Chapter 350 (+18)

Unwilling to end the Original match (33) {Unedited} +18

The embrace at this time, the time of thousands of years, for her, is so precious and sad.

Di Simo looked at Zhou Min's slightly distracted appearance and frowned slightly. I lowered my head and whispered to her white little ears, "Zhou Min, why do I see you again in a thousand years? I find that there are so many emotions in your eyes that I can't understand. Why, every time you look at me, you always show that complicated and entangled eyes. What secret do you hide..."

Zhou Min foolishly looked at the cold and noble face in front of her, and the cold and fragrant breath sprayed on her face, but Di Simo's words made Zhou Min slightly stunned and muttered, "Can't you understand the emotions..."

Zhou Min suddenly sneered, "Sir, I'm hiding a big secret. This secret has made me entangled and painful for thousands of years, unwilling and desperate... What do you think that secret will be..."

"Don't laugh!" Di Simo looked at the smile on Zhou Min's face at this time and only felt eye-catching. There seemed to be something pulling on his chest. There was no special feeling, but slightly uncomfortable.

"I don't know what your hidden secret is, but, Zhou Min, I want to remind you not to destroy your own creation."

"My husband, I have got the greatest creation." Di Simo still wanted to say something, but Zhou Min raised his upper body slightly, put his lips on it, and blocked what he was about to say.

While he flashed slightly, Zhou Min's little tongue had already entered, licked every part of his mouth, and finally wrapped his tongue...

It's hard to part with it.

When Di Simo came to his senses, he naturally took the initiative again, put his hand on her neck, and pressed her back on the table, and he also followed closely, attaching her lips.

The kiss slowly became fierce from the previous lingering. His domineering tongue swept every inch of space in her mouth with his tongue as if to swear sovereignty, making her suffocate her.

During the hug and kiss, Di Simo put Zhou Min's two legs high on his shoulders, bent down, and slightly withdrew the meat stick that had long been ready to be released in the small hole, and then stood up again.

"Ah..." Although there is the moisture of love liquid, although it has been climaxed once, when his meat stick was inserted rudely again, it still made her tremble uncontrollably. It was not painful, but too big, too deep, too hard.

At this time, he was like a fierce lion out of the gate, wildly entangling her, grabbing her fragile core... The strong pleasure like an electric shock suddenly flowed all over her body.

With her legs hanging on her shoulders, Zhou Min was pressed to death on the round table by Di Simo. The thick meat stick was inserted more deeply into her body, and it was rhythming in her body unscrupulously. It was more and more violent and faster. Frome from time to time, the sound of the love liquid on the inner wall was made by the fierce collision when the person blushing was inserted.

"Well...uh...ah...ah...ah..." Zhou Min couldn't stand it. He banded his buttocks, pressed his lower abdomen out of control, and suppressed the bulge. "You...you...don't go in again...Please..." The comfort was so strong that it was so strong that it hurt. Di Simo didn't know why, the action this time was more fierce and unrestrained than that night. .

The meat stick has pierced her uterus, and it is still going deep!

Zhou Min, who was scared by Di Simo's behavior, couldn't help crying and begging, "Sir husband, don't... stop... don't... ah... please... ah, slow... slow... a little... too... fast... I... no... okay..."

Di Simo firmly held Zhou Min's delicate waist, and his eyes were dark. Suddenly, he felt that he was retreating. The bulge under his hands pressed on his lower abdomen disappeared, and the pain was lightened. Just as Zhou Min was slightly relieved, he was fierce and another fierce top, which made Zhou Min almost gasp and accepted the flushing pleasure. At that time, I felt that my uterus and palms were affected by that terrible impact.

"You...you...you..." Zhou Min was so surprised that she twitched...

The deepest flower heart could not stand such torture. Zhou Min shook her head desperately and struggled in the pleasure that made her afraid. Every time the palm of her hand bulged, she would subconsciously press it down. As a result, it triggered more intense comfort and made her scream, "Don't... stop... I... can't stand it." The words have not been finished. , thrown into the extreme climax, unable to make a sound, only gasp.

"Don't stop, right? Well, anyway, I also want to compensate you well. Every night of the spring night in the world, I will do as you want..." After saying that, he bumped her buttocks more heavily and let his long meat stick indulge in her little hole.

"In fact, if you don't remind me, I forgot that when I was in the world, I would make all kinds of spring nights for you every night, but every time, I watched you orgasm, sprayed and fainted by your fingers in bed like a bystander. At that time, I was thinking about what kind of feeling could make A woman is so indulgent, with a happy expression and painful on her face. Now looking at you lying under me, I know that your body is really too weak... Playing with yourself can make you so desperate. How can you serve my desire! The day before yesterday, I didn't have enough fun, and you can't do it anymore..."

Di Simo mastered her breasts and slowly teased her.

"Don't... do this... slow down... too... too fast..., my husband, I... can't bear... can't... please... please... please... let go... let me go..." I can't stand his intense love, I can only cry to him.

"But, you said, you want me to faint you! I'm fulfilling your wish." His hoarse words, with the smell of lust, and the depth of his eyes made him look a little strange. Suddenly, he raised his waist and slammed up more fiercely.

Zhou Min was shocked and almost choked, "Please... you, I... don't..." She can't stand the action.

"What you want, Zhou Min." He smiled and restrained her waist, "Hold me firmly, Zhou Min." After saying that, Di Simo began a strong and crazy sprint.

The unbearable pleasure was close to the barbarism, and tears flowed down. No matter how tightly she grabbed his shoulder, she would be pushed forward, and then pulled back by him. Her buttocks were pressed hard to meet him. She couldn't dodge, but she could only bear his increasingly brutal stab, "My husband, husband, no... okay..., please... ...Please..." Zhou Min cried and begged, "I can't stand it...please...please...you, I will...be killed by you..."

Heavy impact, rough friction, the sound of water gurgling skin and violent collision, Zhou Min's unbearable crying, Di Simo's low roar of pleasure, everything began to be unruly, and the rich taste of lust did not fade.