Sun Weihong just wanted to play a tooth sacrifice. She really didn't expect that this old guy was so powerful. The initial exploration made her blame him.
Go in?
Go in
But don't feel it?
It'll be there in a while
It really happened in a while. Before Sun Weihong could feel the itchyness of hollowness, she immediately felt that the little insect gradually became bigger, just like Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel, so big that she felt that all the wrinkles were stretched open, so big that she felt that not only opened the door, but also broke it.
The grass was overwhelmed, and the mountains were smoothed, which made Sun Weihong come to see the joy of the folds just stretching, but the golden cudgel of the brigade secretary came over.
It was too fierce, and it made Sun Weihong come to prepare, but it felt like an accordion. The wrinkled gullies opened and closed, closed and spread out, and could not play any good songs, but only the sound of the bellows pulled
Without much effort, this kind of kung fu has become powerful. Sun Weihong urinated sparsely, Meng Qingnian wiped it, hehe, he said: You peed, it was ticking, it was so fucking slippery, I couldn't even feel it
Sun Weihong didn't dare to shout, so she could only be so happy, the secretary was interested and said: The people in the city are full of water, which is wetter than water.
Another handful was applied, and the old man in his fifties suddenly put his hand that had just wiped a handful of water into Sun Weihong's mouth.
Is it more solid than a young man to taste the taste?
Sun Weihong took a bite, quickly vomited it, turned around and said: It's all mud soup, are you going in with mud?
When Meng Qingnian heard this, she immediately pulled it out and looked carefully in the moonlight. No, it was clean.
Pulling it apart and looking, the ravines were all wet, Sun Weihong kept shrinking, wrapping his fingers that were still looking for mud, Meng Qingnian could not see anything, so he simply put his face on and looked carefully. Sun Weihong was so stimulating that he could no longer help, a thorn slipped out and sprayed the brigade secretary's face.
Seeing Meng Qingnian reaching out and sucking, Sun Weihong burst into laughter and said: Is it watering the ground this time?
But she walked forward gently and kissed the mouth of the old man who could be a father for the first time. After licking the water on his face with his little tongue, she stuck out her butt and said: "It's comfortable, it's comfortable."
This unexpected gain made Meng Qingnian excited for a long time. Even when he was dying, he still missed his breasts that were softer than steamed buns and more charming than buckets.
It's fucking good. This woman in Shanghai is really watery and nourishes people. Just like the spring rain, you will forget where it is a plow and a hoe.
Meng Qingnian felt so beautiful. Her hands had not been washed for several days, so she just put them under her nose and smelled them.
When he rubbed the Nigaba and fell into Sun Weihong's big ass again, he had forgotten who he was
Meng Fanyou yelled and said he liked rice, but he would not live without rice.
Meng Qingnian was having a happy woman in Shanghai, and she didn't care about this unregulated little son. Even her fifth wife didn't visit her. Every time she crossed the wall, she would knock on the window of the west room. As soon as the window opened, he knew that the white meat had a fragrant mouth again. He kissed her mouth full of pouting tobacco pipes. For the first time, he knew that his tongue could still surround his tongue. He couldn't breathe when he ate the tender tongue.
The big speaker stopped doing it, and she shouted at Meng Qingnian: Don’t care about your son’s affairs, are you becoming romantic?
Meng Qingnian knew that the loudspeaker was holding his shortcomings, so he hummed and walked towards the kindergarten.
Go in?
Go in
But don't feel it?
It'll be there in a while
It really happened in a while. Before Sun Weihong could feel the itchyness of hollowness, she immediately felt that the little insect gradually became bigger, just like Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel, so big that she felt that all the wrinkles were stretched open, so big that she felt that not only opened the door, but also broke it.
The grass was overwhelmed, and the mountains were smoothed, which made Sun Weihong come to see the joy of the folds just stretching, but the golden cudgel of the brigade secretary came over.
It was too fierce, and it made Sun Weihong come to prepare, but it felt like an accordion. The wrinkled gullies opened and closed, closed and spread out, and could not play any good songs, but only the sound of the bellows pulled
Without much effort, this kind of kung fu has become powerful. Sun Weihong urinated sparsely, Meng Qingnian wiped it, hehe, he said: You peed, it was ticking, it was so fucking slippery, I couldn't even feel it
Sun Weihong didn't dare to shout, so she could only be so happy, the secretary was interested and said: The people in the city are full of water, which is wetter than water.
Another handful was applied, and the old man in his fifties suddenly put his hand that had just wiped a handful of water into Sun Weihong's mouth.
Is it more solid than a young man to taste the taste?
Sun Weihong took a bite, quickly vomited it, turned around and said: It's all mud soup, are you going in with mud?
When Meng Qingnian heard this, she immediately pulled it out and looked carefully in the moonlight. No, it was clean.
Pulling it apart and looking, the ravines were all wet, Sun Weihong kept shrinking, wrapping his fingers that were still looking for mud, Meng Qingnian could not see anything, so he simply put his face on and looked carefully. Sun Weihong was so stimulating that he could no longer help, a thorn slipped out and sprayed the brigade secretary's face.
Seeing Meng Qingnian reaching out and sucking, Sun Weihong burst into laughter and said: Is it watering the ground this time?
But she walked forward gently and kissed the mouth of the old man who could be a father for the first time. After licking the water on his face with his little tongue, she stuck out her butt and said: "It's comfortable, it's comfortable."
This unexpected gain made Meng Qingnian excited for a long time. Even when he was dying, he still missed his breasts that were softer than steamed buns and more charming than buckets.
It's fucking good. This woman in Shanghai is really watery and nourishes people. Just like the spring rain, you will forget where it is a plow and a hoe.
Meng Qingnian felt so beautiful. Her hands had not been washed for several days, so she just put them under her nose and smelled them.
When he rubbed the Nigaba and fell into Sun Weihong's big ass again, he had forgotten who he was
Meng Fanyou yelled and said he liked rice, but he would not live without rice.
Meng Qingnian was having a happy woman in Shanghai, and she didn't care about this unregulated little son. Even her fifth wife didn't visit her. Every time she crossed the wall, she would knock on the window of the west room. As soon as the window opened, he knew that the white meat had a fragrant mouth again. He kissed her mouth full of pouting tobacco pipes. For the first time, he knew that his tongue could still surround his tongue. He couldn't breathe when he ate the tender tongue.
The big speaker stopped doing it, and she shouted at Meng Qingnian: Don’t care about your son’s affairs, are you becoming romantic?
Meng Qingnian knew that the loudspeaker was holding his shortcomings, so he hummed and walked towards the kindergarten.
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