The night is deep, the windows in the bedroom are slightly open, the breeze slips into the cracks, blowing into the room reflected by the light, and seeping into the strong atmosphere of joy in the bedroom
There is a big bed next to the wall of the bedroom, and the bed tent is almost to the ground, and the wind does not move.
Behind the thin material, a pair of people could be seen lying on the bed naked, the tall one holding the petite one in a hug, and the paired figures were like hills, quietly relying on each other.
The male voice in the tent called: A Wan
The petite man said huh, his nasal sound was light, short and lazy, like a sweet glutinous rice dumpling, a small ball of sweet and soft, and the water was filled with sweetness and sweetness in people's hearts.
The man asked in a low voice, and the woman responded like a mosquito, as if she was saying good words
The figure in the tent moved in a vague way, the woman lying on her back, and the man's wide figure was half-cage of her
Um... Well... The woman began to pant lightly, the two of them tangled and wriggled, and the tweeting sound of kissing the lips and tongues
Suddenly, one leg was raised from a tangled figure, which was thick and strong, clearly belonging to the man. He bent and stepped on the bed, and his long arms lifted up the other leg, which was well-proportioned and slender, with slender ankles.
Yuan Wanran turned her head and faced Han Yi lying on her side, her husband... um!
She wondered why Han Yi half raised his feet this time, and felt that the secret place in the center of his legs was asked to penetrate him and spread it out.
Ah... Ha Ah... She pillowed on Han's arm, enduring that he was repeatedly in and out again. Out of the corner of his eyes, the bed tent seemed to be shaking as if nothing had happened. It was she that made Han tremble and dazzled, or the two of them were shaking the swaying bed, causing the tent to rust out.
She had no time to distinguish anyway, so she gently let Han Yi hold her, filling her vagina with scorching iron
Han Yi seemed to be deprived of it. He hooked her neck with one hand and kissed her with the other hand, hooked her raised legs on her shoulder, saving her strength, and his big hand could reach her chest and rub her breasts.
Yuan Wanran teaches people to kiss her mouth, teaches people to rub her breasts, and teaches people to pound her holes. The three most fragile places are not idle, and they can't take care of her, and they feel that they make a comeback very quickly.
She pressed against Han's head and whispered softly: My husband...
Here, Han Yi held the person in his arms, his waist and hips kept swinging, and repeatedly pushed his thick and long into her body, entering the wet and tender secret realm lubricated with honey liquid and his residual semen.
Lying on her side, he was very convenient to see the expression of the person in his arms
His slow and moderate in and out clearly made Xiao Awan very useful. His beautiful face was originally white and red, but now his cheeks were even more colorful. His eyes, with slightly drooping eyes, turned away as his black pupils faced him, and his slightly exposed eyes were all charming.
After a while, her expression changed again, her eyebrows stretched out, her eyes half closed, as if she was slightly drunk, she seemed to be smiling, her rosy little mouth opened slightly, um, AhAh moaned delicately
The snow on her chest was as abundant as it was, with small red fruits growing on the peaks, and the tentacles were tender and ecstatic.
At first, he was in and out slowly. When he pushed her, the snow was soft and soft. When he was heavy, the round and cream rippled like waves, dazzling
He didn't realize that he was getting more forceful and fucked
Um...Ah...Ah... Yuan Wanran's watery eyes suddenly opened wide, and then fell into the passionate joy. Her eyes were as silk as silk, and her arms unknowingly climbed up to Han Yi, and her slender fingers were trapped in his hair.
The man's hard clone was pressed against her tender flesh and rubbed hard, powerful and pity-free. The joyful numbness rushes inside her body and becomes fierce
Husband... Husband Ah... She looked towards Han without realizing it, and her delicate eyebrows frowned
Discomfort? Han Yi asked by pressing her pink cheek, but his lower body has not slackened and his breathing has not been disturbed.
Ah...No... Very no...AhAh... She finally breathed and answered, so she taught Han Yi to rub her sensitive parts and jumped to a peak happily in an instant
Because she couldn't bear to eat, she arched her back and trembled with a crying voice. She looked like a flower that was poured by rain and dew, trembling slightly.
Han repeatedly hesitated and let go and charge into the battle. The hard and swollen male root squeezed into the tiny crack of the flower, opened the delicate hole, filled the flower path, and stood up tirelessly, pushing out the dripping honey juice.
Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Yuan Wanran got the thick fast place and couldn't help but scream.
The joy is everywhere, one wave is stronger than another. Her legs are raised on Han's shoulder. She was originally slightly bent to the sky, but she couldn't stand the numbness of her lower body and suddenly burst out.
Han was intoxicated when he saw her reaction, twisted his waist and raised his hips and grinded her deeply, kissed her cherry lips, and rubbed her plump breasts with her big hands, so that his little Awan would even more crazy
The shaking figures intertwined on the tent, the strong man could not hold back and forth, covering the soft female body, a beautiful leg pressed against the man's shoulder, the delicate toes were shaking forward and back a few times, sometimes straight, sometimes weak, like a trapped beast struggling to death
Um... Um... Um! Yuan Wanran taught Han Yi to cover his lips with a kiss, and his lower body was hit by his clone. He could only moan in a muffled voice, trying his best to vent the joy that had nowhere to dissipate, as if he was begging for mercy
After finally letting go of her mouth, she couldn't help but let out her screams. Ah...Happy husband...
Happy shattered her remaining mind. Her cherry mouth opened and she cried and panted. She couldn't control the silver-like scent from the corner of her mouth. Her trembling snow legs slipped off from Han Yi's shoulders and hung on Han Yi's raised legs.
Ha Ah... Ha Ah... She was so angry that when Han Yiyou hugged her neck behind her back, she felt that he couldn't stop rushing in, teaching herself to be happy, so happy that her eyes burst into tears, and the flowers flowed in spring water
She lost her energy and had the remaining instinct to grab Han Yi and rub the other palm of her snow breasts. She was like a drowning person catching straw, hoping to use this to spend the crazy stimulation brought by the mercy of the mercy.
The deep muddy part of the muddy part began to twist, the tighter the tighter the more it twisted, the tighter the tighter it became. The last tide finally came.
She closed her eyes, her eyes rolled over, her delicate body covered with sweat was trembling and spasming, and she was so happy that her mind was filled with a brilliant blank space...
There is a big bed next to the wall of the bedroom, and the bed tent is almost to the ground, and the wind does not move.
Behind the thin material, a pair of people could be seen lying on the bed naked, the tall one holding the petite one in a hug, and the paired figures were like hills, quietly relying on each other.
The male voice in the tent called: A Wan
The petite man said huh, his nasal sound was light, short and lazy, like a sweet glutinous rice dumpling, a small ball of sweet and soft, and the water was filled with sweetness and sweetness in people's hearts.
The man asked in a low voice, and the woman responded like a mosquito, as if she was saying good words
The figure in the tent moved in a vague way, the woman lying on her back, and the man's wide figure was half-cage of her
Um... Well... The woman began to pant lightly, the two of them tangled and wriggled, and the tweeting sound of kissing the lips and tongues
Suddenly, one leg was raised from a tangled figure, which was thick and strong, clearly belonging to the man. He bent and stepped on the bed, and his long arms lifted up the other leg, which was well-proportioned and slender, with slender ankles.
Yuan Wanran turned her head and faced Han Yi lying on her side, her husband... um!
She wondered why Han Yi half raised his feet this time, and felt that the secret place in the center of his legs was asked to penetrate him and spread it out.
Ah... Ha Ah... She pillowed on Han's arm, enduring that he was repeatedly in and out again. Out of the corner of his eyes, the bed tent seemed to be shaking as if nothing had happened. It was she that made Han tremble and dazzled, or the two of them were shaking the swaying bed, causing the tent to rust out.
She had no time to distinguish anyway, so she gently let Han Yi hold her, filling her vagina with scorching iron
Han Yi seemed to be deprived of it. He hooked her neck with one hand and kissed her with the other hand, hooked her raised legs on her shoulder, saving her strength, and his big hand could reach her chest and rub her breasts.
Yuan Wanran teaches people to kiss her mouth, teaches people to rub her breasts, and teaches people to pound her holes. The three most fragile places are not idle, and they can't take care of her, and they feel that they make a comeback very quickly.
She pressed against Han's head and whispered softly: My husband...
Here, Han Yi held the person in his arms, his waist and hips kept swinging, and repeatedly pushed his thick and long into her body, entering the wet and tender secret realm lubricated with honey liquid and his residual semen.
Lying on her side, he was very convenient to see the expression of the person in his arms
His slow and moderate in and out clearly made Xiao Awan very useful. His beautiful face was originally white and red, but now his cheeks were even more colorful. His eyes, with slightly drooping eyes, turned away as his black pupils faced him, and his slightly exposed eyes were all charming.
After a while, her expression changed again, her eyebrows stretched out, her eyes half closed, as if she was slightly drunk, she seemed to be smiling, her rosy little mouth opened slightly, um, AhAh moaned delicately
The snow on her chest was as abundant as it was, with small red fruits growing on the peaks, and the tentacles were tender and ecstatic.
At first, he was in and out slowly. When he pushed her, the snow was soft and soft. When he was heavy, the round and cream rippled like waves, dazzling
He didn't realize that he was getting more forceful and fucked
Um...Ah...Ah... Yuan Wanran's watery eyes suddenly opened wide, and then fell into the passionate joy. Her eyes were as silk as silk, and her arms unknowingly climbed up to Han Yi, and her slender fingers were trapped in his hair.
The man's hard clone was pressed against her tender flesh and rubbed hard, powerful and pity-free. The joyful numbness rushes inside her body and becomes fierce
Husband... Husband Ah... She looked towards Han without realizing it, and her delicate eyebrows frowned
Discomfort? Han Yi asked by pressing her pink cheek, but his lower body has not slackened and his breathing has not been disturbed.
Ah...No... Very no...AhAh... She finally breathed and answered, so she taught Han Yi to rub her sensitive parts and jumped to a peak happily in an instant
Because she couldn't bear to eat, she arched her back and trembled with a crying voice. She looked like a flower that was poured by rain and dew, trembling slightly.
Han repeatedly hesitated and let go and charge into the battle. The hard and swollen male root squeezed into the tiny crack of the flower, opened the delicate hole, filled the flower path, and stood up tirelessly, pushing out the dripping honey juice.
Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Yuan Wanran got the thick fast place and couldn't help but scream.
The joy is everywhere, one wave is stronger than another. Her legs are raised on Han's shoulder. She was originally slightly bent to the sky, but she couldn't stand the numbness of her lower body and suddenly burst out.
Han was intoxicated when he saw her reaction, twisted his waist and raised his hips and grinded her deeply, kissed her cherry lips, and rubbed her plump breasts with her big hands, so that his little Awan would even more crazy
The shaking figures intertwined on the tent, the strong man could not hold back and forth, covering the soft female body, a beautiful leg pressed against the man's shoulder, the delicate toes were shaking forward and back a few times, sometimes straight, sometimes weak, like a trapped beast struggling to death
Um... Um... Um! Yuan Wanran taught Han Yi to cover his lips with a kiss, and his lower body was hit by his clone. He could only moan in a muffled voice, trying his best to vent the joy that had nowhere to dissipate, as if he was begging for mercy
After finally letting go of her mouth, she couldn't help but let out her screams. Ah...Happy husband...
Happy shattered her remaining mind. Her cherry mouth opened and she cried and panted. She couldn't control the silver-like scent from the corner of her mouth. Her trembling snow legs slipped off from Han Yi's shoulders and hung on Han Yi's raised legs.
Ha Ah... Ha Ah... She was so angry that when Han Yiyou hugged her neck behind her back, she felt that he couldn't stop rushing in, teaching herself to be happy, so happy that her eyes burst into tears, and the flowers flowed in spring water
She lost her energy and had the remaining instinct to grab Han Yi and rub the other palm of her snow breasts. She was like a drowning person catching straw, hoping to use this to spend the crazy stimulation brought by the mercy of the mercy.
The deep muddy part of the muddy part began to twist, the tighter the tighter the more it twisted, the tighter the tighter it became. The last tide finally came.
She closed her eyes, her eyes rolled over, her delicate body covered with sweat was trembling and spasming, and she was so happy that her mind was filled with a brilliant blank space...
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