[R18] Harem chaos (NP High H) – “Harem Chaos (NP High H)” 87. I can’t help but want to do it when I’m addicted to pornography [English]

Although Xiangming was a palace maid, she was born into an official family and was just a concubine born from her aunt.

In the Song Dynasty, many low-ranking official or concubine daughters were sent to the palace when they reached a certain age. As high-ranking concubines, they learned etiquette and family management. After three to five years, when they left the palace and married, their wealth would be a hundred times higher.

This is where Xiang Ming entered the palace. Although her status was not considered noble, she was not willing to serve others. She always hoped that a sparrow could turn into a phoenix and fly on the branches. Even though she often looked at His Majesty, the master of the palace had already seen the signs. However, because Xiang Ming was not an ordinary palace maid, she could not punish her.

Soon after, Princess Lingxi’s servants were mobilized in batches, and she sent the fragrant tea to Ling Qiao’er.

Although Princess Lingxi is the only princess in the palace, since the death of her mother-in-law, the emperor has almost never set foot in the palace again, and it can be regarded as half a cold palace.

After that, the princess got married, and Xiangming, as her personal maid, had to go on the mission together.

She has always been ambitious but unwilling to be mediocre. If she had been hooked up with a young master from the Lin family, she might have become an adulterer. But how could an ordinary boy fall into her eyes?

What’s more, although the young man is considered handsome, he is far inferior to the other young masters of the Lin family and even Ling Xicheng, and it is not enough for Xiang Ming to fall in love with him at first sight.

The boy tried to show his kindness several times, but he always responded with a warm face but a cold butt.

This made Lin Xiner anxious. Xia Wanshen had been having sex every day and wanted to be together every day, but Ling Qiaoer still refused to take off her underwear. Her poor seventh brother could only touch and lick her through the underwear and drink some broth.

In less than ten days, the national mourning period is coming, and she will enter the palace again.Lin Xiner finally decided to take a desperate risk and use a specially made poison.

The poison was added to the wine, and Lin Mu’an brought the wine, so it had nothing to do with her. All she did was call the maid back, and then she found an excuse to let Xiang Ming leave while the two were drinking.

The room was brightly lit with candles, and the two of them were sitting by the window, drinking and chatting as usual.

But halfway through drinking, Ling Qiaoer suddenly noticed that Lin Muan had stopped moving. He lowered his head, his face flushed, his eyebrows twisted, and he covered his lower body with his hands.

This was not the first time that she drank with him, and she didn’t drink too much today, so she asked with concern: “What’s wrong with you?”

“Qiao’er, I feel so swollen and uncomfortable.”

“There? Are you in a hurry to pee? Go ahead, I won’t laugh at you.” Ling Qiaoer covered her mouth and smiled. At that time, the medicine on her body had not yet taken effect, so she was not aware of it.

“It’s not about convenience, it’s about bloating…” Due to the effects of the poison and drinking, Lin Mu’an felt his head was dizzy, and Ling Qiaoer’s figure in front of him swayed and became illusory in the candlelight.

However, he could still tell clearly that the feeling was different from that of urgent urination. The meat rod under his crotch swelled up, and it was extremely uncomfortable when it was pressed against his pants, as if it was going to explode.

He knew that Ling Qiaoer hated him taking off his pants, but at that time, he couldn’t care less. He stood up and took off his pants in a few clicks, revealing his hard meat rod.

“Ah, you are eating, what are you doing!” Ling Qiaoer exclaimed and quickly covered her eyes, but she could clearly see the raised meat rod between her fingers.

Lin Muan’s eyes were distracted, and his body felt a little hot. Ling Qiaoer knew that there must be something wrong with the wine.

Seeing Lin Muan’s increasingly red face, She quickly stepped forward and grabbed He’s penis.

“Qiao’er…you…what are you doing…”

Ling Qiaoer knows that most of the poisons of pornography can be detoxified by letting men vent them.

Although Lin Mu’an was a little confused at the moment, he still had sense, but if she waited for a moment, she wouldn’t be sure. She was afraid that he would be unable to suppress his instinct under impulse. After all, if he used force, how could her small body resist it, and she couldn’t suddenly run away and abandon him, just wanting to help him release with her hands.

She grasped the thick one tightly with her little hand and started to stroke it. She had done this kind of thing for Ling Xicheng many times and she was already very good at it.

Her small, boneless hands were soft and soft, constantly sliding on the hot and hard shaft like a soldering iron. Her index finger was slightly raised, sweeping over the bulging veins, and she even stretched out her other hand to deliberately linger in the gap between her glans…

“Qiao’er, it’s so comfortable… If I had known, I would have asked you to rub me like this when I was feeling uncomfortable.” Lin Mu’an gasped and enjoyed it.

“Has it happened before?”

“It also gets swollen when I kiss your breasts and panties, but it’s not as serious as this time.”

Ling Qiaoer stopped talking and only concentrated on stroking, hoping that he could also enjoy his first time.

Gradually, a little bit of liquid overflowed from the horse’s eyes and flowed down the glans. Ling Qiaoer raised her mouth and blew into the liquid. The slightest feeling of coolness made Lin Muan hum a happy sound.

Ling Qiaoer smiled, scraped the juice with her left finger, and swept it in circles around the huge tip.

“It feels so strange…so swollen…but, um…very comfortable…” Listening to Lin Muan’s moan, she felt the meat rod in her hand began to tremble. Ling Qiaoer knew that it was almost done, so she lowered her head, clamped the glans with her lips, and sucked lightly.

“Ah…” As Lin Muan shouted, Ling Qiaoer felt a stream of wet liquid pouring into her mouth, but there was no strong and weird taste of semen.

She raised her head and looked at the meat rod, only to see that instead of softening, the glans was even more congested and swollen than before. Although it was overflowing with transparent juice, it had not truly ejaculated.

“What’s going on?”

Ling Qiaoer murmured, but before she could finish her words, Lin Muan suddenly came over and pressed her under him: “It feels uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable than before… It seems like it’s about to explode… Qiao’er, I… want… I want you here…”

The human instinct finally burst out in the young man’s heart. He put his hand under Ling Qiaoer’s skirt and touched between her legs.