“Where does it itch, Mo Mo?” The man asked her with a smile.
Xiang Yi Mo whimpered and remained silent. Her small face became redder. It was most likely because she felt too bashful to utter it.
Both of her perky breasts were caressed for a while.
Her white breasts were covered with hickeys of varying intensity like red plums dotted all over the snowy peaks.
The two vermilion berries on her mounds were also sucked and became moist and red as they stood up playfully.
This alone caused quite a lot of juices to flow out of Xiang Yi Mo’s genitals.
“Is it… here?” Jing Qian’s teeth accidentally lightly grazed her delicate nipples.
Xiang Yi Mo gasped. “Don’t play in this way. (Whimper)” All she could feel was a growing itch on her chest, causing her down there to feel the same.
“Mo Mo, be good. Tell me where it itches?”
Jing Qian opened his mouth and pressed himself to Xiang Yi Mo’s ear, coaxing her subtly.
But with this tone, he sounded as if he was serious and would help her stop the itch if she answered. —
“Uh… Down there.” Xiang Yi Mo clamped her legs.
When Jing Qian heard this, the corners of his lips raised. “So it’s here~.”
His big palm caressed the tender flesh between her legs and squeezed it. Then, he pressed his swollen rod — which was bulging in his pants and created a considerable size — against that area. These thrusts made her panties even wetter.
“I really want to fuck you.” He smothered a sigh. He listened to Xiang Yi Mo’s soft cries, which were adorable and slutty.
His rod was getting increasingly swollen, so swollen and painful that he wanted to fuck her to tears right then and there.
When he undid his pants, the rod finally broke free and popped out, hitting hard on the area between Xiang Yi Mo’s legs.
It was also steaming hot, and it made her body shiver.
The flush on Xiang Yi Mo’s little face grew even redder, as red as some sweet, ripe fruit and vegetable waiting to be picked.
Jing Qian scooped her torso up and had her kneel with her hands on the headboard. Then, he raised her buttocks and propped her up in a doggy-style position.
“Clamp your legs,” he spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
Xiang Yi Mo obediently complied. In the next second, she felt the hot, thick rod plunging into the sunken area of her panties in between her legs. His member shook and jolted from how her legs clamped against it, and then it poked that area repeatedly.
Even though she was somewhat embarrassed, she couldn’t hold back her moans when he thrust in between her legs and moaned with every thrust.
“That’s a nice moan.” Jing Qian sighed softly, squeezing her soft waist and adding more force as he thrust.
It gave Xiang Yi Mo a feeling that he was trying to break her open as if the sheer layer separating them didn’t exist, and he would ram into her body in his next thrust.
It made her a little afraid and a little inexplicably eager.
The rod was moving back and forth between her legs, increasingly faster.
He is so thick, so hot.
As Xiang Yi Mo was ground against in such a manner, the grind made her belly twitch, and an unfamiliar itch squeezed out of her depths.
“Mo Mo, are you comfortable?”
Jing Qian leaned down, tilted his head and nibbled on her little red ear.
In between her incessant moaning, Xiang Yi Mo dazedly responded with an “mm” sound. Her mind was almost completely empty.
It is more than comfortable. It is almost too comfortable.
The area between her thighs was getting wetter and wetter as he thrust.
“Then, does Mo Mo want to be more comfortable?” Jing Qian whispered.
Upon hearing this, Xiang Yi Mo glanced back at him. Her eyes were clouded with lust as if she was trying to ask him how she could be more comfortable.
Jing Qian’s arm around her waist tightened, and he slammed it hard against the moist pussy. “Let me put it in. It’ll be more comfortable.”
The two flaps were spread a little more apart as the rod ground against it, and the tiny opening flinched where the panties had sunken down.
Each time, the man behind her would grab her waist and ram hard enough to hit her entrance.
Although Xiang Yi Mo’s small mouth above refused most of the time, the little mouth below held his huge glans through the fabric for a while each time. It was as if…
It was as if she really wanted him to put it in.