Chapter 574 Her New Tip 2

Of course, I won't admit defeat easily. After holding my soft and thin waist tightly, I stabilize Liang Yuzhen's figure, I noticed it when I start to invade and invade. The feeling of being magnified exponentially when I move, every time I advance and retreat, it feels like an about to explode. That tightness makes people satisfied and extremely wonderful

I seemed to be living in the cracks, and the cliffs were very unstable, as if they were constantly squeezing and compressing more and more. I felt that my whole body was almost flattened. It was both uncomfortable and painful, and it made people linger. In order to survive, I had to constantly resist, use all my strength, keep digging, and try to spread the cracks and gain more space.

But no matter how strong a person is, how to escape and resist, he still lives in nature. He cannot escape the blowing of nature. Although the rock walls are wet and lubricated, they are still difficult and dangerous, and cannot move forward. It seems that he is telling the world that no one can truly resist nature

But in order to survive, people will burst out all potential. While nature punishes humans, it will still be traumatized by humans. Even if it is insignificant, it still exists that I am trapped and endured torture. She is not much better. This kind of tightness has indeed caused great oppression to me, but it also brought her great stimulation.

No time I squeezed, it seemed like I was doing the most intimate touch. I could even feel the slightest tremor in her body. Every time I stretched it, it would make her shrink her waist and lift her hips. I don’t know whether this was her body’s natural reaction or her subconscious defense, but she pressed her on my shoulders, and the ecstasy hum and long moan brought me great fun and achievement

It seems that in the last second of the game, I made a decisive kick, turned the situation around, turned the defeat into victory, listened to everyone's cheers, cheered, that kind of joy, pride, filled the whole body, and made people from the spirit, from the heart to the outside of the body, every cell was jumping and dancing.

At this moment, I am like a dedicated wine taster, smelling the fragrance emitted by my delicate body, observing its color, remembering every expression and every change, and after understanding it, I have a six-point position in my heart before I can taste it, and carefully feel every pleasant feeling she brings, every intoxicating echo that makes me feel.

Wine will bring happiness to wine tastingers and make them happy. When encountering wine, wine tastingers will never be stingy with praise, and will never refuse to have another glass. They will be intoxicated and savor carefully, and will stop after being drunk.

Wine also requires people who know how to taste it. Seeing her frowning from time to time, as if she was hurt, biting her lips from time to time to endure, as if she was pointing to the point, and her brows were soothing from time to time, as if she was satisfied. She was lost little by little in this game where men took the initiative, and was crazy, which was really inspiring.

The long hair was already scattered, and the calm expression disappeared, and was replaced by confusion. Every time she entered and exited, it seemed that she would cause a storm in her body, making her unable to control herself, and could only dance and sway, not knowing where she would be taken, but she was willing to rise and fall in it.

Moreover, this posture tests the will of a woman. Not only did she deal with my collision, she also had to stabilize her center of gravity and quickly push her physical strength to the limit and to the edge. This will further oppress the woman's spirit and make them linger on the edge of collapse. Watching her gritting her teeth from time to time, showing a look that she felt uncomfortable and could not hold on. It will greatly stimulate the man, allowing the man to burst out from the inside out and have greater potential and sprint more violently.

She was also more stimulated by this. Under my strong resistance, she swayed and stood unsteadily. If she hadn't leaned against the wall, she might have slipped softly to the ground. Even so, her hands never let go of her. Her hands were intertwined and wrapped around my neck tightly, as if she was unwilling to let go, begging for more and faster

This is indeed a war without gunpowder. You can brew it again after drinking it. But no matter how good the taster's alcohol is, the wine in front of you is rare. You will eventually get drunk or drink too much. The intoxicating fairy wine slides from the corner of the taster's mouth. With the snow-white long legs, it flows to the ground, and bright little flowers bloom on the ground, as if telling this rare beauty.

I haven't tasted such good wine for many years. I can't tell whether it's happy or drunk. The taster fell into a madness and churned wildly in the wine cellar. He held the wine barrel, raised his head and drank it, threw it away after taking a few sips. The wine cellar was messed up, and soon the wine overflowed and the fragrance was overwhelming.

The taster is willing to die of drunkenness in this dream, and the wine is willing to bloom for the confidant. The entire wine cellar is flooded with fine wine. The taster is completely soaked in the wine and the two sides are blended together, unwilling to separate.

As I gritted my teeth and held the snow-white long legs on my shoulders, I pushed my feet hard for the last time as I let out a low roar and gave it back to her, her delicate body trembled and shrank violently, and the nectar squirted and overflowed.

I hugged her tightly and kissed her earlobes with thanks. She hugged me tightly, pinched my shoulders with her fingers tightly, her nails fell into the flesh, and the two white and tender balls pressed against her chest, making me feel a little breathless.