Before the pain on the flesh core could ease, the rough and long fingers pierced directly into the flesh cavity, and the thumb pressed the ravaged red and swollen pedicle beads, making a fuss.
Ning Wei couldn't help but tremble and shivered, and she became more and more difficult to get tired of her panting. He pulled out his long wet fingers and stabbed them directly into her lips.
Her long fingers penetrated her tongue, pressing her tongue, and the feeling of foreign objects in her throat made her unable to open her lips and endure her vomiting, making it harder to breathe.
The hem of the skirt was lifted, and there was a chill under her body, and the underwear was torn open hard. The next moment, the swelling and pain under the center of her legs made her frown. She seemed to feel comfortable in her beautiful eyes, and there was more pain.
It hurts... After her long fingers exited her lips, she was scattered with a word, and she was pinching her tender neck and half-pulled her upper body, and she was humming and gasping for a few uncomfortable times.
Is it fun to be fucked by my son?He looked at the trembling fragrant body under him, sneered and raped heavily, and every move he wanted to kill her.
He pulled it out after a few fucking times, pulled it off and pressed it under his crotch.
Ning Wei's legs were still trembling, and he pulled them to his crotch and was pushed to his knees. She was indescribable.
He looked at her kneeling in rags at her feet, sarcastically, just a few times?I can't stand anymore.
He dares to make a deal with him so badly.
He pulled the chair casually, sat down, his long legs naturally overlapped, and his leather shoes were pressed against her chin and raised them, "Do you think I can play to you to death?"
His smile was soaked in ice, not a question, as long as he thought, he could do it at any time.
The woman's posture is embarrassing, her elegant and noble body is no longer elegant, her appearance is sad, but her eyes are full of appearance.
Zhao Zongquan's mood finally improved a little.
It is the thing that pleases him to pull out a noble and thorny rose and till it completely.
Where is the boss?In the banquet living room, Zhao Shizhang's face became increasingly ugly.
The banquet is about to start, and I don’t know where to go to hang out.
The eldest brother is here to entertain the prince.Zhao Zongqi said uncertainly, and a little sour smell came out of his heart.
So what if his father doesn't like his elder brother, the prince and the gang of politicians only recognize him.
Go and call people out!Zhao Shizhang ordered, his tone as gloomy as his face.
Zhao Zongqi stammered, it's not good...
What should I do if I disturbed his elder brother's gentle land and held the barrel of the gun against his thing?
Zhao Zongqi is terrible. Such a thing can be a lifetime shadow.
It is said that the Third Prince Zhao is his ancestor and he has to offer him wherever he goes.
But he is his ancestor outside and a sheep at home. His father and his elder brother can kill him.
Zhao Shizhang looked at him with disgust in his eyes, and his face was full of hatred.
He gave all the most profitable and fattest businesses in the group, but he still made them die.
It's simply a mud that can't be supported on the wall.
Zhao Shizhang went to arrest the person himself, and he looked very angry when he looked at him.
He has never liked his boss, and he gave all the gang-related industries he had made when he first became rich.
They are the most difficult industries.
The boss was indeed successful, and he chewed all the hardest hard bones that were hard to chew. Just as the top was holding it tightly, he fought against the whitewashing of the industry.
He is just angry, why can't Zongqi fight for a little bit of anger? He can rest assured that half of the evil deeds.
In the wine storage room on the first floor of the basement, the woman was crushed under her body and raped her. Her skirt was shattered on her body, and a bitter whine spilled from time to time between her biting lips.
The man pressed his penis on the top and drove the piles quickly, and his low gasps soaked in comfort and satisfaction. Is his son's dick big?He bit her earlobe, his voice softly.
Ning Wei bit her lip, and opened her lip and gasped a few times. He became more and more unwilling to listen to him laughing in his ears.
Do you still know I am your mother?She was stern and stern, but her breath was weak and chaotic, and her words were breathing and trembling. Not only did she have no momentum, she could be considered weak.
He sneered, his eyes turned violently, and he grabbed her neck with one hand, and the force was so strong that it seemed like he was about to break it. You are fucking worthy.His tone was sinister, and a nanny who climbed the bed was worthy of being comparable to his mother.
The slender neck is tightly pinched by the big hands, and it is as fragile as a dying swan.
Legally... you have to admit... She has a difficult word, but she is unwilling to give in.
Zhao Zongquan almost strangled the person to death, then suddenly shook his mind, slowly stopped his hand, and glanced at the obviously terrifying circle of Yu Zi, with a moment of unnatural expression.
What to admit?He sneered and pressed her waist to continue to slap and slap.
Acknowledging Zhao Shizhang's resurgence of his stepson's dick?
He didn't know where the feeling of decay came from, and suddenly felt that playing like this made her feel bored. His face became indifferent, and his waist and hips were thrusting a few times, buried his roots in his tender cavity, and released them with low breath.
He got up, and the man under him was still lying on the ground, his torn skirt was lifted to his upper body, and his fair and tender buttocks were covered with blue and purple finger marks and slap marks.
Between the center of legs, wisps of thick white slowly overflowed and fell onto the stone bricks.
He looked at it, smiled contemptuously, and smoked another cigarette and lit it. If the old man doesn't do it, I'll do it for you.
They are all from the Zhao family.
Is the father’s debt to the son paying it? It’s also considered that the wealth and water will not flow to the outsiders’ fields.
He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch casually. It was almost time to start a banquet. He tapped his fingertips and got up.He ordered lightly, watched coldly, regardless of the fact that she was fucked, he was unable to stand firmly.
Ning Wei was holding her legs softly and holding the table before she could hold her back. She forced her to smile, would she help me?
Seeing him raise his eyebrows, he couldn't refuse, so he took his arm and stood firm against him.
Zhao Zongquan took both hands and let her go out of the basement with her arms in her arms. When she went up the stairs, she threw the person behind her.
Ning Wei climbed the stairs with difficulty and slowly, and just as she reached the corner, the entrance of the stairs above was already clamoring.
The prince and his staff are here, and the banquet is about to start now. Are you playing with women here?The low voice gritted his teeth and it was Zhao Shizhang.
Ning Wei stopped and leaned against the wall.
Just share your worries.A faint male voice and a lighter sound.
Even if she couldn't see it, she knew what Zhao Shizhang was angry. In normal times, this was an excellent opportunity to show off.
But she doesn't dare to go out now...
Just be a son's filial piety to his mother.His tone was very natural, and he underestimated the incest.
Ning Wei's back was pressed against the cold wall, and she was so afraid of anything she wanted...
She is your mother!Zhao Shizhang almost gritted his teeth and said word by word.
Ning Wei listened with a heart in her hands, feeling that he seemed to faint immediately.
Zhao Shizhang's face was so angry that his face turned red, and his eyes were as if he was soaked in blood.
He looked at it and laughed.
Do you care so much about that little nanny?
Zhao Shizhang burst into anger in his heart, and finally sighed, with only decay left behind in his eyes.
Xiaowei is a good boy. He sighed, silently not knowing what he was thinking. If I am gone one day, you should take good care of her.
Zhao Zongquan's face remained indifferent.
It is rare to hear such a tone of discussion from the old man.
I understand the truth if my husband dies.He sprinkled salt on the old man's wound again.
Zhao Shizhang was angry again and choked up, wanting to scold him but couldn't.
Ning Wei held the stairs on the wall and comforted her in time, "Zong Quan, your father's health is not yet well-behaved."
She only said half of the sentence, and the meaning was already very obvious.
Don't always be angry with him.
He is really a good nanny for the old man.
The nanny was not so good either. After taking care of her father, she was fucked by her son again.
When Zhao Shizhang saw the blue purple and Yu Hen on her exposed arm and neck, his anger that had just subsided was ignited again, and he slapped him hard.
This evil deed!
Zhao Zongquan was beaten so hard that he turned his head and immediately the corners of his mouth swelled up.
Zhao Shizhang wanted to fight again, Ning Wei stepped forward to stop him and comforted him gently.
He was too lazy to watch, so he just lifted his foot and left.
Behind him was the old man's angry curse, mixed with a few gentle words.
The restaurant on the second floor has already started, and several old men from aristocratic families have arrived.
It should have been a top social meeting in the upper-class circle, but the host was missing.
Gu Xicheng and Lu Mingyuan were savoring brandy, and the people beside him were staring blankly, out of place with the whole table.
After the phone vibrated twice, Mo Tingshen came to his senses and lowered his head to fiddle with the phone.
The little girl told him that she would join the group in a few days, and in order to comfort him, she also posted a cute selfie.
What color are you wearing today?Baby.He never forgot to tease him from afar.
The flesh-colored... The opposite side is cute.
Show my husband, baby.
After waiting for a long time, the opposite side sent a hidden selfie.
The top was slightly lifted up, revealing the round and tender breasts wrapped in the flesh-colored bra.
He was about to reply when a message popped up on the upper end.
Husband, can I go home for Lantern Festival?
He was about to take away the news, but he thought he would complete the procedures as soon as possible. Click to answer her and return to her tomorrow.
Taomi held the phone and was ashamed for a while, but the other party didn't reply. She suddenly became a little angry and pressed the photo and wanted to withdraw it.
An emoticon popped up in the chat interface, and a puppy was drooling.
She laughed out loud, and felt that it didn't seem like something he would post at all. She questioned and sent a selfie.
Gu Xicheng looked at him with a dazed look on his face and took several selfies with his cell phone, then buried his head and continued to fiddling with his cell phone.
I picked the one Zhang thought was the most handsome and sent it.
It's really me, Taomi was surprised and typed quickly on her hands. My husband is handsome again [Kiss][Kiss]
Who is handsome if your husband is not handsome?He was writing, writing all his narcissism on his face, and the spring breeze on his face made the person beside him stunned.
Lu Mingyuan sat beside him, looked at Gu Xicheng at the same time, and then went to sneak a glance at his mobile phone screen.
The little girl sent another photo. Before Mo Tingshen could see clearly, he felt that the atmosphere was not right around him. As soon as he looked up, he saw him glance at him with a scattered look on his face.
what!He moved very quickly and pulled down his phone with his eyebrows and eyes straight, as if he was going to pry his safe.
Mo Tingshen subconsciously protected his mobile phone. It was indeed a safe, and the things inside were more valuable than US dollars and gold.
Lu Mingyuan was caught in person, with a embarrassed face and stingy...
Nothing was seen.
Mo Tingshen secretly looked at the phone with his cell phone. A close-up photo revealed a little pink areola.
He immediately got up, typed quickly, and showed his little nipples to his husband.Before I could send it out, two more popped up on the opposite side.
I'm going to practice my husband.
Let’s not talk about it for now!
The irritability that was suddenly interrupted by the sudden interruption of his interest was gone. He didn't even realize how obscene he was smiling.
Until the banquet ended, I drove out of the winery gate, and my face was still as if it was a spring breeze.
Tomorrow is the eighth day of the lunar month, and the Civil Affairs Bureau will go to work.
Mo Tingshen leaned against the back seat of the car and felt that his life was very happy and beautiful.
Yuan Ze prepared the materials and agreements, but he was still shocked and confused.
BSS is planning to divorce?
Who can’t say Miss Tao!
What else is missing?All preparations are made, save another trip.Mo Tingshen buttoned his shirt and felt impatient before he even went out.
It's really troublesome.
It's better not to get married.
Not bad... marriage certificate...
He really doesn't know where to put BSS's marriage certificate.
Mo Tingshen frowned, can't leave without a certificate?
Who knows where that thing went?
If Miss Xu has it, it's OK.
Yuan Ze consciously changed his words, saying that the boss's wife is no longer the boss's wife, or that is never.
Take her.bss said lightly.
Yuan Ze drove the car and was about to divorce. He couldn't say anything in his heart. He felt a little sad, and he was still feeling unsure. He always felt very confused.
When he arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Xu Yixue started to flip her bags, with innocent face and a little bit self-blame. She didn't seem to have brought her marriage certificate.
The staff looked at her and the men around her.
Mo Tingshen has little patience left, so he will issue a certificate.
If you issue a written statement, you can still register for divorce.
Ning Wei couldn't help but tremble and shivered, and she became more and more difficult to get tired of her panting. He pulled out his long wet fingers and stabbed them directly into her lips.
Her long fingers penetrated her tongue, pressing her tongue, and the feeling of foreign objects in her throat made her unable to open her lips and endure her vomiting, making it harder to breathe.
The hem of the skirt was lifted, and there was a chill under her body, and the underwear was torn open hard. The next moment, the swelling and pain under the center of her legs made her frown. She seemed to feel comfortable in her beautiful eyes, and there was more pain.
It hurts... After her long fingers exited her lips, she was scattered with a word, and she was pinching her tender neck and half-pulled her upper body, and she was humming and gasping for a few uncomfortable times.
Is it fun to be fucked by my son?He looked at the trembling fragrant body under him, sneered and raped heavily, and every move he wanted to kill her.
He pulled it out after a few fucking times, pulled it off and pressed it under his crotch.
Ning Wei's legs were still trembling, and he pulled them to his crotch and was pushed to his knees. She was indescribable.
He looked at her kneeling in rags at her feet, sarcastically, just a few times?I can't stand anymore.
He dares to make a deal with him so badly.
He pulled the chair casually, sat down, his long legs naturally overlapped, and his leather shoes were pressed against her chin and raised them, "Do you think I can play to you to death?"
His smile was soaked in ice, not a question, as long as he thought, he could do it at any time.
The woman's posture is embarrassing, her elegant and noble body is no longer elegant, her appearance is sad, but her eyes are full of appearance.
Zhao Zongquan's mood finally improved a little.
It is the thing that pleases him to pull out a noble and thorny rose and till it completely.
Where is the boss?In the banquet living room, Zhao Shizhang's face became increasingly ugly.
The banquet is about to start, and I don’t know where to go to hang out.
The eldest brother is here to entertain the prince.Zhao Zongqi said uncertainly, and a little sour smell came out of his heart.
So what if his father doesn't like his elder brother, the prince and the gang of politicians only recognize him.
Go and call people out!Zhao Shizhang ordered, his tone as gloomy as his face.
Zhao Zongqi stammered, it's not good...
What should I do if I disturbed his elder brother's gentle land and held the barrel of the gun against his thing?
Zhao Zongqi is terrible. Such a thing can be a lifetime shadow.
It is said that the Third Prince Zhao is his ancestor and he has to offer him wherever he goes.
But he is his ancestor outside and a sheep at home. His father and his elder brother can kill him.
Zhao Shizhang looked at him with disgust in his eyes, and his face was full of hatred.
He gave all the most profitable and fattest businesses in the group, but he still made them die.
It's simply a mud that can't be supported on the wall.
Zhao Shizhang went to arrest the person himself, and he looked very angry when he looked at him.
He has never liked his boss, and he gave all the gang-related industries he had made when he first became rich.
They are the most difficult industries.
The boss was indeed successful, and he chewed all the hardest hard bones that were hard to chew. Just as the top was holding it tightly, he fought against the whitewashing of the industry.
He is just angry, why can't Zongqi fight for a little bit of anger? He can rest assured that half of the evil deeds.
In the wine storage room on the first floor of the basement, the woman was crushed under her body and raped her. Her skirt was shattered on her body, and a bitter whine spilled from time to time between her biting lips.
The man pressed his penis on the top and drove the piles quickly, and his low gasps soaked in comfort and satisfaction. Is his son's dick big?He bit her earlobe, his voice softly.
Ning Wei bit her lip, and opened her lip and gasped a few times. He became more and more unwilling to listen to him laughing in his ears.
Do you still know I am your mother?She was stern and stern, but her breath was weak and chaotic, and her words were breathing and trembling. Not only did she have no momentum, she could be considered weak.
He sneered, his eyes turned violently, and he grabbed her neck with one hand, and the force was so strong that it seemed like he was about to break it. You are fucking worthy.His tone was sinister, and a nanny who climbed the bed was worthy of being comparable to his mother.
The slender neck is tightly pinched by the big hands, and it is as fragile as a dying swan.
Legally... you have to admit... She has a difficult word, but she is unwilling to give in.
Zhao Zongquan almost strangled the person to death, then suddenly shook his mind, slowly stopped his hand, and glanced at the obviously terrifying circle of Yu Zi, with a moment of unnatural expression.
What to admit?He sneered and pressed her waist to continue to slap and slap.
Acknowledging Zhao Shizhang's resurgence of his stepson's dick?
He didn't know where the feeling of decay came from, and suddenly felt that playing like this made her feel bored. His face became indifferent, and his waist and hips were thrusting a few times, buried his roots in his tender cavity, and released them with low breath.
He got up, and the man under him was still lying on the ground, his torn skirt was lifted to his upper body, and his fair and tender buttocks were covered with blue and purple finger marks and slap marks.
Between the center of legs, wisps of thick white slowly overflowed and fell onto the stone bricks.
He looked at it, smiled contemptuously, and smoked another cigarette and lit it. If the old man doesn't do it, I'll do it for you.
They are all from the Zhao family.
Is the father’s debt to the son paying it? It’s also considered that the wealth and water will not flow to the outsiders’ fields.
He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch casually. It was almost time to start a banquet. He tapped his fingertips and got up.He ordered lightly, watched coldly, regardless of the fact that she was fucked, he was unable to stand firmly.
Ning Wei was holding her legs softly and holding the table before she could hold her back. She forced her to smile, would she help me?
Seeing him raise his eyebrows, he couldn't refuse, so he took his arm and stood firm against him.
Zhao Zongquan took both hands and let her go out of the basement with her arms in her arms. When she went up the stairs, she threw the person behind her.
Ning Wei climbed the stairs with difficulty and slowly, and just as she reached the corner, the entrance of the stairs above was already clamoring.
The prince and his staff are here, and the banquet is about to start now. Are you playing with women here?The low voice gritted his teeth and it was Zhao Shizhang.
Ning Wei stopped and leaned against the wall.
Just share your worries.A faint male voice and a lighter sound.
Even if she couldn't see it, she knew what Zhao Shizhang was angry. In normal times, this was an excellent opportunity to show off.
But she doesn't dare to go out now...
Just be a son's filial piety to his mother.His tone was very natural, and he underestimated the incest.
Ning Wei's back was pressed against the cold wall, and she was so afraid of anything she wanted...
She is your mother!Zhao Shizhang almost gritted his teeth and said word by word.
Ning Wei listened with a heart in her hands, feeling that he seemed to faint immediately.
Zhao Shizhang's face was so angry that his face turned red, and his eyes were as if he was soaked in blood.
He looked at it and laughed.
Do you care so much about that little nanny?
Zhao Shizhang burst into anger in his heart, and finally sighed, with only decay left behind in his eyes.
Xiaowei is a good boy. He sighed, silently not knowing what he was thinking. If I am gone one day, you should take good care of her.
Zhao Zongquan's face remained indifferent.
It is rare to hear such a tone of discussion from the old man.
I understand the truth if my husband dies.He sprinkled salt on the old man's wound again.
Zhao Shizhang was angry again and choked up, wanting to scold him but couldn't.
Ning Wei held the stairs on the wall and comforted her in time, "Zong Quan, your father's health is not yet well-behaved."
She only said half of the sentence, and the meaning was already very obvious.
Don't always be angry with him.
He is really a good nanny for the old man.
The nanny was not so good either. After taking care of her father, she was fucked by her son again.
When Zhao Shizhang saw the blue purple and Yu Hen on her exposed arm and neck, his anger that had just subsided was ignited again, and he slapped him hard.
This evil deed!
Zhao Zongquan was beaten so hard that he turned his head and immediately the corners of his mouth swelled up.
Zhao Shizhang wanted to fight again, Ning Wei stepped forward to stop him and comforted him gently.
He was too lazy to watch, so he just lifted his foot and left.
Behind him was the old man's angry curse, mixed with a few gentle words.
The restaurant on the second floor has already started, and several old men from aristocratic families have arrived.
It should have been a top social meeting in the upper-class circle, but the host was missing.
Gu Xicheng and Lu Mingyuan were savoring brandy, and the people beside him were staring blankly, out of place with the whole table.
After the phone vibrated twice, Mo Tingshen came to his senses and lowered his head to fiddle with the phone.
The little girl told him that she would join the group in a few days, and in order to comfort him, she also posted a cute selfie.
What color are you wearing today?Baby.He never forgot to tease him from afar.
The flesh-colored... The opposite side is cute.
Show my husband, baby.
After waiting for a long time, the opposite side sent a hidden selfie.
The top was slightly lifted up, revealing the round and tender breasts wrapped in the flesh-colored bra.
He was about to reply when a message popped up on the upper end.
Husband, can I go home for Lantern Festival?
He was about to take away the news, but he thought he would complete the procedures as soon as possible. Click to answer her and return to her tomorrow.
Taomi held the phone and was ashamed for a while, but the other party didn't reply. She suddenly became a little angry and pressed the photo and wanted to withdraw it.
An emoticon popped up in the chat interface, and a puppy was drooling.
She laughed out loud, and felt that it didn't seem like something he would post at all. She questioned and sent a selfie.
Gu Xicheng looked at him with a dazed look on his face and took several selfies with his cell phone, then buried his head and continued to fiddling with his cell phone.
I picked the one Zhang thought was the most handsome and sent it.
It's really me, Taomi was surprised and typed quickly on her hands. My husband is handsome again [Kiss][Kiss]
Who is handsome if your husband is not handsome?He was writing, writing all his narcissism on his face, and the spring breeze on his face made the person beside him stunned.
Lu Mingyuan sat beside him, looked at Gu Xicheng at the same time, and then went to sneak a glance at his mobile phone screen.
The little girl sent another photo. Before Mo Tingshen could see clearly, he felt that the atmosphere was not right around him. As soon as he looked up, he saw him glance at him with a scattered look on his face.
what!He moved very quickly and pulled down his phone with his eyebrows and eyes straight, as if he was going to pry his safe.
Mo Tingshen subconsciously protected his mobile phone. It was indeed a safe, and the things inside were more valuable than US dollars and gold.
Lu Mingyuan was caught in person, with a embarrassed face and stingy...
Nothing was seen.
Mo Tingshen secretly looked at the phone with his cell phone. A close-up photo revealed a little pink areola.
He immediately got up, typed quickly, and showed his little nipples to his husband.Before I could send it out, two more popped up on the opposite side.
I'm going to practice my husband.
Let’s not talk about it for now!
The irritability that was suddenly interrupted by the sudden interruption of his interest was gone. He didn't even realize how obscene he was smiling.
Until the banquet ended, I drove out of the winery gate, and my face was still as if it was a spring breeze.
Tomorrow is the eighth day of the lunar month, and the Civil Affairs Bureau will go to work.
Mo Tingshen leaned against the back seat of the car and felt that his life was very happy and beautiful.
Yuan Ze prepared the materials and agreements, but he was still shocked and confused.
BSS is planning to divorce?
Who can’t say Miss Tao!
What else is missing?All preparations are made, save another trip.Mo Tingshen buttoned his shirt and felt impatient before he even went out.
It's really troublesome.
It's better not to get married.
Not bad... marriage certificate...
He really doesn't know where to put BSS's marriage certificate.
Mo Tingshen frowned, can't leave without a certificate?
Who knows where that thing went?
If Miss Xu has it, it's OK.
Yuan Ze consciously changed his words, saying that the boss's wife is no longer the boss's wife, or that is never.
Take her.bss said lightly.
Yuan Ze drove the car and was about to divorce. He couldn't say anything in his heart. He felt a little sad, and he was still feeling unsure. He always felt very confused.
When he arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Xu Yixue started to flip her bags, with innocent face and a little bit self-blame. She didn't seem to have brought her marriage certificate.
The staff looked at her and the men around her.
Mo Tingshen has little patience left, so he will issue a certificate.
If you issue a written statement, you can still register for divorce.
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