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Chapter 147 Growth

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Youyou, your little clitoris is so round... so cute... Zhan Ying was finally willing to move his eyes away from the flying pink meat. He looked at her with his eyes fixed and narrowed trembling pussy with his scarlet long tongue against the slit. If he didn't have enough skills, use speed to make up. The fierce sliding speed was not waiting for the woman to prepare and he would automatically lift one of his long legs.

Gentle...be gentle...Ah...slow...Zhanying...AhAh...Yang Youyou defeated the persistence in his violent poking. The uncontrollable shame made her unable to help but raise her arm to cover her face. She grabbed the man's head with the other hand and wanted to push it, but somehow it turned into a support. She clearly felt a heat gushing out of her legs, and she was swallowed by Zhan Ying.

The sensitive little clitoris was so swollen that she could clearly know the shape even if she didn't look at it. Zhan Ying knew that it was her most delicate and fragile cute baby, so it was naturally impossible to let it go. His tongue suddenly raised upwards, and accurately found the pink little meat bead and plucked with a quick tongue. Yang Youyou raised her head and moaned, and all the firm spiritual support was softened into a pool of water.

No...Woo...No...Ah...Mmm...No...No... She said no, but she couldn't help but straighten her waist. She pressed Zhan Ying's head with both hands to make him stick closer to her, wanting to get more pleasure

Zhan Ying felt her changes and sucked even more crazy. After only a few strokes, he felt the petite twitching violently in his mouth.

Yang Youyou arched her waist and put all her lewd legs onto his face. She completely forgot the environmental and occasion problems she had worried about before.

Zhan Ying sucked the little clitoris that was hard and swollen into round beans and sucked hard. Yang Youyou immediately raised her head and trembled violently. The trembling crying overflowed her swollen lips that were biting tightly. The slutty thrust was pressed against his rough tongue and suddenly bounced. A warm tide spurted out quickly with her crying sound. He was taken over by him who had been ready for it and swallowed it all.

Woo...Ah...No...Stop...AhAh...It's broken...Woo...Hot lips did not choose to stop because she reached the top orgasm. Instead, they sucked the shaking little meat beads even more arrogantly. The empty corridor was full of her crying and panting. Yang Youyou felt that his crispy meat was about to be eaten into her stomach. The sourness and terror made her almost crazy

Zhan Ying's breathing was very tight, and he pushed his long tongue into the hole and stuck it in, imitating the movements of the work, thrusting her pussy one after another. The lewd sound of "tsk tsk" disturbed people's hearts. Is it comfortable? Youyou...

The pleasure of being poked by him became stronger and stronger. Yang Youyou was so teased by him that she could not speak. She turned her face and trembled and dug Zhan Ying for a glance. However, her eyes were full of affection, and no matter how cruel she was, she seemed to be hooking him and throwing her eyes.

Zhan Ying didn't care if she couldn't wait for her answer. He occupied the tender flesh in her legs and sucked and inserted it with all his heart. His teeth bit the hard and swollen clitoris and gently pulled it, which made Yang Youyou cry and scream out his name before he suddenly let go. Seeing it bounce back and trembled, he even became more obsessed with it and sucking it so hard.

Yang Youyou is undoubtedly beautiful, but in Zhan Ying's eyes, her beauty has been magnified to an endless level, so subtle that it is a teardrop, a thin sweat, a hair...

Even the carbon dioxide she spit out, he wanted to collect it forever.

Zhan Ying... Don't be here... Woo... Don't be here... Yang Youyou leaned against the wall, twisting her slender waist unbearably. She couldn't resist the comfort given to her by Zhan Ying. Reason always returns after orgasm, and is thrown behind her head in the pleasure of the next wave of pursuit. How could she become like this?

All are the effects of drugs, all are...

The saliva was secreted from his lips and tongue that wanted to be sucked and kissed, and he was so full that he wanted to send it into his mouth that was kissed and sucked, and his pussy was itchy and painful in his lower abdomen. He wanted to be more strengthened and invaded by him...

It's not her own wish, it's not all!

But behind every negative sentence is her voice that cannot remain firm. She knows that some things have become different even if... she is unwilling to accept it.

It seemed that she felt her distraction, Zhan Ying took back her tongue that had already pulled a silver thread to her tender pussy and stood up slowly

Her face contained a message that he could guess, but what could he do?

He can't stop

You know, even if you resist desperately, I will definitely rape you... Zhan Ying put her in his arms and stared at her eyes even though she looked at him, but she didn't know where to go, so just hate me. Whether you want to beat, scold or kill, I will never resist

Shen thoughts had to take them back without being able to escape. Yang Youyou raised her eyes and saw clearly the possessive feelings that Zhan Ying had for her.

Then, before she could think of the wording of the reply, a hard, majestic and crude thing that could make her feel the heat even though a layer of fabric was intervened.

Yang Youyou trembled and took a breath, leaning against the wall instinctively tiptoed, her legs were tightly lifted and squeezed. She tightened her back as if she was riding on a man's cock.

Zhan Ying stared at her eyes, twisted her hips and slowly rubbed against the center of her legs.

Yang Youyou's breath trembled, and the tears condensed in her eyes were about to flow down again. Zhan Ying's eyes were deep, and he could not take his eyes off when he stared at her seductive look.

It was me who forced you, Youyou... You didn't have any mistakes... Zhan Ying hugged her in his arms, spit out his long tongue and stuffed it into her little mouth that couldn't help but breathe and kissed her strongly

Lips and tongues are lingering

Yang Youyou knew that she had no mistakes, but she knew very firmly, but because she knew, she could not allow herself to make mistakes even more.

The wet private parts were numb by him through a layer of fabric. The tiptoe was almost unable to support her weight. The plundered air was thin and thin, making her dizzy.

She unknowingly tightened the man's neck, and the white and tender meat buns covered with fragrant grass in her legs were twisted and deformed by him. Her lip was cut open, her delicate clam meat was rubbed constantly, and her sensitive and cute little meat stalk was rubbed out, and she was so round and swollen that she was trembling.

The lips and tongue were swollen and numb by him, and he passed all the abundant saliva into her mouth, forcing her to swallow it without falling down, rubbing her legs and slowly adding strength until the woman's delicate legs tugged and her mouth vented her crying sound, he let her go with satisfaction and let her breathe smoothly

Yang Youyou's eyes were covered with mist, and his waist was so hard that he couldn't stand up.

Youyou, I want to fuck your pussy... Zhan Ying sucked her white and tender neck, leaving conspicuous red plums, which continued to his collarbone with his marks. He then pressed the tip of his tongue against her carotid artery and licked and sucked it all the way.