They sloppyly ate the buffet dinner in the rotating restaurant. Although the salmon and sashimi lobsters there are delicious and refreshing, and the flavor is unique, Zhao Ying knew that her son Guo Ye was unwilling to leave the seat. In order to confirm her guess, she secretly glanced at his crotch. There was a wet stain on the place, but fortunately it didn't spread that much.
I had to bring the food he loved for him like an ant moving, and then, in the faint sound of the jazz band in the restaurant, I watched him eat the food in front of him with a smile.
Before they knew it, their seats quietly turned, and the scenery outside the window changed to another look. At the far end were the mountains of Heidai, a large river surrounded the city, and near were emerging residential areas, sporadic lights and large tracts of trees.
Zhao Ying knew that her son was in a hurry to return home like her. In fact, she was also very upset at that time. It was estimated that the water between her legs was flowing to her underwear and stockings.
Zhao Ying drove her car and rushed on the clean road. The lights, trees and buildings facing the street, and pedestrians with beautiful clothes and calm gait passed by in a flash.
There was nice music wandering in the car. I don’t know when Zhao Ying’s chest button broke off the top of the pill, and a touch of snow-white breasts and the deep cleavage were exposed.
She stared ahead with her unique frivolous and elegant manner, and his eyes turned up and down quickly, showing a breathtaking excitement, which reminded Zhao Ying of the greed of the hungry beasts facing abundant food.
When stepping into the house, Zhao Ying felt weak and weak because of the stimulating desire on her body. She felt like she was weightless in an instant.
I'm exhausted
As she said this, she fell heavily onto the velvet sofa. She leaned lazily against the sofa and became even more tempting. The narrow skirt shrank up, and the pair of thighs in the stockings showed up. A pair of slim-heeled leather shoes were about to fade and tied to the feet. She blinked at Guo Ye and said: Go, help mom get a pair of slippers
He brought her a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and squatted in front of her. At this time, Zhao Ying had already sat upright and was taking off the stockings on her legs. He peered at the fullness at the base of her bent thighs. A small piece of cloth wrapped around the high moistness. Not only did the thick hair come out, but half of the lip could not be concealed.
He lifted one of her legs and placed it on his bent knees, rubbed and pinched on the surface of the foot. Zhao Ying smiled and said: Ah, I feel so comfortable, rub my mother and massaged her soles, insteps, toes, and pressed, and continued to her ankle calves, and then moved up to her thighs with great anxiety, and even reached the top of her thighs. At this time, she was full of energy, her face was shining, and her eyes were full of light.
Zhao Ying's mouth made a comfortable moan like a night cat crying. The sound seemed to encourage him, making him caress her butt even more boldly. Zhao Ying swung her body without any chance and even raised her plump butt. He found that Zhao Ying liked him to massage her butt very much, so she pushed and pinched her place repeatedly and pushed for a while.
Zhao Ying said: My waist
He started with his back, and this time it felt different from what he felt just now. He stroked her back gently like a lover, and lifted her waist. The wet hand stroked her thick back, soothing and long-lasting. Zhao Ying felt that this massage could be so comfortable for the first time. As her son's hands moved without rushing, the desire in her heart became even more intense, and her skin was like a dry desert and thirsty for the wet rubbing.
You took off your clothes, it would be more comfortable. Guo Ye said maliciously, just in line with Zhao Ying's wishes at this time. She took off her clothes without hesitation. Not only did she remove her shirt, but she also took off her bra. Her back was plump and seductive, and blue sparks were burning on her snow-white skin. Guo Ye stared at her dizzyly. She held her back to Guo Ye, and saw herself from the bright furniture, like a reflection in the water.
He knelt forward, bent his body, and set off from his butt with his hands, passed through his waist, back, and then slid to the side, reaching the front to reach her breasts; but he did not immediately touch her breasts, and took turns to flirt with his hands. Every time he passed by her breasts, she was tight and eager for him to stimulate her core area.
But he swept by, and the expectation made her body even more tense. The magical hands were like the light emitted by the sun, gnawing on her whole body warmly and intimately, which made the streams of mist juice leak out in her uterus
Zhao Ying's body trembled. He gently hugged her and pressed his face on her shoulders. He could feel his eyelashes trembling slightly on her snow-white skin. A warm tenderness aroused in her heart.
At this time, Guo Ye's hand passed through her armpits and covered her towering breasts on her chest. His fingers were fiddling on her hard nipples. The other hand slowly pressed on her lower abdomen, passed through her underwear and covered her wet place. His fingers clenched to the top of her lip and pressed there.
Zhao Ying waited staggeringly, the blood-related defense line between them could not overcome the instinct that was about to explode, and completely collapsed under Guo Ye's touching.
She suddenly turned her body, and her enthusiasm surprised him. She put her hands beside his face and sent his mouth to one breast. Her head was hanging behind her, his cheeks were slightly tilted, and her nipples were sucked hard. He took turns sucking her breasts, as if he couldn't tell the plump. She sighed deeply, oh, her blank smile was cute and cute, she shyly reached her fingers to his hair, and then boldly pulled his face to herself, and turned her lips to his lips. Her mouth was sweet and hot, which made Guo Ye suck intoxicatedly. A tongue tip was stirred into her mouth and teased her constantly. He was eager to know what she was like when she couldn't help but feel.
Her hands were fumbled on his belt in a mess. The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't untie it. She had no intention of waiting anymore. Her hand touched his thing through her pants and couldn't wait to stroke it. He kissed her while taking off his pants.
As soon as he saw his son's huge thing, Zhao Ying covered her excitement and took off her skirt and underwear. She spread her legs on the sofa as if she was open to the city gate to welcome the uninvited guest's guard.
He teased her lip with his thick glans, and then slowly pushed it forward, touching her warm juice. The scary thing made her feel full. No, no, she screamed, her voice weak and weak, whether it was because he was too huge or because the boy in front of him was her son.
He squeezed in without any pity, and kept squeezing in. The full pleasure suddenly made her obsessed. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the dark thing unscrupulously ravaging her delicate petals, which immediately ignited her wet desire. Guo Ye's curled belly muscles and the strong thigh muscle lines stimulated her, making her close her eyes and spread her body and let him collide. He used the shocking power of a leopard. He twitched and rotated flexibly inside her. The rough friction and fierce impact made her almost crazy.
She hugged him tightly, kissed him, and swayed her butt to meet her. At this time, she completely abandoned her mother's humiliation and the reserve of her woman, and moaned like a slut. Her fragmented lust found a channel for venting. The hallucination caused by pleasure, the numbness of physical pleasure, the shyness of taboos, and the vanity brought by other women. All of this was driven by God in the dark, accompanied by the ghost of carnival pounced on her. She screamed with all her strength until her throat choked.
He sent him unyieldingly. The woman under his body became so strange in his fucking. The face that was originally very familiar with her is now blushing and tangled through her ears and cheeks. Her eyes were full of spring water. Because she was so happy, her lips were tightly closed, but she opened slightly when she moaned. The sound from her abdomen was speechless without words or silence.
All this aroused his wild lust even more. He could only thrust even more violently. She was about to faint. She thought she was about to die. He was so fierce. Every collision hit the most sensitive part of her uterus. No one taught him. He actually grinded and poked her at the bottom. She didn't expect that she would collapse so quickly. The climax came with her scream.
She flew up and flew into the climax of her climax
Every morning, Lynch opened his eyes and thought about doing something outstanding. He imagined that he was a busy city, just like those men on the street who were hurrying to go to work. This has almost become his ideal in life.
Years of habit make him wake up at this moment every morning. The weather outside is bright and the indoor temperature is suitable. Zhou XiaoYàn, a naked arm sticks out the towel outside.
He got up quietly, but still woke her up. They looked at each other for a moment. She tied her lips into circles and waited for his kiss. He pressed her lips down. What awaited him was her anxious tongue, which drilled into his mouth like a small fish. He sucked warmly. Her hands were impatiently fumbled into his underwear. Every morning, Zhou XiaoYàn's sexual desire was particularly strong. After a night of sufficient sleep, her face looked like blooming flowers were brilliant and gorgeous.
Zhou XiaoYàn's naked body was wrapped around him like an octopus. His thighs were touching her furry place. She twisted her waist and rubbed her up and down, and could feel the wetness in that place.
He pressed her body on the bed and invaded her body with a powerful sprint. She had been waiting for a long time, so that when she first entered, it was warm and wet, and it was tight and slowly contracted. He inserted it a few times on her, and then she screamed. He fell and undulated, making Zhou XiaoYàn under her so happy that she looked so happy that her humming voice became more and more relaxed.
They lingered gently on the bed. They always had to wait until the time was about to come. Zhou XiaoYàn was shaking under him. It was broken, I was going to be late. When she said this, she did not forget to moan happily. He also accelerated the rhythm of the attack, and became more and more courageous. Her hands swayed his buttocks and urged: Hurry up, give it to me quickly
Seeing her impatient appearance, he relaxed and immediately vented his mind.
Then, she went into the bathroom to take a bath naked with satisfaction, while Lynch was cooking milk and eggs in the kitchen. There was a golden sunshine outside the window. The outdoors in early autumn always made him fascinated, and he couldn't help but want to run outside to enjoy the weather like melting honey.
They had breakfast together, and then Zhou XiaoYàn dressed up and dressed up herself in a charming way. He picked up his handbag to prepare to go to work. Before leaving, he did not forget to print her lips on his face.
He was reading books, watching DVDs or surfing the Internet in bed, or going out to buy groceries, washing clothes, and starting a boring life of doing nothing every day or day
Zhou XiaoYàn handled some reports in the office quickly. After stretching, he received a call from Yao Qinghua from the inside line and asked her to go to his place.
After that night, Zhou XiaoYàn knew that Yao Qinghua's height, weight, and obesity were his preferences, as well as his way of making love by walking in the bed, Wen Huo's slow-cooking sex. Now he answered his phone call at this time and was stunned.
After going upstairs and entering the president's office, Yao Qinghua was busy, with her cell phone, and the phone was tweeting one after another. He stood on the desk holding something in his hand, and waved to ask Zhou XiaoYàn to help him get another stack of paper.
Zhou XiaoYàn sat down on the single sofa opposite him and poured a cup of tea. Since the resort village, Zhou XiaoYàn has no longer been as restrained as before, but when she sat down, she still clamped her legs tightly and pulled her short skirt forward to cover her thighs, trying not to provide him with opportunities for fantasy and fantasy.
As soon as he answered the phone, his gentle smile covered him like a blanket, and Zhou XiaoYàn became at ease
There was no need to straighten her waist, tighten her abdomen, tighten her chest and tightly clamp her legs, and she stopped hitting the deer in her heart
He tapped his forehead with a pen, as if he couldn't remember it for a moment. Duanxiang Zhou XiaoYàn for a moment before saying: I've made an appointment with the stock trading kings in this city to have a meal together at noon. You can get to know each other. Before you can even tell me about the horoscope, you can ask him.
Zhou XiaoYàn said in a sweet voice, moved his body on the sofa, placing his body more comfortable, but his two smooth thighs were exposed.
Yao Qinghua's eyes flashed, and he immediately watched the snow-white part. He also sat down on the sofa. However, he poured tea and asked questions, as if he was playing chess, calmly and steadily, without any doubt of winning or losing. On the contrary, the kind of thing on the phone that was squeaked on the phone was gone, which made Zhou XiaoYàn feel ashamed.
Put your face close to Zhou XiaoYàn and said: Don't worry about everything else. I have already told you to go to the credit department to complete the procedures and first borrow 100,000 yuan from the bank.
Do you want so many? Zhou XiaoYàn seemed a little surprised. Yao Qinghua smiled contemptuously and brushed her delicate face with his fingers and said: In the stock market, this number is nothing. Don't worry, that stock trading king will make you profit.
Do you want to make me stutter? Zhou XiaoYàn said a little stuttering: My cousin goes with you. Yao Qinghua said: There is no need for the first time. You will make an appointment in the future. As he said that, he went over to Zhou XiaoYàn's sofa with a lewd smile, hugged her arm and said: Little beauty, why do you thank me? Ah, I gave you all my body, how do you want me to thank me? Zhou XiaoYàn leaned his head to his chest and said coquettishly. He laughed heartily and put his mouth on her face and chewed and kissed her. Zhou XiaoYàn leaned his head to his chest and said coquettishly. He laughed heartily and put his mouth on her face.
At this time, the phone rang again after a moment of silence, and the couple who were originally nestled on the sofa separated. Zhou XiaoYàn took the opportunity to leave
At noon, in the private room of Yile Palace, the curtains were closed in broad daylight, and the lights were dim, and it seemed like they were having bad intentions.
Yao Qinghua and Zhou XiaoYàn arrived shortly after a while, the stock trading king Du Qipeng also arrived. Du Qipeng looked extraordinary, tall and long black hair was as dreamy as if he had met. When she met, Zhou XiaoYàn felt that he was very familiar. She had met somewhere. She thought suspiciously, but couldn't remember it.
He had already reached out his hand enthusiastically and said to Zhou XiaoYàn as if he had seen it: I heard from President Yao that there was a beautiful woman who needed help, so I would do my best to do my best.
Please take care of it more. Zhou XiaoYàn said appropriately, but his little hand was tightly held, and he couldn't pull back for a while. He felt him scratching a few gently on her palm.
Zhou XiaoYàn's face turned red, and he went over when he stole it. Seeing that Yao Qinghua was not paying attention, he shook his hand hard and pulled it back.
The three of them pushed Zhou XiaoYàn to the right position. The two men followed her side and drank red wine first. Du Qipeng humbly said that he would not be able to be kind, but he was not happy, but he was accompanied by beautiful women. He dared to raise his glass.
The dishes were ordered by Yao Qinghua, and the same as the abalone, the fish, shrimps and crabs were all in one go. They were placed on the table, and the colors and tastes were all beautiful.
Yao Qinghua said to Zhou XiaoYàn: Lao Du not only trades stocks by himself, but also a famous stock review expert, with unique and pertinent views. Zhou XiaoYàn couldn't help but smile. It turned out that he felt familiar, and he had seen him in the stock reviews on TV.
The topic on the dining table is naturally about stock talk stock comment stocks. Zhou XiaoYàn's scalp was numb and his head was swelling. Du Qipeng talked endlessly and kept smiling at Zhou XiaoYàn, his eyes were burning like the hot sunshine. When he was excited, he drank all the wine that Zhou XiaoYàn poured for him. He moved the chair to Zhou XiaoYàn and took the opportunity to slap her.
Yao Qinghua watched his expressions coldly, and he was very familiar with Du Qipeng. He would be drunk every time he drank. The way to judge whether he was drunk or not was whether he had already started to attack the ladies around him.
At this time, Zhou XiaoYàn also drank a lot, her pink face was covered with a blush, her beautiful eyes were shining with spring, and her every move was cute and cute, which made Yao Qinghua's heart beat more and more manic
I drank a lot of wine, but there were a lot of food left. Looking at Du Qipeng again, I was really drunk and unconscious. I could not stand or speak, and I couldn't even see clearly. Yao Qinghua couldn't care about so much. He called the waiter to pay the bill and ordered a lady to take good care of him.
A frivolous lady came. Du Qipeng smelled the woman's rouge, as if the wine had been awake, and his body rolled in the lady's arms like a log.
Zhou XiaoYàn smiled secretly. Whether this kind of person is originally a real gentleman or a hypocrite, he immediately feels willing to not be a human when he touches the wine glass. He always feels much more affordable when he pinchs the girl's arm.
In fact, this man who uses wine to make his lust may not be sexually depressed or thirsty. Maybe he has read countless girls and hides beautiful women in the golden house, but his character has long been deeply rooted.
Yao Qinghua couldn't get there either. He grabbed Zhou XiaoYàn tightly, as if she was afraid that she would run away, so he asked someone to find a room to rest. Zhou XiaoYàn secretly complained, why are all men with this kind of virtue? After a few glasses of wine, it was like an old lady in the vegetable market. She felt uncomfortable when she bought a pound of cucumber without a green onion.
But at this time she had no choice but to give up and help him and go to the room upstairs under the guidance of the waiter.
There is a small steam room in the room, and the bed is also a single bed for massage. Yao Qinghua is not drunk yet. Zhou XiaoYàn understands that even if he drinks a few more cups, he will definitely get drunk. But he still starts to enter the erotic scene by drinking. People like him satisfy their despicable virtues in their bones. If he is neglected, he will definitely feel pain.
Next, Zhou XiaoYàn's mood suddenly became clear. Since a man was pretending to be crazy and stupid while drinking, why bother to take advantage of the situation. It was like a chessboard that easily took a chess piece on the other side, becoming evenly matched, and even winning slightly. If he was young and rich, he would be enough to despise the middle-aged Yao Qinghua as an opponent.
Zhou XiaoYàn was wearing a pink tulle shirt and a short skirt of white marching. She unbuttoned the buttons on the shirt and gave him a sweet smile. When he walked into the room, he had already taken off his coat and wore a white loose square underwear. He hugged Zhou XiaoYàn in a hurry and wanted to ask for a favor.
She stretched out her arm and pushed him away, waved her toes at him, making a seductive laugh, but took off her clothes herself. When she took off her black briefs, she twisted them in her hand and shook them on his face. Before he could pounce on her, she entered the misty steam room
Yao Qinghua rolled in and crawled in, kneeling on the ground and just hugged Zhou XiaoYàn's thigh. She laughed slutically, laughing too happily, causing the steam in the room to choke in her throat.
His face was buried in her lower abdomen, his fat nose rubbed her furry place, scratching Zhou XiaoYàn and itchy, and he couldn't help but spread his thighs. He poked out his tongue and wandered among her layered petals, a numb feeling permeated the whole body.
One of her body collapsed onto a bench indoors. When she sat down, her legs expanded. Yao Qinghua followed her knees, and her tongue continued to wander in the middle of her. She even used her hands to stroke and play with her, making Zhou XiaoYàn's chest tightness and breathless and itchy. The temperature inside the room was gradually rising. The sweat beads on Zhou XiaoYàn's body spilled like raindrops. The range of the tip of the tongue gradually expanded. Finally, she moved up and down from her slender thighs, from her calf to her back, and took her toes in her mouth.
Zhou XiaoYàn lowered her head with fluffy eyes and found that her white feet surprised him. She was inexplicably excited, shiny and thin, actually her feet were not beautiful, her joints were a little thin, and they were too long, and the lines around her were not soft.
But he licked and caressed it like a treasure. And because of excitement, his thing was swollen and thrusting hard. A wave of heat burst out from the depths of Zhou XiaoYàn's uterus, and a stream of lustful juice surged out, and the beads of sweat overflowed to the base of his thighs. He sucked on the snow-white skin, sucking inch by inch, for fear of missing a little bit by bit.
I had to bring the food he loved for him like an ant moving, and then, in the faint sound of the jazz band in the restaurant, I watched him eat the food in front of him with a smile.
Before they knew it, their seats quietly turned, and the scenery outside the window changed to another look. At the far end were the mountains of Heidai, a large river surrounded the city, and near were emerging residential areas, sporadic lights and large tracts of trees.
Zhao Ying knew that her son was in a hurry to return home like her. In fact, she was also very upset at that time. It was estimated that the water between her legs was flowing to her underwear and stockings.
Zhao Ying drove her car and rushed on the clean road. The lights, trees and buildings facing the street, and pedestrians with beautiful clothes and calm gait passed by in a flash.
There was nice music wandering in the car. I don’t know when Zhao Ying’s chest button broke off the top of the pill, and a touch of snow-white breasts and the deep cleavage were exposed.
She stared ahead with her unique frivolous and elegant manner, and his eyes turned up and down quickly, showing a breathtaking excitement, which reminded Zhao Ying of the greed of the hungry beasts facing abundant food.
When stepping into the house, Zhao Ying felt weak and weak because of the stimulating desire on her body. She felt like she was weightless in an instant.
I'm exhausted
As she said this, she fell heavily onto the velvet sofa. She leaned lazily against the sofa and became even more tempting. The narrow skirt shrank up, and the pair of thighs in the stockings showed up. A pair of slim-heeled leather shoes were about to fade and tied to the feet. She blinked at Guo Ye and said: Go, help mom get a pair of slippers
He brought her a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and squatted in front of her. At this time, Zhao Ying had already sat upright and was taking off the stockings on her legs. He peered at the fullness at the base of her bent thighs. A small piece of cloth wrapped around the high moistness. Not only did the thick hair come out, but half of the lip could not be concealed.
He lifted one of her legs and placed it on his bent knees, rubbed and pinched on the surface of the foot. Zhao Ying smiled and said: Ah, I feel so comfortable, rub my mother and massaged her soles, insteps, toes, and pressed, and continued to her ankle calves, and then moved up to her thighs with great anxiety, and even reached the top of her thighs. At this time, she was full of energy, her face was shining, and her eyes were full of light.
Zhao Ying's mouth made a comfortable moan like a night cat crying. The sound seemed to encourage him, making him caress her butt even more boldly. Zhao Ying swung her body without any chance and even raised her plump butt. He found that Zhao Ying liked him to massage her butt very much, so she pushed and pinched her place repeatedly and pushed for a while.
Zhao Ying said: My waist
He started with his back, and this time it felt different from what he felt just now. He stroked her back gently like a lover, and lifted her waist. The wet hand stroked her thick back, soothing and long-lasting. Zhao Ying felt that this massage could be so comfortable for the first time. As her son's hands moved without rushing, the desire in her heart became even more intense, and her skin was like a dry desert and thirsty for the wet rubbing.
You took off your clothes, it would be more comfortable. Guo Ye said maliciously, just in line with Zhao Ying's wishes at this time. She took off her clothes without hesitation. Not only did she remove her shirt, but she also took off her bra. Her back was plump and seductive, and blue sparks were burning on her snow-white skin. Guo Ye stared at her dizzyly. She held her back to Guo Ye, and saw herself from the bright furniture, like a reflection in the water.
He knelt forward, bent his body, and set off from his butt with his hands, passed through his waist, back, and then slid to the side, reaching the front to reach her breasts; but he did not immediately touch her breasts, and took turns to flirt with his hands. Every time he passed by her breasts, she was tight and eager for him to stimulate her core area.
But he swept by, and the expectation made her body even more tense. The magical hands were like the light emitted by the sun, gnawing on her whole body warmly and intimately, which made the streams of mist juice leak out in her uterus
Zhao Ying's body trembled. He gently hugged her and pressed his face on her shoulders. He could feel his eyelashes trembling slightly on her snow-white skin. A warm tenderness aroused in her heart.
At this time, Guo Ye's hand passed through her armpits and covered her towering breasts on her chest. His fingers were fiddling on her hard nipples. The other hand slowly pressed on her lower abdomen, passed through her underwear and covered her wet place. His fingers clenched to the top of her lip and pressed there.
Zhao Ying waited staggeringly, the blood-related defense line between them could not overcome the instinct that was about to explode, and completely collapsed under Guo Ye's touching.
She suddenly turned her body, and her enthusiasm surprised him. She put her hands beside his face and sent his mouth to one breast. Her head was hanging behind her, his cheeks were slightly tilted, and her nipples were sucked hard. He took turns sucking her breasts, as if he couldn't tell the plump. She sighed deeply, oh, her blank smile was cute and cute, she shyly reached her fingers to his hair, and then boldly pulled his face to herself, and turned her lips to his lips. Her mouth was sweet and hot, which made Guo Ye suck intoxicatedly. A tongue tip was stirred into her mouth and teased her constantly. He was eager to know what she was like when she couldn't help but feel.
Her hands were fumbled on his belt in a mess. The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't untie it. She had no intention of waiting anymore. Her hand touched his thing through her pants and couldn't wait to stroke it. He kissed her while taking off his pants.
As soon as he saw his son's huge thing, Zhao Ying covered her excitement and took off her skirt and underwear. She spread her legs on the sofa as if she was open to the city gate to welcome the uninvited guest's guard.
He teased her lip with his thick glans, and then slowly pushed it forward, touching her warm juice. The scary thing made her feel full. No, no, she screamed, her voice weak and weak, whether it was because he was too huge or because the boy in front of him was her son.
He squeezed in without any pity, and kept squeezing in. The full pleasure suddenly made her obsessed. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the dark thing unscrupulously ravaging her delicate petals, which immediately ignited her wet desire. Guo Ye's curled belly muscles and the strong thigh muscle lines stimulated her, making her close her eyes and spread her body and let him collide. He used the shocking power of a leopard. He twitched and rotated flexibly inside her. The rough friction and fierce impact made her almost crazy.
She hugged him tightly, kissed him, and swayed her butt to meet her. At this time, she completely abandoned her mother's humiliation and the reserve of her woman, and moaned like a slut. Her fragmented lust found a channel for venting. The hallucination caused by pleasure, the numbness of physical pleasure, the shyness of taboos, and the vanity brought by other women. All of this was driven by God in the dark, accompanied by the ghost of carnival pounced on her. She screamed with all her strength until her throat choked.
He sent him unyieldingly. The woman under his body became so strange in his fucking. The face that was originally very familiar with her is now blushing and tangled through her ears and cheeks. Her eyes were full of spring water. Because she was so happy, her lips were tightly closed, but she opened slightly when she moaned. The sound from her abdomen was speechless without words or silence.
All this aroused his wild lust even more. He could only thrust even more violently. She was about to faint. She thought she was about to die. He was so fierce. Every collision hit the most sensitive part of her uterus. No one taught him. He actually grinded and poked her at the bottom. She didn't expect that she would collapse so quickly. The climax came with her scream.
She flew up and flew into the climax of her climax
Every morning, Lynch opened his eyes and thought about doing something outstanding. He imagined that he was a busy city, just like those men on the street who were hurrying to go to work. This has almost become his ideal in life.
Years of habit make him wake up at this moment every morning. The weather outside is bright and the indoor temperature is suitable. Zhou XiaoYàn, a naked arm sticks out the towel outside.
He got up quietly, but still woke her up. They looked at each other for a moment. She tied her lips into circles and waited for his kiss. He pressed her lips down. What awaited him was her anxious tongue, which drilled into his mouth like a small fish. He sucked warmly. Her hands were impatiently fumbled into his underwear. Every morning, Zhou XiaoYàn's sexual desire was particularly strong. After a night of sufficient sleep, her face looked like blooming flowers were brilliant and gorgeous.
Zhou XiaoYàn's naked body was wrapped around him like an octopus. His thighs were touching her furry place. She twisted her waist and rubbed her up and down, and could feel the wetness in that place.
He pressed her body on the bed and invaded her body with a powerful sprint. She had been waiting for a long time, so that when she first entered, it was warm and wet, and it was tight and slowly contracted. He inserted it a few times on her, and then she screamed. He fell and undulated, making Zhou XiaoYàn under her so happy that she looked so happy that her humming voice became more and more relaxed.
They lingered gently on the bed. They always had to wait until the time was about to come. Zhou XiaoYàn was shaking under him. It was broken, I was going to be late. When she said this, she did not forget to moan happily. He also accelerated the rhythm of the attack, and became more and more courageous. Her hands swayed his buttocks and urged: Hurry up, give it to me quickly
Seeing her impatient appearance, he relaxed and immediately vented his mind.
Then, she went into the bathroom to take a bath naked with satisfaction, while Lynch was cooking milk and eggs in the kitchen. There was a golden sunshine outside the window. The outdoors in early autumn always made him fascinated, and he couldn't help but want to run outside to enjoy the weather like melting honey.
They had breakfast together, and then Zhou XiaoYàn dressed up and dressed up herself in a charming way. He picked up his handbag to prepare to go to work. Before leaving, he did not forget to print her lips on his face.
He was reading books, watching DVDs or surfing the Internet in bed, or going out to buy groceries, washing clothes, and starting a boring life of doing nothing every day or day
Zhou XiaoYàn handled some reports in the office quickly. After stretching, he received a call from Yao Qinghua from the inside line and asked her to go to his place.
After that night, Zhou XiaoYàn knew that Yao Qinghua's height, weight, and obesity were his preferences, as well as his way of making love by walking in the bed, Wen Huo's slow-cooking sex. Now he answered his phone call at this time and was stunned.
After going upstairs and entering the president's office, Yao Qinghua was busy, with her cell phone, and the phone was tweeting one after another. He stood on the desk holding something in his hand, and waved to ask Zhou XiaoYàn to help him get another stack of paper.
Zhou XiaoYàn sat down on the single sofa opposite him and poured a cup of tea. Since the resort village, Zhou XiaoYàn has no longer been as restrained as before, but when she sat down, she still clamped her legs tightly and pulled her short skirt forward to cover her thighs, trying not to provide him with opportunities for fantasy and fantasy.
As soon as he answered the phone, his gentle smile covered him like a blanket, and Zhou XiaoYàn became at ease
There was no need to straighten her waist, tighten her abdomen, tighten her chest and tightly clamp her legs, and she stopped hitting the deer in her heart
He tapped his forehead with a pen, as if he couldn't remember it for a moment. Duanxiang Zhou XiaoYàn for a moment before saying: I've made an appointment with the stock trading kings in this city to have a meal together at noon. You can get to know each other. Before you can even tell me about the horoscope, you can ask him.
Zhou XiaoYàn said in a sweet voice, moved his body on the sofa, placing his body more comfortable, but his two smooth thighs were exposed.
Yao Qinghua's eyes flashed, and he immediately watched the snow-white part. He also sat down on the sofa. However, he poured tea and asked questions, as if he was playing chess, calmly and steadily, without any doubt of winning or losing. On the contrary, the kind of thing on the phone that was squeaked on the phone was gone, which made Zhou XiaoYàn feel ashamed.
Put your face close to Zhou XiaoYàn and said: Don't worry about everything else. I have already told you to go to the credit department to complete the procedures and first borrow 100,000 yuan from the bank.
Do you want so many? Zhou XiaoYàn seemed a little surprised. Yao Qinghua smiled contemptuously and brushed her delicate face with his fingers and said: In the stock market, this number is nothing. Don't worry, that stock trading king will make you profit.
Do you want to make me stutter? Zhou XiaoYàn said a little stuttering: My cousin goes with you. Yao Qinghua said: There is no need for the first time. You will make an appointment in the future. As he said that, he went over to Zhou XiaoYàn's sofa with a lewd smile, hugged her arm and said: Little beauty, why do you thank me? Ah, I gave you all my body, how do you want me to thank me? Zhou XiaoYàn leaned his head to his chest and said coquettishly. He laughed heartily and put his mouth on her face and chewed and kissed her. Zhou XiaoYàn leaned his head to his chest and said coquettishly. He laughed heartily and put his mouth on her face.
At this time, the phone rang again after a moment of silence, and the couple who were originally nestled on the sofa separated. Zhou XiaoYàn took the opportunity to leave
At noon, in the private room of Yile Palace, the curtains were closed in broad daylight, and the lights were dim, and it seemed like they were having bad intentions.
Yao Qinghua and Zhou XiaoYàn arrived shortly after a while, the stock trading king Du Qipeng also arrived. Du Qipeng looked extraordinary, tall and long black hair was as dreamy as if he had met. When she met, Zhou XiaoYàn felt that he was very familiar. She had met somewhere. She thought suspiciously, but couldn't remember it.
He had already reached out his hand enthusiastically and said to Zhou XiaoYàn as if he had seen it: I heard from President Yao that there was a beautiful woman who needed help, so I would do my best to do my best.
Please take care of it more. Zhou XiaoYàn said appropriately, but his little hand was tightly held, and he couldn't pull back for a while. He felt him scratching a few gently on her palm.
Zhou XiaoYàn's face turned red, and he went over when he stole it. Seeing that Yao Qinghua was not paying attention, he shook his hand hard and pulled it back.
The three of them pushed Zhou XiaoYàn to the right position. The two men followed her side and drank red wine first. Du Qipeng humbly said that he would not be able to be kind, but he was not happy, but he was accompanied by beautiful women. He dared to raise his glass.
The dishes were ordered by Yao Qinghua, and the same as the abalone, the fish, shrimps and crabs were all in one go. They were placed on the table, and the colors and tastes were all beautiful.
Yao Qinghua said to Zhou XiaoYàn: Lao Du not only trades stocks by himself, but also a famous stock review expert, with unique and pertinent views. Zhou XiaoYàn couldn't help but smile. It turned out that he felt familiar, and he had seen him in the stock reviews on TV.
The topic on the dining table is naturally about stock talk stock comment stocks. Zhou XiaoYàn's scalp was numb and his head was swelling. Du Qipeng talked endlessly and kept smiling at Zhou XiaoYàn, his eyes were burning like the hot sunshine. When he was excited, he drank all the wine that Zhou XiaoYàn poured for him. He moved the chair to Zhou XiaoYàn and took the opportunity to slap her.
Yao Qinghua watched his expressions coldly, and he was very familiar with Du Qipeng. He would be drunk every time he drank. The way to judge whether he was drunk or not was whether he had already started to attack the ladies around him.
At this time, Zhou XiaoYàn also drank a lot, her pink face was covered with a blush, her beautiful eyes were shining with spring, and her every move was cute and cute, which made Yao Qinghua's heart beat more and more manic
I drank a lot of wine, but there were a lot of food left. Looking at Du Qipeng again, I was really drunk and unconscious. I could not stand or speak, and I couldn't even see clearly. Yao Qinghua couldn't care about so much. He called the waiter to pay the bill and ordered a lady to take good care of him.
A frivolous lady came. Du Qipeng smelled the woman's rouge, as if the wine had been awake, and his body rolled in the lady's arms like a log.
Zhou XiaoYàn smiled secretly. Whether this kind of person is originally a real gentleman or a hypocrite, he immediately feels willing to not be a human when he touches the wine glass. He always feels much more affordable when he pinchs the girl's arm.
In fact, this man who uses wine to make his lust may not be sexually depressed or thirsty. Maybe he has read countless girls and hides beautiful women in the golden house, but his character has long been deeply rooted.
Yao Qinghua couldn't get there either. He grabbed Zhou XiaoYàn tightly, as if she was afraid that she would run away, so he asked someone to find a room to rest. Zhou XiaoYàn secretly complained, why are all men with this kind of virtue? After a few glasses of wine, it was like an old lady in the vegetable market. She felt uncomfortable when she bought a pound of cucumber without a green onion.
But at this time she had no choice but to give up and help him and go to the room upstairs under the guidance of the waiter.
There is a small steam room in the room, and the bed is also a single bed for massage. Yao Qinghua is not drunk yet. Zhou XiaoYàn understands that even if he drinks a few more cups, he will definitely get drunk. But he still starts to enter the erotic scene by drinking. People like him satisfy their despicable virtues in their bones. If he is neglected, he will definitely feel pain.
Next, Zhou XiaoYàn's mood suddenly became clear. Since a man was pretending to be crazy and stupid while drinking, why bother to take advantage of the situation. It was like a chessboard that easily took a chess piece on the other side, becoming evenly matched, and even winning slightly. If he was young and rich, he would be enough to despise the middle-aged Yao Qinghua as an opponent.
Zhou XiaoYàn was wearing a pink tulle shirt and a short skirt of white marching. She unbuttoned the buttons on the shirt and gave him a sweet smile. When he walked into the room, he had already taken off his coat and wore a white loose square underwear. He hugged Zhou XiaoYàn in a hurry and wanted to ask for a favor.
She stretched out her arm and pushed him away, waved her toes at him, making a seductive laugh, but took off her clothes herself. When she took off her black briefs, she twisted them in her hand and shook them on his face. Before he could pounce on her, she entered the misty steam room
Yao Qinghua rolled in and crawled in, kneeling on the ground and just hugged Zhou XiaoYàn's thigh. She laughed slutically, laughing too happily, causing the steam in the room to choke in her throat.
His face was buried in her lower abdomen, his fat nose rubbed her furry place, scratching Zhou XiaoYàn and itchy, and he couldn't help but spread his thighs. He poked out his tongue and wandered among her layered petals, a numb feeling permeated the whole body.
One of her body collapsed onto a bench indoors. When she sat down, her legs expanded. Yao Qinghua followed her knees, and her tongue continued to wander in the middle of her. She even used her hands to stroke and play with her, making Zhou XiaoYàn's chest tightness and breathless and itchy. The temperature inside the room was gradually rising. The sweat beads on Zhou XiaoYàn's body spilled like raindrops. The range of the tip of the tongue gradually expanded. Finally, she moved up and down from her slender thighs, from her calf to her back, and took her toes in her mouth.
Zhou XiaoYàn lowered her head with fluffy eyes and found that her white feet surprised him. She was inexplicably excited, shiny and thin, actually her feet were not beautiful, her joints were a little thin, and they were too long, and the lines around her were not soft.
But he licked and caressed it like a treasure. And because of excitement, his thing was swollen and thrusting hard. A wave of heat burst out from the depths of Zhou XiaoYàn's uterus, and a stream of lustful juice surged out, and the beads of sweat overflowed to the base of his thighs. He sucked on the snow-white skin, sucking inch by inch, for fear of missing a little bit by bit.
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