Oh? Brother Han’s sword is hidden in his clumsiness, and I admire him!
Zhuge Xing smiled and took back the bamboo chopsticks in his hand. He and Han Tiemei used the two bamboo chopsticks as weapons and competed at the four-sided wine table.
Brother Zhuge was too humble, and he just took a little advantage by surprise. If Brother Zhuge used the "Meteor in the Sky" just now, he would immediately pull him back to the tie.
Han Tiemei glanced at Nangong Xuan who was silent and said absent-mindedly
Well... It's stable and changeable, hard on the outside and soft on the inside, it's really amazing...
Wherever you are, how can the set of sword techniques created by the family master compare to the Emei sword technique that has been passed down from generation to generation, and has been tempered by thousands of times, Brother Zhuge, please!
The two of them touched the wine glasses and drank them all in one go. Zhuge Xing looked at the pair of bamboo chopsticks in his hand and couldn't help thinking in his heart. If he had encountered this set of swordsmanship, how would he disassemble and how to block the frame. He was completely immersed in the mysterious tricks of Sanyan swordsmanship, but Han Tiemei had long stuck all his thoughts on Nangong Xuan.
The beautiful Xuan Ji look dodged and dared not look at her. Although her pink face was filled with a strong smile, her expression was indescribable. The bright eyes were even more fluorescent, as if tears were about to shed.
Han Tiemei swallowed the spirit or saliva into her throat, suppressing her impulsive thoughts, but his lower body suddenly became erect without restraint.
The old man Sanyan is a master of martial arts, but his education on his disciples' moral character is a mess, so his disciples have a very weak concept of right and wrong. Liu Rusong, who inherited his Sanyan Sword, is even more righteous and evil, and he has a lot of research on the despicable drugs and poisonous smoke.
Although Han Tiemei is not as casual as Liu Rusong, she just met the grief beauty that suits his taste the most. She now peeled off Nangong Xuan's clothes and started to rape her on the spot.
Brother Zhuge, please!
Alas? Please... Please...
Seeing Han Tiemei drinking one cup after another, how could Zhuge Xing reluctantly give up his life to accompany him, three cups and two cups to moisten his throat, one pot and two pots to rinse his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them finished five jars of strong wine, and with a gurgle, Han Tiemei fell on the table
Haha... Brother Han, Brother Han has such a strong drink and has to drink so much, really... Don't say...
My husband, my husband...
Nangong Xuan pushed Zhuge Xing, who fell down with Han Tiemei, and sighed helplessly, "What's the best thing in this cup?"
Why do these men always want to stop being drunk like this?
She shook her head, raised her glass and drank it all. She heard that she would not have any worries when she was drunk. Nangong Xuan also wanted to hide in her dreams and ignore this cruel and cold reality.
The hot and strong wine almost cut her throat. Nangong Xuan was choked and patted her chest a few times. A colorful cloud suddenly flew up her pink face. When she put down the wine glass, she saw a pair of clear eyes.
Han Tiemei was not drunk at all. He looked at Nangong Xuan punishing himself a few cups like he wanted punishment. The already extremely beautiful beauty looked particularly beautiful against the background of wine and color. The two blushing cheeks seemed to have overwhelmed his mind. Han Tiemei smiled and burped, waved her hand and said: Haha, Brother Zhuge, it's still me, slightly better...
Well... it made Hero Han laugh. Nangong took his husband back to his room first. Hero Han please do whatever he wants...
Just when Nangong Xuan was about to help Zhuge Xing up, Han Tiemei seemed to have recovered his strength. He stood up and took Zhuge Xing and said: How can you let Zhuge, hiccup, madam, that... let Han, hiccup, hiccup...
So... I'm sorry, Hero Han...
Nangong Xuan bowed and said, Han Tiemei didn't say much. She grabbed Zhuge Xing's left arm, walked around the back of her neck and resisted her shoulders, and then stepped up. Zhuge Xing was held up like mud by him, drooping his head and muttering softly.
Han Tiemei smiled, shook her body and helped Zhuge Xing up the stairs with Nangong Xuan.
Don't...Don't tell your senior brother, second senior brother, please don't tell your senior brother...Woo...
Ling Honglian knelt on the ground, grabbed Liu Rusong's arm and begged hard. However, Liu Rusong sat steadily on the round stool and looked at his junior sister slanted, and smiled: Second senior brother? Didn't you call me a traitor just now? Why, have you recognized me as a senior brother again?
...Woooo, second senior brother, it's me that's not good, it's me that's slutty and seducing you. Please don't tell Tiemei, he, I can't, I can't...Woooooo...
The messy footsteps sounded outside the house. Liu Rusong and Ling Xuelian were very skilled in martial arts. Naturally, it could be heard that this was the footsteps of Zhuge and Han Tiemei. It was just that the two of them were sometimes fast and sometimes slow. It must be because their bodies were shaking left and right. It seemed that Zhuge Xing and Han Tiemei had drunk a lot.
Mrs. Zhuge, is it in front? Haha, Han, Han is really drunk, why can’t you even see the door clearly…
Senior brother...
Ling Honglian came to the door, but did not dare to push the door and meet Han Tiemei. What was the case with Han Tiemei? He was quietly squinting his eyes and looking up and down at Nangong Xuan's big breasts.
Uh... Junior sister, have you finished talking with the second senior brother? Second senior brother, please advise the junior sister, she has a hot temper, I, I can't fight for her, but she has always listened to you...
Ling Xuelian's cheeks turned red. She found that Liu Rusong had been pressed behind her. The damn guy actually stood up again, poking and picking her ass.
Beyond the door is her husband. Faced with such behavior, she should have killed Liu Rusong with a knife, but now, Ling Xuelian, who was not dressed and looked ashamed, just gently pressed her hands on the door of the room, as if she was stroking her husband's face from the air.
Han Tiemei had no intention of calming down his wife's anger at this moment. The slutty Ling Xuelian was not so easy to coax. The second senior brother was better at such a bad thing. Liu Rusong seemed to know his feelings and replied through the door:
Alas, my junior sister scolded me, dog, blood, and head, and was about to continue teaching me a lesson!
Liu Rusong passed Ling Xuelian's armpits and pressed against her pair of breasts and rubbed them. He pinched and rubbed Ling Xuelian's beautiful pair of snow-white breasts like a dough cake, which made Ling Xuelian tremble all over and pant.
Han Tiemei was drunk and could not hear clearly, but Nangong Xuan was able to hear clearly. She was so familiar with the sound of a woman's moaning. Now she would make a sound that was ten times more lewd and ten times louder than this night. How could she not know
I'm afraid Ling Xuelian is now pressed by Liu Rusong, and used his six-inch-long, ferocious iron stick to penetrate the honey hole hard. Just like he used to be, he could not escape and did not want to sink. He had to accept the blame of the fire as if he was trapped in hell.
But, why, this torture that should have been extremely painful, is so comfortable that Nangong Xuan has forgotten his identity several times. Just like now, his sensitive vagina has taken its own initiative and oozing out strands of impotent water.
Han Tiemei didn't care much about the conversation between their senior brothers and sisters. It was nothing more than his beautiful wife who angrily scolded Liu Rusong for having an affair with Nangong Xuan. Liu Rusong just explained it hard.
Han Tiemei also despised this kind of sexual behavior, but as a man, he could not suppress the male impulse. At this moment, he actually found a gap for Nangong Xuan to restlessness. The pair of big breasts swayed in front of the beauty's ups and downs. Han Tiemei seemed to have also fallen into a deep cleavage in the middle of Nangong Xuan's snow-white flesh ball. It was crispy and delicious, clear and tempting. It was probably that way.
Senior brother, you first, you first, yes, go, me, my second senior brother and I, I still have to chat, for a long time... Um...
Ling Xuelian's mouth was covered by Liu Rusong at the right time. Her arms were stiff and she was supported on the door. She could not resist and dared not resist. She could only let the man behind her lift her red skirt. Even before she could wear her shirt, her plump buttocks were exposed to the tyranny of Liu Rusong's cock without any concealment. Liu Rusong was not in a hurry to insert the flesh. The flesh was already on the table, so he was not in a hurry.
Papa
Liu Rusong grabbed his ugly meat stick with one hand, and slapped it on Ling Xuelian's buttocks. The left and right petals made Ling Xuelian's jade buttocks blew up.
Ah, OK, OK, I will take Brother Zhuge back and return to the room...
Han Tiemei took a quick step, supported Zhuge Xing, and led Nangong Xuan to the bed.
He was so heavy, and he burped, Brother Zhuge was sleeping so hard...Ah...
Han Tiemei clapped her hands and said to Nangong Xuan with a smile. He looked at Nangong Xuan's beautiful eyes and looked at Zhuge Xing with affection. The eyes that were supposed to be full of love were still filled with a sense of misery and helplessness. How could Han Tiemei bear it? He grabbed Nangong Xuan's wrists and pressed Nangong Xuan on the table.
Hey? Han Daxia, let go, let go of your hand, please, please be demented after drinking, I, I don’t care, if I don’t let go, I will just call you... You, your wife is still in the next room... I, I’m going to call you... Woo woo...
When Nangong Xuan thought of Liu Rusong's methods, she actually choked and looked at Han Tiemei's drunken face with a red face.
Hehe, call me, beauty, call my senior brother and sister, and wake up Brother Zhuge, let's be fine, hiccup, talk about what happened last night...
Last night, last night... Woo...
Seeing the beauty's panic and frightened look, Han Tiemei's desire surged. He leaned over and pressed on Nangong Xuan, sticking out his tongue and licking the beauty's cherry lips.
Woo... Bah, um...
Nangong Xuan was almost suffocated by the smell of alcohol emitted from Han Tiemei's mouth, but her body was also soft and lost strength.
Under Liu Rusong's tyranny, Nangong Xuan has become obedient. Apart from her shame to Zhuge Xing, she is almost unable to resist any male force. As long as she catches her with masculinity, Nangong Xuan's martial arts that she has practiced hard for more than ten years will disappear in an instant, and she can only helplessly beg for mercy like an ordinary woman.
She was afraid of Liu Rusong, no, she was afraid of all the fierce men. The only husband who could protect her, but she could never protect her in time.
For Zhuge Xing, her expectations were declining day by day, and she was even gradually accustomed to being raped by others, but her husband knew nothing about it...
Han Tiemei seemed to have never seen a woman before. She kissed and licked Nangong Xuan's delicate lips roughly, bit and half sucked, and applied her saliva to her mouth for a week. Only then did he use his tongue to open Nangong Xuan's fragrant lips with satisfaction and penetrate into the beauty's slippery and hot little mouth.
Um...um...um...um...
Nangong Xuan actually cooperated to put his fragrant tongue and Han Tiemei's thick big tongue together, allowing Han Tiemei to flip the air in her mouth, but Han Tiemei's unfamiliar kissing skills suddenly woke up. This was not Liu Rusong, but another drunk guy, and she actually catered to it?
Uh-huh!!
She resisted vigorously and struggled to bite Han Tiemei's tongue
On!
Han Tiemei quickly took the painful slices back into her mouth, so that the piece of tongue would not be bitten by her, but Han Tiemei became fierce because of this. He slapped Nangong Xuan in the face with a fierce slap.
A clear sound made Nangong Xuan dizzy. Han Tiemei was already out of control after drinking, and was irritable and violent. This made him wake up. Seeing the slap under him slightly swollen, and panic, he was also filled with panic. Han Tiemei had a strong sexual desire again, and a sense of conquest came out. He had never hit a woman before. Today, he broke the verge of being in a hurry.
Slut! Play with you, you are so despised by you. I can’t play with the second brother? I can serve you happily, otherwise, I will let you know what a pig cage is!
He threw Nangong Xuan beside the bed. He was so slutty by his second senior brother last night, and he had sex in public in the middle of the night. But now it was his turn, and he even resisted kissing. This kind of slut who was slut who was fucking the dishes made Han Tiemei very angry.
Do it for me!
Han Tiemei took off her pants and showed off her spear. The dark brown skin color was obvious. It was a giant creature with many battles. There were white spots on the glans the size of a pigeon egg. There were even a sharp sarcoma in the front section. The stem was as long as five inches and seven minutes long and covered with blue veins. The two hanging testicles were wrapped in a clump of pubic hair, which made it even bigger.
Woo woo...
Nangong Xuan was about to get up and try to resist more, but found that Zhuge Xing on the bed snorted lightly. Nangong Xuan was so shocked that she was gloomy and hurriedly pointed at Zhuge Xing's chest.
Seeing her husband's head tilted and fell asleep, Nangong Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
But her heart was frozen in an instant by her unthinking behavior. It turned out that in order not to expose herself, she could attack her husband so naturally. What's going on? When did she become like this...
Husband... Husband... Wuwu, Xuan'er, Xuan'er doesn't know... Xuan'er, Xuan'er didn't look like this, Xuan'er, Xuan'er loves you very much...
Nangong Xuan supported her body with one hand and stroked Zhuge Xing's handsome face with one hand. But she knew that Han Tiemei, who was drunk after being chaotic, had kneeled on the ground like herself, and even lifted her skirt behind her back and took off her clothes. Nangong Xuan didn't want to resist in vain anymore. She didn't have the courage to face the shameful defeat of the king again, and even gave up the chance to fight once.
Nangong Xuan felt the man behind him pressing his cock against his snow buttocks. He rubbed it, then rubbed it again, and then slowly slid down. When he passed his anus hole, Han Tiemei specially pushed his waist. He didn't expect that Nangong Xuan's chrysanthemum hole, which was beautiful on the outside, had actually been developed. He just picked it gently and actually sank half of the glans.
The beauty's humming made Han Tiemei's penis swollen three points again, and it was stuck in Nangong Xuan's chrysanthemum cave. Han Tiemei, who felt a little embarrassed, hugged Nangong Xuan Yingying's slender waist and slowly pulled out. With a wave, his partner escaped. Han Tiemei patted Nangong Xuan's buttocks, stroked Nangong Xuan's tightly wriggling anus, and smiled: It seems that Mrs. Zhuge is full of treasures...
Nangong Xuan was already extremely sad. When he heard the deliberate words of Mrs. Zhuge in his words, he thought of the two circles of breast rings on his chest. With a swish, half of his body blushed. Han Tiemei, who was kneeling behind the beauty, looked at her delicate body trembling slightly due to fear and fear, and her lustfulness rose.
With a da, Nangong Xuan's whole body trembled, and her peach-like buttocks were tossed and turned by Han Tiemei's big hands. The smooth touch of the beauty's skin made Han Tiemei linger and unwilling to let go.
He poked the wrinkles in Nangong Xuan's backyard again. Pugu, Pugu, the pink and tender hole actually gurgled out of clear intestinal fluid. Han Tiemei raised her fingers and was sticky. Then he touched her wet fingers left and right on Nangong Xuan's buttocks. Nangong Xuan, who was stiff and did not dare to move, began to twist her waist when she was being cured, as if she was deliberately asking Han Tiemei for fun.
That's right
Han Tiemei cheered up and forced her eyes that were out of burn due to drunkenness. She spotted Nangong Xuan's plump pussy that had dropped a wisp of honey, and she was about to pull out her gun and stab her in.
Nangong Xuan, who had been in a state of dismay, closed her eyes and pursed her cherry lips. Her shame made her afraid to look at her husband in front of her. Her slender hands tightly clenched the bed sheet, and she was humiliated to wait for everything that was about to happen next.
Puff
The sarcoma with a pointed arched into the shy little hole. The churning slurred Han Tiemei's cock easily rubbed against the front of Nangong Xuan's tight cavity, and came to the depth of her slightly wider honey hole.
Nangong Xuan's pussy with a narrow front and wide back is quite helpful to Han Tiemei. His beautiful wife Ling Honglian's honey path is slight and tight. Every time he makes him jump to the gun and surrender quickly, but Ling Honglian is not very concerned about this matter, and the taste is indeed not as good as the present.
Han Tiemei gently swayed her crotch horizontally, while Nangong Xuan actually cooperated with her slim waist in a very understanding way. The beautiful Han Tiemei was so beautiful that she was ecstatic. No wonder her second brother wanted to commit adultery with this slut. This ecstasy hole was really good.
The sometimes tight and sometimes loose honey hole allows Han Tiemei's penis to enjoy the unique charm of a wife. Whether Nangong Xuan admits it or not, her honey path has become a famous intoxicating hole under the guidance of Liu Rusong. As soon as the penis is penetrated, her layers of flesh walls will unconsciously squirm and welcome guests from all directions.
Nangong Xuan's heart is cut at this moment. It was the second time she was raped in front of her husband. She was still two different men, two completely different cocks, each of which was so powerful, upright and fierce, constantly hitting her fragile nerves and a pussy that was no longer under her control. Originally, Nangong Xuan thought that she was just surrendering to Liu Rusong's tyranny, but her current feelings told her that she could not resist the humiliation of any cock.
Nangong Xuan, who reached out to cover her mouth, moaned and welcomed the waves of pleasure from her lower body. She knew that she had hit her husband's sleepy hole, Zhuge Xing would definitely not wake up in less than two hours, but she was still afraid, afraid that Zhuge Xing would open her eyes and see her lewd appearance. Her honey path became more and more wet. She could already hear the splashing sounds of water stirred by Han Tiemei in the depths of her slogan.
Oh, so she can still know martial arts?
How sad, the only use of his martial arts is to make his husband fall asleep. Nangong Xuan was embarrassed and angry, and the honey path was a little wet.
Chris
Han Tiemei's movements became more and more intense. Every impact he hit was pushing straight upwards, making Nangong Xuan have to follow the rhythm of her cock and raise her body. As soon as she raised her body, she squeezed out from the gap between Nangong Xuan's hole and Han Tiemei's iron rod. Nangong Xuan's jade legs crossed and her ankles were stacked together. The tension and excitement of the tips of her toes tightened made Nangong Xuan secretly raise her buttocks. Knowing that she shouldn't have, her body went against her wishes, and she twitched and reached a climax of destruction. Nangong Xuan thought of a problem at the last moment of her loss of consciousness.
Is her body really going against her wishes?
Oh um um um um um !!!
I don't know anything. Nangong Xuan's squirting pleasure made her fly to the sky and lie in the clouds.
Zhuge Xing smiled and took back the bamboo chopsticks in his hand. He and Han Tiemei used the two bamboo chopsticks as weapons and competed at the four-sided wine table.
Brother Zhuge was too humble, and he just took a little advantage by surprise. If Brother Zhuge used the "Meteor in the Sky" just now, he would immediately pull him back to the tie.
Han Tiemei glanced at Nangong Xuan who was silent and said absent-mindedly
Well... It's stable and changeable, hard on the outside and soft on the inside, it's really amazing...
Wherever you are, how can the set of sword techniques created by the family master compare to the Emei sword technique that has been passed down from generation to generation, and has been tempered by thousands of times, Brother Zhuge, please!
The two of them touched the wine glasses and drank them all in one go. Zhuge Xing looked at the pair of bamboo chopsticks in his hand and couldn't help thinking in his heart. If he had encountered this set of swordsmanship, how would he disassemble and how to block the frame. He was completely immersed in the mysterious tricks of Sanyan swordsmanship, but Han Tiemei had long stuck all his thoughts on Nangong Xuan.
The beautiful Xuan Ji look dodged and dared not look at her. Although her pink face was filled with a strong smile, her expression was indescribable. The bright eyes were even more fluorescent, as if tears were about to shed.
Han Tiemei swallowed the spirit or saliva into her throat, suppressing her impulsive thoughts, but his lower body suddenly became erect without restraint.
The old man Sanyan is a master of martial arts, but his education on his disciples' moral character is a mess, so his disciples have a very weak concept of right and wrong. Liu Rusong, who inherited his Sanyan Sword, is even more righteous and evil, and he has a lot of research on the despicable drugs and poisonous smoke.
Although Han Tiemei is not as casual as Liu Rusong, she just met the grief beauty that suits his taste the most. She now peeled off Nangong Xuan's clothes and started to rape her on the spot.
Brother Zhuge, please!
Alas? Please... Please...
Seeing Han Tiemei drinking one cup after another, how could Zhuge Xing reluctantly give up his life to accompany him, three cups and two cups to moisten his throat, one pot and two pots to rinse his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them finished five jars of strong wine, and with a gurgle, Han Tiemei fell on the table
Haha... Brother Han, Brother Han has such a strong drink and has to drink so much, really... Don't say...
My husband, my husband...
Nangong Xuan pushed Zhuge Xing, who fell down with Han Tiemei, and sighed helplessly, "What's the best thing in this cup?"
Why do these men always want to stop being drunk like this?
She shook her head, raised her glass and drank it all. She heard that she would not have any worries when she was drunk. Nangong Xuan also wanted to hide in her dreams and ignore this cruel and cold reality.
The hot and strong wine almost cut her throat. Nangong Xuan was choked and patted her chest a few times. A colorful cloud suddenly flew up her pink face. When she put down the wine glass, she saw a pair of clear eyes.
Han Tiemei was not drunk at all. He looked at Nangong Xuan punishing himself a few cups like he wanted punishment. The already extremely beautiful beauty looked particularly beautiful against the background of wine and color. The two blushing cheeks seemed to have overwhelmed his mind. Han Tiemei smiled and burped, waved her hand and said: Haha, Brother Zhuge, it's still me, slightly better...
Well... it made Hero Han laugh. Nangong took his husband back to his room first. Hero Han please do whatever he wants...
Just when Nangong Xuan was about to help Zhuge Xing up, Han Tiemei seemed to have recovered his strength. He stood up and took Zhuge Xing and said: How can you let Zhuge, hiccup, madam, that... let Han, hiccup, hiccup...
So... I'm sorry, Hero Han...
Nangong Xuan bowed and said, Han Tiemei didn't say much. She grabbed Zhuge Xing's left arm, walked around the back of her neck and resisted her shoulders, and then stepped up. Zhuge Xing was held up like mud by him, drooping his head and muttering softly.
Han Tiemei smiled, shook her body and helped Zhuge Xing up the stairs with Nangong Xuan.
Don't...Don't tell your senior brother, second senior brother, please don't tell your senior brother...Woo...
Ling Honglian knelt on the ground, grabbed Liu Rusong's arm and begged hard. However, Liu Rusong sat steadily on the round stool and looked at his junior sister slanted, and smiled: Second senior brother? Didn't you call me a traitor just now? Why, have you recognized me as a senior brother again?
...Woooo, second senior brother, it's me that's not good, it's me that's slutty and seducing you. Please don't tell Tiemei, he, I can't, I can't...Woooooo...
The messy footsteps sounded outside the house. Liu Rusong and Ling Xuelian were very skilled in martial arts. Naturally, it could be heard that this was the footsteps of Zhuge and Han Tiemei. It was just that the two of them were sometimes fast and sometimes slow. It must be because their bodies were shaking left and right. It seemed that Zhuge Xing and Han Tiemei had drunk a lot.
Mrs. Zhuge, is it in front? Haha, Han, Han is really drunk, why can’t you even see the door clearly…
Senior brother...
Ling Honglian came to the door, but did not dare to push the door and meet Han Tiemei. What was the case with Han Tiemei? He was quietly squinting his eyes and looking up and down at Nangong Xuan's big breasts.
Uh... Junior sister, have you finished talking with the second senior brother? Second senior brother, please advise the junior sister, she has a hot temper, I, I can't fight for her, but she has always listened to you...
Ling Xuelian's cheeks turned red. She found that Liu Rusong had been pressed behind her. The damn guy actually stood up again, poking and picking her ass.
Beyond the door is her husband. Faced with such behavior, she should have killed Liu Rusong with a knife, but now, Ling Xuelian, who was not dressed and looked ashamed, just gently pressed her hands on the door of the room, as if she was stroking her husband's face from the air.
Han Tiemei had no intention of calming down his wife's anger at this moment. The slutty Ling Xuelian was not so easy to coax. The second senior brother was better at such a bad thing. Liu Rusong seemed to know his feelings and replied through the door:
Alas, my junior sister scolded me, dog, blood, and head, and was about to continue teaching me a lesson!
Liu Rusong passed Ling Xuelian's armpits and pressed against her pair of breasts and rubbed them. He pinched and rubbed Ling Xuelian's beautiful pair of snow-white breasts like a dough cake, which made Ling Xuelian tremble all over and pant.
Han Tiemei was drunk and could not hear clearly, but Nangong Xuan was able to hear clearly. She was so familiar with the sound of a woman's moaning. Now she would make a sound that was ten times more lewd and ten times louder than this night. How could she not know
I'm afraid Ling Xuelian is now pressed by Liu Rusong, and used his six-inch-long, ferocious iron stick to penetrate the honey hole hard. Just like he used to be, he could not escape and did not want to sink. He had to accept the blame of the fire as if he was trapped in hell.
But, why, this torture that should have been extremely painful, is so comfortable that Nangong Xuan has forgotten his identity several times. Just like now, his sensitive vagina has taken its own initiative and oozing out strands of impotent water.
Han Tiemei didn't care much about the conversation between their senior brothers and sisters. It was nothing more than his beautiful wife who angrily scolded Liu Rusong for having an affair with Nangong Xuan. Liu Rusong just explained it hard.
Han Tiemei also despised this kind of sexual behavior, but as a man, he could not suppress the male impulse. At this moment, he actually found a gap for Nangong Xuan to restlessness. The pair of big breasts swayed in front of the beauty's ups and downs. Han Tiemei seemed to have also fallen into a deep cleavage in the middle of Nangong Xuan's snow-white flesh ball. It was crispy and delicious, clear and tempting. It was probably that way.
Senior brother, you first, you first, yes, go, me, my second senior brother and I, I still have to chat, for a long time... Um...
Ling Xuelian's mouth was covered by Liu Rusong at the right time. Her arms were stiff and she was supported on the door. She could not resist and dared not resist. She could only let the man behind her lift her red skirt. Even before she could wear her shirt, her plump buttocks were exposed to the tyranny of Liu Rusong's cock without any concealment. Liu Rusong was not in a hurry to insert the flesh. The flesh was already on the table, so he was not in a hurry.
Papa
Liu Rusong grabbed his ugly meat stick with one hand, and slapped it on Ling Xuelian's buttocks. The left and right petals made Ling Xuelian's jade buttocks blew up.
Ah, OK, OK, I will take Brother Zhuge back and return to the room...
Han Tiemei took a quick step, supported Zhuge Xing, and led Nangong Xuan to the bed.
He was so heavy, and he burped, Brother Zhuge was sleeping so hard...Ah...
Han Tiemei clapped her hands and said to Nangong Xuan with a smile. He looked at Nangong Xuan's beautiful eyes and looked at Zhuge Xing with affection. The eyes that were supposed to be full of love were still filled with a sense of misery and helplessness. How could Han Tiemei bear it? He grabbed Nangong Xuan's wrists and pressed Nangong Xuan on the table.
Hey? Han Daxia, let go, let go of your hand, please, please be demented after drinking, I, I don’t care, if I don’t let go, I will just call you... You, your wife is still in the next room... I, I’m going to call you... Woo woo...
When Nangong Xuan thought of Liu Rusong's methods, she actually choked and looked at Han Tiemei's drunken face with a red face.
Hehe, call me, beauty, call my senior brother and sister, and wake up Brother Zhuge, let's be fine, hiccup, talk about what happened last night...
Last night, last night... Woo...
Seeing the beauty's panic and frightened look, Han Tiemei's desire surged. He leaned over and pressed on Nangong Xuan, sticking out his tongue and licking the beauty's cherry lips.
Woo... Bah, um...
Nangong Xuan was almost suffocated by the smell of alcohol emitted from Han Tiemei's mouth, but her body was also soft and lost strength.
Under Liu Rusong's tyranny, Nangong Xuan has become obedient. Apart from her shame to Zhuge Xing, she is almost unable to resist any male force. As long as she catches her with masculinity, Nangong Xuan's martial arts that she has practiced hard for more than ten years will disappear in an instant, and she can only helplessly beg for mercy like an ordinary woman.
She was afraid of Liu Rusong, no, she was afraid of all the fierce men. The only husband who could protect her, but she could never protect her in time.
For Zhuge Xing, her expectations were declining day by day, and she was even gradually accustomed to being raped by others, but her husband knew nothing about it...
Han Tiemei seemed to have never seen a woman before. She kissed and licked Nangong Xuan's delicate lips roughly, bit and half sucked, and applied her saliva to her mouth for a week. Only then did he use his tongue to open Nangong Xuan's fragrant lips with satisfaction and penetrate into the beauty's slippery and hot little mouth.
Um...um...um...um...
Nangong Xuan actually cooperated to put his fragrant tongue and Han Tiemei's thick big tongue together, allowing Han Tiemei to flip the air in her mouth, but Han Tiemei's unfamiliar kissing skills suddenly woke up. This was not Liu Rusong, but another drunk guy, and she actually catered to it?
Uh-huh!!
She resisted vigorously and struggled to bite Han Tiemei's tongue
On!
Han Tiemei quickly took the painful slices back into her mouth, so that the piece of tongue would not be bitten by her, but Han Tiemei became fierce because of this. He slapped Nangong Xuan in the face with a fierce slap.
A clear sound made Nangong Xuan dizzy. Han Tiemei was already out of control after drinking, and was irritable and violent. This made him wake up. Seeing the slap under him slightly swollen, and panic, he was also filled with panic. Han Tiemei had a strong sexual desire again, and a sense of conquest came out. He had never hit a woman before. Today, he broke the verge of being in a hurry.
Slut! Play with you, you are so despised by you. I can’t play with the second brother? I can serve you happily, otherwise, I will let you know what a pig cage is!
He threw Nangong Xuan beside the bed. He was so slutty by his second senior brother last night, and he had sex in public in the middle of the night. But now it was his turn, and he even resisted kissing. This kind of slut who was slut who was fucking the dishes made Han Tiemei very angry.
Do it for me!
Han Tiemei took off her pants and showed off her spear. The dark brown skin color was obvious. It was a giant creature with many battles. There were white spots on the glans the size of a pigeon egg. There were even a sharp sarcoma in the front section. The stem was as long as five inches and seven minutes long and covered with blue veins. The two hanging testicles were wrapped in a clump of pubic hair, which made it even bigger.
Woo woo...
Nangong Xuan was about to get up and try to resist more, but found that Zhuge Xing on the bed snorted lightly. Nangong Xuan was so shocked that she was gloomy and hurriedly pointed at Zhuge Xing's chest.
Seeing her husband's head tilted and fell asleep, Nangong Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
But her heart was frozen in an instant by her unthinking behavior. It turned out that in order not to expose herself, she could attack her husband so naturally. What's going on? When did she become like this...
Husband... Husband... Wuwu, Xuan'er, Xuan'er doesn't know... Xuan'er, Xuan'er didn't look like this, Xuan'er, Xuan'er loves you very much...
Nangong Xuan supported her body with one hand and stroked Zhuge Xing's handsome face with one hand. But she knew that Han Tiemei, who was drunk after being chaotic, had kneeled on the ground like herself, and even lifted her skirt behind her back and took off her clothes. Nangong Xuan didn't want to resist in vain anymore. She didn't have the courage to face the shameful defeat of the king again, and even gave up the chance to fight once.
Nangong Xuan felt the man behind him pressing his cock against his snow buttocks. He rubbed it, then rubbed it again, and then slowly slid down. When he passed his anus hole, Han Tiemei specially pushed his waist. He didn't expect that Nangong Xuan's chrysanthemum hole, which was beautiful on the outside, had actually been developed. He just picked it gently and actually sank half of the glans.
The beauty's humming made Han Tiemei's penis swollen three points again, and it was stuck in Nangong Xuan's chrysanthemum cave. Han Tiemei, who felt a little embarrassed, hugged Nangong Xuan Yingying's slender waist and slowly pulled out. With a wave, his partner escaped. Han Tiemei patted Nangong Xuan's buttocks, stroked Nangong Xuan's tightly wriggling anus, and smiled: It seems that Mrs. Zhuge is full of treasures...
Nangong Xuan was already extremely sad. When he heard the deliberate words of Mrs. Zhuge in his words, he thought of the two circles of breast rings on his chest. With a swish, half of his body blushed. Han Tiemei, who was kneeling behind the beauty, looked at her delicate body trembling slightly due to fear and fear, and her lustfulness rose.
With a da, Nangong Xuan's whole body trembled, and her peach-like buttocks were tossed and turned by Han Tiemei's big hands. The smooth touch of the beauty's skin made Han Tiemei linger and unwilling to let go.
He poked the wrinkles in Nangong Xuan's backyard again. Pugu, Pugu, the pink and tender hole actually gurgled out of clear intestinal fluid. Han Tiemei raised her fingers and was sticky. Then he touched her wet fingers left and right on Nangong Xuan's buttocks. Nangong Xuan, who was stiff and did not dare to move, began to twist her waist when she was being cured, as if she was deliberately asking Han Tiemei for fun.
That's right
Han Tiemei cheered up and forced her eyes that were out of burn due to drunkenness. She spotted Nangong Xuan's plump pussy that had dropped a wisp of honey, and she was about to pull out her gun and stab her in.
Nangong Xuan, who had been in a state of dismay, closed her eyes and pursed her cherry lips. Her shame made her afraid to look at her husband in front of her. Her slender hands tightly clenched the bed sheet, and she was humiliated to wait for everything that was about to happen next.
Puff
The sarcoma with a pointed arched into the shy little hole. The churning slurred Han Tiemei's cock easily rubbed against the front of Nangong Xuan's tight cavity, and came to the depth of her slightly wider honey hole.
Nangong Xuan's pussy with a narrow front and wide back is quite helpful to Han Tiemei. His beautiful wife Ling Honglian's honey path is slight and tight. Every time he makes him jump to the gun and surrender quickly, but Ling Honglian is not very concerned about this matter, and the taste is indeed not as good as the present.
Han Tiemei gently swayed her crotch horizontally, while Nangong Xuan actually cooperated with her slim waist in a very understanding way. The beautiful Han Tiemei was so beautiful that she was ecstatic. No wonder her second brother wanted to commit adultery with this slut. This ecstasy hole was really good.
The sometimes tight and sometimes loose honey hole allows Han Tiemei's penis to enjoy the unique charm of a wife. Whether Nangong Xuan admits it or not, her honey path has become a famous intoxicating hole under the guidance of Liu Rusong. As soon as the penis is penetrated, her layers of flesh walls will unconsciously squirm and welcome guests from all directions.
Nangong Xuan's heart is cut at this moment. It was the second time she was raped in front of her husband. She was still two different men, two completely different cocks, each of which was so powerful, upright and fierce, constantly hitting her fragile nerves and a pussy that was no longer under her control. Originally, Nangong Xuan thought that she was just surrendering to Liu Rusong's tyranny, but her current feelings told her that she could not resist the humiliation of any cock.
Nangong Xuan, who reached out to cover her mouth, moaned and welcomed the waves of pleasure from her lower body. She knew that she had hit her husband's sleepy hole, Zhuge Xing would definitely not wake up in less than two hours, but she was still afraid, afraid that Zhuge Xing would open her eyes and see her lewd appearance. Her honey path became more and more wet. She could already hear the splashing sounds of water stirred by Han Tiemei in the depths of her slogan.
Oh, so she can still know martial arts?
How sad, the only use of his martial arts is to make his husband fall asleep. Nangong Xuan was embarrassed and angry, and the honey path was a little wet.
Chris
Han Tiemei's movements became more and more intense. Every impact he hit was pushing straight upwards, making Nangong Xuan have to follow the rhythm of her cock and raise her body. As soon as she raised her body, she squeezed out from the gap between Nangong Xuan's hole and Han Tiemei's iron rod. Nangong Xuan's jade legs crossed and her ankles were stacked together. The tension and excitement of the tips of her toes tightened made Nangong Xuan secretly raise her buttocks. Knowing that she shouldn't have, her body went against her wishes, and she twitched and reached a climax of destruction. Nangong Xuan thought of a problem at the last moment of her loss of consciousness.
Is her body really going against her wishes?
Oh um um um um um !!!
I don't know anything. Nangong Xuan's squirting pleasure made her fly to the sky and lie in the clouds.
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