Chapter 227: I Simply Want to Fuck You
When A'xi'er heard those three words, he nearly lost control of his seed, almost shooting right into Sun Jiaojiao's hand.
Dammit! This woman was simply toxic.
A'xi'er's face flushed slightly. Luckily, the Western Turkic lands were sunny year-round, which had tanned his skin to a healthy wheat color, so even if his face flushed, it wasn't very noticeable. He wouldn't lose face in front of Sun Jiaojiao.
He curiously sized up Sun Jiaojiao, wondering if all women from the Central Plains were this direct. They were even more fierce than the women from his homeland.
"This isn't appropriate..." A'xi'er didn't even know what he was saying.
"Is Your Majesty going back on your word?"
The moment Sun Jiaojiao acted coquettishly, A'xi'er couldn't resist.
"That's not it..." A'xi'er racked his brains but didn't know how to answer her. No matter what, he felt that the current situation was a bit strange.
He had eaten her breasts and drunk her slutty juices. And now she wanted him to shoot for her?
This relationship was developing far too quickly. It wasn't what he wanted. His original intention was truly just to save Miss Ajiao from dire straits.
But his blood-engorged member was raised high, honestly telling him that it, too, simply wanted to fuck Miss Ajiao.
"Is Your Majesty unhappy because Ajiao had you lick her, but Ajiao didn't lick Your Majesty?"
"Of course not..."
Before A'xi'er could explain, Sun Jiaojiao knelt between his legs, pulled out the enormous root she had been coveting, and began to savor it meticulously-she imagined the feeling of this huge object fucking into her little hole, closing her eyes in rapture. She diligently licked the savage blue veins on the glans, looking like an intoxicated nymphomaniac.
A'xi'er was extremely embarrassed.
But he was surprised to find that he actually enjoyed this feeling-being enveloped, being licked, being desired, even being caressed and kissed.
The missing piece of his life seemed to be suddenly filled, making him completely whole.
"Mmph..." A'xi'er couldn't help but groan first. His expression, his body language, everything about him showed that he was extremely comfortable and satisfied.
His hard rod was enveloped by her wet little mouth. A tingling numbness, like an electric current, constantly stimulated his brain, causing him to gradually lose his ability to think, leaving only his most primitive instincts and impulses.
Seeing how much he was enjoying it, Sun Jiaojiao couldn't hold back either. She started to get restless. Even though nothing was inserted into her little hole, it felt as if it were being fucked. It stirred restlessly, the soft flesh inside contracting again and again, swallowing and spitting out transparent fluid.
She stroked the large, savagely veined rod, eagerly mounted it, and began to grind wildly.
Where their pubic hair met, white foam created by the thrusting was faintly visible. Sun Jiaojiao moaned in comfort, "Mmm... ah... so good..."
This big-nosed man was indeed exceptionally gifted in that department-big and strong.
"Mmm." A'xi'er was too shy to express himself, merely grunting a few times in response.
The pleasure from this pure carnal desire was about to short-circuit his brain. Right now, he didn't care that they had only met twice. He didn't care if this violated morals or ethics. He only wanted to blend completely with his "Miss Ajiao," to become one with her. To fuck her, to make her moan in pleasure, to shoot inside her, and to reach the peak of ecstasy together.
A'xi'er buried his head in the nape of Sun Jiaojiao's neck, addicted to the fragrance of her hair, and continuously left little kiss marks on her sensitive skin.
Kissing her deeply, A'xi'er suddenly opened his mouth, "Marry me. I'll make you the mistress of the grasslands."
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