Zhan Ying said nothing and said nothing, he really didn't suppress Yang Youyou one step closer
In addition to kissing her from time to time, kissing her hard and kissing her wildly, Yang Youyou, who was kissing her directly, was almost crying. He even thrust his crotch hard and his face turned red, but he still gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "Don't do it."
Yang Youyou didn't know what he was fighting with. She vaguely felt that he was so depressed today. It might be that the upcoming separation made him very sad, or it might be that his habitual suppression had just burst out and needed to be suppressed again. She could feel that his desire was terrifying, but what was even more terrifying was that he chose to soften her with one passionate kiss after another, making his legs wet and want him to fill it up, but he refused to give her anything except kiss.
Zhan Ying...Yeah...What do you want?
Yang Youyou's lust was so aroused by him. His scarlet long tongue was stuffed into her mouth and licked and tangled. It felt so comfortable that the back of her head was numb. Tears fell out in the blink of an eye, and the tip of his tongue was sucked and sucked hard. After he kissed enough, he thrust his firm tongue into her mouth like he was fucking her. It seemed that it was not such an evil and lustful play with her, and it was not enough to vent his protest and dissatisfaction with her.
The boy pressed her on the bed, pressed her wrists with one hand and pressed them above her head. His lips, which were wet with saliva, kept shaking under the tip of his tongue, and his fragrant little tongue wrapped around him as if he was rejecting and greeting. No matter how he ravaged him, he never intended to hurt him with his teeth.
What do I want to do?
He silenced her crying, and inserted his tongue into his mouth and sucked the body fluid. With her emotional cooperation, he teased all her sensitivity. The lewd sound of "Jī tick" made Yang Youyou unable to help but clamp Mao Shui's pussy. Of course... I love you...
Yang Youyou's face had been red with lust. With reason still in her mind, she knew she could hold on until he was willing to end. But she wanted to be invaded by him and suddenly started to pull her thoughts randomly. Her itchy and empty pussy had been trained by him and loved his tongue very much. She was wet and trembling, and secretly longed for his strong comfort.
Therefore, every time he poked and licked her mouth, it was a temptation to burn her little pussy, which made her unable to help but twist her slender waist and can't bear it.
Woo... Zhanying... itchy... The ecstasy taste of being licked by him crazy. The pleasure of bliss cannot be described in words. Yang Youyou couldn't bear it when he was licked and kissed. She took the initiative to lift her long legs and wrapped it around his waist. She even forgot the personality image she cared about the most. She whimpered even more after kissing the boy with a crying voice. Licked me... Woo... My pussy wanted you to lick it... It was so itchy... It was uncomfortable... Woo...
Zhan Ying stared at her intently, the crimson flushed in his eyes, and the dark eyes were full of Yang Youyou's lustful state by him. I won't lick it... Youyou, let it endure it with me... After you leave, this is the thought you left to me... You should think about me more too
After the words, another numb and deep kiss burned into the female bones. Lingeringly twisted, soul-devouring sucked, tongue tip scraped on her palate accurately and accurately. Yang Youyou's whispered and immediately thrust out of control.
Zhan Ying hugged her tightly, and let her shrink into his arms and cry like he was venting. He couldn't cry, so let her cry on his behalf.
You said so beautifully about the reason for going back, but I only heard one sentence, that is, you want to leave tomorrow, and you even want to deal with the time to say goodbye to me... The boy's mind was not related to age, and he was forced to grow rapidly by reality and did not deserve the word "naive" like "naive"
The darkness of human nature makes him close his heart. Except for the woman in front of him, he will no longer let anyone peek inside. Youyou, don't think that the me in front of you is the real me, and don't let me wait for you for too long. You know, I may be crazyer than what you experienced yesterday.
Woo... you bastard... you actually treated me like this... Yang Youyou, who felt that she was too embarrassed just now, didn't even dare to raise her head, but the grievance in her heart could not be calmed down, so she could only cry and punch him
Zhan Ying didn't care about her venting behavior at most, and her arms tightened even more. In a few seconds, she locked her so hard that she could only sob and hug him back.
I'll wait for you for four years, so are you ready to see me again in four years? He printed his lips on the woman's hairline. You know what I will do then, don't run away...
Yang Youyou, who had just stabilized his emotions, was stuck by the meaning hidden in his words. The boy changed his posture and held out her face from his arms. The mèi eyes on his lifted locked her eyes. The pink lips slowly leaned in with a sudden sinking breath. The back of her head was tightly against the bed and could no longer retreat, ...I, I know...
Seeing his thin lips pressing on him, Yang Youyou trembled and took her breath and accepted his kiss again.
Youyou, said you like me... He sucked her lips gently, and her firm vision would not allow her to avoid it at all. I promise, I will never betray you, I promise that it will only belong to you
Yang Youyou relaxed her breath, and she felt uncomfortable always holding on to her
She didn't know what the boy wanted to be, but now there are too many situations beyond her plan. She had no way of knowing what would become in the future. She just hoped that everything would be better
Like you, I... Actually, I may not even understand what true love is and love. She couldn't help but want to confirm his reaction, and it seemed like she wanted to leave some room for herself before retreating. Our relationship concentration is different. My love may never meet the standards you want for you.
Zhan Ying suddenly dropped his weight and squeezed her tightly between the bed and his chest. The tip of his tongue swept open the gap of her lips and pried open her teeth, sneaking into her tender mouth, hooking her tongue and teasing her skillfully.
This kiss was very gentle and delicate, but it still made the woman's breath tremble. The two tongues intertwined and exchanged each other's saliva
This was a kiss that was too long and gentle. Yang Youyou couldn't help but raise her hand and put her around his neck. Her rapid heartbeat made her almost unable to breathe easily.
Suddenly, the taste turned into a deep exploration. She couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and her whole body was about to suffocate due to lack of oxygen.
The boy stroked her face with his hands, and let her separate their lips slightly. But when the eyes met again, I don't know who was moving faster, which made people's deep kisses instantly sealed their breathing.
The intoxicated water vapor made the entangled lips and tongue so sweet that it was confusing. Yang Youyou, who could not bear it, turned her head away. The violent heartbeat was transmitted to the boy through the tight chest cavity, and was rebounded by the other party's equally strong heartbeat.
This time, even if you say you don't like it, I don't believe it. The boy's voice is low and dull and reveals a certain degree of determination.
In addition to kissing her from time to time, kissing her hard and kissing her wildly, Yang Youyou, who was kissing her directly, was almost crying. He even thrust his crotch hard and his face turned red, but he still gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "Don't do it."
Yang Youyou didn't know what he was fighting with. She vaguely felt that he was so depressed today. It might be that the upcoming separation made him very sad, or it might be that his habitual suppression had just burst out and needed to be suppressed again. She could feel that his desire was terrifying, but what was even more terrifying was that he chose to soften her with one passionate kiss after another, making his legs wet and want him to fill it up, but he refused to give her anything except kiss.
Zhan Ying...Yeah...What do you want?
Yang Youyou's lust was so aroused by him. His scarlet long tongue was stuffed into her mouth and licked and tangled. It felt so comfortable that the back of her head was numb. Tears fell out in the blink of an eye, and the tip of his tongue was sucked and sucked hard. After he kissed enough, he thrust his firm tongue into her mouth like he was fucking her. It seemed that it was not such an evil and lustful play with her, and it was not enough to vent his protest and dissatisfaction with her.
The boy pressed her on the bed, pressed her wrists with one hand and pressed them above her head. His lips, which were wet with saliva, kept shaking under the tip of his tongue, and his fragrant little tongue wrapped around him as if he was rejecting and greeting. No matter how he ravaged him, he never intended to hurt him with his teeth.
What do I want to do?
He silenced her crying, and inserted his tongue into his mouth and sucked the body fluid. With her emotional cooperation, he teased all her sensitivity. The lewd sound of "Jī tick" made Yang Youyou unable to help but clamp Mao Shui's pussy. Of course... I love you...
Yang Youyou's face had been red with lust. With reason still in her mind, she knew she could hold on until he was willing to end. But she wanted to be invaded by him and suddenly started to pull her thoughts randomly. Her itchy and empty pussy had been trained by him and loved his tongue very much. She was wet and trembling, and secretly longed for his strong comfort.
Therefore, every time he poked and licked her mouth, it was a temptation to burn her little pussy, which made her unable to help but twist her slender waist and can't bear it.
Woo... Zhanying... itchy... The ecstasy taste of being licked by him crazy. The pleasure of bliss cannot be described in words. Yang Youyou couldn't bear it when he was licked and kissed. She took the initiative to lift her long legs and wrapped it around his waist. She even forgot the personality image she cared about the most. She whimpered even more after kissing the boy with a crying voice. Licked me... Woo... My pussy wanted you to lick it... It was so itchy... It was uncomfortable... Woo...
Zhan Ying stared at her intently, the crimson flushed in his eyes, and the dark eyes were full of Yang Youyou's lustful state by him. I won't lick it... Youyou, let it endure it with me... After you leave, this is the thought you left to me... You should think about me more too
After the words, another numb and deep kiss burned into the female bones. Lingeringly twisted, soul-devouring sucked, tongue tip scraped on her palate accurately and accurately. Yang Youyou's whispered and immediately thrust out of control.
Zhan Ying hugged her tightly, and let her shrink into his arms and cry like he was venting. He couldn't cry, so let her cry on his behalf.
You said so beautifully about the reason for going back, but I only heard one sentence, that is, you want to leave tomorrow, and you even want to deal with the time to say goodbye to me... The boy's mind was not related to age, and he was forced to grow rapidly by reality and did not deserve the word "naive" like "naive"
The darkness of human nature makes him close his heart. Except for the woman in front of him, he will no longer let anyone peek inside. Youyou, don't think that the me in front of you is the real me, and don't let me wait for you for too long. You know, I may be crazyer than what you experienced yesterday.
Woo... you bastard... you actually treated me like this... Yang Youyou, who felt that she was too embarrassed just now, didn't even dare to raise her head, but the grievance in her heart could not be calmed down, so she could only cry and punch him
Zhan Ying didn't care about her venting behavior at most, and her arms tightened even more. In a few seconds, she locked her so hard that she could only sob and hug him back.
I'll wait for you for four years, so are you ready to see me again in four years? He printed his lips on the woman's hairline. You know what I will do then, don't run away...
Yang Youyou, who had just stabilized his emotions, was stuck by the meaning hidden in his words. The boy changed his posture and held out her face from his arms. The mèi eyes on his lifted locked her eyes. The pink lips slowly leaned in with a sudden sinking breath. The back of her head was tightly against the bed and could no longer retreat, ...I, I know...
Seeing his thin lips pressing on him, Yang Youyou trembled and took her breath and accepted his kiss again.
Youyou, said you like me... He sucked her lips gently, and her firm vision would not allow her to avoid it at all. I promise, I will never betray you, I promise that it will only belong to you
Yang Youyou relaxed her breath, and she felt uncomfortable always holding on to her
She didn't know what the boy wanted to be, but now there are too many situations beyond her plan. She had no way of knowing what would become in the future. She just hoped that everything would be better
Like you, I... Actually, I may not even understand what true love is and love. She couldn't help but want to confirm his reaction, and it seemed like she wanted to leave some room for herself before retreating. Our relationship concentration is different. My love may never meet the standards you want for you.
Zhan Ying suddenly dropped his weight and squeezed her tightly between the bed and his chest. The tip of his tongue swept open the gap of her lips and pried open her teeth, sneaking into her tender mouth, hooking her tongue and teasing her skillfully.
This kiss was very gentle and delicate, but it still made the woman's breath tremble. The two tongues intertwined and exchanged each other's saliva
This was a kiss that was too long and gentle. Yang Youyou couldn't help but raise her hand and put her around his neck. Her rapid heartbeat made her almost unable to breathe easily.
Suddenly, the taste turned into a deep exploration. She couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and her whole body was about to suffocate due to lack of oxygen.
The boy stroked her face with his hands, and let her separate their lips slightly. But when the eyes met again, I don't know who was moving faster, which made people's deep kisses instantly sealed their breathing.
The intoxicated water vapor made the entangled lips and tongue so sweet that it was confusing. Yang Youyou, who could not bear it, turned her head away. The violent heartbeat was transmitted to the boy through the tight chest cavity, and was rebounded by the other party's equally strong heartbeat.
This time, even if you say you don't like it, I don't believe it. The boy's voice is low and dull and reveals a certain degree of determination.
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