Chapter 625 The Counterattack of Beauty

Catherine Zeta Jones threw down her harsh words at the playboy's mouth and planned to turn around to get her clothes, but she suddenly put her hand into her arms for the playboy. She was so tight that she couldn't even struggle. On the contrary, she had a feeling of being surrounded by breath. It was familiar and infatuated, but that made her sink, which made her more Adding anger, there is panic, resistance, and perhaps love!

When she was about to leave her anger, the playboy grabbed her hand on his chest and said softly, "I don't want clothes. I want my heart. I left it with you..."

"Hmm, heart, do you still have a heart?" Catherine Zeta Jones was stunned, and the next moment she immediately sneered. The contempt was very strong. "Or it should be said that your heart is too big, or you have a lot of hearts..." Looking at the bastard in front of her, the more I thought about it, the more I hated him, and laughed and said, "Of course, we can also say that your heart has been separated. Broken, divided into countless pieces, I think no woman has ever got your complete heart, even Barbara.

His hands were pressed against the smooth and delicate skin. The wonderful touch was touching, and Catherine Zeta Jones's plump and straight snow chest in her eyes stood proudly in front of him like the girl in front of him. The playboy was like a shameless man. It seemed that he didn't hear the sarcasm of the beauty. He stretched out his hand and stretched out his hand. She gently drew a heart with her fingers on her smooth and plump chest. She was very sure and said in a sincere soft voice, "Yes, it has been deeply integrated with your heart. You can actually feel it clearly, but you just hid it."

"So that's it. I should have thought of it a long time ago." Catherine Zeta Jones was still unmoved. She just smiled sarcastically and looked at his fingers sliding on her chest. "Are you unwilling? Are you unwilling to lose? Are you unwilling to finally not get my body? Do you still have some regrets now? You shouldn't have pretended to be a man at the beginning? You should have possessed me long ago."

The beauty said that the playboy was the most unbearable person in the most vicious language, but she grabbed his hand and covered her chest directly. She sneered and said, "Come on, enjoy it to your heart's content. I just hope that you, the devil, will not bother me from now on. I want to live a normal life, just think it's me begging you."

Looking at the playboy coldly, he didn't move, and sneered again, "What, are you still pretending to be a gentleman? Do you need me to take the initiative?" I stretched out my hand to untie the playboy's clothes. "Sure enough, I'm spoiled by women and know how to enjoy it. Well, I'll serve you well..."

This girl was probably going crazy. She just unbuttoned a button and began to tear the playboy's clothes. At this time, the playboy who had no action also went crazy and kissed her in her arms, and Catherine Zeta Jones immediately entangled with the playboy after a little struggle.

Next, both of them seemed to be in madness, tearing each other's clothes, but kissing enthusiastically, caressing, and demanding everything from each other.

Unconsciously, the two people have fallen on the ** that is extremely familiar with both of them, and there is no cover on the two of them. The playboy holds a little crazy and confused beauty and intends to start the final madness. However, at this time, Catherine Zeta Jones is like a Hercules, taking him Overturned on the bed, he first rode on him and sneered, "You should understand that I am the master of this game. I am possessing you, and I am giving you all this."

But as soon as she grabbed the ferocious and terrible guy against the honey of her lower body, there was a brief hesitation, which she had been sticking to. No matter how cruel she spoke before, it was, but that said that once she really did it, there was no room for redemption. However, in that short moment, For a moment, she seemed to put everything behind, and her round buttocks sat down hard, so that the guy who looked as hateful as the bastard in front of her rushed deep into the deepest part of her body.

Catherine Zeta Jones's pretty face turned white with pain, which was much more painful than she thought. Tears were coming down. Her body lay on him, lowered her head and bit him fiercely. Her teeth were stained with a layer of blood, salty, which seemed to be a little balanced in her heart. She said hatefully, "I hurt, and you don't think about it. It's better."

She is really crazy. Even if it hurts, she can resist it. If she bites the playboy as compensation, she stubbornly twists her waist and swings her buttocks. Fortunately, the playboy finally loves her. The madness just now is just to cooperate with her mood, stretching out her hands to skillfully release the love in her body, so that she can adapt to all this as soon as possible.

No matter how cruel and crazy she is, she is a woman after all. After hysterically enjoying the first love tide, she no longer has the strength, and the initiative finally came to the hands of the playboy, and the playboy still has no pity on the surface, holding her delicate body and indulges it wantonly.

I don't know how long it took, Catherine Zeta Jones finally surrendered. She wanted to grit her teeth and couldn't help it. The playboy also bit her shoulder several times. Finally, she clenched her body with eight claws and didn't let him move again. She knew that if she didn't talk like the previous two times, this bastard would not spare her. He was cruel. It's done!

"That's enough. You should also keep your promise and go!" However, what she said at the beginning was still hard, but the playboy just kissed her lips and tasted it carefully, making her almost intoxicated. "Is it enough? You know it yourself. Since you promised me, I have to enjoy it enough before I leave."

Catherine Zeta Jones can naturally clearly feel the big guy who is still strong in the depths of her body, shy and hateful, but she really dares not let him to tos around again. She said coldly, "You have to figure it out. I didn't say that you can get out after enjoying it enough."

"That won't work. I won't leave if I don't enjoy it enough!" The playboy played tricks, but he didn't move the key parts, but his hands came out together. The wonderful feeling made her heart tremble. She knew that it might be a prelude. She quickly grabbed his hand and said harshly, "What on earth do you want? Don't think I'll make you so presumptuous all the time."

The playboy didn't answer, but kissed her lips again. She had no resistance at all. After a while, she gasped slightly, and her body gradually softened. This time, Catherine Zeta Jones even began to soften her attitude. She finally pulled away his head and stared at his eyes. "You have got Aren't you satisfied with everything you want?" He couldn't help saying harshly, "Do you want me to die before you let me go?"

The playboy stroked her with a delicate and red face after she was happy. She looked more beautiful. She kissed her lips again, and finally said softly, "Are you still resisting now? You know my heart to you, and you also know how you feel in your heart. Isn't the madness just now the last hair in your heart? Is it leaked?"

Catherine Zeta Jones ignored him, didn't even look at him, and didn't even give him a chance to kiss her again, so that she wouldn't really sink. She was only a little shorter than him and shrank her head on the back of his head.

Playboy doesn't mind. He turned his head slightly, and her crystal earlobe was in front of him. "I said a long time ago that I love you, and I will always pester you, but I will give you time to think..."

The playboy held Catherine Zeta Jones a little tighter, which was a kind of love that suffocated her. She finally couldn't help it and sneered, "You didn't give me a chance to think at all. You pestered me every day and didn't give me any gap. Even at night, you would hold me in your arms, tightly, a little There are no gaps, but I don't ask if I'm willing to..."

Saying this seemed to be a little ambiguous and curled his lips, "I hate your self-righteousness. I hate that you think you are charming and amazing. I hate everything about you. You annoy me. As soon as I see you, I feel like I'm going crazy."

"Do you really hate me," the playboy bit her crystal earlobe, so that she had to raise her head again, and he stared into her eyes. "Then I'll ask you a question. In the days when you were with me, is your smile fake? Are you pretending to be happy, and even you act coquettish to me. When I'm shy, is everything my hallucination?

Catherine Zeta Jones stared at the playboy's eyes, panicked, or when all the women stared at the playboy affectionately, they panicked, a little sweet, and turned her head, but the playboy held his cheeks and looked at him. In anger, she said randomly, "What's that? I just follow When a puppy plays, there are always happy times. Do I have a straight face all day long?

The playboy was also annoyed, "Well, let's continue what we didn't play. When I've enjoyed it enough, I'll leave."

As soon as he moved, his body immediately couldn't adapt after resting for a long time. The pain was even more obvious. Catherine Zeta Jones immediately wrapped her legs around his waist, beat her hands hard on his chest and pouted, "Bastard, it hurts. Are you still a man? Can you only use this kind of rogue means?"

This sounded a little coquettish. The playboy took the opportunity to hold her lips. After a lingering kiss, when she was a little soft and confused, he said softly, "Be good or not!"

"Hmm!" Catherine Zeta Jones almost subconsciously answered. After the sound came out, she found that something was wrong. Just as she was about to turn around, the playboy hugged her tightly again and sealed her lips, and no longer gave her any chance to speak.

PS: It's uncomfortable! Yesterday, I heard a buddy say that he had a cold. I was still talking about it. Why is my body so weak? I was so tired last night. From this afternoon to now, my head is stiff, my eyes are painful, and my nose has used up a dozen of paper towels!

Everyone, I'm going to bed first. The feeling of sudden collapse in this season, you'd better be careful. I wish you good health, sincerity, health is a blessing!

(to be continued)