Zhan Ying took a deep breath next to her face, and sealed her lips again without waiting for Yang Youyou to react more.
The kiss was so intense and strong that he kissed, and it seemed that there was a fire on the tip of his tongue. Especially after Yang Youyou forced himself not to resist, he felt a numb trembling everywhere he passed.
Don't lie to me... Everyone can lie to me, only you, only you can't... Zhan Ying's voice was hoarse by the desire to be contaminated with love again. His two big hands lingered on Yang Youyou's body until he held the trembling round breasts on her chest again, and finally he caressed and played with her like a treasure.
The matter was serious beyond Yang Youyou's expectations, and she once again made her vaguely sure that there was definitely something wrong with the person in front of her.
Perhaps in his mind, they were not strangers at all, but were ambiguity objects with countless intimate details. What's more, he might have already figured out more fictional plots, including rationalizing all his crimes.
May I have your name?
The other party buried his head in her neck and kissed and licked it. Yang Youyou continued to tremble her breath and tried her best to maintain the most reasonable tolerance. Are you unwilling to tell me?
Zhan Ying seemed to have not heard it, his wet and burning lips and tongue snatched down the curve of her body, and the pink nipples in his fingers stood up quietly, and he was intoxicated by him and gently sucked in his mouth.
The warm and sour feeling suddenly spread from the nipple to the whole body. Yang Youyou gently pushed his delicate and flexible chest. The man's tight muscles suddenly tightened during her touch, which scared her to stop her hand immediately.
He was too cautious and had a very cautious logic. If he was not sick, he would probably not disclose some useful information to her.
The repeated tug-of-war caused Yang Youyou to have a negative mentality of following the flow. The legal provisions related to the case were in her mind one by one, and the cases I had read were loaded one by one. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was fighting for something, but in just three seconds, she immediately slapped herself, who was so tired that she just wanted to avoid.
Because she knew that once a person chooses to fall, his future life will only fall blindly
There are ones and twos, and then again and again, they eventually become in the sour and stinky garbage, and sadly argued that 'Look, people should be like this'
Her life shouldn't be so! Even if she has to be an enemy of everyone, even if her ending will lose everything because of him, living people will not be suffocated to death by shit and urine.
You... don't you want me... to call your name?
Yang Youyou once again mustered up the courage to stroke his hand on his shoulder and arm. She had never been so close to her ex-boyfriend, and she didn't even know the way of persuasion for reference. However, this sentence poked the softest part of Zhan Ying's heart when she was unexpected.
'Don't you want me to call your name'? This sentence is so close to anything that is scratching your ears. Zhan Ying's heartbeat and breathing burned his whole body to boil.
Are you seducing me? Tuan of hot air spread from Yang Youyou's chest. Zhan Ying loosened her breasts and continued to lick her lips and tongue with burning breath.
He spread his long legs, which had never had the chance to be together, and his flexible long tongue pressed onto the center of his legs and began to rotate and fiddle. The tip of his tongue penetrated into the vagina and poked back and forth, forcing Yang Youyou to keep her heart even if she tried her best to maintain her heart, she could not resist her susceptible body and betrayed her feelings.
Her body kept trembling under the pleasure, and her face changed from the heat and cold as the reason and desire pulled. The previous moment turned blue and white, and the next second itched and flushed. Yang Youyou briefly distorted her mind, thinking that why can't she treat him as a massage stick?
But as the man licked his clitoris became more and more crazy, her clitoris was shaking under his tongue, which made her hands scattered against his forehead, trembling with her legs, and couldn't help but make a sweet and sweet nose sound.
A brief brilliance flashed through Zhan Ying's red eyes, and he was tempted by the little pussy at the entrance to pay attention to it. Your pussy is kissing me again. Do you like me?
No, unfair... you... know me well, I know nothing about you... You ask me like it... But I don't even know who you are... All meaningless questions were wielded out by Yang Youyou. In the current situation, if she doesn't want to master the favorable conditions, she will really not even know how to die. Um... Do you say you like me... do you really like it... or do you like it... It's actually the feeling of rape...
Yang Youyou, you are too cunning... Although Zhan Ying doesn't know her much, he knows that if she wants to continue to do this, he will definitely expose himself willingly
cunning?
Who is cunning?
What he said about "like" is basically the same as "hate" in her opinion.
Does it mean that as long as you put on a coat called "beauty", cruelty will be decorated with lace and embellished with illusory bubbles?
He had already forced her into a desperate situation, but did not let her die. Then he casually threw out a little so-called hope through careful planning, forcing her, who could not see the light in the dark, to flock to her!
She wanted to accuse her loudly, and she wanted to hysterically shout out the truth in her heart. But it was not possible. She had already reached this point and could not destroy all the advantages she had accumulated so easily.
At the same time, the extremely refreshing pleasure became clearer in Yang Youyou's consciousness. She couldn't push him away, and her body, which was invaded by lust, gradually tensed. She could feel the part of the center of her legs being hard and rubbed by the violently pressed and pressed by the tip of his tongue. It was numb, sour and itchy. Every time she sucked, she couldn't help but scream.
Tell me, is it fun?
Zhan Ying's hoarse voice was a different kind of bewitching. His breathing was so heavy that it was burning. The hard thing under his crotch was thrusting frequently. You know what I want and what I want to hear. Give it to me, I will tell you...
asshole!
He is just a heinous bastard!
Yang Youyou was about to cry. The more she wanted to suppress this feeling, the more she seemed to understand her thoughts. Her wet tongue rubbed her fragile forcefully. The more she wanted to keep her heart, the more he wanted to drag her into the abyss and tear her a solid shell that she had finally built.
Say...Don't you think I believe you, Yang Youyou?
He pointed at the pretty clitoris mark and sucked it hard, and even pulled it open with his fingers and pulled it back and forth, squeezing and rubbing it. Yang Youyou was made to cry and her naked body kept shaking.
The sensitive legs were already sarcastic under the man's abuse and lust like a man's raw sex. Yang Youyou really couldn't stand it anymore. She heard her private parts being licked and sucked by him, and her pleasure kept ringing. Her pleasure accumulated more and more, and she was about to completely crush her reason!
The kiss was so intense and strong that he kissed, and it seemed that there was a fire on the tip of his tongue. Especially after Yang Youyou forced himself not to resist, he felt a numb trembling everywhere he passed.
Don't lie to me... Everyone can lie to me, only you, only you can't... Zhan Ying's voice was hoarse by the desire to be contaminated with love again. His two big hands lingered on Yang Youyou's body until he held the trembling round breasts on her chest again, and finally he caressed and played with her like a treasure.
The matter was serious beyond Yang Youyou's expectations, and she once again made her vaguely sure that there was definitely something wrong with the person in front of her.
Perhaps in his mind, they were not strangers at all, but were ambiguity objects with countless intimate details. What's more, he might have already figured out more fictional plots, including rationalizing all his crimes.
May I have your name?
The other party buried his head in her neck and kissed and licked it. Yang Youyou continued to tremble her breath and tried her best to maintain the most reasonable tolerance. Are you unwilling to tell me?
Zhan Ying seemed to have not heard it, his wet and burning lips and tongue snatched down the curve of her body, and the pink nipples in his fingers stood up quietly, and he was intoxicated by him and gently sucked in his mouth.
The warm and sour feeling suddenly spread from the nipple to the whole body. Yang Youyou gently pushed his delicate and flexible chest. The man's tight muscles suddenly tightened during her touch, which scared her to stop her hand immediately.
He was too cautious and had a very cautious logic. If he was not sick, he would probably not disclose some useful information to her.
The repeated tug-of-war caused Yang Youyou to have a negative mentality of following the flow. The legal provisions related to the case were in her mind one by one, and the cases I had read were loaded one by one. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was fighting for something, but in just three seconds, she immediately slapped herself, who was so tired that she just wanted to avoid.
Because she knew that once a person chooses to fall, his future life will only fall blindly
There are ones and twos, and then again and again, they eventually become in the sour and stinky garbage, and sadly argued that 'Look, people should be like this'
Her life shouldn't be so! Even if she has to be an enemy of everyone, even if her ending will lose everything because of him, living people will not be suffocated to death by shit and urine.
You... don't you want me... to call your name?
Yang Youyou once again mustered up the courage to stroke his hand on his shoulder and arm. She had never been so close to her ex-boyfriend, and she didn't even know the way of persuasion for reference. However, this sentence poked the softest part of Zhan Ying's heart when she was unexpected.
'Don't you want me to call your name'? This sentence is so close to anything that is scratching your ears. Zhan Ying's heartbeat and breathing burned his whole body to boil.
Are you seducing me? Tuan of hot air spread from Yang Youyou's chest. Zhan Ying loosened her breasts and continued to lick her lips and tongue with burning breath.
He spread his long legs, which had never had the chance to be together, and his flexible long tongue pressed onto the center of his legs and began to rotate and fiddle. The tip of his tongue penetrated into the vagina and poked back and forth, forcing Yang Youyou to keep her heart even if she tried her best to maintain her heart, she could not resist her susceptible body and betrayed her feelings.
Her body kept trembling under the pleasure, and her face changed from the heat and cold as the reason and desire pulled. The previous moment turned blue and white, and the next second itched and flushed. Yang Youyou briefly distorted her mind, thinking that why can't she treat him as a massage stick?
But as the man licked his clitoris became more and more crazy, her clitoris was shaking under his tongue, which made her hands scattered against his forehead, trembling with her legs, and couldn't help but make a sweet and sweet nose sound.
A brief brilliance flashed through Zhan Ying's red eyes, and he was tempted by the little pussy at the entrance to pay attention to it. Your pussy is kissing me again. Do you like me?
No, unfair... you... know me well, I know nothing about you... You ask me like it... But I don't even know who you are... All meaningless questions were wielded out by Yang Youyou. In the current situation, if she doesn't want to master the favorable conditions, she will really not even know how to die. Um... Do you say you like me... do you really like it... or do you like it... It's actually the feeling of rape...
Yang Youyou, you are too cunning... Although Zhan Ying doesn't know her much, he knows that if she wants to continue to do this, he will definitely expose himself willingly
cunning?
Who is cunning?
What he said about "like" is basically the same as "hate" in her opinion.
Does it mean that as long as you put on a coat called "beauty", cruelty will be decorated with lace and embellished with illusory bubbles?
He had already forced her into a desperate situation, but did not let her die. Then he casually threw out a little so-called hope through careful planning, forcing her, who could not see the light in the dark, to flock to her!
She wanted to accuse her loudly, and she wanted to hysterically shout out the truth in her heart. But it was not possible. She had already reached this point and could not destroy all the advantages she had accumulated so easily.
At the same time, the extremely refreshing pleasure became clearer in Yang Youyou's consciousness. She couldn't push him away, and her body, which was invaded by lust, gradually tensed. She could feel the part of the center of her legs being hard and rubbed by the violently pressed and pressed by the tip of his tongue. It was numb, sour and itchy. Every time she sucked, she couldn't help but scream.
Tell me, is it fun?
Zhan Ying's hoarse voice was a different kind of bewitching. His breathing was so heavy that it was burning. The hard thing under his crotch was thrusting frequently. You know what I want and what I want to hear. Give it to me, I will tell you...
asshole!
He is just a heinous bastard!
Yang Youyou was about to cry. The more she wanted to suppress this feeling, the more she seemed to understand her thoughts. Her wet tongue rubbed her fragile forcefully. The more she wanted to keep her heart, the more he wanted to drag her into the abyss and tear her a solid shell that she had finally built.
Say...Don't you think I believe you, Yang Youyou?
He pointed at the pretty clitoris mark and sucked it hard, and even pulled it open with his fingers and pulled it back and forth, squeezing and rubbing it. Yang Youyou was made to cry and her naked body kept shaking.
The sensitive legs were already sarcastic under the man's abuse and lust like a man's raw sex. Yang Youyou really couldn't stand it anymore. She heard her private parts being licked and sucked by him, and her pleasure kept ringing. Her pleasure accumulated more and more, and she was about to completely crush her reason!
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