Chapter 17 Press her from behind (Weih)

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Li Jianqing has always been a person with weak willpower. She really wanted to ask Lu Weizhi why she seduced her, but looking into the mirror like this, it is really not certain who seduces who is.

Lu Weizhi looked much calmer and more sober than her.

Seeing Qing turn back, Li pressed his hand against Lu Weizhi's chest and tried to push him away. He glanced at him inadvertently and saw his trousers with huge outlines being pushed up, and he was stunned for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he crashed into Lu Weizhi's eyes. He obviously noticed that she was staring at his crotch.Li Jianqing quickly looked away and wanted to cover up: There is nothing good to look at, I haven’t seen it before.

Lu Weizhi pinched her cheek: How many men have you seen?

…………Anyway, there are quite a few.

Li Jianqing didn't want to show that she had never seen the world. She was indeed not that simple. She was numb when she saw a movie. In short, she was not a girl who blushed when she saw a man's lower body.

Lu Weizhi pressed Li Jianqing's lips with his thumb, and he caressed him casually: Have you eaten it?

Li Jianqing seemed to be blown up, and the pink color was like a spreading ink, dizzying on her cheeks and collarbone.How could she have eaten it? Besides, her daughter is so rich, why should she eat it...

Li saw Qing so angry that she opened her mouth and bit people. She bit Lu Weizhi's finger and snorted: I don't do such a thing.

Lu Weizhi was originally a joke to tease Li Jianqing. Her reaction was very fun, like a cat with a stomp on his tail, half-chewing at his finger: Well, I can't eat it now.

Lu Weizhi lowered his head and kissed him again. Li Jianqing seemed to be unable to resist the feeling of kissing him. He let go of his teeth and his strong lips and tongue broke in.

Lu Weizhi pulled Li Jianqing's hand to her, and waited for him to taste the last bit of grapes in her mouth, slightly retreated, and said between her lips: Help me untie it.

Through her pants, Li Jianqing's hand returned to the hard object. Lu Weizhi strangled her wrist. She took off his pants half-actively and half-passively.

The hot giant hit Li Jianqing's back of his hand, with a heavy weight. She looked down and made mental preparations in advance but couldn't help but be surprised. He was so big that she couldn't eat this thing, whether it was above or below...

The man's cock was so big that it was terrifyingly large that it was squinting upwards in a beautiful shape.Li Jianqing mobilized his experience in reading films and judged that he was also the highest among European and American people.

After all, Li Jianqing had some requirements for the appearance of his penis. She had no appetite when the male protagonist in many East Asian films looked listless in her lower body.

For European and American movies, she doesn’t feel very immersive due to racial and cultural differences.

Lu Weizhi's face, coupled with his Western bones and Eastern skin, she is really moved.

The premise is that both of them are single, not as they are now, tempting on the brink of incest.

The word incest hit Li Jianqing's heart. She took a breath and suddenly withdrew her hand: No...

Li saw Qing's soft and white breasts tremble under Lu Weizhi's eyes, his nipples turned red by him, and her hands were also soft. She just held the cock, as soft as hot spring water.

The fog and the sound of water lingered in the bathroom. Li Jianqing's body was extremely hot and his lips were dry. She licked it unconsciously.

The tip of her tongue was poked out and moistened her lips. This action happened in a short moment, but she looked at him with her translucent eyes at the same time.

Lu Weizhi's eyes darkened. He bent down, surrounded Li Jianqing's waist, and hugged her up.

Lu Weizhi stepped into the bathtub full of water. He dripped under the hot water. Li Jianqing exclaimed, and his pajamas were all wet.

Seeing Qing facing the wall, Lu Weizhi's hot and heavy body pressed on her back, she couldn't help but tremble.

The water droplets rolled down in front of Li Jianqing's chest. Lu Weizhi pressed her, and his palms circled in front of her from behind, took on her shaking breasts and kneaded them vigorously.