The President's Deep Kiss: The Little Woman by the Pillow

I don't know how long it took, but when Enson was about to end, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips deeply. His movements were very fast, and the violent impact made Ling Momo in a trance for a moment. She raised her hand and hooked his neck subconsciously, and then she felt hot sweat dripping from his forehead onto her eyelids.

Ling Momo's body tensed up one after another, she felt the man's twitching speed in her body getting faster and faster, every penetration of him seemed to pierce the depths of her soul, Ling Momo Feeling the tingling orgasm, she closed her eyes confusedly, but she knew very well in her heart that the person who gave her such extreme feeling was Enson, the man she loved so much .

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Thinking of this, Ling Momo's heart trembled slightly, and the incessant moaning in her mouth became one sentence: "Enson>

Enson's body suddenly stiffened under Ling Momo's shout, and then his body began to tremble, and then, Ling Momo felt a scalding heat rushing into his body >

At the end of the entanglement, Ling Momo completely collapsed on the bed, and Enson seemed to be exhausted, he lay on her body, panting lowly.

I don't know how long it took, but when Ling Momo was about to fall asleep in a daze, Enson raised his hand and gently touched her sweat-soaked bangs. The faded sex|feel|ambiguity|ambiguity: "Tired?"

Ling Momo closed her eyes, she was so lazy that she didn't want to say a word, but the bottom of her heart became warm because of these two simple things, but she didn't know whether he had intentions or not.

Seeing that she was silent, Enson lowered his head gently and kissed her forehead: "Sleep, good night."

After speaking, he withdrew himself from her body, and then hugged her into his arms.

Ling Momo really collapsed, allowing Enson to hold her tightly, her little head resting on the man's chest, just for a while, she lost her mind, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

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When Ling Momo woke up the next day, Enson had left as usual.

Ling Momo felt that all the bones in her body were in pain as if they were falling apart. She reluctantly got up from the bed, went to the bathroom, and looked into the floor-to-ceiling mirror. There are many traces, showing how passionate last night was.

Ling Momo couldn't help but blushed slightly, and hurried to the washstand to brush her teeth, only to see that the toothpaste and toothbrush that had been packaged in the hotel had been unpacked, neatly packed. Put it in a mouthwash cup.

Ling Momo picked up the toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste, but found that even the inner packaging of the toothpaste had been removed. She brushed her teeth, and when she washed her face, the same was done with the facial cleanser.

Ling Momo naturally knew that Enson did it, and she was touched beyond words.

Although she didn't know when he left, but before he left, he did so many small and insignificant things that touched people's hearts.