Early in the morning, before the immortal slave woke up, a tingling sensation came from his chest.
In a daze, I felt the man's broadband, thin calluses poking into the collar of her underwear, holding a ball of soft breasts on her chest, snatching and rubbing them freely, and pinching them flattened.
Feeling the touch of her skin, the force on her hands became more and more uncontrollable.
Her breasts were played with for a long time, and it was numb and painful. She hummed lightly in a daze, opened her eyes reluctantly, and swept her eyes down.
The collar of the underwear was wide open, and the man grabbed her round and plump breasts with one big hand with a distinct joint and kept kneading her.
The originally white and tender skin was a little red when he rubbed it. The plump breasts kept showing off from the man's fingers, and the delicate nipples had already stood up and bloomed in the man's hands like buds.
Her face turned red suddenly, and the man's lower body was like a fire stick and pressed against her buttocks. She shook all over and woke up a little instantly.
Realizing that she was awake, the man behind her became more and more unscrupulous, pinching her chubby nipples and pulling her, leaning her thin lips against her neck and blowing her breath, teasing her to make her feel weak all over.
Song Shiyan!
The immortal slave called out softly.
It was not yet dawn, and the faint light outside was transmitted through the transparent windowsill.
Um!A man's body covered her from behind, and Song Shiyan's low and mellow voice as a cello was a little hoarse. Xiannu, have you woken up?
No... The immortal slave opened his mouth and spitted a word, and the man took her lips in his mouth, sucking and teasing her a little anxiously.
There is no smell of alcohol, with a dry and warm male atmosphere.
The immortal slave was a little panting by him, turned around in his arms, hugged his neck softly, looked at the man's dark, deep and soft eyes, and put his fingers on his sexy lips. When did you come back, you didn't say anything?
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Recently, she often feels tired. Yesterday, she washed and fell asleep after using dinner. She didn't see him until she went to bed. If he came back to Songyuan, she would not have to suppress her from doing it again.
Yesterday was Laba Festival. The empress dowager of this dynasty believed in Buddhism. In addition, she was old. The emperor expressed respect for her biological mother. Every year, she would take the empress and several important ministers in the court to Huguo Temple to offer porridge and pray for blessings.
Huguo Temple and Song Garden went back and forth for two hours. I thought he was staying in the Song Mansion yesterday, but I didn’t expect that he would come here just after dawn.
Seeing her looking like she was seeking guilty, Song Shiyan sucked her fingers on her lips with a smile and gently sucked her cheeks flushed.
Only after meeting the meaningful look of the man, she felt something was wrong.
Thinking of the question I just asked, I couldn't help but feel like I was asking my husband about his young wife who returned late.
She blushed and thrust her hands. The man did not make things difficult for her and asked her to thrust back.
Then he opened his thin lips and answered her question just now, it was almost ugly.
oh.She responded muffled, avoiding his gaze, her eyelashes drooping restlessly, biting her lip and not asking again.
On the night he came back last night, he pushed open the door and felt warm. The immortal slave was lying on the bed with his mouth slightly raised and was sleeping soundly. His white face was like a flash of cereal that bloomed quietly at midnight, sweet and pure.
Originally, there was no need to go back to Song Garden, but it seemed that there was a longing and thought that led him in the dark. He always had to come back and check it out, so he felt at ease.
He stared at Xiannu's sweet and quiet sleeping face. He didn't wake her up, so he took off his outer robe himself, and then hugged her and went to bed together.
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Seeing her excited appearance after waking up, Song Shiyan felt itchy. He reached out and pinched her chin and pecked her lips. He didn't come last night. Are you missing me or your father-in-law?
The immortal slave was speechless, raised his eyes and stared at him, teasing him early in the morning, slapped his hand on his chest, and pretended to get up from the bed.
Half raised his body, his waist was tightly fixed by the man. He got up and hugged him, his thin lips gently tapping the tip of her nose, and his lower body pressed her with a very suggestive look. Your father-in-law misses you so much, and he is excited when he sees you.Little fairy, how can you compensate your father-in-law?
The thing was pressed against the center of her legs through two layers of very thin silk fabric, which was hard and hot. The immortal slave had been exhausted recently and was in no mood to pay attention to him.
He had to reach out and squeezed it hard through the man's underwear.
You are so old, almost forty, and you are still thinking about this all day long, and you are not afraid of losing your energy one day!
Song Shiyan was not angry either. He looked at her with a burning look, pinching the tender breasts on her chest and rubbing them hard. Not every man can have the blessing to die on the little fairy.
His palm was covered with thin calluses and was strong. The immortal slave felt a little painful when he was rubbed. He frowned and his little hand kneaded the man's thick and thick crotch that had already awakened under the man's crotch like revenge.
Looking at the old man's increasingly heavy face, he kissed his chin with a flattering voice, and his voice was so delicate that it could get out of water. Daddy, be gentle... I have to rub my little breasts for you. If I rub them, you will not be as sweet as the fairy slave.
Song Shiyan's subordinates rubbed their hands and their thin lips pressed against her ears and exhaled heat. My father-in-law didn't dare to rub our sweet and delicate little fairy!But my father-in-law misses you. I was not here last night. Did you miss your little father-in-law?Um?As he said that, he pushed it in her hand twice.
The immortal slave was a little embarrassed by his words, and the hard giant under his hands couldn't help but grow bigger and hot, so she immediately let go.
But he entwilled him unyieldingly, grabbed her little hand that she had pulled back and pressed it against the ball under her crotch, with thin lips pressed against her ears, and scolded her unhappily.
What should I do when I take it back? I continue to touch it. I will give up the prostitute after saying a few words. Who taught you?Isn’t my father-in-law’s cock just for you to touch? You can get familiar with it first, it will miss you so much. I will feed you all the amount for these two days later.
If you are ashamed, the immortal slave will be very tormented. She looked up and glanced at him, a little annoyed. I won’t eat, please let me go!
His eyes are full of water, his voice is soft.
The sound is so sweet that it drips out of honey, there is no such thing as a bit of majesty.Instead, it seems like acting cute.
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Who will you eat if you don’t eat?Do you want to be good if you don’t have to fuck you less?
His tone was a little heavy, and the immortal slave couldn't help feeling wronged, feeling like a woman who gave him sexual needs, that's all.
The time I spent with the man in front of me was not long before having sex.
But when she thought about it, she felt a little ridiculous again.
He is just her father-in-law, what can she ask for?
It's just a borrowed seed. In addition to having sex, do you also have to ask him to fulfill his husband's obligations?
Besides, he might get tired of her in the future, so he found a farmer and sent her away, or ended her with a pot of poisoned wine, so as not to embarrass the Song family.
The things in front of her are already ridiculous enough, and she cannot and dare not ask too much. A few days ago, Song Shiyan had already agreed to help Mei's father get out of trouble. Now all she has to do is wait for the opportunity and make plans after Mei's father returns to Beijing.
Maybe she will separate after she is pregnant, so she can return to her normal life and raise her children well.
After thinking it through, she felt relieved. She reached out to the man's chest and looked at him with watery eyes. My father-in-law wanted to do it, so at least I could go down to have breakfast to fill my stomach, right?
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Before it was bright, a small melon-shaped glass lamp on the kang emitted a weak light, shining on Song Shiyan's rough plaster-like face, cold and stiff.
His dark eyes were as deep as the sea, and the index finger of his left hand was shaking gently unconsciously.
After more than ten years of ups and downs in the officialdom, he keenly realized something was wrong. He stared at her pretty face for a long time, but couldn't see anything.
Song Shiyan had no choice but to give up, picked up the face of the little fairy in front of him, lowered his head and kissed her red lips deeply, and then let go of her.
It is said that women's hearts are under the sea. In just a few days, this little thing was fine just now, and the sweet atmosphere suddenly disappeared. I wonder where he messed with her.
In a daze, I felt the man's broadband, thin calluses poking into the collar of her underwear, holding a ball of soft breasts on her chest, snatching and rubbing them freely, and pinching them flattened.
Feeling the touch of her skin, the force on her hands became more and more uncontrollable.
Her breasts were played with for a long time, and it was numb and painful. She hummed lightly in a daze, opened her eyes reluctantly, and swept her eyes down.
The collar of the underwear was wide open, and the man grabbed her round and plump breasts with one big hand with a distinct joint and kept kneading her.
The originally white and tender skin was a little red when he rubbed it. The plump breasts kept showing off from the man's fingers, and the delicate nipples had already stood up and bloomed in the man's hands like buds.
Her face turned red suddenly, and the man's lower body was like a fire stick and pressed against her buttocks. She shook all over and woke up a little instantly.
Realizing that she was awake, the man behind her became more and more unscrupulous, pinching her chubby nipples and pulling her, leaning her thin lips against her neck and blowing her breath, teasing her to make her feel weak all over.
Song Shiyan!
The immortal slave called out softly.
It was not yet dawn, and the faint light outside was transmitted through the transparent windowsill.
Um!A man's body covered her from behind, and Song Shiyan's low and mellow voice as a cello was a little hoarse. Xiannu, have you woken up?
No... The immortal slave opened his mouth and spitted a word, and the man took her lips in his mouth, sucking and teasing her a little anxiously.
There is no smell of alcohol, with a dry and warm male atmosphere.
The immortal slave was a little panting by him, turned around in his arms, hugged his neck softly, looked at the man's dark, deep and soft eyes, and put his fingers on his sexy lips. When did you come back, you didn't say anything?
……………………
Recently, she often feels tired. Yesterday, she washed and fell asleep after using dinner. She didn't see him until she went to bed. If he came back to Songyuan, she would not have to suppress her from doing it again.
Yesterday was Laba Festival. The empress dowager of this dynasty believed in Buddhism. In addition, she was old. The emperor expressed respect for her biological mother. Every year, she would take the empress and several important ministers in the court to Huguo Temple to offer porridge and pray for blessings.
Huguo Temple and Song Garden went back and forth for two hours. I thought he was staying in the Song Mansion yesterday, but I didn’t expect that he would come here just after dawn.
Seeing her looking like she was seeking guilty, Song Shiyan sucked her fingers on her lips with a smile and gently sucked her cheeks flushed.
Only after meeting the meaningful look of the man, she felt something was wrong.
Thinking of the question I just asked, I couldn't help but feel like I was asking my husband about his young wife who returned late.
She blushed and thrust her hands. The man did not make things difficult for her and asked her to thrust back.
Then he opened his thin lips and answered her question just now, it was almost ugly.
oh.She responded muffled, avoiding his gaze, her eyelashes drooping restlessly, biting her lip and not asking again.
On the night he came back last night, he pushed open the door and felt warm. The immortal slave was lying on the bed with his mouth slightly raised and was sleeping soundly. His white face was like a flash of cereal that bloomed quietly at midnight, sweet and pure.
Originally, there was no need to go back to Song Garden, but it seemed that there was a longing and thought that led him in the dark. He always had to come back and check it out, so he felt at ease.
He stared at Xiannu's sweet and quiet sleeping face. He didn't wake her up, so he took off his outer robe himself, and then hugged her and went to bed together.
……………………
Seeing her excited appearance after waking up, Song Shiyan felt itchy. He reached out and pinched her chin and pecked her lips. He didn't come last night. Are you missing me or your father-in-law?
The immortal slave was speechless, raised his eyes and stared at him, teasing him early in the morning, slapped his hand on his chest, and pretended to get up from the bed.
Half raised his body, his waist was tightly fixed by the man. He got up and hugged him, his thin lips gently tapping the tip of her nose, and his lower body pressed her with a very suggestive look. Your father-in-law misses you so much, and he is excited when he sees you.Little fairy, how can you compensate your father-in-law?
The thing was pressed against the center of her legs through two layers of very thin silk fabric, which was hard and hot. The immortal slave had been exhausted recently and was in no mood to pay attention to him.
He had to reach out and squeezed it hard through the man's underwear.
You are so old, almost forty, and you are still thinking about this all day long, and you are not afraid of losing your energy one day!
Song Shiyan was not angry either. He looked at her with a burning look, pinching the tender breasts on her chest and rubbing them hard. Not every man can have the blessing to die on the little fairy.
His palm was covered with thin calluses and was strong. The immortal slave felt a little painful when he was rubbed. He frowned and his little hand kneaded the man's thick and thick crotch that had already awakened under the man's crotch like revenge.
Looking at the old man's increasingly heavy face, he kissed his chin with a flattering voice, and his voice was so delicate that it could get out of water. Daddy, be gentle... I have to rub my little breasts for you. If I rub them, you will not be as sweet as the fairy slave.
Song Shiyan's subordinates rubbed their hands and their thin lips pressed against her ears and exhaled heat. My father-in-law didn't dare to rub our sweet and delicate little fairy!But my father-in-law misses you. I was not here last night. Did you miss your little father-in-law?Um?As he said that, he pushed it in her hand twice.
The immortal slave was a little embarrassed by his words, and the hard giant under his hands couldn't help but grow bigger and hot, so she immediately let go.
But he entwilled him unyieldingly, grabbed her little hand that she had pulled back and pressed it against the ball under her crotch, with thin lips pressed against her ears, and scolded her unhappily.
What should I do when I take it back? I continue to touch it. I will give up the prostitute after saying a few words. Who taught you?Isn’t my father-in-law’s cock just for you to touch? You can get familiar with it first, it will miss you so much. I will feed you all the amount for these two days later.
If you are ashamed, the immortal slave will be very tormented. She looked up and glanced at him, a little annoyed. I won’t eat, please let me go!
His eyes are full of water, his voice is soft.
The sound is so sweet that it drips out of honey, there is no such thing as a bit of majesty.Instead, it seems like acting cute.
……………………
Who will you eat if you don’t eat?Do you want to be good if you don’t have to fuck you less?
His tone was a little heavy, and the immortal slave couldn't help feeling wronged, feeling like a woman who gave him sexual needs, that's all.
The time I spent with the man in front of me was not long before having sex.
But when she thought about it, she felt a little ridiculous again.
He is just her father-in-law, what can she ask for?
It's just a borrowed seed. In addition to having sex, do you also have to ask him to fulfill his husband's obligations?
Besides, he might get tired of her in the future, so he found a farmer and sent her away, or ended her with a pot of poisoned wine, so as not to embarrass the Song family.
The things in front of her are already ridiculous enough, and she cannot and dare not ask too much. A few days ago, Song Shiyan had already agreed to help Mei's father get out of trouble. Now all she has to do is wait for the opportunity and make plans after Mei's father returns to Beijing.
Maybe she will separate after she is pregnant, so she can return to her normal life and raise her children well.
After thinking it through, she felt relieved. She reached out to the man's chest and looked at him with watery eyes. My father-in-law wanted to do it, so at least I could go down to have breakfast to fill my stomach, right?
……………………
Before it was bright, a small melon-shaped glass lamp on the kang emitted a weak light, shining on Song Shiyan's rough plaster-like face, cold and stiff.
His dark eyes were as deep as the sea, and the index finger of his left hand was shaking gently unconsciously.
After more than ten years of ups and downs in the officialdom, he keenly realized something was wrong. He stared at her pretty face for a long time, but couldn't see anything.
Song Shiyan had no choice but to give up, picked up the face of the little fairy in front of him, lowered his head and kissed her red lips deeply, and then let go of her.
It is said that women's hearts are under the sea. In just a few days, this little thing was fine just now, and the sweet atmosphere suddenly disappeared. I wonder where he messed with her.
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