Chapter 189： (1/2)

He knew that his Omega was in heat.

Chapter Seventy-Nine

Omega, who is still holding on, will become a moist flower when she is in love.

He An's personality was soft, kind to others, and loved to laugh, but because of the past knots, only a little coldness to Zheng Feiyan, and now even that little coldness has melted, the whole person was weak and weak Lying on the bed, charming.

Zheng Feiyu looked down at him, and a wicked fire rushed into the sky, so hot that he seemed to be soaking in the lava pool.

"Ashore."

He called in affectionately, the index finger and ring finger against the tail spine, the **** slowly inserted into the hot and humid acupoints, the roots of his fingers must be wiped out, agitated, and patiently expanded for He An, while the other hand was smooth. Stroke back and forth on the lumbar muscles to prevent He An from focusing all his attention on the sensitive posterior point.

"Does it hurt?" Zheng Feiyu asked again.

He An shook his head in shame.

How do they say they have done it dozens of times, he can even tolerate Alpha's cock, and now it does not hurt a finger.

Zheng Feiyu didn't dare to be reckless. He held up He An's waist with his palms, and took off. He took off his underwear and his pyjamas, and separated his two white legs between his waist and his side. Then he added a finger. With **** close together, slowly press, tease, and explore in the tight acupoint.

"Hmm ... hmm ..."

He An was immersed in the growing pleasure of his body, his eyes blurred, hesitated lightly, and his waist was swinging impatiently.

Zheng Feiyu listened to his heart.

When looking for a spouse in the past, he always treated He An as harshly as he treated his enemies. He inserted his sexual organs in spite of his care and only wanted to vent himself, and he did not know what the foreplay was. Now that I have done the foreplay in person, I realize that his Omega is so sensitive and passionate. After a while, the smooth juice has filled the intestines, which is almost unbearable. As soon as the finger is moved, it flows down and is stored in the palm A pool of sticky warmth.

It turned out that on those hellish nights, as long as he was a little more patient, even half a minute, He An could enjoy the happiness he deserved.

Zheng Feiyu accelerated the speed of finger drawing and simulated the rhythm of entering and exiting the **** organs, and asked, "Do you like this?"

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