Chapter 128-129 (1/2)

Note: Chapters 128 to 129 has mature content. Readers not of a mature age, skip chapters 128 to 129.

Hao Yan Che carried Yuan Gun Gun to the bed.

'You're right,' Hao Yan Che said. 'The dinner dishes tonight are a little strange.'

'Wha...' Yuan Gun Gun asked.

Hao Yan Che kissed Yuan Gun Gun's lips, and took off her nightshirt.

'Um... Che... no,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

'I'll be gentle,' Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che lips planted butterfly kisses on Yuan Gun Gun's face.

'Che... tickles,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che sucked one of Yuan Gun Gun's nipples, and his hand kneaded her other breast.

'Um... Che...' Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun's hands gripped the bedspread.

'Little rice ball,' Hao Yan Che called.

'Where?' Yuan Gun Gun asked.

'Here,' Hao Yan Che said and kissed Yuan Gun Gun's lips.

Yuan Gun Gun was dazzled by Hao Yan Che's beautiful face. She licked his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Hao Yan Che took off his nightshirt, and pulled down Yuan Gun Gun's underpants.

'Che... it'll hurt,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

'Don't be scared,' Hao Yan Che. 'It won't hurt this time.'

Hao Yan Che caressed Yuan Gun Gun's face and gently kissed her lips.

'Che... no,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

'I'll be really gentle,' Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che caressed Yuan Gun Gun's breasts, and her nipples hardened.

'Um...' Yuan Gun Gun moaned.

Hao Yan Che nibbled from Yuan Gun Gun's ear to her collar bone. The feel of her naked body underneath his body made his shaft throbbed.

Yuan Gun Gun arched her back and rubbed her body against Hao Yan Che's body.

Hao Yan Che felt the wetness between Yuan Gun Gun's legs and he entered halfway inside her.

'Um... ah,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun wrapped her arms around Hao Yan Che's back.

'Little rice ball, wait a bit,' Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che thrusted all the way inside Yuan Gun Gun's tight body.

'Ah...' Yuan Gun Gun cried out.

'Don't cry,' Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che gently wiped Yuan Gun Gun's tears off her face and tenderly kissed her lips.

'Hurts,' Yuan Gun Gun said and shook her head.

'Um,' Hao Yan Che said. 'It won't hurt soon.'

Hao Yan Che slowly moved in and out of Yuan Gun Gun.

'Um... Che,' Yuan Gun Gun called.

Yuan Gun Gun didn't know what the tingling vibration between her legs was. She dug her fingernails into Hao Yan Che's back.

Hao Yan Che could smell Yuan Gun Gun's discharge. He thrusted harder in and out of her dampness.

A while later, Hao Yan Che lifted Yuan Gun Gun's bottom, and ejaculated deep inside her.

'Ah... um... Che,' Yuan Gun Gun murmured.

Yuan Gun Gun's arms and legs clung onto Hao Yan Che's sweaty body, and she orgasmed again.

Hao Yan Che stroked Yuan Gun Gun's sweaty hair.

'Does it hurt?' Hao Yan Che asked.

'No,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

'Then let's do it again,' Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che kissed Yuan Gun Gun's wet eyelids.

'Um... no,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che withdrew from Yuan Gun Gun's body. He turned her onto her side, held her waist from behind and thrusted deep into her dampness.

'Um... Che... ah...' Yuan Gun Gun murmured.

Hao Yan Che cupped Yuan Gun Gun's breasts, she gripped his arms and he groaned in her ear.