Chapter 5380

The two big white rabbits on Wang Ping's chest changed shapes in Zhao Desan's hands like two lumps of dough. Her whole person had already softened into a noodle, and she couldn't say a word, only emitting those heart-intoxicating moans in a stammer.

Listening to the woman's charming cries with long trailing sounds, Zhao Desan knew the fire was already burning vigorously enough, so he sank his whole body down. Almost without needing his hands to guide it, that hard-as-iron "thing," like a little tadpole looking for its mother, familiarly found that wet and beautiful cave at the woman's crotch. With a gentle thrust, a slight 'puji' sound came, and it entered the warm, fragrant, and soft jade entirely... Although this was the first time in the true sense with Wang Ping, Zhao Desan, who had read countless women, used his superb experience and techniques to quickly make Wang Ping feel wave after wave of happiness she had never experienced before...

"Uh... brother... so big..." Zhao Desan's "thing" was really too big, almost filling the mature woman's softness completely, making her feel an unprecedented sense of fulfillment. Her hands couldn't help but tightly grip Zhao Desan's arms, which were supporting her on both sides of her body. Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly knitted, her eyes were blurred, and she emitted bursts of those heart-intoxicating muffled groans from her slightly parted lips.

"Sister Wang, how long has it been since you last did it?" Zhao Desan could feel that below her, it was already like a flooded river, the juices of love and desire constantly surging out. He could feel that it must have been a very long time since she had done "that" with a man.

"So... so long... uh... be a little lighter..." Wang Ping looked at Zhao Desan with charming eyes like silk, her pretty face filled with a happy expression. She responded softly in a stammer, and from time to time, she slightly welcomed and thrust her soft waist, making the union of the two reach a degree of seamless perfection.

Looking at the intoxicated expression of the woman under him, Zhao Desan liked it so much. Finally, tonight, he let go of all his thoughts and possessed her. Although he really wanted to open his arsenal and conduct a fierce bombardment on her, he knew she hadn't experienced this wonderful feeling for a long time and was afraid she wouldn't be able to withstand his fierce firepower for a while, so he kept his teeth clenched, carefully surging back and forth. This feeling of "a long stream of water" was not at all worse than that feeling of "carpet bombing"; instead, it gave him an urge to die in her arms.

In the time that followed, Zhao Desan satisfied this long-thirsting woman without restraint several times. Like his favorite football star Ronaldo, he staged a "hat trick" in a short period of time. However, unlike Ronaldo, who shot three times in a row at the opponent's goal on the football field, he came three times facing the woman's beautiful cave on the bed.

Wang Ping finally softened her body and began to beg for mercy with a hoarse voice, which finally made Zhao Desan let her go. The two embraced, savoring the deliciousness of the aftertaste, and soon fell asleep. This sleep lasted directly until noon the next day.

When Zhao Desan opened his eyes and looked at Wang Ping sleeping soundly beside him, a surge of dry heat rose from below again. However, seeing that the sky was already bright, if he continued and made a commotion, he was afraid others would hear it, so he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, got out of bed to find his pants to put on, and lit a cigarette to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart.

Smoking, Zhao Desan looked along the trajectory he had just climbed down from the bed and was instantly dumbfounded. He saw that on the snow-white bed sheet, a gorgeous rose had actually bloomed, blooming so brilliantly and enchantingly, leaving him frozen on the spot for a moment.

Damn it! Could it be that she was still a virgin? This couldn't be, right? Zhao Desan thought incredulously. Just at this moment, Wang Ping also opened those sleepy, charming eyes. She saw Zhao Desan staring blankly at the residue on the bed sheet, a charming smile appeared on her lazy face, and she said lazily: "What's wrong? Do you think it's very abnormal?"

"It is a bit abnormal." Zhao Desan was choked by the smoke, and he didn't know how to face this woman anymore. He truly suspected whether such a married woman was really a virgin, or if it was because of her period.

"I see you're a bit strange as to why I'm still a virgin, right? Actually, to tell you the truth, I didn't sleep with that short-lived ghost. The first day of our marriage, he got drunk, and the second day, I got angry and didn't let him into bed. The second night, he went out to mess around, and as a result, he was hit and killed by a long-distance truck. So, in the end, you, this bad guy, took advantage." Wang Ping lay on the bed and pointed at the cigarette in Zhao Desan's hand. Zhao Desan handed over the half-smoked cigarette.

Wang Ping didn't know how to smoke, but her posture holding the cigarette was very good-looking. Zhao Desan liked to watch the charming way women held cigarettes. She took a puff of the cigarette, was choked into coughing repeatedly, and said with a smile: "Do you think a woman like me should have slept with many men, because sitting in the restaurant all day seeing all kinds of men, I always accompany them with a smiling face, wishing I could sleep with all men?"

Zhao Desan took the cigarette Wang Ping was smoking and took a puff, saying: "I have never thought so. In my heart, I have always regarded you as the purest woman in the world." Zhao Desan said with a smile, put the cigarette butt into the cup that still had a little tea, and then held Wang Ping, who looked a bit sad, in his arms, "Otherwise, let's just get married!"

This was originally just a joke by Zhao Desan. He didn't know how many women he had said this to, because he knew women longed to be valued by men, and he was just following their thoughts. Wang Ping couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this sentence from Zhao Desan. After a while, she came back to her senses, shook her head, and said with a faint smile: "Don't lie to me. Besides, even if you are willing, I am not!"

As she spoke, Wang Ping struggled with difficulty to get out of Zhao Desan's arms. She didn't know why her heart felt a mess. Because she knew she couldn't be with Zhao Desan, not because of the age difference between the two, but more importantly because her own reputation wasn't very good. If Zhao Desan got too close to her, it would definitely affect his future.

Zhao Desan knew what Wang Ping was thinking. He knew this woman was worried about him. He confidently pulled Wang Ping into his arms again and said: "Don't think so much."

Regardless of whether Zhao Desan was lying to her or not, Wang Ping was still moved without hesitation. She stretched out her jade-white arms to wrap around Zhao Desan's neck and offered her fragrant lips.

Zhao Desan's lower body heated up again. Wang Ping reacted quickly, hurriedly let go of her hands, and said a bit shyly: "You don't want it again, do you?"

Zhao Desan pressed her under him and smiled shamelessly: "Sister still understands brother the best."

Under Zhao Desan's teasing, the sensitive Wang Ping fell again. Her whole body soon softened into a puddle of mud, and her pretty, lazy cheeks were once again stained with an alluring flush. She looked at Zhao Desan, who was kissing back and forth on top of her, with charming eyes like silk. One of her arms affectionately held his head, letting his mouth kiss and lick the beauty on her chest. She couldn't help but emit murmuring hums, and that unprecedented feeling gave her an urge to knead him into her own body...

Feeling the affectionate reaction of the beauty under him, the "Golden Cudgel" below Zhao Desan was awakened again and soon swelled up. He lifted his head, looked at her flushed, charming state, rolled off her body, and lay side by side with her.

"What's wrong?" Wang Ping saw Zhao Desan stop, and the feeling of the fire that had just been ignited in her heart suddenly felt a bit unwilling to be lonely. She looked at him with eyes full of desire, as if issuing a silent summons to him.

"Good sister, just enjoying it probably won't do, right?" Zhao Desan said with a mysterious smile.

Wang Ping didn't understand what he meant. With a blushing face, she said softly: "Then... then what else do you want?"

Zhao Desan took a look at his lower body and then smiled wickedly at Wang Ping: "Reciprocity, right? Shouldn't you also satisfy brother?"

Only then did Wang Ping react to this guy's meaning, and she said with a blushing face: "No..."

"Good sister, I've satisfied you for a whole night, just let me taste that flavor." Zhao Desan brought out the charm of a "little man" again, adopting a strategy of pestering, grabbing her arm and shaking it, begging like a child.

Looking at Zhao Desan's cute appearance, Wang Ping shook her head somewhat helplessly and said: "I really can't do anything with you." As she spoke, she actually turned over, slowly buried her head toward his "man's wilderness," and then lay on his crotch to start satisfying Zhao Desan's thoughts with her mouth.

The "baji baji" sound followed, and Zhao Desan couldn't help but let out a long "oh," followed by frowning and saying "ah."

"What's wrong?" Wang Ping heard Zhao Desan's painful cry, looked at him with charming eyes like silk, and asked without understanding.

Zhao Desan bared his teeth and grimaced at Wang Ping, who was lying under his lower abdomen with his "big guy" in her mouth, and complained: "Good sister, it's not like this, you have to suck, not scrape with your teeth!"

Hearing Zhao Desan's words, Wang Ping looked at his bared teeth and grimacing appearance, her shoulders trembling with amusement, and then said vaguely: "I don't know how..."

Zhao Desan looked at her well-behaved appearance, reached out and patted her butt, saying: "What are you laughing at? Be a little lighter. You haven't done this before, have you?"

Wang Ping spat out his "big guy," lifted her head, and said with a red face: "I really haven't done this before."

Zhao Desan thought to himself that not only was the mouth below a first time, but it turned out the mouth above was also a first time. His heart became even more excited, so he reached out to hold her head and slowly pressed it down. Wang Ping was also well-behaved, obediently swallowing Zhao Desan's "big guy" into her mouth again, carefully trying to move up and down. Under Zhao Desan's guidance and training, Wang Ping learned very quickly. Before long, that "lip and tooth" feeling disappeared, replaced by that soft, lubricated, and comfortable feeling.

(Chapter 2925: Abnormal Things)!