The touch, strange and real, made his mind blank. He could only move awkwardly by instinct, hoping to alleviate Xiao'e's pain.
Xiao'e's body trembled slightly, and she moaned intermittently. That voice, no longer the sweetness she was familiar with, but with a trace of wildness and hoarseness, hit Ah Xian's eardrums, making it more difficult for him to sustain himself.
"Ah..." Xiao'e let out a soft chant, her body trembling slightly.
Ah Xian's movements were very soft and jerky. He had never done this kind of thing for another man before, and he could only move awkwardly based on instinct and his own masturbation skills. However, Xiao'e's body is extremely sensitive, and even a slight touch can make her groan with blushing cheeks and ears.
"Ah Xian...lighten up"" Xiao'e's voice was intermittent, with a trace of pain and...pleasure?
Ah Xian was taken aback, he quickly stopped and asked nervously, "What's the matter?" Does it hurt you? "
"No...no..." Xiao'e shook her head, her cheeks flushed like ripe apples, "It's just...a little...not used to..."
Ah Xian breathed a sigh of relief. He continued to move, but this time he was more cautious, for fear of hurting Xiao'e.
Ah Xian only masturbates for her 10 cm small cock, and she can satisfy herself with one hand, so she doesn't know how to deal with her wife's 28 cm thick cock. He tentatively held Xiao'e's "giant" with one hand, but found that his fingers could not be closed at all.
"This...this is too big, right? . . . . .
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In the room, it was quiet, only the occasional birdsong from outside the window reminded the two of the passage of time.
Ah Xian was still slumped on the ground, his head blank, as if he had just experienced a strange dream. He secretly glanced at Xiao'e lying on the bed. She had calmed down and was breathing evenly, as if nothing had happened.
However, some things, once they happen, can no longer be regarded as never having existed.
In Ah Xian's mind, the scene that made his face flushed and ears were constantly replayed, especially when his hand touched the "giant root", the shock and shock still made his heart beat faster and he was short of breath.
He couldn't help but secretly clenched his hand into a fist, contrasting it with the memory of the behemoth in his mind.
"28CM... my God..." Ah Xian sighed silently in his heart, an indescribable sense of inferiority arose spontaneously.
He suddenly remembered that when he was with Xiao'e before, he was always the dominant person, and Xiao'e was always gentle and obedient to him. But now, Xiao'e has become a man taller and stronger than him, and he still has such "majestic" capital....
"Is it possible that I am really going to become a'small man'? "Ah Xian's heart was full of confusion and uneasiness.
At this moment, Xiao'e turned over, as if about to wake up. Ah Xian quickly retracted her thoughts, pretending to be as if nothing had happened, got up from the ground, walked to the bedside, and patted Xiao'e lightly on the shoulder.
"Xiao'e, wake up, we should go find that old lady. "
Xiao'e slowly opened her eyes, there was still a trace of confusion in her eyes, but soon, she recovered her clarity.
"Hmm..." she responded and sat up, but suddenly felt a chill coming.
"Then what should I wear? "She looked down.
"Oh, my clothes are too small for you to wear, so..." Ah Xian said embarrassedly.
Only then did Xiao'e think of her current "special situation", and her cheeks suddenly turned red again.
"Then... then what am I wearing? "She looked around, but found that except for the sheets and quilts, only Axian's clothes were left in the room.
"It's better to wear a yukata in a hotel room first than to be naked. "Ah Xian said, handing Xiao'e the yukata.
Xiao'e took the yukata, hesitated for a while, and put it on her body. The yukata was too small for her to cover her tall and sturdy body. Especially the lower body, the "majestic" outline is still clearly visible even through the yukata, as if it will break out of clothes at any time.
Xiao'e's cheeks were so red that she was about to bleed. She shyly pulled the hem of her yukata and tried to cover it up, but found that doing so made her even more eager to conceal it.