Ye Lengsong followed Vivian's smooth belly and put his hand in from the top of her panties. His palm passed over the raised mons pubis and the soft grass and went straight down. His palm was tightly against the mons pubis, and his fingers pressed directly on a gap full of vaginal fluid, with slippery and soft labia on both sides.
He squeezed his middle finger into the middle of the gap, and the labia on both sides, with slippery and warm vaginal fluid, gently wrapped his middle finger.
Ye Lengsong could feel the lust of the girl in his arms, and his middle finger slid up and down in the gap of the vagina. Even when she was half drunk and half awake, there was still vaginal fluid flowing out.
Ye Lengsong had heard an old driver talk about it before. When doing business, ladies usually try their best to control their lust. They will have less water and less climax. Otherwise, they will have good business and collapse at the end of the day.
This is also what Ye Lengsong finds strange. The "lady" in his arms seems to be particularly emotional, and this emotion can be fed back to him. Although she is drunk, her body reaction proves that her mind is awake. This is also why Ye Lengsong is willing to pamper Vivian more. Otherwise, he would have pressed her down, finished the job, paid them, and let them go.
Ye Lengsong listened to Vivian's gentle and melodious moans in his arms, and his fingers on both sides slid through the two labia. Feeling more and more vaginal fluid, it soon wet his palms...
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Before Ye Lengsong's palm covered the vagina, the waves of pleasure had already told Vivian that this was not a dream but real, but the numb feeling from the forbidden area of the valley made her unwilling to wake up, and she would rather believe that this was a spring dream.
Vivian only felt that the big hand that made her whole body numb slowly slid across her lower abdomen, got into her underwear, and the fingers slid across the raised pubic mound and the lush grass, with a rustling sound, getting closer and closer to her labia.
The effect of alcohol made Vivian feel that her body was getting hotter and hotter, her vaginal fluid was increasing, and her heart was getting more and more expectant. Vivian opened her sexy lips and moaned, expecting.
Vivian finally waited for the long-awaited contact. When the palm pressed hard on her pubic mound, the fingers slid and rubbed in the gap between her labia minora, making her slightly opened lips utter a satisfied moan: "Ah..."
The voice was loud and melodious, and her body trembled and reached a small climax.
Even Randy, who was lying on the bed in the inner bedroom, trembled a little, and his right hand involuntarily touched her breasts, cursing in his heart: "Damn Vivian, is it so comfortable? You scream so loudly."
Hearing this loud moan, the owner of the big hand seemed to be encouraged, sliding back and forth and kneading her labia more quickly, and a fingertip quietly probed into her vagina that was constantly flowing with water.
Vivian felt that her vagina was getting more and more numb and empty, and she unconsciously opened her legs to facilitate the movement of the big hand.
Her breathing became heavier, and she moaned from time to time. Her body instinctively pursued pleasure, and her butt began to twist gently, chasing the fingers so that it could touch the most comfortable place.
The incomparable feeling of comfort made her almost fall. She wanted to ask the man in her "dream" to enter her body, but she couldn't.
The man behind her seemed to have heard her voice. His two hands left Vivian's body, grabbed the edge of her underwear, and slipped down from her beautiful little butt...
In the live TV broadcast, the national anthem had ended, the athletes of both sides were shaking hands, the two captains of the French national team and the Senegalese national team exchanged team flags, and the referee was already tossing a coin to decide who would kick off first.
Very obedient, although in a drunken dream, Vivian in her arms still moved her butt and legs so that Ye Lengsong could take off the wet little underwear and throw it on the carpet.
The athletes of both sides were in place, and the players of the Senegalese national team were already standing in the kick-off area in the center of the court, waiting for the referee's whistle, ready to kick off.
Ye Lengsong had already pressed Vivian under him, with her head facing the TV, and he had thoughtfully put a pillow under her. Her black hair hung down from the edge of the bed to the ground.
The pair of legs that made people love her were also lifted up high, and her calves were softly placed on Ye Lengsong's shoulders.
Ye Lengsong was ready to go at this time, and his thick and long penis was already hard and purple. He held the swollen penis with his hand and wandered around the hole. He could feel the wetness and warmth through the condom.
The color of the vagina could not be seen clearly, but he could feel that the pubic hair only grew on the mons pubis, and the whole vagina was smooth and smooth.
Ye Lengsong knelt between Vivian's legs, holding the tender legs with both hands, lifting them a little higher, spreading them outwards, and kneeling with his legs moving forward so that his swollen penis gradually approached the vagina between her legs.
Find the hole, and press it on it; the hand holding the penis has left, and Vivian's legs are supported again.
Ever since Vivian was put on the bed by the man behind her, she has been sure this is real. She can even feel her hair brushing her cheeks and scattering under the bed.
Lying at the end of the bed, her legs were lifted up, and a thick hard object pressed the vaginal hole. This real feeling made her tremble a little, "It's coming, the voice in my heart told me."
The heavy eyelids could not always open, and she didn't want to open them. She was like an ostrich in her heart, just willing to treat this as a dream and the man on her as her boyfriend.
Even if the broad chest, rough hands, and extremely hard glans told her that this man was not her boyfriend.
Just a moment later, Ni Zhen's appearance became increasingly blurred, slowly turning into the tall, handsome man in the bar.
"It's so embarrassing; why did I dream about him... It doesn't matter; it's just a wet dream..." Vivian comforted herself.
Feeling the person in the dream gradually approaching her, there was a muddy area between her legs, and the desire of expectation made her pant and wait, waiting for the final blow to let herself enter bliss.
Ye Lengsong did not let Vivian wait for long. He held her legs with both hands, adjusted his posture, and thrust his lower body hard. The penis dipped in the vaginal fluid, broke through the obstacles, and inserted deeply.
"Hiss... It's so tight!"
"Beep..." The whistle sounded, and the first match of the 17th Korea-Japan World Cup in 2002, France vs. Senegal, began.
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