Chapter 4835

"Really, if I wanted to marry you, would you be willing?" Zhao Desan asked, looking at her with a cheeky grin.

Seeing Zhao Desan's completely unserious demeanor, Ma Lan rolled her eyes in mock anger, a seductive smile playing on her lips as she said, "Enough of that. You want to marry me? How long has it been since you called me!"

"That's because I've been busy with the People's Congress election lately, work has been too hectic. How about I make it up to you today?" Zhao Desan said, looking at Ma Lan with a mysterious smile.

"How are you going to make it up to me?" Ma Lan looked at him, her deep, large eyes sparkling.

"What would you like me to do to make it up to you, Sister Lan?" Zhao Desan asked with a smile.

"I don't know." Ma Lan shook her head with a smile. Honestly, she didn't know what she wanted Zhao Desan to do. Perhaps just sitting here eating and chatting with him was enough to satisfy her.

"Sister Lan, is Tingting home lately?" Zhao Desan suddenly changed the subject.

"No, she went traveling. Why?" Ma Lan looked at Zhao Desan curiously.

"Then I'll go back with you in a while. Let's find a quieter environment to talk properly; there are too many people here," Zhao Desan said with a mischievous grin.

Seeing Zhao Desan's wicked expression, Ma Lan understood exactly what was on his mind. A seductive look appeared on her face, and she glanced at Zhao Desan with bright eyes. She didn't say anything, which was her way of agreeing.

The two left the restaurant and drove one after the other to Ma Lan's villa in the Royal Mansion district in the eastern suburbs of Xijing City. As soon as they entered the house, Zhao Desan suddenly hugged Ma Lan from behind, pulling her plump body tightly into his arms. Ma Lan immediately stood as still as a wooden statue. The surroundings were so quiet there wasn't a sound; the two could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats. Especially Ma Lan—her breathing gradually deepened, and the two mounds on her chest rose and fell with her breath, like two white rabbits, giving a sense of wanting to burst out.

"Sister Lan, I miss you." Zhao Desan whispered into Ma Lan's ear, which had already turned red.

That hot breath blew gently into Ma Lan's ear, making her tremble involuntarily. She shivered shyly in Zhao Desan's arms, swallowed, and responded in a faint, breathless voice, "I... I miss you too... I miss you so much..." As she spoke, Ma Lan suddenly seemed like a different person. She struggled to turn around in Zhao Desan's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe, lifted her chin, and offered her rosy, fragrant lips to Zhao Desan. Looking at Sister Lan's expectant expression, Zhao Desan's mood suddenly became excited. He lowered his head abruptly and pressed his large mouth onto hers. The four lips stuck together like magnets, and the two tongues tangled back and forth. From time to time, they let out muffled gasps through their nostrils, making each other's moods even more agitated. Ma Lan hooked her arms tightly around Zhao Desan's neck, and the two large mounds on her chest pressed firmly against Zhao Desan's chest. Although separated by their clothes, the softness and elasticity were still clearly discernible, and the intense heartbeat was felt vividly.

It had been unknown how long since she had been intimate with her beloved young man. At this moment, Ma Lan seemed particularly wild, sucking until Zhao Desan's lips felt a bit numb. The initiative of this mature woman made Zhao Desan's hot blood surge and roll in his body. His two hands began to slide slowly from her back to her plump buttocks, kneading the elastic flesh hard. Every time he squeezed, Ma Lan would let out a muffled 'mm-hmm' sound from her nose. The sound was like a cat in heat—very faint, but very provocative.

The four lips were tightly sucked together, but one of Ma Lan's arms moved away from Zhao Desan's neck, stroking down his sturdy chest, and finally reached his already restless 'big treasure'. Through his jeans, she gripped it and stroked it forcefully. Under Ma Lan's touch, Zhao Desan felt his 'big treasure' was about to explode—it was so swollen. His hand on her buttocks couldn't help but slide along the inner thigh, digging into that crevice through her elastic pants. After just a few strokes, Zhao Desan clearly felt it was damp there; it had actually soaked through the outer pants from the inside. This excited Zhao Desan extremely. His other hand was no longer idle, but directly placed on her large mounds, starting to grope up and down.

Being a mature woman, her body was extremely sensitive. Under Zhao Desan's teasing, Ma Lan was about to go crazy. She gripped Zhao Desan's 'big treasure' tightly, gasping and screaming, "Ah... baby... I can't take it anymore... ah!"

Seeing Ma Lan's painful expression of being consumed by lust, Zhao Desan picked her up and went directly to the large leather sofa in the living room. He laid her down heavily, unzipped his jeans, took out his already erect 'big guy', and rushed directly toward Ma Lan's mouth.

Ma Lan's eyes were now misty, and a fiery flush appeared on her face. She didn't refuse Zhao Desan's request. She looked at him shyly, opened her mouth to accept Zhao Desan's 'big guy', held his thighs with both hands, and shook her head back and forth. The empty villa was suddenly filled with crisp 'smack-smack' sounds...

The lip-and-tooth-less oral technique made Zhao Desan feel so comfortable he was about to fly. After about ten minutes of this indulgence, Ma Lan truly could not bear the piercing, tingling itch between her legs anymore. She lifted her head, panting, and said, "Baby... Sister can't take it anymore... Sister has already flowed out... give it to Sister quickly..." As she spoke, she pulled down the elastic pants on her legs, revealing two snow-white, beautiful legs. She propped them up, held the roots of her thighs with both hands, and positioned herself as best she could to allow Zhao Desan to enter completely. Seeing that the patch of tall grass between Sister Lan's legs looked as if it had been drenched by rain, glistening with a wet sheen, and that the little stream in the middle of the grass was a watery mess, Zhao Desan could no longer hold back. He bowed his body slightly, aimed his big treasure at that parched land, and with a sudden lunge, a 'squelch' sound, he drilled out a pool of clear spring water...

"Ah... baby... faster... Sister wants you... mm-hmm... so comfortable... love you... my little husband..." Under Zhao Desan's bombardment, wave after wave of electric stimulation made Ma Lan's first peak arrive quickly. She tried her best to lift her pelvis to meet Zhao Desan's impact while screaming crazily.

"Sister Lan, I missed you to death... I want to satisfy you well..." Zhao Desan gritted his teeth, carried Ma Lan's white, tender long legs on his shoulders, and panted heavily, shaking back and forth forcefully. Watching Ma Lan lying on the sofa shaking back and forth like that, although her top hadn't been taken off yet, those two large mounds were shaking back and forth in her clothes, which was visually even more stimulating.

"Mm... you want... you have to make it up to me well... harder... little husband... I love you... mm-hmm... uh..." Ma Lan was dying of happiness. She pulled her two legs as close to her upper body as possible. In this way, their private parts could have more intimate contact. Every impact of Zhao Desan made her feel a pleasure of being filled instantly. This feeling was something she could only experience with Zhao Desan in this life. At this moment, Ma Lan had only one thought: to let this feeling continue, continue until the end of time.

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