Cheng Qing stood at the door of the house and hesitated. After a long time, she took a deep breath as if she had made enough mental preparations, took out the key and opened the door.
It turns out that the man is not at home...
Looking at the quiet home, I couldn't help but exhale, and I couldn't help but feel lost again while relaxing. It turned out that I was not here... It's okay if I'm not here or...
Taking advantage of the light from the corridor outside, I walked to the sofa and quietly threw the things in my arms aside and threw myself into the sofa.
Cheng Qing, who was deeply trapped in the sofa, enjoyed the feeling of tightly wrapping her body, just like the embrace of a man she had imagined in her dreams in her dream countless times, gentle and tolerant, tight and safe.
However, now she can only talk to comfort the secret in her heart that cannot be told to outsiders. She loves that man.
And that man was her biological father, Cheng Ruidong.
Cheng Qing lay on the sofa, her face slightly hot, and her face was a little flushed.
She couldn't help but recall the thing she saw last night: it was half hidden in Cheng Rui's tight black bullet panties, half hidden and half exposed the fishy liquid, wetting the front of the glans.
She didn't even dare to fantasize about what it tasted. It might be a bit fishy or a bit salty and sweet, but no matter what it tasted, she wanted to taste it and suck it carefully. After her tongue wet the cock, she suddenly sucked the thick semen and swallowed it to make her happy.
Curled on the sofa, she couldn't help but be fascinated by the sultry breath in her ears, and the corners of her eyes had already been slightly fumigated by the slightest tropical tide, and she turned her body unwell, then she realized that her place had already been wet.
Looking at the mucus stuck to the silk thread of his fingertips, Cheng Qing was stunned again. It turned out that his obsession with Cheng Ruidong was so deep that Xiao just thought about him, and his body could be wet.
When did you realize that you had fallen in love with the man Cheng Ruidong?
Is it when my mother's sadness and anxiety after she left, she is unable to satisfy her desire for care?
Or was it when I first encountered Cheng Ruidong's mature and strong naked body, clothes sprinkled on the ground with men and women's clothes, and a condom with thick sperm half worn on his huge cock?
Not sure... When she was shocked to realize her thoughts, everything was late.The sea of suffering has already made up the waves, and she is destined to sink alone in this forbidden and ethical sea of karma.
I walked to the bathroom and turned on the light. I found that the clothes Cheng Ruidong changed last night were still in the laundry blue next to me.
Cheng Qing's heart was beating like thunder, and when he was watching the house from all directions, he was sure that there was no movement of a man coming back at the door, he trembled and stretched out his hand to pick up the pile of clothes.
Hold it in your hand and slowly... slowly... approach it little by little.
Ah~It is the unique cold fragrance of men, without a scent of sweat, and a gloomy and clean smell.
He lowered his head and buried it in his clothes and sniffed the man's smell deeply.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of the pants at the bottom of the basket and the black briefs.Xiu Qiao's nose was carefully sniffing on her underwear, like a cute and alert little animal.
The smell under the man's crotch did not smell like the top, but had a slightly fishy smell. However, Cheng Qing liked this smell very much, which made her feel that she was surrendering to the man's crotch and smelling his cock like the two heavy follicles.
She admitted that she fell in love with this taste, deeply rooted in love.
It turns out that the man is not at home...
Looking at the quiet home, I couldn't help but exhale, and I couldn't help but feel lost again while relaxing. It turned out that I was not here... It's okay if I'm not here or...
Taking advantage of the light from the corridor outside, I walked to the sofa and quietly threw the things in my arms aside and threw myself into the sofa.
Cheng Qing, who was deeply trapped in the sofa, enjoyed the feeling of tightly wrapping her body, just like the embrace of a man she had imagined in her dreams in her dream countless times, gentle and tolerant, tight and safe.
However, now she can only talk to comfort the secret in her heart that cannot be told to outsiders. She loves that man.
And that man was her biological father, Cheng Ruidong.
Cheng Qing lay on the sofa, her face slightly hot, and her face was a little flushed.
She couldn't help but recall the thing she saw last night: it was half hidden in Cheng Rui's tight black bullet panties, half hidden and half exposed the fishy liquid, wetting the front of the glans.
She didn't even dare to fantasize about what it tasted. It might be a bit fishy or a bit salty and sweet, but no matter what it tasted, she wanted to taste it and suck it carefully. After her tongue wet the cock, she suddenly sucked the thick semen and swallowed it to make her happy.
Curled on the sofa, she couldn't help but be fascinated by the sultry breath in her ears, and the corners of her eyes had already been slightly fumigated by the slightest tropical tide, and she turned her body unwell, then she realized that her place had already been wet.
Looking at the mucus stuck to the silk thread of his fingertips, Cheng Qing was stunned again. It turned out that his obsession with Cheng Ruidong was so deep that Xiao just thought about him, and his body could be wet.
When did you realize that you had fallen in love with the man Cheng Ruidong?
Is it when my mother's sadness and anxiety after she left, she is unable to satisfy her desire for care?
Or was it when I first encountered Cheng Ruidong's mature and strong naked body, clothes sprinkled on the ground with men and women's clothes, and a condom with thick sperm half worn on his huge cock?
Not sure... When she was shocked to realize her thoughts, everything was late.The sea of suffering has already made up the waves, and she is destined to sink alone in this forbidden and ethical sea of karma.
I walked to the bathroom and turned on the light. I found that the clothes Cheng Ruidong changed last night were still in the laundry blue next to me.
Cheng Qing's heart was beating like thunder, and when he was watching the house from all directions, he was sure that there was no movement of a man coming back at the door, he trembled and stretched out his hand to pick up the pile of clothes.
Hold it in your hand and slowly... slowly... approach it little by little.
Ah~It is the unique cold fragrance of men, without a scent of sweat, and a gloomy and clean smell.
He lowered his head and buried it in his clothes and sniffed the man's smell deeply.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of the pants at the bottom of the basket and the black briefs.Xiu Qiao's nose was carefully sniffing on her underwear, like a cute and alert little animal.
The smell under the man's crotch did not smell like the top, but had a slightly fishy smell. However, Cheng Qing liked this smell very much, which made her feel that she was surrendering to the man's crotch and smelling his cock like the two heavy follicles.
She admitted that she fell in love with this taste, deeply rooted in love.
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