Feeling Murong Qingshuang's body trembling, Yuzu pulled back with a little force, Chen Ping stretched out his tongue to press the stitches on the tip of her socks and hooked them, and licked the back of her toes. The iron pestle trembled unconsciously, and it hurts hard.
I touched the tip of the socks on the other leg. The transparent silky texture was very comfortable. Then I slid all the way from my ankle to the base of Murong Qingshuang's thighs, pulled open my nightgown, sat down on Murong Qingshuang's legs, pinched the petals of one side of her arm and gathered them into the palm of my hand, held his own iron pestle with the other hand, pressed her silk arm with the lower abdomen, adjusted her posture, and pressed the huge front end against the mouth of her flower hole. The hard iron pestle thrust with the secreted love fluid!
The front end of the iron pestle opened her outer lip effortlessly, spreading her hole, filling her flower hole passage, and inserting the whole piece back into her flower hole. The hot hole flesh instantly surged up and wrapped his iron pestle.
Well Ah...Ah...At the moment Chen Ping was inserted again, Murong Qingshuang let out a long whisper, and the light voice was covered with a trembling tone
Chen Ping lay on Murong Qingshuang's beautiful back, with his hands around her body, and his legs squeezed between her legs. His lower abdomen pressed against her silk arms and thrust with his own iron pestle. The two of them overlapped together and shook them again. Murong Qingshuang's snow-white arm wrapped in stockings, forming waves with the action of Chen Ping's thrusting. The hot flower hole tightened again, clamping the giant object of Chen Ping. The moans in his mouth were loud and weak, both gentle and rapid shouting, which felt like they were forbidden to be attacked by a storm and could not be exerted.
Feeling the tightness from the lower body, Chen Ping felt that the inner folds of Murong Qingshuang's flower hole under him were shaving his penis tightly, constantly wrapping and wrapping up, extremely fast and beautiful
With both hands, they climbed Murong Qingshuang's soft shoulders, and used the force to pull her body and collided with her lower abdomen that she took the initiative to lean on, making up for their own sense of emptiness.
After thrusting for a long time, Chen Ping was panting like a cow. He bent down and pressed up, kissed Murong Qingshuang's side face, and licked her delicate face.
Murong Qingshuang turned her head, gave her fragrant tongue, and kissed Shen Ping's fierce tongue. The two's tongues were like burning flames, constantly lingering and sucking each other's saliva.
Kissing for a long time, the two of them didn't separate until they were panting. The separated lips were filled with saliva, making Murong Qingshuang's fiery cherry lips more bright, and her whole face was also very delicate.
Then Chen Ping pulled out his lower body, retreated to the side, lay side by side with Murong Qingshuang, hooked her left hand over her leg, lifted her black silk left leg, exposing her wet valley, and the pink hole inside made the scene more lustful. Her lower body passed through her hard lower body and poked it up, but she passed by each time. Every time she rubbed, Murong Qingshuang's delicate body trembled and let out a low moan.
Murong Qingshuang, come over and help him, but he can't get in.
Chen Ping felt a little uncomfortable being hung up, and was a little anxious. He gasped. His right hand had passed under Murong Qingshuang's body that had already touched her beautiful breasts. His left hand also pulled up her left leg. There was no room for him to insert his iron pestle smoothly, so he had to say as orderly to Murong Qingshuang.
Although Murong Qingshuang was ashamed of this position, she gasped and reached out to her hand, holding the thick iron pestle stretched between her legs, and the hot heat was extremely surging in the palm of her hand, and then carefully grasped it and guided it to the mouth of her flower hole.
As the front end of the Shenping iron pestle pressed against the soft flesh at the entrance of his hole, Murong Qingshuang felt an electric current flowing through her body, and her lower body couldn't help but become more wet. Her two honey lips opened consciously as if she was actively asking for pleasure, to swallow the heat that was about to come in, and couldn't help but whisper...
A word
Then he pushed forward with a slight thorn from behind, and his front end turned on his outer lip and squeezed into her body with a slight stab.
Her buttocks were also pressed backwards, and the hot iron pestle entered her body inch by inch, and soon disappeared, penetrated deep into angles and depths that had never been entered, awakening the desire of the body.
Murong Qingshuang frowned, let out a deep breath, closed her eyes and shouted. The strong stimulation made her unable to control her lower body, tightening her lower body, holding a flat iron pestle
The raised left leg was stiff and straight, and her toes curled up and stretched out, catching the stitches in front of the black stockings and stockings. Her body trembled constantly with the thrusting from behind. The uncontrollable tone was like an opera in progress, telling the process of an endless story, from the beginning to the climax
Between the cracks in the crotch of the black stockings, a thick dark red iron was being clamped by two wet outer lip doubles, and was still being sent in. Some of the lip flesh was squeezed into the shape of the vagina, and the vagina was sunk into a W-shaped shape until the rod disappeared completely, leaving only two testicles hanging outside, and Murong Qingshuang was mixed with the chaotic gasps and hysterical moans.
The next morning, Chen Ping was still dreaming, and suddenly a severe pain came from his waist. This pain spread throughout his body in an instant, which was very pleasant.
Chen Ping opened his eyes in a flash. This pain was so familiar. Only Murong Qingshuang's Nine Yin White Bone Claws could produce this effect.
Sure enough, when Chen Ping looked to her side, the culprit Murong Qingshuang was staring at him fiercely, staring Chen Ping for some reason. She was fine last night, why did they go crazy together?
Did the dream say something that made the other party angry?
But Chen Ping doesn't remember having sex with him
What's wrong? Chen Ping looked at Murong Qingshuang with concern and asked
What did you say?
Murong Qingshuang asked back, not giving Chen Ping a good face
Murong Qingshuang's anger was not pretending. Chen Ping thought about it carefully, but still didn't recall anything, so he shook his head at Murong Qingshuang and said, "I don't know!"
I will give you another chance, be honest and lenient, and resist strictness. If I were asked to say it out, it would not be the same!
Murong Qingshuang squinted her eyes and looked at Chen Ping, and it seemed that she had regarded Chen Ping as her enemy. Chen Ping didn't know when she had committed such a great crime.
Chen Ping was still confused. He was just woken up by Murong Qingshuang. His mind was already very confused. Now that he heard her words again, Chen Ping's mind was even more confused. It was like a ball of butterfly, blocking Chen Ping's brain.
When she thought of how she was so comfortable that she served the other party last night, but this morning Murong Qingshuang turned her back and refused to admit it, Chen Ping's heart was full of dissatisfaction. Isn't this killing the donkey?
What was going on? Chen Ping couldn't help asking, even if he died, he would have to give him a sufficient reason, right?
Seeing Chen Ping resisting tenaciously, Murong Qingshuang reached out to Shen Ping's waist and pinched her again. Chen Ping's waist suddenly changed to the same color as eggplant.
Just as Shen Ping was about to put down the unreasonable Murong Qingshuang, Murong Qingshuang suddenly stopped and took a few ropes from the edge of the bed to see Chen Ping.
Chen Ping looked carefully and found that the rope was black and some places were still wearing lace... Isn't this the thong he sneaked over yesterday? Why did he use this early in the morning? Do you still have to...
Chen Ping’s Qiyun Dantian has a reaction below, and it feels very good. There should be no problem in dealing with Murong Qingshuang, let alone Chen Ping has his fingers!
Whose thing belongs to? Murong Qingshuang looked at Chen Ping and asked
Whose? Who wore it last night? Whose is it? Are you talking nonsense?
Chen Ping said after hearing this, in order to worry about being out of sight, Chen Ping deliberately approached and looked at it. It was indeed the one from yesterday.
Are you still quibbling? This is not mine, I don't...not... this style
Murong Qingshuang's pretty face turned red, she stared at her two big eyes, and sparks appeared in her eyes. Tell me, who is this? I will tell you honestly, today I will not finish it!
This is what I brought from your room, right in the drawer under the dressing table. Isn't it yours? Your underwear is all placed there, do you think I don't know?
Chen Ping looked at Murong Qingshuang with a proud look and said, Chen Ping couldn't understand how many sexy underwear Murong Qingshuang had.
I touched the tip of the socks on the other leg. The transparent silky texture was very comfortable. Then I slid all the way from my ankle to the base of Murong Qingshuang's thighs, pulled open my nightgown, sat down on Murong Qingshuang's legs, pinched the petals of one side of her arm and gathered them into the palm of my hand, held his own iron pestle with the other hand, pressed her silk arm with the lower abdomen, adjusted her posture, and pressed the huge front end against the mouth of her flower hole. The hard iron pestle thrust with the secreted love fluid!
The front end of the iron pestle opened her outer lip effortlessly, spreading her hole, filling her flower hole passage, and inserting the whole piece back into her flower hole. The hot hole flesh instantly surged up and wrapped his iron pestle.
Well Ah...Ah...At the moment Chen Ping was inserted again, Murong Qingshuang let out a long whisper, and the light voice was covered with a trembling tone
Chen Ping lay on Murong Qingshuang's beautiful back, with his hands around her body, and his legs squeezed between her legs. His lower abdomen pressed against her silk arms and thrust with his own iron pestle. The two of them overlapped together and shook them again. Murong Qingshuang's snow-white arm wrapped in stockings, forming waves with the action of Chen Ping's thrusting. The hot flower hole tightened again, clamping the giant object of Chen Ping. The moans in his mouth were loud and weak, both gentle and rapid shouting, which felt like they were forbidden to be attacked by a storm and could not be exerted.
Feeling the tightness from the lower body, Chen Ping felt that the inner folds of Murong Qingshuang's flower hole under him were shaving his penis tightly, constantly wrapping and wrapping up, extremely fast and beautiful
With both hands, they climbed Murong Qingshuang's soft shoulders, and used the force to pull her body and collided with her lower abdomen that she took the initiative to lean on, making up for their own sense of emptiness.
After thrusting for a long time, Chen Ping was panting like a cow. He bent down and pressed up, kissed Murong Qingshuang's side face, and licked her delicate face.
Murong Qingshuang turned her head, gave her fragrant tongue, and kissed Shen Ping's fierce tongue. The two's tongues were like burning flames, constantly lingering and sucking each other's saliva.
Kissing for a long time, the two of them didn't separate until they were panting. The separated lips were filled with saliva, making Murong Qingshuang's fiery cherry lips more bright, and her whole face was also very delicate.
Then Chen Ping pulled out his lower body, retreated to the side, lay side by side with Murong Qingshuang, hooked her left hand over her leg, lifted her black silk left leg, exposing her wet valley, and the pink hole inside made the scene more lustful. Her lower body passed through her hard lower body and poked it up, but she passed by each time. Every time she rubbed, Murong Qingshuang's delicate body trembled and let out a low moan.
Murong Qingshuang, come over and help him, but he can't get in.
Chen Ping felt a little uncomfortable being hung up, and was a little anxious. He gasped. His right hand had passed under Murong Qingshuang's body that had already touched her beautiful breasts. His left hand also pulled up her left leg. There was no room for him to insert his iron pestle smoothly, so he had to say as orderly to Murong Qingshuang.
Although Murong Qingshuang was ashamed of this position, she gasped and reached out to her hand, holding the thick iron pestle stretched between her legs, and the hot heat was extremely surging in the palm of her hand, and then carefully grasped it and guided it to the mouth of her flower hole.
As the front end of the Shenping iron pestle pressed against the soft flesh at the entrance of his hole, Murong Qingshuang felt an electric current flowing through her body, and her lower body couldn't help but become more wet. Her two honey lips opened consciously as if she was actively asking for pleasure, to swallow the heat that was about to come in, and couldn't help but whisper...
A word
Then he pushed forward with a slight thorn from behind, and his front end turned on his outer lip and squeezed into her body with a slight stab.
Her buttocks were also pressed backwards, and the hot iron pestle entered her body inch by inch, and soon disappeared, penetrated deep into angles and depths that had never been entered, awakening the desire of the body.
Murong Qingshuang frowned, let out a deep breath, closed her eyes and shouted. The strong stimulation made her unable to control her lower body, tightening her lower body, holding a flat iron pestle
The raised left leg was stiff and straight, and her toes curled up and stretched out, catching the stitches in front of the black stockings and stockings. Her body trembled constantly with the thrusting from behind. The uncontrollable tone was like an opera in progress, telling the process of an endless story, from the beginning to the climax
Between the cracks in the crotch of the black stockings, a thick dark red iron was being clamped by two wet outer lip doubles, and was still being sent in. Some of the lip flesh was squeezed into the shape of the vagina, and the vagina was sunk into a W-shaped shape until the rod disappeared completely, leaving only two testicles hanging outside, and Murong Qingshuang was mixed with the chaotic gasps and hysterical moans.
The next morning, Chen Ping was still dreaming, and suddenly a severe pain came from his waist. This pain spread throughout his body in an instant, which was very pleasant.
Chen Ping opened his eyes in a flash. This pain was so familiar. Only Murong Qingshuang's Nine Yin White Bone Claws could produce this effect.
Sure enough, when Chen Ping looked to her side, the culprit Murong Qingshuang was staring at him fiercely, staring Chen Ping for some reason. She was fine last night, why did they go crazy together?
Did the dream say something that made the other party angry?
But Chen Ping doesn't remember having sex with him
What's wrong? Chen Ping looked at Murong Qingshuang with concern and asked
What did you say?
Murong Qingshuang asked back, not giving Chen Ping a good face
Murong Qingshuang's anger was not pretending. Chen Ping thought about it carefully, but still didn't recall anything, so he shook his head at Murong Qingshuang and said, "I don't know!"
I will give you another chance, be honest and lenient, and resist strictness. If I were asked to say it out, it would not be the same!
Murong Qingshuang squinted her eyes and looked at Chen Ping, and it seemed that she had regarded Chen Ping as her enemy. Chen Ping didn't know when she had committed such a great crime.
Chen Ping was still confused. He was just woken up by Murong Qingshuang. His mind was already very confused. Now that he heard her words again, Chen Ping's mind was even more confused. It was like a ball of butterfly, blocking Chen Ping's brain.
When she thought of how she was so comfortable that she served the other party last night, but this morning Murong Qingshuang turned her back and refused to admit it, Chen Ping's heart was full of dissatisfaction. Isn't this killing the donkey?
What was going on? Chen Ping couldn't help asking, even if he died, he would have to give him a sufficient reason, right?
Seeing Chen Ping resisting tenaciously, Murong Qingshuang reached out to Shen Ping's waist and pinched her again. Chen Ping's waist suddenly changed to the same color as eggplant.
Just as Shen Ping was about to put down the unreasonable Murong Qingshuang, Murong Qingshuang suddenly stopped and took a few ropes from the edge of the bed to see Chen Ping.
Chen Ping looked carefully and found that the rope was black and some places were still wearing lace... Isn't this the thong he sneaked over yesterday? Why did he use this early in the morning? Do you still have to...
Chen Ping’s Qiyun Dantian has a reaction below, and it feels very good. There should be no problem in dealing with Murong Qingshuang, let alone Chen Ping has his fingers!
Whose thing belongs to? Murong Qingshuang looked at Chen Ping and asked
Whose? Who wore it last night? Whose is it? Are you talking nonsense?
Chen Ping said after hearing this, in order to worry about being out of sight, Chen Ping deliberately approached and looked at it. It was indeed the one from yesterday.
Are you still quibbling? This is not mine, I don't...not... this style
Murong Qingshuang's pretty face turned red, she stared at her two big eyes, and sparks appeared in her eyes. Tell me, who is this? I will tell you honestly, today I will not finish it!
This is what I brought from your room, right in the drawer under the dressing table. Isn't it yours? Your underwear is all placed there, do you think I don't know?
Chen Ping looked at Murong Qingshuang with a proud look and said, Chen Ping couldn't understand how many sexy underwear Murong Qingshuang had.
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