Chapter 70

My wife regrets provoking a virgin

The young and strong monk seemed to be tireless. He had ejaculated in her body three times, but he was still as energetic as a wolf. He tasted the sweetness and refused to let him go. He peeled his wife up and squirted her. He thought she was not happy enough to sit. He picked her up and pressed her on the wall and fucked her. His wife felt that her thighs were almost cramped. She was hung on her arm, and her other foot was barely standing on the ground. The long love made her lose her strength. The body was covered with the body fluids of the two. The base of her thighs was muddy. The man's semen sucked her vaginal fluid, which was extremely lustful.

The man incest kept pounding and pounding, and with the sound of the dirty body slapping, she was dragged tightly into the mud of desire, and she couldn't be freed.

Actually, it’s not a little monk. He was just in his early twenties and was in the period of rising physical strength and sexual desire. It was rare to encounter such a wonderful body, which was tender and fresh and aroused his desires. Who can tolerate it?

With her tight and elastic private parts, she has a lot of adsorption and can spray water very well. After a few strokes, she will feel sensitively gushing out. The feeling of sucking is not even a veteran in love, let alone him?

He presided over the master's teachings, practiced and had few desires, and was the important Buddhist place... He left all the things behind him, leaving only the lively and beautiful people in front of him and the instinctive desires of men.

The little monk raised his wife's pointed chin, his thin lips blocked her slightly opened red lips, his tongue directly penetrated into her mouth, and he tangled hard in her fragrant mouth, preventing her from making tempting moans. The nasal cavity in his mouth was full of the lustful aura of intercourse between the two. His flexible tongue was stirred in her mouth, and his big palm also rubbed her delicate breasts heavily.

He really loved her full palms. It felt so comfortable to knead her. The index finger and finger held her pink nipples, rubbed them hard, and then pulled them out until both nipples stood in his palms big and swollen.

After kissing his wife, she was slapped at him without hesitation, she let go, lowered her head and held her nipples that were so painful that she was playing with. She sucked her desperately like a greedy baby, hoping to suck out her sweet milk

The penis that she had just vented was still in her body. Although she was weak, the size of the stick was still blocked by the mouth of the hole. The turbid white semen and the vaginal fluid she sprayed were stirred together, slowly escaped from the place where the two of them were engaging, like a small snake, winding down from the base of her legs, itchy, causing the beautiful wife to tremble. Her weak legs had no strength to support her body, and leaned softly against the man.

His wife's sensitive physique made him like him so much. Even after a while after orgasm, her pussy still couldn't stand any play. She always held his cock in vain, as if she wanted to squeeze out the last drop of his semen.

So he loves to stay in her and rest until the next erection

The woman in her arms seemed to have been made too much. The little monk was worried and found that his wife was covered with traces left by him.

The red lips were swollen, and from the white and tender neck, there were kiss marks and spots of water marks he bite, his breasts were even more miserable, his nipples were almost sucked to the point of skin, there was still a circle of ambiguous water marks left on them, there was a deep bite mark on the areola, and the snow-white breasts were indentations and bites of fingers; his waist and buttocks were all left by him.

When I was in a state of erotic energy, I didn't think that now, my wife is like a sex doll that has been played with, lying softly in her arms.

He cherished his wife and hugged her beautiful wife tightly, not knowing what to do, but she inexplicably made him feel raging lust, and he couldn't help but want to bully her again.

The beautiful wife looked up at him. The man's tender face still didn't know how to hide his thoughts, so she clearly saw his guilt.

well……

Although he was wrong, it was her who started. Her watery eyes looked at her with guilt and heartache, like a puppy who made a mistake waiting for her owner to blame. How could her wife get angry?

It's really a sin...

The little master... The beautiful wife spoke slowly: Do you regret it?

No, no!

The little monk didn't expect that his wife would think so, so he hugged her and explained anxiously: I have no regrets! I, I... just... He blushed, caressed the traces on her body, and said ashamed: Me, did I hurt you?

The beautiful wife couldn't help but burst into laughter: Ha... No, little master, I don't hurt... The thin white little hand was pressed on the back of his hand, holding his hand on his chest and said: It's very comfortable... little master...

Such explicit compliments made the man's ears red, but his subordinates felt really good, so he rubbed her plump breasts a few times, which made his wife laugh.

With such charm, it would be strange if a man couldn't stand up. So after resting, his penis stood up in full spirit and stretched out her corridor.

The beautiful wife immediately felt his excitement, and she warned him: It was the last time Ah! I really can't do it anymore