-Can I have sex during pregnancy? -

Healthy expectant mothers after 4 months of pregnancy can have moderate sex life, try to avoid sex in the late pregnancy, and sexual intercourse is strictly prohibited after 32 weeks of pregnancy (8 months)...-

Does pregnancy sex affect your child?-

After four months of pregnancy, try to use side lying position and other positions when you have sex. Be careful not to squeeze the fetus and avoid violent movements. Generally, there will be no impact...-

Sex posture during pregnancy [Picture] [Picture]…

The content behind is folded and needs to be unlocked before it can be displayed. Lian Jue glanced at the preview of the Q&A in the search results, threw the lock screen of the phone aside, got up and pulled Chen Ting, who was still bent under his crotch, stood up and pulled up.

Chen Tingwei's passion improved slightly under Lian Jue's breath, and his consciousness became a little awake after Lian Jue's reminder of the question. He was dizzy and was put on the bed by Lian Jue, and then pushed his back to the side, turned his head and asked in a hoarse voice: "...can it be?"

"Just remember to ask now?"

Lian Jue hugged him from behind, his chest pressed against his back, lifted up the nightgown on his body and touched his smooth thighs twice.

Lian Jue's breath completely wrapped him up, and body temperature continued to flow into his body. Chen Tingwei's glands became hot and his head began to dizzy again. He forced himself to endure the tremor under the touch and explained to Lian Jue intermittently: "...I am... because during pregnancy...my message - hormone secretion..."

"So you're in heat?" Lian Jue raised one of his thighs, pressed his genitals up, and gently circled and pushed it lightly at the mouth of his wet hole. "It's so wet that I'll find a reason for myself."

Chen Tingwei's voice soon could not be maintained evenly. He grabbed Lian Jue's hand and held up his thigh. He wanted to stop it but could not resist the pleasure of being rubbed from the hole. He could only tremble and called Lian Jue's name, almost waiting for his answer: "Can you do it when you are pregnant...? Ah--"

Halfway through the words, Lian Jue turned into a moan. Lian Jue suddenly crushed the front end into his wet hole. The narrow passage was slowly stretched out and the pain and pleasure current climbed up to his spine. Chen Ting did not raise his head, stretched his neck, and he grabbed Lian Jue's hand unbearably.

While restraining himself, Lian Jue pushed his movements slowly inward, kissing his ears, and his voice deliberately deceived him: "No."

Chen Ting's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly widened.

He turned his head in panic to look at Lian Jue, and hurriedly reached out to push him away, but his strength became weak. Instead, he was unable to push it away, but Lian Jue blocked his lips and pushed his tongue in, wrapping it around his tongue.

Chen Tingwei was speechless, and tears that could not be stopped were slid across his nose and fell onto the pillow. He pushed back with his elbow with his elbow. He was anxious and annoyed to the end and didn't care about anything. The push turned into an unreasonable whistle.

Lian Jue originally ignored his push and hit, until Chen Tingwei's hand hit his jaw, causing a sourness to his nose. Only then did he easily wrap his hands on his chest and imprison his movements.

Lian Jue's arm passed through Chen Tingwei's armpit, touched his jaw that was hurt by him, clamped Chen Tingwei's chin, kissed him deeper, and raised his knees and pushed him in between his legs, forcing him to open his legs and embed his genitals deeper.

Chen Ting in his arms was not so angry that he was not angry. As he sobbed, his back trembled, and he couldn't resist. Even the acupoints were contracted one after another. He couldn't get in and moved. Under his own strength, he was trying his best to restrain himself, and now he even bulged the tiny veins on his forehead.

His mouth was full of the salty smell of Chen Tingwei's tears. He forgot to breathe. Lian Jue was finally willing to let him go, and reached out to twist his butt gently, and said angrily: "I know you're afraid?"

Before Chen Ting was let go, he opened his lips slightly and took a breath, and he scolded him fiercely in a crying voice. What a bastard and bastard came out in a mess and wanted to push his arm again.

Lian Jue laughed instead of anger, and controlled his strength and hit him in a low weight. Chen Tingwei immediately couldn't speak. Lian Jue was originally putting his hand on his waist, accidentally touching his bulging belly, and quickly moved it away. Seeing that he was about to cry again, he simply reached his arm to Chen Tingwei's chest and hugged the whole person in his arms.

While swaying his waist slightly and grinding it inside him, he gently kissed his smooth neck, and his nose was filled with the scent of sweet wine emitted from Chen Tingwei's body. After smelling it for a long time, he himself became a little confused and was dizzy when he cried.

Lian Jue's calm voice had a little reproachful meaning: "I'm afraid I'm still looking for fucking." He raised his hand again and wiped away the moisture in the corners of his eyes with his rough and warm fingertips, "You can do it... open your legs."

Chen Tingwei didn't believe him anymore, and he pulled his knees into his body, trying to stop Lian Jue's invasion. Lian Jue's hand touched his chest and twisted the nipples standing on his chest with his fingertips. Chen Tingwei's breathing suddenly became very anxious and he screamed uncontrollably.

While twisting the tip of his nipples, Lian Jue snatched the cell phone on the bed with his backhand and threw it to Chen Tingwei: "If you don't believe me, check it out."

Chen Tingwei went to get his cell phone, and his shoulders were shaking gently. Lian Jue thrust his waist and hips while his body was removing his guard. His chaotic breathing touched Chen Tingwei's ears, causing Chen Tingwei to shake even stronger.

Lian Jue saw him crying fiercely and wanted to stop bullying him, but seeing that he could not help but tease him again, he said in his ear in an almost imperative tone: "Check."

Chen Ting seemed to be frightened by him, so he slowly raised his hand and picked up his phone.

The light on the screen of the phone hit Shen Tingwei's face. Lian Jue noticed his strangeness. His brows were tightly frowned, the flush on his face faded a lot, and the lips were not as rosy as before.

Lian Jue still remembers Chen Tingwei's face was so painful a few months ago, thinking that he had hurt him again, Lian Jue suppressed his moving nerves and stopped his movements. Before he could ask, Chen Tingwei really shouted: "It hurts..."

Chen Ting didn't hold down his hand that was twisted on his nipples, and tears came out from his red eyes: "It hurts so much..."

Lian Jue was stunned for a moment, and covered his hand on the back of Chen Tingwei's hand holding the phone, tilted the screen down a little, reflecting the two nipples on Chen Tingwei's chest that were swollen due to congestion.

In fact, Lian Jue noticed it when he just touched it. He thought that Chen Ting's body was too sensitive during his premature pregnancy, and his nipples were bigger than before, but now it seems that it is more than that.

Chen Tingwei's areola was originally light and tender, but now the color is getting darker, and the nipple in the middle is so red that it can seep bleeding.

Lian Jue gently fiddled with his fingers, and Chen Ting didn't shake it. It seemed that he didn't pretend to hurt.

Lian Jue extinguished the light from his mobile phone screen, placed his phone on the bedside table, and did not touch the place on his chest again: "What's going on?"

“…the clothes were grinded.”

Lian Jue's hand was honestly putting back on his thigh, and thrusting gently and slowly, as if comforting, as if diverting his attention. He slowly asked him: "How could the clothes be ground like this?"

Lian Jue's breathing sprayed on the back of Shen Tingwei's neck, causing the glands to pulsate like spasm. Chen Tingwei's scalp became numb, closed his eyes, and said hesitantly: "It...will swollen every day..."

Lian Jue's lips were too close to him, and he almost felt the protruding and beating skin on the back of Chen Ting's neck rubbing against his lips. He half felt strange and half was flirting. He lowered his head and held the place in his mouth, and gently licked it on the tip of his tongue.

Chen Tingwei's body suddenly became stiff, his body shrank, and a few words were not clearly revealed in his rapid breathing.

Lian Jue didn't hear clearly, or maybe she didn't understand clearly. She was confused and wondering what "can't mark" was. Then she heard Chen Tingwei's voice gradually attached to the crying voice, and the voice became more chaotic. Lian Jue only vaguely caught the word "bite" in his words very lightly...

So Lian Jue followed Chen Tingwei's words and bit the small piece of skin protruding from his neck. The person in his arms suddenly tightened his waist and back, let out a long moan from his mouth, and then his body trembled slightly.

Lian Jue paused, and his hand was touched inward along Chen Tingwei's hips, and he felt a wet sticky... Lian Jue really didn't expect that Chen Tingwei had already made it on the phone, and now he was ejaculating so quickly...

He rubbed Shen Ting before, and said helplessly and amusedly: "What kind of messy sexual fetish are you?"
Chapter completed!