When he was young, Bo Ting's heart was filled with a little princess. When he was appointed as her guard, he was full of ecstasy. This boring world finally gave him someone worth thinking about.
He is a cold-hearted person, despises life and death, and always uses any means to do things almost viciously. Even if he is exactly the same as his elder brother, his parents are not valued.
It doesn't matter, he doesn't care. He still does his own way and hides his cruel nature in front of the little princess, but he has obviously tried hard to pretend to be loyal and harmless.
Why did she just don't like him?
Even she only likes his brother!
The sourness of jealousy quickly corroded his heart. Since he was destined to not get it, he would just grab it.
Brother Chu~Woooooo, my breasts and breasts hurt...
His hand had already penetrated into the little princess's lapel. The exquisite palace skirt was complex, and the smooth and plump breasts in layers were pinched in his big palm. His fingers were rubbing her nipples from time to time. Huali naturally struggled uncomfortablely, but was forced to hold it in his arms, and even his ears were taken into his mouth.
Her earlobes were small and soft, which made Bo Ting couldn't help but bite them with his teeth. Her fragrance was still vaguely seen in his breath, which was so tempting that it was crazy.
She cried and shouted Bo Zhi's name over and over again, but he didn't stop it. It was okay. Even His Majesty felt that he was the brother's substitute to marry the stupid princess, which was wronged him, and no one knew that he was willing to accept it.
The princess's breasts are soft and big, so I should have asked me to touch them more. Be good, take off the clothes, I will help you suck them and it will not hurt.
He used to be taciturn, but now he has changed. He held the beloved little princess who got what he wanted. He started to have endless things to say, without worrying about whether she would get angry, let alone fear her disgusting eyes.
Don’t take off, don’t take off!Don't suck it either!
Although the little princess became stupid and everything was chaotic, she could still remember some things that were too exciting. For example, the day before yesterday, he also coaxed her to take off her skirt. She naturally obediently thought that she could be carried to the Gongguan and urinate comfortably.
As a result, Bo Ting pulled his legs apart, held his struggling little butt, sucked hard at the little flower's pussy, and touched it.
In the end, she cried and was incontinent, and he ate a lot of urine and love fluid that had been held in for a long time.
So much so that when she heard about taking off her clothes and sucking, she was scared. She pushed Bo Ting's face hard with her little hand, and opened her mouth and shouted at her mother.
Don't want you!Don't want you to suck, I want my mother!Woo...
Bo Ting covered her mouth with his hands, and his palm-sized face was immediately clamped to the point where he was vaguely sobbing. He pulled his other hand hard, and the overlapping collars scattered from the little princess' shoulders.
Her long neck, slender collarbone, and a pair of tender and white milk balls were shaking between the large snowy skin.
As the crabapple flowers fell, it was hard to tell whether her nipples were pinker or her petals were brighter.
Bo Ting turned her side slightly, lowered his head and kissed her neck with his tongue. His skin was as smooth as silk and tender as tender as tender. The little princess trembled and twisted in his palm. The skin that was moistened by his tongue was indescribable itch and heat.
Woo woo!
It looks like a delicate little rabbit being hunted in the hands of a person, and it cannot be free from the constraints even if it is used with both hands and feet.
Instead, while thrusting, he fed all the plump and round milk balls into Bo Ting's mouth. This was not the first time he had eaten it. He was no longer as fierce as before, and he added some tricks to lick her. Sure enough, the little princess who was still struggling with anger just now gradually softened.
The little face pinched in his hand was no longer pale, and it was a faint scarlet color, and the watery eyes were filled with hazy confusion... and curiosity.
He is a cold-hearted person, despises life and death, and always uses any means to do things almost viciously. Even if he is exactly the same as his elder brother, his parents are not valued.
It doesn't matter, he doesn't care. He still does his own way and hides his cruel nature in front of the little princess, but he has obviously tried hard to pretend to be loyal and harmless.
Why did she just don't like him?
Even she only likes his brother!
The sourness of jealousy quickly corroded his heart. Since he was destined to not get it, he would just grab it.
Brother Chu~Woooooo, my breasts and breasts hurt...
His hand had already penetrated into the little princess's lapel. The exquisite palace skirt was complex, and the smooth and plump breasts in layers were pinched in his big palm. His fingers were rubbing her nipples from time to time. Huali naturally struggled uncomfortablely, but was forced to hold it in his arms, and even his ears were taken into his mouth.
Her earlobes were small and soft, which made Bo Ting couldn't help but bite them with his teeth. Her fragrance was still vaguely seen in his breath, which was so tempting that it was crazy.
She cried and shouted Bo Zhi's name over and over again, but he didn't stop it. It was okay. Even His Majesty felt that he was the brother's substitute to marry the stupid princess, which was wronged him, and no one knew that he was willing to accept it.
The princess's breasts are soft and big, so I should have asked me to touch them more. Be good, take off the clothes, I will help you suck them and it will not hurt.
He used to be taciturn, but now he has changed. He held the beloved little princess who got what he wanted. He started to have endless things to say, without worrying about whether she would get angry, let alone fear her disgusting eyes.
Don’t take off, don’t take off!Don't suck it either!
Although the little princess became stupid and everything was chaotic, she could still remember some things that were too exciting. For example, the day before yesterday, he also coaxed her to take off her skirt. She naturally obediently thought that she could be carried to the Gongguan and urinate comfortably.
As a result, Bo Ting pulled his legs apart, held his struggling little butt, sucked hard at the little flower's pussy, and touched it.
In the end, she cried and was incontinent, and he ate a lot of urine and love fluid that had been held in for a long time.
So much so that when she heard about taking off her clothes and sucking, she was scared. She pushed Bo Ting's face hard with her little hand, and opened her mouth and shouted at her mother.
Don't want you!Don't want you to suck, I want my mother!Woo...
Bo Ting covered her mouth with his hands, and his palm-sized face was immediately clamped to the point where he was vaguely sobbing. He pulled his other hand hard, and the overlapping collars scattered from the little princess' shoulders.
Her long neck, slender collarbone, and a pair of tender and white milk balls were shaking between the large snowy skin.
As the crabapple flowers fell, it was hard to tell whether her nipples were pinker or her petals were brighter.
Bo Ting turned her side slightly, lowered his head and kissed her neck with his tongue. His skin was as smooth as silk and tender as tender as tender. The little princess trembled and twisted in his palm. The skin that was moistened by his tongue was indescribable itch and heat.
Woo woo!
It looks like a delicate little rabbit being hunted in the hands of a person, and it cannot be free from the constraints even if it is used with both hands and feet.
Instead, while thrusting, he fed all the plump and round milk balls into Bo Ting's mouth. This was not the first time he had eaten it. He was no longer as fierce as before, and he added some tricks to lick her. Sure enough, the little princess who was still struggling with anger just now gradually softened.
The little face pinched in his hand was no longer pale, and it was a faint scarlet color, and the watery eyes were filled with hazy confusion... and curiosity.
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