Chapter 4514

Before long, under the teasing of Zhao Desan's pair of large hands, Han Hongmei's entire body began to tremble. A murmuring 'uh' sound came from her nostrils, and she said panting slightly, "District Mayor Zhao, let me help you vent your fire!" As she spoke, before Zhao Desan could react, he felt the beautiful Town Committee Secretary in his arms slide slowly down along his embrace, squatting in front of him. A pair of jade hands skillfully unzipped his belt, reached inside along the edge of his trousers, and immediately touched that hot, big guy. She raised her flushed cheeks, gave him a look with eyes like silk, slowly pulled down Zhao Desan's trousers, and buried her head toward his man's wilderness.

Zhao Desan had never expected that Town Committee Secretary Han Hongmei would actually take the initiative to offer to use her mouth to vent his fire. For a moment, his 'anger' surged to the sky, and the muscles all over his body became stiff, especially when Han Hongmei's warm and soft vermilion lips gently wrapped around his hot big guy. That intense trembling made his whole body involuntarily straighten, his two legs kicked straight onto the floor, and he reached out to press on Han Hongmei's head, feeling her head rising and falling on his lower abdomen. The 'smack, smack' sound stimulated Zhao Desan's mind into a blank...

Zhao Desan enjoyed the female Town Committee Secretary's oral technique blissfully for more than ten minutes. His whole body felt like it was on fire, and the burning sensation made him unable to hold on any longer. He pulled Han Hongmei up from under the desk and signaled for her to lie flat on the desk. Han Hongmei lay down very obediently, her face already dyed red by lust, her beautiful eyes looking at Zhao Desan in a daze. The uniform skirt on her lower body could not cover those two plump and fair beautiful legs, and the pair of full lotus buds on her chest rose and fell charmingly with her breathing. Zhao Desan looked at this graceful, bewitching, and charming female secretary, already unable to stop himself from erupting with fire. He skillfully unzipped her skirt, pulled off her skirt, and unzipped her top. At this moment, Han Hongmei only had a thin bra barely covering her full lotus buds, a smooth lower abdomen, round and slender thighs, and small, semi-transparent little panties, vaguely revealing a tuft of black fuzz... The fair and alluring full ketone body made Zhao Desan somewhat intoxicated... He gently removed Han Hongmei's clothes, looking at her pretty face, fair skin, and high, charming lotus buds. The red little bumps were like two grapes embedded in her white, fleshy big steamed buns, two slender and round thighs, black fuzz, and tender flower pistils, presenting the most charming posture.

Zhao Desan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gently rubbing her pair of full and soft big white rabbits, sucking on the red, tender, and petite little bumps, making Han Hongmei moan 'um, ah' continuously. In her extreme excitement, Zhao Desan gently pried open her two plump and fair beautiful legs, finally revealing the mouth of the Peach Blossom Cave that made one drool. He saw that the hair in her triangle area was sparse and shiny, appearing chubby. Zhao Desan couldn't help but gently pinch that red, tender flower pistil, gently separating her two pieces of plump and tender clam meat, staring fixedly at the fresh and tender flower pistil! Although Han Hongmei was already about forty years old, the little flower pistil was very tender, and the inside of the flower pistil appeared to be layered. Zhao Desan patiently toyed with her flower pistil from the outside in, gently hooking a finger inside, feeling that it was slippery, tender, soft, warm, and wet, which was very comfortable. What was even more commendable was that as soon as his finger moved gently, a sticky, hot juice slipped out of the flower pistil, flowing all the way to her tender chrysanthemum mouth.

Zhao Desan's fingers were digging and rubbing to his heart's content in her flower petals. That numb and unbearable feeling made Han Hongmei unable to help but let out 'um... um...' moans, as if calling for Zhao Desan. But Zhao Desan still didn't rush to get to the point. Instead, he pried open the plump flower lips, letting the red, tender jujube pit at the upper end be exposed, and gently twisted it with his fingers. Before long, the jujube pit became swollen and hard, and a wisp of juice actually flowed out gurglingly... Staring at this charming flower pistil, Zhao Desan's big treasure was already burning with passion and could not hold back any longer. He straightened his waist, and with a 'gurgle' sound, the entire huge object drilled into Han Hongmei's flower pistil. A feeling of being suddenly filled made Han Hongmei unable to help but let out an 'ouch' soft moan, her pair of bewitching eyes opened slightly, and her face was burning with a red flush like fire. Zhao Desan laughed wickedly, rhythmically moved for a while, and then took the big treasure out, rubbing against the red, tender little silkworm bean at the upper end. This move was incredible; Han Hongmei immediately trembled all over. Zhao Desan pressed down her struggling body and continued to gently rub her already opened flower pistil. He saw that gurgling juice was seeping out from the two pink flower pistils. Han Hongmei could not endure such teasing and begged under him, saying, "Hurry... come in... hurry..."

Zhao Desan did not follow her call, still using his big treasure to rub against her red little silkworm bean unhurriedly, making Han Hongmei tremble in waves all over, unable to help but moan, "Ah... um... ah... don't..."

Zhao Desan couldn't care about so much, laughing wickedly, and rubbed even harder.

"Ouch... you got to my... um... it's so itchy..." Han Hongmei was made so shy and unbearable by Zhao Desan, yet her spring heart was rippling, and her pretty face was already charming like fire, which made Zhao Desan's lust even more aroused. Finally, he surged into the flower pistil that was already wet and messy again.

"Wo... wo... so comfortable... ah... ah ah... so comfortable... I've vented..." Before Zhao Desan could enjoy himself to the fullest, Han Hongmei actually lost the battle first, her whole body trembling violently.

How could Zhao Desan be willing to let it go? He stared at Han Hongmei's shy, red, and beautiful face, stroking her soft and full breasts. It really wasn't enough to satisfy him, so he continued to move rhythmically, letting the big guy keep pushing against her flower heart. The flower pistil was warm and tight, and the layered tender meat wrapped his treasure tightly, making him feel an unprecedented comfort. As Zhao Desan moved forward and backward, Han Hongmei's buttocks met him, and the honey juice was like a breached river, constantly flowing out from her flower pistil, flowing all the way to the desk. Zhao Desan's rhythmic speed became faster and faster...

(Chapter 2443: Coming to state their position)! ===== CHAPTER 4515 =====