[Black Street] The one-eyed man

I sat on top of Warwick, put my hands on the muscles in his shoulders, and watched dreamily as he took my clothes off.

"If Ella-chan doesn't speak, it means I agree to take off my clothes..." He scratched my face with a low smile, and pushed my camisole to my chest with one hand. Sure enough, the older the cowboy, the more experienced he is. Rich, he is much better at this than I am.

I will be as skilled as he is... I thought as I leaned feebly in his arms.I squinted and enjoyed his touch on my back, my senses were intoxicated like I was soaked in fine wine, and I didn't even have time to think about whether Warwick had seen the flesh on my stomach.

"Would you like to wear your underwear or take it off?" he mumbled, biting my ear.

I nodded and shook my head, not knowing what I wanted to express.

Warwick smiled and licked my ear: "Then try it all?" The wet and sticky saliva stuck to the ear, too close to the cochlea, and the thick and ambiguous voice was directly and clearly transmitted into the ear, which made me unable to control it. I shuddered.

"Wow, my ears are so sensitive." He pinched my other ear and I almost screamed.

"Hush..." Warwick smirked, his eyes rolled up, "Grandma is still outside."

"Would you like to wear it?" He didn't ask me at all, he put his hand behind the underwear and untied it, without restraint, and exposed to him, I hugged him half shyly and half excitedly.

"It's so beautiful." He kissed my cheek and patted my back reassuringly.

He put his hand on it and squeezed it, and my body trembled with excitement for him.Warwick's nimble fingers slid across the front, and I tried to take his hand, but he broke away easily and continued. "Is it comfortable?" He teased and bit my collarbone.

Comfortable speechless.

I can only watch his head go down little by little, close to my chest little by little, and then hold it.After struggling for a while, I didn't move anymore, my chest felt so refreshed that I just wanted to die.He buried his whole face in it, muttering, "Baby..."

I really like him, he always has so many ways to make my heart flutter, he is always so sweet, and so fascinated me.I hugged his head and combed his hair unconsciously. He also gradually became more comfortable after being touched. He hugged me tightly and pressed against me underneath.His hair has grown longer, and it falls obediently on his shoulders. It's not smooth, but it feels very textured, just like himself.

Just when I was dizzy and obsessed, his wet tongue retracted, and then he bit down hard.

The sudden comfort and pain were intertwined, I made a weird tone, couldn't help raising my hand, and swung the cup on the bedside to the ground with a "boom".

The sound was like a thunder in the lingering silence, and Warwick and I froze.We looked at each other, Warwick's expression was subtle, like that of a frightened child.

Ashamed and flushed, I was sitting on top of him in embarrassment when I heard my mother-in-law scream, "Ella! What are you doing, you slacker!"

Hearing the sound of my mother-in-law's footsteps getting closer, Warwick scanned my bedroom, quickly grabbed my clothes, jumped out of bed and hid under my desk—who knows why he was so skillful.I stood up cooperatively and blocked the table with my body, and then the door was kicked open forcefully, and my mother-in-law stood outside, holding her broken coffee cup in a rage: "Listen, if you make weird noises again, I will teach you a lesson! "

"I see." I straightened my back and tried to pretend that I just got up and was getting dressed. I'm the worst at lying. At this time, I stared at the ground and didn't dare to face her. Go out for a walk, don't bother you."

The mother-in-law showed a look of "I knew this lazy guy would only get up after three days".

I was only wearing a pair of shorts, and I was standing on the ground with two bare legs. Suddenly, there was a warm feeling on my legs. I knew it was Warwick who was playfully fucking my calf. The wet and hot saliva sucked on me. On my calf, this realization made my knees go limp, and I almost knelt on the ground.

My mother-in-law looked at me suspiciously: "Are you disabled?"

I blushed and shook my head wildly: "It's okay, I'm really okay!" The more I was embarrassed, the more Warwick licked harder, he even put a piece of my meat in his mouth, and he almost made a lustful water sound.I held my trembling legs in shame, although I knew it was useless.

The mother-in-law rolled her eyes and closed the door forcefully. At the same moment, I turned around and squatted down, looking at Warwick: "You!"

The tall man curled up under the table, looking extremely stuffy, but unexpectedly cute.Warwick touched my head with a smile, and kissed my forehead tenderly. I trembled, but I couldn't say another word.He looks so pretty when he smiles.

"Come here, baby." He waved at me.I like it when he calls me that.

I looked under the table that was crowded by his body, and I didn't think there could be another me in it.

"Will it be exciting to do it in such a small place?" He touched my face with one hand, "Try it here?"

How much money to kiss has long been forgotten by me, I obeyed my own will and nodded dizzily, hugged him and kissed him, under the narrow and dark table, Warwick and I hugged and kissed, the environment was so □ □It became more ambiguous and concealed. We stuck our tongues into each other's mouths, pulled out a sticky thread, and hung it on my mouth. I felt that the circle around my lips was more or less wet by him, exposing It was cool in the air, and I just wanted to be licked up by him again.

I sometimes sneak open my eyes to see Warwick, his eyes closed and his eyelashes so long I can't help but touch them.

It took a long time for Warwick to let me go, and to play with a strand of hair on my face: "Next time when Nicholas is not around, let's try it in the convenience house?"

I tried not to think about how many pornographic posters and sex toys there are in the convenience house, but I can't control my desire and dissatisfaction, and the more I think about it, the more excited I am, I can't wait to run to the convenience house and push him into his bedroom That single bed, or pushed onto the bed by him.

"Next time when...?" I asked him, knowing I was like a woman who couldn't wait, with longing green eyes.

Warwick let out a chuckle, and ruffled my hair with his big hands: "Well, if Ella-chan wants it, I can do it now." He dragged out the end of the sound, and slowly swept his fingers over my hair temptingly. face, "I'm always ready for you."

I hugged him and rubbed my head against his neck: "I like you so much."

"Me too." He said after a moment of silence.

The author has something to say: Ah, I am really happy that you leave comments for me!You are my little angel

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Hey, when I read it carefully, I found that there are still many bugs in the plot. At that time, I just ignored it in order to write a sweet and greasy love. I was really irresponsible... If the little angels have any opinions, please correct me It will really become a good-for-nothing who can’t write anything but sweet and greasy...