On the day of the banquet, I returned to my mother's house and my husband came here to welcome her in the morning.
The old man has always had an ideal, which is to let my husband take out the semen of my pussy.
Good Ah, good Ah!
It’s exciting to think about it. You must ejaculate more in my pussy. It’s best to flow along your legs and legs to your heels!
As I said, I overturned the old man on the bed. With a muffled sound, I confiscated the old man's cock and sat up and down for a few times. My vaginal fluid wet his butt, but this situation was just one day before the wedding.
The night before the wedding, my cousin, my best friend and companion, lived in a large group of people at home. What are you doing?
Of course I am responsible for making things difficult for my husband the next day
At five o'clock in the morning, the makeup artist came. When I finished putting on my makeup, putting on my wedding dress, and walking out of the bedroom, I asked the old man, is he beautiful?
The old man who often talks greasy and talks intently, probably because his mouth is dry. I walked over and bent down and asked softly in his ear:
Is your dick hard?
The old man nodded quickly
Really hard?
Nodding desperately
If you are hard, you will be hard!
Then I asked my female companions to comment on my makeup.
The old man has always had an ideal, which is to let my husband take out the semen of my pussy.
Good Ah, good Ah!
It’s exciting to think about it. You must ejaculate more in my pussy. It’s best to flow along your legs and legs to your heels!
As I said, I overturned the old man on the bed. With a muffled sound, I confiscated the old man's cock and sat up and down for a few times. My vaginal fluid wet his butt, but this situation was just one day before the wedding.
The night before the wedding, my cousin, my best friend and companion, lived in a large group of people at home. What are you doing?
Of course I am responsible for making things difficult for my husband the next day
At five o'clock in the morning, the makeup artist came. When I finished putting on my makeup, putting on my wedding dress, and walking out of the bedroom, I asked the old man, is he beautiful?
The old man who often talks greasy and talks intently, probably because his mouth is dry. I walked over and bent down and asked softly in his ear:
Is your dick hard?
The old man nodded quickly
Really hard?
Nodding desperately
If you are hard, you will be hard!
Then I asked my female companions to comment on my makeup.