Chapter 64 Husband’s phone number

As her cock, which was still smelling of urine, was visible to Yang Yuling's cheeks, and a meat bag was bulging, with a weak and pity-like look.

Hiss...comfortable.Ning Yuancheng said something without hesitation, then grabbed Yang Yuling's head and moved up and down.

The firm cock went in and out of the warm and moist little mouth, and every time it brought out crystal clear saliva and vaginal fluid. The woman buried under her crotch also had an extremely rosy face and looked extremely tempting, just like a peach, making people unable to help but want to bully her.

Your tongue is quite flexible, right... licking more, it feels so comfortable, and doing a good job... Ning Yuancheng hugged Yang Yuling's head and controlled the amplitude of his dick entering and exiting her little mouth.

It seemed as if Yang Yuling's head was in his hands, but it was just an airplane cup toy, not a living person.

It lasted for more than ten minutes.

The smell of lust was filled with the Ferrari, and the atmosphere was lewd.

Yang Yuling's little face was also full of spring love, her pair of watery eyes were full of charming mist flashing, and the corners of her mouth and chin were covered with saliva and vaginal fluid flowing out of her mouth. As the cock thrusts, it flowed down, dyeing her shirt translucent.

Boss... My mouth is sore... Yang Yuling spits out her dick and looks at Ning Yuancheng timidly.The implication is that she doesn't want to be fucked all the time, she wants to change her place.

The space is too small, I don’t want to move for a day.Ning Yuancheng smiled faintly, let go of his breasts that had been kneading, and reached out to pick up Yang Yuling.

Yang Yuling turned to kneeling, kneeling on the soft leather chair of the passenger seat, raising her butt like a little bitch, and her head was in front of Ning Yuancheng. Her cock was rubbing her lips, and she occasionally stuck out her tongue to lick the glans.

Ning Yuancheng's hands were kneading Yang Yuling's big butt.

Yang Yuling took the initiative to untie her pants and took them off to her knees, revealing her fair and round buttocks and a quiet valley.

Ning Yuancheng slapped his butt a few times, and then his fingers slid towards the vagina between his legs.At this time, Yang Yuling's vagina had already been flooded with disasters and mud.

Slut, why are you so wet!Ning Yuancheng made fun of it, rubbed his fingers on the tender flesh at the mouth of his pussy a few times, and then went straight into it with both fingers.

Ah… Yang Yuling immediately let out a low and depressing moan and said with a red face: Do you like the boss so much?

Stop talking, can’t you stop talking?Ning Yuancheng directly pressed Yang Yuling's head down and said dissatisfiedly.

Yang Yuling felt helplessness in her heart, and she had to obediently open her mouth and continue to lick it with her cock in her mouth.

At this moment, the phone ringing suddenly rang, and it seemed unusually abrupt in the silent car.

Yang Yuling was even shocked.

Your phone.Ning Yuancheng took out his cell phone from Yang Yuling's bag, and when he saw the caller ID, he couldn't help laughing, and his other hand pressed Yang Yuling's head directly, and his cock pierced deeply into the woman's throat.

This feeling of affair made him extremely excited, and his penis grew bigger. After piercing into Yang Yuling's mouth, he jumped a few times. Yang Yuling's pretty face turned red and her eyes were filled with mist.

Your husband's, eat and pick it up.After saying this, Ning Yuancheng connected the phone and then leaned into Yang Yuling's ear.

Yang Yuling's heartbeat was half a beat, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. After spitting out her cock, she looked at Ning Yuancheng begging for mercy, obviously retreating.

It’s okay if you are unwritten by your boss’s unspoken rules behind your back. At this time, do you still have to answer your husband’s phone number?

Yang Yuling was frightened.

But for some reason, a taboo pleasure rose in my heart, which was very exciting.

Hello...husband?Yang Yuling hesitated for a moment, looked at Ning Yuancheng weakly, and finally spoke.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Yuancheng pressed her head again, and her cock was fucked in her little mouth.

Ning Yuancheng no longer endured it and became very cruel. He couldn't control his cock to fuck him up while sitting in a chair, so he turned on his phone and asked Yang Yuling to hold it by himself. Then he controlled Yang Yuling's head to move up and down with both hands. His cock also went in and out of his warm and moist mouth, causing large pieces of vaginal fluid to flow out of saliva.

A Ling, why haven’t you come back yet? Do you work overtime?On the phone, the voice of Yang Yuling's husband Liao Siyong came.

Um... Ha, um, didn't you tell you at noon? The boss came down today and was very busy... Um... Yang Yuling blushed and said to the phone quickly while panting. Before she could finish a sentence, Ning Yuancheng pressed her head down hard again, and her little mouth was filled with her dick in an instant.

Puffy puffy puffy... Because of the lot of saliva and vaginal fluid, and Ning Yuanqi did not control the speed at this time, he fucked very quickly, so he could clearly hear the subtle sound of the friction between his penis and his lips.

Of course, Yang Yuling's breathing was also quite serious.

What are you doing?Sure enough, Liao Siyong on the other end of the phone quickly realized something was wrong and his tone quickly became gloomy and anxious.

Yang Yuling was almost crying, suppressing her voice, but the boss's cock was not controlled by her at all and rushed straight into her mouth.

It seemed as if my little mouth had become a battlefield, and the boss's dick was conquering.

While she was fucked, she tried her best to raise her head, with a prayer in her eyes, looking at Ning Yuancheng.

Ning Yuanchang's cock suddenly penetrated into Yang Yuling's throat, and then quickly pulled it out without making a sound, but just signaled Yang Yuling with her eyes.