Chapter 12: Pleasure

Yan Qian was very scared and nervous.

My heart beats like a drum, my body trembles gently, my breathing is rapid, and my whole body is like a piece of chocolate that is about to be melted, sticky and hot.

His legs were so weak that he couldn't stand, so he could only let his father's strong arms tightly clamp her and press her in front of him.

During the breath, the breath I inhaled was full of the man's smell, with a slight spicy tobacco smell and a clear and pleasant mint fragrance. This smell seemed to be bewitching people's hearts. After smelling too much, people would become faint, as if they had lost their souls. Gradually, they wouldn't be so scared.

Darkness is the best protective color and the most perfect fig leaf. It covers all the appropriate, inappropriate behaviors and desires that deviate from ethical taboos. It will be deceived without the knowledge of the gods and even themselves.

No one spoke, and in this cage woven from darkness, there were only heavy breathing sounds one after another.

Silence is a taboo and indulgence. They suppress it, but let the emotions roll and swell like boiling water. This emotion has always existed since the hug under the bridge hole yesterday.

Yan Qian noticed the bulge that was pressed against her legs, and she was pressed against her hard through several layers of fabric.

Although she was young, she knew that it was her father's genitals.

Realizing this, his body was completely numb and limp, like countless small flames, burning and circulating in her body, and finally gathered together and headed straight to the most sensitive part of her legs.

The shameful place was hot and swelling, and itchy. It felt like it was close to my father's hardened genitals, and a faint desire arose.

It was obviously the least thought she should have, but she still wanted to get more...

She wanted to get close to her father, get close to her, and get his attention and love. No matter which aspect, she wanted it very much.

Yan Qian knew that she was wet under her. She became wet when she was pressed on her father's body. She was very ashamed and had a hidden pleasure.

The two of them kept this ambiguous and tight-fitting posture, and no one left. The unbearable desire continued to swell. I didn't know who moved first. I just felt my hips tremble slightly, and the legs that were pressed together began to rub slowly.

Although it was rubbing through the fabric, it felt extremely strong.

The pleasure of beingtrayed is like poison. Even though you know the danger, you can't stop and you are easily addicted.

Yan Qian was frightened, her hands and feet kept trembling, but she couldn't control her body's heat and followed her instinct shamefully.

The bulge on my father's crotch became more and more obvious. On the loose and soft home pants, the shape of the genitals was completely supported, thick, long and hard, stuck between Yan Qian's legs, pressing against her pussy slit, rubbing back and forth in ambiguous lingering.

The breathing became heavier and heavier. After losing sight, his body became more sensitive. Yan Qian spread her legs, twisted her waist, followed the rhythm of her father's rubbing, and quickly shook her body, pursuing the most primitive pleasure.

The heart of her legs seemed to be pissed, and her underwear was completely wet, and the fabric was pushed against the man's bulge, which led to the grinding of her pussy.

The slightest movement made her sensitive clitoris in the slit of her pussy quickly become swollen and protruding. Once it is rubbed, the pleasure will increase several times.

Yan Qian bit her lips and endured it again and again, but she couldn't help it after all, and she blurted out with a muffled groan, um...

The low gasps made the two of them freeze at the same time for a few seconds, but soon rubbed each other more violently.

One of the father's hands was always placed on her back, not moving a little, nor touching everywhere. They just maintained this unexpected collision posture, rubbing against each other secretly and fiercely.

It seemed as if as long as they didn't say anything or touch it, they hadn't crossed the forbidden line. They just bumped into each other accidentally on this power outage night, and that's all.

Very comfortable and very pleasant...

Yan Qian's heart was trembling, and she was addicted to extreme emotions of fear and excitement.

This is the first time she has experienced such a terrifying pleasure as she has grown up, and such exciting pleasure was given to her by her father.