Chapter 19 New No. 1 Scholar (H)

Her whole body was dizzy, and Ning Wan could not say anything. The two hugged each other and moved to the bedroom. They were already half-tied. After taking a shower, they didn't wear another bellyband, revealing half of the roundness like snow.

The slightly raised nipples rubbed against the man's rough clothes, itchy and numb.

Wait a moment, my wife.Holding her on the edge of the bed, Zhu Wanyi picked up the small cuts beside the candlestick and cut off the candle flowers. After a beep, the whole room suddenly became much brighter.

Her skin became whiter. Zhu Wanyi squatted in front of her, his eyes burning. He sighed in his heart how a woman's breasts could be so beautiful. They were full and round, in an upside-down bowl shape, white and delicate, with a raised curve like a full moon, and the nipples gradually convex and hard on the top, just like two red plums slowly blooming in the snow.

He couldn't help but fit into the woman's waist, buried his whole face between his breasts and took a deep breath, and the delicate fragrance came to his nose.

The scorching breath sprayed on the sensitive breasts, which made Ning Wan tremble slightly. The next second, the scholar opened his mouth and took the tip of the left nipple, sucking the wet and warm mouth, and a familiar numbness quietly climbed into his heart.

Ning Wan raised her neck, hugged the man's head unconsciously with both hands, pressed her chest slightly hard, but she moaned like a sigh in her mouth: Well... don't use that force.

So Zhu Wanyi licked and kissed even more quickly. The tip of his tongue scratched the small hole at the top, and ate a breast to the point of his bulb, and at the same time, he spread his five fingers and rubbed the powder with his palms hard. The snow milk kept changing shape in his palms, and sometimes delicate breasts leaked out of the gaps between his fingers.

The whole process was slow and erotic. Ning Wan was panting continuously by him. The skin of the nipple tip seemed to be sucked out by him, becoming more sensitive. A slight stimulation and slight pain aroused a surge of lust. A sore feeling in her lower abdomen, and a warm stream flowed out of the secret place.

She raised her legs and hooked them against the man's back, trying to clamp her legs to soothe the emptiness and discomfort in the heart of her legs.

He also did the same thing with his breasts. The areola was swollen because of his eating. Ning Wan's fingers were stroking the man's stamina: My husband... I want to...

Zhu Wanyi was so hard that she was so hard that she was so straightforward that her blood was even faster. She ate in her mouth, split her clothes with one hand, and easily pushed away her confinement petals. Her tentacles were already wet and smooth.

When the scorching hard tread was finally completely buried in the flower path, Zhu Wanyi gasped.

Ning Wan didn't feel any pain at all when invaded, only the fullness and satisfaction of the emptiness filled with emptiness. The scholar was amazing in size and was pushed to his throat in one breath, pushing her moan intermittently: Well... Well Ah... So deep~

Zhu Wanyi's waist was thrusting deep and shallow. The mouth looked small and tight, but it could completely hold him in it. It was tight and warm inside. How could he not be crazy? There was only one thought left in his mind: fuck her hard and squeeze out more slippery vaginal fluid.

The sound of water quickly sounded in the room.

Zhu Wanyi's eyes tightly locked the woman's face, not letting her drunkenness with a slightly messy hair and a half-closed eyes, not letting her trembling, tender and watery breasts because of being beaten.

Every time the point deep in the corridor was hit and ground, the excitement climbed along the intersection and rushed towards the limbs and bones. Ning Wan couldn't help but tremble, and her mind was like fireworks flashing.

Madam...you are so beautiful...

The feeling of burying her flower hole deep is like a boat entering the harbor, like returning home from old age. The comfort and stimulation made him full of passion and had nowhere to put him in, so he could only move harder and more violently. When he pulled out, he only left his glans to support the hole, and when he pushed in, he drove straight in, wishing he could stuff two bags into it.

The sound of slap, the intermittent moans of the woman, and the suppressed low gasps of the man were intertwined. I don’t know how long it took to move, the two of them kissed each other with their lips and tongues, trembling all over, and reaching the peak at the same time.

Since Zhu Wanyi was a critical period for preparing for the exam, he was not indulgent in bed affairs. After a while, the two of them lay side by side on the bed. Ning Wan, who was so tired, finally remembered the serious matter to ask.

My husband, is there a student named Luo Yi in your school?

Zhu Wanyi was still savoring the bone-absorbing feeling just now. Hearing this, he searched the muddy mind and slowly replied: No impression... Studying time is tight and precious, and I didn't interact with those children of aristocratic families.

He turned around and said wonderingly: How could you know this name?

Ning Wan moved the ground as usual, put her thigh on the man, and got the answer she wanted. The fatigue of her previous vigorous exercise gradually spread. She yawned and said carelessly: Oh, I'm going to the school to wait for you today. I heard the scholars passing by, saying that this scholar named Luo Yi was peerless in appearance and had an unparalleled literary talent...

The last few words were so low that they could hardly be heard. The whole person was already in a sweet sleep, leaving Zhu Wanyi alone, and the more he slept, the more he woke up, and his heart seemed to be scratching his claws.

She just went to the institution once and thought about a better-looking and talented scholar...