Chapter 337

Unwilling to end the Original match (20) {Unedited} +18

"Um... My husband... I'm so hot..." Di Si Mosheng took out a hand and grasped her swollen breasts, and her slender fingers tumbled the already erect nipples from time to time. Zhou Min knew that this was the inevitable reaction of men and women intercourse, but the reaction to doing this kind of thing with him was particularly strong, which made her almost unbearable.

"Hot? What's hot? Is it hot there? The bright eyes were dangerously raised, and it was harder to bite the tip of her tongue and suck it.

"Well... it hurts!" The beautiful eyes accused him strangely, but it provoked him to squeeze his lips and smile, like the first morning light in the spring, which warmed the cold world and made Zhou Min dazzled for a moment.

"Does Pi Xiang fascinate you like this? Everything in the world is pink skulls, and finally nothingness. Although you have half of the body of the demon realm, the other half of your body is also a fairy body. Therefore, as long as one person extradites you, one day, you can turn into a demon's desire, inherit the way of heaven, and finally overcome three thousand obstacles to fade the demon body, become an immortal, and enjoy the immortal record. Before that I will help you, and I will repay you for helping me..." Let go of her lips, looked straight at Zhou Min, who was obsessed because of him, and said seriously.

"Do you want me take off the demon body and become an immortal?!" Zhou Min looked at the man on her. Although her desire was added to her body, her eyes were still clear, with a trace of indifference. It seemed that she was just discussing things, not a trace of personal affairs, only cause and effect.

The hand, along his delicate and cold face, slowly described, seemed to want to print the man in the depths of his soul, raised his upper body, held his lips, and gently licked and kissed, "You don't have to cross me to become a fairy. It doesn't matter if it's a demon or a fairy, as long as I remember the original intention, everything is just identity. I just want you to promise me a thousand years to be my husband. Love me, spoil me, protect me, only me in my eyes, remember me in my mind, this place holds me, think of me first when meditating every day, kiss me every day, hug me to sleep at night, go, first look back at me, take the initiative to reach out and hold me, when sad, take the initiative to hold me, when others bully me, stand up for me, etc. Species, only one, for me! After a thousand years, I am willing to help you become a Taoist!"

Di Simo watched Zhou Min slowly put her hand on his left chest room, smiling gently and transparently, but with a feeling that he couldn't speak clearly, which made him feel a little faint.

"It's a little complicated." Di Simo muttered.

Zhou Min pulled down his body, looked up and kissed his lips, gently shallow, and said, "It doesn't matter. In a thousand years, I will slowly tell you how to do it well. "

For Di Simo, he was a little passive in accepting Zhou Min's seemingly non-existentive kiss with a trace of temptation. He prefers to take the initiative to master everything.

He put his hands around Zhou Min's head and licked and kissed her cheeks and ears, followed by her sensitive neck and shoulders.

There are small kiss marks like petals on it, reflecting a magical beauty of her white and tender skin.

Zhou Min was not idle. His hands began to pull the clothes on Di Simo's body and peel them off eagerly one by one.

Feeling Zhou Min's action, although Di Simo stopped for a second, he still let Zhou Min's hand pull his clothes randomly in the end, and his cold phoenix eyes began to gradually burn the faint purple flame. Although it was not wild and fierce, it was enough to start a prairie.

He leaned down, slowly held one of the nipples, rolled it up with his tongue and began to taste and suck...

"Uh-huh...Uh-huh..." The cold lips kept touching the pale pink areola. Di Simo closed his eyes and carefully recalled all the movements in the fantasy, sucking the tip of the erect nipple in his mouth, and teasing it back and forth with his tongue in his mouth from time to time.

His other hand also followed his determination to want her at this time, opening his five fingers to cover her other plump breasts, sometimes gently and sometimes grasping hard.

And I have never heard of the hand that has been rubbing Little Pearl on her labia, and has been playing with it freely.

Zhou Min's lewd and unbearable gasp gradually came from the room, and the rough murmur of the man who was unable to make himself, but he was sealed in a fixed space by the boundary set by Di Simo earlier, and would not be found outside. After all, in the fairyland, this kind of thing is taboo. After all, lust has always been listed in all desires. First! Let the people in the fairyland hate it and be ashamed of it!

When Zhou Min finally took off all of Di Simo's clothes, he found that he had all the exquisite, strong but delicate and delicate physique, and his tangled muscles were condensed on his perfect body.

At this time, the two of them were completely naked, and his muscles rubbed against her. The wonderful and strange feeling once made him lost and indulge in desire and wanted to roar ruthlessly again and again.

"This, is this the feeling of being grasped by desire? There is a hot feeling that it seems that it can't be pressed. Di Simo frowned tightly and felt Zhou Min's protruding breast buds touching his male nipples, and the pleasure of numbness spread like a blooming fireworks on his chest.

The woman under him had to say that she was suffocatingly beautiful, with a unique vitality and charm, which swept over his reason and silence. The desire began to roar and roared for her. The desire he felt pain for the first time.

Di Simo, who had the desire to control his body, deeply kissed Zhou Min's lips, and she also hooked his neck with her warm hands, opened her mouth, and responded to his confused thoughts at this time. There was a feeling of dying with him.

The extreme lingering of lips and tongue, the warmth and dampness and smoothness, and the suffocation of everything made the two people gradually become eager.

The little hand involuntarily stroked Di Simo's naked body, and the silky touch made her linger.

Wide chest, round nipples, distinct abdominal muscles, and lush hair between the legs...

An itchy fever suddenly rose in the lower abdomen, and the body began to long for the feeling of being vigorously penetrated.

His eyes were squeaked, staring at the god Simo gradually stained with erotic color and with noble and cold facial features, slanting eyebrows, deep eyes, and straight nose...

The little hand slowly went down. When the red lips and the little pearls in the labia were played with at will, they also held the huge male root, rubbed and flirted...