How could Xue Lingzhi sit steadily? She was helpless and sat on Yue Chongguang without any obstacles. All the fulcrums were his penis that held the sky.
Yue Chongguang was still thrusting on her like a moment. Her huge flesh crown could easily hit her soft flower center. Clusters of current flowed through her body. She could not breathe in the overwhelming pleasure. Every time Yue Chongguang bumped, her pussy would spur one after another, and tears would flow out from her eyes.
If Yue Chongguang hadn't been pinching her waist, she would have probably fallen aside. Xue Lingzhi had never seen such a posture before. She cried and choked: You... slow down... Don't do this...
How could Yue Chongguang slow down at this time? He liked it so much that he tried to get a female body for the first time.
Although Xue Lingzhi's body was fluttering like a green willow in the wind, it looked so flexible and graceful, especially the black hair that looked like a waterfall, which suddenly dissipated upwards with his ups and downs, and then floated down with her landing. This made the girl's beautiful and rosy little face look charming and charming.
The pair of breasts on his chest were thrown up like a snowball. The waves were surging and the breasts were rolling, making the penis below him thick and hard, and his eyes were straightened.
He followed his thoughts and slowly slid upwards from Xue Lingzhi's soft and slender waist. After pinching her pair of shaking snow breasts, he squeezed them hard in his hands, which was like a swelling momentum.
Xue Lingzhi felt a secret pleasure mixed with the pain. She trembled all over and clamped his penis, grabbed his wrist with both hands and said, begging: It hurts and it hurts... Don't pinch it, it will be crushed by you...
Xue Lingzhi's delicate crying recalled Yue Chongguang's slight awakening. He let go of his hand and felt a little distressed when he looked at the breasts with his claws. He thought that he would love his big baby very well today. How could he just make her feel hurt? So he raised his head and held her breasts and kissed her again and again, coaxed her and said: Good baby, don't cry... My brother will not hurt once he kisses...
Xue Lingzhi's nipple was gently held in his mouth, sucking and stoking, and her body was so soft that she couldn't help but tremble. She hammered his shoulder with her hand, and accused her in a coquettish and angrily: Why do you always bully me...
Speaking of bullying, Yue Chongguang was still excited. He gently bit Xue Lingzhi's nipple, while she screamed quietly, reached out to pat her little butt, and then said scoundrelly: There is no reason, because you can only be bullied by me alone in this life...
Then he continued to push up while pinching her soft and plump buttocks with both hands, and Xue Lingzhi was pushed forward by him. When he hit him hard again, she rushed towards him and had to support his hands next to his cheeks. Just as a pair of shaking breasts hung in front of him.
So Yue Chongguang raised his head and neck without any effort, stretched out his tongue and licked her fair and tender breasts.
The thin and dense, numb and itchy feeling began to spread from the tip of the nipples like a whole body. Xue Lingzhi was like a bird in a cage, flapping her wings and singing in a gentle and pleasant voice, but she couldn't fly out. Her pussy was spraying water while wrapping Yue Chongguang's penis. After a while, she lost her strength. She loosened her arms and fell softly on Yue Chongguang's chest.
Yue Chongguang naturally touched her flawless snow back with his hands. From caressing him everywhere at the beginning, to finally becoming tightly wrapped. Her white and tender breasts were pressed against his broad and strong chest, rubbing back and forth with his rhythm.
Xue Lingzhi was sobbing, panting, moaning, and she closed her eyes and felt that Yue Chongguang was pinching her soft buttocks hard and spreading her pink buttocks to both sides. The thick and long and hot dragon was roaring and roaring through her tight and wet flower path, frequently hitting her delicate and sensitive flower heart.
She realized a problem in a vague way. She had no difference between being above and below. She was tightly held in her hand. She could only be fucked honestly.
Yue Chongguang was still thrusting on her like a moment. Her huge flesh crown could easily hit her soft flower center. Clusters of current flowed through her body. She could not breathe in the overwhelming pleasure. Every time Yue Chongguang bumped, her pussy would spur one after another, and tears would flow out from her eyes.
If Yue Chongguang hadn't been pinching her waist, she would have probably fallen aside. Xue Lingzhi had never seen such a posture before. She cried and choked: You... slow down... Don't do this...
How could Yue Chongguang slow down at this time? He liked it so much that he tried to get a female body for the first time.
Although Xue Lingzhi's body was fluttering like a green willow in the wind, it looked so flexible and graceful, especially the black hair that looked like a waterfall, which suddenly dissipated upwards with his ups and downs, and then floated down with her landing. This made the girl's beautiful and rosy little face look charming and charming.
The pair of breasts on his chest were thrown up like a snowball. The waves were surging and the breasts were rolling, making the penis below him thick and hard, and his eyes were straightened.
He followed his thoughts and slowly slid upwards from Xue Lingzhi's soft and slender waist. After pinching her pair of shaking snow breasts, he squeezed them hard in his hands, which was like a swelling momentum.
Xue Lingzhi felt a secret pleasure mixed with the pain. She trembled all over and clamped his penis, grabbed his wrist with both hands and said, begging: It hurts and it hurts... Don't pinch it, it will be crushed by you...
Xue Lingzhi's delicate crying recalled Yue Chongguang's slight awakening. He let go of his hand and felt a little distressed when he looked at the breasts with his claws. He thought that he would love his big baby very well today. How could he just make her feel hurt? So he raised his head and held her breasts and kissed her again and again, coaxed her and said: Good baby, don't cry... My brother will not hurt once he kisses...
Xue Lingzhi's nipple was gently held in his mouth, sucking and stoking, and her body was so soft that she couldn't help but tremble. She hammered his shoulder with her hand, and accused her in a coquettish and angrily: Why do you always bully me...
Speaking of bullying, Yue Chongguang was still excited. He gently bit Xue Lingzhi's nipple, while she screamed quietly, reached out to pat her little butt, and then said scoundrelly: There is no reason, because you can only be bullied by me alone in this life...
Then he continued to push up while pinching her soft and plump buttocks with both hands, and Xue Lingzhi was pushed forward by him. When he hit him hard again, she rushed towards him and had to support his hands next to his cheeks. Just as a pair of shaking breasts hung in front of him.
So Yue Chongguang raised his head and neck without any effort, stretched out his tongue and licked her fair and tender breasts.
The thin and dense, numb and itchy feeling began to spread from the tip of the nipples like a whole body. Xue Lingzhi was like a bird in a cage, flapping her wings and singing in a gentle and pleasant voice, but she couldn't fly out. Her pussy was spraying water while wrapping Yue Chongguang's penis. After a while, she lost her strength. She loosened her arms and fell softly on Yue Chongguang's chest.
Yue Chongguang naturally touched her flawless snow back with his hands. From caressing him everywhere at the beginning, to finally becoming tightly wrapped. Her white and tender breasts were pressed against his broad and strong chest, rubbing back and forth with his rhythm.
Xue Lingzhi was sobbing, panting, moaning, and she closed her eyes and felt that Yue Chongguang was pinching her soft buttocks hard and spreading her pink buttocks to both sides. The thick and long and hot dragon was roaring and roaring through her tight and wet flower path, frequently hitting her delicate and sensitive flower heart.
She realized a problem in a vague way. She had no difference between being above and below. She was tightly held in her hand. She could only be fucked honestly.
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