He warmed his forehead and lips all the way down and attached them tightly to my lips. I felt a sudden current rising from my lips, down my chin, up to my nose, and radiating all over my body. Crisp, limp, and numb.
Just when I was silent in this limp and numb feeling, Edward’s slippery tongue knocked on my lips, and his tongue was like a triumphant general, entering the capital that had been waiting for a long time. I stopped accepting passively and stuck out my tongue to play games with him.
The limp and numb feeling just now is getting stronger and stronger, and it has already begun to affect my mind. With that, I didn’t have to shut my eyes. While Edward’s tongue was fighting with me, his hands were still attacking the city and plundering the land.
His hand reached into my clothes, his big palm climbed up my chest, and his warm palm fell on the circle. Through the corset, I can feel his palm burning.
His hands began to be dishonest, stroking, scratching, and kneading. It tickled me a little, but it didn’t make me laugh, sometimes it made me get carried away. Edward expertly shed my dress. Slowly pull off my bra, then he lifted me up on the sofa, and the army composed of lips and tongue began to attack my chest, first kissing it little by little on the white clouds like a gentle shot.
Then he began to deploy on so many blooming flowers on my chest, his lips kept fiddling, his tongue then began to occupy, and he was unreasonably sucked into his mouth and let it invade happily. A burst of pleasure began to spread to my brain from the point before my chest, which made my already forgotten thinking more confused and addicted.
His offensive didn’t last too long. It seems that after the occupation, he continued to march forward, going down the lower abdomen. I thought he would conquer my last line of defense, but I didn’t want him to let go of his last position. Second, he went all the way down and came to my feet from his legs.
He kissed my feet, but his eyes looked up hard. I know, he was calculating how to attack the last line of defense.
I thought he would go forward with his hands, but I never thought it was his handsome and straight nose. He rubbed under me with the tip of his nose, which tickled me with silk underpants. Then came the hand, and he began to gently stroke and rub it. A wonderful feeling was that I managed the whole body from bottom to top. I didn’t have to be independent, and I snorted.
“Ah…”
Edward was very content to hear my voice. His hand picked up speed, then picked up strength, and the feeling kept coming. He kept rubbing it with higher frequency and stronger intensity. In all innocence, I moan, as if practicing the voice of love.
At the same time, I felt a surge of bountiful moisture moving outward, and I thought the following is already a mess. He gently shed my last line of defense. I saw his eyes and became so greedy. I have never seen Edward look like this.
But how do I feel so familiar with this expression? At the moment when I was suspicious and lost in thought, I suddenly felt a huge body dominating my body. At that moment, I felt a bone-chilling pain, but the pain disappeared with the withdrawal of the body. Then there was another shock, but this time, instead of pain, it was a kind of excitement, a kind of madness, and a kind of pleasure.
That kind of pleasure made me groan aloud, and this kind of moan seemed to cheer for this kind of pleasure and shouted for the middle pleasure. And this kind of pleasure will be more perfect because of moaning. It seems that the two of them together are a complete whole. This feeling was extremely selfless. As the tension slowly disappeared, I began to become extremely eager for every impact, deeper and faster impact. I felt the touch of Edward’s hands, and when I was crazy in love, I suddenly felt the other hand swimming over me.
When I opened my eyes, I saw another me standing next to me naked. No, this is not me, but Judy, my twin sister, who is slightly fuller than me.
“Judy!” I panicked.
“Stop quickly!” I said. But my body can’t move to resist. The only reason I have left is that I still have some shame. But Edward behind me didn’t stop. However, he was happier.
Judy smiled at me, stretched out her hand, and touched my chest, while her lips were entangled with Edward’s lips. I was a little dumbfounded, this. . .
This. . . What is this operation? My views are slowly breaking apart. I want them to stop at once. But Judy’s hand has swum under me, constantly touching the pink bulge.
This touch brought me unprecedented pleasure, even stronger than Edward’s collision.
No, the word “strong” is not accurate enough. It should be said that there is a hint of provocation in the pleasure, and this provocation makes my heart itch, and I want to continue to get it. I continue to itch. In just one minute, I have become addicted.