370 Chapter 369 of “Quickly Wear (Only with H can there be love)”

Chapter 19: Adoptive Father (high h)

Feng Junlin’s eyes suddenly darkened, and there was more desire in them that could burn people. He lifted her round butt upwards, and his long, hot tongue penetrated deeper into the secret hole bit by bit.

All the sensitive points were soothed by the tongue. Ding Roujiao gasped and arched her back, holding her hands on Feng Junlin’s head, tightening her legs little by little, and her violently contracted flesh tightly entangled her tongue inside.

“Daddy…aha…” The two pink nipples on her chest popped out due to the stimulation of lust, and her jade-white body convulsed slightly, pitiful but unable to feel any pity.

Feng Junlin’s handsome face sank deeply into her legs, his warm and gentle breath spread on her white and tender mons, and the tip of his tongue was like a lively fish swimming in the hot and humid flower wall. Her body was shaking more and more violently, and she was on the verge of climax.

Feng Junlin suddenly exerted force and gave the hard little flower core a hard blow. Something exploded in Ding Rou’s head, and waves of honey gushed out from her hole.

Pulling out the tongue, the hole is still shrinking. The hole is small, and water gushes out in small streams, tempting the person to insert the penis into it and block the hole.

Feng Junlin’s lustful eyes were firmly locked on the pussy between the girl’s legs. While gasping for breath, he lifted up his thick cock with bursting veins and rushed in through the fleshy hole between the lips.

Because the climax was still going on, he could feel the warm and tight flesh tightening around him, wrapping him tightly. Feng Junlin’s muscles all over his body tightened with pleasure. In the past, he rarely took the initiative when having sex with girls, but this time he couldn’t wait to do it.

He stretched out his hand to support her lower back and pulled the limp girl into his arms. He turned around and sat on the edge of the hot spring. He pinched her waist with both hands. There was no rough callus in his palm, but he was generous and strong. He lifted her up and down gently without any difficulty on his face. He did not look like a terminally ill patient at all.

Ding Rou held his neck with her arms, her white legs were wrapped around the man’s strong waist like a snake, and her butt bumped and slapped the man’s strong thighs. Whenever the hot cock penetrated deeply into her, she would tremble with pleasure.

But she felt that something was wrong. She looked at the man in front of her intently. He was very devoted to his work, and the lines on his face were no longer the same restraint. Water droplets fell from both sides, condensed on his resolute jaw, and then fell suddenly.

Sexy, makes you want to kiss.

Ding Rou hooked his neck with her jade arm in a fascinated manner. He only glanced at her and then lowered his face in accommodating manner. The girl’s pretty face approached her, and the delicate fragrance hit him. His lips were sucked by the girl’s soft lips.

Such a bold act did not offend him. His eyes narrowed and he asked in a low voice: “Why did you kiss me?”

“Because you are good-looking.” Ding Rou said sincerely.

“You’re very good.” His Adam’s apple rolled, and he chuckled, reacting passively to taking the initiative, and the tip of his tongue probed her mouth without putting his beak. Perhaps because of her words just now, he felt that the fusion of the tip of his tongue was unexpectedly sweet, and the sweetness slipped into his heart.

Her heart was beating so fast that it hurt her chest. Feng Junlin suddenly stretched out his hand to press the back of her head, deepening the kiss. He pinched her waist with one hand and rocked it back and forth. His thick cock firmly hit the young flower heart. Every now and then, waves of ecstatic acid surged around the flower wall.

Ding Rou’s breathing became rapid, her mouth lost its ability to swallow, her mind went blank, and moist water dropped from the corners of her eyes.

Streams of hot water flowed down from the huge torso, spraying out as the cock moved in and out, wetting the man’s thick black pubic hair and heavy sac.

Feng Junlin gently stroked the tears in the corner of her eyes, and suddenly let go of her lips. Ding Rou let out a loud voice, and her delicate body fell softly into his chest. Her charming eyes were slightly closed, and she gasped for air.

“Bah, bang, bang!” Feng Zhaocheng suddenly came in high-fiving, “Even when he is about to die, he still cares about having fun. Father is really in good spirits.”

Ding Rou stood up in shock and looked over the man’s shoulder. The sword in Feng Zhaocheng’s hand had been unsheathed. He was walking towards them step by step with fierce eyes.

The chest where the palm of her hand was pressed suddenly trembled slightly, and then Ding Rou felt warm liquid dripping down her back, drop by drop, sliding down from her butterfly bones, and the breath she inhaled through her nose smelled more like blood.