Chapter 81 Wife, you clamp me

Haotian got the Blood Red Lotus, how could he not understand? The Blood Red Lotus represents attachment

Su Ying seems strong, but her sense of dependence is stronger than anyone else

When she was on the mountain, she relied on her master. When she left the mountain gate, she relied on her senior sister...

And when she was in harmony with Haotian, she began to fall in love with him, and from the bottom of her heart she regarded him as a private property

In Su Ying's world, there is no tolerance for any impurities. If you love, you must keep loving it. If you are together, you must be together. If you betray, there will be only two. Either you die or I die.

Su Ying treats feelings, such a purely surprising person. This is why Su Mei said: Everyone has their own destiny, and they should do their own things.

As a senior sister, she understands Su Ying

As the senior sister, she seems cold, but no one cares more about this simple junior sister than her.

But life has been decided and they cannot resist, but she still hopes that the junior sister can live a smooth life, but she doesn't know that the junior sister has met the annoying ghost she likes.

Wife, I'm going in. Haotian bit Su Ying's little ear. You're so wet that you're about to get flooded.

Well Ah... don't... Haotian raised one of her legs slightly and made Su Ying pant. Wife, let it be a little bit, I like to watch... Haotian's desire rubbed the hole of the hole, and the sweet juice soaked the entire glans. His wife's body was more honest than his wife's mouth. There was so much slutty water flowing. I wanted to suck it in before I could penetrate it... Haotian thrust his waist slightly, and his big glans was slightly against the tight flower hole. Wife, please... Let's go quickly...

Well Ah... Su Ying felt her whole body tense up, and she moved her desire slightly to Haotian. However, Haotian hung her, just for her not to completely, and just kept rubbing her at the hole. Well Ah... Haotian... don't... it's so uncomfortable...

Wife, tell me... Haotian was also a little anxious, but let Su Ying wave, the love between the two of them can be harmonious in the future

Please... take your big stick... fuck my little pussy... Su Ying was so anxious that she put it in Haotian's arms and said, "The voice is small, like a mosquito."

Wife, let it be louder... Haotian's desire started to thrust in and out in a slight sense. The sound of water pussy was inserted into his vagina, but it was not completely filled. He was waiting for Su Yinglang to get up if he wanted to say something.

Ah... Su Ying's snow-white skin was filled with pink desire, and her flesh was tender as if it was about to drip out of water. Please fuck me... It's so uncomfortable... Haotian...

Wife, hug me tightly... Haotian hugged Su Ying. He lifted one of her legs high, bent down, and resisted the already tight desire to stand up.

This time, the big and hard desire was inserted into the heart of the flower. Su Ying felt her brain blank. Before she could react, Haotian suddenly pulled out again, and then inserted it again. Ah... Su Ying screamed, the ultimate pleasure only reached the forehead. Is it comfortable?

Well, yes, I have to... Su Ying felt a wonderful feeling in this big opening and closing, and her pussy that could not stop tightly wrapped up Haotian's desire.

Wife, you are so sexy, you are still clamping me... Haotian smiled lewdly, and desire arched into his vagina again