Chapter 354

Ma Lan's actions made Zhao Desan realize that Ma Lan had already forgiven him long ago. So, without a word, he hugged her slender wasp waist tightly, lowered his head, and brutally covered her mouth, blocking her sexy, rosy thin lips, making her unable to make a sound. Her two watery big eyes stared at him quietly for a moment, then she began to breathe rapidly, stuck out her wet, soft tongue to pry open his lips, and kissed him fiercely. While kissing, she used her hands to stroke his solid back up and down.

Zhao Desan's hands also wandered back and forth on her smooth back. She was wearing a cotton dress, and separated by only a layer of cloth, he could truly feel that her body had begun to heat up. Zhao Desan slowly moved his hands to her plump, upturned buttocks and forcefully stroked her fleshy and elastic bottom.

As he stroked without hesitation, Ma Lan kissed him fiercely while making "uh" sounds from her nostrils. Her breathing became rapid, and she pushed him onto the edge of the table, squeezed tightly there, and sucked his tongue.

The unique fragrance of a woman on Ma Lan drifted into Zhao Desan's nose strand by strand, like poison, making him feel his whole body heat up very quickly. At such a passionate age, not to mention that in his arms was such a sexy and beautiful young woman.

"Sister Lan, I want you."

"Uh," Ma Lan didn't answer, just sucked his tongue while forcefully stroking him.

Under such stimulation and teasing, Zhao Desan didn't want to be outdone and directly pulled up Ma Lan's skirt, pulling it all the way to her waist, revealing a pair of black silk stockings with lace edges and her white, fleshy, beautiful buttocks, and then grabbed her upturned buttocks with both hands.

"Desan, uh... Sister wants you." Ma Lan let go of her mouth and said hurriedly while groping to unzip Zhao Desan's zipper. Without waiting for him to speak, she quickly squatted down like a wild beast that had been hungry for ten thousand years.

Zhao Desan leaned against the edge of the table, clutching her long hair tightly, and raised his head. This long-lost feeling made his whole body tremble.

After being greedy for a while, Ma Lan's cheeks were already rosy. She stood up, pressed his shoulders, sat on the boss chair, lifted her dress hem with one hand, and sat straight down on Zhao Desan. Ma Lan let out a long "uh" sound from the depths of her throat. And Zhao Desan hadn't felt a woman so hungry and unbearable for a long time.

After getting Zhao Desan all the way in, Ma Lan put down her skirt, raised her head, bit her lip tightly, stepped on the boss chair with both feet, and began to shake forcefully on his body with a large amplitude.

Zhao Desan was almost in a passive situation, with no room to turn around, so he just sat there and hugged Ma Lan tightly, letting her heave up and down violently.

After being "ravaged" by Ma Lan for a while, she was still not satisfied. She pulled the buttons on the upper part of her dress hard, popped off a few buttons, and directly wiped her black bra up, hooked Zhao Desan's back of the head with one hand, pulled his head over, and pressed it on top.

"Baby... use your hands..."

Zhao Desan felt as if it was the first time he had been sat under a woman like this and demanded to the fullest. The smell on Ma Lan was really too fragrant. With his nose pressed against her skin, smelling this long-lost fragrance, he felt so satisfied, so satisfied.

Under Ma Lan's crazy demands, Zhao Desan soon felt that he was about to fail. "Sister Lan, I can't take it anymore." Zhao Desan gritted his teeth and said.

Ma Lan pressed his head down with one hand and groaned: "Go in... Sister wants to have a baby for you..."