[R18] Upstairs and downstairs (1v1) h – “Upstairs, Downstairs (1v1) h” Stop licking… [English]

Fu Xianling was a little tired and her body was so weak that she couldn’t exert any strength at all. She didn’t reply. The boy kissed her again and asked in a low and hoarse voice: “Okay?”

Fu Xianling’s back was numb for a moment because of the sultry voice. She put her arms around he’s neck and gasped softly from the kiss, “I… don’t have any strength.”

“It’s okay.” He smiled and held her under the showerhead, kissing her lips and said, “I’ll move.”

He turned on the shower head, rinsed himself briefly, and then squeezed out shower gel to wash her body. He’s hands were big, with long knuckles and thin calluses on their fingertips. Every time he touched her skin, there was an indescribable itch.

Fu Xianling bit her lip, but couldn’t suppress the moan that rushed to her throat. She put her fingers on the boy’s shoulders, and her whole body couldn’t stop trembling.

He placed his two palms on the two soft lumps on her chest. After rinsing them, he put out the tip of his tongue to lick the pink nipple, and rubbed the other breast with his other hand. He leaned over and kissed her white and tender breast, and licked and kissed the small and tender nipple repeatedly. His voice was a little vague, “Sister, you are so beautiful here.”

Fu Xianling didn’t know whether she was licked by he or was aroused by these words. Immediately, a stream of water came out from the center of her legs. She clamped her legs, inserted her fingers into he’s hair, and gasped helplessly: “Stop licking…”

“Okay.” He obediently stopped licking, went to get a condom, tore it open and put it on, lifted one of her legs, and pushed it in while holding her genitals.

Fu Xianling was unable to stand on one foot, and her whole body trembled. She pinched He’s arm with her fingers, and she couldn’t help but make a cry-like trembling sound in her throat, “Slow down…”

The boy was already very slow, and after hearing this, he slowed down even more. But the slow movements made her feel even more uncomfortable. Her body was swollen to the extreme, and her lower abdomen was sore and numb.

Finally, he inserted all the way in, then picked up her other leg, clasped her hips with both hands, pressed her against the porcelain wall behind him, raised his hips and pumped into her.

Countless waves of pleasure surged forward, and Fu Xianling whimpered as she was fucked. She felt so comfortable that she could not help but hug the boy’s neck tightly with both hands, and stared blankly at the sky with her eyes.

She was thinking in a daze, when was the last time she had sex, she couldn’t remember.

The boy had very good physical strength. He held her in the bathroom and did it twice more in the bedroom. She climaxed so many times that her voice became hoarse.

“Sister, can I see you tomorrow?” In her dazed state, she heard the boy ask hoarsely in her ear.

She shook her head, “No… no…”

The boy stopped talking, lowered his head to kiss her lips, and started thrusting inside her crazily.

The pleasure hit her back like whips, her limbs seemed to be electrified, her blood flowed backwards, and she felt dizzy. She was fucked until she cried and screamed, “Haaah…”

She didn’t know when she fell asleep, or when the boy left.

When Cui Xiao came over, she was still sleeping.

“Young mistress, I thought you took sleeping pills!” Cui Xiao opened the curtains and reached out to touch her forehead, “You drank so many glasses of wine and fell asleep now?”

Fu Xianling opened her eyes and looked at her in a daze, thinking that last night was just a dream.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you in such a daze? You still can’t get up?” Cui Xiao thrust his watch in front of her face, “It’s already three o’clock in the afternoon, how can you sleep so well? I thought you slept until almost noon, and the meal was ordered for you, but you still didn’t wake up, I almost called 120.”

Fu Xianling finally came to her senses. She glanced around her. There was no one else around, and she was alone on the bed.

“What are you looking at?” Cui Xiao stretched his neck to look.

“No.” As soon as Fu Xianling opened her mouth, she was frightened by her own hoarse voice. She coughed and said, “I…”

“Fuck, what’s wrong with your throat?” Cui Xiao stood up and walked out, “Wait, I’ll pour you a glass of honey water.”

Fu Xianling then pulled back the quilt and got ready. Her sore limbs and swollen lower body reminded her that last night was not a dream.

she, cheated.