[R18] Luring the wolf into the house – “Luring the Wolf into the House” Chapter 69 [English]

Chapter 25: Is it itchy?(H)

Holy shit!

Seeing Qing Quan getting on the bed with the small white bottle, Shen Ruoruan was trembling with fright, and quickly turned over and crawled under the bed. Before she could climb even two times, the man behind her grabbed her ankle.

He pulled back casually, and Shen Ruanruan lay on the bed.

“Why are you running?”

The man spoke in a low hoarse voice, and his gentle palms went along the ankles to her butt. He seemed to be very satisfied with the elasticity of her butt. After kneading it several times, he commented: “It’s very soft.”

Fuck!

Is she really going to explode???

Shen Ruanruan turned around in panic, and saw a large, straight purple-red penis, nodding towards her in the dense black jungle, with some viscous liquid leaking from the top.

Shen Ruoruan suddenly felt anus tense.

She swallowed, looked up at Qing Quan nervously, and stammered: “You, what do you want to do…”

Qing Quan lowered his eyes and glanced at Shen Ruanruan, then put the small bottle on the bedside table and picked her up.

“Hey! Let me go… Qing Quan… I, I don’t want to get fucked!!!”

With a tragic wail, Shen Ruanruan lay naked in Qing Quan’s arms, hooked He’s neck with one hand, and quickly covered his butt with the other hand, crying pitifully: “Uuwuwu… I’m not mentally prepared yet…”

Qing Quan paused and his eyes fell on her butt covered with her hands, a smile flashed in her eyes.

The next second, Shen Ruanruan was turned around.

She lay on Qing Quan’s abdominal muscles, and the strong smell of sandalwood hit her face. The thick meat rod tilted up and rubbed against her mouth.

Ahem, this is… for her to hold in her mouth?

Shen Ruoran turned her head and glanced at Qing Quan behind her, and saw the man’s eyes were dark, and his tone was a bit forbearing, “If you don’t want to get fucked, lick it for me first.”

If he endures it any longer, he is afraid that he will really lose control.

In order to protect her anus, Shen Ruanruan quickly held the one in front of her, opened her mouth wide and stuffed the purple-red glans inside, and sucked it twice with her mouth closed.

“Hiss…”

Qing Quan took a deep breath, couldn’t help but straighten his waist, and poked the meat rod a little deeper.

“Ahhhh…”

Shen Ruanruan hummed twice inarticulately, and even some of the salty mucus was sucked out by the she. Her soft tongue stirred inside, and the tip of her tongue hooked the ravine under the glans, and she tried to swallow up and down. Saliva overflowed from the corners of her mouth and slid down to her chin, making a slurping sound.

She kept both hands idle, kneading the two bulging bags below, spitting out the glans from time to time, panting and stroking her thick and long chin, opening her mouth to hold the two balls and licking them vigorously.

“Hmm…”

Qing Quan’s forehead was covered with sweat. He was lying on the bed, his buttocks were tight, he frowned and groaned.

He spread Shen’s limp legs, stared at the red and swollen pussy for a while, and then reached for the small white bottle on the bedside table.

It was filled with light pink ointment. He stretched out his index and middle fingers to scoop out a small spoonful of ointment, opened the two thick labia, and slowly rubbed it into the soft and wet pussy.

“Hmm…”

Shen Ruanruan held the meat rod in her mouth, feeling the strangeness in her pussy.

A refreshing and cool feeling spreads from the place where the fingers passed, and the originally swollen and painful pussy began to slowly become comfortable.

This, what is this???

Qing Quan did not stop and continued thrusting slowly into her pussy. Two fingers slowly rubbed the inner wall of the vagina to allow the ointment to be completely absorbed by the vagina.

The sound of “puff, plop, plop” gradually sounded from the pussy, and I felt the fingers in the vagina were gradually covered with greasy liquid, and the wet vagina tightened and tightened around his fingers. The desire in Qinggu’s eyes became darker and darker, and she chuckled.

He took out his wet fingers, dug out a small piece of plaster again, and slowly put it in.

This time the man only inserted one finger, and even the force of the thrust became lighter. But from time to time, he would slightly bend the middle finger inside to dig into the semen that had been ejaculated previously.

After the red and swollen pussy completely absorbed the ointment, it not only began to heal quickly, but it even became increasingly hot and itchy inside.

“Uh-huh…haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

Shen Ruanruan spit out the meat rod in his mouth, gasping and moaning unbearably.

She lay on Qing Quan’s body, still stroking her hard pussy in her hand, and tried to twist her little buttocks, unconsciously swaying with the pumping frequency of the man’s fingers. There was a strange itch deep in her pussy, and she desperately wanted to insert her fingers deeper.

“Why, why do I feel so itchy all of a sudden… Qing Quan, ha… try harder…”

Shen Ruoruan straightened up suddenly, her wet pussy just sitting on He’s hand, her slender waist twisted desperately, and she couldn’t help but plead in a low voice.

The itch in her pussy became more and more intense, and one finger couldn’t satisfy her at all. She wanted something thicker and longer to be fucked in hard.

Qing Quan raised his eyebrows, looking at his face flushed, looking like he had taken an aphrodisiac. He stood up and hugged her from behind. His right hand was still pumping slowly into her pussy. He dug out a little more ointment with his left hand, applied it on her nipples, and rubbed it away slowly.

He lowered his head and kissed Shen Ruanruan. When he tasted the salty smell in her mouth, he hooked out her tongue, held it in his mouth and sucked repeatedly for a long time, then let go of her and licked the saliva flowing out of the corner of her mouth.

He pinched the red and swollen nipple between two fingers and pulled it out evilly. Looking at Shen Ruanruan, who was twisting uncomfortably in his arms, Qing Quan chuckled.

“Is it itchy?”