Feng Yingying nodded, hugged her sword tightly, trembling in her delicate body, and cried: Wuwu, Wuwu, umwuwu
The sword was full of excitement, smelling the seductive body fragrance of the goddess in her dream, hugging her delicate body tightly, and clearly feeling the comfort of her full holy peak pressing on her body...
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On the other side, Long Ming and Shangguan Yun, who were covered in quilts, did not see that scene, otherwise I would not know if I could continue to do it.
The quilt raised is undulating, and the sound of slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and sla
Um, UmAs Long Ming's hand was accidentally swung, the quilt was suddenly flew away, and the two were immediately exposed. Shangguan Yun, who was holding Long Ming tightly, kissing passionately, didn't care about it at this time. She hugged Long Ming tightly, her slender and sexy legs raised and suspended, her face flushed, her eyes were watery and half-squinted, her eyes were blurred and admirable, her red lips were crazy and passionate kissed Long Ming, her tongue was crazy and wrapped around her tongue, and she greedily fought for mixed saliva swallowed, feeling the secret place was violently thrusting, itchy, pain, and fillingReally, swelling, all kinds of pleasure and pain in emptiness, of course, pleasure accounts for the majority, she was intoxicated with happiness, Long Ming rubbed his hands full and upright, elastic, and soft holy peak. While kissing Shangguan Yun fiercely, he thrust violently. He clearly felt that Shangguan Yun's secret place was another famous tool. Her secret place was like a mouth, and when it tightly wrapped around the penis, it also had sucking power, which made him extremely comfortable. The pleasure was continuous, much more comfortable than Feng Yingying's thrusting.
Well, after Long Ming thrust violently for a hundred times, his penis thrust hard, and his penis was pressed against the heart of the secret place. This time, Shangguan Yun trembled, then his face flushed, his delicate hands tightly hugged Long Ming, his legs couldn't help but crossed around his waist, and his delicate body immediately spasmed, his mind was blank, his eyes were blurred and his mind was blurred and he was at a loss. The two reached orgasm at the same time, and Shangguan Yun had already had the second orgasm.
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On the other side, Zi Xinyao, who was unconscious, had a bright red face and was lying on the bed. Her purple clothes were separated on both sides. Her strapless breasts were pulled to her collarbone. Her purple long skirt was pulled to her lower abdomen. Her crystal delicate hands were unable to place on both sides of her body. Her legs were placed beside Chen Zhenfei's shoulders. She swayed up and down with the violent thrusting. Her delicate body moved instinctively with the violent thrusting. Her eyes were closed, and there was a blood mark on her temples. Her tightly closed red lips slowly opened instinctively as she thrusts, and from time to time, um, a muffled groan
Chen Zhenfei's face was flushed, his eyes were burning, and he was intoxicated. He knelt between the legs of the dream goddess Zi Xinyao. His penis was thrusting violently and wet, and his vagina was flowing with the secret of the vaginal fluid. As the thrusting was thrusting, the liquid mixed with white semen and vaginal fluid was brought out. At that time, he couldn't help but be excited when he started to thrust for about ten times, and he could not control the climax and ejaculation. There was no way, Zi Xinyao was so beautiful, and secondly, he was the goddess he had dreamed of, so how could he bear it?
At this time, Chen Zhenfei pressed one hand on the plump Holy Peak and rubbed it on the bed with the other hand. He lowered his head and sucked his firm and tender nipples with his heart and tender nipples in his heart, swallowing greedily. The impact of the slap, , slap, , slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap
Well, um I was unconscious, my eyes were closed, my face was bright red, my lips were half open, my delicate, beautiful, charming Zi Xinyao, I had no idea that she was being insulted, and she made a muffled groan unconsciously, encouraged and stimulated Chen Zhenfei
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On the other side, Feng Yingying cried for a moment, and it was much better. Then she pushed the sword away and sat on the ground, holding his waist with delicate hands around his shoulders, pillowing her tears, crying. At the same time, she was thinking about her beloved Long Ming. The more she thought about it, the more empty and lonely her heart was. In addition, she had never been so scared since she was a child. Tonight she had been afraid many times, and she was very scared and uneasy...
Jian Zhong held the holy and elegant Feng Yingying shoulders in the dream goddess with one hand, feeling her delicate body trembling slightly, feeling her uneasy, heartache and excitement inside, lowered his head and said gently: Junior Sister Feng, don't be afraid, I will protect you
Feng Yingying nodded, yes, a response
Jianzhong felt it was time, so he said gently: Junior Sister Feng, can you look up at me? I have something to say to you.
Feng Yingying raised her head directly, shed tears, and choked: What's the matter?
The eyes in the sword are wide, looking at the goddess in the dream, with red eyes swollen eyes, tears on her face, sexy red lips, high nose, rosy face, scary and uneasy eyes, Feng Yingying at this moment, stunning, stunning, stunning, holy, elegant, and helpless, weak, pitiful, at this moment, the soul of the sword trembled, heartache inside, and extremely hot, he couldn't speak at all, bowed his head to the sexy red lips and kissed it
Um, um, no, um Feng Yingying was stunned at first, then she was filled with tears, her eyes were filled with panic, and she quickly turned her head and struggled, but she did not let go, and still hugged the middle waist of the sword, because only in this way could she feel at ease and feel more at ease
Junior Sister Feng, I have always admired you very much. I really love you very much. For you, I can even die. Please give me a chance. Seeing Feng Yingying turning her head and struggling in the sword, I couldn't help but express my feelings affectionately. After saying that, I kissed her red lips again...
Um, no, Um, I have Brother Ming, Um, I can't accept you, Um, Feng Yingying felt her lips being kissed, her eyes turned around and struggled in a panic, and refused, but she still didn't let go
I know you have Long Ming, but that's it. At this moment, when you are most afraid, it's me by your side, your brother Ming, where is it? I know that Zixin Yao Long Ming of the Holy Demon Sect has an ulterior motive relationship. Now they may be in the hidden magic circle, and they are in love with each other. Wen Ran in the sword, no longer asks to kiss Feng Yingying, looking at her with unwilling face, growling in a low voice, looking at her with a cold face, and roaring in a low voice.
Wuwu, please don't say it again, Wuwu Feng Yingying, remembering that the three of them were together, and hearing what the sword said, it was really possible that, remembering that Long Ming, who originally belonged to her, was possessed by other women, although she had served Long Ming with Zi Xinyao many times, but in fact she was very reluctant and sad, because if it weren't for Zi Xinyao, she was insulted by the man in black, and wouldn't have no choice but to accept her, and give her half of Long Ming. Although Zi Xinyao sacrificed her life to save Long Ming, she still couldn't accept it. She just pretended to be fine, but she was actually sad and heartbroken. At this time, she heard what the sword said, she fantasized that Long Ming and Zi Xinyao were lingering in the magic circle, but she was alone. It was desolate to think about it, and she couldn't help crying sadly
Junior Sister Feng, don’t be sad, I’m really heartbroken when you do this. With me here, I will definitely protect you. Junior Sister Feng, I really admire you. Please give me a chance, okay? I saw Feng Yingying crying sadly in the sword, and felt heartbroken. So after confessing her affectionately, she lowered her head and kissed her sexy red lips again
Woo, um, um, Feng Yingying's eyes were red and swollen, with sad eyes, helpless, she did not struggle this time, and let the sword ask for a kiss. At this time, she was empty, sad, desolate, and the nature of a woman was manifested. Even though she was born smart, she still could not get rid of the nature of a woman. She now needs people who love themselves, comfort herself, and use love to fill the emptiness and loneliness in her heart, sad, desolate, helpless
In the sword, I felt that Feng Yingying was not struggling, and she was excited and asked for a kiss more enthusiastically. At the same time, I couldn't help but say: Ah, Junior Sister Feng's lips are so soft and fragrant, and her saliva is so sweet
Ask for a few kisses
Feng Yingying felt the passionate love in the sword, hugged his delicate hand tightly, let go, then raised it, surrounded his neck, shed tears, mèi's tears were filled with sadness, uneasy, helplessness, and red lips responded enthusiastically to his kiss...
This time, he was ecstatic and excited. His big hand hugged Feng Yingying's delicate body tightly and asked for a kiss crazily
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On the other hand, Long Ming started a new round of lingering because Shangguan Yun started another round of lingering. Shangguan Yunjiao stroked his chest and buried his head sucking his nipples. He raised his head, his eyes were watery, his eyes were blurred and intoxicated, his hands were red, his cherry lips were swollen, his breath was like orchids, feeling the secret place was thrust, his breasts were rubbed, and his nipples were sucked, and he heard a numb, itchy, fulfilling, and wonderful ecstasy pleasure, and he let out a soft and pleasant moan and said: Oh, oh, oh, so comfortable, oh, Ming, I love you, oh,
Papa, Papapa Long Ming did not answer, sucked the fragrant and tender cherries as he wanted, and rubbed the full holy peak at the same time, and thrusted it faster and faster
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On the other side, she was unconscious, her eyes were closed, and her beautiful and delicate Zi Xinyao was lying flat on the bed, her delicate hands were unable to place her body, her legs were placed next to Chen Zhenfei's shoulders, her face was flushed, her head was raised unconsciously, her red lips were half open, and she exhaled like orchid unconsciously: Well, um, um, a muffled groan, Chen Zhenfei was full of excitement, and her hands supported her on the bed on both sides of Zi Xinyao's waist, kneeling on the bed, watching Zi Xinyao's instinct move back and forth, the plump Holy Peak was instinctively temptingly, and the front and back curves of the plump Holy Peak were constantly moving in and out of the secret place, and she brought out drops of white semen and vaginal fluid, and said excitedly: Senior sister, no, Xinyao, my woman, you feel so comfortable below, I can't do it again, Ah Xinyao, I'm coming,After saying that, his lower body tightened his body toward the secret place.
At the same time, Zi Xinyao, who was unconscious, had a convulsion instinctively spasm. Then Chen Zhenfei was very excited. He felt the secret place that wrapped the penis. He suddenly clamped the penis tightly and contracted violently. Then, a warm liquid ejaculated from the depths of the secret place and ejaculated on the penis. At this moment, he knew that his dream of Zi Xinyao, who had been thinking about day and night, was fucked to orgasm by him.
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On the other side, Feng Yingying Mèi was full of tears, her eyes were sad and uneasy, and her delicate hands were wrapped around the back of the sword, responding enthusiastically to his question
The lips and the red lips were rubbing enthusiastically, the tongue and the delicate tongue were intertwined, the saliva was mixed, and the swallowed by the struggle, the eyes were hot in the sword, and the heart was excited. He felt that the kiss had been for a moment, and it was time to continue, so he let go of his hands, holding Feng Yingying's delicate body, and touched it back along the back. The next second, his hands were pressed on the full holy peak through the white clothes, and rubbed gently.
The next second, Feng Yingying felt it, but she did not stop it, but kissed it more enthusiastically. She rubbed the sword a few times, grabbed the white belt with her big hand. At this moment, the delicate hand surrounding the back of her neck suddenly released, directly catching the hand in the sword. Although the delicate hand was stopped, she did not exert force. He knew that Feng Yingying was struggling inside, and he ignored it. He pulled it gently, and Feng Yingying's tight clothes were loose, and then she threw away the belt.
After feeling it, Feng Yingying grabbed his big hand and raised it around his neck again. The two kissed each other crazy.
The sword quickly took out a large white cloth and used spiritual power to control the white cloth to spread it on the ground. Then, while the sword kissed Feng Yingying crazy, he held Feng Yingying's delicate body and fell down on the white cloth.
When Feng Yingying was lying on the white cloth, Jian Zhong surrounded her neck with one hand, kissed her wildly, and reached her on Feng Yingying's delicate body, splitting her loose clothes on both sides. After they were separated, the big hand touched her from her flat belly. For the first time, Jian Zhong couldn't help but exclaimed: So slippery
The sword did not stop and went up. When he stroked the plump holy peak wrapped in a tube top, he looked at it without looking. His big hand grabbed the tube top and pulled it up. The tube top was immediately pulled to the collarbone position. Then the big hand returned again, pressed the plump and soft holy peak on the right and rubbed it gently, and was amazed in his heart: Ah, I finally touched Junior Sister Feng's breasts, I really touched it, it was so big, so soft
Um, um Feng Yingying Mèi's tears are red and swollen, tears are flowing, and her eyes are sad, uneasy, helpless, looking at the hazy sword, feeling her breasts being gently rubbed, there is a voice in her mind reminding her, enough, the person you love deeply is Long Ming, you don't love the sword, it is wrong to do this, don't continue, but the nature of a woman is uneasy and afraid at this moment
She is empty and lonely, helpless, needs comfort, and uses love and joy to comfort her, filling everything in her heart. She still cannot resist her nature and does not resist. She feels the numbness that comes from her, and can't help but kiss her wildly while making a moan.
This sound seemed to encourage the sword to continue. He was extremely excited inside Wen Ran. Without hesitation, he rubbed Shengfeng's big hand down, crossed his flat belly, and touched the trousers of the skirt. He first stroked the secret part of her thigh through the skirt a few times, and then his big hand invaded the skirt a little. When he felt the underwear, his fingers penetrated into the underwear without stopping.
The next second, Feng Yingying, who was kissing frantically, felt the secret place covered and touched, sad, helpless, and a hint of panic appeared in her uneasy eyes. Her delicate hand quickly loosened the surrounding back neck and reached under her to catch the broken arm, but her big hand was still touching, and she felt itchy and it was strange. She continued to kiss frantically, and couldn't help but moan again: Um, Um, Um
At this time, two voices appeared in Feng Yingying's mind, and one voice anxiously said: Enough, this time it's really enough, stop quickly, don't continue to make mistakes, are you right Brother Ming like this?
Another voice defended: Just like that, don't continue. Anyway, I've done it here. As long as I don't continue, I won't be sorry to Brother Ming. Besides, Brother Ming may be happy with Sister Zi Xinyao now. Does Brother Ming still remember me? Will he still love me like before? I'm really scared now. I really need someone to comfort me. As long as I don't take the last step, that's right, it's not a bad thing for Brother Ming.
Just as Feng Yingying was fighting and her heart was struggling, the two of them had difficulty breathing because they were so crazy and passionate about kissing each other. They had a tacit understanding of each other's lips.
The sword breathed heavily, and looked at it with a bright red face. Mèi's tears were red and swollen eyes, uneasy, helpless, sad, red and swollen cherry lips were red and swollen, half of the breath was like orchid, the goddess in the dream breathing was beautiful and beautiful, the holy and elegant Feng Yingying had a look, and she had no intention of stopping. She immediately lowered her head and kissed her face wildly
Yes, don't do this, yes, stop, ah, no, ah Feng Yingying felt it, looking at Jianzhong kissing her face wildly, feeling the secret place being touched, and moaned to stop it, but the next second, Jianzhong kissed her sensitive neck, and at the same time, he stroked the secret place's hand, and his fingers reached into the secret place and slowly thrust in. At that time, bursts of extreme numbness came, and he immediately became weak and unable to exert force. The most important thing was that the sensitive part of the neck was kissed, otherwise it would not be like this
The goddess in the dream of Wen Ran in the sword made a seductive moan for him. At that time, the hardness of the penis hurt, and he kissed his neck even more wildly, and his fingers thrust into the secret place quickly.
Ah, no, ah, stop, ah, enough, ah, we can't continue, ah, Feng Yingying was weak all over, her delicate hands were unable to catch the broken arm, she raised her head, her face was bright red, mèi was full of tears, red and swollen half-closed, her eyes were sad, restless and helpless, she struggled, her red and swollen lips half-opened, she felt the extreme numbness and pleasure coming from, and she couldn't control the heat flowing out of the secret place
After feeling the secret fluid flowing out of the secret place, he didn't want to wait. He took back his big hand and no longer kissed his neck wildly. He straightened his body and knelt on the side of Feng Yingying's right beautiful legs. When Feng Yingying looked at him with a puzzled look, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He grabbed the white long skirt and pulled it up hard. The long skirt was pulled up to his lower abdomen, revealing his slender and sexy legs, and the secret wrapped in white underwear.
Ah, Feng Yingying instinctively exclaimed, but the sword ignored it. She couldn't wait to kneel on her slightly separated legs. Her big hand grabbed the underwear wrapped in the secret place and pulled it and used her spiritual power at the same time. The next second, the underwear seemed to be made of paper, and it was split at that time.
Ah, don't look, ah, Feng Yingying came to her senses when her underwear was torn, and immediately exclaimed with a delicate hand covering the secret place, saying
Junior Sister Feng, I love you, please give me a chance. I saw Feng Yingying's face was shy and red in the sword. She grabbed her delicate hand covering the secret place with one hand, grabbed her right leg with the other hand, raised her eyes with a hot face, excited and gentle.
Ah, no, we can't, stop, don't do this, as long as you don't take the last step, I'll do whatever you want Feng Yingying was really anxious at this time, and immediately said anxiously
No, ah, no, please stop, ah, um, no, ah, however, the sword was already burning in the fire, and reason was swallowed by desire. He ignored Feng Yingying, grabbed her delicate hand and pressed it on her stomach, grabbed her right leg with one hand and raised it, lowered her head to look at the hard and painful penis, and thrust in towards the secret mouth that had just flowed out. When he felt the penis head thrust into the secret place, he thrust hard.
As Feng Yingying was feeling throughout the whole process, she stopped her and tried to struggle hard. Unfortunately, the sensitive part was kissed wildly, and her whole body became weak and weak. When she wanted to use her spiritual power, it was too late. She only felt her penis thrusting violently, and a numbness came from the secret place, and then it was filled with her penis. However, at this time, with the comparison, she clearly felt that Long Ming's penis was different from that of an ordinary person.
Woo, please pull it out, no, Woo, Feng Yingying felt the secret place instinct to wrap her penis, she regretted it, she shed tears, begged for mercy and cried
Wen Ran in the sword, regained a trace of rationality, his hands were clasped with Feng Yingying's delicate hands, and then he pressed her delicate hands on both sides of her head, bent his body, looked down at Mèi's eyes and swollen tears, his eyes were sad, painful, pitiful and helpless, his face was bright red, his swollen cherry lips half open, stunning, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, Feng Yingying, the goddess in the dream, apologized affectionately: Junior Sister Feng, I'm sorry, I hurt you, you are so beautiful, I can't help it, Junior Sister Feng, now it's like this, I really love you, please give me a chance, okay? He said he started to thrust slowly
Wuwu, Wuwuwu, please don’t continue, Wuwu, Feng Yingying felt the secret penis thrusting, and bursts of pleasure came. She was in pain and regretful inside.
She cried and begged for mercy
Um, um, I didn't continue talking in the sword, lowered my head and kissed her red lips.
Feng Yingying didn't turn her head and struggle, letting him ask for a kiss, shed tears, and let out a delicate moan.
Slap, , Slap, the impact is getting faster and faster
The sword and her fingers pressed against Feng Yingying's head. Feng Yingying didn't struggle or cater to her. She just shed tears, her eyes were painful, and she felt guilty and regretful.
After a while, Feng Yingying, who was tightly clasped with her fingers in the sword, finally couldn't help it. A woman's weak nature affected her heart all the time. When she was united with the sword, the feeling became stronger. She wanted to hug him and ask for it enthusiastically to fill the emptiness, uneasiness, and fear. At first, she was reluctant to suppress her guilt towards Long Ming. As she thrust, she heard a wave of wonderful pleasure. She knew clearly how wonderful Long Ming's thrust was, and the pleasure of not being satisfied. She was under various conditions under desire, fragility in her heart, and the nature of a woman.
She finally couldn't help it. The red and swollen Mèi was full of tears, shedding tears, her eyes sometimes looked at, sometimes misty, sometimes guilty, pain, and regretted the endless guilt towards Long Ming, but her delicate body instinctively held the other person's hand tightly with him, holding his fingers tightly, and holding the red lips that allowed him to kiss, began to respond enthusiastically, and made: um, um, um, um, um...
Feng Yingying's active response stimulated the sword. He was excited and happy, feeling his penis wrapped in a secret place. His lips rubbed his red lips wildly, his tongue intertwined, and his tongue was fighting for the mixed saliva, swallowed greedily, while his penis thrust violently into the secret place he had always dreamed of. He was ecstatic and excitedly said: I am really having fun with Junior Sister Feng, I didn't dream, ah, so comfortable, Junior Sister Feng clamped my penis underneath, and I was really united with her, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, sla
The sword was full of excitement, smelling the seductive body fragrance of the goddess in her dream, hugging her delicate body tightly, and clearly feeling the comfort of her full holy peak pressing on her body...
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On the other side, Long Ming and Shangguan Yun, who were covered in quilts, did not see that scene, otherwise I would not know if I could continue to do it.
The quilt raised is undulating, and the sound of slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and slap and sla
Um, UmAs Long Ming's hand was accidentally swung, the quilt was suddenly flew away, and the two were immediately exposed. Shangguan Yun, who was holding Long Ming tightly, kissing passionately, didn't care about it at this time. She hugged Long Ming tightly, her slender and sexy legs raised and suspended, her face flushed, her eyes were watery and half-squinted, her eyes were blurred and admirable, her red lips were crazy and passionate kissed Long Ming, her tongue was crazy and wrapped around her tongue, and she greedily fought for mixed saliva swallowed, feeling the secret place was violently thrusting, itchy, pain, and fillingReally, swelling, all kinds of pleasure and pain in emptiness, of course, pleasure accounts for the majority, she was intoxicated with happiness, Long Ming rubbed his hands full and upright, elastic, and soft holy peak. While kissing Shangguan Yun fiercely, he thrust violently. He clearly felt that Shangguan Yun's secret place was another famous tool. Her secret place was like a mouth, and when it tightly wrapped around the penis, it also had sucking power, which made him extremely comfortable. The pleasure was continuous, much more comfortable than Feng Yingying's thrusting.
Well, after Long Ming thrust violently for a hundred times, his penis thrust hard, and his penis was pressed against the heart of the secret place. This time, Shangguan Yun trembled, then his face flushed, his delicate hands tightly hugged Long Ming, his legs couldn't help but crossed around his waist, and his delicate body immediately spasmed, his mind was blank, his eyes were blurred and his mind was blurred and he was at a loss. The two reached orgasm at the same time, and Shangguan Yun had already had the second orgasm.
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On the other side, Zi Xinyao, who was unconscious, had a bright red face and was lying on the bed. Her purple clothes were separated on both sides. Her strapless breasts were pulled to her collarbone. Her purple long skirt was pulled to her lower abdomen. Her crystal delicate hands were unable to place on both sides of her body. Her legs were placed beside Chen Zhenfei's shoulders. She swayed up and down with the violent thrusting. Her delicate body moved instinctively with the violent thrusting. Her eyes were closed, and there was a blood mark on her temples. Her tightly closed red lips slowly opened instinctively as she thrusts, and from time to time, um, a muffled groan
Chen Zhenfei's face was flushed, his eyes were burning, and he was intoxicated. He knelt between the legs of the dream goddess Zi Xinyao. His penis was thrusting violently and wet, and his vagina was flowing with the secret of the vaginal fluid. As the thrusting was thrusting, the liquid mixed with white semen and vaginal fluid was brought out. At that time, he couldn't help but be excited when he started to thrust for about ten times, and he could not control the climax and ejaculation. There was no way, Zi Xinyao was so beautiful, and secondly, he was the goddess he had dreamed of, so how could he bear it?
At this time, Chen Zhenfei pressed one hand on the plump Holy Peak and rubbed it on the bed with the other hand. He lowered his head and sucked his firm and tender nipples with his heart and tender nipples in his heart, swallowing greedily. The impact of the slap, , slap, , slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap
Well, um I was unconscious, my eyes were closed, my face was bright red, my lips were half open, my delicate, beautiful, charming Zi Xinyao, I had no idea that she was being insulted, and she made a muffled groan unconsciously, encouraged and stimulated Chen Zhenfei
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On the other side, Feng Yingying cried for a moment, and it was much better. Then she pushed the sword away and sat on the ground, holding his waist with delicate hands around his shoulders, pillowing her tears, crying. At the same time, she was thinking about her beloved Long Ming. The more she thought about it, the more empty and lonely her heart was. In addition, she had never been so scared since she was a child. Tonight she had been afraid many times, and she was very scared and uneasy...
Jian Zhong held the holy and elegant Feng Yingying shoulders in the dream goddess with one hand, feeling her delicate body trembling slightly, feeling her uneasy, heartache and excitement inside, lowered his head and said gently: Junior Sister Feng, don't be afraid, I will protect you
Feng Yingying nodded, yes, a response
Jianzhong felt it was time, so he said gently: Junior Sister Feng, can you look up at me? I have something to say to you.
Feng Yingying raised her head directly, shed tears, and choked: What's the matter?
The eyes in the sword are wide, looking at the goddess in the dream, with red eyes swollen eyes, tears on her face, sexy red lips, high nose, rosy face, scary and uneasy eyes, Feng Yingying at this moment, stunning, stunning, stunning, holy, elegant, and helpless, weak, pitiful, at this moment, the soul of the sword trembled, heartache inside, and extremely hot, he couldn't speak at all, bowed his head to the sexy red lips and kissed it
Um, um, no, um Feng Yingying was stunned at first, then she was filled with tears, her eyes were filled with panic, and she quickly turned her head and struggled, but she did not let go, and still hugged the middle waist of the sword, because only in this way could she feel at ease and feel more at ease
Junior Sister Feng, I have always admired you very much. I really love you very much. For you, I can even die. Please give me a chance. Seeing Feng Yingying turning her head and struggling in the sword, I couldn't help but express my feelings affectionately. After saying that, I kissed her red lips again...
Um, no, Um, I have Brother Ming, Um, I can't accept you, Um, Feng Yingying felt her lips being kissed, her eyes turned around and struggled in a panic, and refused, but she still didn't let go
I know you have Long Ming, but that's it. At this moment, when you are most afraid, it's me by your side, your brother Ming, where is it? I know that Zixin Yao Long Ming of the Holy Demon Sect has an ulterior motive relationship. Now they may be in the hidden magic circle, and they are in love with each other. Wen Ran in the sword, no longer asks to kiss Feng Yingying, looking at her with unwilling face, growling in a low voice, looking at her with a cold face, and roaring in a low voice.
Wuwu, please don't say it again, Wuwu Feng Yingying, remembering that the three of them were together, and hearing what the sword said, it was really possible that, remembering that Long Ming, who originally belonged to her, was possessed by other women, although she had served Long Ming with Zi Xinyao many times, but in fact she was very reluctant and sad, because if it weren't for Zi Xinyao, she was insulted by the man in black, and wouldn't have no choice but to accept her, and give her half of Long Ming. Although Zi Xinyao sacrificed her life to save Long Ming, she still couldn't accept it. She just pretended to be fine, but she was actually sad and heartbroken. At this time, she heard what the sword said, she fantasized that Long Ming and Zi Xinyao were lingering in the magic circle, but she was alone. It was desolate to think about it, and she couldn't help crying sadly
Junior Sister Feng, don’t be sad, I’m really heartbroken when you do this. With me here, I will definitely protect you. Junior Sister Feng, I really admire you. Please give me a chance, okay? I saw Feng Yingying crying sadly in the sword, and felt heartbroken. So after confessing her affectionately, she lowered her head and kissed her sexy red lips again
Woo, um, um, Feng Yingying's eyes were red and swollen, with sad eyes, helpless, she did not struggle this time, and let the sword ask for a kiss. At this time, she was empty, sad, desolate, and the nature of a woman was manifested. Even though she was born smart, she still could not get rid of the nature of a woman. She now needs people who love themselves, comfort herself, and use love to fill the emptiness and loneliness in her heart, sad, desolate, helpless
In the sword, I felt that Feng Yingying was not struggling, and she was excited and asked for a kiss more enthusiastically. At the same time, I couldn't help but say: Ah, Junior Sister Feng's lips are so soft and fragrant, and her saliva is so sweet
Ask for a few kisses
Feng Yingying felt the passionate love in the sword, hugged his delicate hand tightly, let go, then raised it, surrounded his neck, shed tears, mèi's tears were filled with sadness, uneasy, helplessness, and red lips responded enthusiastically to his kiss...
This time, he was ecstatic and excited. His big hand hugged Feng Yingying's delicate body tightly and asked for a kiss crazily
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On the other hand, Long Ming started a new round of lingering because Shangguan Yun started another round of lingering. Shangguan Yunjiao stroked his chest and buried his head sucking his nipples. He raised his head, his eyes were watery, his eyes were blurred and intoxicated, his hands were red, his cherry lips were swollen, his breath was like orchids, feeling the secret place was thrust, his breasts were rubbed, and his nipples were sucked, and he heard a numb, itchy, fulfilling, and wonderful ecstasy pleasure, and he let out a soft and pleasant moan and said: Oh, oh, oh, so comfortable, oh, Ming, I love you, oh,
Papa, Papapa Long Ming did not answer, sucked the fragrant and tender cherries as he wanted, and rubbed the full holy peak at the same time, and thrusted it faster and faster
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On the other side, she was unconscious, her eyes were closed, and her beautiful and delicate Zi Xinyao was lying flat on the bed, her delicate hands were unable to place her body, her legs were placed next to Chen Zhenfei's shoulders, her face was flushed, her head was raised unconsciously, her red lips were half open, and she exhaled like orchid unconsciously: Well, um, um, a muffled groan, Chen Zhenfei was full of excitement, and her hands supported her on the bed on both sides of Zi Xinyao's waist, kneeling on the bed, watching Zi Xinyao's instinct move back and forth, the plump Holy Peak was instinctively temptingly, and the front and back curves of the plump Holy Peak were constantly moving in and out of the secret place, and she brought out drops of white semen and vaginal fluid, and said excitedly: Senior sister, no, Xinyao, my woman, you feel so comfortable below, I can't do it again, Ah Xinyao, I'm coming,After saying that, his lower body tightened his body toward the secret place.
At the same time, Zi Xinyao, who was unconscious, had a convulsion instinctively spasm. Then Chen Zhenfei was very excited. He felt the secret place that wrapped the penis. He suddenly clamped the penis tightly and contracted violently. Then, a warm liquid ejaculated from the depths of the secret place and ejaculated on the penis. At this moment, he knew that his dream of Zi Xinyao, who had been thinking about day and night, was fucked to orgasm by him.
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On the other side, Feng Yingying Mèi was full of tears, her eyes were sad and uneasy, and her delicate hands were wrapped around the back of the sword, responding enthusiastically to his question
The lips and the red lips were rubbing enthusiastically, the tongue and the delicate tongue were intertwined, the saliva was mixed, and the swallowed by the struggle, the eyes were hot in the sword, and the heart was excited. He felt that the kiss had been for a moment, and it was time to continue, so he let go of his hands, holding Feng Yingying's delicate body, and touched it back along the back. The next second, his hands were pressed on the full holy peak through the white clothes, and rubbed gently.
The next second, Feng Yingying felt it, but she did not stop it, but kissed it more enthusiastically. She rubbed the sword a few times, grabbed the white belt with her big hand. At this moment, the delicate hand surrounding the back of her neck suddenly released, directly catching the hand in the sword. Although the delicate hand was stopped, she did not exert force. He knew that Feng Yingying was struggling inside, and he ignored it. He pulled it gently, and Feng Yingying's tight clothes were loose, and then she threw away the belt.
After feeling it, Feng Yingying grabbed his big hand and raised it around his neck again. The two kissed each other crazy.
The sword quickly took out a large white cloth and used spiritual power to control the white cloth to spread it on the ground. Then, while the sword kissed Feng Yingying crazy, he held Feng Yingying's delicate body and fell down on the white cloth.
When Feng Yingying was lying on the white cloth, Jian Zhong surrounded her neck with one hand, kissed her wildly, and reached her on Feng Yingying's delicate body, splitting her loose clothes on both sides. After they were separated, the big hand touched her from her flat belly. For the first time, Jian Zhong couldn't help but exclaimed: So slippery
The sword did not stop and went up. When he stroked the plump holy peak wrapped in a tube top, he looked at it without looking. His big hand grabbed the tube top and pulled it up. The tube top was immediately pulled to the collarbone position. Then the big hand returned again, pressed the plump and soft holy peak on the right and rubbed it gently, and was amazed in his heart: Ah, I finally touched Junior Sister Feng's breasts, I really touched it, it was so big, so soft
Um, um Feng Yingying Mèi's tears are red and swollen, tears are flowing, and her eyes are sad, uneasy, helpless, looking at the hazy sword, feeling her breasts being gently rubbed, there is a voice in her mind reminding her, enough, the person you love deeply is Long Ming, you don't love the sword, it is wrong to do this, don't continue, but the nature of a woman is uneasy and afraid at this moment
She is empty and lonely, helpless, needs comfort, and uses love and joy to comfort her, filling everything in her heart. She still cannot resist her nature and does not resist. She feels the numbness that comes from her, and can't help but kiss her wildly while making a moan.
This sound seemed to encourage the sword to continue. He was extremely excited inside Wen Ran. Without hesitation, he rubbed Shengfeng's big hand down, crossed his flat belly, and touched the trousers of the skirt. He first stroked the secret part of her thigh through the skirt a few times, and then his big hand invaded the skirt a little. When he felt the underwear, his fingers penetrated into the underwear without stopping.
The next second, Feng Yingying, who was kissing frantically, felt the secret place covered and touched, sad, helpless, and a hint of panic appeared in her uneasy eyes. Her delicate hand quickly loosened the surrounding back neck and reached under her to catch the broken arm, but her big hand was still touching, and she felt itchy and it was strange. She continued to kiss frantically, and couldn't help but moan again: Um, Um, Um
At this time, two voices appeared in Feng Yingying's mind, and one voice anxiously said: Enough, this time it's really enough, stop quickly, don't continue to make mistakes, are you right Brother Ming like this?
Another voice defended: Just like that, don't continue. Anyway, I've done it here. As long as I don't continue, I won't be sorry to Brother Ming. Besides, Brother Ming may be happy with Sister Zi Xinyao now. Does Brother Ming still remember me? Will he still love me like before? I'm really scared now. I really need someone to comfort me. As long as I don't take the last step, that's right, it's not a bad thing for Brother Ming.
Just as Feng Yingying was fighting and her heart was struggling, the two of them had difficulty breathing because they were so crazy and passionate about kissing each other. They had a tacit understanding of each other's lips.
The sword breathed heavily, and looked at it with a bright red face. Mèi's tears were red and swollen eyes, uneasy, helpless, sad, red and swollen cherry lips were red and swollen, half of the breath was like orchid, the goddess in the dream breathing was beautiful and beautiful, the holy and elegant Feng Yingying had a look, and she had no intention of stopping. She immediately lowered her head and kissed her face wildly
Yes, don't do this, yes, stop, ah, no, ah Feng Yingying felt it, looking at Jianzhong kissing her face wildly, feeling the secret place being touched, and moaned to stop it, but the next second, Jianzhong kissed her sensitive neck, and at the same time, he stroked the secret place's hand, and his fingers reached into the secret place and slowly thrust in. At that time, bursts of extreme numbness came, and he immediately became weak and unable to exert force. The most important thing was that the sensitive part of the neck was kissed, otherwise it would not be like this
The goddess in the dream of Wen Ran in the sword made a seductive moan for him. At that time, the hardness of the penis hurt, and he kissed his neck even more wildly, and his fingers thrust into the secret place quickly.
Ah, no, ah, stop, ah, enough, ah, we can't continue, ah, Feng Yingying was weak all over, her delicate hands were unable to catch the broken arm, she raised her head, her face was bright red, mèi was full of tears, red and swollen half-closed, her eyes were sad, restless and helpless, she struggled, her red and swollen lips half-opened, she felt the extreme numbness and pleasure coming from, and she couldn't control the heat flowing out of the secret place
After feeling the secret fluid flowing out of the secret place, he didn't want to wait. He took back his big hand and no longer kissed his neck wildly. He straightened his body and knelt on the side of Feng Yingying's right beautiful legs. When Feng Yingying looked at him with a puzzled look, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He grabbed the white long skirt and pulled it up hard. The long skirt was pulled up to his lower abdomen, revealing his slender and sexy legs, and the secret wrapped in white underwear.
Ah, Feng Yingying instinctively exclaimed, but the sword ignored it. She couldn't wait to kneel on her slightly separated legs. Her big hand grabbed the underwear wrapped in the secret place and pulled it and used her spiritual power at the same time. The next second, the underwear seemed to be made of paper, and it was split at that time.
Ah, don't look, ah, Feng Yingying came to her senses when her underwear was torn, and immediately exclaimed with a delicate hand covering the secret place, saying
Junior Sister Feng, I love you, please give me a chance. I saw Feng Yingying's face was shy and red in the sword. She grabbed her delicate hand covering the secret place with one hand, grabbed her right leg with the other hand, raised her eyes with a hot face, excited and gentle.
Ah, no, we can't, stop, don't do this, as long as you don't take the last step, I'll do whatever you want Feng Yingying was really anxious at this time, and immediately said anxiously
No, ah, no, please stop, ah, um, no, ah, however, the sword was already burning in the fire, and reason was swallowed by desire. He ignored Feng Yingying, grabbed her delicate hand and pressed it on her stomach, grabbed her right leg with one hand and raised it, lowered her head to look at the hard and painful penis, and thrust in towards the secret mouth that had just flowed out. When he felt the penis head thrust into the secret place, he thrust hard.
As Feng Yingying was feeling throughout the whole process, she stopped her and tried to struggle hard. Unfortunately, the sensitive part was kissed wildly, and her whole body became weak and weak. When she wanted to use her spiritual power, it was too late. She only felt her penis thrusting violently, and a numbness came from the secret place, and then it was filled with her penis. However, at this time, with the comparison, she clearly felt that Long Ming's penis was different from that of an ordinary person.
Woo, please pull it out, no, Woo, Feng Yingying felt the secret place instinct to wrap her penis, she regretted it, she shed tears, begged for mercy and cried
Wen Ran in the sword, regained a trace of rationality, his hands were clasped with Feng Yingying's delicate hands, and then he pressed her delicate hands on both sides of her head, bent his body, looked down at Mèi's eyes and swollen tears, his eyes were sad, painful, pitiful and helpless, his face was bright red, his swollen cherry lips half open, stunning, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, Feng Yingying, the goddess in the dream, apologized affectionately: Junior Sister Feng, I'm sorry, I hurt you, you are so beautiful, I can't help it, Junior Sister Feng, now it's like this, I really love you, please give me a chance, okay? He said he started to thrust slowly
Wuwu, Wuwuwu, please don’t continue, Wuwu, Feng Yingying felt the secret penis thrusting, and bursts of pleasure came. She was in pain and regretful inside.
She cried and begged for mercy
Um, um, I didn't continue talking in the sword, lowered my head and kissed her red lips.
Feng Yingying didn't turn her head and struggle, letting him ask for a kiss, shed tears, and let out a delicate moan.
Slap, , Slap, the impact is getting faster and faster
The sword and her fingers pressed against Feng Yingying's head. Feng Yingying didn't struggle or cater to her. She just shed tears, her eyes were painful, and she felt guilty and regretful.
After a while, Feng Yingying, who was tightly clasped with her fingers in the sword, finally couldn't help it. A woman's weak nature affected her heart all the time. When she was united with the sword, the feeling became stronger. She wanted to hug him and ask for it enthusiastically to fill the emptiness, uneasiness, and fear. At first, she was reluctant to suppress her guilt towards Long Ming. As she thrust, she heard a wave of wonderful pleasure. She knew clearly how wonderful Long Ming's thrust was, and the pleasure of not being satisfied. She was under various conditions under desire, fragility in her heart, and the nature of a woman.
She finally couldn't help it. The red and swollen Mèi was full of tears, shedding tears, her eyes sometimes looked at, sometimes misty, sometimes guilty, pain, and regretted the endless guilt towards Long Ming, but her delicate body instinctively held the other person's hand tightly with him, holding his fingers tightly, and holding the red lips that allowed him to kiss, began to respond enthusiastically, and made: um, um, um, um, um...
Feng Yingying's active response stimulated the sword. He was excited and happy, feeling his penis wrapped in a secret place. His lips rubbed his red lips wildly, his tongue intertwined, and his tongue was fighting for the mixed saliva, swallowed greedily, while his penis thrust violently into the secret place he had always dreamed of. He was ecstatic and excitedly said: I am really having fun with Junior Sister Feng, I didn't dream, ah, so comfortable, Junior Sister Feng clamped my penis underneath, and I was really united with her, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, sla
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