Chapter 191 Peeking at Wife and Others 5

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This mattress is also good. I don’t know what brand it is. The elasticity is so good. I pressed it gently. Not only can it be completely transmitted back, but the power seems to be even greater, as if Mu Xinru is exerting force underneath

This feeling is so good that it doesn't require much effort at all. Moreover, the situation of rebounding makes us better combine. I will press it, rebound and press it down again, as if I are performing uninterrupted exercise.

Not only does it save energy, but the frequency also doubles in disguise. The consequences are all that I want to read a book. Mu Xinru, who is stuck in the middle, is responsible. She was already sensitive and soon couldn't stand it. She pushed me with her hands and kept calling me to slow down.

Where did it slow down, this actually stimulated the scene I thought of. I did evil and made more violent advances, and started a tug-of-war with the mattress.

Mu Xinru, who was sandwiched in the middle, could not control the battle at all. Although she could not see her expression, she moaned and betrayed her every time she advanced and retreated, she was accompanied by her screams, sobs, and her nails were slashing across my back from time to time.

The pain stimulated me even more violent. The original pity disappeared completely. I hugged her tightly, stabilized her body, and tightened her body to attack.

The lewd sound of slapping came out, and her panting became more intense, turning into pain from time to time

This powerful impact consumes physical strength, and the quilt is pressed against the body, and it becomes very hot inside. I really want to see her expression, straighten her waist and lift the quilt on her body

The light shone, and finally saw the snow-white ketone body that was dreaming about, she was sandwiched in the middle, hotter than me. Her forehead and neck were a little wet, and her body was covered with fine sweat. Under the light, it was like pearls reflecting light.

She had long been a little bit stuffy, but the reserve in her heart made her patiently. She didn't say it, the cool breeze was coming. She frowned and stretched out. I took the opportunity to rush in fiercely, and I pressed against her newly unwinded brow that had just been frowning. She immediately frowned, opened her mouth slightly, screaming in pain.

While she was slowly adapting, I suddenly withdrew, held her waist, attacked her wildly, and looked at me in horror. She was as soft as a swimming fish, and she couldn't escape. She could only reach out to block her waist and push me away.

But in front of my strength, her weak resistance was almost negligible. She occasionally struggled to turn over and retreat, but how could she get what she wanted? Gradually, she grabbed the quilt, grabbed the hair, kneaded her soft peak, and squeezed my thighs tightly

I wanted to see if she could bear it and whether it would break. The more painful her expression was, the greater the satisfaction I felt, and what I gave back was the more surging rush in

The rapid waves slapped the rocks and made violent crackling sounds. Every time they hit, they would splash and jump, and even if they were as solid as a rock, they would be polished off the corners of the water chestnuts by the waves and polished smoothly.

We were like riding on a speedboat touring the lake, the peaks were jumping, the hair was flying, the waves swept, the wind was howling, and the sob, the painful hum was like the wonderful and spiral of this song, which added infinite charm to it, and also allowed it to play in infinite loops.

Not to mention the soft Mu Xinru, even Liang Yuzhen's woman was hit last time without the backhand force, and her feet were stuck on my waist. Her toes seemed to be cramped, not bent, she looked at me as if she begged.

I saw it, but I could no longer control the evil in my heart. I still do my own things as if I hadn't seen it.

The tide is swaying, and I have felt the tide several times. The sheets under me are moist not only under her butt, but even the edges of my knees, but I have never encountered such a sensitive woman before. My wife is already sensitive enough, but compared to her, it is still a bit less than me and I can only enter half of each time. If I enter completely, she will look painful, as if she is whipped by a whip.

Her spirit became more and more unstable, she laughed comfortably from time to time, and she sobbed in pain. She had long lost the strength to beg for mercy. The city gate became unstable, opened and closed, and closed tightly. This powerful recoil force was relative. Mu Xinru suffered the impact, and I was the same.

The weather is cloudy and the body is hot. I was so excited that I leaned over and pressed on her. This would save more effort and make it easier for me to launch the final impact.

Her hand finally had a place, pinching my arm, constantly tugging, and not paying attention to it, just focusing on the crazy attack, the water flooded the golden mountains, the snake swam deep pool, I want to read the book, I feel that it is getting tighter and tighter. Even if the wetness is too wet, I can't detect my dynamics. She looked at me tightly, her eyes filled with longing, she could not bear this pain and enjoyment coexist, and she just wanted to end this torture as soon as possible.

Seeing her eyes, she couldn't hold back. She slapped her whole body hard and felt hot. She was rushing up and rushing up. She was raising her neck and trembling all over, and was satisfied. Her legs were tightly wrapped around me. It seemed that the light had already flowed in the past few times, and there was no tide pouring out, but she kept sucking me again and again. She was like a small shell on the beach, shaking by the impact.

Two hot bodies hugged each other tightly, and it felt that only in this way could we offset our bodies. One positive and one negative run around, numbing the current of the body 51 Reading Book Bar This refreshing wave made me linger and remember it deeply

After several minutes, I woke up from the numbness and fog feeling, and turned over and fell from her. She still didn't reply, her eyes closed and she didn't move. If it weren't for the occasional trembling eyelashes, people would have thought they had fainted.

I drank a lot of alcohol, and I was sweating, and I was a little thirsty for a while. My body recovered from consciousness. I got up and got out of bed and wanted to go to the living room to have some water.

As soon as I walked out of the room, a painful and joyful breath made me stand in a daze and look in the sound. I don’t know if Zhou Cang was too impatient to close the door or what happened, but the door of the room where my wife slept was shimmering from

The sound was still coming, and I instantly realized that it was my wife's moan. It was like waves of magic sounds that poured into my ears and rushed into my mind. It couldn't be done if I wanted to listen.