Chapter 5575: Felt it

As she spoke, the dignified and elegant Deputy Mayor in front of people took out Zhao Desan's passionate treasure from the zipper of his pants, then stood up, lifted her skirt, split her legs, pulled her panties to the side of the root of her thigh, revealing the flower lips covered with dew, raised her buttocks slightly with her back to Zhao Desan, and looked back at Zhao Desan with longing.

Zhao Desan smiled wickedly, held his treasure with one hand, and held her waist and hips with the other, guiding her to align with the coordinates. After feeling the hard treasure, Wu Min slowly sank her round and fat buttocks. Only a "puchi" sound was heard, and Zhao Desan's iron-hard treasure slipped into the flower lips that were swaying with spring tide.

Wu Min sat down again, leaned her body back, leaned her back against Zhao Desan, and then put down her skirt to cover her legs. Zhao Desan hugged her from the front, grabbed her plump beauty with both hands, and started a wonderful experience in this posture. Wu Min sat on Zhao Desan in that posture. People in the distance saw it, and they would definitely think that a man was hugging a woman and falling in love. They would definitely not think that they were doing that kind of thing, but doing so also had to take certain risks, but the shortcomings of human nature are often the more exciting, the more they like it. Anyway, Zhao Desan felt that he didn't know anyone in this place, and even if he was seen, it didn't matter.

"Sister, this time you control it completely, I just enjoy it, hehe." Zhao Desan whispered wickedly in her ear. Being sat on by her, he only had the share of enjoyment.

"Well, I was almost done by you just now, um... so comfortable..." Wu Min twisted her buttocks slightly. As that feeling became stronger and stronger, her breathing began to become uneven. She sat on Zhao Desan's big treasure, and the tight flower lips first clamped his treasure in bursts. Perhaps because of nervousness, Zhao Desan felt that her flower lips were unusually tight this time, especially hard, and that comfortable feeling was simply indescribable.

The tight flower lips clamped Zhao Desan's treasure for a while. As the longing feeling became stronger and stronger, Wu Min's buttocks began to rise and fall. The plump buttocks rose and fell with a large amplitude. When she got up, she would pull Zhao Desan's treasure to the mouth of the flower lips, and when she sat down, she would swallow his treasure to the root. This rise and fall made him feel that the tender meat of her flower lips followed and turned out when she got up, and followed and recessed when she sat down. Every time she got up, the spring tide in the flower lips would flow down along the big treasure, making Zhao Desan's dense wormwood wet. Women who take the initiative to steer are better at playing than men, especially this experienced woman. When Wu Min lifted her buttocks, the flower lips stayed at the spearhead for a few seconds, clamping him hard with the flower lips. That numb feeling was very exciting. When she sat down, the flower lips stayed at the root of the treasure for a few seconds, and clamped hard again, which made people feel numb. This feeling made Zhao Desan really unbearable. His treasure continued to expand and harden with her rise and fall and constant clamping, becoming more and more firm.

While Wu Min was steering the rise and fall, Zhao Desan couldn't help but feel that excitement, and his hands held her weapon from below, one lift and one sink, cooperating seamlessly.

This lasted for seven or eight minutes. Zhao Desan began to feel numb and unbearable at the root of the treasure. There was a heat flow surging at the root. He knew that this was a precursor to his imminent departure, so he gritted his teeth and warned Wu Min in a low voice: "Sister Wu, I'm coming!"

"Well, I felt it..." Wu Min nodded slightly with orchid-like breath, and then her buttocks suddenly sank, sitting hard on the root of his treasure, and her soft and fat buttocks began to rotate. With her rotation, Zhao Desan's treasure also rotated and rubbed against the entire meat wall in her flower lips. The warm, tender and smooth meat feeling was simply wonderful.