He murmured with a confusing and wrapped his hands around his neck.

Whether five years ago or five years later, Dongfang Aoshi could always easily arouse her lust and make her fall into it.

Dongfang Aoshi put his long fingers on her, and used various magic on her body.

He buried tenderly in his shoulder, moaning gently, and a thin bead of sweat on his forehead.

Dongfang Aoshi kept kissing, rubbing, and to the greatest extent, he provoked gentle lust—

He was not drunk at all.

Just pretending to be drunk.

Because Dongfang Aoshi discovered that only by pretending to be drunk and gentle, he was not so resistant to his approach.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly with the ambiguous movements of the two.

When his body was twisting gently and his breathing reached a certain level, Dongfang Aoshi slowly squeezed in.

He snorted gently and couldn't adapt for a moment.

"Will it hurt?" Dongfang Aoshi immediately stopped, turned his head and kissed her.

Gentle gritted his teeth and shook his head, his eyes blurred.

Dongfang Aoshi couldn't help it, and he held her waist and began to slowly pull out...

"Rou'er..."

Every time at the rhythm, Dongfang Aoshi called her name.

The husky and sexy voice, like a song of soul, was deeply nailed into the gentle mind.

Let her mind have nothing else except him...

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*******

late at night.

Lying gentlely on Dongfang Aoshi's naked chest, thick eyebrows locked deep.

She didn't expect that she would have another love with Dongfang Aoshi.

And, right there at the door...

Under the offensive of Dongfang Aoshi, she completely forgot the purpose of her coming.

Thinking of what happened just now, Wenrou couldn't help but feel disgusted with herself.

After struggling, I remembered.

But his waist was pressed tightly.

Looking up, I found that Dongfang Aoshi had woken up, his black eyes were full of lust.

How come Wenrou doesn’t know what will happen next?

I wanted to escape, but I was pressed tightly.

"I still want it?" Dongfang Aoshi raised her legs while he rang out a hoarse voice.

The part that belonged to him began to rub against her softness again.

Gentle and stiff.

I felt that Dongfang Aoshi slowly entered his body bit by bit.

Because her nerves are tight all over her body, she feels very clear...

The body was turned in a direction and began to shake.

He bit his lips gently, trying to resist the sweeping pleasure.

But his body was completely out of control and had been conquered by Dongfang Aoshi.

The two of them were connected with each other, their bodies were completely blended, without any gaps...

...

...

...

afterwards.

Dongfang Aoshi hugged her and turned over, forming a lie on his side.

His half-soft desire was still in his gentle body and refused to leave.

The thin and firm jaw is pressed against the gentle, naked and smooth shoulders.

While holding her chest, she held her hand and played back and forth.

Occasionally, I put it on my lips and kissed me affectionately.

Gentle frowns, don't like this intimacy.

After struggling, I wanted to pull my hand back.

Dongfang Aoshi held it tightly and refused to let go.

Gentle and swung hard.

The next second, my whole body stiffened and I turned my head in disbelief.

The part of her body suddenly swelled, filling her with her - she murmured softly and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Whether five years ago or five years later, Dongfang Aoshi could always easily arouse her lust and make her fall into it.

Dongfang Aoshi put his long fingers on her, and used various magic on her body.

He buried tenderly in his shoulder, moaning gently, and a thin bead of sweat on his forehead.

Dongfang Aoshi kept kissing, rubbing, and to the greatest extent, he provoked gentle lust—

He was not drunk at all.

Just pretending to be drunk.

Because Dongfang Aoshi discovered that only by pretending to be drunk and gentle, he was not so resistant to his approach.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly with the ambiguous movements of the two.

When his body was twisting gently and his breathing reached a certain level, Dongfang Aoshi slowly squeezed in.

He snorted gently and couldn't adapt for a moment.

"Will it hurt?" Dongfang Aoshi immediately stopped, turned his head and kissed her.

Gentle gritted his teeth and shook his head, his eyes blurred.

Dongfang Aoshi couldn't help it, and he held her waist and began to slowly pull out...

"Rou'er..."

Every time at the rhythm, Dongfang Aoshi called her name.

The husky and sexy voice, like a song of soul, was deeply nailed into the gentle mind.

Let her mind have nothing else except him...

************************Oriental split line*******************************

*******

late at night.

Lying gentlely on Dongfang Aoshi's naked chest, thick eyebrows locked deep.

She didn't expect that she would have another love with Dongfang Aoshi.

And, right there at the door...

Under the offensive of Dongfang Aoshi, she completely forgot the purpose of her coming.

Thinking of what happened just now, Wenrou couldn't help but feel disgusted with herself.

After struggling, I remembered.

But his waist was pressed tightly.

Looking up, I found that Dongfang Aoshi had woken up, his black eyes were full of lust.

How come Wenrou doesn’t know what will happen next?

I wanted to escape, but I was pressed tightly.

"I still want it?" Dongfang Aoshi raised her legs while he rang out a hoarse voice.

The part that belonged to him began to rub against her softness again.

Gentle and stiff.
To be continued...