of her over-excitement, her hands clung to the edge of the stove, and slender veins popped out.

He chuckled and said, “Xiuxiu, you squirted…”

He rubbed between her legs for a while, until clusters of tingling currents shot up from her tailbone, and the eye at the top of the cock opened, spewing out a large amount of thick white liquid.

After the afterglow of the climax passed, she gasped with a flushed face, her arms slowly dropped, and she put her body weight on the man behind her.

She now felt sore in her waist and weak in her legs, as if she would collapse to the ground in the next second.

“So tired.” Her voice was a little hoarse. She nestled in his arms, her whole body filled with an aura of laziness.

“Then take a rest.” He said, zipping up his slacks.

His crotch was soaked by her wetness, as if he had knocked over a glass of water.

“Chengjin, did we have such intense sex before?” she asked.

When she thought of how violently he looked like he was going to fuck her to pieces just now, she felt inexplicably scared from the bottom of her heart.

“Well…” He pondered for a while, “Because you like to see me go crazy for you in bed.”

Wen Xiu covered her face shyly.

God, what kind of woman was she before?

“Gurgling…” Her stomach growled untimely.

She swallowed her saliva in embarrassment and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

“Are you hungry?” He pinched her cheek.

“Well…”

She woke up early in the morning and didn’t eat anything. She had done so intensely with him just now and consumed so much energy. It was strange that she wasn’t hungry now.

“Then you take a rest and I’ll prepare breakfast.”

He said, picked her up and placed her on the sofa in the living room.

After breakfast, she went into the bathroom to take a shower and put on a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans.

She rubbed her somewhat weak lower back and slowly walked towards the study at the end of the second floor.

I heard from Jiang Chengjin that she used to be a professional writer and all her published books were placed in her study.

Maybe, looking at what she wrote in the past will be helpful to her in recovering her memory.

She thought this, and when she passed the stairs, she suddenly met Jiang Chengjin.

She looked at him in astonishment, “It’s almost ten o’clock now, don’t you have to go to work?”

Unexpectedly, he said lightly: “I have quit my job.”

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PS: Another day for collections and beads (*/ω＼*)