So serious... Hiccup Wave So what did you see with Lord Dimiucos at that time? He slipped back without fighting. I can't imagine that there would be any difficulties that would make you monster-like men who have no idea of trying... Hiccup Wave Commander Ah... Do you still have wine? This is so delicious, I want to give you more...
I don't eat the soft and hard side of Browning. This "Tactical Humanoid Commander's Lady" who had just brought a few days of soldiers actually learned the tactics of our Chinese mobilizing the masses. While I was enjoying it, I found two wines and was confused to get in the way. I used the infinite ammunition guns I got in the dungeon before and made several tactical humanoids. Among them, a few girls have a lively and fun personality. They are familiar with the superiors. Even if they don't plan to join my harem, they will come to my bedroom to sit, brag, spank, etc., and can be a buddy.
Isn’t there any wine in your dormitory? Why do you have to drink my Ah?
Oh, isn't this the environment in your home good? Look, this day, this place, the mountains and waters in the projection wall curtain, it looks much like the snow scene in Siberia in our home... Not to mention drinking, even drinking horse urine is better than dormitories and bars, right?
Because the recent shifts have been too daily, the two old beauties, the submachine gun humanoid Thompson and assault rifle humanoid AK-47, sometimes come to me to drink and drink the blonde girl who uses camouflage green vest and field army pants to cover up her hot figure. She doesn't even take off her boots when she comes into my house. The "most vicious weapon in the world" AK-47 is from Kalashnikov. Her pure Russian bloodline, she is very aggressive in both killing, drinking or shooting.
I didn't provoke her, but after hearing that AK47 was able to stimulate the "tactic expansion" ability with me, she took the initiative to come to me and directly "do it" for me in the men's bathroom compartment since then, our relationship has been relatively close, a bit like friends, and has obedience between superiors and subordinates, but it does not delay the desire or the ability to drink too much. It belongs to the kind of relationship between gun friends that each needs in modern society needs.
To be honest, it is really exciting to do with Maomei. They are born with a crazy spirit. They twist their butts as soon as they are inserted into them, so they want to let your cock stick out. Moreover, because alcohol has long-term anesthesia of the mind cube, the AK47's body feeling is more dull than Browning's sensitive type. Not only does they have almost no pain during fighting and cannot get off the line of fire, but they also have a slower orgasm when they are shooting.
It feels like racing on the grassland where ice and snow are just a little bit like stepping on the accelerator and banging hard. A little bit of laziness will be captured by her pussy with strong suction like a slumber. It is quite "strength" to fuck. If this girl hadn't been unable to keep drinking, I would have been delayed many times, so I really wanted to take her away.
Commander’s wife, can I eat your roasted cookies to make a dish?
I will not be able to drink here for an afternoon without any reception. If you get some food for you, why don’t you stay here?
Browning is an American gun, and is born to be incompatible with AK47, a Soviet relic. She is not friendly to her now, and may also be related to AK47 vomiting a piece of tiger skin carpet worth 2,200 soul power a few days ago.
Thompson, who sat with AK47, was relatively not so unrestrained, but she was barely meeting Browning's patience standard. Her body wrapped in leather jacket was very tense, and she was sitting on the sofa in my house. The cigar caught her fingertips raised pale smoke and made the surrounding air smell a drowsy. The smoke of nearly a piece of finger-length has been making my cute wife's blood pressure soar, for fear that the thing would fall directly into the crack of my sofa in my house and would not be wiped off...
It’s not bad to stay for two days, as long as you keep food and accommodation... Hey! Boss, your lighter is good. It should not be a technology of modern craftsmanship but a magical creation, right? Hehehe... I guess you don’t lack this thing, so I will take Ah!
Although Thompson's submachine gun was on the battlefield during World War II, it was indeed widely used by American gangs because of its convenience of carrying.
The nickname "Chicago Typewriter" is like the character profile of her mind's cube. It represents sin, rebellion, and stubbornness that ignores law and management. In short, Thompson's submachine gun is a gangster who is a gangster who is a good man. He is an old hooligan who immediately draws a line with his previous comrades after retirement from the army to engage in illegal activities. If it weren't for my current strength that would have been suppressed by her, it would be a difficult thorn. Although he is a compatriot, his sloppy aura made Browning, who has been serving in the army, disliked him very much.
Alas AK You said that this fruit was born on a tree. I have never seen it before... Hahaha, the boss's house is full of fresh things. We both can pick up treasures every time we come. It's so happy!
The two of them almost vomited blood when they were eating and taking it. Although the things they put into their pockets were not worth a few soul powers, the feeling of being plundered by outsiders at home still made Browning, the incompetent housekeeper, furious and kept twisting on my waist and eyes.
"Why are you pinching me?"
"Don't you care about those two people taking our things?"
『Isn't this the 'guest' you invited? What do I care about...」
"You... are really useless!"
I wasn't able to take me to be the sucker of offending people. Browning snorted coldly, without saying a word. She stared with me and stared at the two drunkards on my sofa with big eyes. Although she was very unhappy with Thompson's style, I didn't care.
After all, that little money is indeed something outside of my body, and for me, Thompson is as "super" as a woman as AK47. The effect of "street battle" is excellent, especially the feeling of having an affair with her in a corner that others cannot notice. The simplicity of the sassin makes me particularly like to pull it out and cum in her leather pants, allowing her to continue the mission in her pants stained with these dirty things.
This is how men are. As long as women can serve him comfortably, they will have great tolerance for other shortcomings.
I invite you to visit your house, and you are ruining my family's things like this?
Hey? Isn’t this what you said, Madam? ‘Don’t be dissatisfied, just treat this place as your own family. It turns out that this is just a polite word from a wealthy family to a comrade-in-arms…
What does it have to do with marrying... marrying into a wealthy family? When we were in Griffin, I also restricted you from wasting it, right?
At that time, we were on the tight end. Every piece of good steel had to be used on the blade. The situation is different. The commander has developed and has also taken us all to the sky! Could it be that our tactical human figures have fought for life and can't enjoy it now in this place?
Browning was speechless by Thompson Dui, and had to continue to vent his anger with my thick-skinned human sandbag
In fact, the trouble in front of me was entirely caused by the sex slaves in the harem led by her: in order to avoid my decadent fighting spirit in a luxurious environment, the female slaves living in this harem finally couldn't stand it after being tossed by me for a few days every day, and joined forces to decide not to have sex with me again during the day.
Not only are the sex behaviors that are directly inserted are strictly prohibited, but a series of edge ball behaviors such as oral sex, breast sex, and foot sex will not provide me with
At first I didn't take it seriously. I thought that as long as I wanted to play with these sticky bitches that were wet and stuck to my hands, I was not sure that Lai Guang's mother, who was most obedient to me, was the toughest towards this. She even changed the model of Lingji as a gun-level source, Lai Guangfeng's discipline committee member, held high the banner of harmony to take the lead in resisting the debauchery of me, the dog emperor. In the end, my bedroom was opened to the public in order to supervise my words and deeds, so that any member of the small black room could come in. I have to say that my mother is really good at dealing with the son of the lazy bed. After Lai Guang's mother made me rest in the living room of the "Demon Palace", I could only massage and pinch my feet. Like Dongguan after being swept by the anti-pornography and illegal activities, I will never see any female slaves doing big work for me during the day...
In fact, difficulty 4 does not mean how strong the enemy is. It is mainly because the mechanism is completely different from the past. Now I tell you that it is useless. If there is no sufficient conditions, there will definitely be no fight in that place... Oh...95, you pinch the key point again... Yes, it's the temple... I've been very tired recently, so press me more.
I lay on the hard bed, and there were people serving my little wife Browning, who complained in front and behind but still pushed me honestly. The 95-style technique of sitting in front of me to help me press my head was also very clever. It can even be said that just pressing the acupoints with those white and tender hands has played a role in restoring magic, which has caused the fatigue of my facial muscles that have been frequently used in "Yiyan" recently to subside a lot of fatigue.
Recently... you seem to have used your eyes a little too much? Even if you are busy with work, you should pay attention to moderate
Well... I'll wait until I've finished this period of time... Oh, the more powerful the waves, the more comfortable it is... so comfortable... Hiss! Browning, what are you doing? The pressing that just now is too harsh!
Haha Wave isn’t you tired and need someone to take care of. What’s wrong with pressing the power point?
No, if you press the force down, there must be a pit on the diamond floor. Is this the force to massage humans?
Yoyo, isn’t this what you said? The stronger the stronger the more comfortable it is, the more you can just press it to your 95th sister, but I can’t press it to you?
The two soldiers were not squirting against the lane. Browning was very comfortable to deal with me. He didn't lose the disadvantage when he teased me because of my usual doting and the support of my two mother-in-laws. Browning's little slut changed his temperament very quickly. Not only did he lose his youthfulness when he first got along with me, he began to support the tactical humanoid troops with an increasing number of people for me, but he also learned to take care of my husband at home, and even had the sarcastic way of speaking like a Chinese wife.
I remained silent, listening to Thompson and AK47, sitting there mocking me for my sarcastic remarks, mocking me for fear of my wife, and immersed myself in the 95 gentle palm of my hand again. My lovers don’t know about the “righteous eyes”. Maybe some women with strong observation skills and talent for some firm magical objects have discovered that my right eye is not an ordinary person, but I didn’t say it explicitly, and they didn’t ask. Maybe I’m going to explain it to them personally one day.
Browning doesn't understand any magic superpowers. She just feels sorry for my body. Seeing that I had to take time to "make the plane" before dawn after having sex with them, I was worried that my eyes would be damaged, so I couldn't persuade me, so I had to correct me by getting angry with me.
95 Don’t listen to him nonsense. He plays games every day until dawn, and he just plays games that are particularly eye-damaging. Now he’s yelling to you that he’s tired, he’s just doing it himself…
Yes, is that true? It’s not good to stay up late to play games... The commander should play less in the future
Yes, okay, okay...
The eye circles pressed by 95 were hot, and the tired muscles were fully relaxed. I felt comfortable lying outward like a dead dog, sticking out his tongue, and Browning, who was perfunctory and angry, slapped my butt a few more times.
Speaking of which, can 95 come to give me a massage or my big wife, I have always been getting along well with 95 styles. It should be said that since the two sisters came here, we have fought together and have a good impression of each other.
Once in the strategy copy, the cover that was avoided by the tyrant zombie was knocked down by a gun by a tyrant zombie. I didn't think much about it at the time and rushed over and helped her with my body to resist the falling rocks. It was considered to be a life-saving (in fact, even if it is buried alive with the strength of the tactical humanoid, the physiological structure of the epidermis is damaged at most, and the skeleton like a terminator inside cannot be smashed)
After that, our relationship became a bit subtle. We were friends or above and were not full, and it seemed that we were just a layer of window paper that was not broken.
Originally, I should be a man who is more proactive in this kind of thing, but recently I have been more devoted to researching "prosthetic eyes" and have no extra time to get along with this cute girl alone. On the contrary, the chief lady Browning, who has something to do, gets close to her and gets along like a sister. However, people with discerning eyes can tell at once that this is going to bring 95-style in for me to be a second-bedroom...
Is it here? Commander? It feels like you are trembling...
Yes, yes! I am a dog, I feel comfortable no matter where you press...
Then... I'll press you for a while
Style 95 reached the back of my neck and held the place where the skull was connected to my spine
Her forward position caused her huge and plump breasts to be directly on the back of my head. Although she was separated by a bra, there was no padding inside, and her flesh felt very comfortable. She made me drool and her comfortable whimper was very hooligan.
Style 95 soon discovered that her current posture was a bit indecent, but she did not dodge immediately, but blushed and continued to massage me. As soon as she looked up, she met Browning. She looked at her. It was not that my wife, who had been upgraded to her eldest wife, was jealous. Compared to her hostility towards 95, the line of eyes expressed more about "You should spoil him." Obviously, she felt that Style 95's personality was not conducive to these women who would like to confront me.
But... Commander, you said that if you want to save 10 million souls, can this money become the key to the next difficulty of the strategy? Can we pass it safely if we save 10 million?
If I can spend money to pass the level, then I can give you some advice: Even if I have 100 million yuan in my hand now and spend all this money, it is still unknown whether I can pass the level 4 dungeons, and at most it is a higher success rate than not spending money...
Is it so difficult? No, I feel like I can't listen anymore. If I continue listening, I might sneak out tonight and touch those enemies...AK, let's go
Go? Where are you going? The wine hasn't been finished yet!
I'll drink your Ah before drinking here. We don't think about the wife of the Chief in the future. Should we come to see us Ah?
AK-47 This girl does not have Thompson's ability to observe words and expressions for many years, and was pulled by the other party and staggered out.
Browning had long regretted his behavior of attracting wolves into the house. He heard that the two of them were about to leave and immediately climbed off my butt and sent his former companion out.
Only two people in the room, I and Style 95 were left. The girl's massage was slowing down a bit. The awkward atmosphere made her not know what to say. Obviously, she knew that the situation was the opportunity to be alone with me by many partners.
If everything goes well, maybe she won't be able to get out of this room tonight
commander……
Um?
I...I have something to say to the commander
Although the Chinese gun of the Type 95 looks like a lady, it is actually quite proactive when this happens to me. I can save myself from finding topics and bringing the atmosphere up.
I turned over and looked at the girl staring at my beautiful appearance, and I was not in a hurry to urge me, so I held her hand and looked at him, listening to her slowly expounding her thoughts.
From the moment we were created, the most important person to me was my sister's 97 style
I know, your sisters have a good relationship, very good
But... there is a person who is like 97, who has an equally important position in my heart...
Oh...Who is that person?
I smiled wickedly and cooperated with the 95-style acting. The rhythm of singing and harmony was too flattering, so she couldn't help but beat my chest to hide her shyness.
We flirted and came to my senses. I had already brought this cute girl to a private bedroom decorated by a lover's hotel in the "Demon Palace". I pulled up the curtains and dimmed the lights. I looked at this little beauty who I had never been able to succeed and gently caressed her body
Let me confess my love. Style 95. Are you willing to be my concubine and join my big family?
Puff! How could you confess like this? Besides, no girl is willing to be a child for a man, right?
So I will love you twice as much as I won't let you feel lonely
Not justified, strong
There was no cannon during the day, and after a few hours, I felt like an old bachelor, and I had no concentration in front of the beautiful woman.
The 95-style sweet Mèi body is in my arms, smelling the fragrance and touching it softly. At this critical moment, let alone let me say sweet words, not becoming a fool who only knows Aba Aba, it means that my past experience of dealing with women has made me promising a lot.
Considering that the 95-style might also want some ritual feeling, I didn't go straight to the topic, otherwise this piece of meat would have been eaten into my mouth on the massage table in the living room.
I don't eat the soft and hard side of Browning. This "Tactical Humanoid Commander's Lady" who had just brought a few days of soldiers actually learned the tactics of our Chinese mobilizing the masses. While I was enjoying it, I found two wines and was confused to get in the way. I used the infinite ammunition guns I got in the dungeon before and made several tactical humanoids. Among them, a few girls have a lively and fun personality. They are familiar with the superiors. Even if they don't plan to join my harem, they will come to my bedroom to sit, brag, spank, etc., and can be a buddy.
Isn’t there any wine in your dormitory? Why do you have to drink my Ah?
Oh, isn't this the environment in your home good? Look, this day, this place, the mountains and waters in the projection wall curtain, it looks much like the snow scene in Siberia in our home... Not to mention drinking, even drinking horse urine is better than dormitories and bars, right?
Because the recent shifts have been too daily, the two old beauties, the submachine gun humanoid Thompson and assault rifle humanoid AK-47, sometimes come to me to drink and drink the blonde girl who uses camouflage green vest and field army pants to cover up her hot figure. She doesn't even take off her boots when she comes into my house. The "most vicious weapon in the world" AK-47 is from Kalashnikov. Her pure Russian bloodline, she is very aggressive in both killing, drinking or shooting.
I didn't provoke her, but after hearing that AK47 was able to stimulate the "tactic expansion" ability with me, she took the initiative to come to me and directly "do it" for me in the men's bathroom compartment since then, our relationship has been relatively close, a bit like friends, and has obedience between superiors and subordinates, but it does not delay the desire or the ability to drink too much. It belongs to the kind of relationship between gun friends that each needs in modern society needs.
To be honest, it is really exciting to do with Maomei. They are born with a crazy spirit. They twist their butts as soon as they are inserted into them, so they want to let your cock stick out. Moreover, because alcohol has long-term anesthesia of the mind cube, the AK47's body feeling is more dull than Browning's sensitive type. Not only does they have almost no pain during fighting and cannot get off the line of fire, but they also have a slower orgasm when they are shooting.
It feels like racing on the grassland where ice and snow are just a little bit like stepping on the accelerator and banging hard. A little bit of laziness will be captured by her pussy with strong suction like a slumber. It is quite "strength" to fuck. If this girl hadn't been unable to keep drinking, I would have been delayed many times, so I really wanted to take her away.
Commander’s wife, can I eat your roasted cookies to make a dish?
I will not be able to drink here for an afternoon without any reception. If you get some food for you, why don’t you stay here?
Browning is an American gun, and is born to be incompatible with AK47, a Soviet relic. She is not friendly to her now, and may also be related to AK47 vomiting a piece of tiger skin carpet worth 2,200 soul power a few days ago.
Thompson, who sat with AK47, was relatively not so unrestrained, but she was barely meeting Browning's patience standard. Her body wrapped in leather jacket was very tense, and she was sitting on the sofa in my house. The cigar caught her fingertips raised pale smoke and made the surrounding air smell a drowsy. The smoke of nearly a piece of finger-length has been making my cute wife's blood pressure soar, for fear that the thing would fall directly into the crack of my sofa in my house and would not be wiped off...
It’s not bad to stay for two days, as long as you keep food and accommodation... Hey! Boss, your lighter is good. It should not be a technology of modern craftsmanship but a magical creation, right? Hehehe... I guess you don’t lack this thing, so I will take Ah!
Although Thompson's submachine gun was on the battlefield during World War II, it was indeed widely used by American gangs because of its convenience of carrying.
The nickname "Chicago Typewriter" is like the character profile of her mind's cube. It represents sin, rebellion, and stubbornness that ignores law and management. In short, Thompson's submachine gun is a gangster who is a gangster who is a good man. He is an old hooligan who immediately draws a line with his previous comrades after retirement from the army to engage in illegal activities. If it weren't for my current strength that would have been suppressed by her, it would be a difficult thorn. Although he is a compatriot, his sloppy aura made Browning, who has been serving in the army, disliked him very much.
Alas AK You said that this fruit was born on a tree. I have never seen it before... Hahaha, the boss's house is full of fresh things. We both can pick up treasures every time we come. It's so happy!
The two of them almost vomited blood when they were eating and taking it. Although the things they put into their pockets were not worth a few soul powers, the feeling of being plundered by outsiders at home still made Browning, the incompetent housekeeper, furious and kept twisting on my waist and eyes.
"Why are you pinching me?"
"Don't you care about those two people taking our things?"
『Isn't this the 'guest' you invited? What do I care about...」
"You... are really useless!"
I wasn't able to take me to be the sucker of offending people. Browning snorted coldly, without saying a word. She stared with me and stared at the two drunkards on my sofa with big eyes. Although she was very unhappy with Thompson's style, I didn't care.
After all, that little money is indeed something outside of my body, and for me, Thompson is as "super" as a woman as AK47. The effect of "street battle" is excellent, especially the feeling of having an affair with her in a corner that others cannot notice. The simplicity of the sassin makes me particularly like to pull it out and cum in her leather pants, allowing her to continue the mission in her pants stained with these dirty things.
This is how men are. As long as women can serve him comfortably, they will have great tolerance for other shortcomings.
I invite you to visit your house, and you are ruining my family's things like this?
Hey? Isn’t this what you said, Madam? ‘Don’t be dissatisfied, just treat this place as your own family. It turns out that this is just a polite word from a wealthy family to a comrade-in-arms…
What does it have to do with marrying... marrying into a wealthy family? When we were in Griffin, I also restricted you from wasting it, right?
At that time, we were on the tight end. Every piece of good steel had to be used on the blade. The situation is different. The commander has developed and has also taken us all to the sky! Could it be that our tactical human figures have fought for life and can't enjoy it now in this place?
Browning was speechless by Thompson Dui, and had to continue to vent his anger with my thick-skinned human sandbag
In fact, the trouble in front of me was entirely caused by the sex slaves in the harem led by her: in order to avoid my decadent fighting spirit in a luxurious environment, the female slaves living in this harem finally couldn't stand it after being tossed by me for a few days every day, and joined forces to decide not to have sex with me again during the day.
Not only are the sex behaviors that are directly inserted are strictly prohibited, but a series of edge ball behaviors such as oral sex, breast sex, and foot sex will not provide me with
At first I didn't take it seriously. I thought that as long as I wanted to play with these sticky bitches that were wet and stuck to my hands, I was not sure that Lai Guang's mother, who was most obedient to me, was the toughest towards this. She even changed the model of Lingji as a gun-level source, Lai Guangfeng's discipline committee member, held high the banner of harmony to take the lead in resisting the debauchery of me, the dog emperor. In the end, my bedroom was opened to the public in order to supervise my words and deeds, so that any member of the small black room could come in. I have to say that my mother is really good at dealing with the son of the lazy bed. After Lai Guang's mother made me rest in the living room of the "Demon Palace", I could only massage and pinch my feet. Like Dongguan after being swept by the anti-pornography and illegal activities, I will never see any female slaves doing big work for me during the day...
In fact, difficulty 4 does not mean how strong the enemy is. It is mainly because the mechanism is completely different from the past. Now I tell you that it is useless. If there is no sufficient conditions, there will definitely be no fight in that place... Oh...95, you pinch the key point again... Yes, it's the temple... I've been very tired recently, so press me more.
I lay on the hard bed, and there were people serving my little wife Browning, who complained in front and behind but still pushed me honestly. The 95-style technique of sitting in front of me to help me press my head was also very clever. It can even be said that just pressing the acupoints with those white and tender hands has played a role in restoring magic, which has caused the fatigue of my facial muscles that have been frequently used in "Yiyan" recently to subside a lot of fatigue.
Recently... you seem to have used your eyes a little too much? Even if you are busy with work, you should pay attention to moderate
Well... I'll wait until I've finished this period of time... Oh, the more powerful the waves, the more comfortable it is... so comfortable... Hiss! Browning, what are you doing? The pressing that just now is too harsh!
Haha Wave isn’t you tired and need someone to take care of. What’s wrong with pressing the power point?
No, if you press the force down, there must be a pit on the diamond floor. Is this the force to massage humans?
Yoyo, isn’t this what you said? The stronger the stronger the more comfortable it is, the more you can just press it to your 95th sister, but I can’t press it to you?
The two soldiers were not squirting against the lane. Browning was very comfortable to deal with me. He didn't lose the disadvantage when he teased me because of my usual doting and the support of my two mother-in-laws. Browning's little slut changed his temperament very quickly. Not only did he lose his youthfulness when he first got along with me, he began to support the tactical humanoid troops with an increasing number of people for me, but he also learned to take care of my husband at home, and even had the sarcastic way of speaking like a Chinese wife.
I remained silent, listening to Thompson and AK47, sitting there mocking me for my sarcastic remarks, mocking me for fear of my wife, and immersed myself in the 95 gentle palm of my hand again. My lovers don’t know about the “righteous eyes”. Maybe some women with strong observation skills and talent for some firm magical objects have discovered that my right eye is not an ordinary person, but I didn’t say it explicitly, and they didn’t ask. Maybe I’m going to explain it to them personally one day.
Browning doesn't understand any magic superpowers. She just feels sorry for my body. Seeing that I had to take time to "make the plane" before dawn after having sex with them, I was worried that my eyes would be damaged, so I couldn't persuade me, so I had to correct me by getting angry with me.
95 Don’t listen to him nonsense. He plays games every day until dawn, and he just plays games that are particularly eye-damaging. Now he’s yelling to you that he’s tired, he’s just doing it himself…
Yes, is that true? It’s not good to stay up late to play games... The commander should play less in the future
Yes, okay, okay...
The eye circles pressed by 95 were hot, and the tired muscles were fully relaxed. I felt comfortable lying outward like a dead dog, sticking out his tongue, and Browning, who was perfunctory and angry, slapped my butt a few more times.
Speaking of which, can 95 come to give me a massage or my big wife, I have always been getting along well with 95 styles. It should be said that since the two sisters came here, we have fought together and have a good impression of each other.
Once in the strategy copy, the cover that was avoided by the tyrant zombie was knocked down by a gun by a tyrant zombie. I didn't think much about it at the time and rushed over and helped her with my body to resist the falling rocks. It was considered to be a life-saving (in fact, even if it is buried alive with the strength of the tactical humanoid, the physiological structure of the epidermis is damaged at most, and the skeleton like a terminator inside cannot be smashed)
After that, our relationship became a bit subtle. We were friends or above and were not full, and it seemed that we were just a layer of window paper that was not broken.
Originally, I should be a man who is more proactive in this kind of thing, but recently I have been more devoted to researching "prosthetic eyes" and have no extra time to get along with this cute girl alone. On the contrary, the chief lady Browning, who has something to do, gets close to her and gets along like a sister. However, people with discerning eyes can tell at once that this is going to bring 95-style in for me to be a second-bedroom...
Is it here? Commander? It feels like you are trembling...
Yes, yes! I am a dog, I feel comfortable no matter where you press...
Then... I'll press you for a while
Style 95 reached the back of my neck and held the place where the skull was connected to my spine
Her forward position caused her huge and plump breasts to be directly on the back of my head. Although she was separated by a bra, there was no padding inside, and her flesh felt very comfortable. She made me drool and her comfortable whimper was very hooligan.
Style 95 soon discovered that her current posture was a bit indecent, but she did not dodge immediately, but blushed and continued to massage me. As soon as she looked up, she met Browning. She looked at her. It was not that my wife, who had been upgraded to her eldest wife, was jealous. Compared to her hostility towards 95, the line of eyes expressed more about "You should spoil him." Obviously, she felt that Style 95's personality was not conducive to these women who would like to confront me.
But... Commander, you said that if you want to save 10 million souls, can this money become the key to the next difficulty of the strategy? Can we pass it safely if we save 10 million?
If I can spend money to pass the level, then I can give you some advice: Even if I have 100 million yuan in my hand now and spend all this money, it is still unknown whether I can pass the level 4 dungeons, and at most it is a higher success rate than not spending money...
Is it so difficult? No, I feel like I can't listen anymore. If I continue listening, I might sneak out tonight and touch those enemies...AK, let's go
Go? Where are you going? The wine hasn't been finished yet!
I'll drink your Ah before drinking here. We don't think about the wife of the Chief in the future. Should we come to see us Ah?
AK-47 This girl does not have Thompson's ability to observe words and expressions for many years, and was pulled by the other party and staggered out.
Browning had long regretted his behavior of attracting wolves into the house. He heard that the two of them were about to leave and immediately climbed off my butt and sent his former companion out.
Only two people in the room, I and Style 95 were left. The girl's massage was slowing down a bit. The awkward atmosphere made her not know what to say. Obviously, she knew that the situation was the opportunity to be alone with me by many partners.
If everything goes well, maybe she won't be able to get out of this room tonight
commander……
Um?
I...I have something to say to the commander
Although the Chinese gun of the Type 95 looks like a lady, it is actually quite proactive when this happens to me. I can save myself from finding topics and bringing the atmosphere up.
I turned over and looked at the girl staring at my beautiful appearance, and I was not in a hurry to urge me, so I held her hand and looked at him, listening to her slowly expounding her thoughts.
From the moment we were created, the most important person to me was my sister's 97 style
I know, your sisters have a good relationship, very good
But... there is a person who is like 97, who has an equally important position in my heart...
Oh...Who is that person?
I smiled wickedly and cooperated with the 95-style acting. The rhythm of singing and harmony was too flattering, so she couldn't help but beat my chest to hide her shyness.
We flirted and came to my senses. I had already brought this cute girl to a private bedroom decorated by a lover's hotel in the "Demon Palace". I pulled up the curtains and dimmed the lights. I looked at this little beauty who I had never been able to succeed and gently caressed her body
Let me confess my love. Style 95. Are you willing to be my concubine and join my big family?
Puff! How could you confess like this? Besides, no girl is willing to be a child for a man, right?
So I will love you twice as much as I won't let you feel lonely
Not justified, strong
There was no cannon during the day, and after a few hours, I felt like an old bachelor, and I had no concentration in front of the beautiful woman.
The 95-style sweet Mèi body is in my arms, smelling the fragrance and touching it softly. At this critical moment, let alone let me say sweet words, not becoming a fool who only knows Aba Aba, it means that my past experience of dealing with women has made me promising a lot.
Considering that the 95-style might also want some ritual feeling, I didn't go straight to the topic, otherwise this piece of meat would have been eaten into my mouth on the massage table in the living room.
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