The bathroom is spacious and the echoes are particularly clear and beautiful. Her soft voice is sometimes shy and sometimes joyful, and her tenderness is sometimes soft
Zhao Ye listened, this water-like mèi made it extremely cute and ecstatic.
He pressed the turbulent and burned hard under his abdomen, and continued to touch Yuan Wanran's delicate flowers. His fingers wet with honey accurately stroked the berries hidden in the buds.
The small berries are now exposed naked from tender skin. They are bright red and cute and sensitive. Just gently touched, a cluster of small and sharp numbness will emerge. Yuan Wanran shook lightly as if she was touched by electricity.
She raised her body slightly, glanced at her lower part, between her legs was Zhao Ye burying her head for sucking her affectionately. This scene was too lewd, and her flower path suddenly shrank and her pleasure doubled. She whispered softly and lay back on the couch with a soft cry.
Zhao Ye was calm and wrapped her warm tongue with a belly of her red fruit, licked it lightly, and finally took it in her mouth and sucked it.
Ah... Yuan Wanran's flower core was sucked, and the pleasure jumped to the next level
At first she enjoyed it, and as the pleasure accumulates, it is a bit unpredictable
Her naked body began to move on the couch, but Zhao Ye's wing refused to let him go, forcing her to be unable to do so. She could only use moans to vent her depression.
Hah... Hah... The love waves of her lower abdomen were surging, and she couldn't bear the burden. She raked onto Zhao Ye's hair with a slender hand, trying to push people farther away, but she was reluctant to let them go when they were about to. She pulled people closer, but now she couldn't bear the stimulation, let alone more?
She was sobbing in confusion, her husband...AhAh...her husband...
Zhao Ye was calm and still rampant, the Jiaoguo trapped in his mouth several times Yuan Wanran's little hand on the back of his head grabbed her, silently indicating that she flew to the top of the love wave, but this was not enough, he wanted her to be happier
He continued to suck Yuan Wanran's sweet fruit, but the little fruit of Pity was trembling helplessly while sucking his lips and tongue. Its owner could no longer bear it and trembled. A wave of honey liquid flowed from the petals.
Zhao Ye stood up, took off his pants in his hand, and his eyes were greedy and stuck to Yuan Wanran's body.
His little wife slumped on the couch and gasped, her little face was filled with clouds, and her expression was confused and satisfied, just like a green peach blossom, pink and bright, spitting out the endless spring scenery
He quickly returned between her legs and knelt down, straightened his waist and squeezed the swollen roasted iron into the tender woman's body
Um...Ah... Yuan Wanran groaned, then sighed happily
Zhao Ye caresses his hands and mouth, although it brings joy, the emptiness in her secret path is still lingering
Now Zhao Ye runs through her, her male roots are densely filled with female diameters, which not only enriches her body, but also makes her feel sincerely happy when she is combined with Zhao Ye.
Her watery gaze fell to Zhao Ye, and the man raised his head and closed his eyes and enjoyed it. Then he opened his eyes and the two of them looked at each other.
She was caught as if she was peeping at someone's secrets. She immediately lowered her eyes with guilt, and soon the man's big hand gently came to her pink cheeks.
Zhao Ye held her side with one hand and started to move rhythmically, held her face with the other hand, and smiled.
Wanwan, you are so soft and tender, it makes me feel so comfortable
What Zhao Ye said involves being accustomed to evil, but he is tender and kind. Yuan Wanran is happy that she can bring her own men happiness. She purses her lips and blushs her face and doesn't know how to answer, but her heart is sweet
Zhao Ye smiled badly in the blink of an eye, pulled away from his clone, and pushed hard into her depths.
AhAh... Yuan Wanran fell from the peak of love. After this collision, her soul flew again, and another ray of spring water leaked.
Zhao Ye took a breath and enjoyed the tight tangle of the man under him, but saw her woolly looking at her, with tears that were knocked out for herself in her eyes, as if she was saying, "Bad guy, bullying others."
Zhao Ye shook his heart, leaned down and hugged her and kissed her forehead gently
Shh, Wanwan doesn't cry, he sucks softly, I'll bully you lightly
He had no intention of chasing and fighting hard, and the confrontation just now was purely funny
Yuan Wanran heard that he bullied you lightly, and was both angry and funny. She hit him softly on his shoulder. In fact, she didn't mean to be angry with him. Later, after he was comforted by his gentleness, she was full of tenderness and lingering.
Zhao Ye resumed his twitching, and the offensive was stable this time. Wanwan, would you bully you like this?
Yuan Wanran hummed without comment, hugged this man of her own, followed him every time he advanced into the couch and swayed, panting.
The man's strong body covered her body and impacted her. The solid male roots entered her body and gradually became deeper and deeper. The flower path was refreshing and scattered.
The strong arms, chest, thighs...
The muscles everywhere are swelling, squeezing her
The low breathing sound occasionally seemed to be in her ears, seducing her to shrink her flesh
So happy... Yuan Wanran's heart trembled, as if the flowers were swaying lightly in the spring breeze. There was a urge to take over her body, Zhao Ye, inside and out. It's great
Suddenly she became excited and tender. Unconsciously, her jade legs wrapped around Zhao Ye's waist, and her slender neck twisted, so that she could print her cherry lips to his ears.
After this kiss, some desire opened the gate. She couldn't help but kiss his smooth forehead again. Every time she pushed, her forehead slightly exposed, her tight cheeks, and the corners of her mouth...
It was about to kiss Zhao Ye's beautiful diamond lips, Yuan Wanran's mind was filled with a flash of inspiration.
She remembered that Zhao Ye didn't like to kiss him and he never kissed her
Yuan Wanran stopped in time and put her face on Zhao Ye's cheek. She sighed quietly in her moan and wiped the traces. Only she knew it.
She didn't know that Zhao Ye saw her kissing her, and his heart had been waiting with breath for a long time. When she gave up, the heart fell down fiercely.
Is your kiss still only for the elder brother? Zhao Ye thought so, holding the arm of the person in his arms tightened instantly.
...Husband? Before Yuan Wanran's call came to an end, Zhao Ye straightened his upper body, held her thighs, raised her lower body and leaned towards him, and accelerated his strength to explore the flower hole under his waist
Princess, husband...Ah... Yuan Wanran was not careful that Zhao Ye's offensive suddenly became excited, and her current posture of intercourse was different from the past. She could only let Zhao Ye do it
Soon, her confusion turned to joy under Zhao Ye's manipulation, and she had no time to think about why he suddenly asked for it.
Um... um... Her starry eyes were half closed, and she savored the numbness and refreshingness that Zhao Ye had easily polished into deep. She accidentally swept his arm, and her muscles were tightened because she held her hard.
Will this be very tired? Yuan Wanran gasped and barely thought with her remaining mind.
After struggling and hesitating for a few breaths, she covered her lips with her back and her eyes closed with red ears. She quietly followed Zhao Ye's hand to lift her hips and bend her legs, and gently pedaled the couch with lotus feet.
In this way, Zhao Ye lifted her lower body and inserted it to save some arm strength.
This understanding attitude did not escape Zhao Ye's eyes. He looked down and lowered his body to fuck and put down her legs.
Yuan Wanran gasped and opened her bright eyes again,...Honey?
Just now, your legs are sore. Zhao Ye replied, aiming his narrow waist and strong buttocks at Yuan Wanran's water hole, twisting the scorching iron in the narrow path, changing the direction and force, pounding a pestle and scratching every place that made her crazy
AhAhAh... Yuan Wanran shouted that Zhao Ye's attack was accurate and fierce, and the pleasure of the flower path was magnified. She almost drowned into the whirlpool of love between men and women, but unfortunately she couldn't be distracted
The wooden couch under her was a woven couch. The wooden couch was light and Zhao Ye fucked violently. Every time he confronted her, he not only squeezed her towards the head of the couch, but also bumped abnormally.
Face...Ah...My husband...Yuan Wanran reminded: The wooden couch...is going to collapse...AhAh...
Zhao Ye also noticed that the wooden couch was unstable. Thinking that they did not move, Yuan Wanran was distracted and could not enjoy the whole life. Furthermore, the wooden couch was indeed distracted. It didn't matter if he beat the sea and fell, but his little wife couldn't stand it.
He immediately thrust slowly, helped Yuan Wanran up, patted her thighs and hooked her legs tightly
Um... Yuan Wanran wrapped around Zhao Ye's neck, wrapped her legs around his waist, and asked him to take him out of the couch
Suddenly, Zhao Ye's arm was lifted from under her legs, and he got off the bed and went to the walkway of the bedroom.
Yuan Wanran gasped lightly, faintly feeling lost
The pleasure in her body was rising, but once she stopped having sex, the intoxicating feeling would no longer fade away
Although Zhao Ye still fills the vagina tightly, he rubs and moves happily, but it is not as comfortable as regular insertion.
At this time, Zhao Ye landed on the ground and walked forward, and his arms also bulged and held her up, so his male root was removed from his vagina.
Yuan Wanran's flower path tightened, and the mèi meat instinctively wrapped around the hard and hot meat pillar. Zhao Yejian's arms loosened, and her body fell, and the secret path swallowed back to the male root.
Ah... Yuan Wanran's cherry mouth opened slightly, both for joy and for surprise
Can you actually get along while walking?
Zhao Ye told her in action that he could
He walked steadily, held her easily, grasping the strength and depth that the beautiful man in his arms could withstand, so that her wet and tender pussy tightly wrapped around her hard flesh pillars suddenly fell
Woo...Ah... Yuan Wanran raised her chin and whispered, and her long hair flowed and flew behind her
Her round buttocks were suddenly lifted up under Zhao Ye's control, and then fell down. The huge crown of the man's head was pushed into the depths of the flower path, which made her happy and kept shouting.
The soft mèi sound was so tempting. Zhao Ye held his little wife and asked knowingly: Very happy?
AhAh... Yuan Wanran was full of joy, how could she have the time to answer?
Zhao Ye did not ask questions, and continued walking and twitching until he stopped in front of the aisle window.
It was too late, Yuan Wanran was afraid of the darkness, and the window sash lock had not been opened. The window was embedded on the wall again, and a piece of land was empty behind the window sill, which was almost the right size to sit on Yuan Wanran
Zhao Ye put his little wife on the windowsill, letting her back lean against the windowsill, and some of her hips hang in the air.
A happier come. Zhao Ye said lightly, pushing her legs open, pushing her vagina to the bottom
Ha... Yuan Wanran's flower path suddenly became full and felt sore and unspeakable.
Zhao Ye continued to pound the pestle, gentle but tough, and reached the end again and again
AhAh...My husband... Yuan Wanran sighed, and in a short while, she forced her to the small peak and flew towards the higher peaks
Puchi Puchi... Papa... The sound of their sex floated in the aisle, and her mèi could not suppress her moans.
When the pleasure began to be too strong, Yuan Wanran struggled. At this time, she woke up and felt that she was framed in the window hole. Behind was a locked window sash, on both sides were walls, and in front...
Zhao Yezhi stood in front of the window hole and covered her tightly. His tall body was like his clone, strong and naked, blocking her tightly in front of him and in the flower path.
He became the only visible part of her sight, just like the only master of heaven and earth, and she was trapped in the window, a little beast that fell into a trap
The oil lamp is slanted on the side, Zhao Ye's handsome face is clear on one side, and his other half is faintly hidden in the darkness, mysterious and solemn
Such a person looks calm and even if he possesses her fiercely, she can only chant loudly, open his legs and let him go straight in, and do whatever he wants
Yuan Wanran's moans gradually became crying. Zhao Ye eased his impact, but he remained strong. He firmly continued to penetrate her wet and soft secret realm, and splashed out from the soft legs.
The pleasure came one after another, and the inner tide surged and tense. Yuan Wanran raised her head and cried. After a while, the familiar spasms swept away in the flower path, and her lower abdomen and legs trembled.
Her husband... She was so angry that she cried. Her arms stretched out toward Zhao Ye, and Zhao Ye immediately leaned over toward him.
She just wrapped around Zhao Ye's neck, leaning on his shoulder like a mandarin duck's neck. The numb thunder that surged deep in her body exploded. She felt nothing except happiness.
Zhao Ye listened, this water-like mèi made it extremely cute and ecstatic.
He pressed the turbulent and burned hard under his abdomen, and continued to touch Yuan Wanran's delicate flowers. His fingers wet with honey accurately stroked the berries hidden in the buds.
The small berries are now exposed naked from tender skin. They are bright red and cute and sensitive. Just gently touched, a cluster of small and sharp numbness will emerge. Yuan Wanran shook lightly as if she was touched by electricity.
She raised her body slightly, glanced at her lower part, between her legs was Zhao Ye burying her head for sucking her affectionately. This scene was too lewd, and her flower path suddenly shrank and her pleasure doubled. She whispered softly and lay back on the couch with a soft cry.
Zhao Ye was calm and wrapped her warm tongue with a belly of her red fruit, licked it lightly, and finally took it in her mouth and sucked it.
Ah... Yuan Wanran's flower core was sucked, and the pleasure jumped to the next level
At first she enjoyed it, and as the pleasure accumulates, it is a bit unpredictable
Her naked body began to move on the couch, but Zhao Ye's wing refused to let him go, forcing her to be unable to do so. She could only use moans to vent her depression.
Hah... Hah... The love waves of her lower abdomen were surging, and she couldn't bear the burden. She raked onto Zhao Ye's hair with a slender hand, trying to push people farther away, but she was reluctant to let them go when they were about to. She pulled people closer, but now she couldn't bear the stimulation, let alone more?
She was sobbing in confusion, her husband...AhAh...her husband...
Zhao Ye was calm and still rampant, the Jiaoguo trapped in his mouth several times Yuan Wanran's little hand on the back of his head grabbed her, silently indicating that she flew to the top of the love wave, but this was not enough, he wanted her to be happier
He continued to suck Yuan Wanran's sweet fruit, but the little fruit of Pity was trembling helplessly while sucking his lips and tongue. Its owner could no longer bear it and trembled. A wave of honey liquid flowed from the petals.
Zhao Ye stood up, took off his pants in his hand, and his eyes were greedy and stuck to Yuan Wanran's body.
His little wife slumped on the couch and gasped, her little face was filled with clouds, and her expression was confused and satisfied, just like a green peach blossom, pink and bright, spitting out the endless spring scenery
He quickly returned between her legs and knelt down, straightened his waist and squeezed the swollen roasted iron into the tender woman's body
Um...Ah... Yuan Wanran groaned, then sighed happily
Zhao Ye caresses his hands and mouth, although it brings joy, the emptiness in her secret path is still lingering
Now Zhao Ye runs through her, her male roots are densely filled with female diameters, which not only enriches her body, but also makes her feel sincerely happy when she is combined with Zhao Ye.
Her watery gaze fell to Zhao Ye, and the man raised his head and closed his eyes and enjoyed it. Then he opened his eyes and the two of them looked at each other.
She was caught as if she was peeping at someone's secrets. She immediately lowered her eyes with guilt, and soon the man's big hand gently came to her pink cheeks.
Zhao Ye held her side with one hand and started to move rhythmically, held her face with the other hand, and smiled.
Wanwan, you are so soft and tender, it makes me feel so comfortable
What Zhao Ye said involves being accustomed to evil, but he is tender and kind. Yuan Wanran is happy that she can bring her own men happiness. She purses her lips and blushs her face and doesn't know how to answer, but her heart is sweet
Zhao Ye smiled badly in the blink of an eye, pulled away from his clone, and pushed hard into her depths.
AhAh... Yuan Wanran fell from the peak of love. After this collision, her soul flew again, and another ray of spring water leaked.
Zhao Ye took a breath and enjoyed the tight tangle of the man under him, but saw her woolly looking at her, with tears that were knocked out for herself in her eyes, as if she was saying, "Bad guy, bullying others."
Zhao Ye shook his heart, leaned down and hugged her and kissed her forehead gently
Shh, Wanwan doesn't cry, he sucks softly, I'll bully you lightly
He had no intention of chasing and fighting hard, and the confrontation just now was purely funny
Yuan Wanran heard that he bullied you lightly, and was both angry and funny. She hit him softly on his shoulder. In fact, she didn't mean to be angry with him. Later, after he was comforted by his gentleness, she was full of tenderness and lingering.
Zhao Ye resumed his twitching, and the offensive was stable this time. Wanwan, would you bully you like this?
Yuan Wanran hummed without comment, hugged this man of her own, followed him every time he advanced into the couch and swayed, panting.
The man's strong body covered her body and impacted her. The solid male roots entered her body and gradually became deeper and deeper. The flower path was refreshing and scattered.
The strong arms, chest, thighs...
The muscles everywhere are swelling, squeezing her
The low breathing sound occasionally seemed to be in her ears, seducing her to shrink her flesh
So happy... Yuan Wanran's heart trembled, as if the flowers were swaying lightly in the spring breeze. There was a urge to take over her body, Zhao Ye, inside and out. It's great
Suddenly she became excited and tender. Unconsciously, her jade legs wrapped around Zhao Ye's waist, and her slender neck twisted, so that she could print her cherry lips to his ears.
After this kiss, some desire opened the gate. She couldn't help but kiss his smooth forehead again. Every time she pushed, her forehead slightly exposed, her tight cheeks, and the corners of her mouth...
It was about to kiss Zhao Ye's beautiful diamond lips, Yuan Wanran's mind was filled with a flash of inspiration.
She remembered that Zhao Ye didn't like to kiss him and he never kissed her
Yuan Wanran stopped in time and put her face on Zhao Ye's cheek. She sighed quietly in her moan and wiped the traces. Only she knew it.
She didn't know that Zhao Ye saw her kissing her, and his heart had been waiting with breath for a long time. When she gave up, the heart fell down fiercely.
Is your kiss still only for the elder brother? Zhao Ye thought so, holding the arm of the person in his arms tightened instantly.
...Husband? Before Yuan Wanran's call came to an end, Zhao Ye straightened his upper body, held her thighs, raised her lower body and leaned towards him, and accelerated his strength to explore the flower hole under his waist
Princess, husband...Ah... Yuan Wanran was not careful that Zhao Ye's offensive suddenly became excited, and her current posture of intercourse was different from the past. She could only let Zhao Ye do it
Soon, her confusion turned to joy under Zhao Ye's manipulation, and she had no time to think about why he suddenly asked for it.
Um... um... Her starry eyes were half closed, and she savored the numbness and refreshingness that Zhao Ye had easily polished into deep. She accidentally swept his arm, and her muscles were tightened because she held her hard.
Will this be very tired? Yuan Wanran gasped and barely thought with her remaining mind.
After struggling and hesitating for a few breaths, she covered her lips with her back and her eyes closed with red ears. She quietly followed Zhao Ye's hand to lift her hips and bend her legs, and gently pedaled the couch with lotus feet.
In this way, Zhao Ye lifted her lower body and inserted it to save some arm strength.
This understanding attitude did not escape Zhao Ye's eyes. He looked down and lowered his body to fuck and put down her legs.
Yuan Wanran gasped and opened her bright eyes again,...Honey?
Just now, your legs are sore. Zhao Ye replied, aiming his narrow waist and strong buttocks at Yuan Wanran's water hole, twisting the scorching iron in the narrow path, changing the direction and force, pounding a pestle and scratching every place that made her crazy
AhAhAh... Yuan Wanran shouted that Zhao Ye's attack was accurate and fierce, and the pleasure of the flower path was magnified. She almost drowned into the whirlpool of love between men and women, but unfortunately she couldn't be distracted
The wooden couch under her was a woven couch. The wooden couch was light and Zhao Ye fucked violently. Every time he confronted her, he not only squeezed her towards the head of the couch, but also bumped abnormally.
Face...Ah...My husband...Yuan Wanran reminded: The wooden couch...is going to collapse...AhAh...
Zhao Ye also noticed that the wooden couch was unstable. Thinking that they did not move, Yuan Wanran was distracted and could not enjoy the whole life. Furthermore, the wooden couch was indeed distracted. It didn't matter if he beat the sea and fell, but his little wife couldn't stand it.
He immediately thrust slowly, helped Yuan Wanran up, patted her thighs and hooked her legs tightly
Um... Yuan Wanran wrapped around Zhao Ye's neck, wrapped her legs around his waist, and asked him to take him out of the couch
Suddenly, Zhao Ye's arm was lifted from under her legs, and he got off the bed and went to the walkway of the bedroom.
Yuan Wanran gasped lightly, faintly feeling lost
The pleasure in her body was rising, but once she stopped having sex, the intoxicating feeling would no longer fade away
Although Zhao Ye still fills the vagina tightly, he rubs and moves happily, but it is not as comfortable as regular insertion.
At this time, Zhao Ye landed on the ground and walked forward, and his arms also bulged and held her up, so his male root was removed from his vagina.
Yuan Wanran's flower path tightened, and the mèi meat instinctively wrapped around the hard and hot meat pillar. Zhao Yejian's arms loosened, and her body fell, and the secret path swallowed back to the male root.
Ah... Yuan Wanran's cherry mouth opened slightly, both for joy and for surprise
Can you actually get along while walking?
Zhao Ye told her in action that he could
He walked steadily, held her easily, grasping the strength and depth that the beautiful man in his arms could withstand, so that her wet and tender pussy tightly wrapped around her hard flesh pillars suddenly fell
Woo...Ah... Yuan Wanran raised her chin and whispered, and her long hair flowed and flew behind her
Her round buttocks were suddenly lifted up under Zhao Ye's control, and then fell down. The huge crown of the man's head was pushed into the depths of the flower path, which made her happy and kept shouting.
The soft mèi sound was so tempting. Zhao Ye held his little wife and asked knowingly: Very happy?
AhAh... Yuan Wanran was full of joy, how could she have the time to answer?
Zhao Ye did not ask questions, and continued walking and twitching until he stopped in front of the aisle window.
It was too late, Yuan Wanran was afraid of the darkness, and the window sash lock had not been opened. The window was embedded on the wall again, and a piece of land was empty behind the window sill, which was almost the right size to sit on Yuan Wanran
Zhao Ye put his little wife on the windowsill, letting her back lean against the windowsill, and some of her hips hang in the air.
A happier come. Zhao Ye said lightly, pushing her legs open, pushing her vagina to the bottom
Ha... Yuan Wanran's flower path suddenly became full and felt sore and unspeakable.
Zhao Ye continued to pound the pestle, gentle but tough, and reached the end again and again
AhAh...My husband... Yuan Wanran sighed, and in a short while, she forced her to the small peak and flew towards the higher peaks
Puchi Puchi... Papa... The sound of their sex floated in the aisle, and her mèi could not suppress her moans.
When the pleasure began to be too strong, Yuan Wanran struggled. At this time, she woke up and felt that she was framed in the window hole. Behind was a locked window sash, on both sides were walls, and in front...
Zhao Yezhi stood in front of the window hole and covered her tightly. His tall body was like his clone, strong and naked, blocking her tightly in front of him and in the flower path.
He became the only visible part of her sight, just like the only master of heaven and earth, and she was trapped in the window, a little beast that fell into a trap
The oil lamp is slanted on the side, Zhao Ye's handsome face is clear on one side, and his other half is faintly hidden in the darkness, mysterious and solemn
Such a person looks calm and even if he possesses her fiercely, she can only chant loudly, open his legs and let him go straight in, and do whatever he wants
Yuan Wanran's moans gradually became crying. Zhao Ye eased his impact, but he remained strong. He firmly continued to penetrate her wet and soft secret realm, and splashed out from the soft legs.
The pleasure came one after another, and the inner tide surged and tense. Yuan Wanran raised her head and cried. After a while, the familiar spasms swept away in the flower path, and her lower abdomen and legs trembled.
Her husband... She was so angry that she cried. Her arms stretched out toward Zhao Ye, and Zhao Ye immediately leaned over toward him.
She just wrapped around Zhao Ye's neck, leaning on his shoulder like a mandarin duck's neck. The numb thunder that surged deep in her body exploded. She felt nothing except happiness.
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