Chapter 50 Ancient Black Princess You have a lot of essence H

The water overflowing from the middle hole in the glans was indeed excited. Huali was so wet and sticky that it was full of her feet. She sneered and rubbed his thighs with disgust. However, the big thing overflowed onto her instep again in a flash, and the transparent water was a little sticky.

General Bo, you have stained my feet.

Dirty?

Actually it's not dirty.

Under the bright candlelight, the foot was small and white, forming a strong contrast on the thighs of wheat-colored skin. The wet and sticky water stained her tenderness, like a silent invasion, and more like the most beautiful flower blooming in autumn, condensed.

Bo Ting tried his best to control his mind that was about torn apart. Without looking at her more, she took off her simple and harmless disguise and was more charming than the legendary goblin. Even if he didn't like her, he was almost crazy now.

She also knew this, and stepped on him and touched his body with her hands. The hot and hardness really made people love it. The traces of being whipped by the whip in the hot sweat gradually faded, and the red lips kissed warmly...

Hmm!

The rapidly rolling throat made an uncontrollable sound. Bo Ting opened his eyes again. In the short distance, Hua Li's beautiful face was, her tender lips sucked gently against the wound. Half of his face was frozen, and even her extra movements were forgotten, until the soft tongue swept away, and nothing could be seen in her red and bloody eyes.

It was like a stone plunging into a lake, ripples spreading and could not calm down for a long time.

The desire is even more ignited.

He looked at her with a horrible look as if he was about to eat her alive.

Huali kissed the corner of his mouth directly, feeling his anger and patience clearly, so depressed and so pity.

She licked his lips with her tongue, one warm and tender, the other was cold and thin, but she still broke it. The breathing belonging to him in her ears became more and more rapid, and the soft tongue tips touched his pursed mouth again and again.

If you want, open your mouth and I can give it to you.

Her slender wrist wrapped around his neck that was locked by iron chains. A boneless addition to her naked arms. Her little feet under her skirt pressed and crushed on his cock, and the pink tongue tip had already pushed his lips open.

Every minute and every second is sensitive and extremely exciting. Bo Ting never knew what his daughter was, and what kissing cotton was. All these flowers were given to him.

She licked his mouth with bad intentions, and her jade fingers kept stroking his gasping throat. Thousands of troops could not resist the teasing of this moment. Bo Ting grabbed the wall with his fingerprints, and his eyes could not be closed anymore. He only remembered to look at her.

Zeze's water sound kept coming in the closed mouths of the two. She took the initiative to tease him. He was forced to cater to him. It was not until he began to sink that she left with satisfaction.

Without her softness, Bo Ting's empty mouth began to find it difficult to adapt. She did it and he began to long for her.

Brother Ting... You have a lot of semen, look at how you ejaculate everywhere.

She smiled very happily when she succeeded. She sat up from his arms, lifted her skirt and looked down. There were traces of his squirting everywhere, and more white turbidity slid from her calves. She tweeted some with her fingers and handed them to him.

Oh, you blushed, I think you can endure it for a long time, but just stepping on it can make you feel like this.

She no longer whipped him with a whip. Bo Ting, who was leaning against the wall, was sweating all over, and her whole body seemed to be squeezed to death. Desire, disgust, desire, resistance...the complex emotions were intertwined one by one, and in the chaos, every thought was her.

If you kill her, only those evil thoughts and strange dreams will stop.

Huali seemed to have noticed his murderous intent. She slowly took off her gauze-sleeved shirt, naked with her snow-white shoulders and collarbone, and then pulled off her skirt.

Should I kill me or follow me, the general choose one.

The perky breasts, the soft and slender waist, the round buttocks, and the well-proportioned legs were all exposed in front of him.

Bo Ting looked down at the penis that was erecting high again between his legs, and his breathing was full of her smell. This sweetness seemed to be imprinted on his soul forever.

He knew very clearly that the natural barrier in his heart could defend anyone, but could no longer defend her.

Actually... he liked the brother Ting she called her more.