Chapter 493: Strange Feelings 3

These are all kinds of feelings. I know nothing will happen, but I suddenly saw that I was timid. Tang Wei was familiar with her body early, so she naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with her eyes. She looked at me intoxicatedly

The sight swam along the terrifying tattoo. With a grip of thin waist, the lower abdomen is flat, and even the depression of the pelvis is clearly visible. It makes people worry about whether the thin waist will break when pinching the dream attack. It is round, white and full, hanging steadily on the chest, like two ripe red persimmons. I couldn't help but want to go forward and take a bite, hoping for the beauty of the fruity meat and dripping sweet juice.

Tang Wei stood on the carpet with barefoot barefoot, and her face looked rosy and her breathing was heavy. She seemed to be unable to bear the desire in her body. She seemed to be uncomfortable being seen. Her slender fingers rubbed each other, and her fair toes gently rubbed on the ground.

I was also furious in my heart. She took the initiative to approach, slowly stretched out her hand, unbuttoned the buttons one by one under her flexible little hands. The clothes on my body fell one by one, and we stared at each other, and we met each other very soon. It broke out almost at the same moment. I reached out to hold my round buttocks and lifted them up. She put her hands around my neck, jumped up gently, her legs crossed around my waist, and her whole body hung on me.

I hugged her and walked to the bathroom. She held my face and took the initiative to open my mouth and kiss her. Even though she walked to the bathtub, she still refused to come down. I could only fumble to open the spray head and add hot water to the bathtub.

Holding her slowly lie in the water, her hands still hooked against my neck tightly, and I refused to let go of my hand. I finally liberated. What I can do whatever I want is the roundness on my chest, which is moderately soft and hard. Feel the constant change of shape in my hands, and she is stimulated. Her strong breathing and thrusting of her chest are watched as the woman is aroused by desires little by little. It turns out that it is so fun and makes people proud.

The other hand was not idle either. She went down to knead the tight thighs, explored the mysterious edge, and touched the dark snake hole. When her fingers touched and broke in, she couldn't help but tremble, frowned and straightened her waist, as if she was greeting, and as if she was frightened.

At first it was the middle finger, but she forgot to ask for a kiss, and only gasps slowly turned into two fingers. Her hand holding my neck also loosened, slipped on my back, and hummed lightly in my mouth, her fingers were very warm, and she couldn't tell the difference between the warm water in the bathtub or the stream in the snake cave.

Looking at her eyes closed, her red lips slightly opened, and her delicate body twisted as I moved, she felt a sense of accomplishment. The desire in my body was also churning. I wonder if she couldn't stand it or could not wait, so she took the initiative to hold the Youlong soaked in the water and started to stroke it. She had no resistance to teasing Youlong. Under the flexible and warm little man, she came alive in a few seconds, stretched like a bamboo pole.

We all comforted each other and teased each other, but did not take the last step, perhaps to increase our emotions, or perhaps we really wanted to wash, I got up and grabbed the shower gel, applied it on the smooth almost, gently facing her enjoyment expression, watching her snow-white skin become rosy, and carefully experiencing the change, it is really wonderful

She also followed suit, picking up the lubricated shower gel and helping me clean the dragon, but it made me a little depressed because her hands were only rubbing nearby and didn't help me clean my body. It seemed that there was nothing else in her eyes except that dragon.

The shower gel is a little irritating, and the top of the head is a little tingling, which makes people uncomfortable, but the warm little hands make people not want to leave and want to take revenge, or want her to experience that feeling. I got a lot of shower gel and took a snake hole in my fingertips, and stabbed it in.

With a whistle, she opened her misty eyes instantly, shrank her waist and wanted to hide, but I pressed her against her body. The bathhouse was only so small, and she had no place to escape. Looking down, the black Siman floated in the water, like a poking beauty in the water. As my fingers went in and out, occasionally there were small bubbles floating out of the snake hole.

Soon she couldn't stand the stimulation, let go of Youlong with both hands, pressed my chaotic hand, and continued to force it into, looking at her both uncomfortable and enjoying her expression, there was an indescribable pleasure, a kind of evil pleasure of training

I can't tell whether it's adaptation or sinking. For a while, she seemed to be familiar with it slowly. She fell in love with that feeling, and the power of resistance decreased, and she fell into seeing her adaptation little by little. I was a little lost and dissatisfied. I thought she would not be able to bear it in the end, so I begged me, but I thought she would give her a strange feeling instead.

Of course I would not give up. I held her waist and flipped her out of the water. Although I didn't understand what I was going to do, she was unable to resist. She could only follow me to support her soft and thin waist, let her raise her hips high, open her legs, the young mansion that made me fascinated appeared in sight

Holding back the excitement, excitement, applying lotion to the bad taste in my heart, stretching out my middle finger, slowly breaking the door, maybe thinking that I want to play in the bar and toilet position, but I didn't expect that I would break through the harem. She unconsciously clamped her buttocks and shrank forward, but I was ready to hold my slender waist and stopped it with force.

She looked back at me, with a hint of fear in her eyes and begging for mercy, but I had no intention of paying attention, and I could not stop. Amid her elongated scream, she successfully broke into the penalty area and couldn't tell whether it was stimulated by her hands or by her shower gel. She wrinkled her head and her body trembled for several times.

I slowly exited while turning, and then slowly squeezed in while turning. I could clearly see the shower gel squeezed out of the palace gate, making a pulling squeak. She widened her eyes, bit the corner of her mouth, and her long hair hung beside her face, a little innocent, a little helpless, and a little enjoyable.

Whether it is her expression, the vision in front of her, or the actions at this moment, they deeply stimulated me to feel that I was carrying out a career, a challenge, and a spiritual pleasure, making Youlong as hard as iron.

Soon, she seemed to adapt slowly, raised her buttocks and stopped escaping, and her breath became stronger. I slowly increased my speed, and hummed from time to time to wait for the phone to mature, so I put on my shower gel and poked out my two fingers.

When she squeezed, she felt it, looking back at me in horror. I could see the fear in her eyes, begging for mercy, but she could no longer stop in her fearful eyes, forcing her into a little bit, holding onto the edge of the bathtub with both hands, biting her lips, and a sound of pain came.

This time I did not move immediately, but stopped. When she slowly got to know her, her fingers could clearly feel the strong contraction, and the discomfort. When her face improved, the tightening feeling decreased, she slowly slid clearly. Every move made her hum and stretched out her hand to stop my movements.

I also stopped at the right time, lowered my head and kissed the snow-white buttocks to soothe her emotions for some reason. Even if I was discomfort, she never stopped my actions. She made her skin rosy. The discomfort would eventually pass. I continued to move, slowly increase my strength, and speed up little by little

Watching her go from resisting to adapting to obedience, to enjoyment, that process made me feel indescribable pleasure as if I was watching her fall, and like myself being the culprit, leading her to fall

Listening to her humming happily with every intrusion of me, I knew that the time was almost the same, and I couldn't stand it anymore. Withdrawing my fingers might make her, who was in an excited state, feel empty, and look back at me with some anger.

I ignored it, pulled off the bath towel from the shelf, pulled her out of the bathtub, wrapped it up, picked it up, ran directly to the head of the bed, wanted to hold her and walk directly to the bed, but the kitten was sleeping in the middle and felt that the little thing was in trouble, so I took up the bath towel under it, wrapped it in, and threw it to the end of the bed.

The kitten was not prepared and struggled randomly under the bath towel, making meowing sounds, but was wrapped in the bath towel and couldn't escape.

She was already in a mess at this moment, and she had no time to take care of the little thing, spread her flat on the bed, opened the bath towel like a gift, and her rosy naked body was perfectly displayed in front of her eyes.

Before she could invite her or her prompt, I rushed forward with red eyes and felt my passion. She laughed and pushed me with a hint of refusal, but soon turned into a tight hug, opened her legs and sent an invitation.

I was not interested in Taoyuan at this moment. I helped her waist up, spread the two white legs and shaking the dragon, aiming at the opening and closing, and constantly shrinking the back house, looking over to the opening and closing, and constantly shrinking.