[R18] Indulge in lust – “Indulgence and Love” Chapter 21 [English]

Chapter 021 Bathroom Play (Mu Fanzhou H)

“Uh-huh, uh-huh… ugh…” Fu Qinghan bit Mu Fanzhou’s shoulder and neck, sobbing softly, and big tears rolled down his neck, making it wet.

There were bursts of contraction in the secret hole, and the soft flesh and folds twisted and twisted together, clamping a thick and long fleshy stem so hard that it almost broke.Between the strong opening and closing, the fleshy stem has already been wrapped, and the semen is opened together. Yin essence and yang essence are ejected at the same time. The hot heat splashes and flows in the tightly sealed genitals, slowly descending along the winding corridor.

Fireworks exploded in Fu Qinghan’s mind, and the pleasure was overwhelming. He had never reached such a hearty climax. His body and mind were both beautiful, as if he had merged with the person who had penetrated her body, and he had reached the top of the clouds.His legs were shaking violently, his bones and muscles were uncontrollably numb, his body was limp in the man’s arms, his arms were bulging with goosebumps, and his pores were dilated. Every cell was wandering in the ultimate joy, taking a big breath of fresh air, and with the blood flowing, it was almost like being reborn.

Pleasure…refreshment…

Unforgettable bliss.

While the body is satisfied, so much perseverance, longing, fear, waiting, expectation, loss…all kinds of thoughts are turned into strong love and sweetness, leaving only endless happiness and joy.The feeling of the swollen meat rod inserted into the hole to fill it up, the indulgence of the hot sexual organ that almost bursts the belly, the passion of the bulging veins scraping against the wall of the hole, the feeling of he’s essence spraying in the womb, the warmth of strong arms hugging her tightly…

At this moment, he is by her side, giving her happiness.

The confusion and resentment that I once had have been defeated and turned into mud, and flowers have bloomed on the tip of my heart.

The throbbing fleshy penis sprayed thick semen for a long time, and the suppressed gasps of joy of both men and women could be heard vaguely from the cubicle, and the ambiguous aura of lust filled the women’s bathroom.

Fu Shuang heard the movement inside and stood hesitantly at the door of the women’s bathroom. She held the handrail firmly with one hand and pushed open a small opening.

The charming moans and low sobs exploded in his ears, so familiar that he recognized who it was the moment he heard it.

Her thin lips were tightly pursed, veins popped out on the back of the hand holding the armrest, blood was flowing rapidly throughout her body, and her heart felt like it was being grabbed and rubbed wantonly.

“Ah…ah…” The voice was very low, but it was full of satisfaction. Fu Shuang could even feel the huge pleasure that filled her body at this moment.

There followed a long silence, with occasional faint sobs.

“Don’t…don’t go out…” A plea, sexy, gentle, and pitiful.

The veins on Fu Shuang’s forehead were angry.

Of course he knows what she is talking about.

But Fu Qinghan didn’t know that another man was standing less than fifteen meters away from her, silently listening to her begging him not to pull out her semi-soft flesh after having sex with other men.

Yes, stay, even if only for this moment.

Fu Qinghan hugged Mu Fanzhou tightly, and his penis was still inserted into her body, so they were closely connected to each other.

Mu Fanzhou hugged her silently and gently stroked her hair.

After an unknown amount of time, the fleshy stem became completely weak and slipped out of the hole.

A large amount of semen flowed out from between Fu Qinghan’s legs. It was mixed with white turbidity and slid out from the tunnel, outlining the edge of the rounded hole. The milky white semen snaked down his legs, extremely lustful.

There were rustling sounds of pulling out paper and putting on clothes from the cubicle. You can imagine that the man’s hand was still wiping her private parts…

Fu Shuang finally couldn’t help it, let go of the doorknob, turned around and left.

Mu Fanzhou went to unlock the compartment, and Fu Qinghan gently hugged him from behind and asked in a low voice: “Am I your woman?”

Mu Fanzhou twisted the lock and chuckled: “Yes.”

Fu Qinghan reluctantly let go of he, watched him open the door, and left quickly, his straight back, as always, written with freedom and mystery.

After a long time, Fu Qinghan came to his senses, walked slowly to the washstand, washed his hands, and touched up his makeup. The remaining warmth in his palms had been imprinted on her heart.

Then, with his usual calm and confident smile, he left.

The banquet lasted until late at night, and during the rest of the night, Fu Qinghan was normal. The blush on his cheeks was covered by makeup, and she still advanced and retreated in a controlled manner, as if the changes during that time were just a flash in the pan, or a flash in the pan.

Fu Shuang also acted ignorant and had a warm smile.