[Comprehensive] Curly detective fancy strategy

Because of deep love, under Sherlock's intimacy, Helen's body can't resist and can only surrender to him.

It's just that Helen's mind was still sober. When Sherlock pulled her clothes off, she reached out and pressed his hand, panting softly: "Sherlock, don't, I'm serious, you have something on your body." Hurt, no way."

The skirt of her chest was wet from being sucked by Sherlock through the clothes, which made Helen feel numb, itchy and swollen.

It's just that she had to endure the waves of heat in her body with difficulty, and persuaded Sherlock.

Obviously, Sherlock has always been a man who insists on going his own way, especially at this time, how could he listen to persuasion?It must be done to the end.

Shylock turned a deaf ear to Helen's voice, and he began to untie Helen's clothes seriously.

This black robe tightly wrapped her body, which indeed brought Sherlock a lot of trouble.

Seeing that Sherlock was determined to do it, and it was impossible to stop, Helen could only sigh, cupped Sherlock's face, and made him look up at her.

"Sherlock, you don't move, I'll come, okay?"

This was just the best way Helen could think of to reduce the damage, but what Helen said made Sherlock's eyes light up, and his eyes shone with a strange brilliance.

Helen can swear that what Sherlock thinks is definitely not the same as what she thinks.

Sure enough, with Helen's promise, Sherlock slumped on the chair and motioned to Helen who was sitting on his lap to hurry up.

Helen took off her and Sherlock's clothes, and sat down carefully.

The feeling of being completely enveloped by Helen made Sherlock couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly on the armrests of the seat, and the veins on the back of his hands stretched.

Helen moved slowly, and Sherlock admired the beauty of Helen's body undulating in front of him, which made him dazzled and confused.

Even the thin layer of sweat on Helen's body was so cute in Sherlock's eyes, he couldn't help but want to kiss her off.

The reason why Sherlock can't wait to have sex with Helen is because he wants to feel her presence in her body.

Let Sherlock really feel that they are still together, that they will not be separated from each other, and dispel the panic in his heart because of death.

This time Sherlock was more peaceful than before. Helen told him to be obedient and not move, and he really endured it.

Let Helen to toss about on her own, let her control the rhythm, even this makes Sherlock's body feel as if it is about to explode.

Even though it was buried deep in Helen's body, Sherlock still couldn't be satisfied.

He wanted more, he wanted to possess Helen more deeply, so that everything about her would be deeply branded as his own.

At this time, Sherlock suddenly wanted a child, the continuation of their blood, the evidence that Helen belonged to him that could never be rubbed away.

Thinking of this, Sherlock's body became more and more agitated, and he couldn't help but began to push Helen up hard.

Sherlock's unexpected action made Helen scream out. She didn't know whether it was from being frightened or from her feeling that she was out of control.

"Ah, Sherlock, I told you not to use too much force!"

Being pinched by Sherlock's waist and moving like a pile driver, Helen was so pushed that she couldn't speak.

After all, Sherlock couldn't bear it anymore, and the wound Helen had bandaged for him burst open again.

But he couldn't control that much anymore, the slight pain stimulated Sherlock even more, making him attack more vigorously.

Ever since Helen had a relationship with Sherlock, no matter how intense it was, it had never been like this time, making her think that she would be beaten to death by Sherlock, and her mouth could not be closed.

Sherlock's eyes were red, and he didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received. He only focused on one target, and took Helen fiercely. A little deeper, a little deeper, what's his, it's all his, and everything about Helen is his. Yes, never let her leave yours.

In the end, Helen didn't even have the energy to scream. She felt that Sherlock had pinched her waist and sides, and maybe she shouldn't have chosen this position.

However, Sherlock felt extremely comfortable. He hugged Helen deeply into his arms, reminiscing about the hearty battle just now.

Just when Helen thought that Sherlock should have vented once, he suddenly hugged Helen and got up, put Helen on the seat, and he himself stood in front of her, and entered her again fiercely.

Helen's body softened into a puddle of mud and collapsed on the back of the seat behind her, allowing Sherlock to do whatever he wanted to her, but she could only pant heavily and couldn't do anything else.

Sherlock's curly hair was already wet and sweat was streaming down his handsome face, but he didn't care at all.

Sherlock only had the idea of ​​wanting Helen fiercely in his mind, making her completely his own.

After one more time, Sherlock fell on Helen's body and gasped for breath, and Helen's limbs were already weak and her body was weak.

"Sherlock, I can't, I really can't come again."

Helen couldn't help but whispered in his ear, but fortunately this time Sherlock regained his sanity and didn't continue.

He hugged Helen horizontally, and the two of them sat together in the hot tub.

Helen sat in Sherlock's arms, leaning against his body, allowing him to pour water on her body to wash her body.

Helen was so sleepy that she didn't even want to say a word, but she still vaguely remembered Sherlock's injury, and murmured: "Sherlock, how is your injury?"

Sherlock's face today was particularly stern. Even in the passion just now, he was not as happy and intoxicated as before, but as if Helen was his enemy, he invaded and attacked fiercely.

Helen understands that Sherlock's emotional ups and downs are too great today. For Sherlock, who has always been inexperienced in emotions, it will take some time for him to deal with it.

Although Sherlock's complexion was not good, his movements of bathing Helen were extremely gentle.

"I'm fine, just a small injury."

Sherlock's slightly hoarse low voice rang in Helen's ears, which made Helen's heart feel more at ease, and her sleepiness became more and more intense.

It's just that when Sherlock cleaned her up to the place he had just ruthlessly occupied, Helen's body instinctively responded to him.

Helen's enthusiasm finally made Sherlock, who had been sullen tonight, show a smile, because from Helen's body reaction, she could tell that she was interested in him. How could she not make Sherlock happy?

Seeing Helen's flushed little face sleeping soundly in his arms, Sherlock couldn't help but bowed his head lovingly and kissed her lightly.

Every time Sherlock thinks he loves Helen enough, Helen can always make himself realize that he actually loves her more.

However, the corners of Sherlock's lips could not help but curl up slightly. If it was Helen, he would accept this kind of feeling and the subsequent changes.

After all, Sherlock has been keeping this girl by his side since he first met him.

Thinking of this, Sherlock couldn't help but look down at Helen's flat stomach. Perhaps after returning to London, they should also consider some issues.

Sherlock's rationality and calmness have been professionally certified, because Helen lost control of her emotions only for one night, and when he woke up the next day, he returned to his usual appearance.

However, no matter how Helen persuaded herself this time, she couldn't let herself get close to Sherlock.

That's right, this time Sherlock is posing as his own skilled bum.

Helen stood far away, really not wanting to approach him.

Helen's obvious behavior of disregarding the relationship made Sherlock's face darken, and he was still screaming on him last night.

"Come here!" Sherlock gritted his teeth at Helen.

He had already discovered that several men were sneaking glances at Helen, those goldfishes were thinking about something, and they really wanted Sherlock to tear them apart, so sometimes it's not a good thing to see too clearly.

After Helen heard Sherlock's words, she instinctively shook her head violently.

It was only after this action that she realized that it was not good, and she buried her head so hard that she didn't dare to look at Sherlock's face.

"Hehe," Sherlock's sinister laughter rang in her ears: "Very well, Helen, you are getting bolder now."

"I'll say it one last time, come here!"

Sherlock stood where he was and gave Helen an ultimatum. However, he tried to convince himself again and again in his heart, but he still couldn't move his footsteps.

She really loves Sherlock, she really doesn't dislike Sherlock.

But, oh my god, Helen couldn't look directly at Sherlock right now, she couldn't imagine how dirty he was.

The woman who was so well-behaved in his arms last night, but today she dislikes him so much, how can Sherlock accept such a big gap?

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