042 Chapter 41 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”

Prison policewoman x political prisoner (15)

Mu Ran felt that his cock couldn’t bear it anymore, and it felt like it was about to explode.

He no longer bothered to lick the pussy, he straightened up and inserted his cock.

The warm flesh walls immediately enveloped the hard cock. He groaned, his body tensed, and he almost ejaculated.

Yan Na narrowed her eyes, her body suddenly tightened, and her pussy bit his cock tightly. With a sudden movement, a stream of hot semen spurted out, scalding the depths of her pussy.

Mu Ran’s face was dark and his whole body was stiff.

Yan Na wanted to laugh when she looked at his expression. He had been holding it in for long enough, so it was normal for him to be unable to bear it. However, she knew Mu Ran’s pride, and this was definitely unacceptable to him.

She reached out and hooked Mu Ran’s neck, leaning forward: “Be good, I won’t retaliate against you…”

This was also her punishment for him.

In other aspects, Mu Ran is so smart that even Yan Na might not be able to catch up to him.But when it comes to sex, I’m afraid no one has more tricks than her.

Training Mu Ran is a long process, but Yan Na is now completely confident.

Judging from Mu Ran’s reaction, he is completely adapted to this tone.

Despite the initial lack of cooperation, now she has learned to give the initiative to her.

She smiled and suddenly took out a short silver thread from her messy clothes.

The short thread turned into a long thread in Yan Na’s hand as she moved her hand. She wrapped it around Mu Ran and tied him up in an instant.

Mu Ran’s face was gloomy, like a lamb unable to resist, waiting for Yan Na’s next move.

He frowned even more as he looked at the rope binding.This was not a binding method he was familiar with.

Seemingly sensing his doubts, Yan Na smiled sweetly, “This is a rope technique commonly used in sex. It’s normal for adults not to know. I learned it specifically for adults.”

Mu Ran took a deep breath: “If you don’t tie me up, I won’t resist.”

He thought that his performance would enable him to avoid military suppression.

Yan Na waved her hand and swung her index finger from side to side: “This is not to prevent you from resisting, this is a kind of fun, sir.”

With that said, Yan Na walked to the central control system of the house. She pressed a few keys on the keyboard, and the whole house suddenly changed.

The sofa was put away, leaving only a long table and a bench in the whole room.

One side of the surrounding metal surface turned into a glass surface. From the glass surface, Mu Ran could see his own appearance.

The ropes were tied into a figure-eight shape, and the two nipples were pulled up to form two small bulges.Under the influence of the rope, the abdominal muscles are particularly conspicuous.The balls and cock were bundled together, stained with some white mucus and transparent juice, like flower bones washed away by rain, which was particularly miserable.

He stopped talking, not wanting to look at himself in the mirror again, that lustful and humiliating look.

But Yan Na forced him to look. She tied him to a chair, sat on the table, straightened her feet, and suddenly raised his head to make him look directly at her.