100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Mo Ye came fiercely, Eleven's back pressed against the cold cabinet door, her hands wrapped around his waist helplessly, Mo Ye's tall and straight body pressed her tightly, and held her tightly to his chest. and the counter. Tight, squeezing.

Eleven was a little frightened by his fierce kiss. She was the first to feel the man's wolf-like plunder, as if he wanted to take away her breath and soul, and he forced her to dance wildly with his steps.

Her lips and tongue were tightly blocked, and the tip of her tongue was sucked until it was numb. She couldn't keep up with his pace. Mo Ye held her body tightly and pressed into his hard arms. She could feel his The burning Angzang threatened her.

He was no longer satisfied with a simple kiss. He carried her in last night, took off her clothes and put on a nightgown for her. He was bewildered by the charming touch under his hands, and he was so confused that he couldn't extricate himself.

If Shiyi hadn't fallen asleep with an expression as innocent as a child's, and if he hadn't known that she was so tired that she even drove the wrong channel and desperately needed a rest, he might have been unable to bear it last night and would have found her unconscious in his arms. When she was twisting, he was cruel and dealt with her harshly. When she woke up later, he would never make her hate him.

At this moment, he saw her wearing his white shirt, with her long hair hanging down, and her white legs exposed. She was so beautiful and sexy. The fire that had been hidden last night burst out again, attacking all his senses quickly and violently. drowning out all his thoughts.

He only thought about wanting her hard and didn't care about anything else.

Eleven loves him, and he loves Eleven deeply. No man with normal body and mind can resist such a woman's youhuo, and Boss Mo is no exception. His strong self-control falls apart when he meets Eleven, and everything falls apart.

The hot blood in her limbs was clamoring, wanting to penetrate deeply into her body to relieve the heat and desire.

"Eleven..." Mo Ye was no longer satisfied with kissing. One hand reached into her clothes eagerly, while the other hand caressed her white legs with fascination. His lips also fell on her earlobe, and he kissed her softly. …

An electric feeling ran through her body, and she couldn't help but tremble. The pores all over her body were tense, and her breathing was breathless. Eleven clung to his body tightly, sinking into the passion he gave her. During this time, I forgot everything for a moment...

The buttons of the collar were undone, and the hidden buttons of the underwear were also undone. Eleven felt her body tighten, and the softness of her chest fell into his palms. The man's rough fingers rubbed her softness, Brings shuddering pleasure.

Eleven was about to resist him, but against his will, her body was moved forward, pressing closer to his palm, letting him round and flatten it.

Sweat slides down the back...

All her senses were floating in the water, with a mesmerizing dizziness. She didn't know how to resist, biting her lower lip to prevent herself from making those blushing sounds.

"Eleven, don't bite your lip, I feel bad." Mo Ye said hoarsely, giving up his beloved collarbone and returning to her lips, his hands passionately caressing her body, but his lips were close to hers warmly, Coaxing her, he wanted to hear her charming voice...

Mo Ye couldn't help but get excited when he thought of how beautiful she, who had always been cold and unsmiling, blossomed for him...

Want it so so much……

Listen to her voice.

Her body was as hot as fire, but her lips were as warm as water, a world of ice and fire. Eleven bit her lip stubbornly, refusing to do what he wanted, and let him kiss her. All the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, and her bra was already long gone. She was torn to the ground by him, but the shirt was still half-hidden and half-exposed on her body. This style was even more fascinating.

Mo Ye smiled lowly, with a smile in his dark eyes. He suddenly lowered his head, holding the flower buds that bloomed because of him. Eleven felt her body go numb, and more shivers ran through her, making her unable to resist. Unable to bear it any longer, I let out a cry...

Suddenly he turned around with his arms around her, and the two of them bumped into the vase on the cabinet next to them. It fell to the ground and broke to pieces. They had no time to care. They hugged her and turned around, staggering down on the carpet. He didn't even want to go back to the bed nearby...

He pressed her tightly, his hot lips and tongue greedily plundered her softness, and his other hand also teased the other side insatiably. Where had Eleven ever experienced such a strong stimulation, completely young and innocent? Her reaction was shown in front of him, and Mo Ye was even more excited...

The lower his hand went, brushing her flat belly and teasing her most embarrassing parts through a thin layer of cover. Eleven's face turned red. If there had been a mirror at this time, she would have been stunned and couldn't believe it. Her expression at this moment was so charming and beautiful.

Sweat made each other's hair wet, and Mo Ye's slightly long hair brushed against the skin on her chest, causing a shiver.

"Eleven, I want you, I want you..." He endured it hard, his whole body ached, and he kept kissing her lips, whispering in her ear again and again, and couldn't help but pull off his tie, Throwing it aside, he opened his clothes even more crazily...

The sound of clothes suddenly tearing sounded faintly in her ears. Eleven's hazy eyes were slightly clear, and the poison on her body suddenly sounded. She hurriedly grabbed Mo Ye's hand that was reaching for the leather buckle. His eyes lit up, Eleven With a forceful turn, the two people's bodies immediately reversed, he came down, she went up...

She was almost half naked and pressed tightly against him. Mo Ye originally thought that Eleven was so enlightened that she would undress and untie him.

This posture...

It seems even more ambiguous.

His hardness was pressed firmly between her thighs. Eleven seemed to be being burned. He wanted to avoid it. The more he moved, the more severe torture it became for Mo Ye...

"Eleven, you..."

"Mo Ye, I...can't!" Eleven's voice also contained an indescribable hint of desire. She didn't want to reject Mo Ye, but she just couldn't, couldn't hurt him.

She let her body press on his chest. She wasn't heavy anyway. She fixed his face tightly with her hands, looked into his dark red eyes, and said, "I don't want to reject you, it's just that I have poison in my body. You cannot combine with a man, otherwise it will harm you."

Both of them were breathing rapidly. Sweat dripped from Eleven's forehead and onto his chin. Mo Ye's confused eyes held a hint of calmness that she had not expected...

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