Domineering President Baozi Project

"Well..." Fu Abao couldn't get up for a while when his foot was caught, and it happened to be on Zheng Jingtong's body, so it didn't hurt. He blushed unbearably, because he didn't forget what he saw before he fell, and thought that the thing was falling. Feeling it carefully, it seems that the thing is just touching the hem of his skirt now, oh, it seems to be getting bigger and bigger, Zheng Jingtong is really wretched!

Such a cute little maid threw herself down, and Zheng Jingtong couldn't help hugging her up with both hands, so Fu Abao wrapped her whole body in his arms. The lower bodies of the two of them were close to each other, and their four thighs were crossed. Fu Abao's hands rested on Zheng Jingtong's. Zheng Jingtong gently hugged Fu Abao on his chest. Their faces were so close that they could see their own reflections in each other's eyes. Slightly itchy.

I don't know if it's the atmosphere infection or some other reason, but Fu Abao didn't lose his temper. He also ignored the swollen place under his body that he cared about. He just looked at Zheng Jingtong without blinking. He felt that Zheng Jingtong's glasses A little bit of an eyesore.

"A Bao..." Zheng Jingtong softly called Fu Abao's name, moved his right hand wrapped around Fu Abao's back to the back of Fu Abao's head, stroked it lightly, then raised his head slightly, and lightly imprinted his own lips on Fu Abao's lips.

Fu Abao didn't refuse, but lowered his head slightly, and the lips of the two touched each other intimately.

Fu Abao's lips were better than Zheng Jingtong imagined, so soft, as if there was a slight moisture, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licked it lightly, was it sweet, did it taste like fruit juice?Ah Bao just drank fruit juice.

After being licked like this, Fu Abao's face became even redder, and he couldn't help closing his eyes. He didn't dare to look directly at Zheng Jingtong anymore.

This kind of Fu Abao is full of fatal attraction to Zheng Jingtong, and Zheng Jingtong's view of not resisting is a silent invitation. He kisses and kisses Fu Abao's fleshy lips, upper lip, lower lip, corners of the mouth, lip slits, every time He was deeply infatuated with this touch.

But that's not enough, it's not enough, the one you love is lying on top of you so defenseless, not resisting, but cooperating like that, then you're not a man if you don't do something, Zheng Jingtong finally pried it away with his powerful tongue Fu Abao's lips, before Fu Abao exclaimed, he stretched his flexible tongue in, and quickly wrapped around Fu Abao's frightened tongue. He wanted to convey his desire for Fu Abao through his tongue.

Zheng Jingtong has imagined life after marriage countless times, all kinds of sweetness and stickiness, but he never dared to implement it. He could only make up his mind and imagine that he was just flirting in the bathroom. Because of special reasons, he couldn't have a normal life with Ah Bao at all. married life.

But today, it seemed that God saw him as pitiful and began to sympathize with him, and even gave him such a good opportunity.

Fu Abao's tongue kept dodging at the beginning. Although other parts of his body did not resist violently, he didn't know whether he was embarrassed or was frightened. His tongue didn't cooperate at all at first, and he kept dodging, but he didn't raise his head to end the kiss. For Zheng Jingtong, it was an invitation, so his actions became more intense, and he kept pestering Fu Abao's tongue.

After a long period of fighting, Fu Abao may be tired or infected by Zheng Jingtong. He began to compromise, and his tongue began to squirm following Zheng Jingtong's guidance. The kiss between the two entered a sweet period. This is a real French kiss. , the breathing became heavier, and even the sound of water that made people blush could be heard.

Zheng Jingtong's lower body became more swollen, rubbing the hem of Fu Abao's dress slightly, a little passionate, Zheng Jingtong's right hand was still hugging the back of Fu Abao's head, and his left hand began to move around Fu Abao's back, first smooth shoulders, then slippery On the back, the clothes had fallen down quite a bit, so Zheng Jingtong could touch most of his back, and the smooth and elastic touch that could almost suck his fingers made him crazy.

The strong desire made him start to search for the rope on Fu Abao's back with his left hand while kissing.

There is no zipper in this maid outfit, only black ribbons are tied on the back, similar to shoelaces, which can automatically adjust the tightness according to the body size of the wearer, which is more convenient than zippers, but it is a pity that Fu Abao has no breasts, so tighten it I can't hold it anymore, and I have to fall when I should fall.

It was Zheng Jingtong who helped tie the ribbon back then, of course he knew how to untie it, he touched the key point with his fingers, and then pulled it lightly, wow, the clothes on Fu Abao's upper body were loose.

Then Zheng Jingtong didn't do anything, and pulled out the entire ribbon at once. Now there was no support for the back, and the entire back was exposed.

No matter how slow Fu Abao was, he could still feel the difference in his back. Zheng Jingtong's hand had already touched his waist, without the fabric!

He whimpered twice thinking about it, but Zheng Jingtong didn't let him go at all, his lips couldn't leave him for a moment, he kept licking and sucking, Fu Abao softened after three or two strokes, and his whole body fell powerlessly on Zheng Jingtong again body.

Said that Fu Abao did not succeed in the first blow, and there was no possibility of turning over in the next opportunity. He was inexperienced and soon indulged in the pleasure of kissing, and his body was lying limply on Zheng Jingtong's lips. The arms were at the mercy of Zheng Jingtong, not to mention touching his back, even if touching his chest, he probably wouldn't have much resistance.

"Abao..." Zheng Jingtong finally separated from Fu Abao's lips after kissing for a long time. Fu Abao still closed his eyes, and Zheng Jingtong gasped heavily and began to kiss Fu Abao's cheeks and nose, as well as the corners of his mouth and beautiful chin. Don't let it go, he still called Fu Abao's name softly, full of affection and desire, making Fu Abao's mind start to pretend to be muddled, he felt very comfortable in a daze, he didn't know how to resist, and didn't want to resist, Because it is very comfortable.