Chapter 81 Yang Power-3(H)

Thin lips came to her high pink breasts again, he stretched out his long tongue and curled it lightly again, Cen Zhu couldn't help but tremble, she let out a very inspiring moan. Well..., just such a gentle moan made the man's heat harder as hard as iron, and a raging fire seemed to ignite between Yang's lower abdomen, burning his rationality wildly

Cen Zhu wriggled gently, her white jade-like legs rubbed continuously, her upper body arched slightly, her beautiful and beautiful face was slightly red at the moment, and her beautiful eyes were now filled with intoxicating confusion. Her delicate red lips opened slightly, and her delicate moans made people fall into the turmoil of love.

Yang's kiss gradually went down, passing through her slender waist that was not full, and then to her two straight and white slender legs. He gently chewed her kiss, spreading her legs apart, kissing to the inside of her thighs, feeling the smooth and flawless skin, and then to the near her vagina that was emitting a faint fragrance.

Just the action of her legs being separated by a man, she would always spit out flower fluid whenever she thought of the man staring at her private parts at this moment.

My Lord, I hope I can please you? The sun is spitting out hot air in the woman's constant flowing vagina

Cen Zhu secretly scolded the man in her heart, it was really hateful. She was like this and she deliberately asked her to say... But, she was really uncomfortable. Her eyebrows slightly raised and she gasped: I want...

Want my fingers?

Yang stretched out his index finger and directly pounded into the woman's sweet and abundant flower hole. Then he used his thumb to fiddle with the slightly raised flower stem. His index finger kept stirring the flower hole, feeling tightly wrapped by the tender and slippery corridor. His male root swelled and painful, and his breathing became rapid and uncontrollable...

Cen Zhu closed her eyes tightly, her legs couldn't help but want to close, but the man's big hands were split even more open. She bent her legs and even curled up her toes. She swayed her head left and right, as if she was happy, as if she was filled, as if she was more empty

Is my master comfortable? Yang asked in a low voice with sweat on his forehead

I... don't know... She doesn't know how to answer this question. It's a lie to say that it's uncomfortable, but she actually longs for a thicker male root to enter her flower hole. She doesn't know how to answer it inconsistency

This is not my fault, I need to work harder

Yang's finger kept fiddling with the flower stalk, and then added the middle finger to explore her honey hole. Two fingers were raging in the vagina, and the finger kept teasing her most sensitive flower stalk. The passage in the vagina became more and more humid and hot, and the flower liquid kept flowing out from the depths...

Ah...No... Cen Zhu couldn't bear the deeper and deeper pleasure. She let out a broken moan, her delicate body trembled constantly, and the pleasure crawled across her back. She finally couldn't help it, and it reached the extreme...

My Lord is so tempting... Yang looked at Cen Zhu under him and reached the mèi state after orgasm, and his lower body tightened and could no longer bear it. He pulled out his fingers, held the hot iron, and separated the two petals that were still in the aftermath of the climax. His huge glans was on the small hole, and he said in a low voice: I'm going in...

Cen Zhu's face blushed and nodded slightly

Yang thrust forward with force, and the hot male root was completely penetrated into the flower path

Ah... The instant fullness made Cen Zhu unable to help but moan. What a thick and big thing filled her lower body. Although she felt a little pain, she was more of the joy of being filled with thick and thick male roots.

When Yang penetrated into the tight corridor, the feeling of being wrapped around all directions was really wonderful. The layers of flesh walls seemed to sucking their male roots in countless small mouths. Every time they entered and exited, they were surrounded by such tight suffocation. He tried hard to pull it out and penetrated deeply, and every time he thrust, he penetrated deep into the uterus.

So deep... so swelling... Cen Zhu's whole body was shaking by the man's violent movements, and her breasts kept bouncing due to the man's strong movements. She was so confused by the pleasure accumulated at high speed, leaving only the pleasure accumulated in her lower body. Such gorgeous beauty and ultimate sensory enjoyment, she couldn't help but bow her body and the flower wall kept shrinking...

My Lord bit her so tightly... Yang Mai was breathing, and the speed of thrusting was faster. His big pair held her slender waist, and the hot iron still greedily ravaged her fragile heart. He hit wildly and violently, and the sound of his body slapping was rapid. The place where the two of them had wet and muddy, and even their thighs were filled with splashing water.

Yang... Be gentle... Don't use so much force... Cen Zhu felt that she was about to be ruined by a man. He thrust hard and hard. The flower wall that was constantly shrinking due to orgasm tried to hinder the man's deeper possession, but the male root was so hard and thick, and his more violent impact made her feel like she was about to die, and quickly made her suffocate because of the bliss

Sweat dripping from the forehead was sprinkled on Cen Zhu. His handsome manly face was full of lust at this moment. His male root was pulled out and then penetrated. His happiness penetrated into the bone marrow. He was occupying his destined master...

sky!

The taste was so beautiful that he forgot that he was injecting the power of Yang to Cen Zhu. He only remembered to be fierce, desperate, and possess the beautiful woman under him.

During the crazy intercourse, Cen Zhu's eyes were covered with white light. The thick cock was still ravaged by mine. Cen Zhu kept moaning because of being inserted. Ah..., reached orgasm again, and more warm currents surged out of the lower abdomen and sprayed out from the flower mouth.

I don't know how long it took for crazy sex. Cen Zhu had already been fucked and her whole body was exhausted. Her misty eyes were blurred, and she didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy. Her little mouth opened slightly, and she could only breathe softly. Um... Spit out a broken low moan

Yang's eyes darkened, and then he ran through the woman's tenderness again and again. He was spinning maliciously in the heart of the flower, insisting on causing the woman to scream so hard.

Too... deep... Cen Zhu couldn't bear it and made a sound. The pleasure came from the deepest twitch. Her flower hole still overflowed with continuous vaginal fluid, causing the man to enter and exit to produce a lot of water sound.

You are really a woman who is made of water. It's so great that the amount of vaginal fluid is so good.

Yang growled excitedly. The clone bitten by the woman was so fast and beautiful. He was bitten by the tender flesh wall and was dying. He couldn't help but act wilder.

His penis was getting faster and deeper and deeper. His muscles were tense. Finally, a fierce blow poured all the hot semen into the woman's flower pot. The gorgeous and thick small holes from his round ends continued to emerge in full...