Full of honey
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date="2020-10-16"
title="Full of honey"
weight="96473"
series = ["Full of Nectar"]
mode = "manual"
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Full of honey: milk small sugar
Her breathing became faster and faster, and Neishi began to twitch, twisting tighter and tighter, holding her fingers firmly.
In a daze, she seemed to hear a knock on the door.
Then, he heard his voice: "Embroidery, what's wrong?"
She clenched her teeth, pressed her lips together, and swallowed all the breath that was about to blur out.
Without hearing her response, he knocked on the door again, "Embroidery, speak! You have been inside for a long time."
She frowned, and pulled out her index finger that was soaked in kinky water. She shivered again while rubbing, and two hums escaped from her nose.
"Embroidery, if you don't speak, I will go in."
She seemed to hear the rustling of the key in the keyhole and the sound of him twisting the doorknob.
The orgasm was about to go away, but at this time, he was nervous and convulsed twice.
"No!"
She yelled out in horror, afraid that he would come in and see what she looked like now.
"I'm fine, you don't need to come in."
She tried to slow down and lower her voice to make her voice sound less guilty.
"Good." His voice came again, followed by the sound of the key being pulled out of the keyhole.
Her shoulders collapsed and her tight nerves instantly relaxed.
She took off the shower, trying to clean the sliding armpits between her legs.
The hot water washed over the delicate and inexhaustible Kan Yuehu, stimulating her to feel a strong soreness and numbness instantly.
She couldn't bear it, so she hung the shower back quickly.
She finished washing in a hurry in the second half of the journey, and when she was putting on her clothes, she realized how big a mistake she had made because of her carelessness.
She actually picked a translucent embroidered lace blouse, and a pair of open panties!
She closed her eyes in annoyance, thinking about waiting to go out, she must secretly replace this body without his attention.
"Click—"
She opened the bathroom door cautiously and looked around with her head.
After discovering that he was not there, she pulled down the nightdress with a suspender that could cover her buttocks, planning to quickly go to the cloakroom to change clothes.
It was just a very short distance. She had just reached the door of the cloakroom when he appeared from nowhere.
He frowned and felt a little unhappy when he saw her hair dripping with wet hair.
"Why don't you dry your hair?" he said, passing her and walking into the cloakroom.
He pulled out a clean white towel from a drawer in the closet, and put it on her head, carefully wiping the drops of water on her hair.
He treats her, how can he stay so close?
She blushed and thought, lowered her head, let him dry her hair, and then dried her hair with a hairdryer.
After so much trouble, she had forgotten her first task after she got out of the bathroom.
His long fingers moved gently between her long hair.
She blinked, looking through the vanity mirror at the tall man standing behind her——
Sword eyebrows and star eyes, noses are dangling.
When her thin lips are tightened, she looks like a person who is not easy to get along with, exuding a sense of distance that is thousands of miles away.
However, every time he gets along with her, the corners of his mouth will be slightly raised, his eyebrows are soft, full of deep love for her, making her feel like she is wandering in the warm and gentle spring breeze.
Ooo~
How did she catch up with this handsome and spoiled husband?
"All right."
He put the hair dryer away, and seeing her staring in the mirror, he couldn't help but glance at it.
She was looking at him in a daze.
It's really strange.
"Why is your face so red?" he asked, "Did you have a fever? Huh?"
He touched her forehead with the cool back of his hand, it was indeed hotter, but it was still normal.
Hearing what he said, Wen Xiu's face blushed even harder.
Is it because she masturbated in the bathroom?
"I'm fine!" she said nervously, "Really, I don't have a fever!"
Just scratched.
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