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Chapter 1189: I'm Not Your Woman 4

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Huangfulian didn't let go of her. The tip of his man rubbed up and down the entrance of her flower path twice, then straightened his waist and filled her up steadily.

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

Almost the moment he entered her, Huangfulian had already begun to rhythm. He pulled out slightly and then pushed in deeply. Each stroke brought scalding temperature and powerful force, which knocked her out of her mind.

Nothing, I can only moan and groan under his rhythm...[

"Huang, Huangfulian..." Jiang Nanyan did not expect that Huangfulian would treat herself... in the secret passage.

She turned her head and looked at Huangfulian in disbelief, her eyes gleaming with water.

Huangfulian lowered his head, covered her lips, inserted his tongue into her mouth, sucked and stirred hard, and the movements under his body were fast and smooth.

"Hmm... be gentle, be gentle... it hurts a bit..." Jiang Nanyan was trembling all over from being pushed by him. Under the half-open skirt, the white, tender and plump figure was looming in the snow.

Jiang Nanyan's body had not yet fully entered the state, and his huge desire squeezed the center of her legs, causing a slight pain.

The delicate way she begged for mercy in a low voice made Huangfulian's head feel hot, and her body movements became faster and faster——

He originally wanted to give her time to adapt to him, but when she muttered softly and his head became hot, he completely forgot to take his time, tightened his grip on her waist, and started to hit her wantonly...

One after another, each one seemed to pierce her.

This man usually looked gentle and elegant, but once he got into bed, he was so overbearing. Every time his desire was so intense that it seemed as if he was going to burn him up, leaving her with no power to resist. She could only adjust herself and follow.

His dancing steps bear his deep love.

Although her whole body weakened under his attack, Jiang Nanyan did not forget that the two of them were in the carriage at the moment. Although there was no one outside, Wu Yu and Mo Yong were in the prison not far ahead——

She bit her lip tightly, trying not to let out unbearable moans. The hand she held on the window tightened more and more with the collision of Huangfulian behind her, until her joints turned white...
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