[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

However, Sherlock didn't let Helen escape this time. He grabbed her waist with one big hand, and tightly wrapped the back of Helen's head with his other hand, pressing her to him.

Helen could only stare as she got closer and closer to Sherlock's handsome face, until he pressed her pink lips hard.

Sherlock unceremoniously pried open Helen's lips, his big tongue stuck in and stirred vigorously, wrapping her uvula deeply.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Helen couldn't resist at all under Sherlock's proficient kissing skills, she could only utter vague syllables with her mouth gagged.

Helen felt that she could hardly breathe, and her tongue and lips felt sore from being sucked by Sherlock.

Moreover, her legs were so weak that she almost couldn't support herself standing.

One of Sherlock's arms hung across her waist, relying on it to support her body.

But even so, Helen couldn't hold back anymore under Sherlock's long and deep kiss, and fell limply on Sherlock's body.

"useless!"

Sherlock looked at Helen's weak and helpless appearance, and finally mercifully let go of Helen's red and swollen lips, and laughed.

Helen was already panting heavily, ignoring what Sherlock was saying.

Although the words on Sherlock's mouth were disgusting, his hand was caressing along Helen's back once in a while, and his lips were also pecking lightly on Helen's lips again and again, as if soothing. .

That slight touch caused an electric itch on Helen's lips that were numb from kisses, and Helen couldn't help pursing her lips to avoid Sherlock's kiss.

But as soon as she touched her lips, she couldn't help hissing in pain, and Helen couldn't help but glared at Sherlock accusingly.

However, Sherlock didn't feel guilty at all, and said calmly: "It's not that your body is too weak, you still need to exercise more to keep up with my rhythm, whether it's under the bed or on the bed."

Sherlock's last sentence looked at Helen and said it with special meaning, which made Helen startled.

Now Sherlock was scary enough, both in bed and under it.

If he gets better after exercising, does Sherlock mean that he can be stronger?This made Helen want to cry.

Seeing Helen's unwillingness, but Sherlock didn't care.

"Honey, I found you very enthusiastic today."

Sherlock's specially low voice was deep and magnetic, as if rolled out from the tip of his tongue, with a different kind of temptation, hooking on the tip of a person's heart.

Helen's body was shocked, she blinked a little ignorantly and said: "Enthusiasm? I just did what a normal girlfriend should do. Naturally, I want to get closer to you when I don't reject you so much. "

Sherlock: "..." It's all because Helen misleads her perception.

Normally, he wouldn't be allowed to touch it, so Helen's small initiative made him feel flattered.

Sherlock pulled her to sit down at the table, and the two of them began to eat lunch.

It's just that the hot lips made Helen be careful when eating, and it would hurt if she accidentally touched them.This is still Sherlock's fault.

But Sherlock's food is really delicious, even someone like Helen who only likes to eat cakes still eats a lot in this meal.

Naturally, Helen would wash the dishes after dinner. Helen doesn't need Sherlock to intervene in this area. Helen can only feel at ease if she leaves this kind of matter to herself.

Otherwise, if someone else washed it, she would wash it again anyway in the end.

In the afternoon, Helen was sorting out all the things in the house to see which ones she needed to take to 221b, while Sherlock was looking around.

"Sherlock, what about the money you got from selling my house?" Helen suddenly remembered this question and asked.

She remembered that she bought it for about [-] pounds at the time, and she didn't know how much she could sell it for.

"In my card, I can call you anytime." Sherlock said indifferently.

"Forget it, let it go there, anyway, I don't have any urgent money."

When Helen went to take a bath at night, she was rummaging through her old pajamas, but Sherlock, who was lying on her bed, came over and handed her a white shirt.

"Wear this." Sherlock ordered Helen.

Helen looked at the white shirt in Sherlock's hand and was speechless: "Quickly, Sherlock, did you plan it out?"

Sherlock hooked his lips and smiled without guilt: "If you wear this, that little bear will allow you to stay."

"Okay, deal."

Sherlock's temptation made Helen unable to refuse, she grabbed the white shirt and went to take a bath.

Anyway, it's the first time for the raw and the second time for the acquaintance, and it has already passed in front of Sherlock once, and Helen is not so restrained the second time.

When Helen lifted the quilt and lay down and was about to sleep, Sherlock pressed over from the side.

"Sherlock, what are you doing?"

Helen looked vigilantly at Sherlock above her body, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

"You said it yourself, get closer to me when you don't repel me so much, am I helping you?"

Helen: "..." Oh no, she really shot herself in the foot with a rock, is it too late to repent now?

"Sherlock, we just did it the day before yesterday." Helen had to remind Sherlock of this fact.

"I'm sure that even if it's the first time, your body is fine."

Sherlock turned a deaf ear and continued with his actions, unbuttoning Helen's clothes.

It seemed that Sherlock had made up his mind that he would never let him go tonight, so Helen could only sigh and let him go.

However, thinking of doing it in the room where she has lived since she was a child, still makes Helen feel quite uncomfortable.

And this is Sherlock's purpose, he must occupy Helen's growth track in this place, leaving his own traces.

Sherlock only unbuttoned Helen's front buttons, but did not take off her white shirt.

However, Sherlock's big hand caressed all the way up, directly peeling off Helen's last barrier.

Helen was startled, Sherlock's speed was too fast, right?

Anyway, give yourself some time to get ready, obviously the night before yesterday he treated himself so tenderly and carefully.

Helen raised her head, just in time to meet the evil smile on Sherlock's lips, which made the bad feeling in Helen's heart even more serious.

Sherlock lowered his head and kissed the place where he had unbuttoned it, just sucking the kiss lightly, the feeling from the place he kissed made Helen's body tingle.

But his hand caressed her, stroking, kneading, provocative, and doing everything possible, which was bound to ignite Helen's inner desire for him.

Helen's body gradually warmed up under Sherlock's actions, and she felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.

She couldn't help but reached out and grabbed the sheet under her body tightly, tying it into a ball.

Feeling the wetness between his fingers, Sherlock understood that Helen's body could already adapt to him.

He raised his body slightly, and slowly began to take off his clothes.

Helen was in a daze, and her mind was even more bewildered, completely overwhelmed by the senses of her body, so she lost all reason.

Sherlock pressed Helen's body again, lifted the hem of her shirt, and rushed in.

Helen was so stimulated that she yelled "Ah", and her body became stiff.

But Sherlock didn't give Helen time to react. He lifted her up and slammed into her fiercely, again and again.

This caused Helen's body to be swayed by Sherlock's bump. She kept stepping back but was pulled back by him mercilessly.

"Sherlock, you beast!"

Seeing the expression on Sherlock's face, Helen wanted to scold him angrily, but she couldn't control her body's reaction and screamed.

Sherlock didn't take off his white shirt, he did it on purpose.

Indeed, Sherlock wanted Helen to lie under him like this for a long time.

Compared to being completely exposed, Helen's current body is still wrapped in a white shirt, but the untied part reveals a faint scene.

But her bottom is completely uncovered, allowing him to do whatever he wants, how beautiful is such a strong contrast!

And with his own impact, all the softness on her top would rush to Helen's loose neckline, as if about to be squeezed out.

Sherlock's expression became joyful and complacent, and his movements became more and more violent, blowing towards Helen like a violent storm, completely submerging her.

Helen was completely speechless in such passion, and felt that she was about to be burned by Sherlock.

Helen was hot and hot, and her heart was so hot that she was so wet that it was hard to tell whose sweat it was. Helen could only whimper and moan helplessly.

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