The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Huang Fulian clasped her tightly in her arms with one hand, untied her belt with her big hand, and crawled in, stroking every inch of her delicate skin with fiery palms.

Then, he held her plump breasts and pinched her wantonly...

"Huangfulian..." Jiang Nanyan's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were misty, and she gasped and refused between his kisses, "No, this is...Wu Yu and the others..."

Her voice was low and intermittent, her cheeks were rosy, and she looked even more alluring under the faint firelight.

"The cell is far away from here, they can't hear it." Huang Fulian said, the slender palm slid between her thighs, and after lingering on the white, tender and smooth skin for a while, she straightened her center of gravity and flexed her fingers lightly With a tick, loosen the strap of her heart dress. [

Jiang Nanyan only felt a chill in her chest, and before she could be overwhelmed, Huang Fulian tore off her thin heart clothing, and threw it into the corner of the carriage.

"Huangfulian... no..." Jiang Nanyan's cheeks were bright red, her eyes were half-closed, she protested softly, she reached out her hand to try to stop his attack, but Huangfulian slid it away deftly.

He held her Xuenen with one hand and rubbed it freely, while the other hand quickly moved down to her waist, ripped off her silk pants, and poked in, looking for the warm side. tender.

At the same time, Huangfulian's tongue didn't stop, she kept raging and sucking in her lips, pulling out her tongue...

"Hmm..." Jiang Nanyan murmured softly, her face blushed as if she was about to bleed, and under the orange fire that came in through the gap, she was indescribably shy and coquettish.

The fine silk trousers were pulled down to the bottom of the hips, and the gently kneading hands between the legs were pulled out quickly, and they clasped Jiang Nanyan's slender waist, turned her over, and let her hold the window of the carriage with both hands, Lie on your stomach with your back to yourself.

"Huang, Huangfulian... No, no..." Jiang Nanyan couldn't keep up with his hasty pace, biting her lip and panting.

Huang Fulian didn't speak, her slightly turbid breath sprayed on her neck, her hands rubbed her harder, teased her, and confuse her mind.

Under his deliberate teasing, her tenderness has already been wet.

Huang Fulian quickly pulled off her belt, released her already swollen and painful high-spiritedness, lifted her skirt a little rudely, and the throbbing man stuck to it tightly.

"No, no..." Jiang Nanyan bit her lip, still weakly resisting.

Huang Fulian didn't let go of her, the man's top rubbed up and down the entrance of her flower path twice, then straightened her waist and filled her firmly.

At the moment of deep union, the two groaned at the same time.

Almost at the moment when he entered her, Huangfulian had already started to move. He withdrew shallowly, then slammed into her deeply, each stroke carried scalding temperature and powerful force, knocking her out of her mind. Nothing, I can only hum under his rhythm...