She threw herself on the bed with an inertia. Before she could react, she pinched her waist and raised her buttocks.
He knelt on the bed with his legs supported, his tender buttocks wrapped in net stockings were raised high, and he was holding it up without any warning.
Woo... She frowned and felt the sudden expansion of her body in one breath. The thick and hot thing penetrated inch by inch, crushing layers of wet and soft flesh, pushing to the deepest part of her pussy cavity, with the eggs stuck to the small flesh flowers, blocking the entrance to the garden.
Ah…!She was panting, and suddenly her scalp hurt. She was clenched with her long hair and pulled it back, and her chest and neck were forced to hang backwards, making her whole body look fragile.
Mo Tingshen supported her body with one hand, grabbed her long hair with the other hand and pulled it backwards. His chest was pressed against her naked back, and his posture was extremely strong and intimate.
The little girl who was forced to suppress by the man was so delicate that she could only tremble with her buttocks, and her whole body was broken by him.
He held her long hair and quickly raised his waist, fucking her tender body trembled softly, and her screams were so cute.
The delicate under her body was shaking and trembling. She had been kneeling hard for a long time. He gasped, chuckled, and pressed her head against the back of her head.
Eat in.
In front of me was a fake cock with blue veins, and behind me was a fiercer collision.
Tears were hanging at the end of Taomi's eyes, and he pressed them forward by pressing them forward with tears in his head. He could only open his lips with grievances.
Um...
The sound of sucking and sobbing mixed with grievances was even more pity than the little cat who was bullied.
But it only has an aphrodisiac effect on him.
Mo Tingshen felt that he was on the fire, holding his buttocks and pinching them freely, and his delicate and beautiful flesh was constantly deformed and turned red.
He was not enough to fuck and pinch, and regardless of how hard she was crying, he slapped his little fat buttocks with all his strength.
Woo...Ah...It hurts...Don't um...Don't um...Don't hit... The little girl swallowed her cock hard, and she finally vomited it out, crying and begging, and she was so miserable.
Please...please...don't...don't hit you...
Call it dad.He gasped and then sank down, and suddenly screamed under him, his delicate legs trembled, unable to say a word.
Taomi felt that her soul was gone.
This pierced the weight of his body and directly buried her into the bed. The meat pestle was ripped into it like a steel bar, almost nailing her into the bed.
She was confused, and she cried so quickly that she seemed to be about to breathe, and she didn't hear anything he said.
Call it dad.
He gasped and ordered again, his body pressed against her tightly, and the heat sprayed behind his tender neck, be good... A low coaxing voice seemed to be a low moan, beg dad, I won't hit you.
The little girl was just concerned about crying and gasping. She was forced to hold her chin and hugged Gao Xue's face. She was even more timid and even more afraid. Her crying sound was trembling. Dad, don't hit me...
Call again.He panted heavily and thrust his waist and abdomen, with a heavy bass sound.
Woo dad... The little girl's voice was tender and small, and she called him timidly, and then she was fucked by a few extremely heavy gangsters and cried bitterly.
My good baby calls me again, dad likes to listen.He kissed his tender little neck and whispered to coax it.
The little baby was just concerned about crying, he could only smile and suppress others to coax him, and his movements were light. Did Dad fuck him hard?Um?Do you like it gently?Good baby...
The little girl was crying and fucked by him with her butt for countless times. She struggled all over and refused to let him cum in no matter what she said.
Mo Tingshen grabbed the smooth and tender buttocks and pressed them to death. His thick dick was embedded in the depths of the hole, and he ejaculated about ten strands with panting.
The little girl trembled and lay softly on the bed, and the softened substance inside her slowly pulled out.
Mo Tingshen's eyes were burning. Seeing his pink and beautiful mouth being hooked out by the edges of the glans, he trembled and slowly closed it. There was a little whiteness in his naked eyes, and it was about to flow.
His breathing was slightly rapid as he watched.
The little tender pussy is so tight after it is fucked, and it will basically not flow out without tying it.
The little girl was lying down, breathing evenly and faintly, as if she was already asleep.
He started to take off her net stockings, took a tissue and gently wiped it between her tender legs, then hugged her soft body and brought it into her arms.
The bed is not big. I didn’t think it was too small when I was tossing just now. Now I feel so crowded with her in my arms.
The pink mattress and quilt are soft, and the arms are also soft.
The sweet and soft fragrance he is most familiar with is around him. In addition to the fragrance, the person in his arms is also stained with the smell of his body.
Taomi slept in a dark night. When she woke up, she was confused, as if she had completely forgotten where she was.
She opened the door in a daze before she even opened her eyes.
In the living room, a man casually put on a bathrobe, leaning against the sofa to watch TV.
Not far away is a pile of cat nests, with an iPad in front of them watching cartoons.
She was confused and sleepy, and a pile of fat pigs piled up in the cat's nest and was fascinated by Peppa's pig on the screen.
Mo Tingshen looked up at her, got up and hugged her, and woke up?He took the man to the sofa, and she was scattered on her forehead with one hand, and asked in a low voice, are you hungry?
Peach honey:...
I didn't know which hunger was.
Do she dare say she is hungry?
Why don’t you tell me about the show?His voice was faint, but he could hear obvious questions.
I've told you.She was puzzled, and her voice was a little hoarse when she just woke up.
He glanced at her indifferently and withdrew his gaze. The emotions in his eyes were difficult to tell, as if they were dull and as if they were the tranquility before the storm came.
Mo Tingshen's eyes looked at the few people laughing on the TV in a faint way, with no expression on his handsome face.
Taomi looked along his sight and happened to be the part where the two of them answered the questions in a group.
The cut films are somewhat different from those she recorded at that time. At least many of the shots were cut off. Now it seems that this part is about to end.
He...can't have seen it already...
The opening dance...and others praised her for her good figure...
But he doesn't look like him...
Otherwise, with his temper, he would have been blown up long ago.
The two of them sat on the sofa watching TV. If they didn't look closely, they would be in harmony and they would be in peace.
But only the person involved knows the inner suffering.
The surrounding atmosphere is so weird that it can be described as terrible, and a humanoid creature next to it constantly releases low air pressure.
She was feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles, but she didn't even dare to lift her butt, so she could only sit there stiffly.
Taomi’s parents are also watching the show.
In the old house, the atmosphere of the family is truly intimate and harmonious.
The little boy is not good, he has too many ideas.A middle-aged woman with a capable temperament sat on the sofa with a facial mask, speaking in a speechless manner.
Pretend, aren’t there any CP popular now?Tao Dad understood and laughed at her, and Zhou School also had to make up for the young people's classes.
It’s still Zhonglin’s child who is stable.
She squeezed a piece of hand cream on the back of her hand, applied it open, and then went back without hesitation. When she read the two gossips, she was young?I am young in mind.
She never missed any yoga and swimming, and her daily routine was more regular than that of young people.
This child Zhonglin is indeed good and can handle it.Tao Dad nodded in agreement.
I told her to learn the ideological and political language. It would be fine if the little girl didn't want to do scientific research and teaching.Principal Zhou began to criticize his daughter.
The son of the head teacher of their unit got a Ivy League school student, and he brags about it for a year.
The child who was disliked by his biological mother was sitting on the sofa, with a slight slap in his heart.
The show has already performed the part where Ji Fan hugged her.
But he was still as if nothing had happened.
It's simply too weird.
The top star on TV was praising her, and her eyes were obviously stunning.
It seemed that he could not bear to see it at all, so he got up and walked towards the balcony.
The balcony of her house is a small open-air terrace. The man was wearing a bathrobe and put it on the railing casually, not knowing what he was thinking.
She looked at it and felt that the back was a little lonely for no reason.
She walked over, slowly hugged his waist from behind, and put her face on her back, her pink lips stammered a few times, but she didn't know what to say.
Mo Tingshen gently held the small hand on his waist with one hand, and hugged the other hand, bringing the person into his arms.
He felt very complicated.
He wants to support people, and he also gives movie resources. He knows that acting and physical contact are the norm in the entertainment industry.
His heart seemed to be entangled, and it was impossible to treat it as if it had not seen it and it had not happened, and it was even more impossible to accept it.
But he knew that he couldn't blame her.
The little girl snuggled in his arms, heard him sighing softly, and buried her in his arms again, her voice a little low, I, I, can’t rumor... I won’t take on intimate scenes in the future, okay?
She seemed to be afraid of making him even more unhappy, so she asked in a tentative voice.
It’s not that he is afraid that he will take revenge on her, but this time I really don’t want to be unhappy when I see him.
I didn't blame you.He whispered.
It was his problem.
At first, I treated people as grass, but now I can only swallow the bitter fruits myself.
Judging from his unconscious sadness, the peach honey head was a little big.
He is definitely not like this in normal times.
I have to get back several times the loss after taking a little loss.
Go to bed.He hugged the person into the room, as if he couldn't see her face full of doubt.
Taomi was full of questions, she couldn't sleep well, and she tossed and turned her pancakes on the bed.
Can't sleep?He asked.
She turned over and lie on her side facing him, her tender voice timid. Are you angry?
She was really not sure if he was angry.
Is it useful to be angry?Her program has been recorded long ago and has been broadcast.
He can naturally delete posts and block pictures and keywords like he did last time.
But that is not a solution after all.
While smashing resources, I was holding them up, and deleting posts limited in flow.
He all felt like a psychopath.
It would be better to ban it directly and lock it up at home and fuck it for him to cook for him.
He put extreme thoughts behind his head.
A mixed dog is so good at flirting, how bad is he?
He obviously left the dog hundreds of streets!
Isn't it just a little bad temper, and he can change it at worst.
That misty dog... He spoke casually, looked at her with a look of surprise, and changed his words unnaturally. That Ji Fan is very handsome?
She must be handsome... She spoke very naturally.
A male star is also a top star, so handsome is definitely handsome.
But male celebrities are all packaged like that.
He felt a little less panicked, and then he heard her say that a man’s charm mainly depends on his inner self, and he is handsome and unreliable.
What kind of inner self?He was aroused from a curiosity.
She has principles and responsibilities, career aspirations, courage and courage... She glanced at him secretly, rational and gentle, humble and restrained...
He listened and couldn't help but start to check the numbers, comparing with the items he had satisfied with.
He is rational and gentle, humble and restrained, and obviously he can't fight with him.
Mo Ting laughed softly, hugged someone and kissed her little face, and whispered in a low voice, not that looking inside.
So what do you think?Her little face was questioned, and he grabbed her hand and pressed it between her crotch.
This is what a man is inside.He sighed softly and smiled maliciously.
He knelt on the bed with his legs supported, his tender buttocks wrapped in net stockings were raised high, and he was holding it up without any warning.
Woo... She frowned and felt the sudden expansion of her body in one breath. The thick and hot thing penetrated inch by inch, crushing layers of wet and soft flesh, pushing to the deepest part of her pussy cavity, with the eggs stuck to the small flesh flowers, blocking the entrance to the garden.
Ah…!She was panting, and suddenly her scalp hurt. She was clenched with her long hair and pulled it back, and her chest and neck were forced to hang backwards, making her whole body look fragile.
Mo Tingshen supported her body with one hand, grabbed her long hair with the other hand and pulled it backwards. His chest was pressed against her naked back, and his posture was extremely strong and intimate.
The little girl who was forced to suppress by the man was so delicate that she could only tremble with her buttocks, and her whole body was broken by him.
He held her long hair and quickly raised his waist, fucking her tender body trembled softly, and her screams were so cute.
The delicate under her body was shaking and trembling. She had been kneeling hard for a long time. He gasped, chuckled, and pressed her head against the back of her head.
Eat in.
In front of me was a fake cock with blue veins, and behind me was a fiercer collision.
Tears were hanging at the end of Taomi's eyes, and he pressed them forward by pressing them forward with tears in his head. He could only open his lips with grievances.
Um...
The sound of sucking and sobbing mixed with grievances was even more pity than the little cat who was bullied.
But it only has an aphrodisiac effect on him.
Mo Tingshen felt that he was on the fire, holding his buttocks and pinching them freely, and his delicate and beautiful flesh was constantly deformed and turned red.
He was not enough to fuck and pinch, and regardless of how hard she was crying, he slapped his little fat buttocks with all his strength.
Woo...Ah...It hurts...Don't um...Don't um...Don't hit... The little girl swallowed her cock hard, and she finally vomited it out, crying and begging, and she was so miserable.
Please...please...don't...don't hit you...
Call it dad.He gasped and then sank down, and suddenly screamed under him, his delicate legs trembled, unable to say a word.
Taomi felt that her soul was gone.
This pierced the weight of his body and directly buried her into the bed. The meat pestle was ripped into it like a steel bar, almost nailing her into the bed.
She was confused, and she cried so quickly that she seemed to be about to breathe, and she didn't hear anything he said.
Call it dad.
He gasped and ordered again, his body pressed against her tightly, and the heat sprayed behind his tender neck, be good... A low coaxing voice seemed to be a low moan, beg dad, I won't hit you.
The little girl was just concerned about crying and gasping. She was forced to hold her chin and hugged Gao Xue's face. She was even more timid and even more afraid. Her crying sound was trembling. Dad, don't hit me...
Call again.He panted heavily and thrust his waist and abdomen, with a heavy bass sound.
Woo dad... The little girl's voice was tender and small, and she called him timidly, and then she was fucked by a few extremely heavy gangsters and cried bitterly.
My good baby calls me again, dad likes to listen.He kissed his tender little neck and whispered to coax it.
The little baby was just concerned about crying, he could only smile and suppress others to coax him, and his movements were light. Did Dad fuck him hard?Um?Do you like it gently?Good baby...
The little girl was crying and fucked by him with her butt for countless times. She struggled all over and refused to let him cum in no matter what she said.
Mo Tingshen grabbed the smooth and tender buttocks and pressed them to death. His thick dick was embedded in the depths of the hole, and he ejaculated about ten strands with panting.
The little girl trembled and lay softly on the bed, and the softened substance inside her slowly pulled out.
Mo Tingshen's eyes were burning. Seeing his pink and beautiful mouth being hooked out by the edges of the glans, he trembled and slowly closed it. There was a little whiteness in his naked eyes, and it was about to flow.
His breathing was slightly rapid as he watched.
The little tender pussy is so tight after it is fucked, and it will basically not flow out without tying it.
The little girl was lying down, breathing evenly and faintly, as if she was already asleep.
He started to take off her net stockings, took a tissue and gently wiped it between her tender legs, then hugged her soft body and brought it into her arms.
The bed is not big. I didn’t think it was too small when I was tossing just now. Now I feel so crowded with her in my arms.
The pink mattress and quilt are soft, and the arms are also soft.
The sweet and soft fragrance he is most familiar with is around him. In addition to the fragrance, the person in his arms is also stained with the smell of his body.
Taomi slept in a dark night. When she woke up, she was confused, as if she had completely forgotten where she was.
She opened the door in a daze before she even opened her eyes.
In the living room, a man casually put on a bathrobe, leaning against the sofa to watch TV.
Not far away is a pile of cat nests, with an iPad in front of them watching cartoons.
She was confused and sleepy, and a pile of fat pigs piled up in the cat's nest and was fascinated by Peppa's pig on the screen.
Mo Tingshen looked up at her, got up and hugged her, and woke up?He took the man to the sofa, and she was scattered on her forehead with one hand, and asked in a low voice, are you hungry?
Peach honey:...
I didn't know which hunger was.
Do she dare say she is hungry?
Why don’t you tell me about the show?His voice was faint, but he could hear obvious questions.
I've told you.She was puzzled, and her voice was a little hoarse when she just woke up.
He glanced at her indifferently and withdrew his gaze. The emotions in his eyes were difficult to tell, as if they were dull and as if they were the tranquility before the storm came.
Mo Tingshen's eyes looked at the few people laughing on the TV in a faint way, with no expression on his handsome face.
Taomi looked along his sight and happened to be the part where the two of them answered the questions in a group.
The cut films are somewhat different from those she recorded at that time. At least many of the shots were cut off. Now it seems that this part is about to end.
He...can't have seen it already...
The opening dance...and others praised her for her good figure...
But he doesn't look like him...
Otherwise, with his temper, he would have been blown up long ago.
The two of them sat on the sofa watching TV. If they didn't look closely, they would be in harmony and they would be in peace.
But only the person involved knows the inner suffering.
The surrounding atmosphere is so weird that it can be described as terrible, and a humanoid creature next to it constantly releases low air pressure.
She was feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles, but she didn't even dare to lift her butt, so she could only sit there stiffly.
Taomi’s parents are also watching the show.
In the old house, the atmosphere of the family is truly intimate and harmonious.
The little boy is not good, he has too many ideas.A middle-aged woman with a capable temperament sat on the sofa with a facial mask, speaking in a speechless manner.
Pretend, aren’t there any CP popular now?Tao Dad understood and laughed at her, and Zhou School also had to make up for the young people's classes.
It’s still Zhonglin’s child who is stable.
She squeezed a piece of hand cream on the back of her hand, applied it open, and then went back without hesitation. When she read the two gossips, she was young?I am young in mind.
She never missed any yoga and swimming, and her daily routine was more regular than that of young people.
This child Zhonglin is indeed good and can handle it.Tao Dad nodded in agreement.
I told her to learn the ideological and political language. It would be fine if the little girl didn't want to do scientific research and teaching.Principal Zhou began to criticize his daughter.
The son of the head teacher of their unit got a Ivy League school student, and he brags about it for a year.
The child who was disliked by his biological mother was sitting on the sofa, with a slight slap in his heart.
The show has already performed the part where Ji Fan hugged her.
But he was still as if nothing had happened.
It's simply too weird.
The top star on TV was praising her, and her eyes were obviously stunning.
It seemed that he could not bear to see it at all, so he got up and walked towards the balcony.
The balcony of her house is a small open-air terrace. The man was wearing a bathrobe and put it on the railing casually, not knowing what he was thinking.
She looked at it and felt that the back was a little lonely for no reason.
She walked over, slowly hugged his waist from behind, and put her face on her back, her pink lips stammered a few times, but she didn't know what to say.
Mo Tingshen gently held the small hand on his waist with one hand, and hugged the other hand, bringing the person into his arms.
He felt very complicated.
He wants to support people, and he also gives movie resources. He knows that acting and physical contact are the norm in the entertainment industry.
His heart seemed to be entangled, and it was impossible to treat it as if it had not seen it and it had not happened, and it was even more impossible to accept it.
But he knew that he couldn't blame her.
The little girl snuggled in his arms, heard him sighing softly, and buried her in his arms again, her voice a little low, I, I, can’t rumor... I won’t take on intimate scenes in the future, okay?
She seemed to be afraid of making him even more unhappy, so she asked in a tentative voice.
It’s not that he is afraid that he will take revenge on her, but this time I really don’t want to be unhappy when I see him.
I didn't blame you.He whispered.
It was his problem.
At first, I treated people as grass, but now I can only swallow the bitter fruits myself.
Judging from his unconscious sadness, the peach honey head was a little big.
He is definitely not like this in normal times.
I have to get back several times the loss after taking a little loss.
Go to bed.He hugged the person into the room, as if he couldn't see her face full of doubt.
Taomi was full of questions, she couldn't sleep well, and she tossed and turned her pancakes on the bed.
Can't sleep?He asked.
She turned over and lie on her side facing him, her tender voice timid. Are you angry?
She was really not sure if he was angry.
Is it useful to be angry?Her program has been recorded long ago and has been broadcast.
He can naturally delete posts and block pictures and keywords like he did last time.
But that is not a solution after all.
While smashing resources, I was holding them up, and deleting posts limited in flow.
He all felt like a psychopath.
It would be better to ban it directly and lock it up at home and fuck it for him to cook for him.
He put extreme thoughts behind his head.
A mixed dog is so good at flirting, how bad is he?
He obviously left the dog hundreds of streets!
Isn't it just a little bad temper, and he can change it at worst.
That misty dog... He spoke casually, looked at her with a look of surprise, and changed his words unnaturally. That Ji Fan is very handsome?
She must be handsome... She spoke very naturally.
A male star is also a top star, so handsome is definitely handsome.
But male celebrities are all packaged like that.
He felt a little less panicked, and then he heard her say that a man’s charm mainly depends on his inner self, and he is handsome and unreliable.
What kind of inner self?He was aroused from a curiosity.
She has principles and responsibilities, career aspirations, courage and courage... She glanced at him secretly, rational and gentle, humble and restrained...
He listened and couldn't help but start to check the numbers, comparing with the items he had satisfied with.
He is rational and gentle, humble and restrained, and obviously he can't fight with him.
Mo Ting laughed softly, hugged someone and kissed her little face, and whispered in a low voice, not that looking inside.
So what do you think?Her little face was questioned, and he grabbed her hand and pressed it between her crotch.
This is what a man is inside.He sighed softly and smiled maliciously.
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