Chapter 18

Aman went to help Aguda

I sat on the small bed myself and felt a little cold. Fortunately, the suspender nightgown that I had just worn upstairs was taken off by Aman and I kept it on the small bed. I picked it up and put it on my body from top to bottom, protecting my stomach and back first, and was about to pass the ring to hang the suspender on my shoulders.

Aguda ran over in one step, pulled me off the suspender in two moves

Why are you still wearing this? He wanted to take off that nightgown and I was cold, so I pressed my stomach and refused to let him take it off

He saw that I shook my head helplessly, and didn't say anything else. He hugged my legs with one hand and the other, like a mountain king who was down the mountain gun, lay down on his back horizontally, and the shoulder pole was kept upright under his control. Look at the color, look at the sturdy, the real jade pillar that holds the sky to fight against the sky

It's like a rocket that has been recharged and is waiting for launch

Because I have already put on the cover, the edge of the end hat groove is no longer so clear

The only surprise is that the small space set up to store semen was inexplicably filled with gas, and it was as vigorous as a manned cabin at the top of a rocket.

Big shoulder pole, mine, the big shoulder pole that just dug up my spring, the big shoulder pole that was just still in my mouth, I want to destroy it again, I want to boil loach fish for warm water that I came to it again

I stepped on it, held it with my hands to keep it upright, slowly put it in a little bit first, moved my waist, turned it first, and then Xuanxuan, and felt that I could sit down, and then I didn't care about it.

I exclaimed with a wow scream. I was tyrannically fucked by the shoulder pole just now, and I was unexpectedly rising up helplessly. It would take some courage to say that I want to swallow this and the shoulder pole.

I tried it myself a few times and finally didn't have the courage to give up

The shoulder pole is too long, and once you sit to the end, your heart and lungs will be forced to move

The shoulder pole is too thick. After sitting completely, there is no space in the chamber. It turns out that the concave and convex polyps that can be used to clamp will lose their tension and space for expansion due to extreme white expansion.

I had no choice but to give up my own happiness, and I had to follow the human nature and entrust my body to a man.

I lay on Aman's chest, pressed my face against his face, and whispered softly in his ear: Dear, fuck me!

Aman started to move, put his hands on my butt, using the bed as the basis, shoulder as the point, and span as the plate. His entire waist was a lever, holding my belly and my legs and moving up and down

Although my butt was thrown up and fell down, the shoulder pole never got out of my clamp

I was like I was on the trampoline. When I was bounced up, the scenery flashed by. When I fell, I encouraged Aman who was trying to lift it up: Dear, fuck me!

I was like riding a roller coaster, and the shock of the shoulder pole arched the bottom of the shoulder pole sent me into the darkness. When it slid down the slope and fell to the bottom of the valley, I could look at him and understand him: Dear, love you!

Finally, I rode on the rocket and soared into the sky. I could see the earth from a bird's eye view, but unexpectedly lost my lover.

Man! Dear Aman!

Due to the sudden orgasm, I subconsciously used force on both knees and arched my butt and actually got off the shoulder pole under my clamp. A long-standing soaring experiment lost its power because it accidentally left the shoulder pole and the rocket fell in mid-air.

I've returned to the world again

The experiment changed the method again. Aman's shoulder pole changed from the original force of rising sky to the level of the jade pillar to the level of the purple gold beam of the sea.

I first knelt down and then lay down. I changed the routine of men and women and went into the hole, and used a more independent way to shake my buttocks and find sticks. I put the purple gold beam in my belly in one hand. I spun it a few times and felt that it was a bit reliable.

Then I turned around: Dear! You move!

Aman started to move, he thrust and fucked, and he worked step by step. He rushed and steadily, always maintaining the intimate contact between the shoulder pole and the cave.

He thrust and in, my left knee step by step, he thrust and hit, my right knee step by step, my right knee step by step, thrust and in, and I was rushed and hit by him step by step, and finally I was pushed to the head of the bed without any way to enter.

He is getting faster and faster, and he is getting stronger and stronger as he hits harder

The bed curtain was shaking, and the sound of the house was shocked

I grabbed my bed and bite the pillow

Entered a confused state

While he grabbed my butt and kept rushing, he was still blaming me for making a fortune in silence, without giving any praise to his efforts

actually

It's not that I didn't mean to speak out, I'm really in a state of extreme obsession

The last round of impact came, and with one thrust, I flew up and was thrown to Penglai, and saw the fairyland

I also saw that everyone was showing their spirits, all of which came from waves in different waves. Today's first wave was chiseled a hole in the back of my mind, and it was cool, and it was like a sweet spring mixed with illusion. It was full of enlightenment. It didn't make people look fascinated.

I bit my pillow tightly to welcome the upcoming follow-up waves. The joy of each orgasm. Although the time is short, the impact of orgasm is the ultimate in the world. In just a few seconds, a woman can still decide to be a woman in the next life.

What I expected didn't come, and the shoulder pole was ruthlessly pulled away by his director, because I did not commend it in time.

He lay down flat on his back on his back in the middle of the bed, and he also spread his legs apart for him. He inserted the shoulder pole into a little bit with no separation as the principle of not leaving.

Bent down, hold the bed with both hands, and face to face half a meter away from me. Because I am still obsessed with lust, the short half a meter distance is far away for me.

He looked at me for a while, lowered his head and said to me: Is your pussy itchy?

I looked at him and nodded

He stopped asking, and directly punished me. He swung his shoulder pole and beat him to a fat beat

This fat beat was shocking and shocking. This man not only had the skills of his fingers, but also had a shoulder pole. It was a big blow after being airtight and was treated with a huge punishment. Then he was willing to talk to me: Are you slutty?

I was just now lifted up my legs and slammed my shoulders. My internal organs were all out of my position. There was no such precepts that I could not talk about, so I confess to be lenient.

Slutty! Poor Xixi responded to him

Want to be fucked?

Think! Hurry up! I think he is spending time

OK, then let's start fucking

He lies on his body and he only cares about his position but not the flat pole

Hold my cock myself, yes, put my cock into your pussy

This kind of thing is fine, or you are extremely lewd, it is all activities within a small group. A woman is already naked and appears in front of a man. There is really no need to be a chaste woman.

I took the shoulder pole and right the position

You move! I'm really itchy and tight, and I don't want to waste time on a few verbal disputes.

He started to torture again

There is verbal communication during the execution, and the answers are nothing more than the torture of some words that make women sell their self-esteem, and the sharpness of the inquiry. The direction of the inquiry is extremely tricky.

What you betray is not only the woman's self-esteem, but also the husband and all other men who have ever been with him.

In front of him, I must admit that the little soldier who gave me half of my life happiness was just a wounded soldier. It would be better to let him fuck him.

Xu Ning's hook and sickle spear is just a silver-shaped spear tip, far less effective than his shoulder pole. Only his shoulder pole can make women feel more comfortable

Zhou Tong's 38th gun? It's even less worth mentioning. It's simply a broken family. I would rather be a wife for him. Even if I marry Zhou Tong as my wife, I wouldn't be a wife.

Fortunately, since Aguda was present, he was not asked about his feelings when he was pounded by the mace.

Finally, it left a face for Aguda. If Aguda was not there, there would probably be no bumps or bumps on the mace.

The torture was still continuing to put his ankles on his shoulders

He decided to raise the height of my legs based on my attitude when answering the inquiry

He was operating the shoulder pole with a crackling sound, and I said in a lingering manner that I had been sleeping beside him these few nights

He hit me with a slap and his upright thigh, and I begged him to take me home with him and serve him together in the future with Azhen.

I kissed his nipples and licked his naked shoulders. Finally, I was very self-abuse and willing to stick out my tongue, screaming: Husband, fuck me! Husband, kiss me!

His eyes were almost bleeding. His strong and fleshy thighs drove the shoulder pole on a straight motion track. The frequency of reciprocating and thrusting reached the extreme of mechanical movement

The sound of the house shakes again

The last few times I pulled the pin, I took my nerves into my belief that I would go with him, and I finally grabbed his arms and shouted, losing time and space

A hot stream hitting my breasts awakened me, and then his shoulder pole was like a large spout filled with pepper water. It was stuffed into my mouth as soon as I opened my mouth and exclaimed. It is said that in any criminal law, the filling of pepper water has always been tortured with the tiger bench.

Just when I was unprepared, two angrily gushing torrents were forced into my throat, and the broken spout filled with pepper water was pulled out of my mouth and put it on my cheek.

A strong torrent was spraying between the lips

The original Qingyi, who was well-known for advancing and retreating, turned into a sword and horse flower girl in a blink of an eye.