11. Eat in the mouth (h)

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date="2021-01-05"

title="11. Eat in the mouth (h) "

weight="118231"

series = ["Being PAPA’d Every Time I Transmigrate"]

mode = "manual"

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Now there are only three of them in the whole villa. Murong Wan is locked in the police station, and the housekeeper will come during the day. But when he was in the car, Murong Nian looked lazy. He must have gone to sleep now.

Murong Tang put the porridge on the table and said to Ruan Jiaojiao.

"The temperature is just right now."

Ruan Jiaojiao sat on the side of the bed and wiped her hair with a towel, without looking at him with her eyes down.

"Thank you, but I don't have any appetite right now, so I can drink when I'm hungry."

Murong Tang’s gaze fell on the woman. She had just taken a shower, and her body exuded a faint fragrance. The pleasant fragrance was a bit fascinating. He couldn’t help but think of his room. Even after changing all the bedding, he still has It seemed that there was still a smell of vomit, so that he slept in the guest room.

She was wearing dark blue silk pajamas and pajamas, her skin was white, her moist hair draped over her shoulders, and she did not have the usual old-fashioned dress. Her clean face looked tender.

Murong Tang looked at her with a new look, looking at a woman who was sexually attractive to him, not just a tool for Murong's family.

After all, the two had already rolled over the sheets. Although it stopped abruptly and the ending was not pleasant, the first half still made him remember.

When the two had a relationship, he was neither regretful nor guilty. He simply didn't know her attitude. He wanted to test, but she didn't see anyone all day, and then something happened to Murong Wan.

But at this moment Murong Tang was a little surprised that this woman could once again, even so easily provoke his ***.

He just watched her sitting on the bed and wiping her hair, his gaze flicked across her delicate eyebrows, her rosy lips, the exposed collarbone, and the skirts of her clothes were slightly open, half covering the contemplative spring scenery.

Murong Tang has a very good memory. He didn't drink a drink that night, and his physical impulse would not dilute the impression.

At this moment, he could clearly recall the appearance of her whole body lying under him, the extent to which her two groups of snow-white breasts swayed with the movement, the bright red and alluring sex, thinking of this, his Adam's apple moved up and down a bit.

Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't help but tsk in the eyes of Murong Tang looking at her.

Is it true that the family does not enter the house? At this moment, Murong Tang's sharp eyes almost stripped her off, as if he was about to swallow her, and the dark eyes were full of sex.

But a little Teddy from Murong's family has already tossed her a little too much. Here is another big one. Ruan Jiaojiao feels that eating this big fish and meat every day is not good for her body.

"Is there anything else?" she asked, euphemistically chasing people away.

Murong Tang walked up to her and didn't intend to let her go around like this.

"I want to talk to you about that night."

"I drank too much, I don't remember." Ruan Jiaojiao dodged her eyes and moved out the classic lines.

As a result, the Murong's men really didn't have a good job.

Murong Tang pushed her down with his arms stretched out, and went to bed with his arms on both sides of her head, and the whole person was shrouded above her like a shadow. He stared at her eyes for an instant, like a beast locked its prey. .

"Then I will help you remember."

Ruan Jiaojiao had no time to react, and Murong Tang covered her body. One hand reached in from the hem of her pajamas, and she accurately held a small breast milk. It was squeezed like a dough. The thin pajamas could clearly outline. The movement of a man's finger.

This crispy breast feels like a memory, and because she has just taken a bath, her delicate skin is still slightly moist, and the smell of a woman is also very good. And the previous time, a woman who was so drunk, was No matter what, can't smell it.

Murong Tang is very satisfied with her now, but before entering the door, he actually had no such thoughts at all, but at this moment he only had the thought of her, which just covered the unpleasant memory that night, and he could forgive her for vomiting in his bed. .

Moreover, she did not reject him at all, just turned her face to one side. Although she could not see her expression, her body's obedient posture made it clear that he was allowed to ask for anything.

Murong Tang was not a gentleman in his bones, and he had to hypocritically confirm that the Murong family members were cold-blooded and predatory in nature, no matter how they behaved externally, and they didn't care about other people's thoughts.

He wanted, even if she refused, he would use other means to coerce and lure. Since she didn't refuse, it would be more convenient.

So Murong Tang quickly stripped the woman under him clean, and the seductive sex was under his nose. Murong Tang's eyes became darker. He did not perform any foreplay, so he separated her legs and hardened. The swollen ** was slowly sent into her flower hole.

The tunnel was unexpectedly wet, allowing him to insert it smoothly. Murong Tang completely buried the clone in her pussy, feeling being sucked by the tender and wet pussy, and he felt an indescribable comfort.

But he is not in a hurry. Unlike Murong Nian, he is not a hasty temper. He usually acts in a more cautious style, so he rarely makes mistakes. This also makes Murong Li feel at ease with him.

Now that he had eaten it in his mouth, Murong Tang immediately tasted this delicious delicacy without any hurries.

But he gradually became dissatisfied because she was too quiet. If the other party has no interaction, what is the difference between doing a sex doll?

So Murong Tang pulled out first, turned her over, put a pillow under her waist, held her waist with a big palm, aimed at the middle of the buttocks, and inserted it in again. This posture was very entertaining. Extraordinarily deep, he deliberately pounded hard, hitting the deepest part of the flower pot every time, and the woman couldn't help groaning as expected.

"Uh...no..."

The originally quiet and submissive woman struggled to escape because of his rudeness, but he was firmly in his hands. Not only was she not gentle because of her resistance, but instead plundered more fiercely.

The woman found that she was unable to break free, she softened again, and there was no sound again, but her fingers were tightly gripping the sheets, showing that she was trying her best to endure.

The two of them seemed to be engaged in a silent tug-of-war, but due to Murong Tang's fierce movements, the bed was creaked and the wooden bed frame collided with the wall, making a muffled sound.

Even though the rhythm is fully controlled by Murong Tang, in the end he is the first to lose.

He grasped her swaying and bouncing sex, feeling the soft and smooth touch, the snow-white milk squeezed out from his fingers, the bloodshot milk grains were in his palm, and his eyes fell on her beautiful naked back. The graceful body curve is at a glance, moving down to the intersection of the two, he watched how his fuchsia ** got in and out of her bright pink flower hole, bringing out the dripping juice, the picture of **** in front of him, It stimulated the senses strongly, and he shot out unexpectedly.

(Begonia Book House) Dian てom