Because they are close to each other, their skin touches each other, and their breaths smell, soon, the nose of Chong Tiange is shrouded by the faint fragrance unique to Ye Yingning.

He sniffed a few times. In addition to her natural smell, it should also be mixed with the tail of perfume. Chong Tiange suddenly added a bitter smile: Sure enough, she is the exception in his life. There are so many women around him, and there are hundreds of perfumes sprayed, but only the one she chose can make him so intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Even Fu Jinliang has lived abroad since childhood and spraying perfume every day is as natural as wearing clothes. The perfume he chose is almost neutral and eau de perfume, but he still doesn't like it and always resists the urge to cover his nose.

"Why……"

Chong Tiange sighed and moved his thin lips to the white and tender breasts in front of him. He then ate and then sucked the peach-pink buds on the left side. The man's original desire immediately became angry when he touched her standing buds. Even with the white pants, a large piece of his legs bulged, and he could not hide it.

"No, don't... bite!"

The slight tingling pain from her chest made Ye Yingning gradually wake up, and she was frightened by the love and caress of the man below her - she was only concerned about getting angry, but forgot that the fire could burn herself as well.

Her soft belly immediately rose with a sour feeling as if she had been hollowed out. She panicked because she was too familiar with her physical reaction: once she was moved, she would lose her mind and be despised by him at will, and even cooperate completely, and she only wanted more and more happiness.

Her slight struggle made Chong Tiange slightly angry. Her hard and scorching arms wrapped around her slender waist as hard as a soldering iron, pressing her hard towards her, making her skin tighter and she stick to her.

"Don't move around! You should know what will happen if you sit on me and keep twisting!"

He smiled badly, and with pride, he held one of her hands and touched his legs, while whispering in her ear.

Her slender and warm little hand was forced to hold his male angel. Although it was not the first time she touched it, Ye Yingning was stunned, and her face turned red and her ears became hot. The thick flesh-colored cylinder became much bigger because of her tight grip, and the blue veins swelled, silently declaring its desire.

"You will bully people if you have such a bad thing!"

Ye Yingning let go of her hand in disgust and didn't want to touch her anymore. As she looked as she felt bigger and bigger, she was the one who suffered.

"Bad?! Where is it broken? It's very useful and can make you scream at any time!"

A smile flashed in his dark eyes again, and his scorching gaze did not move from her delicate body at all. He pressed his hands on her shoulders and pressed them hard, and the man's heavy body once again pressed on her.

Chong Tiange used one hand to fix her wrists on the top of her head, and then pushed her knees forward, spreading her white and tender legs wide. The other idle hand was not idle. He looked down skillfully, and his middle finger was slightly thicker and rubbed the sleeping tender beads between the cracks of his legs.

After more than ten strokes, he felt a damp breath gradually coming out of the mouth of the garden. He gently drilled into a knuckle with his fingers, stirring and rubbing it.

Ye Yingning was still riding on his waist at this time, and her upper body was unstable. She had to shake her back and forth helplessly, as if she was jogging on the back of a horse.

"Don't, don't touch me!"

She squinted her eyes and bit her lip, and weakly refused. Chong Tiange naturally regarded her words as wind in his ears. While exerting force, he squinted his eyes: "If you don't do it well, you will hurt."

After a few times, he confirmed that Ye Yingning and Zhou Yang were really a couple on the surface. She looked like a girl, clean, delicate, and tight, and didn't look like a married woman who had frequent bedding.

Because of the sitting position, she could not close her legs, so she could only dodge back desperately, trying to raise two pieces of her calves, and still trying to escape.

Chong Tiange accelerated his hand, and the corner of his mouth happily curled up, "What are you doing if you clamp it so tightly? Are you anxious?"

The long fingers go in and out at the shallow entrance of the path, and you can clearly feel the soft narrow barriers inside, the velvety layering is tight and wet and slippery.

At this moment, he wanted to invade her fiercely. Because of his tolerance, there was crystal sweat falling from the temples of Chong Tiange, and the high-spirited area was swollen and painful.

"It's very cooperating with me. You want me too, otherwise you won't be wet so quickly..."

He murmured softly, with a very confident tone, and his slender fingers continued to move inside, touching a slippery place, which was her most sensitive point.

Sure enough, she could no longer hold back and twisted her body, and her buttocks moved slightly with his movements. Her wet eyes were half closed, and she spit out a few depressing low moans from her tightly biting mouth.

"Sit down slowly, I will hold your waist, don't be afraid, there may be a little pain."

This was the first time two people used this posture. Chong Tiange was afraid that she would reject him because of the pain, so he spoke to remind him. On the one hand, he held her waist to help her swallow him, and on the other hand, it was also to help her continue once she escaped in the battle.

After saying that, Chong Tiange pulled out his completely wet fingers and knew that she was almost ready. So much, she was like a clear spring, gurgling endlessly.

He held himself with one hand and held her waist with the other, completely revealing the shining and wet place between her legs. Then, Chong Tiange aimed at him and then pressed Ye Yingning's body to let her swallow him on his own initiative.

"No, no! Too big...I feel so painful..."

She bounced up suddenly, like a frightened cat, and the swelling pain that just now made her almost cry.

Such an unfamiliar body, coupled with such a terrifying size, would definitely not be able to stand it, and she might be completely damaged and injured.

Hearing this, Chong Tiange closed his eyes in pain, and he was almost mad!

"Yingning, be good, sit up, I need you."

He was almost at the limit and slowly let out a breath of heat. Chong Tiange's voice was hoarse, with a hint of pleading in his tone, and he murmured: "Baby, I want you, I can't live without you..."

Unconsciously began to thrust into her body, he freed up a hand to stroke her back and buttocks, and then supported her delicate body to a more compatible angle.

Perhaps it was his words that touched Ye Yingning, or perhaps she could not resist the desire to erode bones. In short, she curled up at one time, breathed a sigh of relief, and kissed Tong Tiange suddenly.

Slowly, but firmly tolerated, inch by inch, strange moans deep in his throat, and the feeling of being completely wrapped in her warmth was so wonderful!

Although she only accommodated two-thirds, the discomfort and swelling had already made Ye Yingning sweat on her forehead. She ended the kiss, panted quickly, trying to relax her body, and did not want to waste all her previous efforts. Although she had not tasted any special feeling of speed yet, the feeling of being the leader and mastering the rhythm and frequency by herself is not so unacceptable.

She gritted her teeth and wanted to do something in one go, but she was a little unskilled, so she tentatively twisted her pantothic waist.

Unexpectedly, Chong Tiange immediately wailed, but it was not because of pain, but because of death happiness - she accidentally twisted her waist and hips, which had already brought him a sense of desire, life, desire, death, and speed.

"Peng Tiange... can't live without me, so don't leave me..."
Chapter completed!