Senior sister, don't forget me
This sentence means something, but Zhong Qiner is trapped in lust and doesn't care.
Her corridor was already full of juice, wet and hot
The wolf hair on the tip of the pen was stained with moist honey liquid, and it wriggled in her narrow flower hole. It was wet one by one and it was densely stuck together.
Well...Don't do this...Hmm...Ah...
She arched her hips like a semicircular arch bridge, begging with a broken tone
Rong Yuan was not soft-hearted, but stared at her flower hole. The most secret part was opened in such a shameful way. She could hardly bear such stimulation. Her two gorgeous and lewd flower lips were trembling and wanted to close her tightly.
His hand held the pen handle and rotated lightly. The cold pen body rubbed against the flower wall, making her tremble slightly.
The soft lip was stirred even more open, and the transparent mucus slid out in a wisp, flashing with a bright luster
The wolf hair inside followed his movements, rubbing the four smooth walls of the flower hole, scratching her delicate inner part one by one.
The softest thorn of the pen condensed into thin sharp corners, hooked into the deepest part of her
The pleasure filled her snow-white body like a tide. Her eyes were confused. She looked up unconsciously, rubbed the clothes under her with both hands, spread out her five fingers, closed them, clamped them tightly, and repeated again and again
Ah...well...I don't want it anymore...I can't stand it anymore...
She finally couldn't control her. As he moved, she raised her buttocks and used the force of the pen tip, adjusting her own corridor to welcome him into the action of pounding in.
The curved body was swaying gently, a black brush was inserted into her bright red flower hole, and two plump buttocks were shaking in circles.
The body's senses seemed to have disappeared, but the touch inside was so clear, the front end was soft and delicate, and the middle was cold and hard, which stimulated her to moan.
A stream of crystal clear flower liquid slowly flowed out, even dripping on the long black table, soluble in the night
Seeing such a erotic scene, Rong Yuan pursed his lips, let go of his hand, and let her move by herself.
Senior sister, are you comfortable? Rong Yuan's eyes are like a deep ocean, quietly watching her sinking appearance
At this moment, she was sinking into the sea of desire, and her skin was gradually dyed into a faint pink color
Because of the tide of love, tears filled the eyes, and the emotions were moved to the extreme
Comfortable Ah...well... Junior brother...continue...
She blushed and panted, her hair was loose, her black hair filled the entire table, and crystal sweat oozed from her forehead
Rong Yuan curled his lips and smiled slightly, stroked her smooth thighs with both hands, and let her pussy clamp the ink brush, and he couldn't help but swaying his hips up and down.
Junior brother...help me...well...
She sobbed and rescued him, her eyes filled with a thin mist of water.
He laughed in a low voice, his voice was dull, holding the tail of the brush in his hand and slowly pushing forward, but the flesh wall of her pussy tightly sucked the tip of the pen, and his gentle force could not allow it to enter much more
Senior sister, I'm so tight, can I get in like this later?
He looked down at him, the cock between his legs was already straight and red, but he was still holding back his desire and watching her moving appearance floating in the sea of desire
Do you want me to move?
He held the pen handle and gently circled it, and the soft tip of the pen rubbed the four walls and rotated it, bringing a comfortable pleasure, making her scalp numb and her waist bowed even more
Well... move Ah... junior brother... don't stop...
He raised his lips and smiled, grabbed her slender little hand and let her hold her erect cock
Senior sister rubbed it and rub it smaller, otherwise you would be able to hold it so tightly...
Zhong Qin'er's beautiful eyes were gloomy and gasped. Listening to his lies, she thought it would be strange if she could rub her little one.
She glanced at him coquettishly, still obediently holding his desire root tightly, slowly stroking it up and down
Her palms were as delicate as silk, and the wet touch made him extremely addicted. Thin cocoons emerged from the knuckles because of their years of practicing swords. Sharpening his rod body brings different stimulation
Rong Yuan raised his head, and the pleasure of rubbing the penis with her tender little hands gradually spread out, gradually spreading to the back of his head, his eyes were a little confused, his breathing became rapid, with a slight low gasp
Junior brother...you should continue Ah...
The emptiness of the center of the legs made Zhong Qiner finally unable to help but make a sound and ask helplessly
His fingers increased the force of holding the pen handle and finally pushed it inwardly. The flexible pen tip was pressed to the point where it was, rubbing her body numb and her pussy was tightly tangled.
Zhong Qin'er's eyebrows and eyes were even thicker, and she rubbed her little hands tighter, almost moaning loudly, and her tone was broken like a broken string.
Well... so sour... so numb... can't stand it anymore...
His eyes became deeper, and the desire under the sea, which was dark as dark as the night surging, was heavily entangled by her, and he couldn't bear it and gasped heavily.
Senior sister, your voice is so loud that people can't help but want to fuck you
As he said, he pointed the tip of the brush at the point that made her extremely comfortable and rubbed it hard.
Ah...well...I can't do it anymore...
He gritted his teeth and listened to her moaning more than the other in his ear. A few drops of transparent liquid poured out in his urethra excitedly, moistening her fingertips
He continued to tremble the brush, allowing the afterglow of that little bit to continue to strengthen. The wet wolf hair was pressed there, and the soft brush hair was shaking and unfolding. In the constant squirming, it repeatedly stimulated the most sensitive point in her corridor.
Is this comfortable? Is it here?
He asked knowingly, and continued to turn the pen body, letting the flexible pen hair poke the point in her flower hole, and the force gradually became heavier
She finally reached the peak of lust under such stimulation, and pleasure surged towards her like a wave of water.
The narrow hole eyes snuggled the brush tightly. Her body pushed upwards and softened downwards. A large amount of flower liquid suddenly gushed out, flowing out along the pen body, filling his hands, and even stretched out the lust and stuck to the long table.
Ah… finally… has arrived…well…
Zhong Qin'er's whole body softened, her whole body was covered with redness, and she kept moaning, her curled long eyelashes opened and closed, closed and opened, tears slid down her cheeks.
Senior sister, stop forgetting me
Rong Yuan lowered his head, pressed his head against her snow-white belly, and said this sentence again.
I won't let you...
He kept gasping but didn't finish his sentence
This sentence means something, but Zhong Qiner is trapped in lust and doesn't care.
Her corridor was already full of juice, wet and hot
The wolf hair on the tip of the pen was stained with moist honey liquid, and it wriggled in her narrow flower hole. It was wet one by one and it was densely stuck together.
Well...Don't do this...Hmm...Ah...
She arched her hips like a semicircular arch bridge, begging with a broken tone
Rong Yuan was not soft-hearted, but stared at her flower hole. The most secret part was opened in such a shameful way. She could hardly bear such stimulation. Her two gorgeous and lewd flower lips were trembling and wanted to close her tightly.
His hand held the pen handle and rotated lightly. The cold pen body rubbed against the flower wall, making her tremble slightly.
The soft lip was stirred even more open, and the transparent mucus slid out in a wisp, flashing with a bright luster
The wolf hair inside followed his movements, rubbing the four smooth walls of the flower hole, scratching her delicate inner part one by one.
The softest thorn of the pen condensed into thin sharp corners, hooked into the deepest part of her
The pleasure filled her snow-white body like a tide. Her eyes were confused. She looked up unconsciously, rubbed the clothes under her with both hands, spread out her five fingers, closed them, clamped them tightly, and repeated again and again
Ah...well...I don't want it anymore...I can't stand it anymore...
She finally couldn't control her. As he moved, she raised her buttocks and used the force of the pen tip, adjusting her own corridor to welcome him into the action of pounding in.
The curved body was swaying gently, a black brush was inserted into her bright red flower hole, and two plump buttocks were shaking in circles.
The body's senses seemed to have disappeared, but the touch inside was so clear, the front end was soft and delicate, and the middle was cold and hard, which stimulated her to moan.
A stream of crystal clear flower liquid slowly flowed out, even dripping on the long black table, soluble in the night
Seeing such a erotic scene, Rong Yuan pursed his lips, let go of his hand, and let her move by herself.
Senior sister, are you comfortable? Rong Yuan's eyes are like a deep ocean, quietly watching her sinking appearance
At this moment, she was sinking into the sea of desire, and her skin was gradually dyed into a faint pink color
Because of the tide of love, tears filled the eyes, and the emotions were moved to the extreme
Comfortable Ah...well... Junior brother...continue...
She blushed and panted, her hair was loose, her black hair filled the entire table, and crystal sweat oozed from her forehead
Rong Yuan curled his lips and smiled slightly, stroked her smooth thighs with both hands, and let her pussy clamp the ink brush, and he couldn't help but swaying his hips up and down.
Junior brother...help me...well...
She sobbed and rescued him, her eyes filled with a thin mist of water.
He laughed in a low voice, his voice was dull, holding the tail of the brush in his hand and slowly pushing forward, but the flesh wall of her pussy tightly sucked the tip of the pen, and his gentle force could not allow it to enter much more
Senior sister, I'm so tight, can I get in like this later?
He looked down at him, the cock between his legs was already straight and red, but he was still holding back his desire and watching her moving appearance floating in the sea of desire
Do you want me to move?
He held the pen handle and gently circled it, and the soft tip of the pen rubbed the four walls and rotated it, bringing a comfortable pleasure, making her scalp numb and her waist bowed even more
Well... move Ah... junior brother... don't stop...
He raised his lips and smiled, grabbed her slender little hand and let her hold her erect cock
Senior sister rubbed it and rub it smaller, otherwise you would be able to hold it so tightly...
Zhong Qin'er's beautiful eyes were gloomy and gasped. Listening to his lies, she thought it would be strange if she could rub her little one.
She glanced at him coquettishly, still obediently holding his desire root tightly, slowly stroking it up and down
Her palms were as delicate as silk, and the wet touch made him extremely addicted. Thin cocoons emerged from the knuckles because of their years of practicing swords. Sharpening his rod body brings different stimulation
Rong Yuan raised his head, and the pleasure of rubbing the penis with her tender little hands gradually spread out, gradually spreading to the back of his head, his eyes were a little confused, his breathing became rapid, with a slight low gasp
Junior brother...you should continue Ah...
The emptiness of the center of the legs made Zhong Qiner finally unable to help but make a sound and ask helplessly
His fingers increased the force of holding the pen handle and finally pushed it inwardly. The flexible pen tip was pressed to the point where it was, rubbing her body numb and her pussy was tightly tangled.
Zhong Qin'er's eyebrows and eyes were even thicker, and she rubbed her little hands tighter, almost moaning loudly, and her tone was broken like a broken string.
Well... so sour... so numb... can't stand it anymore...
His eyes became deeper, and the desire under the sea, which was dark as dark as the night surging, was heavily entangled by her, and he couldn't bear it and gasped heavily.
Senior sister, your voice is so loud that people can't help but want to fuck you
As he said, he pointed the tip of the brush at the point that made her extremely comfortable and rubbed it hard.
Ah...well...I can't do it anymore...
He gritted his teeth and listened to her moaning more than the other in his ear. A few drops of transparent liquid poured out in his urethra excitedly, moistening her fingertips
He continued to tremble the brush, allowing the afterglow of that little bit to continue to strengthen. The wet wolf hair was pressed there, and the soft brush hair was shaking and unfolding. In the constant squirming, it repeatedly stimulated the most sensitive point in her corridor.
Is this comfortable? Is it here?
He asked knowingly, and continued to turn the pen body, letting the flexible pen hair poke the point in her flower hole, and the force gradually became heavier
She finally reached the peak of lust under such stimulation, and pleasure surged towards her like a wave of water.
The narrow hole eyes snuggled the brush tightly. Her body pushed upwards and softened downwards. A large amount of flower liquid suddenly gushed out, flowing out along the pen body, filling his hands, and even stretched out the lust and stuck to the long table.
Ah… finally… has arrived…well…
Zhong Qin'er's whole body softened, her whole body was covered with redness, and she kept moaning, her curled long eyelashes opened and closed, closed and opened, tears slid down her cheeks.
Senior sister, stop forgetting me
Rong Yuan lowered his head, pressed his head against her snow-white belly, and said this sentence again.
I won't let you...
He kept gasping but didn't finish his sentence
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