Chapter 67 Huang Sorghum's Dream

Pan Hongsheng suddenly hit a thrill and looked at Zhao Qing, whose eyelashes trembled slightly, with his eyes open. The child almost moaned.

In the final analysis, Pan Hongsheng is also a real virgin. Although there are countless island war films, the only thing he can do now with zero actual combat experience is to calm down, but he feels that Zhao Qing is slippery. The tender little hand stroked under himself, and Pan Hongsheng almost immediately turned over his body.

Although Zhao Qing is in her early thirties, she has no fat all over her body. The soft shoulders of her flat lower abdomen are no different from the girl. The only difference is that she is a little more charming and enchanting than the girl.

After all, it's different from the little girl who is new to the human experience. Although Zhao Qing hasn't touched a man for eight years, she still has a foundation.

Gently touching the bottom of Pan Hongsheng, Zhao Qing took the initiative to poke out her tongue and stirred in Pan Hongsheng's mouth. The tip of her tongue was entangled from time to time. I don't know how many years have passed.

While touching Pan Hongsheng, Zhao Qing poked in from Pan Hongsheng's clothes with her other hand at the same time, gently touched the muscles of his lower abdomen and chest, and gently touched it with her fingertips.

"Mys..." Pan Hongsheng couldn't help taking a cold breath. Now he has an impulse to vent like a pillar.

At this time, Pan Hongsheng seemed to have endless strength all over his body. After enduring for nearly half a minute, he finally roared. He turned over and pressed Zhao Qing under him fiercely. At the same time, his mouth and hands grabbed Zhao Qing's chest, looking like he couldn't put it down.

I don't know when men like women's breasts. Pan Hongsheng doesn't know why he likes it. Feeling the round and plump bulge, his only instinct is to scratch it.

He gently kneaded Zhao Qing with his fingers. Although Pan Hongsheng was in contact with a woman's body for the first time, he, who had been educated in the island for a long time, knew how to arouse a woman's sexuality.

Licking the protuberance of his chest hard, Pan Hongsheng's upper body lying on Zhao Qing suddenly sat up, and then rudely pulled off half of his sleeve, and another hungry tiger pounced on food.

And Zhao Qing, who felt Pan Hongsheng's enthusiasm, also knew that she didn't need to cover it up. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiao Hongsheng's slowly. After feeling hot and hot, he slowly separated his legs and sent Xiao Hongsheng between his legs.

Of course, Zhao Qing closed her eyes when doing this. After all, she knew what she was doing. Even if she made up her mind to be shameless once, she still wanted to deceive herself.

Lin Xiali, who coincidentally ignored a curious expression on the edge of the bed, stared at them with big eyes.

"Wait a minute, I'll take..." Pan Hongsheng slowly straightened forward along Zhao Qing's strength, and then his back was cold. It seemed that the other party had suction under him, so he couldn't help but want to go in. He resisted his impulse to push forward. Pan Hongsheng quickly said.

"No need to bring it. I'll take the medicine tomorrow." Pan Hongsheng, who was exhaled by Zhao Qing, muttered in her ear, and Pan Hongsheng, who heard this sentence, suddenly hot his head and suddenly entered directly with a force.

After swallowing, Pan Hongsheng's first reaction was to shrug back and forth, but looking at Zhao Qing's slightly frown, she resisted the itching below and looked at the other party.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" Pan Hongsheng didn't know what his mentality was now. He seemed to regard Zhao Qing as his own woman, but he thought it was ridiculous.

"A little, it's been a long time." Zhao Qing frowned and closed her eyes and said that he did not dare to open his eyes to Pan Hongsheng after entering. The only thing that could reduce her psychological burden was to treat the man in front of her as her husband.

"Really?" Pan Hongsheng asked a dull question, and then he couldn't wait to slap himself with a big mouth.

Is it necessary for people to lie to you? Do you want to sell it cheaply?

Zhao Qing, who had no comment, did not answer Pan Hongsheng's question. She just quietly bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, and Pan Hongsheng, who was bored, finally couldn't help it and began to shrug slowly.

This is the first time that Pan Hongsheng has done this kind of thing, but his instinct already existed when he was born, so the he is now closing his eyes and begins to enjoy the pleasure brought by the friction below.

The feeling of being wrapped in warmth and softness made Pan Hongsheng gasp, and Zhao Qing also opened her mouth because of Pan Hongsheng's movements, gasping like a fish.

While shrugging, Pan Hongsheng buried his head in Zhao Qing's chest, carefully smelled the other party's seductive body fragrance, and firmly clasped her shoulders with both hands to make herself deeper and deeper every time.

Pan Hongsheng is like a hard-working cow, moving tirelessly, while Zhao Qing is like a sponge absorbing Pan Hongsheng's sweat to his heart's content. After a while, the two of them have sweated.

"Well, I think..." It sounded like a long time, but in fact it took less than 10 minutes. Pan Hongsheng suddenly felt that he was itchy under him, and there was a feeling of 'not spitting up'. Suddenly, he knew that he was on the verge of the end, and Zhao Qing, who felt the changes under Pan Hongsheng, suddenly stretched out his hand and imprisoned Pan Hong. He was not allowed to pull out Xiao Hongsheng from his waist.

"Ah! Uh-huh!" Zhao Qing's legs trembled obviously, and she felt the twitching Xiao Hongsheng below. A feeling of happiness arose spontaneously, holding Pan Hongsheng and did not let go.

For eight years, although Zhao Qing is not hungry and thirsty, she is definitely not cold. She wants to be a decent woman, but she doesn't know how to enjoy the happiness of women. It was not until she met Pan Hongsheng that she wanted to be crazy once.

Her face turned red. Zhao Qing gently opened her eyes and looked at Pan Hongsheng. At this moment, the young man was lying on Zhao Qing because he was too comfortable, so he could only see his back.

But even if it was just a back, Zhao Qing was stunned.

"Are you tired?" After half a minute, Pan Hongsheng felt that his soft bottom had slipped out. He came down from Zhao Qing, lay down, stretched out his right hand and gently hugged the other party and asked.

"I'm not tired." Zhao Qing shook her head, glanced at Pan Hongsheng's bright eyes, and buried her head under Pan Hongsheng's armpit with a blush.

"If you're not tired, let's fight a few more rounds later!" Pan Hongsheng smiled happily, turned around and hugged Zhao Qing in his arms, and unconsciously put his left hand on Zhao Qing's right chest again.

Without saying a word, Zhao Qing gently turned her body, turned her smooth back to Pan Hongsheng, and then twisted slightly twice to make her back close to Pan Hongsheng without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Pan Hongsheng frowned slightly, and there was a feeling of discomfort in his heart. Anyway, the two of them were also in love, and no one was uncomfortable if they turned their faces.

"Do you think I'm a very casual person?" Zhao Qing turned her back to Pan Hongsheng, and two lines of tears slowly fell down. She resisted crying and asked.

Pan Hongsheng was asked in a moment, and then he was silent for a while and sighed gently. He really didn't know how to answer this question. If it weren't for a casual person, what were the two people doing before? But if the other party is casual, what is it?

"No need to say." Zhao Qing suddenly turned around, stroked Pan Hongsheng's back with one hand, looked up slightly and stuffed her tongue in again, and directly turned over and rode on Pan Hongsheng.

"You don't need to know if I'm a casual person, because you just had a dream."

Zhao Qing seemed to talk to herself, suddenly put her head into the quilt, and then gently licked it. There is a little muddy little red liter.