The water between his fingers was too obvious under the candlelight. Huali felt like she was going crazy and covered her face and cried sadly. But Yu Guang could still see how he ate what he picked out from under her with his finger in his mouth.
She didn't know what it was, and how it would be secreted from her private parts. She couldn't help but clamp it, which felt like Gui water was overflowing during menstruation. The wet and transparent color made the man lick it clean and it was endless aftertaste.
As he said, it is indeed the extremely erotic water.
It's sweet, like peach juice, don't cry.I not only ate the little slut's slut, but also feed you some of Brother Ting's things?
They had been childhood sweethearts for more than ten years, and Hua Li had been waiting for Bo Ting to come to his house to propose marriage to her, but her father would rather marry her to the prince's house who had lived in a short time than marry her to him. He thought that after tonight, she would marry a wife and never meet him again.
But he came...
But tonight, he is not as cold and cold as before, and every word is crazy and vulgar, which makes Huali scared.
No!No, I will marry to the Prince's Mansion tomorrow, so Brother Ting should leave.Although she didn't know anything, she just read the erotic picture and knew what the couple wanted to do. Just like the two of them are so intimate now, it is absolutely impossible to have a saliva and juice.
The violent heartbeat made her hands tremble, and he actually poked his finger in again, and the place was as shallow as his mouth.
When you walk, Bo Ting will naturally not leave. His fingertips touched the hole in the girl's tender pussy in the wet and warmth. The small tight area seemed to be like live water. The slower it rubbed, the more the flower juice came out.
He changed her position in his arms, like a baby urinating, forcibly spreading her slender legs with his knees and pulling her skirt up inch by inch.
Under the candlelight, the girl's pair of lotus feet rubbed helplessly on his calves. Each toe was round and beautiful. The legs were evenly symmetrical. The skin was as delicate as pearls. There were more and more places that could not be covered by the hem of the skirt. She could only twist in his arms and cry and beg for no reason.
Brother Ting, don’t do this. If Dad knew, he would kill you!Besides, I'm going to get married!Woo woo...
If it weren't for the usual reason that she had cried, he would obey her words even if she acted a little coquettishly and said softly.
Marry a man?Xiaoli wants other men to touch and rub your pussy like Brother Ting?
The hem of the skirt he raised was all around her waist, and her soft waist was no longer twisted. Although he was in the literary world, his figure was particularly upright. He was not as powerful as an ordinary scholar, nor was he as big as a military officer. He looked like Pan An. It was rumored that the royal princess favored him.
don't want!No one wants it!
The most private place in his daughter's house was opened by him, and her fingers that wrote the most beautiful articles in the world were like tying the strings of the piano, and they were teasing them. The top was the flower stem and the bottom was the flower mouth. The fingertips slid back and forth to the flesh slit, making her shake like a sieve, and the beautiful wine soaked his palms.
There is a picture on the sequel to this. The man and woman are grinding with their ears, the clouds are scattered, the jade legs are white, and the jade thighs are slightly red... An hour ago, Huali was still curious, how could the man's fingers disappear from the red stamen?
Now she knows.
It turned out that the whole thing was plugged in.
Hmm!
The tender Juanjuan's vagina was so tight that she had a shape in every inch of the finger bone. Her fingertips, knuckles, and fingertips moved slowly and repeatedly. There was an indescribable pleasure and stimulation between the soreness and swelling. Her calves were wrapped around her legs, and the delicate part she was holding dripped with water, making her look redder and brighter like peonies.
Hua Li just screamed and covered her mouth in a hurry. The lewd sound of a cat like a spring was really ashamed. But as the movement of his fingers, she tasted the overly difficult desire. Her round snow butt sat on his thighs, trembling and shrinking.
When my fingers were pulled out suddenly, there was a popping sound.
She didn't know what it was, and how it would be secreted from her private parts. She couldn't help but clamp it, which felt like Gui water was overflowing during menstruation. The wet and transparent color made the man lick it clean and it was endless aftertaste.
As he said, it is indeed the extremely erotic water.
It's sweet, like peach juice, don't cry.I not only ate the little slut's slut, but also feed you some of Brother Ting's things?
They had been childhood sweethearts for more than ten years, and Hua Li had been waiting for Bo Ting to come to his house to propose marriage to her, but her father would rather marry her to the prince's house who had lived in a short time than marry her to him. He thought that after tonight, she would marry a wife and never meet him again.
But he came...
But tonight, he is not as cold and cold as before, and every word is crazy and vulgar, which makes Huali scared.
No!No, I will marry to the Prince's Mansion tomorrow, so Brother Ting should leave.Although she didn't know anything, she just read the erotic picture and knew what the couple wanted to do. Just like the two of them are so intimate now, it is absolutely impossible to have a saliva and juice.
The violent heartbeat made her hands tremble, and he actually poked his finger in again, and the place was as shallow as his mouth.
When you walk, Bo Ting will naturally not leave. His fingertips touched the hole in the girl's tender pussy in the wet and warmth. The small tight area seemed to be like live water. The slower it rubbed, the more the flower juice came out.
He changed her position in his arms, like a baby urinating, forcibly spreading her slender legs with his knees and pulling her skirt up inch by inch.
Under the candlelight, the girl's pair of lotus feet rubbed helplessly on his calves. Each toe was round and beautiful. The legs were evenly symmetrical. The skin was as delicate as pearls. There were more and more places that could not be covered by the hem of the skirt. She could only twist in his arms and cry and beg for no reason.
Brother Ting, don’t do this. If Dad knew, he would kill you!Besides, I'm going to get married!Woo woo...
If it weren't for the usual reason that she had cried, he would obey her words even if she acted a little coquettishly and said softly.
Marry a man?Xiaoli wants other men to touch and rub your pussy like Brother Ting?
The hem of the skirt he raised was all around her waist, and her soft waist was no longer twisted. Although he was in the literary world, his figure was particularly upright. He was not as powerful as an ordinary scholar, nor was he as big as a military officer. He looked like Pan An. It was rumored that the royal princess favored him.
don't want!No one wants it!
The most private place in his daughter's house was opened by him, and her fingers that wrote the most beautiful articles in the world were like tying the strings of the piano, and they were teasing them. The top was the flower stem and the bottom was the flower mouth. The fingertips slid back and forth to the flesh slit, making her shake like a sieve, and the beautiful wine soaked his palms.
There is a picture on the sequel to this. The man and woman are grinding with their ears, the clouds are scattered, the jade legs are white, and the jade thighs are slightly red... An hour ago, Huali was still curious, how could the man's fingers disappear from the red stamen?
Now she knows.
It turned out that the whole thing was plugged in.
Hmm!
The tender Juanjuan's vagina was so tight that she had a shape in every inch of the finger bone. Her fingertips, knuckles, and fingertips moved slowly and repeatedly. There was an indescribable pleasure and stimulation between the soreness and swelling. Her calves were wrapped around her legs, and the delicate part she was holding dripped with water, making her look redder and brighter like peonies.
Hua Li just screamed and covered her mouth in a hurry. The lewd sound of a cat like a spring was really ashamed. But as the movement of his fingers, she tasted the overly difficult desire. Her round snow butt sat on his thighs, trembling and shrinking.
When my fingers were pulled out suddenly, there was a popping sound.
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