Suddenly, Wang Yifan's eyes lit up, attracting the attention of the thing on a close-fitting triangle clothing. The crotch of the triangle clothing had a pool of yellow traces visible to the naked eye, and that place was the position of the plump and plump part between Zuo Qiulan, which tightly wrapped around the plump and plump parts.
After seeing the faint yellow trace, Wang Yifan seemed to have seen a rare treasure in the world, and his head lowered. Although because Zuo Qiulan was outside, Wang Yifan did not dare to blatantly hold the triangular close-fitting clothing in his hand and play with it, he took a deep breath, as if he was about to inhale the faint breath emitted from the triangular close-fitting clothing into his lungs.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Yifan let the breath turn around his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, and began to close his eyes and savor the smell. Wang Yifan felt that the smell was a faint smell, and a faint smell that was indescribable.
The smell was hard to say, but Wang Yifan saw countless women and naturally knew that it was the breath flowing out from his plump and plump little mouth that was tightly wrapped in the triangle close-fitting clothes. After distinguishing this breath, Wang Yifan couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
Zuo Qiulan has just gotten married, and she is tender and sweet with her husband, enjoying the joy of the fish and water. But how could she have this kind of breath on her close-fitting triangle clothing? You know, the liquid flowing out of a woman's body is originally transparent. It will take a long time to form such yellow traces on the close-fitting clothes. The close-fitting triangle clothing only stays on her body for two days at most, so how could she flow out so much water?
Then there is only one possibility, that is, when Zuo Qiulan and her husband are intimate, they are wearing triangular close-fitting clothes. In this way, liquid will flow continuously onto the triangular close-fitting clothes, forming this yellow trace. Thinking of Zuo Qiulan's coquettish and slutty look when she is intimate with her husband in triangular close-fitting clothes, Wang Yifan couldn't help swallowing, and a part of his body also jumped twice.
Of course, there is another possibility, that is, although she is a newly married young woman, Zuo Qiulan's demands are particularly strong, and her husband cannot satisfy her, so she will comfort herself, and as the liquid flows out when she comforts herself, it will leave such a mark on the close-fitting triangle clothing.
But this possibility is not great. Wang Yifan still felt that his first judgment was more correct. Thinking of this, Wang Yifan couldn't help but walk out of the bathroom. Zuo Qiulan, who was watching TV, saw Wang Yifan walk out of the bathroom and stood up with a smile: Yifan, sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water
Wang Yifan nodded, sat leisurely on the sofa, and then looked at Zuo Qiulan from behind. Wang Yifan saw Zuo Qiulan's back, which was as tension as a young girl and as a mature young woman. Not to mention the positive, even the beautiful young woman's back can make men intoxicated.
Yingying's slender waist looked soft and boneless, but it gave people a feeling of strength. There was not even a little excess fat on her waist. Wang Yifan believed that with such a waist, she would definitely be able to play many difficult movements that made men dying of ecstasy in bed.
The round and perky beautiful palace held up his pants with some exaggeration. Behind her was a graceful lonely figure, seducing Wang Yifan's eyes. The middle line of the jeans divided her beautiful palace into two, and it was limited to her hall ditch from the tailbone, showing the outlines of the two thick hall flesh in front of Wang Yifan.
The two pieces of palace meat seemed unwilling to be bound by the trousers, and were trying hard to get outwards, as if they were about to break through the trousers and rush out to get out to fresh air. In this way, the lonely figure looked extra full and elastic, just like a ripe apple, waiting for someone to pick it.
At this moment, the plump and elastic hall, which was tightly wrapped in jeans, was swaying left and right as she walked. The swinging loneliness was not great, but it made Zuo Qiulan's beautiful palace draw out a series of beautiful lonely shapes in the air, making Wang Yifan's heart itchy.
Zuo Qiulan walked to the water dispenser and bent down to continue the water. This made her beautiful palace even more prominent in front of Wang Yifan. Her jeans were also supported by the beautiful palace, stretching out exaggeratedly, as if Zuo Qiulan's movements were a little bigger, the round and perky beautiful palace would be about to burst out.
Against the backdrop of the elastic beauty hall, the jeans are stretched onto the beautiful hall like Zuo Qiulan's second skin. They are shining against the sun, and look unique and charming.
Seeing Zuo Qiulan's beautiful palace almost burst out, Wang Yifan couldn't help but take a breath. Such a beautiful palace would definitely make people feel panicked. If he was Zuo Qiulan's husband, he would definitely let Zuo Qiulan use this posture to seduce himself every night. Until he couldn't help but tempt, he would roughly strip her jeans and lick every inch of her beautiful palace's skin with his tongue before entering her body.
Thinking of this, Wang Yifan felt a heat rise from his lower abdomen, and a part of his body that was ready to move became harder. If it weren't for the family's home, if there was a beautiful mature woman in the kitchen, Wang Yifan might have been unable to stand Zuo Qiulan's plump and elastic beauty hall, which was tightly wrapped in jeans, and he pounced on him and pressed this charming young woman under his body.
If she put on the close-fitting clothing I saw in the bathroom just now, and sent her beautiful palace to my noodles, so that I can enjoy it, that is, I will never change it no matter how big the official I am. Sizzy, I can't think, I can't think, maybe it's because my little brother hasn't tasted the meat for a long time. Thinking about these, I have the urge to spray.
Zuo Qiulan didn't expect that Wang Yifan had so many thoughts when he poured water. After pouring the water and putting it in front of Wang Yifan, Zuo Qiulan sat down opposite Wang Yifan. Wang Yifan looked at Zuo Qiulan with big watery eyes widened and looked at him. He thought of the round and perky beautiful palace of the beautiful woman he had just seen. Seeing his pants tightly wrapped, he couldn't help but feel a little swaying in his heart: By the way, Sister Qiulan, brother, why can't you see him every time you come?
After seeing the faint yellow trace, Wang Yifan seemed to have seen a rare treasure in the world, and his head lowered. Although because Zuo Qiulan was outside, Wang Yifan did not dare to blatantly hold the triangular close-fitting clothing in his hand and play with it, he took a deep breath, as if he was about to inhale the faint breath emitted from the triangular close-fitting clothing into his lungs.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Yifan let the breath turn around his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, and began to close his eyes and savor the smell. Wang Yifan felt that the smell was a faint smell, and a faint smell that was indescribable.
The smell was hard to say, but Wang Yifan saw countless women and naturally knew that it was the breath flowing out from his plump and plump little mouth that was tightly wrapped in the triangle close-fitting clothes. After distinguishing this breath, Wang Yifan couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
Zuo Qiulan has just gotten married, and she is tender and sweet with her husband, enjoying the joy of the fish and water. But how could she have this kind of breath on her close-fitting triangle clothing? You know, the liquid flowing out of a woman's body is originally transparent. It will take a long time to form such yellow traces on the close-fitting clothes. The close-fitting triangle clothing only stays on her body for two days at most, so how could she flow out so much water?
Then there is only one possibility, that is, when Zuo Qiulan and her husband are intimate, they are wearing triangular close-fitting clothes. In this way, liquid will flow continuously onto the triangular close-fitting clothes, forming this yellow trace. Thinking of Zuo Qiulan's coquettish and slutty look when she is intimate with her husband in triangular close-fitting clothes, Wang Yifan couldn't help swallowing, and a part of his body also jumped twice.
Of course, there is another possibility, that is, although she is a newly married young woman, Zuo Qiulan's demands are particularly strong, and her husband cannot satisfy her, so she will comfort herself, and as the liquid flows out when she comforts herself, it will leave such a mark on the close-fitting triangle clothing.
But this possibility is not great. Wang Yifan still felt that his first judgment was more correct. Thinking of this, Wang Yifan couldn't help but walk out of the bathroom. Zuo Qiulan, who was watching TV, saw Wang Yifan walk out of the bathroom and stood up with a smile: Yifan, sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water
Wang Yifan nodded, sat leisurely on the sofa, and then looked at Zuo Qiulan from behind. Wang Yifan saw Zuo Qiulan's back, which was as tension as a young girl and as a mature young woman. Not to mention the positive, even the beautiful young woman's back can make men intoxicated.
Yingying's slender waist looked soft and boneless, but it gave people a feeling of strength. There was not even a little excess fat on her waist. Wang Yifan believed that with such a waist, she would definitely be able to play many difficult movements that made men dying of ecstasy in bed.
The round and perky beautiful palace held up his pants with some exaggeration. Behind her was a graceful lonely figure, seducing Wang Yifan's eyes. The middle line of the jeans divided her beautiful palace into two, and it was limited to her hall ditch from the tailbone, showing the outlines of the two thick hall flesh in front of Wang Yifan.
The two pieces of palace meat seemed unwilling to be bound by the trousers, and were trying hard to get outwards, as if they were about to break through the trousers and rush out to get out to fresh air. In this way, the lonely figure looked extra full and elastic, just like a ripe apple, waiting for someone to pick it.
At this moment, the plump and elastic hall, which was tightly wrapped in jeans, was swaying left and right as she walked. The swinging loneliness was not great, but it made Zuo Qiulan's beautiful palace draw out a series of beautiful lonely shapes in the air, making Wang Yifan's heart itchy.
Zuo Qiulan walked to the water dispenser and bent down to continue the water. This made her beautiful palace even more prominent in front of Wang Yifan. Her jeans were also supported by the beautiful palace, stretching out exaggeratedly, as if Zuo Qiulan's movements were a little bigger, the round and perky beautiful palace would be about to burst out.
Against the backdrop of the elastic beauty hall, the jeans are stretched onto the beautiful hall like Zuo Qiulan's second skin. They are shining against the sun, and look unique and charming.
Seeing Zuo Qiulan's beautiful palace almost burst out, Wang Yifan couldn't help but take a breath. Such a beautiful palace would definitely make people feel panicked. If he was Zuo Qiulan's husband, he would definitely let Zuo Qiulan use this posture to seduce himself every night. Until he couldn't help but tempt, he would roughly strip her jeans and lick every inch of her beautiful palace's skin with his tongue before entering her body.
Thinking of this, Wang Yifan felt a heat rise from his lower abdomen, and a part of his body that was ready to move became harder. If it weren't for the family's home, if there was a beautiful mature woman in the kitchen, Wang Yifan might have been unable to stand Zuo Qiulan's plump and elastic beauty hall, which was tightly wrapped in jeans, and he pounced on him and pressed this charming young woman under his body.
If she put on the close-fitting clothing I saw in the bathroom just now, and sent her beautiful palace to my noodles, so that I can enjoy it, that is, I will never change it no matter how big the official I am. Sizzy, I can't think, I can't think, maybe it's because my little brother hasn't tasted the meat for a long time. Thinking about these, I have the urge to spray.
Zuo Qiulan didn't expect that Wang Yifan had so many thoughts when he poured water. After pouring the water and putting it in front of Wang Yifan, Zuo Qiulan sat down opposite Wang Yifan. Wang Yifan looked at Zuo Qiulan with big watery eyes widened and looked at him. He thought of the round and perky beautiful palace of the beautiful woman he had just seen. Seeing his pants tightly wrapped, he couldn't help but feel a little swaying in his heart: By the way, Sister Qiulan, brother, why can't you see him every time you come?
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