AN HEIR MADE IN THE MARRIAGE BED [18+]

CHAPTER 2

When Leyla was still in a daze, Lance's violent kiss fell. The lips of the two touched each other, and the smell of alcohol mixed with men's perfume became clearer on his body. His lips were as hot as his palms. Seeing that Leyla didn't respond at all, he turned a kiss into a bite.

Leyla was in pain, and finally took a deep breath, but as soon as her thin lips opened, Lance's flexible long tongue drove in, and all the choking alcohol smell came over. His actions were rough and arrogant, and Leyla had no way out. He sucked her sweetness vigorously, exhausting the only oxygen in his lungs.

Leyla's head was a little dizzy due to lack of oxygen. She pushed Lance's strong chest with her hands, but he still didn't let go, until her little face flushed from holding back. He finally spared her.

But he didn't seem to think it was enough, he reached down with his palm, squeezed in between Leyla's legs, and squeezed her sensitive c******s through the lace panties.

"Hmm... ah..." Leyla blushed, even if she had never experienced a relationship between a man and a woman, she should know what Lance's purpose was at this moment.

Although... although her purpose of staying by Lance's side was not permanent, but after being left out for so long before, Leyla was at a loss for such rapid progress. The feeling that comes from it is strange and scary.

"Mr. King, don't do this..." Leyla pressed his arm lightly, the man's strong muscles made people flustered, "Otherwise, you will regret it after you wake up..."

After getting along for this period of time,

Leyla couldn't be more clear that Lance would feel nauseous even touching her hair. His current move to cross the line was only prompted by alcohol and desire.

"Heh, isn't it what you've been expecting to happen, to have s*x with me?"

Lance is handsome, with deep eyes and three-dimensional features, as if carefully carved by the hand of God. There is almost no dead spot on his face. The only shortcoming is probably that he is extremely cold and arrogant, like an iceberg that does not melt all year round.

When he said such words, there was no hidden sarcasm on his lips, like a sharp weapon, which made people have nowhere to hide.

"I..." Leyla's eyes were slightly wet. For some reason she was hurt.

Her ink-like black silk was spread out, soft and smooth. She was wearing a light nightgown without a corset underneath. Her round and full breasts were straight and upright, and the obvious n*****s could be seen through the material of the clothes, and Leyla always covered her white and tender cleavage tightly, but he didn't expect her figure to be so good.

Leyla's appearance is not exquisite, but she has an aura, and her eyes are clear and agile. Her tender lips had just been tortured by Lance, they were a little red and swollen, and they seemed to be filled with rare desires, which made people want to be bullied and ravaged.

The distance between the two was so close that Lance could even smell the faint fragrance that was unique to her body.

For a moment, Lance regretted breaking in. He has always been rational and self-controlled, but he got caught up in a fire because of Leyla.

This made him very upset.

Lance lifted up her panties, poked his fingertips forward, and parted his two fleshy lips, which didn't feel wet yet. He could feel Leyla's struggle, but he still didn't stop, and squeezed in.

"Ahh!!!" Leyla couldn't help screaming and scolding him, "Lance! You! Take your hands away! You! How can you be such a bastard! You are shameless!"

Sometimes even Leyla hated her soft-toned voice very much, even when she cursed, it sounded like she was flirting.

Leyla was so angry that she cried. She spoke in a crying voice, "Lance..."

"Oh, why don't you continue to call me Mr. King? Mrs King, there will be more bastard and shameless actions next. What do you think? Can you handle this?"

Lance suddenly fell in love with teasing her, ever since Leyla got married, he hated the mask she wore on her face, her fake smile when he knew she didn't like him either, and her reaction now was very real.

He felt an evil fire rising from his lower abdomen, he couldn't help it, and wanted to split Leyla's slender thighs and send the c**k in, but the layer of hymen that his fingertips touched told him that he couldn't do this indulgence.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Leyla shouted in pain.

The tight tunnel is repelling the invasion of foreign objects, and there is a faint pain in the small hole that has never been contaminated. Leyla was not ready yet, but the more she resisted, the more the man's fingertips became tighter, squeezing into the corridor, finding no way to stop him. She could only beg him, "Ah.. Don't be like this..."

"Really? Mrs. King, but I haven't started yet."

The man's fingers just inserted a head shallowly, while his thumb rubbed the c******s above. The difficult pain at the beginning seemed to be relieved by the massage.

There was a strange and strange electric current flowing through her whole body in an instant. Leyla subconsciously bent up to hide. She never thought that Lance would play with her p***y in this way, " No... um, I want to..."

Lance pressed her legs, and impatiently moved Leyla's interfering panties aside. The small hole was already slightly moist, but the two fleshy lips were as if shy, they were still tightly pressed together, and his fingers poked in again, just so shallow and tight, and slowly pulled along the tight v****a, causing her to continuously secrete lustful body fluids.

It has to be said that Leyla is really sensitive, but after her p***y was picked twice, her lower body was completely wet, and the lewd body fluids flowed along the base of her thighs, soaking the bed sheet underneath.

This kind of stimulation was too intense for Leyla. She tightly grasped the sheet under her body, and looked at him with moist eyes, as if she was about to be bullied and cry.

"It's wet." Lance put the shiny finger with her liquid in front of Leyla.

Leyla's face turned red immediately. Why is this cold man so vicious?

Obviously...it's obvious that she is so wet now that he was playing with her, but Lance's tone seemed to be how lewd she was.

"Look, you're standing up here too." Lance grabbed her round breasts, which were soft, very soft, and there was a faint tendency to be unable to control them with one hand.

Leyla snorted tenderly, while he had already bent down, through the thin nightgown, he sucked her t**s that were standing upright due to excitement.

The tip of the man's tongue was warm and moist, and Leyla let out an ah, trembling all over her body.

His tongue spun along her n*****s, and his fingers didn't stop moving, digging at the base of her thighs. Leyla's sensitive spots were under Lance's control, and she was going crazy, "You... ah... don't..."

Although he was sucking her n*****s urgently, but through a layer of clothing, the man still couldn't satisfy his intense desire. Lance's movements were very crisp, and he tore off her thin nightdress. The pair of plump, white and tender white rabbits jumped into the man's sight as if they couldn't wait.

Lance's heart moved slightly, he felt that the fire in his lower abdomen was getting hotter and hotter, he swallowed that playful pink n****e in one mouthful, and began to untie the belt on his trousers, his movements were very fast, it only took a few seconds Leyla clearly felt that the man's hot and hard p***s was pressing against her small hole, looking menacing.

"Hmm..."

Lance moved his c**k and rubbed it against the wet lips, and was not in a hurry to come in, but just rubbed it at the mouth of the small hole to let her get used to the existence of the man's thick and long p***s. But there was not much time for Leyla to object.

In the next second, Lance opened her thighs, sank down and slowly inserted the c**k into the small hole. He could feel a layer of hindrance, but he didn't stop, and he straightened up and inserted the c**k into the deepest part of the flower hole!

At that moment, Leyla felt as if her body was being torn apart. She cried out in pain, but the thick and long p***s did not take advantage of the situation to gallop inside her body. She looked up and found that Lance gasped, as if holding back something. "Hmm..."

Leyla's small hole, which has never been invaded before, is very tight, and the c**k is tightly wrapped as soon as it is inserted. He could feel the folds in the corridor like tentacles, wriggling, trying to push the thick and long p***s out of the body.

"Leyla, relax." Lance put his hand on her waist and moved around, trying to make Leyla relax.

He jerked his d**k, but the overly tight p***y did not allow it at all, and she sucked the p***s firmly. Why is this woman so good at sucking? She seems to have an innate ability, even if it is the first time to experience s*x, it is impossible to extricate oneself.

Lance glanced down, her plump breasts were dotted with two points of pink, rosy in white, they looked very attractive. People couldn't help but want to eat this delicious snack, but Leyla didn't like it.

She didn't know how much ecstasy she felt, she was almost hurt to death, kicking her legs wildly, trying to distance the two of them.

Lance raised his hands to hold down her restless legs, his body sank, and the c**k seemed to squeeze in half a bit further.

"Relax, do you want to leave me?" Lance breathed out softly. Although his face looked calm, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. The long thighs were spread out and formed into an M shape. This position allows the c**k to penetrate deeper.

The private parts of the two were tightly joined together, and the pouch slapped Leyla's groin from time to time, causing her to cry out.

"No, it hurts...it really hurts..." Leyla shook her head, but still bit her lower lip and said, "You...you slow down..."

Lance pulled out his d**k from her hole. He swung the head of his c**k around her wet little hole, "In a moment, you'll beg me to hurry up."

With a puff, the d**k was slowly inserted through the narrow hole again, and the heart trembled, secreting more lewd fluid, which completely wetted the i*********e between the two, and some even spread to the base of the legs. The bed sheet was wet, Leyla snorted, why didn't she realize it before...

Lance is so bad...

When the initial pain subsided a little, Leyla tried to relax. She thought she was being lusted and the dominating man would desperately thrust into her p***y, but he didn't...

Lance was extraordinarily patient in this matter. Going in and out of the p***y, the room was so quiet. Leyla could even hear the sound of the c**k stirring in her p***y. Her cheeks were completely red, but fortunately, they were covered by the night, so she didn't have to worry too much in front of Lance. Too embarrassing.

But even so, Leyla could still clearly see that between her legs, the man's thick and long genitals were being inserted into her body inch by inch. The veins on it were bulging, and it looked like a ferocious beast.

The p***y was extremely muddy, and when Lance pushed his lower body forward, Leyla finally couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, "Ugh..."