Chapter 96: Transplanting flowers and wood (replenishment)

While Shang Rong was thinking about it, a woman seemed to be humming from the bedroom. The voice was indescribable and seductive. Only Yanyan had made such a sound in her sleep.

Shang Rong opened his drunken eyes and looked inside through the crack of the door. Unfortunately, he only saw the dressing table and the bed.

So he pushed the door open a little more, and then he saw a corner of the bed.

The wall lights were on in the room. Shang Rong saw that there seemed to be a pair of feet at the end of the bed. In order to see the owner of these feet, the crack of the door was expanding bit by bit, and Shang Rong's gaze moved up bit by bit. As the crack of the door increased, Shang Rong's gaze showed the outline of the legs, the thighs, and the butt in his sight. Finally, when the entire outline of the person on the bed appeared in his vision, half of Shang Rong's body had already squeezed into the room, leaving only his legs and butt outside.

The wall lights in the room emitted a soft pink light, and the sheets on the bed were covered with a light red color, but the person lying in the middle of the bed could not see clearly, and could only tell that it was a woman, because the man did not have such soft and undulating curves, and the pile of hair on the pillow was pitch black, which contrasted with the surrounding colors.

She spread her hair, she was scattered when drinking, and the woman tied her hair to show dignity to the man, while she was ready to be scattered.

Is Xiuju waiting for fat people in bed like this every day?

Maybe she was not asleep now, just pretending to be asleep. She was waiting for the fat man to come in quietly and then acted in a stolen rape scene.

Thinking of the beautiful scenery that the fat man once described, Shang Rong could no longer hold it back, and flashed into the bedroom, and then gently closed the door.

Now I finally saw it thoroughly. The dark clouds were piled up by the pillow, which reflected a jade face that seemed to be joyful, sad, and delicate, and anger. A smile seemed to be rippling at the corner of his mouth, so that Shang Rong felt that the woman was really not asleep. After a beating heart, he calmed down after hearing the woman's even breathing.

Shang Rong bent down and shook his hand, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the hair a few times.

He silently said: Go to bed, baby.Feel Lao Shang’s admiration for you in his dream. I don’t know what role you are willing to play for Lao Shang in his dream...

As he was muttering in his heart, Shang Rong moved his butt to the bed with a courageous move. His original intention was to sit on the bed and enjoy the picture of the beauty who was drunk. Unexpectedly, the bed was soft and not elastic enough. Shang Rong fell into it as soon as she sat on it. After losing balance, she fell on the bed. Xiuju next to her naturally rolled over and pressed her close together with him.

Shang Rong's heart seemed to stop beating, and he stood motionless on the bed.

At this time, he heard the woman beg something, as if he was blaming his recklessness, and as if he was muttering in his dreams.

After a while, Shang Rong felt a wave of heat coming from Xiuju's body. He gently twitched his legs, and the place he touched was slippery. He looked up and almost exclaimed. It turned out that the woman had just rolled, and the thin quilt on her body was no longer there. Her pair of beautiful legs with a faint pink color were pressing against her. The small vest on her body shrank to her waist. Under her lower abdomen was a pair of panties that were not visible in color tightly wrapped around her private parts. Shang Rong only looked for a while. The lifeline that had just been frightened because of the fright, she instantly stood up and pressed against the woman's exposed waist.

Accompanied by Xiuju's moan in his dream, Shang Rong turned off the wall light casually. This was just his mentality. He hoped that if Xiuju wakes up, she treats herself as a fat man.

The bedroom with the wall light turned off was almost impossible to see clearly, and Xiuju also became a blurry outline on the bed.

Darkness seemed to give Shang Rong courage. He carefully took off Xiuju's underwear and put her in a front sleeping position bit by bit. Then, he pulled his underwear on his legs and groped and squeezed between the woman's legs. Because of his excitement, Shang Rong gasped very hard, but he supported his hands on both sides of the woman's body to avoid suppressing the woman.

The only thing that can move freely is the butt. As the butt moves forward, the woman's thighs lean on her waist, as warm as jade.

Finally, with years of experience, Shang Rong felt that his thing hit Xiuju's key part. It was incredible that it was a Taoyuan after the rain, with gurgling water and clouds and mist.

He greedily played around Taoyuan, while lowering his head to observe Xiuju's expression, and saw her slightly opened lips breathing, with the aroma of wine in the breath.

Is she really awake?

This problem appeared in Shang Rong's heart again, if she was pretending to be asleep...

Shang Rong was suddenly so excited that he couldn't help but shaking his butt became a little bigger. With the heat coming from his lower body, the hard thing rushed into the muddy piles.

Shang Rong raised his head, straightened his neck and opened his mouth wide, trying his best to control the sound that was about to break out, and sent his butt forward uncontrollably, completely occupying the home that Xiuju protected only for the fat man.

At this moment, Xiu Ju's head shaking on the pillow with a sound of Ah, and her long hair covered half of her face. Then, the moans from her mouth were faint, intermittently like the unconscious call of a critically ill patient.

Shang Rong's lower body and Xiuju were tightly pressed together, feeling the unusual throbbing deep in the woman.

Because he did not dare to press on Xiuju, his hands supported him very hard. The sweat beads on his face fell down drop by drop, hitting Xiuju's half-covered breasts, and there seemed to be a flash of water.

I finally fucked the fat man’s wife!

After many years, this wish has not only not disappeared, but has become stronger and stronger as time goes by.

Today I finally got what I wished for.

oh!

Xiuju, I finally fucked you.

Shang Rong raised his head, like a crouching frog, digesting the sudden pleasure in his mind.

At this time, if he lowered his head a little, he would see Xiuju's eyes staring at him, shining with charming brilliance in the darkness.

The butt under his body began to twist slightly rhythmically. At first, Shang Rong thought he was moving. When he understood, his two slender legs had wrapped around his waist, stretched up like a vine, and tied up his neck. With a little force, his arms that supported him felt sore and soft, and his huge body pressed on the naked body that was sweating under him. A steaming murmur came from his ears: Bad guy... don't let others sleep... Oh... Do you want to get someone to sleep like this...

Then the butt that was pressing against him circled up and down, accompanied by AhAh...'s moan.

Shang Rong couldn't believe the scene in front of him. If it weren't for the heat and numbness coming from under him, he would have doubted whether he was in a dream.

Shang Rong no longer hesitated. He pulled a pair of pink arms around his neck, knelt up, curled Xiuju's legs and pushed them against her chest, blocking the woman's sight, and then sifted her butt and shaking them back and forth.

In just a short while, the sound of gurgling water came from below, and the suppressed sobs were like sobs and complaining, and you could hear a few meaningful words.

Oh...bad guy... hurry up... end...

Finally, with the man's brave sprint, the woman shouted several times one after another, and she really died. Her limbs were limp on the bed, and her white body was scattered with a wet light.

Shang Rong dragged her tired body after intense exercise and climbed down from the woman's bed helplessly. He hoped to hug the body that had been bathed in his rain and dew and had a good sleep. But he knew in his heart that this was not his doghouse. There was already a master on this bed, so he could make an occasional guest appearance while the master was not there.

Thinking of this, he opened the bedroom door with satisfaction.

He was still as careful as he came. When the door was closed, his butt first came out of the door, and then his body. When his head retreated, the bedroom door returned to its original state.

But when he turned his face, he was surprised to find that the owner of the room was standing at the door, staring at him like an alien.

The master is here to change shifts.

This was Shang Rong's last thought before he fainted.