She walked into the door, and he pushed it up and locked it with his own hands
Xu Yicong's slender wrist reached his waist and tried to do something bad. He held his wrist and raised it high to the top of his head. His skirt was then lifted up. He had just covered his legs and touched inch by his slightly rough fingertips, lit a fire on his snow-white skin.
The five fingers penetrated into the corner of the skirt and pinched the flesh of the legs. The soft white flesh almost overflowed from the gap of the fingers.
Xu Yicong was so angry that he was so angry that he turned his face to avoid it. He grabbed his neck and pressed it against the door, and kissed it deeply in a very oppressive manner.
The teeth were flexibly pried open by the tongue, and drove straight into the ground to sweep away the sweet saliva. Xu Yicong closed his eyes dumbly while suffocating, feeling as if a heat flowed down from the top of his head, and his legs shrank and his throat unconsciously moaned like a kitten. Yes...
Xu Huansi let go of her little tongue, and her knuckles bounced around her face, and she was soaking. What did you hum? He clasped her neck closer and asked her in a whisper: Miss, is it wet?
Xu Yicong's two slender and straight legs were tightly closed. His shoes had long been lost. His white feet and knees were twisted, and he refused to spread his legs.
He kissed him down, and his powerful tongue licked the nest under his red lips, took the burning fragrance she spit out, and opened his mouth and bit it hard on his collarbone. Xu Yicong let out a pain, and his legs couldn't help but relax, and an uninvited guest was placed between his legs.
Under the thin skirt was a thong, which only strangled the small lip and narrow hip slit. He held his palm on her lower body, rubbing his hand with a warm and soft and sticky hand, and could hardly tell whether it was fabric or skin.
The middle finger opened the bottom of the pants, and the erect little meat was grinding in the trembling heart of the flower, making Xu Yicong shrank uncomfortable, his voice changed, don't touch, don't touch that...
He really pulled out his hand. Miss, I didn't touch it. He covered her wet palm on her round hips, put it smoothly on her waist, and picked up the narrow fabric and pulled it. Is this OK?
The two petals of flowers were tied to the flower center, and the white cloth was hidden between the pink and swollen lips, slowly pulling back and forth, rubbing violently at the sensitive hole. No matter how thin the lace is, it is more delicate and rough than the hole. The petals woven from needlework violently roll over the trembling flesh core, and instantly evoked a slight current. The slit of the flesh was not obviously twitching, and the translucent liquid was silently spitting out. Xu Yicong's eyes suddenly dissipated. In the spasms of the continuous twitching legs, it seemed like a small death. His legs were trembling and about to slide down, but he couldn't help Xu Huansi, because he actually took advantage of the time when she was most collapsed, and spread her legs apart with his hands, forcing her to spread her legs apart.
Xu Yicong's mind was blank for a moment. After more than ten seconds, he realized what he was doing in the climax of his soul. The bottom of his pants was still strangled in the gap in the center of his legs. There was a narrow slit of the raised little clitoris. He happily searched for her organs and corridors in the two soft flesh and thin lace fabrics he had opened. He used his lips, tongue and teeth to tear the shackles, explored the sensitive rhythm of the flower core, invaded the hard-to-find secret path, and slashed it playfully, allowing billions of taste buds to explore the taste and taste of the four walls inside her.
He's tasting her
Xu Yicong leaned against the door and couldn't stand firmly, even his toes curled up and turned red. His legs became weak and he knelt down with strength.
Xu Huansi held her shoulder and admired her body that was twisting like a snake. The lady was even more beautiful.
Her face was confused, moaning and gasping, and her breasts under the silk fabric were trembling slightly, as if she didn't hear it. Xu Huansi rubbed her chest with a little stubble chin, and leaned over and took a bite on her little nipples through her skirt. Miss?
Xu Yicong put his head against his chest, and suddenly there was no sound in his throat. His waist was straight, his knees on the ground were trembling, and a drizzle sound was heard on the floor.
Xu Huansi reached out and covered her lower body with five fingers. Then the gap between her fingers was filled with the dripping liquid flowing out.
He pulled her out of his chest and put his fingers into his slightly opened red lips and stirred. Miss, you're spraying water
Xu Yicong was cleaned up by him again, but he held his head and could only glar at him angrily, saying weakly in a hoarse voice: I won't play with you anymore
Xu Huansi pulled the bottom of her thong out of the slit, held her hand and asked her to unbutton her bathrobe for herself, and ran away when she had enough fun. I will teach you how selfish you are?
Xu Yicongcai didn't cooperate, so he broke away and ran away. He kicked the door and ran to the balcony. There was a large balcony in Xu Huansi's room that could directly access the downstairs.
Just as he pushed open the balcony door, Xu Huansi had already strode after him, grabbed her braid with one hand and grabbed her knee with the other.
Xu Yicong screamed, and Xu Huansi took his knees and put them steadily on the balcony windowsill. The hem of his skirt was narrow. He pushed hard, and it actually broke a fragile hole, but at least she could spread her legs apart.
He asked her to sit down, stood between her legs with the window,
Xu Yicong didn't know whether to feel sorry for her skirt or herself. Looking back, the two floors were not high, but not low. He just felt that his legs were weak and he gave in honestly. I was wrong and let me down, I put it down, I gave it to you, I gave it to you...
Xu Huansi habitually raised his eyebrows in the night and bargained with her. What should he give me? He was a little sincere
Xu Yicong is out, I'll bite you
Xu Huansi was silent for a long time, and the expression of a child learning bad things appeared on his face again. How could you?
Xu Yicong's slender wrist reached his waist and tried to do something bad. He held his wrist and raised it high to the top of his head. His skirt was then lifted up. He had just covered his legs and touched inch by his slightly rough fingertips, lit a fire on his snow-white skin.
The five fingers penetrated into the corner of the skirt and pinched the flesh of the legs. The soft white flesh almost overflowed from the gap of the fingers.
Xu Yicong was so angry that he was so angry that he turned his face to avoid it. He grabbed his neck and pressed it against the door, and kissed it deeply in a very oppressive manner.
The teeth were flexibly pried open by the tongue, and drove straight into the ground to sweep away the sweet saliva. Xu Yicong closed his eyes dumbly while suffocating, feeling as if a heat flowed down from the top of his head, and his legs shrank and his throat unconsciously moaned like a kitten. Yes...
Xu Huansi let go of her little tongue, and her knuckles bounced around her face, and she was soaking. What did you hum? He clasped her neck closer and asked her in a whisper: Miss, is it wet?
Xu Yicong's two slender and straight legs were tightly closed. His shoes had long been lost. His white feet and knees were twisted, and he refused to spread his legs.
He kissed him down, and his powerful tongue licked the nest under his red lips, took the burning fragrance she spit out, and opened his mouth and bit it hard on his collarbone. Xu Yicong let out a pain, and his legs couldn't help but relax, and an uninvited guest was placed between his legs.
Under the thin skirt was a thong, which only strangled the small lip and narrow hip slit. He held his palm on her lower body, rubbing his hand with a warm and soft and sticky hand, and could hardly tell whether it was fabric or skin.
The middle finger opened the bottom of the pants, and the erect little meat was grinding in the trembling heart of the flower, making Xu Yicong shrank uncomfortable, his voice changed, don't touch, don't touch that...
He really pulled out his hand. Miss, I didn't touch it. He covered her wet palm on her round hips, put it smoothly on her waist, and picked up the narrow fabric and pulled it. Is this OK?
The two petals of flowers were tied to the flower center, and the white cloth was hidden between the pink and swollen lips, slowly pulling back and forth, rubbing violently at the sensitive hole. No matter how thin the lace is, it is more delicate and rough than the hole. The petals woven from needlework violently roll over the trembling flesh core, and instantly evoked a slight current. The slit of the flesh was not obviously twitching, and the translucent liquid was silently spitting out. Xu Yicong's eyes suddenly dissipated. In the spasms of the continuous twitching legs, it seemed like a small death. His legs were trembling and about to slide down, but he couldn't help Xu Huansi, because he actually took advantage of the time when she was most collapsed, and spread her legs apart with his hands, forcing her to spread her legs apart.
Xu Yicong's mind was blank for a moment. After more than ten seconds, he realized what he was doing in the climax of his soul. The bottom of his pants was still strangled in the gap in the center of his legs. There was a narrow slit of the raised little clitoris. He happily searched for her organs and corridors in the two soft flesh and thin lace fabrics he had opened. He used his lips, tongue and teeth to tear the shackles, explored the sensitive rhythm of the flower core, invaded the hard-to-find secret path, and slashed it playfully, allowing billions of taste buds to explore the taste and taste of the four walls inside her.
He's tasting her
Xu Yicong leaned against the door and couldn't stand firmly, even his toes curled up and turned red. His legs became weak and he knelt down with strength.
Xu Huansi held her shoulder and admired her body that was twisting like a snake. The lady was even more beautiful.
Her face was confused, moaning and gasping, and her breasts under the silk fabric were trembling slightly, as if she didn't hear it. Xu Huansi rubbed her chest with a little stubble chin, and leaned over and took a bite on her little nipples through her skirt. Miss?
Xu Yicong put his head against his chest, and suddenly there was no sound in his throat. His waist was straight, his knees on the ground were trembling, and a drizzle sound was heard on the floor.
Xu Huansi reached out and covered her lower body with five fingers. Then the gap between her fingers was filled with the dripping liquid flowing out.
He pulled her out of his chest and put his fingers into his slightly opened red lips and stirred. Miss, you're spraying water
Xu Yicong was cleaned up by him again, but he held his head and could only glar at him angrily, saying weakly in a hoarse voice: I won't play with you anymore
Xu Huansi pulled the bottom of her thong out of the slit, held her hand and asked her to unbutton her bathrobe for herself, and ran away when she had enough fun. I will teach you how selfish you are?
Xu Yicongcai didn't cooperate, so he broke away and ran away. He kicked the door and ran to the balcony. There was a large balcony in Xu Huansi's room that could directly access the downstairs.
Just as he pushed open the balcony door, Xu Huansi had already strode after him, grabbed her braid with one hand and grabbed her knee with the other.
Xu Yicong screamed, and Xu Huansi took his knees and put them steadily on the balcony windowsill. The hem of his skirt was narrow. He pushed hard, and it actually broke a fragile hole, but at least she could spread her legs apart.
He asked her to sit down, stood between her legs with the window,
Xu Yicong didn't know whether to feel sorry for her skirt or herself. Looking back, the two floors were not high, but not low. He just felt that his legs were weak and he gave in honestly. I was wrong and let me down, I put it down, I gave it to you, I gave it to you...
Xu Huansi habitually raised his eyebrows in the night and bargained with her. What should he give me? He was a little sincere
Xu Yicong is out, I'll bite you
Xu Huansi was silent for a long time, and the expression of a child learning bad things appeared on his face again. How could you?
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